End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

On the edge of the Misty Mountains, a group of people successfully stepped out of this majestic mountain group that spans thousands of kilometers, and sat around the creek to refresh.

It took nearly four days to pass through the mines of Moria, and the Fellowship of the Ring was frightened in the orc lair, and finally encountered a Balrog attack. By this time, they were exhausted.

Even though they knew that they might be besieged by half-orcs after dark, they still stopped. They were too tired and had to take a break to recover their energy. By the way... bury a pot to make a meal, after all, people depend on food, No energy to run without food.

"Is this the meat on the Balrog? I mean this creature actually has meat?" Legolas widened his eyes in disbelief.

"It's hard to imagine what Balrog smells like."

"We should be the first batch of people in Middle-earth to eat Balrogs. This bullshit is enough for me to brag about for a lifetime." Dwarf warrior Jin Li said with a smile.

"Only the wings and tail are covered with some skin. Wait a minute. The skin is a bit old. It needs to be boiled for a while." Russell stood by the cauldron, raised the knife in his hand, and chopped the Balrog's wings with the Adamantium alloy knife. Into a chicken rack.

As the chicken rack was put into the pot, the people who were originally weak all quickly took small bowls and circled around the iron pot. The smell of meat dissipated, and they took a deep breath, showing intoxication, and the saliva in their mouths was crazily secreted.

As expected of a demon from the abyss, his worth is different, and his smell is better than that of an octopus!

"Guys, we are lucky, this is the Balrog, not everyone can eat it."

"That's right, Russell and Gandalf are the best!"

A group of people huddled together around the pot, staring eagerly at the tumbling red oil, their saliva flowing like a river.

"I'll try to see if it's poisonous..."

Russell fished out the skeleton, grabbed it and gnawed it. He had been waiting for Balrog for a long time. After all, no matter how depraved the Balrog was, he was still a demigod during his lifetime, so he must be different from those coquettish bastards.

Speaking of the Maya race, they existed before the creation of the world, and their relationship with the main god is a bit complicated. It's not just a superior-subordinate relationship, servants, students, and assistants are all on the sidelines, and some mighty Maier is even stronger than the main god.

This is indeed the case. Russell is gnawing on the skeleton of the Balrog, and he feels that the muscles are extremely chewy. The system immediately determines that his two attributes of "body" and "strength" have increased, and the specific data on the character panel have increased by 4 each. point.

With a smile on his brow, Luo Su waved his big hand to signal to start eating, and everyone cheered, ignoring the boiling oil in the iron pan, they grabbed it and gnawed it.

"Man, I feel stronger..."

"It's so good, I like eating it the most!"

"..."

A group of people laughed while eating, only Gandalf sat silently by the stream, his sad expression seemed to remember the unlucky Balrog, but in fact, he was only troubled because he wanted to eat but couldn't.

The Balrog is Maia, even if the body dies, the soul is still alive. However, because he was on the wrong team back then, as Morgoth's subordinate, the Balrog's soul would not be forgiven, and wandered around Middle-earth all day long until it finally dissipated.

That is the so-called lonely ghost!

"Gandalf, I left it for you, try it!"

Russell grabbed a chicken stick and came to Gandalf's side. The latter twitched and turned sideways, unwilling to face Russell face to face: "No, I was tired from the fight just now, and I don't have any appetite now."

"Are you sure?" Russell held the chicken stand in front of Gandalf.

The aroma was so tangy that Gandalf felt his index finger twitch, and the gluttons in his stomach were hooked. But when he thought that everyone was of the same race, all the flags died down immediately, he would not eat Balrog, never, even if he was forced to do so!

Russell chuckled, and stuffed the chicken rack into Gandalf's mouth. The latter was furious and immediately resisted. The two grabbed the chicken rack and started wrestling in mid-air.

After a long while, Gandalf was aggrieved because of his old age and weakness, and Russell forcefully stuffed the chicken rack into his mouth.

Russell: "..."

Fart, obviously he grabbed my hand and stuffed it into his mouth, I can't pull it back!

After a mouthful of Balrog meat, Gandalf smiled happily,

But it soon turned into grief, and he began to howl and cry, eating and crying. He is a mature Maier, and he has always done a full set of acting.

After a long while, Gandalf couldn't laugh anymore. I don't know why, Russell and the others did nothing wrong after eating the Balrog's ass, and his physique was strengthened. Only his stomach was burning like fire, and a mouthful of black smoke spewed out. His eyes were crooked and his mouth slanted. He fell unconscious.

Russell was shocked, put his fingertips on Gandalf's neck, and found that the pulse became straight in a second, and Gandalf...he died!

It can't be said that he really died, a golden light was born from the void, and wrapped around Gandalf's body. The golden light thread is entangled, soft as water, containing terrifying energy, wrapping Gandalf into a silkworm chrysalis, and merging into his body little by little, strengthening his seemingly aging body.

Russell: "..."

Staring blankly at the chicken rack in his hand, he yelled MMP in his heart. This shameless scene made him understand a truth.

God wants to cheat on you for any reason.

There is no reason to make up a rigid one. Even if Russell doesn't give him chicken wings, maybe he will take a step later because of osteoporosis, and he will burp directly after falling.

"It's... great!"

Russell sighed with emotion. He wanted to say that it was too shameless, but there was a god in his head, and he decisively changed from his heart to his blessing to Gandalf.

The rest of the Fellowship of the Ring team were full of food and drink, and when they noticed Gandalf's abnormality, they ran over to watch, worried enough to not worry too much, Gandalf's appearance did not look like a bad thing.

"Get Gandalf on the horse, let's go..." Russell looked at the crowd with a dark face, "Where are we going next?"

"Roslorien!"

Aragorn and Legolas said in unison that it was a peaceful and beautiful place, inhabited by Galadriel, the Queen of Magic, and her husband Celeborn, two great elves.

"Come on, let's go to Roselorien."

Russell still looked unhappy. Gandalf should be wearing a white robe after waking up, which is too blatantly hung up. In fact, he should have known that things would turn out like this. Gandalf's promotion to the white robe was the general trend and the result of fate.

To put it simply, the superior leaders were dissatisfied with the actions of the white robe Saruman, deprived him of the white robe status of the leader of the five witches, and used Gandalf to enhance his strength, replace Saruman's position, and guide the people of Middle-earth. Kill Sauron.

"Roslorian, that's really not a good place. I heard that there is an elf witch living there. As long as we are seen by her, our souls will no longer be our own."

Gimli, a dwarf warrior, complained that elves and dwarves are incompatible. In the world view of dwarves, the magic queen is a magic witch and belongs to the evil camp.

"Hmph, when you see the lord's wife, you won't think so." Legolas snorted coldly. Galadriel had a very high reputation among the elves, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was an idol.

Hearing the quarrel between the two, Russell paused. If I remember correctly, the magic queen has been on the verge of blackening recently. But thinking about it again, what does this have to do with him? Even if Galadriel is blackened, his goal is the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and he is going to Frodo.

What's more, people's blackening is only half black, and finally survived by willpower, it is still the magic white.

Thinking of this, Russell made up his mind, and patted Gandalf on Nightmare's back. With Galadriel's 'mistress' present, the trip would be safe at best.