The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"The chariot people have attacked the city? How is it possible?" Zelin strode to Alta Reall's side: "Enid, use your magic to help me see the Lonely Mountain."

"No, I can see it." Altarel narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's not a siege, but the dwarves killed them. It seems that they don't only know to hide in the mountains and dig rocks."

"Very good." Zelin was a little surprised. He planned to help Gushan and attack the enemies in the besieged camp after defeating the enemies in River Valley City. He didn't expect Thorin to take the opportunity to attack at night so cooperatively: "Alta Reall, let's set out, I will completely defeat the enemy tonight!"

After speaking, Zelin blew his whistle, ran two steps forward, and leaped for life from the edge of the clock tower. Jumping down in the air, the Griffin flew by, and the Demon Hunter landed firmly on the Griffin's back. Then came Altariel, who fell behind Zelin.

The griffin swooped down, then glided against the blood-stained ground of the square, and finally flew into the sky.

Francesca stood on the spot, looking at the back of another elf riding away on a griffon with complicated eyes, and in the end, she just sighed heavily.

Chapter 2490 Entering Mordor

A few days later, the South--

In the evening, the sunset finally spread the sun from the side of Gondor to the foot of Mordor, crossing the place where the volcanic ash cloud has not yet shrouded, and illuminating the stone steps of the Shadow Mountains, shining on the black rocks, as if the sun has been covered. The mountain is absorbed, just like its name.

Grasping a raised rock, Gnaiya turned her head and looked back. Behind him, on the east bank of the Anduin River, the black ground echoed the dark clouds in the sky, almost completely covering the ground.

"Talos is here, this number is too much."

Facing the light of the setting sun, the spear tip of the Orc Legion reflected cold light, like a marching steel forest.

"Are these all half-orcs going to attack Gondor?" Above, Bilbo, who had just climbed onto the rock platform, wiped the sweat from his forehead. Did you rush out?"

"If Zelin and I didn't lie or deliberately exaggerate when he was telling me about Mordor, then this might be just a small part." Gnaiya's arm exerted force, grabbed the rock and pulled herself up. The artificially excavated steep mountain road has long been broken and shattered under the erosion of the years, and many places have long been integrated with the cliffs. A fairly flat rock lay across the stairs. Everyone else had already waited on it. Looking forward, the narrow mountain stairway at the other end was hidden among the barbed rocks: "Ah, World War. There is nothing more than heroic deeds. It’s about war. If it’s not to **** the ring, I’ll definitely go to Gondor, take part in this battle, and let the local bard record my merits. When I arrive at Songard after my death, this will definitely be good. Talk about it."

"I can **** me and Frodo and Sam here. I am very grateful to you, Lord Gnaiya." Bilbo opened the water bag, drank saliva, and licked some chapped lips: "I can't ask you to help us. Do more. You can go to Osgilius or Gondor with the lady in black. We have already reached Mordor and we can see the Doomsday Volcano. We can sneak in. It is said that Doomsday Volcano can be seen. There is no guard inside, but I stole the heart of the mountain under Smaug's eyelids."

"I'm not questioning your ability, Bilbo, but I've never been a person who gave up halfway." Gnaiya said, "You keep going, I'm here to break. Since Frid has not returned bad news, There must be no enemies ahead, and I will catch up with you soon."

The three hobbits stood up from the ground and patted the dust on their clothes. The shirt and trousers became dirty.

"We'll see you earlier, dear madam." Frodo waved his hand, and Sam bowed to Gnaiya, then put on his backpack and trot a few steps to follow Frodo. Guru has been closely following Frodo: "We will wait for you at the end of the stairs."

Gnaiya's face was a little strange, she managed to squeeze out a smile, and beckoned: "See you soon, I will remove the remaining traces, lest half-orcs find out."

Seeing their figures disappear among the towering rocks, the Dragonborn sighed heavily.

"Didn't find a chance?"

Frid's voice appeared in Dragonborn's ears.

"Look at that sneaky little guy, one step away from Frodo, I can't just walk over and pull it out and hack it to death, right?" Dragonborn spread his hands: "The hobbits value vows. It swears to be Frodo’s servant, Frodo will definitely protect it. Talos is here, this kid is too kind, I don’t know if he can really deliver the ring if he leaves the escort? I have to doubt love King Long's decision. No matter which world, the sharp-eared guy seems to be unreliable."

Frid slanted his eyes and glanced at Gnaiya: "Are you going to help him?"

"As long as he can perform his duties, I will protect him." Gnaiya shrugged: "They said it has something to do with Zelin. Zelin was entangled by a guy in this world called the Dark Lord, and it might even be possible. Fall into its control. As long as you destroy the ring, you can ensure that Zelin is safe. This is the reason why I have been here all the way. Make sure that the ring is destroyed. I don’t know you, there are others who have come to this world. What is the purpose of this, but I have only one purpose, to destroy the ring and guarantee the freedom of Zelin's soul."

"It's touching." Fride said lightly, without any emotion in her tone: "You have a very good relationship with him."

"I once doubted whether my emotions were impulsive or a deliberate decision." Gnaiya sighed and scratched the back of her head: "Before that, I had doubted more than once, what exactly did he do to me? I thought about it, especially when I knew that he knew other...good friends. For this reason, I chose to return to the World’s Roar Monastery and meditate for a while, wanting to reflect on whether my decision was correct in the wind and snow. "

"Then what?"

"Then a person named Milac came to trouble me, I wrote to Zelin, and he immediately rushed to Skyrim to help me. Later, we figured out that it was an evil **** named Mora who was controlling all this behind the scenes. It collected the soul of Milak, and Milak was the original dragonborn. He wanted to resist the devil, but the price was to defeat me, because there can only be one dragonborn. He reappeared, and I would disappear. But my strength is far from enough to defeat the enemy, unless I sign a contract with Mora to exchange its knowledge of dragon roar at the price of the soul becoming its servant after death." Dragonborn stretched out a finger: "But if it is Ordinary people, knowing that I was involved with the Demon God, ran away in terror. But he didn't hesitate when he promised to help. Risking his life to break into the realm of Oblivion and ruin my contract."

"He is so strong?"

"It has something to do with another demon. He never told me what the price he paid." Gnaiya recalled the past and couldn't help but chuckle: "Since then, I have known my decision back then. That’s right. After all that was over, I asked him what should we do if the Demon God came up again. He said, let’s face it together. Now, when it’s his turn to encounter danger, I will never let myself out of it. I made an agreement with him, no matter how dangerous, we will face the enemy together."

After a pause, Gnaiya put away the chuckle on her face and moved her fingers: "But if there will be more residents in the castle in the future, then I must use the dragon roar to calm him down. In the past, we I can still sleep on a bed, and now the castle looks a bit crowded."

Frid did not speak, and deliberately ignored the second half of Gnaiya's sentence.

"Okay, is there a suitable place ahead? Right now...cough cough!" Long Yi took a deep breath, and coughed with the volcanic ash floating in the air. She raised her hand and waved in front of the tip of her nose: "I hate this place like Morrowind... Soon we are going to enter Sirius Ang. I don’t want to be in Mordor, when I’m resting. I have to open one eye too, lest the monster takes the opportunity to cut my throat."

"There is an abandoned tower to the east of Sirius Ang, and there is fire in the tower." Frid said softly, "There are half-orcs hunting on the mountain road."

Gnaiya was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "But half-orcs, is this suitable? Don't forget, someone here is carrying a ring. If it is discovered...I don't want to solve one trouble, cause another trouble. ."

"You can use whatever method you think is appropriate." Fried did not say much.

Long Yi thought for a while: "No, this method is not very good. I have a way. Then you will protect them. I will explore the way. When it's time for Sirius Ang, you will cooperate with me to solve this matter. . We better destroy the ring quickly. People say that destroying the ring can win the war. If it is late, I am worried whether Virginia will not be able to hold so many enemies. She is just a mage, And there is no magic power here. If she relies solely on the potion to restore her power, she can't deal with too many enemies."

While they were talking, Osgilius' soldiers also saw the overwhelming Mordor army on the other side of the river, pressing against the city like an unstoppable dark cloud in the sky.

Chapter 2491 The Returning Hero

Augislias -

Virginia put down the potion bottle she had just drunk and sighed heavily.

"Your Excellency."

A soldier respectfully placed a wooden tray with plates on the table and bowed to Virginia. The mage girl nodded tiredly, did not say much, just put her eyes on the plate. It contains tomatoes, grapes and bread, as well as a small plate of butter, and a jar on the side of the tray is filled with water. Originally all they sent were malt liquor, and Virginia resolutely refused any alcohol-related beverages. As a mage, she must stay awake at all times, let alone on such a dangerous front line.

"Thank you."

She has spent so many days in Osgilias, and the soldiers here know that there is a powerful wizard to help them guard the city. Everyone respected her, and Virginia was very useful to her. However, after a short while, the continuous battles quickly consumed her stamina and energy, and after the initial pride and joy, only exhaustion was left.

I have to admit that if you want to do things like Zelin, provide help to people and gain fame, benefits and helpers like him, you also need the same vigorous energy as him.

There are methods and decisions.

Rubbing her temples, Virginia ate some casually. The war has continued, but there is no problem with the food supply in Gondor, and the soldiers can still eat and drink before they go to fight the Orcs. It's just that everyone has less and less time to rest. The offensive of the half-orcs is like a wave. Just after the last attack, the sentry can see the new tribe of half-orcs that are gathering in the distance.

If Zelin were here, what would he do?

Virginia slowly chewed the bread in her mouth, thinking. Will he choose to take the initiative? Or is it to set up more lines of defense in the city, with layers of defense, to eliminate the enemy's power? This is not the knowledge that Virginia has learned, at least, there is no collection of books related to it in Winterhold College. She wanted to give Faramo some valuable advice, but so far, all she could do was to destroy more enemies with magic.

Zelin can also use swords to destroy enemies, but he doesn't only use swords.

Thinking of this, the mage girl couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. She has always wanted to be a person like Zelin, but now it seems that it is a bit difficult. She can read a book, but guessing the enemy's thoughts and what's next based on some subtle details is no different for her.

It's just that it's not time to give up yet. In Winterhold College, she has encountered more difficult situations than it is now, and one academic difficulty has been overcome. How could she be blocked by such a small problem.

Swallowing the bread, Virginia picked up the water glass and rinsed her mouth with water. The process of escorting Bilbo was not challenging, and she did not agree with Gnaiya's approach. She wants to play a role where she can realize her value more. This is one of the reasons why she came to Osgilius. Back then, in Mordor, she used magic to defend the city wall in Minas Ihir. She did this more than once, and this was a part she was familiar with.

There is another thing that scares her. When she was near Mordor, every night when she lay down to rest, strange thoughts would pop up in her heart from time to time. If she gets the ring, will she become as popular as Zelin? Respected by others? Everything that Zelin showed during the time he put on the ring was so charming in her eyes. If I wear the ring, can I also get some new wisdom and knowledge?

Such thoughts appear every day.

It also made Virginia shudder, because every time, she would think of the possibility that Zelin mentioned during the night talk with them in Rivendell.

Will the ring seduce a group of people? In the end, everyone believed that everything the preceptor did was correct.

If you are tempted by the ring, even if you finally wake up, you will probably be treated as a joke by Gnaiya, remembering it for a lifetime.