"Dark Forest!"

Looking at the large dense woods that appeared in front of me, there was almost no end in sight as far as it stretched to the left and right. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ling Qi denied the intention of entering directly and paying a friendly visit.

Thranduil is not the King of Elrond, and Leo's influence on this person may not be enough in the matter of the One Ring!

And he had to consider the worst-case scenario, if Thranduil had already obtained the One Ring, but concealed it, or even if he was directly controlled by the One Ring...

Thranduil is not Bilbo, and the Elven King and the Supreme Ring are not at all the strength he has on his face to deal with!

Infernal Affairs only makes sense when light and dark are in balance. Now that even Gandalf has been arrested, it would be the worst-case scenario if the three elven kings who carried the banner in the righteous camp turned against one more.

He wants to fish in troubled waters, and the new hole cards give him the opportunity to touch many big and small fish without knowing it, and finally catch them all!

The souls of the elves have become his forbidden body, and they cannot be destroyed or tampered with in advance, including his clones!

Not only is it delicious, but it also has a benign effect on his new bloodline!

So the war in advance, not what he needs now!

"You two wait here, remember, whatever you see later, don't enter the Dark Forest in advance!"

Ling Qi admonished, then turned around and strode away.

The howl of the wolf, which had not ceased since last night, had vanished as they approached the dark forest, and it seemed that something terrible was hiding inside!

"Whew!!"

Nitin looked at Farion, who looked calm, and was about to ask him what he thought of the lord's move, when suddenly an extremely loud wolf howl came from behind him, as if the wolf king was summoning rangers.

"Oops! Your Excellency is in danger!"

Nitin immediately thought it was a trap for the wolves and drew his weapon with a bang.

The sword made by the elves is not only curvaceous, but also sharper than the best weapons that can be found in the human world, second only to the special equipment forged by the Noldor elves, known to outsiders as "runic weapons".

"Don't look too much! Don't listen too much! The ability and strength of an adult are not something you can imagine! Even if he is in danger, if you rush over like this, do you think this will be a help to the adult, or will it become a drag?"

Farion's words were completely unkind, and Nitin turned red, but he couldn't refute it.

He knew that the captain of the escort was right, and if he was in danger, he could only be protected.

"Okay~Okay! I hope you're right!"

Nitin withdrew his weapon, stubbornly rejected, and then simply walked behind Farion, no longer looking at the strange jungle that seemed to be calling him, and instead staring at the way it came.

The loud wolf howl sounded again, this time far away, and Nitin breathed a sigh of relief.

He still refused to admit that he was actually more worried about himself than worried about Ling Qi's safety.

Even the previous actions were like a cover for cowardice.

About half an hour later, the sun tilted slightly to the west, and Farion's face was filled with inconspicuous black gases, staring at the forest that seemed to move with a sneer.

As for Nitin, he was raising his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his face, supporting his somewhat stiff body with his sword.

Knock! Knock!

The ground suddenly began to shake slightly and rapidly, accompanied by the sound of fine and tight hooves, and the dust obscured the sky into view.

Farion listened attentively and found that it was very different from the movement of thousands of horses, but like a herd of beasts encountering a dangerous migration!

"No, no, Farion, run, hide in the forest!"

Nidin was already frightened to the point where his legs went weak when he saw only a large area of dust flying in the distance, and he couldn't even see what the enemy was!

It reminded him of the first time he had faced a pack of wolves, when he had a mount and a companion by his side, and now he was almost alone!

The wolf is huge, and with the orcs on the wolf's back, the sound effect formed by the charge is definitely more majestic, like the tide of the sea!

This time the rolling dust is like a boiling torrent, and although the sound is not so violent, it is even more desperate!

Nitin turned around and ran without raising his head, this time without any subtle temptation from the forest, there were only two words left in the boy's head:

"Run!"

"Calm down!"

Farryn's grim voice came from behind, but Nitin didn't want to bother with him.

Then, he didn't want to care, because a heavy, powerful palm pressed against his shoulder, and the five iron fingers tightly wrapped around his shoulder blades.

Nitin oops, shocked and angry!

He just wanted to turn around and scold, when suddenly he was a spirit, and the overly violent fear in his mind disappeared.

"Wait! wolves? are all wolves? What about the lord? he said when he left—"

Nitin connected everything, and a crazy thought popped into his head, but unfortunately it was impossible to confirm it for the time being.

He felt that he should still retreat, this time it was no longer a desert escape, but a wait and see.

Those wolves had no intention of stopping their charge in the face of them, and if they didn't go now, they would immediately fall into an encirclement, and they wouldn't even be able to run!

To take a risk for the sake of a guess or an expired order would seem foolish to Nitin. It has nothing to do with loyalty, it's just that his character doesn't allow him to be foolish.

Farryn's hand did not let go at all, and he was completely indifferent to Nedin's persuasion or scolding. He didn't even look back, as if he didn't even know the wolves behind him.

The enraged Nitin didn't see that Farion had already pressed the hilt of his knife with his other hand, and he soon didn't have to worry about how to escape, because he knew it was too late.

Seeing the first row of wild wolves open their bloody mouths in unison, as if they were roaring silently, and as if they were preparing to prey, he felt that his legs were weak again!

Fear comes from within, and it is not something that any spell can form for no reason, unless it already exists, and there is a seed!

"I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid!

The boy struggled to break away from Farion, and this time the captain of the guard didn't hold back again.

Nitin pulled out the elven sword with both hands, losing even the scabbard, muttering self-hypnosis while staring fiercely at the gray wolf closest to him and running the fastest!

These wolves were not tall or robust, no more than the height of a Nitin's thigh compared to a wolf that was a small calf.

Such a wolf can be fought by any human warrior when fully armed, but it cannot be besieged, otherwise the elite warrior is easy to die in the wolf's mouth.

However, there are so many of them right now!

That's not a dozen, not a dozen, it's hundreds, even thousands!

Such a group of gray wolves, on the open plains, can completely bite and kill an entire team of elite infantry soldiers, unless that group of soldiers is all Gondor's spring guards!

"It's over! It's dead! It's over!"

Nitin was scared to the core, and he couldn't be sure if it was a witchcraft of fear cast by some force, or if it was his heart.

"Ahh

Nitin roared and raised his sword, the brilliant silver elven sword glowing with a little bit of blue and gold, shining dazzlingly in the sunlight.

He was like a human warrior in ancient times, fearless in the face of raging beasts.

It's just that his expression doesn't match his movements at all, that kind of demeanor mixed with fear and despair, which should definitely not be revealed by heroes and warriors.

"Idiot!

Farion's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Nitin's head, and the little courage that the boy had managed to ignite was completely extinguished, and he froze there as he watched a gray wolf swiftly pass by.

Thump!

Nitin slumped to the ground, snorting and panting.

He thought that he had seen a big scene and could be regarded as a heroic character, but he didn't expect that it was completely based on the fact that there were a large number of powerful teammates around him who could rely on it. When he faced danger alone, almost alone, he immediately revealed his cowardly nature.

"Woo~~~"

Nitin suddenly threw away the weapon in his hand, hugged his head and cried.

Wild wolves passed by the two of them, bringing with them gusts of wind and the peculiar stench of carnivores, but they didn't look at the two pieces of fresh meat.

Farion stood still, bowing his head and sweeping Nitin contemptuously, but did not let go of his weapon.

"Alright, don't cry! Your Excellency is coming back!"

Farion had reason to despise Nitin, he had always had the best equipment, and he had always been, but he didn't know how to be a good warrior.

If it weren't for his special relationship with the lord, Farrion wouldn't have stopped his reckless behavior. He never thought it was necessary for this kid to know that it was safest to stay by his side, unless he had already taken care of himself.

"I said, stop crying, do you think your sister would want adults to see you like this?"

The captain of the guard scolded, and there was a little more hatred of iron and steel.

He's been trying to train this kid to be a talent, and Nitin's talent is still good, it's just too young.

Nitin finally stopped crying, and it was clear that he cared about what Lynch thought of him.

He had just wiped away his tears and snot, and picked up his weapon from the ground, when the last scrawny old wolf had run past him.

The wolf was very old, so he was left behind and could only eat ashes with two humans.

It is thin but cunning, so it stays at the end.

It watched as countless of its kind rushed into the forest that represented death without looking back, and suddenly turned away, staring greedily at the young human who had no defense against it!

Panting and sticking out its tongue, it tried to get closer to its target, only to detect another suspicious and wary gaze!

Only then did the old wolf notice that there was another person next to the rookie fresh meat, it was indeed too old, and the old eyes were spent.

The cunning old wolf sensed an obvious threat from the other person, and immediately took a few steps back, pretending to leave!

Then, its old dim eyes passed over the two of them and saw another figure!

The old wolf immediately whimpered in horror, turned around and ran, removing all his disguise!

It was as if it were some kind of signal, and from it began to sound in the forest one after another wolf howls!

The old wolf will never forget that human, and he will never forget his whispers!

"Charlotte~"

"Cesar~"

"Morfanda~"

It heard the staccato whisper again, hoarse and seductive, as if coming from the mouth of a hellish banshee.

Its king became a slave of others, leading the entire tribe to charge the forbidden forest without fear of death.

It ran faster, as if it were avoiding something more dangerous than the forest.