meeting

“Ashnazgdurbatuluk，ashnazggimbatul，ashnazgThrakatulukaghburzum－ishikrimpatul。 ”

Language is a powerful thing -- not the power that the modern world calls it to be, but at the beginning of eternity, language lit up the power of civilization when the world was dark, and language represented power at that time, and any byte was a resonance between human beings and the whole world, but human beings have long lost this language.

The subtle sound didn't attract Zhao Mian's attention originally, he just participated in this meeting because of Gandalf's invitation, and Zhao Mian, who planned to stay in this beautiful elven country for a while anyway, agreed to find a formal reason for himself to stay here.

However, when the human representatives who had traveled a long way, the elven princes from other elven kingdoms, and the dwarves of the dwarf clan gathered in the palace of King Elron, Zhao Mian found that this time the matter he participated in was probably not so simple, but if it was something that required all the people of all ethnic groups to appear, then he naturally could not leave it alone - no matter whether that thing was good or bad!

In the midst of some argument, Frodo followed Gandalf's instructions and placed a ring on the stone table in the crowd - this was the second time Zhao Mian had seen the ring, it was still the same as the first time he saw it, full of malicious whispers, and the power on it still shone with its own unique brilliance - like a depraved demon.

Those words of discussion did not attract Zhao Mian's attention, compared to those words, Zhao Mian thought that the ring in front of him was more worthy of study—some unknown connection was connecting here through the ring, Zhao Mian could feel some primitive unknown power brewing in it, and then through the whispers that he had heard before, it slowly affected everyone here.

- People are gradually sinking into evil, their minds are slowly being corrupted, this form is no stranger to Zhao Mian, as was the case in Ulduar, the destruction caused by Yogsaron, the god of the thousand throats, and the god of the thousand eyes, Cthun, still manifests their evil power in the land of Azeroth, which is remembered by all the warriors who participated in those two battles.

Zhao Mian was ready to make a reminder, and he was ready to make a move at any time. It is necessary to ensure sobriety and absolute sanity, and any slightest negative emotion may be seized by that kind of power, which is no stranger to Zhao Mian.

But there was one person who was faster than Zhao Mian, and just as Zhao Mian turned his gaze from the ring to the surrounding crowd, Gandalf stood up and said the previous paragraph in a tone that Zhao Mian had never heard before.

At first, nothing happens—just like a spell doesn't work until it's finished, you can never get half of the spell effect because you're halfway through it. But as Gandalf spat out the last syllable, King Elrond's face changed dramatically—an evil force enveloped the whole of Rivendell, as if something dark had spilled out of a corner, obscuring the sunlight of the sky, and all the corridors were plunged into darkness, and a shadow quickly streaked across the place, and all the elves seemed to feel the power of the language, and they blocked their ears except King Elrond.

And this darkness did not last long, for a bright light pierced it, as if it had met a natural enemy, and by the light of light all darkness dissolved into the air - like the power that covered the hearts of the people in the meeting, and was reduced to nothing.

Everyone in the meeting stared at the beam, the light that should have stinged their eyes was unusually warm at this moment, and Boromo, who had come from Gondor and wanted to find an answer here, was surprised to find that all the injuries he had suffered during his journey had healed at this moment.

The light faded and finally disappeared into thin air, as if it had never been there. After the light disappeared, everyone found Zhao Mian standing there, he frowned and looked in the southeast direction, the source of the power just now was there, and he seemed to see a huge eyeball standing on the top of a tall tower in a trance, and the evil flame burned as if it had never been extinguished.

"It's not wise to do that, Gandalf. Zhao Mian withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Gandalf on the side, "No matter what you were talking about, but you have caught the attention of a being who is watching here - although I guess he can't see anything." ”

"He's right, Gandalf. No one has ever dared to speak this language in Imratri, and you are the first. After seeing that everyone had regained the ability to breathe, King Elon said, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Mian as if he were looking at something that had disappeared before eternity, "But I'm more interested in you, Zhao Mian - well, is that how you pronounce it? ”

"The light—what the hell is that?" Borromo asked, standing up, looking incredulously at the man who emerged from the light, a laid-back man who had been sitting next to Gandalf, a dress that didn't look expensive, making him even think he was Gandalf's retinue - but it wasn't, "I've never seen anything like it......"

"My power doesn't matter right now, guys. Zhao Mian pressed his hands down, signaling the other party to be quiet, he turned his head to look at Gandalf, "I think it's better to put this ring away first, its power is eroding the hearts of all the participants here - although this erosion is not as obvious as wearing it directly, it is very weak and not easy to detect, people will always oppose a world that changes suddenly, but the gradual change is not so difficult to accept." ”

"Of course, just like the words just now, this thing will appear here for the last time, and we will try to keep it as safe as possible so as not to endanger others. Gandalf stood up with his staff, and he looked around at everyone present, "The Lord of the Rings belongs to the Supreme Emperor, the One guides the Lord of the Rings, the One Lord calls the All the Rings, and the All the Rings are in one darkness. This is the meaning of that passage, in ancient times, the craftsmen of the elves knew that they had been deceived when they heard this, and the ring in front of you was the legendary One Ring. ”

"Then," said Irest, "there are only two paths before us, as Glorfindale said before: hide the Ring forever, or destroy the Ring." But neither of us can do it. Who can solve this dilemma for us?"

"No one can do it here," said Elon with a solemn expression, "at least no one can predict what the future will hold if one approach is taken." I've now figured out what to do, though. The west-facing road seems the easiest, so we can't take it into account. It must be surrounded and watched. The elves have fled Middle-earth all too often. At least, from my current point of view, we have to take a difficult path that no one guesses. If there is hope in the world, this is our only chance. Straight into the tiger's den, into Mordor, and left to die, we must return the Ring to the fire in which it was founded. ”

"Well, I'll be part of this team. Zhao Mian picked up the chair he had knocked down when he stood up, put it away, he bowed slightly, and said to King Elon with some apologies, "Also, can you borrow the tools of your blacksmith here - of course, if you have enough materials, it would be better, I will be responsible for crafting all the equipment that this team needs, I am very researched and confident in forging weapons and armor." Zhao Mian raised his head and looked around, everyone looked directly at him, he nodded, and said, "Everyone, I'll go and prepare some things first, and if there are people who need equipment, please come to the blacksmith shop and find me - I will definitely be there." ”