"I'll just say it's definitely you. Chen Mo, who was about to ransack the second secret room, had just heard the notice from the living world, and the next second he had already appeared in the mission world. Lin Yun'er, who appeared at the same time, shouted at Chen Mo with an excited face.

"What is me?" Chen Mo lifted his visor and looked at the three women.

"It's on the news that Iron Man is in India. Lin Yun'er smiled and shook her phone, "You must have gone to India." ”

"Didn't you know?" Chen Mo laughed, "Didn't I tell you before." ”

"Haven't you seen it with your own eyes?" Lin Yun'er smiled and handed the phone to Xu Zhuxian, turned around and ran to Chen Mo's side, holding his arm and posing for Xu Zhuxian to help take pictures.

"As for it?" Chen Mo glanced at her helplessly.

"As for. Lin Yuner took back her mobile phone and looked at the picture seriously, "I'm a Marvel fan." ”

"Alright, now let's focus on the mission world. King Ida clapped his hands, and then began to take off his costume and hand it to Chen Mo. Because only Chen Mo has a space watch, all kinds of baggage supplies are placed on Chen Mo's side. Whether it's medical supplies, food, water, tents, or whatever. And, of course, the clothes worn by the three women in the mission world.

But this time there was a bit of an accident.

"It's a bit of a hassle this time. Chen Mo smiled and scratched his hair, "In order to make room for treasures before, I still gave everything else to the garage except for the Nightmare War Horse." ”

"Huh?" Ida Wang, who was wearing shapewear and highlighting his hot body, looked at Chen Mo funny, "You are not short of money, why are you so wealthy?"

Chen Mo sighed, he didn't expect the survival world to attack suddenly. Well, this time, there's nothing but the Nightmare Warhorse. It's a bit of a hassle this time.

"World of Quests, The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. Objective (optional) 1, destroy the Ring, 100,000 survival points reward. Second, snatch the Ring, no reward. Mission time limit, three days. Failure to complete the mission penalty, obliteration. ”

"The Lord of the Rings again?" Chen Mo and the others said almost in unison. After all, they've been to this world before.

"This mission feels so strange. Xu Zhuxian frowned, "Judging from the experience last time, the enemy strength of these cold weapons is not very strong. But this time the reward is so rich, I really can't figure it out. ”

"Nothing I don't understand. Chen Mo looked around and looked at the environment, "Although two choices were given, both options were similar, the magic ring must have special abilities and be worth at least 100,000 survival points." These two options are either to use them for themselves, or to sell them to the survival world for 100,000 survival points. ”

"But never before has the reward been so high. Lin Yun'er on the side also asked: "Even if it is a gold main quest, there is no such thing as completing the task and rewarding 100,000 points." It's too weird. ”

"Nothing odd. Chen Mo took a deep breath, as if he could feel the rich evil power in the air, "The meaning of so many reward points is also very simple, the Ring itself has great power. Also, it's very difficult to get the Ring!"

"But from the last time we were here, it doesn't seem like the natives here are too powerful. ”

"There is only one explanation for this situation. Chen Mo took off into the air and flew towards the forest not far ahead, "This mission world must have undergone unexpected changes!"

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'Whoosh~~~' A sharp arrow pierced the air and stabbed into the throat of a strong orc with a hideous face, a burly body like a violent bear, and a blood-stained armor on his body. The powerful penetrating force even carried this burly strong orc directly backwards.

But before the orc could hit the ground, more powerful figures surged out from behind him, howling and rushing forward.

Several handsome elves, tired and desperate, retreated as they covered dozens of panicked human civilians and ran out of the forest. And behind them are hundreds of strong orcs!

Compared to the orcs who relied entirely on numbers and were short in size and lack of strength, the strong orcs bred by Saruman, the speaker of the Holy White Council, were a completely different extreme. The strong orcs far surpass the orcs in all aspects, both in height and strength, and in brutality. Of course, they also have something in common with orcs, that is, their faces are extremely hideous and ugly.

Under normal circumstances, one-on-one heads-up, even a strong orc is no match for elves. Even one-on-three, one-on-five elves have the possibility of victory. But now, there were only seven or eight elves, and they all looked wounded. But the number of orcs they had to face was hundreds, and the sheer number of them was enough to make the elves fall into despair.

The elf who landed on the last leg with a wound looked at the strong orc who was shouting closer and closer, and suddenly gritted his teeth to support his body and half leaned against a big tree, and shot through the mouth of a strong orc with a bow and arrow!

But just as he was about to shoot the second arrow, the orcs rushed to his side.

"It's over. Looking at the strong orc with a hideous face and a foul smell between his breaths, he raised a bloodstained giant axe and slashed towards him, and the elf with a wound on his leg and immobility closed his eyes in pain.

The elf, who closed his eyes, suddenly heard a terrible sound of breaking through the air, the sound of heavy objects crashing, and, of course, the exclamations of his companions. Not feeling the painful sensation of the cold giant axe slashing on his body, the elf opened his eyes in confusion. Then he saw the incredible scene in front of him!

A figure wearing gold and red full-body plate armor is dealing with hundreds of powerful orcs by himself!

With a punch, the strong orc with a strong body was directly smashed and flew out, and even the sturdy armor on his body was directly smashed into deformation and even penetrated into his body. Kick out, whether it is a kick to the arm, leg or head and neck, all of which are broken. If it is kicked in the chest, it will be kicked into the body with the metal armor, and it will be wreaked along with the flesh and bones!

And when these weapons were slashed at the golden and red figure when they were slashed at the golden and red figure when they fought with the elves before, they couldn't even make that body shake except for the crisp sound of metal strikes!

The greater the force of the smash, the greater the force of the rebound.

Hundreds of strong orcs who made the elves helpless were easily leveled down by the mysterious man in the golden and red armor in the blink of an eye. After the last strong orc was first broken by a punch holding the sword's arm, and then Chen Mo hooked his neck with his arm and twisted it hard and fell to the ground, this short and brutal unilateral slaughter came to an end.

Seeing the golden and red figure casually throw away the orc in his hand, he turned around and walked towards him. The elves, though with serious expressions, did not run away. Because they had seen that figure flying directly over before, if they wanted to be unfavorable to them, even if they ran away, there was no possibility of escaping.

Chen Mo walked in front of these elves, glanced at the panicked human civilians not far away, and then raised his hand to take off his face armor.

"You, you, you're a dragon slayer?!" Before Chen Mo could speak after taking off his armor, the elf who was leaning on the trunk of a tree with an injured leg and waiting to die screamed in surprise after seeing his face.

"Do you know me?" Chen Mo looked at this handsome elf suspiciously, curious about how he knew him?

"Sixty years ago, during the Battle of Lonely Mountain, I participated under my king. At that time, I had seen your heroics. The handsome elf bowed down to Chen Mo and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency the Dragon Slayer, for saving our lives." ”

"Ah, you're one of Thrandil's men. Chen Mo remembered that during the Battle of Lonely Mountain, Thranduil had brought thousands of elven soldiers to battle. However, the handsome young man in front of him, who looked to be only in his early twenties, was still so young after sixty years, which really made Chen Mo envious. The elves' almost eternal life and unchanging faces are really enviable.

"What about Thrandil?" Chen Mo sighed in his heart, it was only a few weeks, and it was sixty years since he came back. With a sigh, he asked for news of Thrandil.

What Chen Mo didn't expect was that he just asked casually, but the elves in front of him cried bitterly with red eyes.

"Is this dead?" Chen Mo had just turned this thought in his mind when he heard the wounded elf crying bitterly and saying that Thranduil had died in battle!

Chen Mo definitely wouldn't study the Lord of the Rings like red fans studied Dream of Red Mansions, but he still knew the general information. Thranduil fought in many battles, but he did not die in battle.

"Tell me everything in detail after I left!" Chen Mo's face finally sank, and what he was worried about had happened. After returning to the Lord of the Rings, reality has changed compared to what is recorded in the books and movies!

After the Battle of Lonely Mountain, Chen Mo and the others returned to the modern world. Thranduil returned to the Woodland Kingdom with the elves. Baggins returns to the city of the Hobbits with the Lord of the Rings. Thorin Oak Shield, who was supposed to die in battle, survived with Chen Mo's assistance and reoccupied Gushan to become king. None of his men died.

Except for some people who should have died did not die, some orcs or humans who could have survived died in the lonely mountain, the title of dragon slaying hero that originally belonged to Bard fell on Chen Mo's head, and the elven diamond that was supposed to be taken away by Thranduil was taken away by Chen Mo. Everything else doesn't seem to have changed much.

However, a small flick of a butterfly's wings can make a drastic and unexpected difference. So many people who should have died didn't die, and people who were supposed to survive died. The loss of what should have been received has changed everything beyond recognition after a long sixty years!