The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"It's okay, my face is very good." Zelin took a deep breath: "Sam said just now, do you still have a companion? Hurry up and find him, find him, hurry up, the black knight is over here, and I have to send you off as soon as possible. Go to a safe place!"

Seeing a few hobbits standing still on the spot with a confused look, he patted them on the shoulder: "Come on, I'm not kidding, they are just outside Bury."

Hearing the black knight, the faces of several hobbits showed nervousness.

"Do you need me to deal with them?"

"Of course we have to deal with them." Zelin's hand with the ring clenched into a fist. He still remembers how Talion used this ring to fight against the ring spirits when he was in Mordor: "Hide them first, and then we Let's go together. These ring spirits don't even want to enter Burri."

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"It's raining too much."

Zelin frowned. The cloak made of canvas can be waterproof, but it also weighed heavily on him: "You take them to leave first, Aragorn, give it to me here."

The demon hunter rode a horse, and the mount paced back and forth restlessly, stepping in the puddles on the ground, splashing muddy water.

"Let the hobbit hide in the ranger's house." Aragorn suggested: "You can deceive the ring spirits and not find them in Bree. They will think that the hobbits have not come here, and when they come back to their senses, We have long since hid in the wilderness."

"Or I stay in Bree and block them, making them think that Frodo is hiding in the town." Zelin waved his hand: "The Ring Spirit is not exhausted. It is not at all to rely on two legs to avoid the pursuit of the black knight. Maybe, they will catch up with you sooner or later. I’m here to create some trouble for them. When they find that there is no target in Blee Town, you can already **** Frodo to Rivendell and then come back. The tighter I protect , The more Jie Ling will think that the target is hidden here."

"This is too dangerous."

"Everything is dangerous, Aragorn. It is more dangerous to be chased by cavalry in the wild, not to mention that there are not enough horses for everyone to ride on horses and race against the ring spirits. I can only choose to control the danger to a smaller one. Within range." Zelin understood what the wilderness of Bree going to Rivendell looked like. Forests and swamps are places where horses are difficult to walk, but near Rivendell, there are only low oak forests and plains on the road from Rivendell to Fengyunding. The latter is an ancient observatory that can monitor the nearby plains: "I will stay in Burri for fifteen days before heading to Rivendell."

"Thirteen days is enough. I know a small road, hidden. It only takes eleven days to get to the western border of Rivendell."

"No problem." Zelin nodded: "Goodbye Rivendell."

Rain water flowed down the gap in the wall, and the rider in the dark robe slipped silently. The blood-stained black horse in his eyes seemed to melt into the night, like a dark cloud, silent but frightening. .

The five black knights formed a diamond-shaped formation and rushed along the path towards the outer wall of the cloth. The robes were tumbling with the wind in the rain, but there was no trace of water.

Suddenly, the black knight in the forefront pulled on the reins, and the sharp-edged hand armor covered his arms like scales. The mount covered with the breath of death raised its legs and let out a sharp neigh.

Behind him, the black knights stopped one after another, the place where the head should be under the hood was completely dark, and at the same time he raised his head and looked at the road ahead of the leader.

Avak's mane was fluttering with a faint blue flame, his horse's hoof stepped on the ground, and the light blue flame stubbornly burned in the rain, outlining the outline of the horse's hoof. Zelin was riding on the back of the ghost horse, holding the rein in his left hand, and the ebony blade in his other hand.

"Fortunately, everyone."

He urged the horses and slowly walked towards the enemy: "I think you are looking for someone, right? I'm sorry, I can't allow you to go to the town."

"It's you."

The ring spirit’s muffled voice echoed in the sound of the rain, and Zelin could feel a pair of dangerous eyes staring at him under his hood: "You have violated the devil, and you will pay the price here. Hand over the Hobbit. , The devil will forgive you and give you rewards."

"I'm sorry, I don't have any thoughts about Sauron's reward. In fact, I really care about another reward. If Sauron is willing to disband his army and exile himself, I will be happy to find a way to get this reward." Ze Lin grinned: "Can you tell this request to your master? Oh, sorry, I forgot, the hound only wags its tail at the owner, how can it speak."

With the sound of the long sword being unsheathed, the ring spirits drew out the dark weapons forged from the devil's cave.

"Offensive!"

With the sound of more horseshoes, four more ring spirits emerged from the bushes beside the road. The five ring spirits directly in front hold the sword in both hands, and they can sit firmly on the horse's back without grabbing the reins, as if they have long been integrated with the war horse. The other ring spirits rushed towards Zelin from behind, holding their swords, **** back and forth, blocking the demon hunter's retreat. Indescribable fear permeated the heavy rain, and the weather in September was as cold as December. The chill was piercing, and his arms were as difficult to move as if they were frozen.

The ghostly horse approached the demon hunter like a death god.

Zelin didn't care about the enemy behind him. He raised the ebony blade with one hand, and the ring on his fingers emitted a dazzling white light, and a warmth flowed into his chest along the fingers, and then there was an uncontrollable breath. Angry. The demon hunter took a deep breath, staring at the enemy directly in front of him.

He knows what effect this ring will have on him, but he believes that he can control it. When Altariel was wearing the ring of power, Celebrity stayed by her side and instilled in her Own thoughts. There will not be a second Lord of Light now, and the Ring of Power can still help him dispel the power from Sauron.

The black knight behind him raised his sword.

The next moment, a shadow appeared in the air, accompanied by violent black inflammation, the sickle slashed an arc in the air. The ghost horse that was originally under Zelin's crotch suddenly turned around, leaped to the side and turned to the black knight behind him, revealing another elf horse that was covered. The mount provided by King Elrond stood steadily on the ground, motionless, and the white cloud of Yaksi Fayin was shrouded in his eyes.

Frid's sickle slashed across, and the ring spirit that rushed forward couldn't react. It pulled the reins, but the black flame slashed across the neck of the mount. In the blink of an eye, flames burst out of the Necromancer's mount, and in the blink of an eye, the black flame burned onto the ring spirit's robe, engulfing the ring spirit's figure like a ignited dry wood.

"Go back to where you should be, monster!"

The blades intertwined, and the crisp sound echoed in the storm.

Boom!

The wooden door was pushed aside, and Aragorn's gaze swept across the dusty room. Four hobbits stood behind him. They looked at the room in front of him suspiciously, as if to find anything unusual in it. Place. Aragorn lowered his eyes and glanced at the dust spilled on the ground. After making sure that there were no footprints on it, he stepped aside, waved his hand, and signaled the Hobbit behind him to come in.

"We will stay here tonight." He said: "Tomorrow when the sun rises, we will set off."

"What is that?" Sam embraced their luggage and followed Frodo: "Those who are chasing us, the long-legged man is going to deal with them, does he need help?"

"Don't worry, he knows how to deal with them."

"What are they?" Pipin asked again: "They got here from the Shire."

"They..." Aragorn paused: "They were once the king."

"They were once humans, the great kings of mankind. But Sauron, a liar, gave them nine Lords of the Rings."

The fireplace is located at the corner of the room, and the flames inside will not reflect on the windows. Three hobbits were lying on a big bed, and Frodo was sitting on the edge of the bed, not knowing what he was meditating, but no one could sleep.

"They are full of lust, and they accept it without any doubt. As a result, one by one sinks and dark power, becoming slaves of the Dark Lord. They are ring spirits, between life and death. They can feel the existence of the Lord of the Rings at any time, Attracted by the Supreme Lord of the Rings, they will keep chasing you until the end of the world."

"Can Zelin stop Jie Ling?"

Frodo took a deep breath, still a little horrified in his wide eyes. They all thought that they would be able to walk to a safe place after arriving in Burri. It turns out that this dangerous and unexpected journey has just begun: "He once visited Bilbo, and Bilbo said that he is very powerful, but the ring spirits..."

"Don't worry about him, you can rest as soon as possible." Aragorn moved a wooden chair and sat next to the window. The metal carvings blocked the glass to prevent anyone from entering the room through the window: "The sooner we get on the road, the better. It will be a hard journey."

"Where are you taking us?"

"The wilderness." Aragorn said concisely: "Then go to Rivendell."

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Chapter 2391 The Battle of Brie

The dark, thin arm hidden under the metal glove was holding a cold gleaming long sword. The blade was covered with serrations, making a hissing noise in mid-air. Zelin controlled the mount, and dexterously avoided the sweeping attack as he passed by the black knight, while leaving a deep bone scar on the enemy's mount. A dazzling light burst from the scar, the Ring Spirit mount neighed, lost control and fell to the side, throwing his master into the bushes.

"You should go back to your grave obediently, Ring Spirit!"

Zelin knew that such words had no meaning. Some ring spirits had served Sauron before he was alive. In Mordor, he had fought against Angmar Witch King’s deputy, Kehamuer from the East more than once. However, some ring spirits fought against Sauron before they were alive, but were controlled by the ring after death and became Sauron's servants. No matter what he was alive, now he can only see the undead confined in the cloak by the ring.

Another ring spirit was hit by the black flame, waving his limbs, frantically trying to extinguish the flame, but it didn't help.

Frid's riding skills are not superb, but with the help of Avak, she can avoid being besieged by multiple ring spirits at the same time. The hidden figure from time to time, on the contrary, turned the ring spirit into a prey in the dark. Fear is meaningless to the ashes. Perhaps the ring spirits can make powerful warriors lose their power due to fear in front of them, but for Frid, she has faced death, and death has no fear for her.

A ring spirit slapped a horse and rushed towards Zelin. This creature ignored the burning colleagues. He held a long sword in both hands, aimed at the demon hunter's chest with the blade, his body low, mixed with the horse, and used a two-handed sword as a two-handed sword. With spear, Zelin heard a slight wind in his ear.