- Saying "friend", he opened the door, but entered a dead tomb.

At the entrance to the tunnel, not far from the entrance, the ground was littered with bones that had been reduced to dry bones, most of them stout dwarves in armor and weapons, and a few arrows piercing the bones and a few alien wrecks told the cause of their deaths, the massive attack of the orcs.

And this is what Gandalf and Xiao Lan encountered, but compared to Xiao Lan and Flora's silence, the equally silent gray-robed wizard was undoubtedly more uncomfortable.

He was not the son of the dwarven king Groyin, and he could not feel the pain of the death and wounding of those people.

But the friendship between him and the dwarves is definitely not shallow than blood.

The last time he came back to the Moriath Mine, he was greeted by the enthusiasm of the dwarves, the roaring fire, the cool beer and the large barbecue, but after only a few decades of extremely short lifespan compared to his own, he saw only a dry and cold corpse again...... It's hard to understand unless you experience it yourself.

Flora can roughly understand, because she has experienced a time travel that spans thousands of years, and when she wakes up from a long sleep, there are no familiar people or familiar scenes around her, and the emptiness and hesitation of her mind are more than equal.

Xiao Lan can also understand, because he has sunk into real death to the extreme. In the eternal darkness where time and space have disappeared, I look back on my life that is incomparably short compared to eternity over and over again.

So they didn't speak, and just walked silently towards the darkness that seemed to swallow everything......

-- And then. Nothing to say all the way.

The wizard who had been to Moria was at the forefront, his left hand holding a staff that glowed faintly, just enough to illuminate the ground at his feet, and in his right hand the enemy sword Glenry, a legendary weapon crafted by the elves in ancient times, which glowed coldly if an evil orc approached, and the sword still had no glow. This means that the orcs did not appear beside them.

Strictly speaking, Xiao Lan was not worried about orcs, but what he needed was not corpses but the living.

Killing and striking in combat are two very different concepts. He had to have a relatively safe place to hatch the alien legions on a large scale, so he didn't interfere with Gandalf's caution, and the group was as silent and even solemn as before, because it wasn't just potential enemies who were afraid here.

Kira's psychic scan was once again ineffective. The surrounding rocks generally possess the ability to absorb spirit waves. In the faint light of the wizard's cane, they could vaguely see stairs and arches, as well as other passages going up, down, or simply turning left and right, and there were many holes and pits, and even deep wells where footsteps would echo, deep cracks in the walls and floors, and deep ditches with widths that made ordinary people desperate, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard underneath. It was as if some kind of giant waterwheel was operating in the dark.

And as you move forward, the air around you gradually starts to get hot and stuffy. Thankfully, there is no strange stench in the mix. Sometimes they could feel fresh air blowing through the gaps in the walls, and there were many similar gaps in the walls below, and the dwarven wisdom that built this underground city was definitely not as deceptive as it seemed.

Therefore, even if Xiao Lan can write down all the roads she has walked, it is definitely an incomparably huge project to fully understand such a complex tunnel terrain.

So, following Gandalf wasn't a bad decision.

It was just that the walk lasted for several hours, and there was no danger or any unusual noise along the way, and only the light from Gandalf's cane was in front of him, like a ghostly fire.

But just as they began to feel as if they were walking in place endlessly at the bottom of the mountain, there was a sudden opening up in front of them, and the walls on the left and right disappeared, and they seemed to pass through some kind of arch and enter an empty, vast place. When Gandalf raised his staff to make the light brighter, Xiao Lan and Flora saw a magnificent palace.

The ceiling, which was more than 100 meters high, was supported by many majestic stone pillars, and the pillars with a diameter of five or six meters were all carved with countless strange runes and figures, and when the light in Gandalf's hand dimmed, Xiao Lan saw a faint light at the end of the hall thousands of meters away.

"It's a light from outside, whew...... It's finally time to get to the place. ”

Xiao Lan spoke for the first time in a few hours, and in the movie, it seemed that this road was only a few minutes, but in fact, if it was an ordinary person, it would not be able to walk for three days, but in any case, they finally succeeded in "seeing the light of day" again, and although Flora and Gandalf on the side did not speak, their steps were speeding up together.

As a creature that doesn't come from the darkness, it really needs light to live......

As they quickened their pace, they quickly shortened the distance, and as they continued to move forward, the faint light became more and more intense, and after crossing a relatively concentrated corpse and passing through a half-hidden door, the group of people who entered a large square hall finally saw the origin of the light source clearly.

A beam of sunlight streamed in from the top of the room, and the opening sloped towards the sky, through which everyone could see a piece of blue sky, and the light that shone through it fell directly on a sarcophagus in the center of the hall.

"Bahrain sleeps with this, son of Fondin, king of Moria......"

Gandalf, who walked to the sarcophagus, said silently, then he turned his head to look at Xiao Lan who walked to the side, hesitated a little and then opened his mouth gently, "...... When you say resurrect the dead, do you mean slavery? ”

"Yes, if I want to."

The demon nodded directly, and then without further ado, he took out a human skin book that seemed to have a life, and after pushing the sarcophagus out of the corpse that had turned into bones inside, he immediately began to chant the spell of necromancy with an obscure complex syllable.

Compared with the Black Sutra of the Undead with the art of conjuring spirits, the thaumaturgy of gathering spirits, and the art of reincarnation, his compatibility with the Book of Death is higher, after all, the understanding and experience of the King of the Necromancer when he has the "will to die" have all been inherited by him, but he can't revive the heroic spirit without connecting to the will of the world, what he can do is to awaken the will of the dead to remain on the corpse or object, and he also needs to pay a lot of magic power to maintain the existence of the necromancy, and he is really uncertain how much effect this can have The first time he used it, he is really uncertain.

-- As it turns out, there is no such thing as a fluke.

When the incantation was accompanied by the runes presented by the chant to form a circle visible to the naked eye, the power of the necromancy glowing with gray light poured into the sarcophagus and condensed into shape, and everyone suddenly heard a roar that seemed to make the whole of Moriath tremble.

"Orc!"

This roar was so loud and so sudden, at the moment when everyone couldn't help but be stunned, the skeleton in the sarcophagus that was still covered in armor suddenly jumped up from it, and pounced on the nearest Xiao Lan, a wheel battle axe held high in his hand tore out a black lightning bolt in an instant, and the shattered air brought up an angry thunder roar like tearing space, this axe brought this shattered weather and condensed all the will of the Lord of Moria, Bahrain, like a sharp and fierce thunder!

Of course, Xiao Lan will not sit still, but someone is faster than him.

The dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the entire stone chamber, and Flora had already flashed to Xiao Lan's side the moment the resurrected necromantic dwarf jumped out, and the golden holy sword with terrifying wind pressure roared upward, directly meeting the strongest and weakest point of the axe that was slashed with incomparable power!

"Boom!"

There was a huge roar like thunder, and the battle axe in Bahrain's hand was not directly shattered by the sword of victory of the oath, and at the same time as the hard blades bounced off each other, the tangible impact visible to the naked eye swept away in an instant, and many white bones were scattered on the ground around him, as well as broken swords and axe handles, round shields and helmets were blown away like a typhoon, and for a while the quiet stone chamber was completely chaotic, and when the skeleton that was bounced off roared and raised the battle axe again to continue the attack, His movements froze in place as if they had been abruptly paused, and then the next moment they turned back into a pile of armor-wrapped bones scattered all over the ground.

"It's a terrible situation......"

Xiao Lan, who sang another mantra, smiled bitterly, and everyone understood what she didn't say.

This is no longer the King of Moria, Balin, the soul fire burning in his eyes is only twisted and furious, and the will remaining in this corpse is only hatred for the orcs, which makes it impossible for him to even tell who is the enemy.

And the riot when he was resuscitated brought no small trouble.

Fang Cai's movement was so loud that all the creatures in the dark underworld could feel it, and as Xiao Lan sighed and put away the book of death, which was no longer necessary, the silence around him was replaced by a faint thud from the depths of the earth: Knock, Dang, Dang, Dang. It sounds like some kind of unsettling signal, and it is rapidly increasing at a particular frequency.

There is no doubt that a large wave of orcs is coming, and with it...... Firedemons! (To be continued......)

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