In the deep hall shrouded in darkness, the deepest part of the hall bloomed with a dazzling light.

A graceful figure looked down at the elven diamond that radiated dazzling light in his hand, and his beautiful face was hazy by the unique light, but it faintly revealed a holy aura.

When Charles arrived, he was first struck by the situation.

The light that bloomed from the darkness was particularly dazzling, and it was also particularly obvious against the figure standing in front of the huge demon shadow.

When he turned his head to look at the sound, the long black hair that had accumulated on his shoulders poured down, and his bright face was faintly filled with a sense of sacredness, as if the god of light had quietly descended with the fact that the demon shadow surrendered to his feet.

"You-"

Looking at the figure that he could never have imagined would appear here, Charles was speechless.

"Garnir?" The other party looked in a trance, faintly surprised to see an acquaintance, but also full of confusion.

"I feel ...... It's weird, it's like...... It's like breaking something. She muttered, her expression eerie.

Then, in the next moment, the tall figure suddenly weakened his legs, and collapsed to the ground weakly, and the diamond in his hand also slipped from the palm of his hand and rolled beside him.

There was a strange metamorphosis taking place in the other party, and Charles could faintly detect it.

He didn't know if this transformation was good or bad, but the special power that made him jealous became faint, as if it was about to dissipate.

This made him unconsciously look at the brilliant diamond that rolled to the ground, thoughtful.

Charles didn't know exactly what was going on here, but it was clear at the moment.

Morgoth, and even the whole of Angban, fell into a deep sleep.

And the initiator seems to be this elven princess with a strange background......

He stepped forward, dragged Lucien up, who had collapsed, and then looked down at the diamonds that were quietly shining on the surface.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding darkness, this diamond is imbued with divine and magnificent beauty.

There seems to be a strange power contained in its blooming light, illuminated by this light, it is like being in a warm harbor, comfortable and relaxed, making people's tense hearts unconsciously soothed, as if they can relieve many burdens.

Charles stooped down to pick it up, then looked at the other two inlays on the heavy iron crown on the ground not far away.

He wanted to take it by the way, but a unique feeling made him subconsciously hesitate, as if as long as he did this, then something bad would definitely happen.

Looking at the shadow that fell asleep under the radiance of light, Charles finally did nothing, but carried Lucien and disappeared into the hall in an instant.

There was no sound in the silent Angban, but it was no longer in the slightest.

Hoping to save money, Charles didn't stay in the gap, but ran upwards as fast as he could after leaving the area of the main hall, the sound of footsteps echoing in the silent rock world, but fleeting.

Lucien is not heavy, but it can also affect the otherwise light movement to some extent.

At first, the sound did not hinder in the slightest, but as time passed, some beings were alarmed.

The charr used his shadow abilities to travel across the underworld, towards an area of the Enslaver's Cellar.

Yes, he wasn't going to take the right path, because he still had to chase the slaves, and because it was much closer than when Angban came from the main gate.

As I plunged headlong into the inconspicuous crevice of the rock, I continued to learn to move forward, and gradually, a deep earthquake around me quietly emerged and became more and more intense.

Faintly, Charles seemed to be able to feel the deep anger of Morgoth from it—the other party had woken up!

This made his escape move much faster.

……

From the outside world, the three volcanoes that had been quietly rising with ethereal black fog suddenly began to tremble.

The impact of this tremor was very large, and the Noldor cavalry galloping on the Arangard steppe in the distance could faintly feel the constant shaking of the ground under their feet.

They looked in the direction of the north, and then they saw that the three volcanoes, which were originally relatively stable, suddenly erupted rapidly outward with thick smoke, the smoke was deep and black, and after it emerged, it quickly spread in all directions!

The already gloomy sky was darkened by the smoke, and there seemed to be a faint flicker of fire in the darkness.

"What the hell is Morgoth up to?"

Outside a makeshift camp in the middle of the steppe, Fengon's face became very solemn as he calmed the restless horses beneath him.

It looks like Angban is going to happen, or rather, what has happened?

Speculation flashed through his mind as he instructed one of the scouts to return to the fortress in the Shadowmountain Mountains to deliver the message so that he wouldn't be caught off guard by the enemy.

But before the scout could go far, another scout from the north of the camp suddenly rode his horse, turned over and dismounted, and he told a piece of news.

"My lord, there are a large number of slaves in Angban who have escaped and are asking us for help!"

Fengong was stunned when he heard this.

Occasionally, one or two slaves will be lucky enough to escape the Northern Caves, but few of these slaves are pure, if not most, dark minions that have been secretly corrupted by Morgoth.

Therefore, the attitude of the Noldor towards these runaway slaves is a little subtle, sympathetic, but wary.

Hearing the report, Fingon subconsciously glanced at the volcano that was about to move, and guessed if it had something to do with it, but the scout's next words made him confused.

"There were no less than a thousand of them, and they claimed that all the slaves of Angband had escaped because they had been aided by Lord Garnier."

All slaves?

Garnier?

Thousands?

What and what is this?

Hadn't his nephew already returned to Linton? When did you enter Angban?

And how could he possibly get in?

You can also save all the slaves......

Is Morgoth blind?

Looking at the scout in front of him with a serious face, Fengong turned his head to look at a deputy beside him: "Help him check, I suspect that the poisonous smoke from the volcano has a psychedelic effect." It looks quite normal, but he actually talks some nonsense. ”

……

At the edge of a low rocky landscape around the gateway to Angban, groups of scrawn, skinny elves burst out from the bottom of a low hill, silently walking, and the first thing they did was not cheering, but startling.

A group of slaves who had escaped from the cave looked overhead unconsciously, and although the sky was now gloomy and dark, the sight they had not seen for countless years still made them look dazed, and then smiled with joy, or crouched down and wept.

It's just that whether they are crying or laughing, their behavior seems to be very cautious, and it seems that they have not completely detached themselves from their former environment.

"Will they help us?"

Looking at the elven scout who rode away, a leader who wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes turned to look at his companion beside him.

The long life as a slave has made these elves very wary of everything outside of their "own people", even if they were once of their kind.

"I think so, the Noldor here are said to be of the same blood as Lord Canir."

A Sinda who had been imprisoned in Angban for a long time said.

"Why don't we wait for Lord Garnier and let him take us out of here?"

There wasn't much contact, but as a hope for the slaves to escape, Charr was actually very influential among the leaders of the group, not to mention that he was also an elven king.

"Lord Carnier's kingdom is far from here, and even if we can follow him there, we must have these Noldor tribes to receive us."

"I don't want to go to the East, I want to go back to Winyama, I haven't seen my wife for a long time......"

Winyama is a city on the edge of the west coast where Turgong once ruled, but it has been abandoned for more than two hundred years since the construction of Gangdolin.

The escaped slaves were talking, some at a loss, others full of anticipation and impatience for the future.

It's just that the increasingly trembling volcano made these elves who had just pulled out of the cave quickly wake up, and after a short discussion, decided to leave here temporarily.

But one person chose to stay here.

"Old Harry, you should leave with us." An elf advised, "There are many of us, and we have left enough traces for Lord Carnir to find us." ”

"Let's go, I'm not in a hurry." The old man shook his head and sat on the rock wall at the exit of the secret passage, trembling uncontrollably, but a smile appeared on his face.

"It's a miracle for me to get through this journey."

The elf didn't say anything, but bowed deeply to the old human man.

"The fate of you and I is different, and parting today may be goodbye forever. We will remember the many things you have done to us and will always be grateful. ”

"Farewell...... the old man muttered, his expression flashing a little dazed, but he didn't hesitate much, struggled to get up, and saluted the other party back.

The standard etiquette caused the elf to look deeply at each other again, and then gathered the surrounding slaves and quickly left south.

The old man in the same place sat at the entrance of the cave again, muttering something in a low voice, so gradually, his whole person seemed to change into a different appearance in a trance.

Eol!