Hearing Gandalf's words, everyone also patted their bodies and stood up, following Gandalf's footsteps towards the deeper passage, a distance that was not completed, or a place that should be abandoned, was a mess, and some stone steps were broken from the middle, and everyone could only rely on Lin Yifeng to perform the Sky Dance Technique to transport everyone over.

And in this dark underworld, there are gusts of cool breeze from where I don't know where the road comes from, like the howl of a terrible ghost.

"We're almost close to the location of those orcs." In a low voice, almost everyone left, and two or three hours later, during the second break, Susan said to everyone and Lin Yifeng.

Hearing Susan's words, everyone's faces couldn't help but show a solemn look, and they put their hands on the weapons, and at the same time, their bodies involuntarily moved towards the middle.

"Will those orcs be able to get around?" Looking at Susan, Gandalf opened his mouth and said, Gandalf has no doubts about Susan's reconnaissance, and Susan's ability has been proven many times along the way.

"No, not at all, unless we forge another path." Shaking her head, Susan spoke.

"Why be so nervous, it's just some orcs, how strong can they be? It's just a little bit of a delay. Seeing that everyone's faces were unusually serious, Lin Yifeng shook his head slightly and spoke.

Half-orcs, if they are truly powerful beings, then such seriousness is almost the same, but they are just ordinary half-orcs. As for such seriousness?

It is true that the orcs are very powerful, an ordinary half-orc soldier can kill a dozen hobbits, but the crowd is not a weak hobbit, and the half-orcs are not dragons, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

If you want to, even as long as there is enough time, Lin Yifeng can kill millions of half-orcs without damage, of course, as long as there is this time, and they don't run away.

"Nope. It's not that simple. If it's normal, although the orcs are powerful, they are not so troublesome, but don't forget. Where we are now. What is the place under our feet. Moria, if we use a lot of force, maybe we'll knock the pit down. You know, this pit is not as impregnable as the previous gate, and if it collapses, we will never be buried alive in it, even if we are not dead, but we are now deep in Moria, almost hundreds of meters from the ground. Hearing Lin Yifeng's words, Broffindel on the side shook his head lightly and explained.

Hearing Glorfindale's answer, Gandalf also nodded slightly, this question was also what Gandalf was worried about.

Otherwise, as long as it is not the most powerful person among the orcs in person, there is no one who is his opponent at all, and those ordinary orcs can kill them all by just casting a spell by themselves, but now he does not have the guts at all, and can only release some very small magic, which can't help but make Gandalf feel troubled.

Hearing Gloffingdale's words, Lin Yifeng was also suddenly, location, venue, this is also a factor that limits the amount of manpower.

If faced with the collapsing Moria, although Lin Yifeng and Susan are sure to be safe and sound, what about Frodo, Sam, and the others?

In this case, I'm afraid death is the only ending.

No more than the door outside before, everything inside looked very solid, but in the face of a powerhouse of Lin Yifeng's level, a casual blow of energy could lead to the collapse of the chain.

After all, these dwarves dug this too deep, too deep.

"Look!" Suddenly, Gandalf stopped and slipped through an entrance that looked like a dog's hole, and Gandalf raised his staff high to the crowd behind him.

Hearing Gandalf's words, with the help of the light of this flame, Frodo looked at them.

"It was an eye-opener!" With his mouth wide open, looking at the scenery in front of him, Sam muttered to himself.

Overhead was a high ceiling, supported by two rows of majestic stone pillars on all sides, and on all sides was a large hall, the black walls of which had been carefully polished, shining like crystal glass in the light of the flames on Gandalf's wand, and the reflection of the light made it very bright, if not daytime.

With the help of this light, everyone also found that in other places, there were also three dark holes, one directly opposite them, and two were distributed on the left and right sides, but what made people feel shivering was that there were still many white bones on the ground, and there were dwarves as well as half-orc bones.

Looking at the bones of his compatriots on the ground, Gimli closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his hands lightly on his chest.

"Why are these orcs invading here, and what kind of oil and water do the dwarves have?" Finally unable to resist his curiosity, Sam whispered to Gandalf.

Although Gandalf had intimidated himself during his time in Charles, Sam still felt that the most reliable of the group were Gandalf, Grofendale, Legolas, Susan, and Lin Yifeng.

However, due to Gandalf's wisdom along the way, Sam's first knee-jerk reaction was to ask Gandalf.

"Ha Luha, dwarves don't have oil and water, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life." Hearing Sam's words, Gandalf spoke.

"That's right, Gandalf is right, gold jewels are nothing more than toys to us dwarves, iron ore is our servants, the treasure that really fascinates us, and the treasure that really drives us crazy is Mithril." Gimli spoke.

Hearing Mithril, Frodo's face changed slightly, and his right hand involuntarily rested lightly on his chest, inside the outer layer of clothing, which was a piece of armor that Bilbo had given him before leaving, according to Bilbo. It was made of Mithril, as light as a feather and as strong as a dragon's scales.

But in fact, Frodo only felt this piece of Mithril armor, it was very light and comfortable to wear, and it was still very cold, not cold, but cool, like bathing in cold water in the hot summer, especially comfortable.

"That's right, it's Mithril. The only specialty here is Moria's silver. Some people call it real silver, and the Elves call it Mithril. The dwarves do not share its name with outsiders. The equivalent amount of Mithril was worth ten times more than gold, and now it was priceless; Because only a very small amount of Mithril remains on the ground, and even orcs dare not mine Mithril here. The entire pit is deep into the ground. Dig all the way to the darkness beneath Karahoras. Dwarves are very pragmatic. But it also failed to be too pragmatic. Mithril though is the basis of their wealth. But it also brought their doom: they dug too deep and too quickly, awakening the evil monster: the Turin nemesis. And the Mithril they had worked so hard to dig up was all offered to Sauron by the orcs. Gandalf spoke.

This history is not only Gandalf, but even Groffindale is clearly aware of it. But everyone present was shocked, Turin nemesis, evil monsters, could it be said that all this was not done by orcs?

"What the hell! What kind of monsters did they wake up? Gimli said excitedly to Gandalf.

Carelessly, he accidentally slipped his mouth, and Gandalf couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"It's the Fire Demon, and in the endless abyss of Moria, there is a Fire Demon that has existed since ancient times." Grofendale looked at Gandalf's words, couldn't help but sigh, and took Gandalf's words.

Hearing Gloverfindelle's words, everyone couldn't help but gasp, the fire demon, it turned out to be the fire demon, you must know that the Grovendale of the Grovendale of the Dao was wiped out with the fire demon tens of thousands of years ago, and now although Glover Dale is much weaker than him before, it is not something that everyone present can resist, so the legendary demon, can it be resisted?

"Ha, are you afraid? The Fire Demon is just a small episode in our journey, if we are afraid, we will simply drop the ring in this place, and then we will find the exit and go our separate ways, shall we? Seeing that everyone was completely imposing, Lin Yifeng scolded unhappily.

"Afraid? But that's the Flame Demon, we can't be opponents, it's not a presumptuous, it's a fact. Looking at Lin Yifeng, Yaragon also said with a wry smile.

"You dare to face the Nine Rings, you dare to face Sauron, but even the Flame Demon, the lowest level of demons, can also make you afraid?" Looking at everyone, Lin Yifeng spoke.

The Flame Demon is indeed the lowest type of demon, this is what Lin Yifeng heard from Gandalf.

Hearing Lin Yifeng's words, everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Either way, we have to go on, we have no choice." Gandalf spoke.

It has been hidden, Gandalf just doesn't want to see such a situation, he knows everyone too well, he knows what a big blow to everyone's momentum if he says the news of the fire demon, although everyone will still move forward.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, you must know that the Flame Demon has been sleeping for I don't know how many thousands of years, as long as we don't wake it up, we will be very smooth, especially warn, if Boromo fights with the orcs, don't blow your horn, otherwise in this empty underground world, I have no doubt that the Flame Demon will be awakened by you." Gandalf said to the crowd.

"Of course, I'm not an idiot, I haven't lived enough." Hearing Gandalf's words, Boromo nodded and deliberately wrapped the horn mouth in a piece of cloth to prove that he could not blow the horn.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic, what kind of material is Gandalf's Mithril?" Looking at the appearance of everyone, it was better than just now, Lin Yifeng asked Gandalf, but he wanted to divert the topic.

I don't know if Gandalf didn't understand what Lin Yifeng meant, and when he heard Lin Yifeng's words, Gandalf opened his mouth and explained: "Mithril! All the people in the world will break their heads for it. It is as malleable as bronze and can be polished like glass. Dwarves can make it a metal that is stronger than steel, but light as a goose's feather. It's as beautiful as silver, but the luster of Mithril doesn't fade with time. The elves loved this metal and made it into Astral Gold, the Ishirdine metal you see on the door. Bilbo has a chain mail made of Mithril that Thorin gave him. I wonder where it is? I guess it's probably the dust that is still gathering dust at the Mitch Cave Museum. ”

"What chain mail made of Mithril! It's a priceless gift. You know, it's worth enough to buy the entire Shire. Hearing Gandalf's words, Gimli said incredulously, his eyes wide open, and he was obviously startled by the news.

Frodo, on the side, was not much better than Gimley, and Frodo didn't expect that he was wearing clothes worth the entire Charles.

"I'm more curious about its defense than its value, and you're talking about that Mithril in a big way, so what about its defense." Boromo asked, turning to Gimli.

"Hey, can't you think about it? Since Mithril is priceless. So how could his defense be so bad? The real one is as hard as a dragon's scale. Gimli said aloud, but in the second half of the sentence, he suddenly whispered, but he thought of what Gandalf had said about the Fireman.

"Huh. Ha, don't worry. This level of sound is not something that the Flame Demon can hear. It's like a little ant crowing at your feet, can you hear it? So it doesn't have to be like this. Seeing Gimli's performance, Gandalf suddenly laughed.

The rest of the people also smiled slightly.

"Mithril's tenacity is indisputable. Especially the armor forged by the dwarves, it is even tougher, although it is a bit exaggerated compared to dragon scales, but it is definitely not something that ordinary things can break, even if Anduriel in the hands of Aragorn wants to break the chain mail forged by Mithril, it will take a long time to slowly wear out to be able to do it. Groffindale looked at Boromo and spoke.

"It's really that powerful!" Hearing Gloffentidale's words, Arragon and Boromo took a breath and said with some skepticism.

You must know that Anduriel is the sword of Elendil, it is a holy sword that has cut off Sauron's fingers, and it contains terrifying power.

And now that it has been reforged, and with the magic runes carved by King Elon and Glorfindelle and Gandalf, the power is even greater than in the past.

"Here they come, here they come, they find us." Suddenly, Susan spoke, and in her perception, the group of orcs rushed in the direction of herself and the others.

"What, they found us? Be on your guard, grab your weapons, and be on your guard. Hearing Susan's words, everyone was slightly stunned, and then their faces suddenly changed.

Here it comes? Then come just in time, and use your blood to boost their morale.

Looking at the carefully guarded people behind him, Lin Yifeng clenched the murderous knife in his right hand, looked into the distance, and said secretly in his heart.

After resting in place for about half an hour, there was a sudden sound of metal colliding in the dark passage in the distance.

And at the moment when the metal sound came, the enemy fencing in Gandalf's hand, and the stinger in Frodo's hand suddenly emitted a faint white light, and with a desolate and piercing trumpet and shout, the orcs rushed through the dark passage.

"Hold the passageway, don't let them come, or we'll be surrounded." Looking at the terrain, the battle-hardened Aragorn said loudly.

If you talk about hundreds or thousands of troops, Aragon has no experience with Boromo, but he has many enemies, and as a ranger who has been wandering all year round, he has his own opinions.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, these guys, leave it all to me." Hearing Aragon's words, Lin Yifeng slowly raised the murder knife in his hand, the injection of energy, all the anger in the murder knife was emanated, and Lin Yifeng did not suppress it, Frodo and Sam, Boromo and others, who were slightly weaker, only felt a sudden coldness, and at the same time, goosebumps rose all over their bodies, as if they were being targeted by something terrible.

"Wait, don't rush ......" Hearing Lin Yifeng's words, Gandalf just wanted to say something, but Lin Yifeng's whole person had already rushed over like lightning.

"Kill all the hobbits except the hobbits." Approaching the orcs, Lin Yifeng also understood what they meant.

"Ha, kill us all, do you have that qualification?" Looking at the half-orcs in front of him, Lin Yifeng also felt their strength, roughly like the strength that broke out in the slaughter in the Spider-Man world, although there were many people, but the strength of this thing could not be superimposed.

Even if they didn't use energy, these orcs in front of them were just a dish of food against Lin Yifeng.

didn't bother to add energy, the murder knife in his hand swept in the air, accompanied by a red light, and suddenly several heads rose into the sky, accompanied by red liquid like a fountain.

Lin Yifeng didn't understand any knife techniques, only the four methods of chopping, chopping, sweeping and chopping.

But Lin Yifeng's speed was fast enough, fast, faster than a half-orc, it was enough.

Before the orc's weapon was raised, he saw only a burst of sword light, and two or three human heads fell down the suspended and broken staircase.

On the other hand, Gandalf and the others were stunned, they only saw Lin Yifeng rushing into the half-beast crowd, accompanied by bursts of sword light, as well as heads rising into the sky and spurting blood.

This kind of terrifying scene was nothing to everyone except Frodo, what they were shocked by was Lin Yifeng's strength and speed, the strength and speed of pure physical strength. (To be continued......)