With laughter, more and more undead came out of the mural.

The undead laughed loudly, clad in tattered armor and blue ghostly fires burning in their hollow eyeholes.

One team, two teams of undead who could not be seen at a glance slowly converged to form an army of death. The flags in the army of the undead are unfurled, and it makes people's scalps tingle at a glance.

The undead around him gathered more and more, and everyone couldn't help but gather together. Among them, Gandalf raised his wand and shrouded the four of Aragorn with milky white magical light, providing protection for everyone.

"What do you guys think! Don't laugh, answer me, answer me quickly! ”

Aragon kept roaring, wanting the undead to answer his words. But the undead who gathered around just laughed, and despite Aragon's dry mouth, none of the undead answered him.

Frustration rose in the hearts of Gandalf. Gandalf shook his head helplessly at Aragon, he didn't say anything, just sighed under his breath.

"Aragon, don't waste your efforts. These mountain people have no dignity when they are alive, and they are useless after death! Caigoras held the bowstring, first looked at the undead with certainty, and then patted Aragoras on the shoulder.

Everyone was about to give up, but Aragon was not reconciled. Aragon knew that if they couldn't find reinforcements, it was only a matter of time before Idoras was breached. And they have already spent their time on these undead, and it is too late to ask for help, they have no chance to start over again after failure.

"You've been hiding here for thousands of years, do you want to go on like this forever?" Aragon held the ring in his hand, a symbol of Gondor's legacy, and he believed the spirits were no strangers to it.

Sure enough, the moment Aragon raised his hand, all the undead looked at Aragon's raised right hand.

One by one, the undead looked at the ring on Aragon's hand, and their laughter slowly calmed down. It has been thousands of years, and a thousand years ago, there was a king who wore such a ring and made a permanent contract with them thousands of years ago.

Now that the ring had reappeared, all the undead looked at it with complicated expressions, and their eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Aragon watched as the undead stopped laughing, and held the ring in his hand and spun around in place.

In this circle, Aragorn made all the undead see the appearance of the ring, and when he was done, he stretched out his right hand and looked at everyone with a sincere gaze: "I am the heir of Gondor, and since I am alive, the thousand-year vow can still be continued." Fight for me, I give you dignity and freedom, so that you can fulfill the promises you once made! ”

"Help me!" Aragon paused to speak, and said softly, "This is not an order, it is a prayer!" ”

Aragon's words caused an uproar among the undead, and the undead gathered together to discuss. Even the ghost fire in the eyes of the original undead king wavered, obviously thinking about whether to agree.

Gandalf looked at Aragorn with a complicated gaze, what kind of person Aragorn was, Gandalf really knew too well. Gandalf was relieved to be able to say such a thing today.

As the saying goes, only those who can bend and stretch can achieve great achievements. So far, Aragon has not been a worthy king. But he already has the original kingly demeanor, which can make him go further and further on the road in the future.

The sound of fierce quarrels resounded in the ears, and the undead spewed white mist from their mouths one by one with the sound of discussion, and the temperature dropped sharply in a short period of time.

More and more undead are becoming restless, and these spirits have no sense of smell and no sense of taste. After a thousand years, it seems that they are immortal and immortal, but they have long had enough of this eternal life, and they can't wait to break the curse of the year.

"Enough!" Looking at the people caught in the quarrel, the Undead King let out a loud cry after a long time.

The undead in the quarrel fell silent at the king's command, and one by one they looked at their own king, waiting for the undead king to give the order.

"What's your name?"

"Aragon, inheritor of Gondor!"

The Undead King's body floated towards Aragorn, the ghostly fire in his eyes undulating, and his hoarse voice was like rubbing the bark of a tree with sandpaper.

Aragorn looked up at the Undead King, and there was no dodge in his eyes, only calm.

"You're good, even better than your ancestors!" Looking at Aragon's extremely calm gaze, the Undead King nodded silently, and Aragon's appearance was reflected in the ghost fire.

"We"

"Wait!"

Just as the Undead King was about to say something, a sudden voice interrupted the Undead King's speech.

The Undead King was furious when he was interrupted, drew his sword and looked at the source of the sound, only to see a group of six slowly walking into the hall.

The six people who walked in had their own characteristics, and the one who walked in the middle was dressed in purple and wearing a crown on his head, and he looked like a young man of twenty-six or seventeen. To the left of the young man was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl with unkempt brown hair and a slightly raised brow full of stubbornness.

A young man wearing a crown, a stubborn girl, a handsome pale man in red clothes and a jade face, an old monk with a cold face, a middle-aged uncle in a suspender suit, and finally a green smoke-like devil.

These six people dressed differently were none other than Zhang Yao and his entourage who came to seize the magic ring. And the one who interrupted the Undead King was none other than Zhang Yao, the leader of the six.

As soon as Zhang Yao and the others came into sight, whether they were the undead or the five members of the Lord of the Rings, they couldn't help but fall into a moment of hesitation.

"Hermione!" Looking at the six people who walked in, the first person to exclaim was Gandalf.

Gandalf looked at Hermione who was following Zhang Yao in disbelief and rubbed his eyes vigorously. And Hermione, after seeing Gandalf, didn't have a happy smile on her face, and shouted crisply, "Grandpa! ”

Hermione was about to run forward when Dracula reached out. Zhang Yao silently blocked Dracula's arm, shook his head at him slightly, and let Hermione rush out of his side.

In this gathering place of the dead, Hermione runs to Gandalf with her arms open, like a child separated from her family, with tears of joy in her eyes.

Gandalf held Hermione directly in his arms, and just like Hermione's tears, Gandalf twitched his nose, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Good boy!" Gandalf stroked Hermione's head, and the scene of the family reunion was heartfelt.

"Sorry to bother you, Gandalf! It's been a year and we're finally meeting each other! Looking at the two grandchildren who were together, Zhang Yao said with a smile.

Listening to the greeting in his ears, Gandalf couldn't care about his granddaughter for a long time, and the others looked at him.

None of the people present had ever seen Zhang Yao, and they didn't know who this person would be standing among the six.

"I know the one on the right, it's the one named Mario!" Abu, who had fought Mario, spoke quietly.

"I also know the one on the left, his name is Pudu Cihang!" As soon as Abu's words fell, Frodo gritted his teeth and looked at Pudu Cihang, his vicious eyes as if he was going to choose someone to devour.

"Who are you?" The identities of Purdue Cihang and Mario are no strangers to the five members of the Fellowship of the Ring. Gandalf held Hermione behind him, squinting at Zhang Yao, and then his gaze swept over Hedram and Dracula.

Neither Hedlam nor Dracula are easy to mess with, as Gandalf can feel. But in any case, walking among the six, the dominant one among the six is Zhang Yao.

Gandalf's eyes were very accurate, he looked at Zhang Yao quietly, and his guard never relaxed in the slightest.

"Gandalf, my old friend. It really saddens me that you have forgotten your life-saving benefactor! Feeling Gandalf's scrutinizing gaze, Zhang Yao spread his hands slightly, and the smile on his face did not change at all.

"You are?" Gandalf was very confused by Zhang Yao's familiar appearance, he was sure that this was the first time the two sides had met, and he couldn't think of where this was the lifesaver who jumped out.

"You are so forgetful, I saved you once in the Wizard's Tower!" Zhang Yao didn't like the game of dumb riddles, and when he saw that Gandalf really couldn't think of himself, Zhang Yao directly solved the riddle.

Surprise surprise, Gandalf was first delighted, then surprised.