The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 468 The Dark Lord’s Confusion

"Why, don't you like passionate adventures and traveling to other corners of the world to enjoy different scenery?"

Rohan looked up at Bilbo in surprise. Through diligent communication, he could feel the love for adventurous life deep in his heart.

After all, if his eagerness for adventure hadn't driven him out to pick mushrooms, he might have been covered in the saliva of wild dogs and wolves by now.

(Wild dog bites cannot break the defense)
But now, it really makes him feel a little shocked that Bilbo, a cute little boy, hates traveling so much more than ten years before the plot begins.

However, Lohan didn't care at all about the plot that might affect the future, and he had no plans to make amends.

In the past, he might have been excited about joining the dwarf expedition formed by Thorin in the future and going on adventures, but now Rohan has no regrets about disrupting the plot.

After all, his primary purpose in coming to Middle-earth was not to have adventure and fun, but to kill Archaon and improve his strength!

"No matter what, I need to thank you for the hospitality you gave me today. If you don't mind, please accept these gold coins as my gratitude."

wow~
Rohan took out a pile of gold coins with an attractive luster from the system space and placed them on the table, shocking Bilbo who had never seen so much money before.

But then this sincere and down-to-earth hobbit hurriedly pushed all the gold coins on the table back to Rohan, then firmly shook his head and refused:

"I cannot accept this money, Lord Rohan. All I did was bring an elf who passed out on the roadside home to entertain him. This is not something worthy of gratitude or repayment."

"...Your sincerity makes me ashamed, lovely hobbit, then please accept this necklace as a testimony of our friendship."

Looking at Bilbo's sincere eyes and smile, Rohan couldn't help but secretly sigh at his simple and unsophisticated nature. He really missed such a pure and uncorrupted soul by chaos.

Compared with the intrigues of medieval warhammers, this place is simply a paradise on earth!

Maybe after the threat of Chaos disappears, I can choose to retire here...

Thinking of this, Rohan took out a crystal necklace from the system space and hung it on Bilbo's neck. Then he bent down and put it on the other person's shoulder and introduced in a gentle tone:
"Please don't refuse him, hobbit. This necklace is actually not a too precious gift. It can protect your heart from the pollution of evil forces and keep your body healthy."

"Yes...is that so?"

After listening to Rohan's introduction, Bilbo was staring at the blue crystal necklace on his chest with his clear eyes. He always felt that this so-called item that extended life or resisted evil forces was like a charlatan.

However, how could the necklace that Lord Luohan took out be an ordinary product?
Bilbo did not know at this time that the crystal necklace given to him by Rohan was the crystallization of his wisdom as an alchemist for many years, and it was infused with majestic vitality.

If Bilbo can really wear this necklace for a long time, then the Hobbit, who is a long-lived species, can even extend his life span for a full two to three hundred years and still maintain full physical strength!
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a treasure that is enough to make all humans flock to it, and its price is enough to buy the entire Shire!
The Hobbit obviously didn't know that he was carrying the entire Shire with him at this moment. He just put the necklace into his collar cherishingly, and then looked at Rohan who was about to leave and thanked:

"Um...thank you, I mean I need to thank you for your necklace, Mr. Rohan. This is indeed a very beautiful necklace. My Bag End always welcomes your visit again."

"Thank you too, kind little hobbit, you will be my friend forever."

Rohan chose a comfortable and standard shadow suit from the system space and put it on, and then began to pack the weapons and equipment he would need for his practice in the future:

Since all rune weapons were exhausted in the previous battle with Archaon, Rohan could only choose a Noldor rune bow and an elven sword as weapons, and then turned around to leave Bag End.

"Sir Rohan, I wish you a pleasant journey!"

Seeing that Rohan was ready to leave, Bilbo hurriedly came to the door of Bag End and opened the door for Rohan. Then he looked at Rohan in his garden who was like an angel holding up his snow-white wings and shouted:
"Your Excellency Rohan, I believe that the legendary Mist Chosen, who symbolizes justice, will be able to defeat the Eternal Chosen and drive the evil Chaos out of Central Continent, right?"

"Hahaha, you can trust me!"

Hearing Bilbo's expectant eyes, Rohan laughed and then spread his wings and flew towards the sunset in the distance, leaving only other residents in Hobbiton to scream in surprise as they witnessed the arrival of the angel.

Now he has not only lost his best armor and weapons, but also the sword of Kane, so he must find any blacksmith as soon as possible to learn how to forge weapons and armor.

There is no doubt that since Rohan landed in Arda with Archaon, there is a high probability that the Sword of Cain followed Archaon to the other side of the Misty Mountains and will not be recovered in a short time. .

In this case, he might as well learn to forge his own weapons and armor himself. This would not only help him get rid of the habit of using the wind of magic, but also improve his attainments in rune magic.

As for who should I look for to learn from...

Please, he is not Sauron or Archaon. He has no ill intentions towards Middle-earth and he can definitely talk to the elves and gods in his native world and learn relevant skills and wisdom!
What's more, he was sent by Ilúvatar, who could refuse him?
————Mount Doom, Tower of Darkness
At this time, Rohan, who was far away on the other side of the Misty Mountains, had already started heading towards the coastline, preparing to search for traces of elves and at the same time trying to communicate with the native god of Middle-earth, the God Valar.

But Archaon, who fell into Mordor on the other side, had no such good luck at all:
"Gu~Kill me if you can, you damn bedbugs, you three-legged cats who don't even have the courage to appear in front of me. It's unbelievable. I'm going to kick your ass hard with my boots!"

In the hall of the Tower of Darkness, Archaon, who had been brutally tied up, fell to the ground and squirmed like a poor cocoon. The curses coming from his mouth made even the Nazgul around him unable to help but turn their heads away.

Wasn't it just a beating? Why was he scolded so harshly?

They have not experienced the humiliation Archaon has suffered in the past week, so naturally they cannot understand the primitive rage in the other party's heart that can be called Khorne:
It is tragic to say that Archaon originally went to the Ultimate Dark Altar to follow the guidance of the "Book of Destiny", and he was even mentally prepared to take office and become the Eternal Chosen One.However, when he arrived at the Altar of Ultimate Darkness, he was first beaten up by Rohan who appeared out of nowhere, and then he fought hard with those white monsters in front of the altar for a long time, and finally obtained the Eternal Chaos Mark after going through all kinds of hardships.

As a result, before he could be happy for too long, he was told that all his adoptive father's girlfriends died tragically in the aftermath of the battle between Rohan and Valkia, so he angrily fought with Rohan again.

However, they thought this was a hands-on battle, but they found that they had reached the Altar of Kane unknowingly, and ended up fighting to the death with Rohan, who had greatly increased his strength after pulling out the Sword of Kane.

As a result, just when he was about to win, his so-called biological father, Billak, jumped out to compete with him for his body. In the end, he was one move away and had to rely on underhanded moves to win.

Sadly, when he was about to win at the end, that bastard Rohan hugged him directly and came to this strange world with him. Finally, he met a guy who called himself Ilúvatar and wanted to watch the show.

The arrogant Eternal Chosen didn't want to become an actor in Ilúvatar again, so he angrily attacked the kind old man. Naturally, he was beaten again and humiliated by being knocked unconscious by a pipe.

When he finally woke up, he was brutally beaten by the guy who called himself the Witch King of Angmar, and was finally sent here to see Sauron...

It's so humiliating!

"...Maggot, a weakling court buffoon, a lifelong loser..."

As Archaon's words became more and more intense, the Nazgul couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the silent Witch King of Angmar in the distance, seemingly asking if he needed to be silenced.

After all, he had been scolded for three days and three nights without using the same curse words. Even Archaon, who was having a fierce battle with Rohan, could not help but hear a lot of it.

Just when Archaon was about to continue scolding the mastermind behind the scenes, the Lord of Mordor, hiding in the shadows, finally couldn't bear it and roared in a hoarse voice:
"Shut up! Eru Ilúvatar, why would you send down such a talkative and mean-mouthed human? What is the purpose of this behavior?!"

Da Da Da~
Accompanied by the sound of crisp footsteps of combat boots touching the ground, Archaon closed his dry lips and twisted his body vigorously to look at the shadows in the distance:
I saw a figure covered with spiked armor slowly walking from the shadows. The warhammer slung around his waist was the Sword of Kane. Under the hollow mask was an endless abyss that could not be seen.

As the other party walked out of the shadows, the surrounding Oak guards responsible for guarding the palace trembled uncontrollably, apparently frightened by the terrifying aura exuding from the other party.

Archaon raised his head without fear and looked directly at the mysterious man in front of him. After looking him up and down, he sneered and asked:

"You are the Dark Lord they call you. I thought you might be someone similar to Khorne's Chosen One or a truly powerful and mighty king, but I didn't expect you to be a disabled person who had his fingers cut off?"

"You are so brave!"

As soon as he said this, the Witch King of Angmar, who was sitting in his chair, immediately turned into a black smoke and flew in front of Archaon, and then pulled out the Morgul Blade from his waist, which can curse the soul of living things, and held it against him. on the neck.

"Come on, if you can, just cut it down with one sword. I am the eternal god chosen by Ilúvatar to destroy this world. I want to see who is more powerful, your sword or my life!"

Archaon raised his head without fear and took the initiative to put his head on the opponent's blade. The eyes of the Eternal Chosen, which exuded a faint golden light, stared at the empty hood without fear.

Compared to Rohan, who is a time traveler, Archaon's understanding of the world of Middle-earth is almost zero, but this does not affect his pride at all.

Perhaps the Witch-King of Angmar who was still alive once was indeed qualified to be called a human hero, but now he is just a slave who was driven by the Lord of the Rings and became a servant.

And he is the eternal chosen one destined to destroy the world, the anointed one!
Although he is now semi-forced to succumb to Ilúvatar's script, this does not affect him in the slightest from using Ilúvatar's name as a banner!
Sure enough, when Archaon, a mortal with a pair of wings, said the name of Ilúvatar, the figure known as the Dark Lord immediately walked up to him and looked down. Looking at the tied up Archaon, he asked:

"You just said that Ilúvatar sent you to Middle-earth, not the Valar?"

"Hey... Guess!"

However, Archaon didn't play his cards according to common sense at all. Perhaps it was due to the mental depression caused by being insulted by Rohan for a long time but not being able to retaliate. At this moment, he responded crazily as if he was letting himself go.

He could finally see that the old man named Ilúvatar's status in this world was definitely more powerful than he imagined, so he gradually became a little more confident.

He still didn't believe it, the other party really dared to kill him!

As for torturing him with pain?
Haha, although Naqi's blessing was essentially to allow him to fight better instead of being tortured, he had to admit that the ordinary physical pain caused to him was not even as fast as his recovery.

"You managed to pique my interest, mortal."

As expected, the guy called the Dark Lord had no intention of torturing him. Instead, he squatted down and carefully looked at his flesh wings, then introduced himself in a hoarse voice:

"The world calls me Sauron, the Dark Lord of Mordor, Lord of the Ring, Shadow of the World and Enemy of the Free People. I wonder if you could tell me your name?"

"Humph, the title is quite long. My name is Archaon, the Eternal Chosen One of the Chaos Gods, the Anointed One and the One Who Destroys the World. I wonder if you are satisfied with my reply?"

"Satisfied...then I have a new question to ask you, where are you from?"

(End of this chapter)