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At the same time, Mike also received many orbs of light from the brown-robed wizard Redagast.

Judging from the characteristics of the various orbs of light, this brown-robed wizard's abilities are not much worse than Tom's in the Black Forest.

Meanwhile, Mike's own mythic level has finally broken through to level nine after so many days.

Advancing to the next level will allow one to once again experience a leap in the level of life.

“Hello, Mike. Do you know the origin of these dark creatures?” Redagast also noticed the two giant spider corpses curled up in front of Mike.

Even in death, these giant spiders, larger than elephants, still send chills down your spine.

Unsurprisingly, the monsters that attacked the cabin earlier were them.

“I came from the direction of the dense forest, and I’ve never seen such giant spiders before. They must have come from the Misty Mountains…” Mike stopped fiddling with the spider carcass.

Aside from their enormous size and the denser concentration of dark energy, these spiders are not of much research value.

Mike, on the other hand, had heard that spider meat was as delicious as crab. However, the spider's unappealing appearance ultimately made him decide not to try it.

Next, Redagaster went up to examine the giant spider's corpse and looked up to see Mike still standing there.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t thanked you yet for helping me out of a major problem. Please come inside for a cup of tea.” Having found nothing more, Redagaster invited Mike into the cabin.

Then, taking out various herbs, he brewed Mike a cup of strangely colored herbal tea.

It's very effective and can help people relieve physical discomfort, but Mike doesn't really like it because the taste is so strange.

"Could you describe in detail what it felt like to fight those giant spiders?" On the other end, Redagast took a sip of his own tea, relaxed, and started the conversation.

The resurgence of dark forces has become an inevitable trend, and even the brown-robed wizard cannot guarantee that Ross Gobel can withstand the next invasion of those giant spiders.

So before that, he wanted to learn as much as possible about his opponents.

“A single giant spider shouldn’t be stronger than a troll, but this kind of spider is clearly a social animal…” With Mike’s current strength, he could easily deal with both trolls and giant spiders, but he still analyzed cautiously: “If it’s a group of giant spiders, their destructive power will definitely be more terrifying than that of trolls.”

Moreover, compared to the slow-growing trolls, the giant spiders have a significantly stronger reproductive capacity and growth rate.

"This is troublesome!" The thought of a swarm of giant spiders, each with the strength of a troll, attacking Ross Gobert sent chills down Redagast's spine. "No, I can't just sit here and wait to die. I must find out their source and find a way to deal with them before the next attack from the dark forces..."

Having made his next decision, Redagast looked at Mike and said, "I'm going to visit Rudolf's Wasteland near the Misty Mountains. Perhaps I can find the answer I'm looking for there. Do you want to come with me?"

There is strength in numbers, and the brown-robed wizard could sense that the young man before him was no ordinary person.

Then there's Rudolf's Desolate Tomb, the closest dark lair to Rosgobel, where the human Nine Rings holder, the Witch-King of Angmar, is buried.

He was also a follower of the Dark Lord Sauron.

"Going to Rudolf? We're on the same route then. I was planning to visit the Northern Highlands anyway." If Mike remembered correctly, Rudolf was on the edge of the Northern Highlands.

“That’s great! Let’s get going now!” Radargast stood up, put on his hat, and then beckoned Mike to head outside.

Once outside, the brown-robed wizard put his fingers to his lips and whistled.

Before long, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the jungle, and then a group of rabbits pulling a sled appeared in front of the cabin.

"You almost bumped into me just now..."

"It's because you... were too slow..."

"I feel... a little itchy in my ear..."

"Were two monsters here before...? That was terrifying..."

……

These are all Rosgobel rabbits raised by the brown-robed wizard. They are much larger than ordinary domestic rabbits and look adorable.

Mike, with his animal-friendly nature, could "hear" that these rabbits were all "talkative".

“Good children…” Redagast stepped forward and patted the ears of the two arguing rabbits, calming their restless hearts. Then he invited Mike to sit in the [sled] and directed the rabbit convoy, “Destination: Rudolph Wilderness, let’s go!”

Instantly, the rabbits cheered.

"Let's go... Let's go..."

"Run...run...run faster..."

……

Clearly, these rabbits aren't very intelligent, but they are very fast runners.

The specially designed sleds, pulled by the rabbits, glide smoothly through the forest like the wind, occasionally even "flying" over various obstacles in the mountains and forests.

This was the first time Mike had ever experienced "skiing" on land, and it was unexpectedly fun.

"Hold on tight... We're not far from Rudolf's Wasteland... We'll be there soon..."

Redagast seemed particularly excited as he sat in the sled. He held his hat down with one hand and gripped the handrail with the other, his beard being blown into a mess by the wind.

At the same time, he didn't forget to loudly remind Mike next to him.

“I feel great, maybe we can go even faster.” Mike “heard” that the rabbits pulling the cart ahead weren’t using their full strength.

"Did you hear that, children? Our guests want to go even faster!!!" The brown-robed wizard laughed, urging the rabbits to speed up again.

Then, after the Rosgobel rabbits increased their speed, the sled truly transformed into a hurricane, leaving afterimages as it traversed the forests and valleys.

……

"Danger...danger ahead..."

"We can't go any further..."

Half a day later, the Rosgobert rabbit, with its incredible speed, led the brown-robed wizard and Mike to a huge tomb.

But once they got close to the cemetery, the rabbits refused to go any further, and their "talking" revealed a clear sense of unease.

"Alright, children. You can wait for me here." Redagast didn't force the rabbits to continue forward, but instead reassured them again.

Then they invited Mike to join them on their journey to the tomb of the Witch King of Angmar.

At the entrance to the cemetery stand two medieval stone sculptures, the huge "hero" stone giants appearing to "awaken" at any moment, enveloped in black mist.

"Looks like we've found the right place." Redagast frowned as he gazed at the large amount of demonic energy gathering above the tomb. "I just wonder how far the Dark Lord's power has developed."

After saying this, the brown-robed wizard carefully walked into the cemetery, wanting to find out more.

Just then, a figure of black mist suddenly materialized in the air, slashing down with a black short sword at the wizard's head.

"Be careful~"

At the critical moment, Redagast, alerted by Mike's warning, raised his wand just in time and blocked the shadow's fatal blow.

“Angmar Witch-king…you’ve become a Ringwraith…” The brown-robed wizard looked up and saw a pale face beneath the black cloak.

Fortunately, the Ringwraith had only just awakened and its power was not yet sufficient to kill the wizard.

During the stalemate, Mike leaped forward, grabbed the short sword from the Ringwraith's hand, and was then met with a blinding flash of holy light.

"It wasn't purified after all!"

Although the Ringwraith was melted by the Holy Light, Mike could sense that it was not "dead".

"The power of the Ringwraiths comes from the Rings. As long as the corresponding Rings are not destroyed, the Ringwraiths will not disappear..."

The Rings of Power that Sauron gave to the nine kings of mankind have long since been taken back by him. To completely kill the Ringwraiths, it is necessary to find the Dark Lord himself.

Redagast, who was about to explain the situation of the Ringwraiths to Mike, turned around and saw that the other was still holding the blade of the cursed sword in his hand. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

The sword in the hands of the Witch-King of Angmar is a true cursed sword; anyone wounded by it will immediately decay.

Even the soul will be imprisoned by the demonic sword.

It can be described as a truly demonic sword.

"Quick, quick, let it go, don't hurt yourself!" After his initial shock, Redagast finally managed to utter a complete sentence.

However, at that moment, the black mist swirling above Rudol suddenly coalesced, forming a giant demonic eye burning with demonic flames.

Through the vertical pupils that resembled venomous tongues, the phantom of the demon king Sauron, clad in armor, slowly approached.

"The Eye of the Demon King... Sauron is watching us... He has truly risen from the dead..."

Looking at the gigantic demonic eye engulfed in flames, the brown-robed wizard was once again speechless with shock.

Of course, it's also possible that they were frightened.

"Playing tricks!!!"

Unable to bear seeing someone put on such a show in front of him, Mike instantly unleashed his holy power and soared into the sky. He then drew his flaming holy sword and cleaved the Demon Eye in two with a single strike.

Amidst a piercing howl, the giant demonic eye transformed back into black mist and eventually dissipated.

"Tch, it really is a 'projection'..." Mike gave the cowardly Dark Lord a look of disdain, then landed back on the ground and put away the Flame Holy Sword.

"You, you...you actually 'killed' the Demon Lord!" Redagast was certain that he had never been so surprised in his entire life as he was today.

That was an immortal demon lord who had forged twenty magic rings.

"The other party is just a projection or a clone, not as powerful as you think." Mike shook his head noncommittally, instead feeling that the brown-robed wizard's reaction was a bit excessive.

"That's still quite impressive~" Redagast seemed to have a new understanding of Mike, thinking to himself: No wonder the other party dared to grab the cursed sword with his bare hands, so he is really strong.

"Should we continue exploring Rudolf?" Mike looked at the cemetery before him. After the Ringwraith Witch-king of Angmar and the Eye of the Demon Lord disappeared, the dark power here seemed to have vanished as well.

“No need. Although we didn’t find any trace of the giant spider this time, we unexpectedly confirmed that the Demon Lord Sauron and his minions have been resurrected.” Redagast thought for a moment and said, “Next, I plan to contact my other companions to discuss how to deal with the dark forces.”

Previously, everyone only knew that the forces of darkness were resurfacing, but now the brown-robed wizard has confirmed that the Dark Lord has awakened. This news is a very important turning point for all the races of Middle-earth.

If the invasion of dark creatures was merely a disaster, then the resurrection of the Dark Lord could overturn the entire continent.

“Are you going to see Gandalf? Then you can take these two swords to him for me. And this short sword is for the hobbit by his side…” Mike took out the three ancient elven swords he had obtained earlier.

It's a waste to keep this thing in his hands.

"Swords forged by the elves, superb craftsmanship..." Redagast originally wanted to praise the three fine swords in front of him a little more, but when he thought of the powerful flaming greatsword in Mike's hands earlier, he instantly felt that these three elven swords were nothing special.

“I am indeed planning to go find Gandalf, and I may also need to meet other wizards and elves. Aren’t you going to come with me?” Redagast, who already regarded Mike as a “comrade,” looked away from the elven sword and asked the question that concerned him.

"No, as I said before, I'm going to explore the Northern Highlands next." Mike smiled and declined the brown-robed wizard's invitation.

“Alright then, have a pleasant journey. But before that, there’s something I need to ask you.” Radagast looked at Mike’s empty hands.

"Are you looking for it?" Mike took out the cursed sword that he had casually received from his private space and handed it to the brown-robed wizard.

“Yes, I want to prove to others that the Ringwraiths and Sauron have been resurrected, and this is the proof.” Redagast took out a thick piece of leather and carefully wrapped the cursed sword in it and put it away.

Sauron, the Dark Lord, has only recently been resurrected and will need a long time to accumulate power. Similarly, uniting the various races of Middle-earth to fight against the Dark Lord will also be a task that takes considerable time.

This will be a protracted battle...

After agreeing to meet again, the brown-robed wizard, carrying three elven swords and a cursed sword, boarded the Rosgobel Rabbit [sled] and sped south towards the Misty Mountains.

As for Mike, after watching the other person leave, he also headed north towards the Misty Mountains.

Chapter 598 The Northern Highlands and the Giant Eagle

While the dwarven adventure party was still wandering in the Mirkwood, and Gandalf was still racking his brains about how to persuade Thorin to go to the Elven settlement to ask the Elves to help them translate runes, Mike had already crossed layers of snow-capped mountains to reach the northern highlands.

This vast plain nestled among mountains and forests was not as desolate as Mike had imagined.

Because of the numerous dark creatures in the surrounding mountains, this place has attracted a vast number of wandering knights from all over the world who come here to make a living.

These wandering knights then formed various villages, large and small.

Once the population increases, business opportunities arise.

In some of the larger villages, even taverns, blacksmith shops, and general stores were built.

Most of the wandering swordsmen who come here to make a living have their own special skills. Mike has been wandering around here for more than half a month and has also acquired quite a few skill orbs.

Most of these are wilderness survival skills, while the other part consists of experience in using various weapons and combat.

Among the various weapons used, the bow and arrow and the longsword have the most experience.

After all, there are many skilled archers and longsword users among the wandering knights. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and after more than half a month of accumulation, Mike is now a veritable "sharpshooter" and "sword master".

"So you're the lone traveler who recently arrived from outside? I've heard your swordsmanship is quite good. Would you be interested in a duel with me?" In the village tavern, a tall man with a long sword at his waist walked straight up to Mike.

Obviously he came prepared.

“【Big Steps】I’ve heard of you too. You’re a very skilled lone wolf. How do you want to compete?” Mike looked up at the newcomer.

I don't know why, but people in the Central Plains are particularly fond of giving others nicknames.

Previously, in Ross Gobert, Mike had asked the brown-robed wizard how he got the title of "Ogre Slayer".