The guardian team divided into two groups. Aragon went to the south to find reinforcements. Russell, Legolas and Jinli were responsible for protecting his safety.

Gandalf and Polomo went to the capital Minas Tiris, and four hobbits followed. The Supreme Lord of the Ring was the safest to put it next to Gandalf. Although Russell's strength was not bad, but...

No, but Gandalf!

This was everyone's decision after voting. Because they were afraid that Russell would be cautious and retaliated against the team members who did not vote for him afterwards, they chose to vote anonymously, but the result was not very friendly.

Gandalf has 9 votes! Russell has 1 vote!

Russell:(￣_￣) Convex

...

"At this time, it's Dingmo Mountain, and the undead of Dengharu wandered here!" Aragon looked at the mountains ahead, thinking in his heart.

The dead souls who betrayed the promise wandered in the mountains and could not rest in peace until the descendants of Isidor lifted their curse.

"I came here according to the prophecy, give the dead a chance to atone for sins and eliminate the shame they bear." Aragon's face was solemn: "Do you know Russell, I..."

Halfway through, Aragon suddenly felt that the picture was a little familiar, and subconsciously turned around and looked over. As he thought, no one was listening to him at all. Russell and the other two squatted in the corner, and somehow they set up a big pot.

Aragon: “…”

No one cooperated whenever there was a sensational moment. Aragorn felt bleeding in his heart. He said he was careless about making friends, and he strode over and decided to turn grief into appetite. He ate two more bowls today.

"So nightmare tastes like this..."

Legolas and Jinli nodded repeatedly. Unlike Aragon, they were instantly conquered when they tasted the nightmare for the first time.

This nightmare died in the Battle of Holy Helmet Valley. Although the moving ingredients could not be moved, the obligations they should be fulfilled. Russell believed that the nightmare was thinking so, so he satisfied its last wish and cut it into pieces and carried it with him.

"It feels good, I just don't know how the unicorn tastes?"

"Legolas, you are the Elf Prince, there should be no shortage of unicorns in your family, right?" Russell asked casually.

"No, the Woodland Kingdom tames the big horned deer, and there are no unicorns."

"The big horned deer...is OK, come and try it out the two ends another day." Russell said he didn't dislike it.

"Yeah, I'll try!"

Legolas frowned, struggled for a moment, and finally focused on it.

"Ahem!"

After eating and drinking, Aragon coughed lightly, confirming that Russell and the other two were there, and said, "People, next we will pass the Way of the Dead, go to Pelag through this shortcut, look for reinforcements in the south, and finally go along the Anduin River to the port outside the capital. Do you have any better proposals?"

Russell and the other two shook their heads repeatedly. Legolas and Jinli were not familiar with Gondor's geography, and Russell had no idea what he had lost his memory, so they would leave as much as Aragon said.

Aragon: “…”

He was obviously the leader of the four-person team, but he felt that he was more like a tour guide, taking three foodies who were traveling around.

"Aragorn, what should you do with the undead?" Russell asked while putting away the iron pot.

"I just mentioned this question..." Aragon was speechless and had to repeat: "I will give the dead a chance to atone for sins and let them rest in peace."

"Then what, do you know how your ancestors cursed the undead?"

"What's wrong?"

"I want to curse a despicable, shameless, shameless, and lies-ridden white-robed mage!" Russell said gritting his teeth. He wanted to curse Gandalf. The old man deceived him and failed to fulfill his original promise.

Aragon: “…”

Remove the "white robe" and the mage you call is yourself!

Russell was full of resentment. Gandalf had made an agreement with him to keep the horn castle and teach him lighting techniques.

The horn castle was guarded, but Gandalf stammered and refused to teach him the lighting technique. He threw down a booklet and hurried to the capital with Polomo and others.

Russell studied lighting techniques by himself according to the practice method in the booklet, and after trying it twice, he practiced it.

But soon, he found that he was deceived. The lighting technique in the booklet could do nothing but lighting!

In fact, Russell knew from the beginning that Gandalf's magic was bound to his existence as Maiya. It was said that it was magic but it was more like instinct, or it was simply the power given by God.

Can't share, nor can you teach!

Knowing this, Russell still took the opportunity to take it. He said the same thing, what if he saw it!

It turns out that there is no ghost, only a mature Maiya!

...

"I heard of Ding Mo Mountain when I was very young. It is said that countless undead wandered in the valley. Fear is their weapon, which shocked the living to stay away from their undead kingdom."

When he arrived at the entrance of the Way of the Dead, Legolas felt a little unhappy. The forest here was gloomy and wet, and the lingering dead air filled with it, turning into a hazy gray mist, making it difficult for him to feel good about it.

"I also heard when I was a child that no one can safely pass the way of the dead. The dead revenge the living, and all those who enter are dead." Jin Li said.

"I also heard when I was a child that the Rohans would rather cross mountains and ridges than take the risk of taking this path. The undead would attack passers-by with fear, causing them to lose their courage and be scared to death in the valley." Aragorn said.

Russell nodded: "A coincidence, I heard of it when I was a child, but because of my amnesia, I don't remember anything!"

“…” X3

Everyone walked into the path of the dead, as if they were passing through an invisible boundary, and the valley ahead began to fog.

In a trance, a breathtaking sound of demon lingered in his ears and whispered in front of him, hallucinations appeared, as if he saw ghosts floating, and he felt palpitations that were peeked by countless pairs of eyes.

"Xilulu~~~"

The war horse under the four people's crotch was restless, and kept stomping on their four hooves, and refused to continue moving forward. With a roaring cold wind, they were so scared that they returned the same way and ran out of the valley.

"It seems that the undead doesn't welcome us!"

Russell pulled out the Eidman alloy knife. Gandalf and Aragon both said that the undead have no entity and cannot harm the living, but they do not have weapons on their hands, so they always feel uncomfortable.

"If they still remember their promises, it's best, but if they forget, then let them go!" The army of Modo was approaching, Gondor was in danger, and Aragon would not waste too much time on the undead.

His trip had even more difficult tasks, to resist the elite troops of Amba pirates from the sea.

The four of them walked along the valley and soon found a cave in the mountain stream. Legolas's eyes were sharp and read the ancient text on it.

"The road ahead has been closed, and the dead have set up a net of heaven and earth, and they guard it here..."

"How does it feel?"
Chapter completed!