Start with the Lord of the Rings

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It was pouring rain outside.

Below the ruins of a huge weathered rock building.

The party of six started today's dinner.

In such rainy weather, let alone a fire, even dry firewood is hard to find.

The six of them spread their blankets against the wall.

Then, sitting side by side on the blanket, started eating jerky and drinking wine.

Because there is Morgan in the mobile warehouse.

Therefore, there are still a lot of drinks and other things left because of the replenishment at the Bree Black Knight Tavern more than a month ago.

On the contrary, there was not much food left.

But don't worry about food. With Morgan and Aragorn, hunting is easy.

It is now close to late autumn.

The weather, which had already been able to perceive the coldness, was even colder at this time.

"I really want a bowl of hot soup."

"I thought too, but with such a heavy rain, the firewood we saw when we came up was already wet."

"Hey, Merry, you say, what if Morgan's magical equipment was filled with dry wood like food? Would you say he would?"

"That's a good suggestion, Pipin, why don't you ask?"

"Uh, that's fine."

"Would you like to go?"

"I suddenly don't want to drink soup."

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A few little hobbits on the side chatted quietly.

Morgan leaned to the side, smoking a pipe, staring at the rain curtain not far in front of him, thinking secretly in his heart.

In the memory plot, the Hobbit team led by Aragorn was discovered by the chasing Nazgul because a fire was secretly raised above the top of the storm, and the fire light illuminated the darkness.

But at this time Morgan felt that such a huge mountaintop ruin, even if a small bonfire was raised in the middle, should be difficult to detect.

Because Fengyunding ruins are too big.

Of course, it is impossible to start a fire under such a heavy rain.

Morgan also doesn't use dimensional ring space for firewood, as Pippin the Hobbit says.

What he is thinking now is, will those Nazgul catch up as in the memory plot?

Also, will Frodo be stabbed by the Witch King Angmar, the head of the Nazgul, with the sword of the cave?

The former Morgan is not sure.

Because in this vast wilderness, if it doesn't rain, you can find a place to rest.

But if it rains, there is only Fengyunding around here that has something to avoid the wind and rain.

If the Nazgul happened to be chasing here.

With the current weather, they are really likely to come and look for it.

As for the latter, will Frodo be stabbed by the Devil's Cave Sword?

Morgan thought it was impossible.

Because this time, not only did Aragorn not leave, but he also had a stronger self.

In short, there is a possibility that the Nazgul will catch up tonight.

But it shouldn't be much.

The night was darker.

When several little hobbits on the side purred evenly.

It's still raining outside.

In the darkness, only a spark was flickering on Morgan's pipe.

at this time.

The rushing sound of the rainstorm was suddenly mixed with other sounds.

Morgan's closed eyes immediately opened, and then he turned his ears to listen carefully in the direction from which the sound came from.

At this time, Morgan could also clearly notice that Aragorn's breathing rate suddenly changed not far away.

Obviously, the two who were not asleep noticed the difference.

"There seems to be movement?"

Aragorn lowered his voice.

"Well, there's something in the heavy rain."

Morgan focused his attention in the direction of the source of the sound, and he heard it.

"It's the sound of hooves, something is coming towards the top of the mountain!"

Morgan's face changed suddenly, and then he immediately shouted at the four hobbits: "Quick, get up, get up!"

"Frodo, Sam!"

It had been a long time since they had left Hobbiton, and even if they were sleepy, several hobbits had already responded to the sound of waking up immediately.

"What's wrong?"

"what happened?"

Aragorn pulled out the elf sword from his waist and said, "Of course those monsters have caught up."

"Such a rainy day, such a late night, except for the haunted ring spirits."

"I can't think of anyone who would travel in the rain at this time."

Morgan nodded, staring at the entrance to the top of the wind and cloud. After speaking, he looked at the four little hobbits and immediately said: "Frodo, those monsters are afraid of fire, you can find a way to light them up."

Before he finished speaking, a dark figure silently appeared at the entrance.

Holding a long sword, tall and shrouded in black robes, who is the Nazgul who has been chasing him all the way from Hobbiton.

The first, the second, the third.

Watching the Nazgul coming out, Morgan was counting the heads carefully.

Finally, when the last Nazgul came out, there were exactly seven.

"Two less than when I started at Hobbiton?"

"Did he kill himself, or where did he go?"

Even if the entire top of the wind cloud was dark, Morgan could clearly see the seven Nazgul appearing in front of him.

The leader was the Angmar Witch King, the tallest head of the Nazgul that Morgan had seen twice.

Under dim sky.

The distance is not far.

At this time, the four hobbits apparently also discovered the terrifying figure attacking in the dark, and their expressions changed greatly.

"Wow"

Morgan pulled out the elf sword and watched the Nazgul who came slowly walking into the heavy rain.

Soon, Aragorn and Morgan, holding a long sword, stood together.

Two to seven!

behind.

Several little hobbits also reacted immediately, thinking of the fire that Morgan said just now, and immediately looked around.

But there is no dry wood in the small shelter from the rain.

There is nothing but a few withered yellow leaves that pile up in the corners.

Several hobbits got angry.

Ahead, in the heavy rain.

Morgan and Aragorn also meet for the first time together.

"You left me right."

Morgan grinned at the Nazgul who was approaching in front of him and said.

Aragorn nodded: "Okay!"

The voice fell, and the seven Nazgul people screamed and rushed up.

Aragorn rushed to the left Nazgul.

Morgan turned to the right, and the head of the Nazgul was the Witch King Angmar.

"Mental shock!"

Morgan did not hesitate to activate a special technique, and a burst of invisible spiritual energy quickly condensed into a needle-like shape and shot towards the Angmar Witch King rushing straight ahead.

At such a distance, the mental attack is extremely fast.

In an instant, the Angmar Witch King, who was running wildly, stopped in his footsteps, and immediately hugged his head and screamed.

This time, he was guarding against the sword that he fought against the human for the first time, but he failed to notice this move.

Although it is useless even if he is prepared, because he cannot prevent it.

"what"

The Witch-king of Angmar screamed in pain, holding his head.

Last time, Morgan's mental shock was divided into three and he was able to deal with three Nazgul.

One can imagine the power of the Angmar Witch King, who is focused on being immune to physical attacks this time.

Although the Witch King of Angmar reacted extremely quickly, he stopped to hold his head and stepped back.

But it was a little too late, and the Morgan attack had arrived.

"Dragon Power!"

In an instant, the huge energy gushing frantically from the limbs and bones of the body instantly poured into the hands.

Morgan rushed forward and slashed at Angmar Witch-King with swords in both hands.

The attack from the spirit, the damage to the spiritual life is almost higher than the damage to the physical creature, which is comparable to the crit.

The Witch King of Angmar covered his painful head with one hand and was about to step back.

At this time, Morgan's attack followed closely, and the Witch-king of Angmar had to hurriedly raise the long sword in his hand again and block it in front of him.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The long sword in the hand of the Witch King of Angmar was instantly smashed by Morgan, and his entire body was also staggered by Morgan's powerful sword.

Morgan swung his sword again, ready to slash at the head of the Witch-king of Angmar.

At this time, the attack of the Nazgul who followed behind the Witch King of Angmar also arrived.

Morgan's sword completely cut off the head of the Witch King of Angmar, and he wanted to see if the other party would die.

However, waiting for Morgan is also another sword.

At this time, there is no need to choose at all, and Morgan's action quickly changed to kicking.

He stepped forward and kicked the staggered Witch King of Angmar to the ground. At the same time, the elven long sword in his hand faced the attacking ring spirit long sword beside him.

"boom!"

When the two long swords collided, sparks exploded immediately.

Morgan's power at this time has reached LV7, and the power of each sword is far beyond ordinary people, even if the opponent is the Nazgul.

Higher than the opponent's strength, if the opponent does not have more exquisite skills or other abilities to make up.

It will be quickly suppressed, and the opponent will accumulate advantages until it is finally defeated.

This is the case with the ring spirit in front of him.

The moment the two long swords collided, Morgan knew clearly that the Nazgul's power was far inferior to his own.

The attacking Nazgul was immediately knocked back by this sword, and Morgan, who had the upper hand, was about to step forward.

At this time, the attack of the third and fourth Nazgul arrived.

Two long swords attacked from two different directions.

Morgan lost his thoughts of chasing immediately, slashed a sword with his hand, and avoided a sword sideways.

Immediately backed away quickly, avoiding the possibility of being besieged.

There is constant fighting here.

Not far away, there were also fierce battles.

Aragorn was wielding his long sword against the three Nazgul, although he did not have an advantage, but there was no possibility of defeat.

rear.

The four hobbits have all gathered all the dry leaves together to make a fire.

But there were too few leaves, and the Four Hobbits knew that Morgan was going to attack those monsters with fire, but it was not enough.

These fallen leaves can only be used to start a fire, and I am afraid that they will be burnt out soon.

Just when the four were in a hurry to get angry.

Frodo took off his jacket in a hurry.

"Quick!"

"Sam, fire up!"

Seeing Frodo's action, the other three hobbits reacted immediately.

Sam immediately took out his ignition tool and lit the dry leaves.

The moment the fire was lit, all the Nazgul on the battlefield looked over immediately.

"Kill them!"

The Witch King Angmar, who had recovered from the mental shock, hid behind his back and immediately pointed at the four hobbits and yelled.

Soon, two Nazgul left behind Morgan and Aragorn and walked toward the Hobbit.

"Quick, undress!"

Frodo carried his jacket on fire, looked up at the two tall Nazgul that were approaching quickly, and couldn't help shouting, "Uncle Morgan!"

"boom!"

A sword slashed at the chest of the Ring Spirit in front of him, and the Ring Spirit was immediately split back, but apart from the black robe being chopped into a pulp, there was no other scar on the other side.

The Morgan Longsword once again faced another Nazgul.

At this time, the Ring Spirit, who had been slashed back and stood firm, rushed forward again and was not afraid of death.

"bang bang bang"

On the top of Fengyun, the sound of fierce steel collision continued to sound.

The rain was getting smaller and smaller, but no one noticed at this time.

"Uncle Morgan."

At this time, Frodo's voice immediately alerted Morgan.

He turned his head and saw the two Nazgul go straight at the four hobbits, his expression changed.

"Dragon Power!"

In an instant, a huge force rushed from the body, limbs and bones to the hands frantically.

Morgan staggered, turned and slashed with his sword.

"click"

A screeching sound.

The Nazgul rushing from the side was instantly decapitated by Morgan's reflexive slash.

"Bang bang."

A black hood wrapped around a round thing immediately flew up, and then fell to the ground, making a dull sound, and immediately stopped.

At this time, just as the cold wind was blowing, the hood of the black robe was blown up, revealing the oval steel helmet with a horrible shape and a dark color underneath.

"boom!"

The tall body of the Nazgul, whose head had been severed, fell to the ground.

Morgan didn't even bother to analyze whether the Nazgul in front of him were dead or alive.

Turning around, he dashed towards the two Nazgul who were pounced on the Four Hobbits behind him.

"charge!"

Morgan dashed like the wind behind one of the Nazgul.

The attacked Nazgul reacted quickly and left, realizing that the enemy was coming from behind, and immediately turned around.

It's just that Morgan has already jumped up with the huge inertia of the charge, and he suddenly fell down with his sword in both hands.

"Crack cack clap."

The elf sword slashed all the way down the Nazgul's shoulder, and immediately a large spark was blown.

Although Morgan was powerful at this time, the armor on the Nazgul that was specially crafted to accept the ring spirit body was too hard.

Morgan can sever the relatively thin arms of the Ringwraith with one blow.

But if you want to break the armor of the Nazgul, you can only do it with the blessing of the special skill "Dragon Power".

Just like the Ringwraith in front of him, he was slashed to the ground by Morgan's sword, and his chest was still unscathed.

"what"

At this moment, another Nazgul screamed and swung a long sword towards him.

Morgan immediately sideways dodged the sword, and at the same time quickly moved behind the opponent, and the sword slashed on the back of the attacking Nazgul.

"boom!"

Although it can't really hurt the opponent in the slightest, this sword will soon cut off the Nazgul and stumble, and almost fell a dog and eat shit.

At this time, the ring spirit who had been knocked to the ground before turned over and stood up again.

Morgan ignored it and rushed towards the bonfire the four little hobbits had lit with their coats.

Quickly rushing to the fire, Morgan had two slender torches wrapped in oil-stained cloth out of thin air.

Because the last time I realized the usefulness of fire against the Nazgul at Barcobury Ferry.

He bought these two torches in Bree's Black Knight Tavern a month ago, just to prevent this from happening today.

"Boom bang."

The torch, which was wrapped in oil-stained cloth, immediately ignited violently as soon as it touched the flame.

The two torches ignited quickly.

At this time, the two Nazgul swung their swords again and charged.

Morgan blocked the attack of the Nazgûl with a sword in one hand, and immediately stabbed the Nazgûl in front of him with two torches in the other hand.

"Wow"

The robes on the Ringwraiths are really unusual, even if they are wet, they are still covered by Morgan.

"what"

The Nazgûl who was lit by the robe immediately screamed back, and at the same time frantically took off the robe.

When he finally took off his robe with force.

Another Nazgul that attacked Morgan was also ignited, and then the pain monster screamed and quickly retreated.

"Aragorn!"

The two Nazgul were repelled, and Morgan immediately roared and threw a torch in his hand at the besieged Aragorn.

He was holding a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, facing the ring spirits that attacked again.

ten minutes later.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

on wide ground.

The Nazgul disappeared.

Only Morgan and Aragorn stood in front of the entrance with torches in hand.