The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"The Supreme Lord Ring." Aragorn leaned on a stone pillar and shook his head: "Sauron tried every possible means to obtain it. Now it is in our hands. Only by destroying the Supreme Lord Ring can Sauron be completely defeated. Otherwise, every For the devil, a victory is nothing but a setback, and there is never a failure."

"Destroy, it doesn't sound easy."

"Only where the ring of power is forged can it be destroyed." Aragorn could not hear any fluctuations in his voice. He didn't seem to want to talk about the ring of power: "Doom Volcano, Sauron has completely mastered Mordor, just like in ancient times. That way, unless Middle-earth once again assembles an army like the Last Alliance."

The Dragonborn and the Chief Mage have arrived at Rivendell.

It's just one person missing.

Amelia fled back and complained to Yusevka for a long time, but when Gnaiya went back to find someone, Yusevka decided to let Amelia rest at home for a while before training.

She has always been very soft-hearted, as long as others begged her, and it was not something that would harm others, she seldom refused to agree. Amelia just shed some tears and showed her swollen skin. Yusevka felt distressed. Tell Gnaiya to postpone her for a while and then continue training, let her rest for a while. So the Dragonborn returned to Lonely Mountain by himself, but it was delayed for several days. She and Virginia should have arrived at Rivendell several days ago. On the way, they were also attacked by a spider, but the end result was that the spider left more than a dozen charred corpses and fled.

"Oh, is that the banner of the Dark Forest Elf?"

Zelin looked at the long bridge in the distance and noticed that a group of elves appeared on the bridge. They were all riding horses and wearing cloaks in a neat line.

Aragorn raised his eyes, lowered his eyes, and continued to look at the book in his hand: "Yes, King Elrond has sent invitations to the dwarves, elves, and southern humans."

"I'll take a look, maybe I can find someone I know."

Zelin still remembered that Thranduy's elven army helped a lot in the Lone Mountain War. Without them, the humans in the river valley and the dwarves of the Iron Hills would not be able to stop the orc army from attacking.

Aragorn nodded: "Goodbye."

"Well, goodbye."

Among the dark jungle elves, he only knows Legolas and Tauriel, maybe some of them will be in this team. Zelin doesn't know how the elves are. The relationship between his dwarf friends and elves is very bad, and in the eyes of humans, elves are synonymous with mystery, nobleness, and inaccessibility.

If it was Bud, he would definitely keep in touch with the elves, but Brand was obviously not used to dealing with elves.

Zelin wanted to know what happened in the jungle kingdom.

He often inquires about news from various places. This is the case in the world of demon hunters. Only when he is well informed can he know where to find a job, where the probability of getting a commission is higher, or where he can’t go, avoid things like Dangers like war. The same is true in other worlds.

Out of the corridor, follow the stairs to a circular square below.

"I heard that you were attacked by the ring spirits halfway through."

A familiar voice came to my ears.

"Yes." Zelin didn't turn his head, he continued to walk down: "The ring spirits, but their power is much weaker than when we were in Mordor."

"You always carry the ring."

"Yes, what's the matter? Believe me, there is no Lord of Light. This ring can only make me a little irritable and angry. I can control my emotions." Zelin opened his hand, with a small cloth bag lying in his palm: " Sometimes I wonder, if there is a way to kill Sauron other than destroying the ring, whether all the rings of power can be turned into the same powerful and pure rings when the forging was completed."

"The Ring of Strength should not exist."

With the sound of landing, Altariel's steps appeared behind Zelin. The footsteps are very light, and sometimes it is difficult for Zelin to distinguish. What is the difference between the sound of the Middle-earth spirit falling and falling leaves: "I'm here to remind you, never have the idea of ​​a ring of power you can control."

"I understand, watcher, right? I'm still wary of myself." Zelin put the ring away, stuffed it in his pocket, and then buttoned it up: "I have enough trouble by my side." He took a picture. Slapped the dark long sword on the waist: "I don't need another one anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I have seen more than one such thing that whispers in the ear." Zelin shrugged: "Is His Majesty King Elrond asking you to warn me?"

"No, I came here personally." Altarel took off his hood, and his blond hair hung on his wing-like shoulder armor until he reached his chest: "Your friend said, when you were fighting against the ring spirit, you used to wear Put on the ring. I'm watching to see if you have any signs of being controlled by the ring."

"Trust me, as long as you get this ring in your hand, no matter whether it is controlled or not, no one will believe me to say that I am not affected." Zelin held up the cloth bag and pinched the rope on the mouth of the cloth bag with two fingers. : "So I thought about it, and found the best means of proof-should I give you the ring?"

Alta Real's face instantly became extremely stiff.

"Is this true? There is really a ring inside?"

"Why ask?"

"I didn't feel any temptation, and as we all know, the temptation of the ring will never disappear..."

"Yes, there is indeed a ring in it." As he said, Zelin opened the cloth bag and took out a silver ring: "Of course it is not the ring of strength. This is the ring I ordered, and I am going to give it to another person as a gift. "

"Who?"

Alta Reall subconsciously asked Austria.

"You don't know." Zelin shook his head: "She is at home and has never come out."

"This is..." Alta Rilton paused, her gaze swept across Zelin's fingers: "Wait! Where is the ring of power?"

"Of course it's not on me." Zelin smiled: "Please, my task has been completed. I used to carry it for a long time, and then took it off and put it in a safe place for safekeeping. You won't be naive. I think it only takes a month or two for me to be affected by it and then controlled by it? Did you know? The cost of connecting your finger is very expensive, and I don’t want to do it again."

"It's not funny to joke about power directly." Altarel's mood was a little low: "I was surprised to find that I didn't feel the previous hostility in you. I thought I had gotten rid of it."

"Don't be sad, it was not your fault back then. None of the most powerful warriors in this land can resist the ring of strength. Maybe some noble and pure people can stop it, but they are not as good as these people. It’s not something to be ashamed of." Zelin chuckled and put away his joking tone: "His Majesty King Elrond put away the ring. The ring is kept in a safe place and will not be taken out until the meeting begins. Then others will discuss how to destroy it. Will you attend the meeting?"

"No."

"I thought you were a representative from Lothlorien."

"No, the noble Lady Galadriel will make a decision, and then I will implement it, nothing more."

Suddenly, Zelin realized that when the Elven Ranger said the second half of the sentence, Altariel was not paying attention to him.

"What are you looking at?"

He turned his head and looked at the morning sky.

"Great eagle." Altarel narrowed his eyes slightly: "That's...Gandalf the gray-robed wizard."

Chapter 2396: Heaven to the Left

"Mislanda! Mislanda!"

When Zelin rushed to the courtyard, many elves and dwarves had already surrounded the square. Gandalf looked embarrassed, his face was wounded, and his blood had dried up and scarred.

King Elrond supported Gandalf, and the gray-robed wizard raised his hand to signal that he was okay. He said something to Elrond, but the surrounding area was too noisy for Zelin to hear clearly.

"His situation looks terrible."

There were a lot of people gathered, Zelin decided not to squeeze in to cause trouble.

"Who can cause such harm to a wizard?"

Altariel rubbed her fingers: "The giant eagle flew from the south."

"South, I think it's the same." Ze Lin pursed his lips: "We'll get more bad news in a while."

The elf ranger turned his head and looked at the side face of the demon hunter beside him: "What do you know?"