Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth.

Chapter 389 Horror Story

"The Road of the Dead."

"This valley in the highlands is not peaceful. Countless people have tried to pass through it, but none of them have been able to return."

"Among those people there was even a prince of Rohan."

On the eve of the Rohan army's expedition, Aragorn looked in the direction of Dunlarch and recalled the history there.

Behind him, Legolas, Gimli, Boromir and Farodan were ready to go. They would accompany Aragorn to that dangerous place.

"Lord Aragorn!"

At this moment, a clear and gentle voice came from behind.

"Eowyn."

Aragorn turned around, wondering why the princess came here.

"You cannot go, Lord Aragorn."

Éowyn looked at him affectionately and said, "That place is too dangerous. You may never return. Please stay, both for those who believe in you and those who love you."

Aragorn shook his head and said, "That is why I am going."

"Go back, Eowyn. This is not the place for you. There are people in Rohan who need you."

After saying that, Aragorn turned around and continued to greet his companions.

Éowyn turned her head, as if persuaded by what he had said.

However, just as Aragorn and his party were about to set off, she turned back.

Unlike before, this time Éowyn also wore armor and a sword at her waist. She knelt on one knee and said:

"If you must go to that dangerous place, please take me with you."

Aragorn looked at the princess who had always been proud and strong, and was speechless.

He gently lifted Éowyn up, looked into her wet eyes, was silent for a moment, and said:
"What you love is nothing but an illusion and a thought. I cannot give you what you desire."

"Peace and joy be with you, Éowyn."

Having clearly rejected this love, Aragorn turned and left without any reluctance.

Éowyn stood there, finally realizing something.

From the beginning to the end, Aragorn only showed her the care and love that an elder has for his younger generation, and he had no other thoughts.

But the kind of feeling that I long for belongs to someone else.

“Wouldn’t that be a bit cruel?”

In the valley leading to the Road of the Dead, Gimli, who witnessed everything, shook his head and felt that these humans were really complicated.

Aragorn disagreed.

"It is cruel to leave behind a false hope that is doomed to fail."

"Now we should focus on the things at hand."

As they talked, several people rode their horses quickly along the path.

Soon, they arrived at a gloomy, strange and lifeless canyon.

In front of me was a stone gate. It was pitch black inside and I couldn't see anything inside.

"It feels like the blood in my body is freezing."

Gimli muttered to himself, and looked around in a state of great nervousness.

Several people soon arrived in front of the dark stone gate.

Looking at the dark place full of bones and surrounded by a faint evil aura, Aragorn took a breath and took the lead to walk in first.

Legolas followed closely behind - the elves saw things differently than either dwarves or humans, and they were not afraid of ghosts.

Seeing Legolas showing no hesitation or fear, Gimli said unconvincedly:
"The elves dared to enter, but the dwarves didn't dare... Isn't this going to be a cause for endless criticism?"

"No."

So Gimli hastened to follow.

Behind him, Boromir and Farodan looked at each other, smiled, and followed in without hesitation.

“I saw many figures.”

Halfway through the walk, Legolas suddenly began to mutter.

"And the shadows of horses, they are right here..."

"where?"

Gimli asked quietly, looking around and breaking out in a cold sweat.

This elf might be trying to scare people on purpose.

"Hey!"

A hand suddenly came from behind.

"what--"

Gimli shouted, raising his axe.

Then I realized that the owner of that hand was not a dangerous guy.

"Boromir, has no one ever told you that it is rude to grab someone's shoulders from behind without saying hello?"

"Oh sorry, I just wanted to say that you should watch your step."

Then Gimli bowed his head.

"what!"

He was startled again.

I saw a skeleton lying on the ground, with a very hideous look of death.

Aragorn was attracted by the skeleton and came closer to take a look.

"He was wearing Rohan's armor. The armor... and the style of the sword were both unusual."

Gimli also leaned over to take a look.

"It's really unusual. The blade is bent. It must have cut something very hard."

Aragorn said, "I have heard that it is said that Baldor, the eldest son of Brego, the second king of Rohan, once set foot on the Roads of the Dead and never returned."

"He is an unfortunate man."

"That is to say, this skeleton..." "Yes."

Aragorn stopped Gimli who wanted to get closer and inspect the scene, and said: "Do not disturb the dead."

After saying this, he knelt on one knee in front of Bardo's remains to show his respect.

After a moment, he stood up and signaled everyone to move on.

Soon, the group came to a huge black stone, which was the carrier of the oath and curse of the people in the mountain.

Swah——

A miserable green ghost appeared, startling everyone.

He had a miserable and terrifying face and wore a crown on his head.

He is the king of the mountain and the last king of the people of the mountain.

He looked at the crowd and said, "The road of the dead does not allow the living to pass."

"But you will tolerate me."

Aragorn stood up.

"Hahahahaha..."

The King of the Mountain laughed loudly, and as the laughter spread, an army of undead appeared here, blocking the way forward for several people, as well as their retreat routes behind them.

"This road was built by the dead, and is guarded by the dead."

He drew his sword and said, "If you want to pass this place, you will die."

But how can a dead person move?
Swah——

Realizing the Mountain King's intention to attack, Legolas immediately shot an arrow.

But it was no use, like the Ringwraiths, these souls were immune to normal attacks.

The King of the Mountain swung the illusory sword in his hand, but the next moment, it was blocked by Aragorn.

"Impossible, that bloodline has long been cut off..."

"It's not up to you to decide whether to break up or not."

Boromir could no longer bear to watch, and immediately drew out the iron sword in his hand, taking a step forward to block the sword shadows of the undead.

"what?"

The king of the mountain is no longer calm.

Even Aragorn was a little surprised, but when he saw the sword in Boromir's hand, he understood.

That's not surprising, that's not surprising...

Boromir pressed his sword against the Mountain King's neck and pushed him back until he had nowhere to go. Then he shouted:

"This is the one you should be loyal to, Undead!"

This powerful voice even made the undead feel a little weak. They hesitated, not knowing whether they should step forward to attack and rescue the king of the mountain.

"Is he always so brave?" Even Gimli, who was most afraid of ghosts, was encouraged by this action.

"As you can see." Legolas responded briefly with his head tilted.

At this time, Farodan also stood up.

He showed the royal standard that Aragorn had given him, and said behind Aragorn: "This is the heir of Isildur. You must obey his orders and fulfill your oaths!"

Aragorn looked left and right, opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

After all, they had already said all the words, so there was really nothing to add.

Then he raised the sword Anduriel in his hand and said, "Fight for us and restore your honor, and I will regard your oath as fulfilled and relieve you of your eternal suffering. I will never lie."

"What do you say?"

That day, the Road of the Dead shook with noises, and tens of thousands of undead laughed wildly.

After a fit of mad laughter, they disappeared into another world invisible to mortals, following Aragorn and surrounding him.

The King of the Mountain responded in the affirmative.

"We go out to fight."

...

Dust poured out from the exit of the Road of the Dead and rose into the sky at the top of the mountain.

The noise was so great that even in Belfalas Bay one could catch a glimpse of it.

"It looks like their affairs are over too. We will be able to meet soon."

On the practical-class flagship at the front, Levi smiled.

"Who?"

Pippin beside him asked curiously.

"Aragorn, they are heading to the Road of the Dead to gather an army of the undead. Their purpose at this time should be the same as ours."

"Are you afraid of ghosts, Pippin?"

"ghost?"

"Yes, it's the kind of ghost that will suddenly stick its rotten, scary face on your window when you're sleeping, staring at you with its lifeless eyes, making your whole body stiff and even your dreams become scary."

"When you open your eyes, it disappears, and when you fall asleep again with doubt in your heart..."

"Will it continue to appear at the window and look at me?" Clever Pippin thought about what might happen next.

"Do not."

However, Levi shook his head at this time.

He continued in a low voice: "At this time, it will float into your house, hide under your bed, and then..."

"Then…?"

"Then grab your feet that are sticking out of the quilt!"

"what!"

Pippin shuddered.

From that day on, there was one more hobbit in the world who dared not show his feet when sleeping.

(End of this chapter)