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Chapter 1087 Doomsday Volcano

The sky of Mordor was filled with the colors of blood and fire. Zhao Wuji squatted behind the black basalt, watching a drop of magma slide down the cliff and hiss white smoke on the scorched earth. Three days ago, he volunteered to join the Mordor Arms Transport Team - this most dangerous position can touch the most valuable spoils.

"Rookie! Stop standing there!" The overseer Ugluk swung his spiked whip, "Move that box of battering ram parts to the second aisle!"

Zhao Wuji picked up the rusty metal box and pretended to stumble towards the safe route marked by the system. Since unlocking the three-second foresight ability, his survival rate on the battlefield has greatly improved, but the cursed land of Mordor still makes every nerve tense.

[High-value items detected: Special rivets from Morgul Blacksmith Shop (complete) x 12, estimated value 80 gold/piece] The system suddenly highlighted a small package of parts in the corner of the box in the field of vision.

He quietly inserted the rivet into his boot and continued forward. The end of the passage suddenly opened up - on a naturally formed lava platform, a dozen craftsmen were assembling a giant catapult. Even more shocking was that three humans in black robes stood on the edge of the platform, holding strange metal instruments to measure the flow rate of the magma.

"Is that a watch?" Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes. Those instruments definitely did not belong in Middle-earth.

【It is recommended to keep your distance】

Suddenly, the ground shook violently. The rock formations at the edge of the platform cracked into spider-web-like cracks, and the rocks beneath a man's feet collapsed!

"Help!" The man grabbed the iron branch protruding from the crevice, with a boiling lava lake under him.

Zhao Wuji's muscles tensed, and he instinctively rushed over -

[Absolutely prohibited!] The electric shock of the system is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, [rescue will interfere...]

"Then watch him die?"

[Compromise: Throw out the water bag]

Zhao Wuji pulled off the water bag from his waist and threw it at the fallen man with all his strength. The water bag exploded above the magma, and the steam cloud formed instantly lifted the man up, buying the crucial three seconds for rescue. The others took the opportunity to pull him up with a sling.

“Who was that just now—” When the rescued person looked around, Zhao Wuji had already hidden in the shadows.

When work was over in the evening, an unexpected visitor came to the coolie camp. He was holding a parchment roll and inspected each slave accompanied by Ugluk.

“Someone saved our people today,” he left this.

Zhao Wuji lowered his head and took the paper handed to him - it was a letter of thanks with a silver seal, and Peter Jackson's name was signed at the end. The slaves around him were puzzled, but the system had already given an estimate: [Handwritten letter of thanks, worth 5000 gold to a specific collector]

"System, how many layers does this world have?" Zhao Wuji's fingers trembled slightly as he hid the letter into the lining.

[Multiple Realities] The system hesitated for a rare moment. [Focus on your gold coin goal]

At dawn the next day, the Battle of Black Gate began. Zhao Wuji was assigned to the front line to carry arrows - this position of death was the result of his careful calculation. When the horn of the two armies sounded, he followed the system's prompts and deliberately fell to the ground when Aragorn shouted, and his helmet "just happened" to roll to the open space between the two armies.

"Idiot!" the captain roared and kicked him.

Zhao Wuji pretended to crawl to retrieve the helmet in panic, but in fact he let it be trampled by the warhorse, leaving it with perfect "battle damage" marks. That night, the helmet was sold at a private auction in the camp for 200 gold coins - "a real battlefield relic that Aragorn had seen."

"How many more of these 'relics' are there?" a Gondorian noble asked anxiously.

Zhao Wuji smiled but did not answer. He showed five other pieces of armor with varying degrees of damage: "Each piece has an individual number and is out of print."

【商业创新：战场纪念品2.0版本，利润率提升至800%】系统显示他的金币余额突破25万大关，【新能力解锁：每日3次致命伤害免疫(持续10秒)】

To test his new abilities, Zhao Wuji "accidentally" entered the archery range during the next day's training. When the arrow of the Rohan cavalry pierced his left arm, the whole audience exclaimed - but the wound did not bleed, and the arrow shaft fell to the ground as if it had passed through the air. "Dark magic!" The soldiers retreated with exorcism gestures.

Zhao Wuji pretended to smile mysteriously, but his heart was beating like thunder. The immune effect was more amazing than he imagined - not only was it painless, but even his clothes were intact. That night, the nickname "Immortal" spread throughout the military camp.

On the seventh day of the battle, Zhao Wuji was finally allowed to enter the heart of Mordor. In the sulfur smoke, the ruins of Sauron's foundry looked like the skeleton of a giant beast. He followed the system's instructions and collected several special slags - these metals reshaped by high temperatures would show strange runes in the sun.

[Fragments of the Dark Language Forging Secret Art] The system identified it as [a non-plot item, but it carries dangerous energy]

The most valuable discovery came from a half-collapsed shed. Under the collapsed beams, Zhao Wuji found a whole box of unused Uruk armor decorative rings - made of pure tungsten, each engraved with a number. These were supposed to be equipped for Saruman's elite guards, but were forgotten due to the sudden change in the war situation.

[Suggestion: Keep it as a high-level trading chip] System note, [Currently estimated at 200 gold/piece, double the value for dwarves]

Just as he bent down to pick it up, he heard a metallic friction sound behind him. Zhao Wuji stiffened all over - that was definitely not a sound that a human could make.

"Finally found you, thief." said a distorted electronic voice.

Zhao Wuji turned slowly and saw a two-meter-tall black shadow standing at the entrance of the passage.

"System. Is this part of the plot?"

[Immediate evacuation recommended]

The shadow stepped forward, its movements ten times smoother than a real orc. It raised its right arm, and the palm suddenly cracked, revealing spinning metal jagged teeth. "Hand over the elves' things."

Zhao Wuji reached for the elven dagger at his waist, a trophy from the Dusk Star Guard. Just as the sawtooth was about to touch his throat, the system prompt sounded:

[Fatal damage immunity activated, remaining times 2/3]

He took the opportunity to slide under the model's crotch and rushed to the exit without looking back.

Zhao Wuji didn't dare to stop and breathe until he returned to the safe area of ​​the camp. He took out the elven gold coin and found that it was emitting unnatural warmth, and runes appeared on the surface that were not originally there.

[Protective Elf Magic Detected] System Analysis, [This model has been eroded by dark forces]

Late at night, Zhao Wuji was counting today's harvest in the tent. When he was playing with the black metal wire he brought back from Moria, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingertips - the metal wire twisted itself and wrapped around his wrist like a living thing!

"What the hell—" He shook his hands vigorously, but heard a deep voice ringing directly in his brain:

“We see you.”

The wire fell to the ground and returned to normal, but the temperature in the tent seemed to have dropped by ten degrees. Zhao Wuji shivered all over, and the system interface suddenly flickered:

[Abnormal interference. Recommended immediately]

This was the first time he heard the system "stutter". Outside the window, the red clouds of Mordor obscured the stars, and the howling of unknown beasts came from afar. Zhao Wuji pressed the elven gold coins under his pillow, and in his light sleep, he kept dreaming of the sound of gears turning and a pair of completely black eyes that did not belong to any creature.

The next morning, the news spread throughout the camp: the Black Gate will launch the final battle today. Zhao Wuji checked the system panel - the gold coin balance was [258], and the number of fatal damage immunity had been refreshed. He looked towards the Doomsday Volcano, where the sky was an unnatural crimson purple.

"After today," he said to himself, "I will either be rich or I will be ashes."

[System Tips: It is recommended to collect the following items during the final battle: 1. The golden mask fragment of the Harad leader; 2. The complete toe bone of the Ringwraith mount; 3. The clapperboard left by the crew (invaluable to some collectors)]

Zhao Wuji tied his boots tightly and hid the elven dagger close to his body. Before leaving, he took a last look at the metal wires under his pillow - they had somehow woven themselves into the shape of a miniature Eye of Sauron, staring at him silently.