American TV series: Start with the little Sheldon's wool

Chapter 595: Trolls and Villages
"Mr. Mike, we are heading deep into the Mirkwood. We are going to return the same way we came. Do you want to join us?"

At the outer border of Mirkwood (Rivendell), a bearded ranger came up to Mike and asked for instructions.

Middle-earth is a very vast continent. It has been a week since Michael left the Shire, and he is still wandering around the outskirts of the Mirkwood, walking only on his own two legs.

"My goal is to go through the Mirkwood and visit the northern plateau (Misty Mountains)." Mike stood up and said with a smile: "So we will say goodbye here. I wish you a safe journey back home~"

In the past few days since entering the Mirkwood, Mike has encountered several ranger teams that specialize in hunting goblins. If conditions permit, he doesn't mind traveling with these rangers.

It was under such circumstances that Bearded Gru's team met Mike.

At that time, Gru and a dozen rangers were hunting a group of green-skinned goblins, but they unexpectedly encountered a group of orcs.

When the situation was critical, Mike happened to pass by and killed the orcs and saved Gru and others.

Afterwards, out of gratitude, Gru's team escorted Mike all the way into the depths of the jungle for most of the day.

Now is the time to say goodbye.

Gru originally wanted to persuade Mike not to venture into the deep forest, but thinking of how he had defeated the orcs before, he swallowed his worry and said, "I also wish you a safe journey to the northern highlands."

"If you have the chance in the future, you can come to the mountain town outside the dense forest to find me. I will treat you with the best wine then~"

The rangers who were also rescued by Mike in the back also extended invitations and wished Mike a safe journey.

"See you someday~" After saying goodbye to the rangers again, Mike turned and walked into the depths of the dark forest.

Besides, in the depths of the dark forest, the vegetation is tall and lush, and the ground is always covered with black fog that cannot be dispelled, so it is difficult for sunlight to reach here.

This also makes the danger level in the deep forest several times more dangerous than outside.

"Do you think Mr. Mike can safely pass through Mirkwood?"

"I don't think it's a big problem... I heard that there is a lone ranger named "Big Strider" in the northern highlands who often travels through the mountains alone. Mr. Mike's skills should not be worse than his..."

"Big Strider" is not a very nice nickname. It refers to the ranger who suddenly appeared in the northern highlands in recent years. Because of his eccentric personality, he likes to travel alone and has great skills, so he was given such a strange derogatory name.

Of course, among the rangers, "Big Strider" is also a celebrity.

Just when the topic of the group of people turned to who was more powerful, Mike or "Big Strider", Gru said, "We have all seen Mr. Mike's ability. I believe he can definitely pass through the jungle safely. Let's not discuss it too much."

"We should take care of ourselves now and set off before it gets dark~"

Although the outskirts of the jungle are relatively safe, they are still very dangerous at night.

After being reminded by Gru, the group of people didn't hesitate any longer. After packing up their luggage, they retreated out of the dense forest.

On the other side, Mike, who had entered the depths of the dense forest, could clearly feel that it had become dark in the dense forest before the sun set.

That foggy feeling is like someone has covered a layer of gauze in front of your eyes.

"What a terrible environment~" Looking at the black fog floating around and the smell of decay filling his nose, Mike frowned and decided to speed up his pace and pass through the depths of the dense forest as soon as possible.

Although he really wanted to experience the life in Middle-earth, there was no need to force himself to endure hardship.

The next day came. Mike, who had been traveling all night, had not encountered any humans since entering the depths of the jungle. Instead, he saw several small villages that were in ruins.

We also encountered several scattered groups of orcs and two ogres traveling alone.

There's nothing much to say about the orcs. These legendary hybrids of humans and orcs simply can't survive Mike's second attack.

However, the two ogres had skin as hard as rock, and their height was over five meters. They ran like a heavy tank.

Mike used a lot of strength to kill them, but of course, he also gained valuable gold coins afterwards.

Yes, these ogres are different from the wandering orcs. They have a strong sense of territory.

Every time they occupy a place, they will devour all the surrounding resources and also collect the wealth left by their prey.

To humans living in the dense forests, ogres are more terrifying than orcs.

"Hmm, such a strong smell of blood~"

Mike, who had been traveling all night, was about to take a rest when he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

"It's not far from here, it seems to be a medium-sized village..." Mike, flying high into the sky, saw billowing smoke and heard the noisy wailing of humans.

Without thinking too much, he immediately flew towards the scene at full speed and arrived there in the blink of an eye.

This was indeed a medium-sized village. Many wooden houses had been knocked down by brute force, and there were broken limbs and burning flames everywhere.

In the center of the village, three ogres were gathering hundreds of villagers together like sheep. Any human who resisted would be smashed into meat paste by the weapons in the ogres' hands.

"Bert, be careful. This is our ration for the next period of time. If you break it, it will taste terrible..."

"William is right... Only a complete ration can make you feel the bursting sensation..."

"Okay, I'll try to be careful. It's just that these two-legged sheep are too fragile..."

Their huge appetites and violent tempers make it difficult for ogres to get along with others, so they usually travel alone.

However, the three ogres in front of him were different. For some reason, they gathered together without any conflict. When Tom, the tallest of the three ogres, grabbed a human and prepared to eat him, Mike swooped down from the sky and chopped off his arm with a sword.

Then, he used his divine power to lift the freed human and slowly lowered him to the ground.

When he turned around again, Mike summoned two balls of hellfire and threw them at the armless ogre and another ogre that was nearly seven meters tall.

The hellfire from the inside out seemed to burn the ogres' souls, causing them to fall to the ground and wail.

Even death is a luxury...

The redeemed humans, looking at the miserable plight of the two ogres, were not only not afraid, some even showed a look of joy.

"Devil, devil... don't kill me..."

However, this scene was extremely terrifying to Bot, the only remaining "little" ogre who was only five meters tall.

He seemed to be frightened, dropped his weapon and ran away.

...and soon disappeared into the jungle.

"Okay, you are safe. I will deal with the remaining ogre~" At the back, Mike comforted the villagers whose emotions were fluctuating, and then chased after the last ogre.

Based on the situation, Mike has recognized the identities of these three ogres. They are the three ogres who captured the dwarf group not long ago.

The names seemed to be Bert, William and Tom.

Now William and Tom are dead. As for why Bert was left behind, it was naturally because Mike wanted to take a look at the lair of the three ogres.

If I remember correctly, there were boxes of gold coins and gems, as well as three elven swords made by the ancient elves.

……

"Finally, I survived. Humans are so scary!"

Bot was so frightened that he ran back to his nest in one breath, gasping for breath and feeling lucky that he was still alive.

It will probably never forget the horrific scene just now.

"You seem a little slow!"

However, just as Bot was still in shock, a familiar voice came to his ears, like the devil's muttering.

Before it could turn around, the world in front of it began to roll upside down, and it could vaguely see the headless corpse of a ogre.

"So that was me..." Before Bot lost consciousness, he suddenly understood something.

At least he's not a fool.

"What an ugly race, even their blood stinks..." Mike looked at the fallen ogre, threw a ball of fire to burn it to ashes, and then carefully put the Holy Sword of Fire back into his body.

After this incident, he decided that next time, unless necessary, he would never use the holy sword to kill the ogres.

Next, it’s harvest time.

Although the gold coins are of little use to Mike, how can he go back empty-handed after coming here? Besides, who wouldn't want to take them for free?

Enduring the strong stench in the ogre's lair, Mike went straight to the deepest part of the cave.

In the dim environment, you can see a layer of gold coins on the ground and a few broken treasure chests piled in the corner.

On the badly weathered shelf next to the treasure chest, three dusty swords were hanging crookedly.

Mike took out the half-meter-long dagger, wiped off the dust, and flicked the sword with his fingers.

After a crisp "ding" sound, the unique vibration of the sword echoed in the cave.

"It is indeed a sword, but it is still not as good as the Flaming Holy Sword. If there is a chance, I can give it to Bilbo..." This elven sword is like a chicken rib to Mike, but the sword's built-in ability to warn of the approach of dark creatures is very useful to Bilbo.

It is considered as "waste" for recycling.

The situation of the remaining long sword and broadsword is similar to that of this short sword.

For Mike now, it is also useless...

After receiving the three most valuable elven swords, Michael turned around and cleared out all the wealth in the ogre's lair.

There are tens of thousands of gold coins and hundreds of walnut-sized gems of various types, which is a considerable fortune.

When Mike finished dealing with matters in the ogre's lair and returned to the village, the fires everywhere had been put out by the villagers.

The old village chief with a white beard was leading the villagers to commemorate those who had died in the previous resistance against the ogres.

"The hero who killed the troll is back!"

Seeing Mike coming back, the old village chief immediately came to greet him. The villagers in the back, with red eyes, also looked over here with gratitude.

(End of this chapter)