Chapter 10 Weapons
"Hey! Well, sir, I actually think you're more of a lady. The dwarf Jin Li took two steps forward with an axe and said in a deep voice, "Do you think we will let someone who doesn't know the details join?" Or the people who attacked us when we met! β
The rest of the Fellowship of the Ring didn't speak, but they looked at Liu Hong with the same meaning in their eyes.
"Really?" The corners of Liu Hong's mouth hooked up a smile that seemed to be disdainful, then he looked at Gandalf and said softly, "Do you think so too?" Grey-robed wizard, Gandalf! Are you sure you can deal with it? β
With a fixed gaze, Gandalf stared at Liu Hong and said in a deep voice, "What is your purpose?" β
"It, and" Turning his gaze to the Supreme Ring that was being picked up by Frodo, Liu Hong said lightly: "It." β
"Cangchang~Cangchang~" Aragorn and Boromir decisively drew their swords, and Legolas also reached for his quiver behind his back.
"Stop!" After drinking the other members of the Fellowship Expedition, Gandalf looked at Liu Hong seriously and said in a deep voice, "Are you too confident?" β
"Confidence? Of all the people here, you are the only one who deserves to be scrupulous. Tilting his head, Liu Hong said indifferently: "You can only choose to let me join, whether it is my danger or its danger." β
Gandalf was silent, just frowning and staring at Liu Hong, constantly calculating the gains and losses in his heart.
"Who is it? This is the Moriath Pit, Kaisadom! A little impatient, Jin Li said loudly: "This is my cousin Bahrain's home, where you can enjoy the roaring fire, the intoxicating beer, and the delicious barbecue."
"Gandalf, didn't you tell him this place was ruined?" The corners of Liu Hong's mouth were hooked, and he laughed softly: "All the dwarves are dead." Died by orcs, trolls, and firedemons. β
"Dangchang!" The tomahawk in Jinli's hand landed, and he turned his head to look at Gandalf almost like a robot.
"Elvish 'friend', can open the doors of Turin." The clouds dispersed, allowing a cold moonlight to shine on the walls of Moria. A gorgeous stone door reflecting the light of the bright moon is revealed.
βMellonοΌβ Gandalf, who was prompted by Liu Hong, decisively pronounced the word of his friend in Elvish. As he spoke, the heavy stone door reflecting the cold moonlight slowly opened, accompanied by the harsh sound of stone grinding, and then a murky air with the stench of rotting meat and the smell of corrosive metal came out, causing Legolas and the three hobbits to cover their noses.
βMellonοΌβ Repeating softly the word friend in Elven language, Liu Hong walked directly past them to the open stone door, and pressed it with a bright blue light after closing his hands. He wanted to see if his alchemy could scan the Isildine metal after the spell was removed. Nothing stands in the way, this time. His refining reaction penetrated directly into the Ihildine metal.
Parse!
I see! After a few breaths, the corners of Liu Hong's mouth hooked together, and he stretched out his hand to his original position with a move, and a guqin flew over, which was the same as his Jiuxiao Huanpei in the world of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", except for hiding a sword!
Without any sound of unsheathing, a four-foot long sword was pulled out by Liu Hong, and there was a cold glow in the moonlight! Anyone can tell that this is an incredibly sharp sword! It's just that
Aragorn and Boromir twitched slightly. The sword is too narrow. If it's a short sword, it's fine, but compared to their sword. This sword was the same length and width but only two-thirds or even less wide, and it was engraved with intricate patterns, not so much a weapon as an ornament for the nobility!
But it's a good match for this guy! Looking at Liu Hong's delicate and beautiful face and dark lines, and the intricate and gorgeous costumes, Boromir and Aragorn twitched the corners of their mouths again.
But the next moment. They don't think so, ornaments? Is a sword that cuts directly into the Wall of Moriath an ornament?
With the blessing of luck and true qi, Liu Hong pierced the door of Turin that had been opened with a sword, and then pulled the dragon vein to launch the refining, absorbing all the Isildin metal on the gate of Turin onto the sword. Then he passed a part of it to his clothes through the sword, turning some of the dark lines into obvious crests, and the crests of the cold light were placed in the moonlight!
Ihildin's metal is very strong, and from the investigation he just had, he can find that the conductivity of its magic is also very strong! In other words, he can finally have his own wand and sword! A power-up to unleash your magic! Although he can use his body as a prop to release magic, it is still a little less efficient compared to a prop that specializes in releasing magic. So by forging weapons this time, plus enough time, he created his wand, fused it into the weapon, and forged a magic sword, a sword that can release magic!
"Ding~" flicked his fingers, and a long and crisp sound sounded from the sword.
"Good sword!" Jin Li praised. As a dwarf, he could naturally tell the quality of the weapon from this crisp and long voice!
"Thank you, I'm happy with the sword too." Responding to Jin Li with a chuckle, Liu Hong's hand was reflecting the cold moonlight on the sword body, especially the patterns on it. Those patterned snake women Voldemort Medusa must be very familiar, because those are the lines that once entangled her!
"Do you need me to dispose of your weapons? With the addition of Isildin metal, it will be stronger and sharper. Make your journey safer. Putting the sword into the hidden box specially processed under the qin to put the sword, hiding all the edges, Liu Hong looked at Aragorn and Boromir.
Aragorn and Boromir frowned at Gandalf, who was frowning at the interior of the Moria's pit without a glimmer of light.
"Why strengthen our equipment?" Turning around, Gandalf looked at Liu Hong and asked seriously, "Do you want to deal with it?" Are you sure? β
"Plus you, Servant of the Secret Fire." The corners of Liu Hong's mouth hooked, and then with a wave of his hand, he used his true qi to suck the swords of Aragorn and Boromir, threw them on the gate of Turin on the other side, and then pressed them with both hands.
"Lord Saruman!" When Saruman came to the pit below Isengard, he saw an orc running towards him in a hurry, staggering as if he would fall at any moment. Because his feet were being wrapped in what seemed to be an injury, and there was still blood oozing out.
"What's wrong?" Frowning slightly, Saruman asked in a deep voice full of majesty and arrogance.
"There's a problem on the Fagon side of the Fagon Forest! The orcs we set up over there to mine trees have been attacked! Hunched over, the orc replied hurriedly.
Raid? Saruman frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Shepherd?" β
The Forest of Fagon is the territory of the Shepherds, and Saruman knows this very well, so whenever the Orcs mention the attack, he thinks of the Shepherds.
"Not a tree herder! It's trees! Those trees grew like crazy, with sharp spears and tough rattans! The orc's tone was still so hasty, and at the same time there was a kind of fear!
Trees grow spears and rattans? This is not a tree herder's method! Is it because of that day? His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the walls, and Saruman looked his gaze in the direction of the Fagon Forest.
A few months ago, he had felt a strange and ominous fluctuation in the Forest of Fagon, only at that time he was temporarily separated by the orc matter
It's time to go see the tree herdsman, I hope it's not you're the ghost!
The orcs who had reported to Saruman about the situation in the Fagon Forest trembled for a moment, then stepped back with their hands and feet. With his instincts, which were indistinguishable from the beasts, he felt that the current Saruman was very dangerous!
Lying in the treetops, Qu Zhi pointed the red philosopher's stone in his hand like a condensed blood to the cold moon in the sky, and a bright smile was hooked on the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect the quality of the Philosopher's Stone refined with half-orcs to be so good, this has 40 standard units of energy, it's just a hundred or so half-orcs!" Muttering to himself, his gaze turned from the Philosopher's Stone to Isengard.
The bright smile turned into greed, but it disappeared immediately. He knew there was a dangerous presence there, the white-robed wizard Saruman!
As Liu Hongmuxing's doppelganger, his strength in the forest is okay, but on the plains, especially in places where there is no grass and trees, and bare, he is just an alchemist who knows a few alchemists, far from being powerful!
"Really, it's so annoying to destroy nature!" He pursed his lips, rolled over and jumped down from the treetops, holding on to the trunk. It was already night, and it was time for him to go to bed, after all, his body was only a mortal body, and even if he had been practicing Mu Xing in just a few months. What can you cultivate in a few months? Even if he was based on a portion of the Tree Shepherd's Origin Magic.
But as soon as he landed, his straight brows wrinkled tightly!
"Humans? What do you do in the Forest of Fagon? "A man dressed in a rich white robe and with a white beard and hair all white looked at Qu Zhi not far away!
I wouldn't be so unlucky, would I? The straight, delicate eyebrows twisted together. Luxurious white robes, and all white hair, plus this is Saruman near Isengard, except for this wizard, Qu Zhi can't think of anyone else at all!
"The cool breeze has sex, the autumn moon is boundless, and so on! I'm just a traveler looking at the scenery! Seeing Saruman raise his cane, Qu Zhi immediately raised his hands above his head and sneered: "Good evening, sir, are you also here to enjoy the scenery?" β
"The average traveler wouldn't break into the Fagon Forest, and they wouldn't know who I am!" As soon as the cane danced, Qu Zhi instantly found that he couldn't move!
"Say, human, who are you?" A metal cane studded with white gems rested against Qu Zhi's head, and Saruman said coldly, "And what is that evil thing in your arms?" (To be continued.) )