End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"God is really blind, a flower is stuck in cow dung!"

Russell was indignant. Alvin was Aragon's girlfriend and would become his queen in the future. If it was another young couple, Russell might recognize this brother.

But Aragorn and Arwen couldn't do it. The latter gave up almost unlimited life for Aragorn, changing from an elf to a human, just to accompany him in just a few decades. In the face of such a great love, those who still think about loosening the soil are really hopeless!

Seeing Russell's bitterness and hatred, Aragorn was extremely proud. He was taunted and ridiculed by Russell all the way, and finally won the round.

The three of them returned to the camp together. Suddenly, Russell seemed to think of something, and mysteriously held Aragorn back, and the two of them were one step behind Alvin.

Russell whispered, "Man, are we brothers?"

"Sorry, I lost my memory, who are you?"

Russell Quan pretended not to hear it, and continued: "Look, you've been throwing away dog ​​food, you can't let me be alone, brother, tell Alwen for me, and introduce her sister to me when we arrive at Rivendell."

Aragorn was speechless for a moment, and after a long silence, he said: "Sorry, I will not do this. The love between elves and humans is destined to end in tragedy. Because elves marry humans, elves will lose their eternal life and live a painful and short life."

Aragorn's voice was loud enough for Arwen to hear him, and he said it on purpose. He loves each other deeply, and he doesn't want Arwen to give up his long life. The decades of human beings are too short for elves, and they think it's not enough time to go back to their mother's house.

Arwen's pace remained unchanged, he turned his head and smiled faintly at Aragorn, and stabbed Aragorn's heart with a gentle knife, the guy immediately changed his position, and ran up to greet him.

Russell pulled Aragorn again: "Brother, your topic is too heavy for me."

"What's the meaning?"

"Are there female elves who don't fall in love and don't marry?"

Aragorn: "..."

Alvin: "..."

...

The three returned to the camp, and the bonfire became more and more prosperous under the care of the four of Frodo. Russell picked up the ingredients, put them into the iron pot in proportion, and waited for the full effect of the medicine.

Arwen stood alone in front of the white horse, and took out the water bag to feed the horse. In the original book, she met Aragorn in a hurry, and then took the injured and poisoned Frodo to Rivendell.

No need now, Frodo is all right, waiting by the cauldron with his bowl.

In the air, the faint smell of meat wafted, attracting countless greedy predators in the forest. Russell thrust the Adamant alloy knife into the ground, and a thunderbolt shot up into the sky, scaring the birds and beasts into flocks.

"Just kidding, you can get your hands on Russell's dining table? You won't even smell it!"

As Russell said, he looked at Alvin without a trace. To be precise, his eyes were focused on the white horse.

"What a beautiful horse, proud and pure, just like an elf..." Russell licked his lips: "Aragorn, is that the legendary unicorn?"

"Yeah! Why, what's the matter?" Aragorn asked tremblingly, with an ominous premonition.

"looks very tasty!"

Aragorn: "..."

I knew it!

On the other side, Arwen came over extremely speechless. She heard Russell's words, and heard them twice.

The unicorn is the elf's best friend, and Russell wants to take her friend into the pot, which can't be ignored.

Arwen really couldn't understand how the upright Aragorn knew such a bad friend as Russell. The two seemed to have no common language. As Aragorn's future wife, she felt that she should do something, otherwise, Aragorn and Russell stayed together for a long time, and there would probably be other wives in the future.

"Aragorn, are you sure you want to eat the flesh and blood of Nightmare?" Arwen asked.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I can still kill my brother?" Russell replied, filling a bowl and handing it to Aragorn: "Brother, it's time to drink medicine, bah, drink some soup to warm up first."

"No,

I have no appetite. "

Looking at the soup in front of him, Aragorn shook his head again and again, the taste was delicious, but the appearance was really not flattering. The soup was as black as ink, with a layer of white meat fat on it, and mottled red oil on the top. The three colors of black, white and red were distinct, and he wouldn't even take a sip if he was killed.

"Oh, I'm really ignorant. I don't think I can live forever after drinking this bowl of broth, but it's absolutely okay to keep fit." Russell said, wanting to drink it in one gulp.

"wait!"

Aragorn pressed Russell's hand, looked up at Alvin, and motioned her to help check, and don't drink Russell to make anything wrong. This guy is already out of his mind, and if he gets sicker, he will burp on the spot.

Arwen sighed reluctantly, touched the side of the bowl with his slender hand, and chanted the elf spell in his mouth. The white light lit up, and the holy light spread from Arwen's palm, and disappeared after a while.

She glanced at Russell in surprise: "How did you manage to cook the highly poisonous Nightmare flesh and blood into nourishing medicine?"

"This is an exclusive secret recipe, how can I say it so easily." Russell picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp, swallowing it together with the sliced ​​meat. The attribute points did not change, and the effect was mediocre.

The four of Frodo got Russell's permission, cheered and began to gobble it up. Nightmare felt warm all over after eating the meat, and couldn't help running around the campfire with sweat on his forehead.

For Russell, the enhancement effect of Nightmare Meat was negligible, but for the four of them, it was obviously overdone.

"What happened to them?" Aragorn asked hastily.

"Too much energy intake, don't worry about them, you want a bowl too?" Russell said, and handed the broth to Aragorn again.

"No, I don't have an appetite." Aragorn shook his head again and again, the same sentence, he would not take a sip if he was killed.

Alvin was very interested, took the bowl of soup and drank it slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief after a while. After tasting the sweetness, she couldn't finish it, and handed the empty bowl to Russell: "It tastes good, let's have another bowl."

"It's useless. This medicine is only effective for the first sip. Drinking it again is purely for taste."

"It's okay to taste."

Aragorn was very puzzled to see his girlfriend fell. Don't elves like delicate food? Why are you interested in big pot rice, is it really delicious?

Thinking of this, Aragorn couldn't help looking at the big iron pot, and soon he shook his head directly. He, Aragorn, must do what he says. How can the water that is poured out change as he says? Since he said he would not drink it, he would never touch it.

"Aragorn, you can try it too." Alvin handed over a bowl.

"Ok!"

Ten seconds later, Aragorn showed a memorable expression, and said with emotion: "It smells so good!"

"How is it, do you feel that your physique has become stronger?"

Russell asked while the iron was hot, and the four of them were feasting on the side, one bowl after another, and he didn't care.

"Well, there are some changes." Aragorn nodded solemnly, and asked subconsciously: "Russell, is this why you became stronger?"

"Of course, but this kind of strengthening is not infinite. You should also feel it. The nightmare can only be eaten once, and the second time will be invalid."

Aragorn nodded: "Indeed, but this is also an exaggeration. Just eating can make you stronger. If I didn't experience it myself, I definitely wouldn't believe it."

"Then do you want to experience it a second time?"

"the second time?"

"Isn't there still a unicorn? Arwen will definitely not refuse you if you use the beauty trick. We are not greedy, just cut two pieces of meat."

Alvin: "..."

I haven't left yet!