The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 509 Happy New Year!

"Do you know?"

Bard looked with some surprise at the handkerchief Bilbo was waving in his hand. It was embroidered with a lifelike and exquisite black dragon, which was almost carved from the same mold as Rohan's black dragon flag.

What makes him even more concerned is that he has never told the halfling in front of you any news about the elf lord, but he did not expect that the other party could directly call Rohan's name.

Could it be...that they really knew each other?

The other members of the expedition obviously did not expect that Bilbo would actually know the elf lord, so Balin, the oldest dwarf, couldn't help but asked first:

"Bilbo, do you know where that elven army and their lord came from?"

"Oh...well, the last time I met Rohan, he was already the lord of Eregion and Bree. We had been friends ten years ago.

But I don’t understand why he led his army across the Misty Mountains to the distant Lonely Mountain. This is not something he would do. I think there must be some misunderstanding? "

In the face of everyone's questioning, Bilbo could only tell about his friendship with Rohan. At the same time, he did not forget to defend his friend and did not want to see Rohan hostile to the dwarves.

After all, after many years of getting along with him, he thought he had some understanding of Rohan's character, so he was unwilling to see conflicts break out between the two parties.

But it is obvious that Thorin, who is already anxious about the arrival of Durin's Day on the other side, is full of hostility towards any outsider who dares to approach the Lonely Mountain:

"Misunderstanding? I didn't see any misunderstanding, Master Baggins. I only know that there is an elf who covets the wealth of the Turin family and is leading an ugly and evil army, and a group of dwarf traitors are seeking the wealth of the Lonely Mountain! "

Speaking of this, Thorin's originally handsome face gradually became distorted by anger, and even his voice seemed to become as low and terrifying as a dragon.

In his heart, it seemed that the gold-flowing hall of Lonely Mountain had been occupied by those ungrateful ugly elves and despicable dwarf traitors, and they were reveling on the throne that belonged to him at the moment!

He seems to have forgotten that there is still a giant dragon sleeping in the lonely mountain that he still doesn't know how to deal with...

Bard also heard the hidden meaning of Thorin and Bilbo's conversation, so he couldn't help but frowned and asked:

"So your real purpose is not Iron Hills. You are dwarves who are preparing to enter the Lonely Mountain. I'm sorry, but I can't take you across the Long Lake to the other side at this stage."

As a member of Lake Town, Bard is a little uneasy that Rohan's elven army is about to awaken the dragon that has been sleeping for sixty years. After all, the destruction of Riverdale City is a lingering shadow for him.

But after witnessing the terrifying military power of the dark elves with his own eyes, he finally chose to believe that Rohan could fulfill his promise and help the people of the north completely eradicate the terrible threats surrounding this land!

During this period, he will never allow anyone to pose a threat to this matter, especially because of the greed of the dwarves!

Although Bilbo didn't know what Bard was thinking, he could still feel that the other party didn't seem to be planning to take them across the lake, so he anxiously took out his handkerchief and asked:

"This is indeed the original plan, but now I hope you can take us to see Lord Rohan. I am his friend. I think you will not refuse this request, right?"

"..."

Facing Bilbo's inquiry, Bard, who was about to turn around and leave, couldn't help but stop and at the same time lowered his head to think about the credibility of Bilbo's words.

Indeed, if we simply send this group of dwarves to meet their friends, as long as they don't cause any big trouble, these dwarves alone shouldn't be able to make any big waves, right?

Realizing that Bard's position was gradually wavering, Balin immediately handed over the money bag he had just collected from the other dwarves, and then explained with a smile on his face:

"It's not easy to raise three children. Non-parents will resent the lack of money around them. We are willing to pay double the price!"

"...Get on the boat, but I advise you not to mess around after arriving in Changhu Town, otherwise I think the elves will not let you go easily."

Finally, after thinking for a long time, Bard finally chose to reach out and take Balin's purse, and then led a group of dwarves onto his small sailboat and sailed towards Changhu Town in the breeze.

At this moment, the dwarf expedition team, who are thinking about how to take back the Lonely Mountain from the elves, don't know what they are about to face!

————Black Forest, Dol Guldur

Call ~

The howling biting cold wind was constantly hitting this ancient fortress from all directions, leaving Gandalf, who was already bruised and bruised from the abuse, to huddle in the cage and tremble.

Although the identity of Gandalf the Gray was indeed Maia who was sent to Middle-earth from Valinor, in order to prevent them from having too much impact on Middle-earth, they all chose to become old and decrepit.

They will also be hungry, get sick, and die from pain and bleeding!

Poor Gandalf had been trapped in that narrow iron cage for several days. He was now hungry and cold, and the injury on his chest had worsened.

Although the finger that was chopped off by Archaon has been simply bandaged with a piece of cloth, anyone can see that Gandalf is now a misty candlelight in the cold wind, only one step away from being extinguished.

However, it was obvious that Archaon did not intend to let him go so easily:

"Mage, I recently learned a new witchcraft and now I need a test subject."

Archaon was seen leisurely sitting on the top of the spire of Dol Guldur with his legs crossed. Ke Zhen slowly raised his finger, and from time to time he could see black and red lightning wrapping around it.

Ilúvatar had given Rohan great power, so how could he be stingy in giving Archaon a blessing equal to that of Rohan?

If Archaon was once just a second-rate mage who could only rely on the blessing of Tzeentch to use magic with difficulty, then now he is already a genius sorcerer praised by Sauron!

Although just a dozen years are not enough for him to grow into a grandmaster who can establish a sect, he is not far away from completely mastering Sauron's magical mantle.

"Enjoy it. This was originally the blood magic I prepared for Rohan specifically for torture. Congratulations on your being lucky enough to be my first experimental subject!"

Zi La La ~

"Uh ah ah..."

As this blood-black lightning flew out from Archaon's fingertips, Gandalf in the iron cage couldn't help but let out a difficult groan. Now it was so laborious for him to even scream.

Archaon was interested in trying to figure out the ring of fire that belonged to Gandalf on his finger. He really didn't expect that such an inconspicuous little thing could actually enhance the efficiency of his use of magic. It was really miraculous.

The wound that had not healed began to splatter with blood again, but Gandalf still endured it with his firm will, and then murmured:

"May Valar be sanctified here...May Valar be sanctified here..."

"Chanting spells can't save you, wizard. Even if you can find a way to survive for a while, it's just to let me play for a while longer... Do you seem to have a guest?"

Archaon's face was filled with a wild smile, but then his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a white figure gradually emerging from the steps in the distance, so he spread his wings and stood up from the top of the tower.

It was a very beautiful female elf, and her beautiful figure was as moving as the stars in the sky. She was so flawless that the mark of Slaanesh that had been dormant for a long time in his body was constantly reacting.

In the end, Archaon suppressed the rising desire in his body, pursed his lips, jumped off the tower and asked:

"Tell me your name and purpose. I don't think you came here because you got lost, right?"

"My name is Galadriel. I am here for Mithrandir, and I will also take him away. If you dare to stop me, I will destroy you."

The visitor is wearing a long white veil, and his smooth jade feet are walking naked on the dark stone steps of Dol Guldur, but they can escape the mud and remain unstained.

(The big devil doesn’t like to wear shoes because he finds it too troublesome to climb trees)

The faint white light all over her body was incompatible with the eerie Dogul, and even the cold air in the air couldn't get even half close to this sacred female elf.

It's Galadriel!

If Galadriel could behave elegantly and dignifiedly when facing Rohan, then with her cold demeanor and firm tone at this moment, she is like a queen who rules the world!

"That's not a bad tone. I'm afraid that for a wild and unruly little wildcat like you, not many elves will like your personality, right?"

Archaon casually used his telekinesis to open the iron cage where Gandalf was imprisoned, then turned the cage upside down and threw the seriously injured Gandalf away.

wow~

And Galadriel was not to be outdone. As the ring of water on her fingertips emitted a burst of bright white light, a terrifying aura that far surpassed that of Archaon gradually began to permeate the entire Dol Guldur!

I saw Gandalf's body being slowly placed on the ground by Galadriel's majestic telepathy, and the injuries that were originally all over his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

After Gandalf fell into a coma with a peaceful smile like Sleeping Beauty, Galadriel turned her beautiful eyes to Archaon, who was still watching the show in the distance, and said coldly:

"I originally thought that there was only a slight difference in personality between the Comet Geminis, but I didn't expect that your stance would be so clear-cut. The five forces entrenched in you make me sick!"

"Hmph, why do you always like to use such disgusting names, and hearing you say that, I think you must have met that bastard Rohan, right?"

"The gap between you is visible to the naked eye. After seeing evil from the heart like you, I suddenly feel that it is really not easy for Rohan."

Galadriel did not intend to explain too much about this, but it was not difficult to tell from the increasingly terrifying aura gathering in her hands that the most powerful female elf in Middle-earth was very unhappy now.

When she met Rohan for the first time, Galadriel was once dissatisfied with the evil thoughts that arose in the other person's heart towards her, and even subconsciously agreed with Gandalf's description of Rohan.

But after seeing Archaon's evil, she suddenly felt that Rohan, who was also a twin-tailed comet, seemed much more pleasing to the eye!

As the saying goes, shop around, and with an evil Eternal Chosen like Archaon as a foil, even a flattering villain like Alfred will become so kind and cute, let alone Rohan?

Hearing that Galadriel dared to claim that there was a gap between herself and Rohan, Archaon felt a surge of anger instantly surge into his heart, and then he turned his hand and struck a red thunderstorm and shouted:

"go to hell!"

Facing Archaon's attack, Galadriel just raised her hand and waved a swift milky white ripple with a snap of her fingers. Then she saw that this ripple easily tore apart the red thunder in the air, and directed towards Archaon with undiminished power. Charn blasts away!

boom--

Seeing this, Archaon hurriedly jumped into the air to avoid it, and then saw that the Dol Guldur stone tower behind him was instantly blasted into a pile of fragments, and continued to fall towards the forest in the distance.

Just a casual blow can actually exert such terrifying power? !

Looking at the collapsing stone tower, Archaon's heart was filled with surprise. Apparently this was the first time he had seen the power of the light elves.

If you were the one being attacked...

Taking advantage of Archaon's slight daze, Galadriel picked up Princess Gandalf on the ground at some point, then turned around to leave Dol Guldur, and at the same time gave a stern warning:

"I said, I will leave with Mithrandir, now I give you one last chance, don't let yourself regret it!"

In her opinion, since Archaon has now been tested to be far stronger than herself, there is no need for her to continue to struggle. The most important thing is to take Gandalf and leave Dol Guldur as soon as possible for treatment.

Now that Archaon, who is hiding in Dol Guldur, has been frightened by him, then presumably the evil creatures in the Black Forest will soon retreat, allowing this land to return to peace, right?

However, Galadriel did not notice that Archaon was staring at her leaving back with a meaningful expression:

"I'm not alone~"

In a daze, the erratic but hoarse voice full of coldness and terror gradually began to be heard in the sky of Dol Guldur:

"Three Rings, return to Cang Xiong, the King of Elves..."

"Seven Rings, return to the stone palace of the dwarf princes..."

"Nine precepts, you will die in the mortal world!"

As ballads about the Lord of the Rings began to hover over Dol Guldur, Galadriel's originally indifferent beautiful eyes couldn't help but tremble, and then she turned her gaze around in horror.

She saw nine fully armed Ringwraiths surrounding her with various weapons. The leader was the head of the Nine Ringwraiths who should have been sealed in the Rudall Hills:

The Witch King of Angmar!

(End of this chapter)