After some timely rescue, everyone with food poisoning gradually came to their senses.

"What's wrong with me?" A weak halfling, shaking his head. I didn't know that I had already walked before the ghost gate closed.

"Strange? Why do I feel like my current self is so good? One of the halflings moved his body.

"Are you the same? I thought I was the only one who felt it. The other halfling, his words full of amazement.

"Look!" A halfling tugged at his sleeve.

"I remember a wound here." He said, gesturing to a spot on his arm.

It's just that now there is still a wound on his arm. Even the skin is smooth and smooth, like a newborn baby.

Along the way, it is inevitable to bump and bump. Especially in the Moriath Pits, they also experienced a treacherous battle with the orcs.

Seeing this result, the other halflings also began to examine their bodies.

"Look, the scars on my side are gone."

"Me too."

The halflings gathered together suddenly shouted and screamed.

At this time, the elves, dwarves, and humans in the original expedition all showed surprise on their faces.

They found that not only the scars on the surface of the body, but also some old wounds that had accumulated and hidden in the body before had disappeared along with them.

An unprecedented sense of ease surrounded them.

And what makes them happiest is that their own strength has more or less taken a big step forward.

Gandalf was still savoring the magic potion in his mouth, and the surging vitality surged out, instantly washing over the wonderful taste of his body.

Never since he arrived in Middle-earth had felt so relaxed.

It reminded him of his days in Valinor, of running in the sunset that day, of his lost youth.

"What's wrong with you?" Gandalf noticed that Galadriel and Kellepeng looked a little strange.

Their faces can be seen with a variety of expressions such as surprise, shock, apprehension, confusion and disbelief.

Kellerpeng opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Because of the food poisoning incident, this dinner ended hastily.

The eyes that everyone looked at Aruba when they were leaving, it can be described as love and hate.

The deliciousness of the golden egg fried rice and seaweed egg drop soup made them unforgettable. And the horror of the black unknown dishes, and they have seen the high-end method of killing people with food.

The crowd dispersed, and Celepon and Galadriel stood in the middle of the hall.

"I think I can let Gandalf know about this. He can be trusted. Galadriel said suddenly.

"At least not yet, because the stakes are so high." Kellerpeng shook his head.

"Yes, I hope he won't mind our concealment!" Galadriel nodded, agreeing with Calebon's approach.

"If it's really Moon Spring, then our Moon Spring may be saved!" Galadriel's emotions began to stir.

"As long as there is enough Moon Spring water to guide us, our Moon Spring should be able to be resurrected." Celebreng's mood was noticeably more agitated than Galadriel's.

"It's been thousands of years, and our dry Moon Spring finally has a chance to come back to life."

"Yes, I really want to thank our ancestors for their guidance, so that we met them.

Fortunately, we didn't make a big mistake before, otherwise we would have died and would not have been able to face the deceased ancestors. ”

Kellendron knew that Galadriel was referring to the one who mistook the town team for Valinor. Even now that he thinks about it, he feels extremely embarrassed.

If it weren't for Galadriel's proper handling at the time, he won the understanding of everyone in the town. Sauron will now threaten Middle-earth, and the question of the resurrection of Elven Springs will be even more elusive.

"Then let's pay a visit tonight, our honored guest!" Kellerpen decided.

"Maybe we should be the first to visit the little elf called the lantern, after all, he and we are the same kind, at least a little closer." Or Galadriel's mind is more delicate.

"yes, okay."

After the two agreed, they left the elven hall. When you're ready to take a break, go visit the townspeople.

"Aruba, what the hell is your third course?"

Murphy and Edward were gathered in Aruba's room, and Edward was pointing at Aruba with his pincers and questioning.

"That's a new product I developed myself, charcoal-grilled fish legs." As soon as I talked about this, Aruba got excited.

"Don't fool me, do fish have legs?" Edward looked at him with disdain.

"Why not? Octopuses have them! Aruba said disdainfully.

"That's called a hand, a tentacle!"

"You walk with pliers?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Murphy hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"We're here to discuss how to attack Salman. Don't take the topic away, okay? ”

"What's so negotiable about that? Let's take a team from each of us and just rush to the top of the line. "Aruba likes to go straight like that.

"No, no, it's too untechnical. It doesn't reflect our unparalleled resourcefulness at all. Edward immediately objected.

"Then lure them out and kill them again!" Aruba added another article to the original plan.

"Damn, is this different from the previous one?" Edward said angrily.

"Then what do you say?" Aruba threw the pot at Edward.

"We're going to... Forehead... This ......" Edward thought for a long time, and found that he couldn't say anything meaningful.

"I'll go! No map, no information, nothing, how can I come up with a plan? ”

"Actually, I think you're thinking too much." Murphy said suddenly.

"Let's not talk about it, whether the Human-Elf Alliance (the combined army of humans and elves) will approve of us, and whether it will lead a force for us.

Even if it is given.

Aruba, do you, a crypt lord who hides in caves and plows the land every day, command an army?

Edward, you have experienced war as a ferryman who forgot to cross the river?

You are not me, as a lord of the undead realm, you are either grabbing territory, or you are on your way to grabbing territory. When it comes to war, who else is more familiar with it than me? Murphy didn't forget to give himself a hand at the end.

"Azer, Satan, Lucifer." Three names popped into Edward's mouth.

"Uh......" Murphy was speechless.

After a while......

"So we're going to change our thinking!" Murphy began to change the subject, continuing.

"Why do we have to join the Elite Alliance?

I've heard that the orcs have all sorts of weird things, and it's no problem to blend in the way we are.

The main thing is that it is a hostile force, and it doesn't matter how much we toss.

If you're lucky enough to meet that guy named Salman, kill him and see who else can take the credit from us this time. ”

Murphy's words made Aruba and Edward's eyes light up as they listened.

Eventually, they decide to infiltrate the enemy and become an undercover agent and play a game of Infernal Affairs in another world. 14410