The liberation of the Holy Sword was enough to open a way to break the game, but it was a last resort, as a single blow could kill Aragorn.

But since there is a means of insurance, people can think calmly.

Unconsciously separated from Aragorn, Flora quickly calmed the panic in her heart, and after taking a deep breath, she raised the glowing holy sword in her hand and continued to move forward firmly towards the unknown front.

However, the glow emitted by the holy sword illuminated the dark and long caverns around them as bright as day, but the female knight's feeling of being lost became stronger and stronger, not simply lost in the sense, but a confusion of the cognition of "time" and "space".

She only felt as if she had walked into a long passage, which was boundless, and there was no end or way out in sight;

She also couldn't remember how long she had been gone, as if a long time had passed, as if it had only been a moment;

The feeling of claustrophobic fear slowly enveloped her mind, and it was clear that there was nothing behind her, but she felt that the shadow that seemed to engulf her kept chasing after her, and the whispers kept coming towards her like a muffled sound in the distance.

Then the knight began to lose her composure, and staggered forward with an unsteady pace, and she began to talk to herself, asking questions about the open area, but there was no answer, except for the silence, which was more terrible than the previous whisper.

Eventually, she even began to use the Ring of Words to hypnotize herself, summoning the Holy Blood Cup to gild herself with a holy glow......

- She couldn't stand it anymore. If she can't put an end to it all right away, she'll have to turn around and face the evil spirit that is in hot pursuit!

But just as she shouted and grabbed the holy sword in her hand, to bloom the light of the gathered stars in this darkness. Another, brighter starlight suddenly shone brightly on her chest: at first, it flickered faintly like a star rising through the dense clouds; Then its light grew stronger, turning into a silver, pulsing flame that swept away the darkness that had shrouded Flora's mind, reawakening her from her lost wandering and confusion.

Erendil Light......

"When all the light is extinguished, it will direct you in the way forward."

The whisper of Empress Galadriel rang in the knight's ears, and she took a deep breath as if she had just woken up from a dream. Holding the most precious gift from the Empress tightly, the light of the stars swirling with the holy sword in her hand gradually subsided, just like her heart had regained its stability.

"I saw a weakness in myself. It was a successful trial. She whispered to herself in her heart.

It's not terrible to make mistakes, and it's not shameful to have weaknesses, because people really grow in the process of discovering their flaws and mistakes and then correcting them. What is really scary is not seeing your weaknesses all the time. Or the original sin of "arrogance" even though you know that you have made a mistake but still insist on your own opinion.

Flora clearly recognized this, and she was no longer confused as she grew.

Now even if Elendil's light retracted its light, she still clearly understood the path she should take, but just before she took another step and continued to move forward, she frowned and clenched the holy sword in her hand, and the momentum on her body suddenly turned into a substantial sword and shot towards the unilluminated darkness on the side-

"Who's there, come out!" She roared. But there is no overt hostility.

Because of the aura that was suddenly sensed, it did not belong to any of the three of them in Aragorn. But it also gave her a sense of déjà vu and familiarity, that ...... Who's here?

Before she could remember, the shadow in the darkness was a disturbance, a translucent phantom floating out of it, and then a singing voice came, "It seems that you have come to your senses, and I am really afraid that your sword will be swung down, Flora." ”

The translucent ghost slowly floated into the knight's sight, and then quickly turned from virtual to real, turning into a figure with a mandal figure.

She carried a black longbow in her hand, her white and translucent skin glowed with ice, her body was wrapped in a compact black leather armor, and her eyes were flashing with flame-like red light......

The knight was stunned for a moment, and then finally reacted.

"It's you, you're here!" Looking at this familiar voice, she whispered with a little excitement, "But that's right, as an undead, it's completely understandable that you're here." Then her voice was abrupt, and then even more surprised, "Wait, you can talk?" You've been able to control the Banshee's Howl! ”

"I'm not idle these days, just talk as you go, and I don't think you're going to waste your time." The Dark Ranger smiled faintly, and she turned and walked deeper into the depths, and after Flora followed without hesitation, she slowly recounted her experience.

"As you said, if I wasn't going to work for Sauron, my identity would only allow me to come here, or to go to the Swamp of Death to be with the undead there, and I don't want to be with those irrational souls, let alone be a guest during the time Sauron was defeated - that's why I'm here and meet the Forsaken through the King's Way.

They have the sanity to see me, the same necromancer, after I have the necessary demonstration of my strength, the king of this undead legion is to hand over his archer troops to me to command, I, the ranger general, can be quite passable, after all, I was also a lord under the king of necromancy.

Of course, I also learned a lot from them before Aragorn summoned this army, and although there were no main god rewards or tasks, I had a lot more control over my power, as you know, I was able to control my voice, no longer screaming indiscriminately, and I was able to control my voice to condense into a more effective cluster attack......"

The banshee said quietly, and the knight listened to it all the time, only to ask rhetorically at the end, "Sauron has already taken back the One Ring, do you know this?" ”

The Dark Ranger was stunned for a moment, and then the red light in his eyes suddenly exploded.

"Sauron has been reborn?" She muttered to herself, almost incredulous, "We have no idea what's going on outside here, so is it Minas Tirith that you came to summon us to guard?" ”

"This hasn't changed, Sauron is still attacking Gondor, but his attack is definitely not the same as the original." Flora said.

The banshee was silent, and then she stopped talking, just pulled the knight up and sped up her progress.

With ease, they left the darkness as fast as they could, and crossed another arch to a downward slope sandwiched between steep cliffs that rose into the sky like sharp knives.

Here she saw the Aragorn who was already standing here, and her own war horse led by Leglas, and she couldn't help but feel relieved to see her appear.

"I'm glad you're safe and sound, for we were worried when you got lost, for the dead were right behind us," said the elf, "and I saw the shadows of men and horses, the pale banners as unpredictable as clouds, and the tips of spears as blurry as images in the fog......"

"Yes, the dead are in hot pursuit, they have heard the call." The banshee had somehow changed back into her ghost form, and when she came out of the shadows, she said very seriously, "Follow me, sons of Essidor, you need to hurry!" ”

This abrupt appearance made the three of them stunned, but their movements were not slow at all.

Led by the banshee, the group turned over and jumped on their horses, and without looking back, they entered the valley that appeared before them, and arrived at their destination in the darkness of the night like a dark cave. The aura of fear from the undead lingered through the hills, scurrying into the surrounding clearings. And they didn't hear anything but themselves, but they could feel a large group of troops gathered around the hills, and a cold wind like a ghost's breath blew down from the mountains.

Then, as if from the Netherworld, a voice suddenly sounded, "Who has trespassed into my territory?" ”

“…… Banshee, did you bring the living? (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tip: Raging Blood Dragon