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Chapter 600 Adventure Team and the Elves
At the same time, Bilbo's dwarf adventure team, led by the grey-robed wizard Gandalf, was heading towards the middle section of the Misty Mountains.

In fact, if the dwarf adventure team wants to reach Lonely Mountain quickly, the best route is to take the northern highlands and cross the snow-capped mountains.

But who can blame Thorin for the map that opens the gate to the Lonely Mountain? The runes on it are only understandable to the elves.

Therefore, Gandalf had to spend a lot of time and effort to guide the adventure team towards Rivendell, the elven land south of Rivendell.

As for Thorin, he had fought in the Mines of Moria and the Lonely Mountain east of the Misty Mountains, and had a general understanding of the terrain of Middle-earth.

Therefore, it is hard to say that he was unaware of Gandalf's intention to lead the team on a detour.

However, although Thorin knew that Gandalf did this out of kindness, his expression became increasingly unsightly as he regarded the elves as his enemies.

In this way, the dwarf adventure team stumbled out of the Mirkwood all the way, and during the journey they met Radagast who came to report the news on a rabbit [sleigh].

Gandalf also got the Cursed Sword from the other party, which foreshadowed the resurrection of the Dark Lord Sauron and the Witch King of Angmar. By the way, he also got three elven swords made by the ancient elves.

The [Cursed Sword] of the Witch-king of Angmar was naturally carefully kept by Gandalf. As for the three ancient elven swords, Gandalf kept the elven longsword, gave the elven daggers to Bilbo for self-defense, and then gave the ancient elven broadsword to Thorin.

……

"There is a gorge in the mountains ahead. We can reach the Anduin River through it. After going downstream, we will soon reach the Lonely Mountain..." After walking out of the dense forest and coming to the central plains, Gandalf told the dwarves about his route plan.

In fact, he was thinking about how to make the dwarves go to Rivendell "willingly".

And because Rivendell, the land of the Noldor elves, is right next to the central plains, Gandalf does not have much time left.

Just at this moment, a group of orcs riding on wargs appeared at the end of the plain. Gandalf's eyes lit up and a plan came to his mind. He shouted, "Everyone follow me. I know a place where we can avoid the pursuit of the orcs."

After saying this, without giving the dwarves time to think, Gandalf led the adventure team towards Rivendell.

Thorin seemed to realize something. He looked at the Orc cavalry squad in the distance with a grim expression, then turned back to look at Gandalf's back with a complicated expression.

In the end, I chose to follow.

On the other side, Mike, riding on a giant eagle, flew across the dense forest and arrived at the central plains in just half a day.

Just as he was commanding Guan He and preparing to go directly to Rivendell, he saw the fleeing adventure team from high in the sky.

"Let's go and see my old friends~" Mike called on the giant eagle to lower its flying altitude and chase after the adventure team.

Below, the members of the adventure team could not outrun the orcs riding on wargs with just their legs, and were now being taken by Gandalf to hide behind a small hill.

"Although the number of enemies this time is a bit large, I believe we can repel them..." At the foot of the hill, Thorin, who was unwilling to hide in such a miserable state, drew out the ancient elven sword from his waist.

It’s not like we haven’t seen a team of orcs in the dense forest before.

In a one-on-one fight, they are no match for the dwarves.

"Thorin is right. This time the orcs have the help of the wolves. Those beasts have very sharp noses. It will be difficult to avoid them if we just hide..."

"I agree to fight... Dwarves have no fear..."

"..."

With the support of Kili and Fili, the dwarves drew their weapons and prepared for battle.

At the same time, the wolves with a keen sense of smell brought the orcs on their backs to the hill where the dwarves were hiding. They would be able to find the dwarves if they took another step forward.

"Fuck~"

At the critical moment, Thorin shouted and stabbed a wolf that was leaning forward to death with one sword.

The other dwarves also worked together to kill the orc who fell from the wolf.

The battle was about to break out. The orcs who were looking for prey in the distance also heard the news and gathered around on their wolves.

Seeing that battle was inevitable, Gandalf said no more and drew the ancient elven sword from his waist.

In the back, Bilbo was also holding an ancient elven dagger, ready for battle.

"唳~"

At this moment, with a bird's cry, a giant eagle with a wingspan of more than fifteen meters descended from the sky, stirring up a storm.

Then, its claws were like sharp blades, knocking over the wolves and orcs along the way one by one.

Any orc who was caught by the sharp claws was either killed or injured.

"What a big bird..."

The dwarves looked up at the mighty giant eagle and the destructive power it caused, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Some people even swallowed their saliva quietly.

"That is the giant eagle from the highest peak of the Misty Mountains in real life. It can also be regarded as our helper..." Gandalf naturally knew the giant eagle, so he introduced its origin.

"There is someone on the back of the giant eagle...it seems to be Mike..." Bilbo saw Mike on the back of the giant eagle with his extraordinary eyesight, and a happy expression instantly appeared on his face.

"It's really that human. Why is he with the giant eagle..."

"But it's really cool. We kind of owe him one..."

"..."

The dwarves had hot tempers but also had clear likes and dislikes. After recognizing that the person was Mike, their impressions of him changed one by one.

Even though Mike had previously stated that he wanted to compete with the dwarves for the treasure on Lonely Mountain.

But after this incident, the dwarves could no longer hate Mike.

Of course, Thorin was not among these dwarves. At this moment, the descendant of the royal family of Durin the Dwarf was gripping the ancient spirit sword in his hand so tightly that his knuckles turned a little white.

The gloomy expression on his face was far from friendly.

"Okay, everyone, don't just stand there. While Mike is holding the orcs back, let's leave quickly~" Gandalf still didn't forget his original intention, and called on the dwarves to walk towards the crack in the Imladris Valley.

The Imladris Valley, also known as the Deep Chasm, is a naturally formed crack in the mountain range that ends at Rivendell.

"Are we going to ignore Mike?" Bilbo, who was being pulled forward by the wizard, was still worried about the safety of his first human friend.

"Mike is very powerful, and he has the help of a giant eagle, so it's easy for him to leave. On the contrary, if we stay here, it will only distract the other party." Well, in order to allow the dwarves to enter the elves' land, Gandalf lied.

In this situation, as long as the dwarves turn back, they can definitely kill all the orcs and wargs on the plains without any casualties.

The dwarves thought so too.

Qili and Fili, holding their weapons, were eager to try.

"Listen to Gandalf, let's go~" Thorin looked back at Michael on the back of the giant eagle, and then resolutely gathered the dwarves to leave.

After all, in his heart, he always regarded Mike as his rival.

Or in other words, in his eyes, anyone who wanted to seize the treasure of Lonely Mountain was an enemy of the Dwarves of Durin.

So, under the call of Gandalf and Thorin, the adventure team successfully entered the valley of Imladris.

……

"Have you had enough fun? I'm going to take action next~"

In the absence of the threat of powerful crossbows, the giant eagle, which has air superiority, can definitely deal a dimensionality reduction blow to the orcs and wargs.

Mike didn't react much to the departure of the adventure team. He patted the young eagle that was still performing fancy tricks in the air, and then jumped off its back.

After landing heroically, he immediately summoned the flaming holy sword within his body.

Having learned from the experience of killing the woodland trolls last time, in order to prevent the holy sword from being stained with the blood of orcs, Mike directly condensed a layer of power of faith on the sword.

A replica of the "forty-meter broadsword" took shape, and with a single swing, the powerful force of fire instantly turned the approaching orcs and their mounts into ashes.

Just as Mike was about to move around again, hundreds of arrows suddenly flew out from the jungle on the east side of the plain.

These arrows seemed to have eyes, and most of them hit the vital points of the orcs and wargs.

Immediately afterwards, a well-equipped elven cavalry team rushed out and soon chopped down the orcs who were about to flee when they saw the situation was not good.

Then he turned back and killed the orcs and wargs who were wailing on the ground.

The whole process was neat and orderly. "We are the Elven Cavalry of Rivendell. My name is Dorin. What is your name?" Dorin, who had completed the guarding mission, came to Mike with his Elven team.

Out of respect for the strong, Dolin jumped off his horse while asking the question.

You have to know that Mike's previous attacks happened to be seen by this elf team. The flaming sword with the power to annihilate everything is no worse than the Fire Ring among the three rings of the elves.

"My name is Mike. I'm a traveler from the northern highlands. I was planning to visit Rivendell, but I wonder if you would welcome me." Mike introduced himself.

As the saying goes: Don't hit someone with a smiling face.

Moreover, these elegant elves do give people a much better impression than the rude dwarves.

"You are the [Ogre Slayer] from the northern highlands recently. You are really amazing~" Dorin couldn't help but stretched out his hand to shake Mike's, and said in a friendly manner: "We elves respect every warrior who fights for justice. I believe our king will be very happy to know that you are here."

It turns out that when you go out, it is important to have a resounding name.

The elven knights around became noticeably more enthusiastic after learning that Mike was the recently famous "Ogre Killer".

But to Mike, "Ogre Killer" and the like sounded a bit low, and he really couldn't like it.

I have to find an opportunity to earn myself a better title.

"Okay, okay~" Mike calculated calmly, and then accepted the invitation of the elves and walked towards the main gate of Rivendell.

At the same time, he did not forget to call upon the giant eagle flying high in the sky to follow.

Besides, in order to take care of Mike, all the elven cavalry members dismounted and accompanied him on foot.

After passing through the jungle where the elves came out, everyone came to a mountain.

It seemed that there was no way to get in from the towering mountain, but after circling around a few times under the guidance of the elves, a narrow stone path appeared in front of them.

"Rivendell is guarded by magic. If you are not one of us, you cannot get in even if you reach the entrance." Dorin, who regards Mike as a righteous man, briefly introduced the situation here after entering the stone path.

I have to say, the title of [Ogre Slayer] is still somewhat useful.

Speaking of this, we have to talk about the Three Rings of the Elves.

Before the Dark Lord Sauron turned completely evil, he created twenty powerful magic rings, three of which were given to the three tribes of elves.

They are: a water ring made of mithril and inlaid with white gemstones, which has the power to control the water element, and also has the power of purification and protection.

Next is the Fire Ring inlaid with rubies, which has the power to control fire and can give the holder the courage to resist the erosion of darkness. It is a symbol of hope and courage.

Finally, there is the golden ring with sapphire, the Ring of Air, or the Ring of Magic. This ring contains powerful magic, as well as the ability to heal and predict.

King Aron of Rivendell holds the Ring of Air in his hand. This powerful magic ring in King Aron's hand also provides protection for Rivendell.

……

Just as Mike walked through the main gate and headed towards Rivendell, the adventure team led by Gandalf had already passed through the cracks in the Deep Rift and entered Rivendell, a paradise on earth that had never been polluted by dark forces.

The mountain paths are filled with the fragrance of trees and flowers, and the warm sunshine shines in the valley.

The dwarves walked along the hillside path, passing through a forest of pine, birch, and oak trees. In the middle of the meadow below, there was a rushing river, and the sound of the rushing river was like singing.

Next, Gandalf led everyone across a very narrow bridge without guardrails and stepped onto Rivendell Square.

"My old friend, I knew we would meet again~" King Ailon seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

When he saw Gandalf, he gave the wizard a warm hug.

"I do have something to discuss with you. It's about the dark forces in Middle-earth..." As he said this, Gandalf was about to take out the [Cursed Sword] from his arms.

This sword of the Witch-king of Angmar represents many meanings. Gandalf wanted to use it to persuade King Aaron to fight against Sauron's dark forces together.

"Don't worry, I have a feeling that another friend will be here soon." The magic ring has the power of prophecy, and King Aaron seemed to have guessed what the wizard wanted to say.

But this is not the place to talk about those things.

"I'm sorry, I was too impatient." Gandalf also realized that his behavior was a bit reckless. So he changed the subject and said, "The person you are waiting for is the [Troll Killer]?"

Well, Mike's heroic feat in the dense forest was also spread by the people in the medium-sized village who were rescued.

Gandalf and others came from the dense forest and naturally heard some wind sounds.

"Oh, from what you said. The other party seems to be a very interesting person." King Ailon also became interested.

"Of course, Michael is not only powerful, but also as charming as you elves. You will know after you meet him." Gandalf smiled and kept it a secret.

As the darlings of Ilúvatar, the elves are famous for their handsome looks among all races.

And in Gandalf's opinion, Michael's charm is even better than that of the elves.

I don’t know who is the darling of heaven and earth.

Then, Gandalf shared with King Aaron the interesting story of how he and Michael went to the Old Forest to find Tom to drink some wine.

This also made King Aaron more and more interested in Mike.

In contrast, the dwarves standing behind the wizard seemed to be completely ignored by King Ailon.

"I knew that none of the elves are good..."

"Everyone says that we dwarves are arrogant, but I think the elves are the ones who are truly arrogant..."

"Shh, stop talking, don't forget where this is..."

"..."

Dwarves are naturally incompatible with elves.

Moreover, the dwarves in the adventure team were indeed neglected. Therefore, many dwarves whispered about King Ailon.

Thorin naturally heard what his companions said, but he did not speak out to stop them.

Compared to the other dwarves of Durin, Thorin has a stronger sense of self-esteem, so he has more opinions about King Airon.

In addition, as he is a member of the royal family of Durin Dwarfs, he cannot bear to be treated as inferior and suffer such humiliation.

"Lord Elrond, Thorin Oakenshield, descendant of the royal family of Durin the Dwarf, greets you~" Facing the gazes of his companions, Thorin walked straight to Elrond, the Elf King, as if trying to make his presence felt.

Although his words were respectable, his expression revealed dissatisfaction.

"Not being able to control your subordinates' mouths is not the character of a king..." King Airon seemed to see through Thorin's little thoughts. He nodded at him and said, "King under the Mountain, grandson of Thor, I wish you all the best in this operation."

It is no secret to many people that Gandalf wanted to help the dwarves of Durin take back the Lonely Mountain in order to deal with the subsequent invasion of dark forces.

What's more, King Ailon also has the ability of [prophecy].

Compared with the calm and composed Elf King, Thorin's little thoughts were naturally inferior.

In addition, the dwarves spoke ill of others behind their backs, and the real owner heard it.

This made Thorin feel very embarrassed, so after nodding in greeting, he wanted to return to the crowd.

"Wait, can you let me see the sword on your waist?" At this moment, King Airon, who held the initiative, inadvertently saw the ancient elven sword on Thorin's waist.

"Those are the swords Radagast gave us on behalf of Michael. There are three of them..." Gandalf, who had been unable to get a word in, took this opportunity to help Thorin out and said, "Radiagast said that these three swords were found by Michael in the cave of the trolls in the dense forest..."

Gandalf naturally also heard what the dwarves had just said to King Aaron.

In order to help the dwarves ease their relationship with King Airon, after Gandalf introduced the origin of the sword, he signaled to Thorin with his eyes, asking him to quickly hand the sword at his waist to the Elf King to see.

Thorin did not let the wizard down, and then he honestly handed the sword at his waist to King Aaron.

In fact, to be honest, Thorin didn't hate all elves, but the Sindar elves in Mirkwood.

Or to be more precise, it is the hatred towards Thranduil, the King of the Sindar Elf in Mirkwood.

When the evil dragon Smaug attacked the Lonely Mountain, Thranduil happened to be nearby, but he did not lend a helping hand to the suffering dwarves of Durin.

You know, Thorin had specifically sought help from Thranduil at that time.

Therefore, from then on, Thorin, who was not a narrow-minded person to begin with, began to hate Thranduil, the Elf King in the Mirkwood.

(End of this chapter)