Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 217 Gandalf the Gray Wizard

On the edge of the dark jungle, holding an alloy composite bow and wearing blue-patterned silver armor, Legolas squatted on the treetop, looking at the elf gate below made of white birch and green vines with a complicated expression.

As Prince of the Woodland Kingdom, entering Mirkwood was like stepping into his own backyard for Legolas.

But this dim and familiar hometown actually made him lost for five hours!

Although he has endured many years of imprisonment and Mirkwood has undergone tremendous changes due to the erosion of dark forces, being lost for five hours is still a situation he never expected.

If it's just getting lost, that's fine.

The problem is that he is going in the opposite direction from Gushannannan.

The Lonely Mountain is located in the northeast of the Woodland Kingdom. If Legolas returns to the underground palace and crosses the Woodland Kingdom, he will soon see the Long Lake at the foot of the Lonely Mountain.

But Legolas didn't want to go back to the underground palace, and he didn't want to seek the help of the elf king Thranduil, so he wanted to avoid the underground palace and go around from the north of the woodland kingdom to the lonely mountain Erebor.

But who would have thought that he lost his way on the way to the north, and instead came to the entrance to the west of Mirkwood.

"It must be the influence of the dark power permeating the dense forest..."

While thinking this, Legolas stood up from the treetop.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came from the wilderness outside Mirkwood.

Legolas was slightly taken aback, then remembered the plot of "The Hobbit 2", and his face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

Soon, a group of people appeared from the horizon of the green wilderness.

Most of the people in the procession were very short and rode stocky ponies.

Only the man at the front was tall, with white beard and hair, and an old face, riding a tall horse, wearing a dusty wizard robe, a gray pointed wizard hat, holding a wooden staff in his hand, He also wears a two-handed sword.

Seeing the shape of the stick and the sword, Legolas instantly confirmed the identity of this person.

It is Gandalf, the famous gray-robed wizard in Middle-earth.

Indeed they are!
Legolas frowned, his expression a little cloudy.

What does this mean, does fate insist that he act with the protagonist group?

Legolas was hiding his figure, hesitating, a silver figure hovered in the sky above the dark forest, his deep black eyes pierced the cloud valley in front of him, staring at Legolas from a distance of thousands of meters Russ.

"Is this the correction power of fate?"

Lin Zhongtian looked at Legolas thoughtfully.

Since he was also affected by the power of fate correction, he has already noticed this kind of existence. He is keenly aware that there are some inexplicable things in Legolas.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Zhongtian shifted his gaze and looked at Gandalf and his party who had arrived at the entrance of the Mirkwood with great interest.

Seeing the elf gate made of white birch and green vines in front of him, Gandalf could not help but stop, turned off his horse, held the staff tightly with one hand, and pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with the other, and walked into the elf first. trail.

After checking, Gandalf turned around, looked at the thirteen short figures behind him and said, "Okay, this is the Mirkwood, the most extensive forest in the northern world, you need to pass through here and follow the rushing river." Up the river, we arrive at Changhu Lake at the foot of Gushan Mountain..."

"Do you have to go through here?"

The young man in the team suddenly spoke, looking at the dark forest in front of him, he swallowed nervously.

"This forest...it looks sick, like there's something disease over it."

"Don't worry, Bilbo." The bald dwarf with two hatchets on his back patted Bilbo's shoulder and said with a smile, "There is no sign of orcs (half-orcs), which is the best news. As for these trees, they just look ugly, and they won't ride a wolf and attack us with weapons..."

Gandalf was noncommittal when he heard the words. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly found a giant bear in the wilderness behind them.

That was the 'skin changer' Beorn they had met before, who had the magic to transform into a giant bear, and the horses everyone rode were borrowed from him.

Now that he appeared behind everyone, it was self-evident what his purpose was.

Gandalf said at once, "Well, gentlemen, now you must send back these borrowed ponies!"

After the words fell, the dwarves looked at each other and were about to complain, but Gandalf quickly warned them not to do stupid things.

"You'd better not break your word. Beorn is not a guy to mess with. It's not wise to make an enemy of him. Mr. Baggins' eyesight is much better than yours. You didn't see it, but he noticed that we followed us every night. A giant bear..."

"That guy has been following us?"

The dwarf, who looked like the leader, said in astonishment.

Gandalf glanced at him, and said softly: "Bion is a kind and generous man. He did this to protect you secretly and also to protect his pony. He will never allow you to bring the pony into the forest."

Bilbo seemed to realize something, and immediately said in astonishment, "Will it be dangerous to enter the forest?"

Gandalf chuckled and said: "Of course there is danger, but if you don't go through the Mirkwood, you need to travel two hundred miles north or four hundred miles south to bypass the Mirkwood, and even if you are willing to go a long way , it will not be any safer than here, there are brutal goblins and half-orcs in the north, and the south is the territory of necromancers..."

"Believe me, obediently follow this road through the forest. As long as you are lucky enough, you will be able to set foot on the land on the other side of the forest sooner or later."

"Us?" asked Bilbo hastily, his heart tightening. "And you, Gandalf?"

Gandalf said softly: "I have more important things to do in the south, so I think it's time to say goodbye..."

Hearing these words, Bilbo Baggins pursed his lips and looked at the tall gray-robed wizard in front of him with some reluctance.

Since leaving Bag End, Bilbo has never been separated from Gandalf. He thought that Gandalf would always stand by his side and accompany him on his adventures in this vast world. then came.

A gentle smile appeared on Gandalf's face, his eyes swept over the faces of Bilbo and the many dwarves, and he said loudly: "Don't worry, my brave friends, the parting is only temporary. When you pass through the Mirkwood, we will see you again." Meet again on the slopes of Erebor!"

"All right!"

The dwarf with black hair and black beard and a heroic face said impatiently: "Since you are not with us, then stop talking nonsense!"

"Yes, let's go!"

"Goodbye! Goodbye!"

The dwarves began to mutter, and seemed to be urging Gandalf to leave quickly.

But in fact, everyone's eyes showed reluctance for Gandalf.

A smile appeared on Gandalf's face, and then he glanced meaningfully at the dense forest, turned his horse's head, and galloped towards the south.

As the sound of horseshoes faded away, Bilbo and the dwarves who were walking towards Mirkwood looked back one after another.

When Gandalf's figure completely disappeared on the horizon, the dwarves sighed in frustration. Bilbo's face was a little complicated. He touched the ring he had hidden in his pocket with his right hand, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the dark forest.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian's eyes followed Gandalf's galloping horse, wondering if he would also come forward and play a role in this magnificent epic movement...

Just when there was a strong and obvious interest on his face, a sharp silver sword appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Lin Zhongtian was slightly taken aback, and then he couldn't help but have black lines all over his head.

"There is a performance fee for the performance!"

Lin Zhongtian bargained seriously, and the floating sword in front of him immediately emitted a white light.

"That means this is my performance fee?"

Lin Zhongtian held the hilt of the sword thoughtfully, and stroked the hard blade.

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"Gandalf, I have felt that something is moving in the invisible shadows, it is growing in strength, and it is cunningly hiding from our sight..."

"Beware of those necromancers, they are not as simple as we have seen."

"Go to the tombs in the mountains quickly, if the enemy has returned, we must know!"

Recalling Galadriel's words, the expression on Gandalf's face became more serious.

The closer he got to the high hills, the more he felt the dark power that disturbed him.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, thunder and lightning, dark clouds, and heavy rain poured down in an instant
Frowning slightly, Gandalf galloped on through the rain.

Just as he walked around the protruding cliff ahead, he suddenly found a figure galloping on a horse in the rain curtain ahead.

He has a tall and strong figure, wearing light and strong black leather armor, carrying two two-handed swords, and his silvery white hair is neatly combed behind his head, and it rises and falls with the galloping horse below him.

Gandalf narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of vigilance rose in his heart.

Looking from behind, he knew that this person must be a brave warrior.

If it was elsewhere, he would definitely come forward to make acquaintance with this soldier.

But here is a high hill, and the dark power pervading everywhere makes him have to be wary of any stranger who appears here.

At this moment, the galloping warrior seemed to have noticed Gandalf following behind him, and immediately slowed down his horse speed gradually.

Gandalf's heart sank, he pulled the reins, stopped ten meters away from the opponent, pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and looked at the opponent vigilantly.

"Who are you?"

Gandalf asked in a deep voice.

The man steered the horse and turned around, revealing a handsome face with a scar on his left eye.

"Geralt of Rivia." Lin Zhongtian lowered his eyes, looked at Gandalf in front of him through the rain, and replied in a low voice, "A witcher from the Far East."

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(End of this chapter)