End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

【Ding】

[Attention the host, the tenth mission world is about to start, and now the ten-minute countdown has entered, please be prepared]

The electronic notification sound seemed to be able to choose a day. Just after the rainy day left, it suddenly sounded, reminding Russell that another world node had been captured.

Time travel is not necessarily addictive, but it will definitely become proficient after more times. Russell calmly drank wolfberry tea, and ten minutes passed in a flash.

There was a flash of black in front of his eyes, Russell opened his eyes again, it was still black!

The dim moon hangs high, blocked by scattered clouds, and the entire forest is shrouded in darkness. Occasionally, the moonlight shines, setting off the strange trees with claws and claws, which are eerie and terrifying.

The forest at night was too quiet, Russell lifted the blanket on his body, sniffed the rotten smell of dead branches and leaves, and looked around with a frown.

He was thrown into the wilderness, but he was not alone. A horse rope was tied to the crooked-neck tree next to him, and two horses, with their heads slightly heavy, dozed side by side.

By the bonfire, a tall man added some firewood. When he saw Russell waking up, he immediately walked over and asked concerned: "Russell, how do you feel?"

The man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, and handsome facial features that are almost impeccable. It's a pity that there are gloomy clouds locked between his brows, coupled with his slovenly appearance and unshaven beard, he feels a bit decadent.

In his twenties, with a middle-aged temperament in his forties or fifties, he is a down-and-out aristocrat with bitterness and hatred!

Russell labeled him a poor family, and he ignored the man's handsome face. He never looked at people's faces. It doesn't matter whether he is handsome or not. What matters is not appearance, but a noble soul. In this regard, he feels that he is still very qualified.

"Dude, do you remember me?" The young middle-aged uncle asked again, with a hint of concern on his deeply furrowed brows.

Russell: "..."

The expressive eyes, if not for the two of them wearing medieval costumes, with swords instead of revolvers pinned to their waists, he would have doubted whether he had come to Brokeback Mountain.

"Russell?"

"Uh...I..." Russell was stunned for a moment. Others recognized him, but he didn't know others. He was thinking about how to fool around.

"You lost your memory!"

"what?"

"You drank too much, fell off the horse, and hit the back of your head with a stone. I took you to the doctor. He said that you might lose your memory. I didn't expect it to be true." The man sighed.

"Then what... cough, buddy, you see I have lost my memory, let me introduce myself quickly!" Russell coughed softly, as soon as it comes, he will be at peace, and if he loses his memory, he will lose his memory. It is better to be arranged clearly than to pretend to be stupid Lengqiang.

"That's right, I almost forgot about it..."

The man helped Russell up and said with a solemn expression: "Your name is Russell, a ranger, and my name is Aragorn. We met during our adventure two years ago. We met unexpectedly at the hotel yesterday, and you drank too much... "

"Aragorn!?"

"That's right!"

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere..." Russell raised his hand and stroked his chin. It was a familiar name, and he could remember it with a few hints.

"Of course, you just lost your memory, and you haven't changed your mind. You must have an impression of me." Aragorn, who has the temperament of an uncle, breathed a sigh of relief. It's great that Russell didn't fall into a fool.

In fact, the two met unexpectedly yesterday. Reminiscing about their past adventures, they couldn't help drinking a few more glasses. It was Aragorn who fell off the horse, and then... He subconsciously grabbed Russell's sleeve.

He's fine, Russell knocked!

But this matter cannot be stated clearly. Aragorn thinks that it is enough to know it in his heart. We are brothers, and we cannot destroy the precious friendship because of this trivial matter.

Besides, he didn't lie, he just omitted a few insignificant scenes, he didn't do it on purpose, after all, he drank the fragments!

Russell thought about it, then suddenly shivered and swallowed: "Aragorn, where are we now?"

"The nearest location is Liquor River, what's the matter, what do you remember?"

"No, I want to know which country we are in...it doesn't matter which country,

I don't even know. Tell me quickly, which continent are we on? Russell almost asked if he was in Middle-Earth.

"Middle-earth, this is the East Road near Bree."

Aragorn said so much, Russell has heard of Middle-earth, but this is enough, he knows very well what Middle-earth represents.

The Lord of the Rings, the Hobbit, Sauron, and... Gandalf!

Thinking that he was about to meet a legendary figure among mages, Russell was a little excited and couldn't help grinning. When you meet, how should you say hello, which hand is better to extend first?

In case Gandalf thinks that he is a genius in magic and wants to teach him two tricks, will he agree, or will he agree after a while?

"Hey Hey----"

Seeing Russell standing alone and giggling, Aragorn felt very guilty. He was very smart, but he was pulled by him and fell into a brain-dead.

"Ahem, Russell, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I feel refreshed after a fall. I've never felt so good." Russell jumped on the spot and said bluntly, "Aragorn, where are you going next? Let's make a companion together."

"Dude, I have an important thing to do next, we are going to part here, you continue your adventure."

Aragorn's face was full, the ring spirits were searching for the ring, Gandalf was missing, and the hobbit carrying the ring was helpless. He wants to rush to the Prancing Horse Hotel as soon as possible to protect the Lord of the Rings and the Hobbits. This trip is very dangerous and he may die at any time, so Russell cannot be involved.

Moreover, the encounter with Russell has been delayed for a day, and there is no longer any delay.

"I'm afraid it won't work. I've already lost my memory, so I don't remember where I'm going to take risks." Russell lowered his head and sighed, "Now you're the only one I know in the whole world. If I don't follow you, I don't know where to go?"

Aragorn is an important figure in the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Follow him to meet Gandalf and trigger world tasks. Unless Russell really loses his memory, he will never be separated from him.

"Yeah, you lost your memory..."

The corner of Aragorn's mouth twitched, secretly thinking that drinking was a mistake. If he had known this, he would have just chatted casually at that time.

The two extinguished the bonfire, stepped on the horse and walked along the path at night. Aragorn was a responsible person after all, and Russell lost his memory because of him, so he couldn't leave it alone.

"Aragorn, where are we going?" Russell didn't know how to ride a horse, but he knew how to get on it. After a minute, he became proficient in horsemanship, and Thomas could turn around with ease.

"Prancing horse wine... Forget it, you don't know if I tell you, just follow me." Aragorn decided to take Russell with him, and went to see the elf when he went to Rivendell, trying to cure his amnesia.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but I can't help it. After all, I have lost my memory."

In the sky, the dark clouds slowly began to recede, and the moon was unobstructed, shedding its brilliance little by little...