The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 523 So tired...

"The container used to carry the sun's rays is now available, so the only thing I lack now is the light of the twin holy trees..."

Rohan panted and came to the anvil. His hands were already shaking slightly from the continuous injection of energy into the rune hammer, but now he no longer cared so much.

Look at this gem, even if you just feel its light, you can feel the warmth like the sun, and it can even heal ordinary injuries!

If a touch of the brilliance of the twin holy trees of the past is added to it, then the physical constitution of the elves can be improved through the increase of gems, so that they can achieve the effect of bright elves to a certain extent.

Think about it, with a gem that can reproduce the glory of the twin sacred trees, and coupled with the numerical advantage of the dark elves, Rohan can completely create a brand new elven race!

Perhaps compared to those Arda light elves who have received the light of the twin holy trees, these elves who use the light of the monkey version of the holy tree may not be able to reach the point where they can force back the darkness.

But these elves, whose bodies and souls have been strengthened, are bound to be a new race that has an innate ability to fight against Chaos Demons!

Chaos, just wait to sweat!

However, it didn't take long for the smile on Rohan's face to gradually fade away, because he realized that there was still one very important thing that had not been done before his dream came true:

He does not have the light of the holy tree!

"The light of the twin holy trees, the light of the twin holy trees..."

Thinking that he was only one step away from realizing his dream, Rohan couldn't help but frantically search for anything related to the twin sacred trees in his mind, hoping to compress them into his own gem. middle.

First of all, there is no doubt that the thing in this world that is most closely related to the brilliance of the Twin Holy Trees is undoubtedly the last flower and the last fruit that were produced before the Twin Holy Trees withered.

However, the fruit of the Golden Sacred Tree is the sun in the sky, while the flower of the Silver Sacred Tree is the moon.

There is no doubt that these two items are extremely important necessities for the creatures of Arda. Regardless of whether Rohan has the ability to access these two divine items, it is estimated that the Valar will not allow this.

The second item that Rohan could think of was the national treasure of the Kingdom of Gondor, the now withered white tree located on the top floor of the White City and the symbol of the king protected by the guards of the fountain.

However, according to the available historical information, the origin of the White Tree in Gondor is actually not closely related to the Silver Holy Tree, but a descendant of the White Tree created to imitate the Silver Holy Tree.

Therefore, the white tree of Gondor is obviously not Rohan's choice, not to mention that it is a white tree that has withered for hundreds of years. It is best not to disturb this old thing.

The third option was the Silmarillion, but this option had been rejected from the beginning, so Rohan could only skip it with some regret.

The fourth choice...the fifth...

Rohan racked his brains to search for items related to the Twin Sacred Trees, but there was no doubt that the items that could be related were basically treasures that he could not touch.

The only reliable answer was the Silmarillion, but Ulmo's warnings in the past were constantly ringing in his ears, and he had no choice but to give up.

Just as Luo Han looked at the hot golden gem in his hand with some annoyance and kept thinking, a gentle voice suddenly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn around and look:

"You are confused, Dark Elf Lord of Eregion, maybe you can tell your problem, and I can give you some suggestions."

Ah, that light!

Rohan stared blankly at the beautiful face that seemed to be about to come to his face. The face that seemed to have been carefully crafted by Ilúvatar himself was simply worthy of being the masterpiece of the God of Creation.

Of course, Luo Han is not paying attention to the appearance of his master's wife. After all, he has seen it hundreds of times in the past year. Although he is still so fascinated by it, he is not so fascinated.

What he is looking at is Galadriel's hair!

In that unparalleled beauty, a head of bright golden hair shimmering with silvery gray shines like the light of the twin sacred trees, like the stars in the sky that illuminate the world, as if it is the past glory of the elves.

Galadriel, the Noldor elf who once illuminated the twin sacred trees in the holy land of Valinor, is also the most powerful elf in Middle-earth.

Her hair is definitely qualified to be the carrier of the new light elf she created!

As a female elf who is slightly stronger than Rohan, Galadriel can keenly feel that Rohan's gaze towards her seems to be becoming more and more aggressive, so Queen Fan Shishe, who pretends to be arrogant, said:

"You seem to have some rebellious thoughts in your mind, but I won't punish you for this. Speak out your thoughts."

"Hehe, as expected, no idea can escape the noble Queen of the Forest. In fact... I hope to get a strand of your hair for research... Don't worry, even if it falls off when you comb your hair!"

Rohan, whose thoughts were read, touched the back of his head in embarrassment. Seeing that Galadriel looked at him with an increasingly strange look, he hurriedly waved his hand to explain all this.

He knew very well how valuable Galadriel was to his hair. After all, Fëanor, the High King of the Noldor, once asked for it from her, but was flatly rejected by the other party.

And when the Fellowship of the Ring came to the Golden Forest sixty years later, the dwarf Gimli among them asked for a hair as a gift because he admired Galadriel's holiness, and Galadriel was extremely generous. Three were given!

Three!

A whole three!

God, although Rohan doesn't know whether elves also feel the trouble of hair loss, Rohan is sure that Galadriel must have lost one or two hairs due to various reasons over the years.

Apart from anything else, as a female elf who is extremely skilled in forging skills, how could she not lose her hair when swinging a hammer in front of an anvil?

Just searching for these three hairs is so laborious, not to mention that Rohan's next experiment of integrating the twin sacred trees into the golden gems is likely to use at least a dozen hairs!

This amount is probably more than the hair that Galadriel lost in the entire Third Age, right?

Sure enough, after hearing that Rohan's request was for her own hair, Galadriel's playful expression immediately cooled down, and then she said calmly:

"Although I once said that I will not punish you for your remarks, I have to say that your request is indeed a bit offensive. After all, you are not the first elf to make such a request to me."

"Well, I've also heard some rumors, so my request doesn't necessarily have to be about hair, maybe eyebrow loss or something else..."

Lohan didn't know what to say at the moment, so he could only think of ways to tease in a rather funny tone, trying to ease the atmosphere between the two parties, but it was obvious that the effect was minimal:

"You're tired, go out and take a rest." Galadriel pushed Rohan's shoulder expressionlessly and drove him out of the room, and then closed the door unceremoniously, leaving only Rohan. Han stared at the crack in the door outside.

Well, judging from this, it should be completely out of the question, right?

Think about it, even Fëanor, who is a distant relative, cannot ask for even a hair from Galadriel. How can he, a cheap apprentice who has just been here for a year, be so shameless?

"Hey, what's this thing? You can't just follow behind and be a stalker who's always ready to pick up your hair, right?"

Faced with this situation, Rohan could only sigh and flap his wings, preparing to return to his room in the Golden Forest. He did not notice at all that Galadriel had a vague expression on the corner of her mouth in front of the closed room window. smile.

————Nagarond, Iron Hills

After many years, Rohan, who had been studying and improving his forging skills in Arda, finally returned to his loyal Naggarond.

In fact, he has come back to visit over the years, but most of the work is for members of the Tribunal to take over the positions left by His Majesty the Witch King's nobles after they relocated. It is not a very important job.

In fact, he left most of these matters to Daario, who in turn handed them all over to poor Naggarond's new acting Lord, Tyrion Lannister.

The evil agency contracting and capitalism are shamelessly intertwined. They are everywhere and do all kinds of evil!

(Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu up up to 2590 for the probation period. Send me away as a beggar.)

Although the little devil carrying a heavy burden has been replaced by a mechanical prosthesis to assist him in his work, as a human driver, he can only do this and outsource his work to other lieutenants.

However, it was obvious that those unruly people who had only been loyal to His Majesty the Witch King could not succumb to this barbaric capitalism and the evil outsourcing work system, so a revolutionary army uprising soon broke out.

They want to restore advanced slavery and bring the excellent plantation estate system back to Nagarond!

It's just that this kind of behavior has no big effect at all, except for adding thousands more heads impaled on wooden stakes to the cold wind-strewn walls of Nagarond.

Just kidding, how could the ubiquitous Tribunal just watch the signs of rebellion emerge? The mechanism of reviewing letters quickly allowed them to find the source of the rebellion and directly carry out dimensionality reduction strikes.

In the end, all the villains launched under the planning of the slave owners failed, and victory finally returned to the Akagi Throne.

Of course, how could these small-scale rebellions and rebellious sentiments in the lower class of society reach Rohan's ears? After all, he is now a busy man working day and night for the future of the elves.

The cold weather in Naggarond is simply incompatible with Rohan and Flare's solar physique, so most of the time he prefers to use Anaheim, which has a moderate temperature, as his base camp.

As for why he came to Nagarund this time, it was for a very important matter:

Ding~ding~ding~

Located inside an extinct volcano on the Iron Hill, a familiar figure is placing himself on the magma as calm as the Dead Sea, laboriously wielding the rune hammer to forge the anvil in front of him.

Yes, it's Rohan, he's busy hammering again!

Because he unfortunately inserted his golden double-edged spear into Archaon's body and sank to the bottom of the long lake together with Archaon, Rohan now has to face the embarrassment of having no weapons to use.

After all, he can be regarded as a demigod supreme now. How could he still need to fight with his fists like a gangster on the street?

Faced with this situation, Rohan could only choose to rebuild his own weapons, and in the previous battle with Archaon, he found the most suitable materials for making weapons:

Sword of Kane!

That's right, the original and genuine Sword of Kane had been circulating around for so many years, and finally returned to his hands, and had been melted into rune steel ingots by Rohan and placed on the anvil.

Since it is difficult to melt artifacts like the Sword of Kane due to the temperature of ordinary furnaces, Rohan can only choose to use the lava from an extinct volcano near Iron Hill and the heat of the star from the flare to melt the Sword of Kane one by one. corner.

"Huh~ I finally know why Sauron wanted to build the Supreme Lord of the Rings in Mount Doom. After all, it is the largest natural furnace in Middle-earth!"

After beating him for the 555th time, Luo Han tiredly wiped a trace of sweat on his forehead, and then sighed as he looked at the embryonic double-edged gun head in front of him.

It has to be said that the material of Kane's sword is indeed very solid. Even with Rohan's current vision, there is no way to tell what kind of rare material it is made of.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the sword of Kane forged by the God of Craftsman Val is definitely very solid in terms of materials, and it is definitely a rare material that is not often found in the mortal world.

It's a pity that with his skills, he can barely melt the surface of Kane's Sword, otherwise he would have to play with a sword and a halberd.

Just when Rohan was still looking at the double-edged gun tip on the anvil and thinking about the next steps, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears:

"Rohan, are you there?"

"Ah la la, it turns out it's Ms. Misty that we haven't seen for a long time. What have you been busy with recently? It feels like there are almost more than a hundred chapters... Bah, I haven't seen you in several years."

Hearing Ms. Misty's voice ringing in his ears after a long absence, Rohan, who had originally planned to continue working hard, couldn't help but curl up with a faint smile.

He is an elf who is very nostalgic for his old feelings. Although Lady Mist can no longer play a big role in his growth in strength, this does not mean that Rohan will cut off contact with Lady Mist.

After all, Lady Mist has been protecting him when he was at his weakest and most difficult. How could he have the heart to ignore her so heartlessly?

Hearing Rohan's teasing, Ms. Misty, who knew she had not shown her face for a long time, couldn't help but smile shyly, and then hurriedly said with a serious attitude:

"Hey, let's stop talking. This time I have something serious to come to see you. Do you still remember Ange, who was sent to the Southern Kingdom more than ten years ago, and was your former guard captain?"

　PS: Disappointed, why is even the post office an outsourcing company? The trial period is 2590 for one month, and the regular payment is 3500. Five insurances, one fund, five days off, two days off, little money, too many things to do, but still arguing with old men and old ladies. There is also a coffee machine on the third floor of the outsourcing company. , there is a water dispenser for the leaders on the second floor, but the business on the first floor is so tiring...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)