Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1072 1054. Coming Again

"Oh! Yes, the flannel ball also helped a lot!"

Radagast was obviously more enthusiastic when talking to the cat than to people, which made Lan curl his lips.

They quickly left the tomb of the ancient witch king of Angmar in the Northern Kingdom.

Go down the mountain along the original route.

Beside Radagast's rabbit sled, the big rabbits were eating the grass on this barren land bit by bit.

And the Qilin disappeared.

Lan En was not worried, but just rubbed the magic ring on his hand, and then a burst of blue and white lightning burst out from a small hill not far away.

Then the lightning rushed towards this side.

"What about now?" Lan En asked Radagast while the Qilin had not arrived yet.

"Now we can be sure that the dagger is the real Morgul Blade, and the Ringwraiths are out of trouble. But do you have any rules for dealing with crises next?"

The sloppy old man looked solemn, and he took off the leather hat that looked like a tattered Lei Feng hat.

Three little birds that used his hair as a bird's nest flew out and landed on his hands.

Lane and the flannel ball only saw Radagast whispering and blowing at the birds, and then the birds flew away chirping.

"Are you going to notify Gandalf?"

Lane crossed his arms and watched the three birds fly away.

After being in contact with Radagast for such a period of time, he knew that this guy didn't really want to be in charge, but just wanted to live with colorful life in nature.

So he should choose to report the situation to others as soon as possible.

"Yes, I notified Gandalf." Radagast said bluntly, put the tattered hat on his head again, and stepped on the sled.

"I have arranged a meeting place with him. We have to take action. The situation is urgent, very urgent!"

"It has been nearly three thousand years since the end of the Second Age when Sauron was defeated, and four hundred years since our last battle with the remaining dark forces. And now, it is really hard to say what will happen."

The sound of thundering hooves is very close, and the Qilin has already run straight down the mountain not far away.

Lan En listened to Radagast's pessimistic voice and frowned and nodded.

His palm unconsciously rubbed the handle of the long sword at his waist.

Feeling the protection of the powerful divine power.

In fact, just now, in the process of fighting against the Ringwraiths, although Arondette showed the power to touch the netherworld and killed two Ringwraiths.

But Lan En always felt that there seemed to be something deep inside this knife.

This feeling is not easy to explain. Maybe when Elrond sent the knife to him, the words that he wanted to say but stopped were referring to this?

Lan felt the sword of the Lady of the Lake adjusted by Galadriel until the Kirin, who was already beside him, lowered his head and used his crystal-like horns to touch him.

"Hey! Listen to me!"

"Huh? What?"

Lan came back to his senses and saw Radagast, who was already standing on the sled and had trained the big rabbit sled team, looking at him with a ready look.

"I say: we are going to the old place to meet Gandalf!"

Radagast sighed.

Lan turned over and rode on the Kirin, and the flannel ball also cleverly pulled the silk rune cloth on the Kirin and climbed up and sat down.

"The old place." Lan immediately understood where it was. "You want to go directly to Dol Guldur?"

Facing Lan's surprised expression, Radagast did not explain much, but just shook the reins violently.

"I've been saying that the situation is urgent. We don't have time, Lan."

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Lan had parted ways with Gandalf in Rivendell, and when they met again, they were outside the evil and towering old castle in the southwest corner of Mirkwood.

The sky in this area is still covered with heavy and gloomy clouds all year round, and the branches of the surrounding trees are twisted and sharp, extending towards Dol Guldur.

It's like they are eager to extend their branches into a darker and more evil environment.

The sound of horse hooves and the sliding of sleds came from far to near, and finally stopped in front of Gandalf.

"Your swordsmanship is great, Gandalf."

Lan jumped off the horse and joked as he approached the old wizard smoking a pipe.

On the way just now, he and Radagast saw a lot of giant spiders lying on the ground. These spiders have sharp claws, and their abdomens are thick and powerful. Each giant spider is as big as a donkey!

But these spiders only have a clean sword wound on their bodies, and then they lie motionlessly on the thick humus in the forest.

And there is no doubt that the person who killed the giant spider that wanted to eat him and sat here was the gray wizard Gandalf.

The old man sat on a big rock, looking at the evil castle standing on the hillside not far away, with sharp thorns on every corner, which made people feel chilly just looking at it, as if the skin had been pierced by the barbs and torn.

Gandalf had the sword of the former King of the Gondolin Elf hanging on his waist - Glamdring. But he himself did not show any posture.

He just held his wand in his arms, sat on the big rock, puffed on his pipe, and looked at Dol Guldur not far away with a serious expression.

Seeing Radagast and Lann arrived as agreed, he reluctantly smiled, and the smile soon disappeared.

He took the pipe from his mouth and made way for the other side.

"Would you like to take a puff? This time it's Old Toby tobacco."

"Sorry, I don't know how to smoke." Lann shook his head and declined.

Gandalf and Radagast looked at the witcher in surprise, as if it was rare for him not to smoke pipe weed.

But after thinking about it carefully, Lann found that most people here seemed to smoke pipes.

"Then" Radagast also looked at the old castle in the distance and walked to Gandalf, "I'll take a puff."

Lann watched the two old men smoking their pipes, and pushed aside the big head of the unicorn who was curious about the smell of pipe weed.

Gandalf raised his not-so-clean finger with ash, tar, and dirt stains, and pointed to the old castle in the distance where the dark clouds were even thicker.

"Look at the atmosphere of this castle now, it's simply the city of witchcraft."

Gandalf pulled his gray sleeves and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his cheeks.

"The messenger you sent has also told me about your discovery. Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect that there are three Ringwraiths hiding on the Rudolf Plateau. It's really dangerous."

"If you are injured by their weapons, there are only a few places in the world such as Rivendell and Lothlórien that can heal you."

Radagast shook his head silently, just took off his hat, and then the three birds that were originally flying in the sky landed on his head again.

"The situation is not good, Gandalf. Even things like the Ringwraiths have reappeared in the world, but..."

The sloppy old wizard looked at the creepy old castle, but he was always confused.

"I have seen this place for hundreds of years, and it looks like a deserted scene. How could it be? The darkness has accumulated power right under my nose?"

"As expected, old friend."

But Gandalf was not surprised. Perhaps his surprise had been consumed when he received the news from the bird messenger.

"This is good news even in the current bad situation."

"Sauron, our enemies are good at confusing and concealing the real spells, and this castle is full of this magic, which means: the Dark Lord is not ready to show his true self and call on the evil lives of the entire Middle-earth to regroup under his command!"

"In other words."

Gandalf looked at Radagast and Lann with a wise and calm look.

"He has not yet recovered his heyday!"

"This is our chance!"

The demon hunter looked at Gandalf's expression, firm and steady.

Even in the face of a powerful enemy, there will be hope and persistence, and calmly deal with the situation and changes with ancient wisdom and reason.

In the magical Middle Ages, most warlocks who mastered magic would use magic to reshape themselves.

Women tend to make themselves dazzling and charming, while men tend to make their faces look older and grow big beards, because this fits people's imagination of "wise people".

But Lann looked around, and those "wise men" who were made up would never have the demeanor of Gandalf at this time.

In front of Gandalf, they would be like a group of lame actors wearing fake beards and going on stage to perform.

"Well, the pipe is done." Gandalf stood up on his knees, took off his pointed hat, and used it as a rag to pat himself to knock off the grass and fallen leaves.

"Radagast, I need you to deliver a letter to Rivendell and Lothlórien. Lan, I want you to leave immediately and go to Long Lake Town to help our mutual friends - the dwarves who are fighting for their homeland."

Radagast was a little confused for a moment because of Gandalf's rapid change of tone, but Lan frowned and stretched out his hand to stop Gandalf.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Lan's eyes were full of the feeling of "no way?"

And Gandalf nodded, confirming the accuracy of the witcher's feeling.

"I want to go in alone, and none of you can follow me! No one! Do you understand?"

"Wait, wait! Why, why? Why is this?" Radagast finally reacted and said anxiously. "That damn place is a place where people are eaten without leaving bones, Gandalf!"

"But you also said, Radagast, my old friend. You have been guarding this castle here for hundreds of years, but you haven't found anything."

The gray-robed wizard's eyes never moved away from Dol Guldur, as firm as his decision, but he said in a deep voice.

"We knew at the time that after Sauron's body and soul were destroyed, only a ray of light flew here. But no matter how we searched, there was no trace of him, so we asked you to stay."

"What has troubled us about Sauron is that he has never shown up and we can't find him! And now, his strength has not yet recovered, and the forces under his command are ready to move. We must find a way to "fish" him out! Even if it's with "bait"! That's me!"