How deep the abyss is beneath the bridge of Caesardom, perhaps even the dwarves of the Moria Mines do not know.

Jumping into the abyss, it seems that there is no turning back. In fact, one of Yang Jiangong's hearts had already been mentioned to his throat, and he felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. Beneath the abyss, into the misty fog, you can't see any light or shadow, you can't hear anything other than the sound of the wind.

Regarding Gandalf's experience under the abyss, he only remembers that Gandalf said something like this in the movie, "I fell into the abyss, into the sea of fire and deep water, from the deepest center of the earth to the highest snowy peak......"

Throughout the fall, the Gandalf, the Fire Demon, and anything else Yang saw below him were spinning around his head. And his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, suffocating terribly.

"Soldier, hold on to one end of your cane, or you'll be smashed into a meatloaf."

Gandalf's voice exploded in his ears, but Yang Jiangong didn't care how the other party did it, because every time he wanted to speak, his entire mouth would be filled with airflow.

Struggling to swing his arms back and forth, from top to bottom, Yang Jiangong grabbed the other end of the cane, and suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

But the abyss of the black hole, like the big mouth of a monster, has passed for a long time, but it is still bottomless, and his heart begins to 'thump'.

"Whatever Gandalf is trying to do, I just hope his methods work." Yang Jiangong's heart was silent.

The easiest solution for a 10-minute fall is to close one eye and let the body's balance system rely more on muscles than vision.

He could close one eye to soothe his dizziness and fear, but Yang Jiangong couldn't close his eyes, he knew that if it was dark in front of him, his heart would be even more timid and confused.

Huhu――――

A wave of heat rolled in.

There was a gravitational force that sucked his body into the volcano.

"Is it the so-called sea of fire?"

As soon as he had this thought, Yang Jiangong's body smashed into the water again.

Subconsciously thought that I had fallen into magma. For a short while, Yang Jiangong was so frightened that his palms were sweaty, his soles of his feet and scalp were numb, and his whole body was sweating.

"It's a sea of fire again, and it's deep water again. What an international joke. ”

Yang Jiangong roared loudly in his heart, and when he reopened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and his gaze was wild, and he immediately bit his tongue with his teeth to force himself to stay awake.

The abyss is still the abyss, and the qiē that has just been encountered may simply be a confusion caused by a lack of oxygen to the brain.

"Oxygen is getting thinner." Yang Jiangong glanced at Gandalf, and the other party also closed his eyes. I don't know if he fainted, or if he did it on purpose.

Gradually, he was suddenly wrapped in a large stream of cold air, and Yang Jiangong's trembling lips were covered with white saliva, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Looking down, he saw that the Fire Demon was beneath him and Gandalf's bodies, and a snow-white patch appeared at the end of his vision.

"This, it's snowflakes." Yang Jiangong looked at the wind and snow that appeared beside him in a daze, he didn't know what place this was, but he knew that it was about to bottom out.

"Gandalf—"

His whole body was like a dead branch swaying in the cold wind, and Gandalf did not respond to two consecutive sounds. The only sober cognition in Yang Jiangong's mind was to tell himself, "Calm down-keep calling, you must wake up this old man." ”

"Gandalf—"

In no more than half a minute, the body will hit the landing.

However, Gandalf still did not respond, and the feeling in his heart at this time was indescribable to Yang Jiangong.

Bang――――

The Firedemon first smashed into a snow-covered mountain.

Seeing that he was about to die, some pictures and many childhood memories all rushed into Yang Jiangong's mind, making him unable to continue thinking.

Until a spell sounded in his ear.

“Nauranedraithammen！”

There was a cloud of white light in front of him, and Yang Jiangong felt as if his body had fallen on a piece of catkins.

Then, a strong hand pulled him out of the soft snowdrift.

"Get up. If you want to defeat the fire demon, you can't hide in the snow. ”

It was like a different person from Gandalf who had just closed his eyes, and the Gandalf in front of him seemed energetic and radiant, and he ordered Yang Jiangong to stand in a good position, exuding an unyielding and resolute attitude between his eyebrows.

"Roar---"

In front of you is the top of a mountain peak, covered with snow at your feet, and it is a circular flat land with limited space.

It's like a Colosseum held up in mid-air.

In addition to panicking, Yang Jiangong's ears were about to be deafened, he raised his head and saw that the fire demon was roaring in anger, and the sound was rolling like heavy thunder.

Falling into a world of ice and snow, except for a small amount of fire on his head and a puff of smoke, most of the flames on the fire demon's body were extinguished, revealing large areas of petrified skin with a black and red color.

"I'm going to defend the front, and you're going to go around behind it. It would be of great help to me if you could delay its action. ”

Listening to Gandalf's words, Yang Jiangong held his breath, he carefully bent his hands into an arc, slowly approached the behemoth, and then supported the ice and snow on the ground with his hands, and pounced between the legs of the fire demon.

"I stand here and bury you with my own hands, slave of Morgoth."

Gandalf yelled at the Fire Demon, and with his voice, not only did the Fire Demon whip the whip in his hand loud and loud, but a thick bolt of lightning appeared in the air.

In this gap, Yang Jiangong landed on his toes and turned his ankle hard, and he slashed at the fire demon's right calf with half of his sword. Although he didn't know the point of doing that. The remnant sword that fell from his hand had no effect on the petrified skin of the fire demon at all.

“Nauranedraithammen！”

Bang - Jump - -

Yang Jiangong's heart sank deep into his chest, and in addition to the roar of the fire demon, there were constant Gandalf spells in his ears, as well as thunder and lightning in the sky.

Without tons of courage and guts, it's hard to hold on. After a series of thunders, Yang Jiangong felt that blood was shocked out of his ears.

Gandalf is ostensibly a wizard, but he is actually a Maia. In the novels that Yang Jianyi remembers, Maiya is equivalent to a sub-god.

When Maia was sent to Middle-earth, she trained, built, guided, and awakened the hearts and minds of those threatened by Sauron, so that they could resist evil in their own strength. Although Maiya is a sub-god, the God's restriction on Maia is that in Middle-earth, it is not allowed to show the strength of the sub-god. 】

Right now.

Being in this cold inner world, it is theoretically far away from Middle-earth.

This might allow Gandalf's sub-divine abilities to be unleashed, even if only slightly.

Puff -

There was a sound in his ears, and Yang Jiangong was shocked to find that the skin of Yan Demon's petrified legs suddenly collapsed, and the half of the long sword in his hand had been deeply pierced.

"Gandalf's lightning has made the petrified skin of the Firefiend fade!?" A question appeared in Yang Jiangong's head.

However, it was too late for him to think about it now.

Because the fire demon turned his body, "Roar--"

It roared angrily at Yang Jiangong, and then stared at the ant that 'bitten' it hurt at its feet.

"Damn, you can also pull hatred at this moment."

From the bottom up, meet the eyes of the fire demon. Yang Jiangong's heart began to beat violently.

At this time, the only clear realization in his mind was to tell him that he should flee quickly, but his stiff limbs seemed to be rooted in place, and he couldn't move half a step.

There are cliffs all around, and there is no other way to survive except to jump.