The Fellowship of the Ring was divided into two groups, with Aragorn heading south to find reinforcements, with Russell, Legolas, and Golden Bolt in charge of keeping him safe.

Gandalf and Boromo went to the royal capital of Minas Tirith, the four hobbits followed, and the One Ring was safest to be placed next to Gandalf, although Russell's strength was not bad, but ......

Without but, it's Gandalf!

This was a decision after everyone voted, because he was afraid that Russell would be cautious and retaliate against the team members who did not vote for him afterwards, so he chose to vote anonymously, but the result was not very friendly.

Gandalf 9 votes! Russell 1 vote!

Russell: ( ̄_ ̄) convex

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"Here, this is Dingmo Mountain, where the spirits of Denhalo wander!" Aragorn looked at the mountains in front of him with a lot of thoughts.

The souls of the rebellious oaths roamed the mountains, unable to rest in peace, until the descendants of Isidor lifted their curse.

"I have come here as prophesied to give the souls of the dead a chance to atone for their sins and to remove the shame they have bore on their backs." Aragorn's face was solemn: "Russell, do you know, I ......"

Halfway through speaking, Aragon suddenly felt that the picture was a little familiar, and subconsciously turned around to look at it. As he thought, no one was listening to him at all, and the three of Russell squatted in the corner, setting up a cauldron at some point.

Aragon: "......"

At every moment of sensationalism, no one cooperated, and Aragorn's heart was dripping with blood, and he secretly said that he had made friends carelessly, strode over, and decided to turn his grief into appetite and eat two more bowls today.

"It turns out that the nightmare tastes like this......"

Legolas and Golden Bolt nodded their heads, unlike Aragorn, they tasted the nightmare for the first time and were conquered in an instant.

The Nightmare died in the Battle of the Valley of the Holy Helmet, and although it could no longer move its ingredients, its obligations had to be fulfilled, and Russell thought the Nightmare thought the same way, so he fulfilled his last wish and cut it into pieces and carried it with him.

"It doesn't feel bad, but I don't know how the unicorn tastes?"

"Legolas, you're the elven prince, there shouldn't be a shortage of unicorns in the house, right?" Russell asked casually.

"No, the woodland kingdom domesticates bighorn deer, there are no unicorns."

"Bighorn Deer...... It's okay, let's try both ends another day. Russell said he didn't dislike it.

"Well, I'll try!"

Legolas frowned, struggled for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.

"Ahem!"

After eating and drinking, Aragorn coughed lightly, confirmed that the three of Russell were there, and said: "Guys, we will next go through the Road of the Dead, through this shortcut to Pelag, look for reinforcements in the south, and finally return to the port outside the royal capital along the Anduin River, do you have any better proposals?" ”

Russell and the three shook their heads repeatedly, Legolas and Jin Li were not familiar with the geography of Gondor, and Russell had lost his memory and didn't know anything, so whatever Aragorn said, they would go.

Aragon: "......"

Obviously the leader of the four-person team, he feels more like a tour guide, with three foodies who travel the mountains and rivers.

"Aragorn, over there of the undead, what are you going to do?" Russell asked as he put away the iron pot.

"I've just said that......" Aragorn was speechless, and had to repeat again: "I will give the undead a chance to atone for their sins and let them rest in peace." ”

"What, you know how your ancestors cursed the undead in the first place?"

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to curse a vile, shameless, shameless, lying white-robed mage!" Russell gritted his teeth and said that he was going to curse Gandalf, and that the bad old man had deceived him and failed to keep his promise.

Aragon: "......"

Remove the 'white robe', and the mage in your mouth is yourself!"

Russell was angry, and Gandalf had agreed with him to teach him illumination while guarding Fort Horn.

The Horn Fort was defended, but Gandalf refused to teach him illumination, dropped a pamphlet, and hurried to the royal capital with Boromo and the others.

Russell followed the practice method in the booklet, honed the illumination technique by himself, and practiced it after two attempts.

But soon, he found out that he had been deceived, and the lighting technique in the booklet could do nothing but lighting!

In fact, Russell knew from the beginning that Gandalf's magic was necessarily related to his own existence as Maia, and that it was more like instinct to say that it was magic, or simply a god-given power.

Can't share, can't teach!

Knowing this, Russell still took chances, or that sentence, what if hell!

It turns out that there are no ghosts, only a mature Maia!

……

"I have heard of Mount Dingmer when I was very young, and it is said that there are countless undead spirits roaming the valley, and fear is their weapon, intimidating the living from their undead realm."

Arriving at the entrance of the Way of the Dead, Legolas felt a hint of unhappiness, the forest here was gloomy and damp, and the lingering dead air filled the air, turning into a hazy gray mist, making it difficult for him to feel good.

"When I was a child, I also heard that no one alive can safely pass through the path of the dead, and that the undead have an attitude of revenge against the living, and those who enter are dead." Jin Li followed.

"When I was a child, I heard that the Rohan would rather go over the mountains than take the risk. The undead will attack passers-by with fear, causing them to lose their courage and die in terror in the valley. Aragorn said.

Russell nodded: "Coincidentally, I heard about it when I was a child, but because of amnesia, I don't remember anything!" ”

“……”X3

As they walked into the path of the dead, it was as if they had crossed an invisible boundary, and the valley in front of them began to fill with gray mist.

In a trance, a breathtaking magic sound whispered in his ears, and hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes, as if he saw a ghost figure fluttering, and there was a palpitation of being watched by countless pairs of eyes.

"Sigh Rhythm ~~~"

The war horses under the crotches of the four were restless, constantly stepping on their hooves and whispering, refusing to continue to move forward, and with a roaring wind, they were so frightened that they turned back and ran out of the valley.

"Looks like the undead don't welcome us!"

Russell pulls out the Edman Alloy Knife, and both Gandalf and Aragorn have said that the undead have no physical body and cannot harm the living, but without a weapon in their hands, they always feel unsure.

"If they remember the promise, that's the best, if they forget, let them go!" With the Mordor army overwhelmed and Gondor in jeopardy, Aragon won't waste too much time on the undead.

He had an even more difficult task on this trip, fending off the elite troops of Sauron's minions from the sea, the Umbar pirates.

The four of them walked along the valley, and soon found a cave in the mountain stream, and Legolas had sharp eyes and read the ancient words on it.

"The road ahead is sealed, the undead have laid a net, and they are guarding here......"

"How does it feel?"

Russell pouted: "The standard line for the weak, because they are scared, the demon king will write on the wall, 'The resort welcomes all the brave to stay, and the room and board are free'!" ”