Shadow Bear Tibbers’ Plane Journey

"Hello! Are you the kind of bearded dwarves who are particularly good at ironing and smelting metals?!"

In the recent two days in Rivendell, Anne and Tibbers, after careful research and discussion, quickly formulated a Lord of Subversion Middle-earth World called "Twilight of the Gods" and gave it to The aboriginal gods here are looking for troublesome little plans!

However, after pondering it again, they found that the plan was all very well, and it seemed that it was feasible to implement it? However, in the case of not being able to use magic at will, Annie found that the only shortcoming is: she urgently needs some experts who are particularly good at smelting metals and have special research in building machinery!

She had considered cultivating some human blacksmiths, but after inquiring about some elves, she discovered that the current human iron smelting technology is very primitive, just staying in the era of small workshop production and building farm tools, cold weapons and armors. Can't meet her basic requirements!

As for the elves, let alone, she can see that those elves are too lazy to die! Although their skills are not bad, their scale is too small, and the number of craftsmen is even less pitiful. Sometimes, it takes them several times longer to create a sword to carve those useless patterns? This emphasis on efficiency is something Annie absolutely cannot tolerate!

So, when she didn't think about what to do, she discovered that a group of dwarves came to Rivendell? So, after hearing that dwarves are good at mining and iron-making, she hurriedly got in there.

"Huh? Rivendell still has a little human girl here?"

They just came to Rivendell, just now when the elves who made them very upset led them to sit down and rest in a hall. Suddenly, Ge Luoyin, the son of Geyin, had been on a solitary expedition with Thorin Oak Shield. Shan, the old dwarf who fought the evil dragon, saw a human little girl rushing in outside the door?

"Yes, we should be the kind of bearded dwarves who are good at mining and smelting metals! In fact, all of our dwarves are good at mining and smelting metals!"

Thinking that this little girl was a child from a human noble family who had also come to Rivendell, Groin touched her beard and smiled indifferently.

"That's it? So, do you accept employment? I need some dwarves to work for me, I can pay you!"

Now that these dwarves were indeed the kind of coolies she needed, Annie spoke impatiently. If she had not agreed not to use magic casually, a contract would have passed, so where would it be so troublesome?

"Uh... why not? If you can afford it..."

After looking at each other with several of his companions and his son Jin Li, Groyin joked half open.

He didn't think that this little human girl could afford to hire them and these dwarves. After all, after they had expeditioned to the Lone Mountain with Thorin decades ago, after killing Smaug, they gained endless gold and wealth. Now The Turin dwarf tribes in Lonely Mountain and Iron Hills live a rich life and are not short of money.

"Great! I need at least two hundred dwarf craftsmen to work for me. If you can find me, these magic gems with magical powers are all yours!"

Without hesitation, Annie suddenly took out a large pocket of high-energy crystals directly from her seemingly small pocket, and then graciously pushed it in front of the dwarf leader.

"How did you make this pocket? You are... a wizard?!"

"Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to make one point: Actually, we Turin dwarves don't need much money..."

Frowning and looking up and down for a while at the little girl standing in front of him, Groyin opened the pocket curiously, and then he tightened it instantly at a faster speed. Pocket, and hugged it directly in his arms.

This action made the son Jin Li next to him grumble and stare at his old father with dissatisfaction. He just didn't have time to see what was inside!

"We came to Rivendell's team this time. There are almost 300 guards. They are all skilled craftsmen! Excuse me, how long do you need us to do for you?"

Groin, who originally only planned to come back to Rivendell after the meeting, suddenly felt that if he could make some extra money by the way, it seemed like a good choice? Anyway, idle is idle, and there is nothing to do when I go back to Gushan, right?

"Um... I want you to help me with so long work!"

After thinking about it for a while, Little Annie, who was not sure about the prices, stretched out two white and tender fingers after a little discussion with the little bear. She thinks it should be almost the same in two months, right?

"Two years? The deal!!!"

"..."

"Strangers from afar, or old friends, welcome to Imratri..."

In front of an unusually old elven building in Rivendell, next to a creek, but also under the shade of a huge oak tree, where the Noldor elves placed a large backwood around the trunk chair. Whether it’s the humans from Gondor, the dwarves of the lone mountain, the Silvan wood elves in the dark dense forest, or the messengers of the Los Luolin elves in the Golden Forest, they all sat in groups on their seats and surrounded them. Formed into a big circle, began to listen to the speech of Elrond King Noldor High Elf, the organizer of the conference.

Of course, here, in addition to the messengers of the major forces mentioned above, there are also the gray-robed wizard Gandalf and his friend Aragorn, the hobbit the hobbit Frodo, and a certain eastward Xi Pan, obviously absent-minded, seems to be a little bit impatient human girl?

"Today, you are summoned here together to deal with Mordor's threat."

"Believe me, Middle-earth has reached its most critical moment! If inaction continues, by then, no race can survive this catastrophe!"

"For you now, there are only two choices left: either, unity! Or, perish..."

King Elrond stood in front of the main seat next to the oak tree trunk and looked at these thoughtful representatives of various races. He tried his best to speak in a solemn tone, while being able to attract the attention of these people.

"We don't have much time. Until now, Sauron's magic eye is still watching here! Soon, all the races in Middle-earth will not be able to escape this fate and this disaster!"

When he saw that the dwarves in the seat were absent, but the human messenger seemed to have another purpose, King Elrond could only sigh secretly.

Now, just from the attitudes of the representatives of all parties, he can almost see it: In the face of Sauron and his evil forces, the Turin dwarves obviously have nothing to do with their attitude. ! And Gondor, the human kingdom who bears the brunt, seems to come here with ulterior motives?

As for the two elven forces, let alone ask for too much...

After all, the two tribes have now begun to organize their tribesmen to respond to the call of the gods, go to Grey Harbor, prepare to cross the sea west, and sail along the straight channel to Amenzhou by boat, right? When the time comes, how many elves are still willing to stay in Midway?

"Okay, please bring the ring, Frodo..."

Since the representatives of all ethnic groups seemed to be absent now, King Elrond didn't bother to say more, so he just went straight to the topic.

If it were the Supreme Lord of the Rings, these people who came here would definitely be interested, right?

Therefore, King Elrond stared at the hobbit, while reaching out to the small stone platform surrounded by them, making a gesture of asking, indicating that Frodo can now temporarily set the Supreme Lord of the Rings. place it here.

"..."

Seeing that King Elrond was about to let himself surrender the ring, Frodo did not hesitate much, and directly took two steps forward.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the front of the small stone table, and from his pocket, took out the golden ring that countless people dream of. It is said that it possesses endless magic power and represents power. And placed it gently flat in the middle of the top of the stone table.

"This……"

After seeing the small golden ring on the stone table clearly, the representatives of all ethnic groups began to agitate.

"The legend turned out to be true...?"

At this time, the representative of Gondor, Boromir, the eldest son of the current regent of Gundo, Dineser II, suddenly lit his eyes after seeing the Lord of the Rings, and he kept rubbing his beard. I don’t know what kind of horrible idea he is making.

At this time, the Hobbit Frodo, who put down the ring and returned to his seat, let out a sigh of relief.

He thinks that after surrendering this ring, he will be able to get rid of all this soon, and then return to the Shire happily with his partner Sam and the others?

However, what he didn't know was that this supreme lord of the ring had just been placed on the stone round table, and it had more or less had some very bad influence on the representatives of the various races present.

"In my dream, I saw the eastern sky dimmed..."

At this time, Boromir, the human representative of the Gondor Kingdom, stood up first.

"But in the West, there is still a glimmer..."

"A voice kept yelling to me: Your destruction is close at hand! The Essiduo Nemesis has been found..."

While talking, Boromir slowly moved forward, kept approaching the round stone table, and then slowly stretched out his trembling hand, as if he wanted to pick up the supreme demon on the table. Quit? !

"Boromir!"

When Borromir was about to touch the Lord of the Rings, King Elrond just wanted to stop him, but where did he think that Gandalf, the gray-robed wizard, who was sitting on the side and guarding closely, had taken the lead?

An obscure piece of fishing gear began to echo in everyone's ears, and Boromir who was about to touch the Lord of the Rings instantly retracted his hand.

I don't know, what kind of spells Gandalf, the old man Maya, did he chant, or is he planning to give the representatives of all races here a smash?

Therefore, while he kept chanting the spells loudly, he actually made the entire Rivendell sky instantly darkened, and at the same time, the tremor made everyone feel that the sky was spinning, and it was forced immediately. Boromir, who was about to encounter the Supreme Lord of the Rings, also had to step back step by step, and collapsed again to sit back in his original seat.

"..."

"Cut! Isn't it impossible to use powerful magic casually? What is it if this is not a large magic?!"

Compared to the dizzy and painful look that other people were showing, Annie on the side seemed more natural.

Now she just glanced at the bad old man in front of her with disdain, and at the same time murmured very uncomfortably.

Before losing him, he kept saying why he was not allowed to use too powerful magic in front of mortals. He still uses it directly now? Can this kind of large-scale biological deterrence that can affect the climate and senses be classified into ordinary small-power magic?

This is obviously a different treatment! What did Annie say when she was on earth? correct! It seems that only officials are allowed to light the lamp, but civilians are not allowed to set fire?

It seems...probably...is that the same thing anyway?

Humph! Wait and see, at that time, if the Middle-earth world of their gods is not messed up, she will definitely not leave here easily!

"No one has ever dared to pronounce such an evil spell in Imratri (Rivendell)! Gandalf..."

King Elrond recognized it right away. The spell Gandalf chanted just now was the inscription on the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and at the same time it drove the magical power of the Lord of the Rings itself, and this could cause such a big world vision.

Therefore, when everything resumed as before, Elf King Elon stared at Gandalf, who was seated again, reprimanded.

"I know what I did, and I don't ask for your forgiveness, King Elrond..."

"Because, the dark spell from Mordor may not be long before it will resound throughout the Western world of Middle-earth! Therefore, I am just reminding you that this supreme lord of the ring is an evil existence, we It must be discussed how to deal with it!"

Gandalf stood up again, explained slowly, looked around the representatives of all races with sharp eyes and warned again. He didn't want to see a daredevil like the daredevil Boromir who just wanted to come forward and touch the Lord of the Rings casually.

"No... this is a gift, it's a gift against Mordor!"

When Gandalf had just finished speaking and was about to go back to sit down, Boromir from Gondor hurriedly stood up again and pointed to the Lord of the Rings.

"Why don't we try to make good use of this ring? My father, the regent of the Kingdom of Gondor, has been committed to resisting Mordor's forces on the east side of the Anduin River..."

"It is because of our Gondor people's **** battles that you can be saved!"

Looking at the Noldor elves, golden forest elves, and dwarves who are more to the west of the Middle-earth Continent, Boromir's tone began to become unfriendly, and he spoke a little bit violently.

"Now, I suggest that the weapon against Mordor be given to us Gondor, and let us use it to fight the common enemy!"

For a long time, only the Kingdom of Gondor and the army of Gondor have been fighting on the front line with the Orcs of Mordor, and only the people of Gondor have sacrificed!

They Gondor fought with the remnants of Mordor for countless years, and even more than a thousand years ago, they lost Minas Ihir in the valley of the former capital of their kingdom for this reason!

Until now, in the recent period of time, Mordor’s offensive has become stronger and stronger. As a senior general in Gondor, Boromir himself has known for a long time, if only the power of Gondor is a country, if this continues , It must not last long...

So, now at Rivendell, when he saw this legendary supreme Lord of the Ring with enormous magical power and might, and then remembered the legends and records of Boromir, he was very eager to get this one. Ring, and wanted to change Gondor's current increasingly depressed army.

This, at the same time, what his father, Prime Minister Dineser II of Gondor expected, was the reason why Boromir temporarily left the front line of Osgilius this time and came here to act as a messenger. !

"I'm sorry, you can't control it, and none of us here can! The Supreme Lord of the Rings, it only obeys the orders of Demon Lord Sauron, it has no other master!"

At this time, Aragorn, who had been sitting silently as the audience who didn't speak much, finally couldn't help but speak.

"Oh? That's ridiculous! You... a mere ranger? How much do you know?!"

Hearing that someone behind him dared to refute his words, Boromir turned around for the first time.

When he discovered that it was the strange human man he had seen at the place where the fragment of the Nasir holy sword was placed the night before, he couldn't help but start to furious.

What is his identity of Boromir? He is not only the eldest son of the regent of Gondor, but also the frontline general of Gondor. He has been fighting with the Mordor army on the front lines on both sides of the Anduin River all the year round. He is also the ambassador of the Kingdom of Gondor to Rivendell to preside over the meeting!

And what is the identity of the man in front of him? How dare you take the lead to refute yourself when all the other qualified messengers have not spoken? !

"Well, I actually wanted to say it a long time ago!"

"I don't have too many opinions about other representatives or messengers of various forces who are qualified to sit here! Even the Hobbit who brought us the Lord of the Rings, I still don't have much ideas! But, this man, who is he? Why is he qualified to sit here and listen to us discuss major issues concerning the survival of Middle-earth?"

"Also! This little girl here! Who is she? If I am not mistaken, she is a little human girl, right? Why can she sit here too? Isn't she a princess of a certain country? !"

After staring at Aragorn, who was irritatingly refuting himself, Boromir turned his head and looked to the other side. The one sitting next to Gandalf, still looking around, holding a soft toy. The little human girl who bears no peace for a moment!

According to Boromir, this little girl is about eight years old at most, right?

Therefore, he did not understand why such a little girl would be allowed to attend an important meeting like this now? In the western part of Middle-earth, Boromir remembers what other kingdoms or forces are eligible to attend this meeting? Let alone send a little girl to participate! Could it be that all the men in their country are dead? !

"What am I to do with you here?!"

Originally, in extreme boredom, Annie was looking up at a dozing red and green bird on the branch of the big oak tree. She wondered whether she would find a chance when the meeting was over. Is it caught and plucked and roasted? Or steamed?

But where did she think that she was good herself, and she didn't hire anyone and didn't provoke anyone. Why did this uncle beard come to blame herself? She didn't want to come, did he think he rarely attended this broken meeting?

Therefore, Annie, who refused to suffer, stared back fiercely in the first time!

If it weren’t for King Elrond, the big elf boss sitting in the first place, and the old bearded thief Gandalf next to herself, she wouldn’t want to attend this Lord of the Rings meeting. Just now, she was going to die of boredom. Up! If you have time to listen to them, these weird uncles are scornful, why not fly to the tree to catch the big bird that looks delicious!

The left and right are just a tattered ring, so what's so rare?

If you let her handle it by herself, just throw it into her space bag, and make sure that the great lich named Sauron will never find it! Or, simply burn it with flames yourself?

No matter how bad, she can open a long-distance portal directly to the top of the mountain pass of what doomsday volcano, and then easily throw the tattered away?

Of course, although Little Annie has a way to deal with it, she just didn't say it, and she was mad at them! Let them go in a hurry!

"Ahem...I forgot to introduce to everyone..."

Hearing Boromir’s questioning, Gandalf, who was sitting on the side, stretched out his hand and hurriedly appeased the man who was planning to give the human uncle on the opposite side a good-looking Annie, before hurriedly introducing to the other envoys:

"This one is Her Excellency Anne Hasta, as you can see, she is indeed a human being."

"But... she is also a witch stronger than me! So, Boromir, I think it is not a wise choice for you to offend such an existence casually..."

Gandalf's meaning is already very obvious, and he should confess his mistake and apologize as soon as possible, otherwise, if the little girl gets mad after being provoked, even he may not be able to stop it.

"..."

Well, such a humble little girl is a wizard even more powerful than this old man? ! If that is the case, then he really cannot afford to offend.

"What about him? Who is he?!"

However, asking him to apologize to a little girl from General Boromir, that is absolutely impossible! Therefore, he had to turn his head awkwardly, and once again looked at the ranger who had dared to refute his words.

A little girl wizard, he really can't provoke him, but this lonely little ranger, he can always bully and make things difficult, right? Anyway, the kingdom of Arno in the north has long since disbanded, and all that is left is a group of rangers fighting each other without a leader, and they will never become a big climate!

"He is Aragorn, the son of Alasson II and Gillene, the 39th grandson of Esidor! Do you think he is qualified to sit here?"

"And, if I remember correctly, you should now need to swear allegiance to him..."

At this moment, a handsome elf, who had been silent and had a good relationship with Aragorn, couldn't help it, and suddenly stood up and said loudly.

During these years of traveling in Aragon, he, the elven prince of Silvan, has forged a deep friendship with Aragon! Now, seeing his friends being made things difficult, then he must help a group.

Actually, the longevity species of all races here are more or less acquainted with Aragorn, the friendship between each other is pretty good, and they also know a little about Aragorn's true identity.

Even in the early years, Aragorn also concealed his real name and served as a general under the regent of Gondor, Exelion II. He not only made great achievements for Gondor, but also made Exy Leon loves this mysterious officer even more than his own son Dineser!

It is a pity that the life span of ordinary humans is too short. Two generations later, this Boromir doesn't recognize him anymore. Therefore, the reason why the future Aragorn can successfully ascend the throne of Gondor is not completely unreasonable!

Look, now except for those fast-dead humans in the Gondor Kingdom who have forgotten him, the heads and brains of other races, isn't that closely related to him? With such a wide network of contacts, let alone a legal inheritance of a kingdom, even if you directly usurp the throne, it is estimated that these bigwigs will open their eyes and close their eyes, right?

"..."

"Aragon...? This is the descendant of Esiduo?!"

If the little witch who was said to be very powerful just now was someone who didn't dare to offend easily and was able to make herself scared, then this ranger now could shock Borromir.

Their Gondor Kingdom has no king for nearly a thousand years, and it has always been regent by the prime minister.

And now, a savage man he didn't know just ran out and wanted to pretend to be the royal family of their Gondor, pretending to be the offspring of Elendil? What a joke! ?

So, what Boromir said just now was very scheming, because he just made it clear that the opponent is a descendant of Esiduo, and didn't say anything else!

This is because, after the death of the King of Gondor in the Third Age in 1944, when Gondor faced an inheritance crisis, the Prime Minister of Gondor decided and pointed out two very important precedents that affected the future choice of Gondor. The law, that is: First, the successor of Icido must never become the king of Gondor! Second, only the eldest or remaining direct descendants of the Ana Ryan family can ascend the throne!

As a result, a very interesting phenomenon appeared here: Elendil was the son of Amendil, Prince Andu Nai of the Numanor Empire. At the same time, the father of Esidor and Anarion was from the north of the Middle-earth Continent. The founding kings of the Kingdom of Fangarno and the Kingdom of Gondor in the south of the Midway Continent!

In this way, a strange thing happened: After Elendil died, Esidor officially transferred the inheritance of Gondor to his brother Ana Ryan, but he himself chose to go north to the Kingdom of Arno.

Therefore, in legal theory, all the descendants of Esiduo's direct or collateral line must not have the right to inherit the throne of Gondor! However, if the descendants of Essidor claim to be the direct descendants of Elendil, then, jurisprudentially, they must have the absolute right to inherit the kingdom of Jarno and the kingdom of Gondor at the same time!

To put it simply, the descendants of Icido cannot inherit the Kingdom of Gondor! However, the descendants of Elendil can! Even if they are actually the same person!

To put it more bluntly, it is: Dad’s son, Uncle A, can’t inherit the inheritance of Uncle A’s extinct heir, but he can, however, Grandpa’s grandson Uncle A! how about it? Is this a very **** logic?

And now, this Aragorn is the 39th-generation grandson of Esidor. If he dares to use this name to plan to inherit the Kingdom of Gondor, Borromir can confidently draw out his sword and fight with him. Even if he killed the opponent directly, no one would dare to talk a little gossip!

Because the thirty-nine generations of Esiduo’s grandsons have no right to demand the succession of the King of Gondor!

However, if this Aragorn is in the name of Elendil’s fortieth grandson, he is asking the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Gondor to return the kingdom’s throne to him, and if Boromir doesn’t want to rebel against him. If the name is loyal, then he can only do it honestly!

"..."

"Gondor has no king! Gondor doesn't need a king now!"

After looking at the Silvan Elf Representative behind him, he turned his head and stared at the so-called Son of Alasson who was sitting in a slightly embarrassing position, Boromir snorted and turned his head straight to his position. Walked and said in a gloomy tone at the same time.

Now, he didn't want to argue about the Lord of the Rings anymore.

He just slumped in his seat, panting heavily, and staring fiercely at the legal king of the so-called Gondor Kingdom from time to time.

He Boromir never admits that this so-called son of Arathon who has not contributed to Gondor, but wants to jump out and pick peaches at this time!

(PS: Personally, I think that Boromir’s disapproval of Aragorn planted the cause of death! How could the old thief Gandalf, who has lived for thousands of years in insidious cunning, tolerate his continued living as a stumbling block? Otherwise, why? No one in the Fellowship was okay. The few hobbits who didn’t use the **** were all well, but let the eldest son of Prime Minister Gondor who opposed the Aragonese throne go out and die?!)

"Aragorn is right, this Supreme Lord Ring, none of us can use it!"

Seeing that there was no conflict between the two again, Gandalf grinned reluctantly, and then quickly summed it up. He didn't want the two sides to be entangled with Aragon's identity! At least, it shouldn't be this time.

"So, we now have only one choice left, and that is: try to destroy this evil lord of the ring!"

After seeing everyone finally calm down, the host of the meeting, King Elrond finally stood up again and said.

Now, the external evil forces have begun to gather and watch, and Isengard's strong orcs are also showing signs of haunting, so he Elrond must not let this Supreme Lord of the Ring continue to stay here at Rivendell! Today, they must make a reasonable choice for this and come up with a plan!

When the Elf King Elrond's speech was over, the representatives of the various races began to look at each other a little.

Obviously, destroying this Lord of the Rings, they have no opinion for the time being, and they dare not have any opinion! Anyway, the Lord of the Rings can't be taken away by any of the houses here, and no one can get it if it is ruined. This is a good way!

However, how to destroy it, this is a big question...

"Then what are we waiting for?!"

Suddenly, a simple and reckless voice roared.

Afterwards, before everyone could react, a bearded dwarf picked up the big axe hidden behind his seat, and went up to the Supreme Lord of the Rings on the stone table. It was a violent slash that struck Huashan. hit!

In the next instant, after a loud crash, something shocked the dwarves: their sharp axe, under the immense power, broke and exploded into a pile of fragments? And that ring, lying on the stone table unscathed, didn't even have a nick?

"You can't destroy the Supreme Lord of the Rings, Jinli, son of Groyin!"

"In fact, no one of us can do this... The Lord of the Rings is forged from the flames of the Doomsday Volcano. Therefore, only in the flames of the Doomsday Volcano can it be successfully destroyed..."

After staring at the ring on the stone table and the broken axe fragments, King Elrond said word by word.

"Cut~!"

The little Annie on the other side, after taking a look at the dwarf on the ground who was still in a daze, she curled her mouth unhappily. The moment the other party had just stared at the big bird on the tree that she had been staring at for a long time frightened gone……

As for what Elrond said, Annie didn't quite agree with it.

In her opinion, destroying this Lord of the Rings is too simple! Her family’s fire magic technology is the strongest. Isn’t burning and melting a magic ring the same as playing? Where does the doomsday volcano need to go? But, seeing those people like them in a hurry but helpless, she secretly contemptuously didn't say anything!

"The Lord of the Ring must go deep into the territory of Mordor, and then throw it into the abyss of flames where it was cast."

"So, one of you must do this!"

The plan is there, but now who will execute it is a big question! After all, this is a nine-death, or even ten-death mission?

Therefore, after the words of Elf King Elrond, the representatives of all parties became quiet in an instant. This is obviously a life-threatening thing. No one dared to speak out first, nor did they want to be that early bird. stupid!

"Huh! Don't think about it! Entering Mordor is not easy!"

"Where, that dark gate, there are not only powerful evil guards, but also half-orcs and demons that are patrolling day and night! Sauron's evil eyes are constantly watching..."

"Besides, in Mordor, there is still a barren wasteland, full of flames, dust and ashes, and even the air you breathe is full of poisonous smoke... You don't even have a place to hide from enemies or to rest..."

"So, even if you give me 10,000 troops, I won't be able to fight in! Let alone sneak in by myself..."

Borromir, who had been fighting with Mordor all the year round, sneered and told everything he knew for the first time. Their Gondor scouts have been inquiring about the situation in Mordor during these years! Of course, there are more people discovered and tragically killed by the enemy!

"Did you not hear what King Elrond said? The Lord of the Rings must be destroyed!"

The elven prince Legolas saw that the human being was hitting morale again, and stood up again and retorted loudly.

"Then what you mean is: you do it?!"

Seeing his most unpleasant elf stood up, Jin Li, who had just cut the Lord of the Rings and failed to succeed, asked in a loud voice, unhappy.

"What if we fail? What should we do if Sauron gets the ring?!"

Boromir stood up again and joined the loud quarrel.

"Even if I die, I won't give the Lord of the Rings to any elf!"

Louder than his voice, Jin Li, the bearded dwarf, was of course unwilling to follow, so he also jumped out of the chair at the same time and directly raised his head and quarreled with the tall elf.

Got it! At this moment, the representatives of the human Gondor, several Silvan elves and the few dwarves who were supposed to be safe, all stood up one after another, and together started a pattern of quarreling about the Lord of the Rings.

"Ha! Interesting, so fun!"

Compared to the headaches of King Elrond, Gandalf and Aragorn, the little Annie, who has nothing to do with her, seems to have a lot of energy!

She didn't know where she got a plate of elf snacks, so she ate it while staring at the group of adults with interest. She was looking forward to their next martial arts!

Anyway, isn’t it often said on TV? When you can’t easily persuade each other with words, fist has become the best choice? At some point, the big fist is justified?

Things have developed to this point, Xiao Anni is ready to act as a qualified audience, she hopes that today, can see this group of people beaten up here?

"Never trust a perfidious elf!"

"Your greedy dwarves are not much better!"

"Yes, the greedy dwarves are obvious to all. They can even dig out the entire foggy mountain in order to find a piece of gold!"

"You nonsense! We dig Wushan obviously for the mythril mine! There is not much gold in Wushan!"

"No! The ring should be given to us humans!"

"Damn! I can't give you shameless humans! Back then, if the king of your humans hadn't put down the ring himself, it would have been ruined by now!"

"..."

As a result, seeing the more noisy and violent representatives of the parties, and the others who had not joined the battle group, they could only look at the high-levels of the various races who were pushing and clamoring, and were about to raise their fists.

Of course, there is an exception for this little girl! When other people are arguing, or distressed, or angry, Annie is the happiest!

"Please be quiet! Sauron's power is strengthening when you are arguing!"

"Shut up...you do not make sense to do this..."

"No! Anyway, I absolutely don't trust any of you! The Lord of the Rings should be given to us!"

"Yes! The Lord of the Rings should be kept by us humans! It used to belong to us humans!"

"..."

"No one can escape ~www.ltnovel.com~ you will all be destroyed..."

"Ugh……"

Right now, except for the Hobbit, a certain unscrupulous little girl, and the Elf King Elrond, who is leaning on the chair with one hand on his forehead and having a headache, everyone has been involved.

They were originally just for who was responsible for bringing the ring to the Doomsday Volcano, but they were arguing, and it became who would keep and own the ring? !

...

"I do!"

Finally, when I saw that even Gandalf was dragged into the quarreling gang by these people, and King Elrond seemed unwilling to take care of it, Frodo, the Hobbit, who had been watching the crowds in the meeting, was there. Finally couldn't help it.

Then, he stood up directly, walked to the side of the stone table, picked up the ring on the table, and said to the representatives of all ethnic groups who were still arguing loudly.

"I am willing to take this supreme lord of the ring to Mordor and to the top of the Doomsday Volcano! However, I may not know the way..."