The Infinite Plunder of the Movie World

"What is this doing"

Bilbo rode a pony, which was not so easy to handle for him who had never ridden a horse before, how the two arms were loose... the reins, for fear that he would fall off if he was not careful.

Gandalf laughed and said: "Oh, they are betting that you will

Won't change your mind, most people bet you won't."

On the map, this journey is only a few tens of centimeters, but in reality, this journey and everything that will happen is destined to be a long journey.

This is a rare and novel experience for Ling Mo. He clearly has the fastest way to get to the Lonely Mountain, but he still chooses to ride a horse between the mountains and forests like everyone else, occasionally raining unexpectedly. And there was no obstacle.

"In the air, I smelled some very bad breath, which is disgusting. The rain came in time."

Compared with other people who endure the unexpected rainstorm, Ling Mo enjoys the arrival of the rainstorm instead.

"oh what is it"

Gandalf did not want to continue to pay attention to those complaining dwarves, and asked curiously after hearing Ling Mo's words.

Ling Mo thought for a while and said, "According to what you said here, it is the smell of darkness. It smells bad, rots, and dies. Didn't you notice it?"

Gandalf shook his head honestly and said, "This is not my area of ​​expertise. If you meet the brown-robed wizard Redagast, he will definitely give you more answers."

Even if they are all Maya, each Maya has different strengths and areas of expertise. The brown-robed wizard who spends all day with animals is closer to the sorcerer that people recognize.

And Gandalf, uh, the Berserker in the mage's garb, "Brown sorcerer, you should be able to see him soon."

Ling Mo said casually, at this time, the brown-robed wizard in the dark forest should have been attacked by dark creatures, and if he is right, he will meet them soon.

The team crossed the last bridge, and shortly before reaching Rivendell, the small team broke out for the first time.

Gandalf hoped that they would pass by Rivendell, where they could get supplies and help from King Elrond, at least King Elrond was one of the few elves who Gandalf thought could solve the map of the secret road of the Lonely Mountain.

But Thorin was surprisingly stubborn in this matter. Smaug's destruction of the kingdom of the Lonely Mountain dwarves, and the subsequent battle with the dwarves and orcs, the elves' standing by the way made Thorin think it was a betrayal, and they should have helped and did nothing! No one persuaded anyone, and Gandalf was not all good-natured, and left angrily, not wanting to endure any more stubborn dwarves today at least.

Seeing Gandalf leave angrily, Ling Mo, who had been a bystander, didn't say anything. When Thorin ordered to set up camp here tonight, Youyou turned around and left the team.

"hey where are you going"

Seeing Ling Mo leaving, Balin quickly asked.

Ling Motou waved at them without looking back, and said, "solve the trouble ahead of time, go and chop people."

This place, which is almost the first battle encountered in the original plot, is near here, inhabited by three 3 trolls who have relocated from the wasteland. In the original plot, if it weren't for Bilbo's wit and Gandalf's timely rush Come back, I'm afraid everyone will become food for trolls.

Ling Mo wasn't going to wait until the trolls were stealing the horses, so he took advantage of the time today to get rid of these guys first, at least he could get a good night's sleep tonight.

Chapter [*] Sculpture

Chapter [*] Booty

The troll holding the knife suddenly felt that he might not have woken up yet, otherwise, how could what happened in front of him happen! The knife couldn't fall, and he wanted to retract it, but the feeling from his arm was as if the knife was stuck in Just like in a crack in the stone, no matter how you can't break free.

Before he could continue to exert his strength, the rocks on both sides suddenly came to life, and a spike turned from a rock quickly grew longer and pierced into his back, penetrated, and stabbed out of his bore.

Released... the huge knife, Ling Mo looked at the last troll.

This troll originally wanted to take the opportunity to attack Ling Mo, but saw with his own eyes that his own kind was killed by a rock. When Ling Mo looked over, he suddenly lost all courage to fight. Cang Empress retreated and tripped over the debris on the ground. , the troll crawled towards the back with his hands and feet, and said quickly: "don't kill me, all here"

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of the long knife unsheathed sounded, and the sharp blade was driven into his forehead by an invisible force.

"Kill you, the things here are also mine."

Ling Mo shook his head and let the deadly long knife fly back.

A troll, a creature with such an ingenious appearance, as expected, let's die honestly, and save the disgusting people.

The long knife fell in his hand, Ling Mo ignored the two corpses here, and focused on the knife itself.

I don't know how long it has been in this cave. The surface of the scabbard on the ground is covered with dirt and dead leaves, and the handle of the knife does not look very good, but the blade is still sharp, reflecting Ling Mo's appearance from above. , can not find a single flaw, and there is no trace of rust.

"So, are elves the best weapon forge in the world?"

Ling Mo seemed to be talking to himself.

"Who said that, dwarves are, we are born good at casting"

, Balin got up from the ground, patted the dirt stained on his white beard, and said dissatisfiedly: "Even the weapons made by the children of the dwarves are a hundred times stronger than those of the elves!"

Although he said so, Balin happily picked up a knife from the ground, and the way he couldn't put it down was completely different from what he said.

Ling Mo glanced at him and said helplessly: "Just be happy."

In many stories, the weapons made by elves always seem to be related to the flashy, as if this race is obsessed with the pursuit of beauty, without considering practicality.

But it seems to be different in this world, as can be seen from the attitude of Bahrain, the weapons made by elves almost represent the highest craftsmanship in this world.

Yes, it is true that dwarves are also good at casting, but at present, what they cast can only be said to be conventional weapons, and those real high-spec weapons are almost all the hands of the spirit.

Everything in this cave is these three cannibals, but it's different now.

Ling Mo retracted the long sword into its scabbard, then picked up a long sword that was almost completely buried by spider webs on the ground, and said to the others, "I only need these, and you will handle the rest."

"real"

This is the best time for the dwarves to see someone so generous. After all, there are not only some weapons belonging to elves in this cave, but also a large amount of gold Ling Mo just smiled. After all, it's just a precious gold

Just belong.

He picked up a dagger from the ground, which was a pocket-sized sword compared to other weapons, Ling Mo turned around and left, saying, "Divided your property, I can't stand the stench here."

When passing by Bilbo, Ling Mo casually threw the broken sword he had just picked up to Bilbo, "Throw away your branches, you need real weapons, unless you want to make the enemy laugh to death."

Bilbo quickly took the Broken Sword, looked at the Broken Sword in his hand, hesitated, and said, "I can't take it."

Ling Mo said to Bilbo: "Take it, the size: it is very suitable for you, and this is a weapon made by the elves, when the orcs approach, it will emit blue light, at least let you know when to avoid ."

After speaking, Ling Mo quickly left the cave. He didn't laugh, but he was choked up by the bad habit of the smell. Even if he held his breath, he could still detect the stench in the cave. He suddenly realized that if his enemy wanted to Dealing with yourself, then playing with some very, very ugly things to disgust yourself is absolutely very effective.

Leaving the cave, Ling Mo looked at the two weapons in his hand, took the long knife back into his system space, and kept only one sword on his body.

If he hadn't appeared here, this sword should have been obtained by Gandalf, and accompanied him in some series of battles after his experience. Unfortunately, Gandalf left halfway and has not come back yet, and Ling Mo did not return host"

His plan, this sword, was destined to be cut off by him.

As for the other knife, Ling Mo can't use it herself: but she can give it to Renette the next time she goes to Twilight World. She likes to collect weapons the most, and a weapon made by an elf is definitely a gift for her. kind of surprise.

"Apart from these three 3 trolls, are there any strange enemies here."

After a while Thorin came out, a long knife made by an elf that Balin had picked up before is now in his hand.

Ling Mo shook his head and said, "We can have a peaceful night tonight."

Just as Ling Mo had said, three 3 trolls were dealt with, and the next night was calm, until the next day when the team was ready to set off, Gandalf, who had left in frustration yesterday, returned to the team.

"Let me ask, where have you been?"

Thorin saw Gandalf suddenly running out and asked.

Gandalf got on his horse and said, "Look ahead."

"Why are you back again"

"Look behind."

Thorin smiled and nodded. He also knew that he was too stubborn yesterday. Although he was still not ready to change his mind, he did not want Gandalf to leave this team anyway.

"When I left, it looks like you experienced something."

Gandalf saw Thorin's long sword, and at a glance saw that it was a weapon made by the elves of the first century.

Thorin gestured to Ling Mo in the team, and said to Gandalf: "Some unpleasant things happened with a few trolls, our slayer is stronger than expected."

Chapter [*] Ridagast

Early in the morning, when the team had just left the station, the sound of branches being smashed came from the side without warning, as if something was passing through the dense forest and was approaching rapidly.

Before I could see who was coming, the voice belonging to the other party came from afar! "Thief! Robbery! Murder!"

Strange sound immediately.

Causing the team's vigilance, the dwarves took up arms one after another, and the horses that followed seemed to be disturbed by the strange sound.

Ling Mo patted the horse's neck to make it quiet, and when he heard the sound, he already knew who was coming, another Maiya.

A few seconds later, a manic old man rushed out of the woods, driving a strange device like a sleigh, but pulling the "sleigh"

It was not a horse or a dog, but a rabbit! A dozen gray rabbits pulled a grumpy and sloppy old man through the dense forest, and the speed in the jungle was much faster than the speed of a horse.

Of course, these taupe rabbits are huge, much larger than normal rabbits.

The rabbit and the old man suddenly stopped, and the old man looked at the guarding figures around him with a puzzled expression, and seemed to be wondering where he had gone.

"It's Redagast"

, At this time, Gandalf revealed the identity of the other party, the brown-robed wizard Ridagast, but Ridagas could not see the meaning of the wizard at all, wearing thick brown clothes, it looked as if suddenly Like a homeless man who ran out of nowhere, and there's even bird droppings on his hat.

In fact, inside Redagast's hat, his hair was actually made into a bird's nest by him.

"What the hell are you doing here, Redagast"

Gandalf rolled over and dismounted, curious as to why the neurotic Radagast appeared here.

The arrival of Redagast brought a very bad news to Gandalf. The dark jungle where he lived was shrouded in darkness, and all things no longer grew, and the evil and huge stagnant entrenched there.

"I followed them, and they came from Dol Gudu."

“From Dole Ancient City”

Gandalf said, "That . . . ancient fortress has been abandoned."

Radagast shook his head, and said quietly: "No, Gandalf, it doesn't."