Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

"Without Dori, he has already been sacrificed..." Thorin trailed off.

Gandalf's face was stunned, and his mind immediately recalled the voice and appearance of the dwarf Dori.

The interactions along the way made him familiar with more than a dozen dwarves, and he immediately remembered who Doli was.

"When did it happen?"

Gandalf was silent for a while and then spoke.

"Just what happened yesterday, we were affected by the battle between the legendary stone giants, and Doli encountered misfortune..."

Whitebeard Balin took Gandalf's words and shook his head softly.

Mentioning the dead Doli, the group's mood became obviously depressed.

"No, Doli's body..."

"What's wrong? The body has been buried..."

"Idiot, we all fell, Doli will naturally fall too..."

"Damn it, Doli's body must have fallen into the hands of those monsters..."

"I'm going to be eaten by a monster..."

"Don't worry, I heard those monsters say that we dwarves are the worst to eat..."

"You are such an idiot..."

The dwarves actually started to quarrel again.

The atmosphere within the team has improved miraculously.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Thorin Oakenshield shouted lowly, and the dwarves immediately fell silent.

"This is not a safe place. Take the time to rest. We will leave as soon as Gordon comes out..."

"Come on, come on, Gordon is out..."

Before Thorin Oakenshield finished speaking, the dwarf Kili immediately looked behind him and shouted.

Everyone turned around and saw Gordon striding out of the underground cave covered in blood.

Not far behind, Bilbo was struggling to follow behind, sweating profusely.

"This way..."

"Gordon..."

"Bilbo..."

The dwarves immediately shouted.

In the woods.

"Gandalf, it's so nice to see you..."

"Me too!"

Gordon stepped forward quickly, ignoring the blood all over his body, and hugged Gandalf.

Gandalf: "It seems that you have done a good job. I did the right thing by letting you join the team."

Gordon: "Of course, I have always been trustworthy!"

After complimenting each other, Bilbo stood in front of Gandalf.

"It seems you did a good job too?"

Looking at Bilbo who was covered in blood but in good spirits, Gandalf smiled.

"There has to be some progress..."

"I have to thank Gordon for taking care of me along the way."

"Gandalf, you are finally back..."

Bilbo stepped forward and hugged Gandalf, saying with emotion.

"Bilbo, you have done a great job..."

Gandalf smiled and patted Bilbo on the shoulder without saying anything more.

This is not the place to talk too much.

When everyone arrived, Thorin Oakenshield immediately said: "We should go!"

"The group of monsters inside said before that if the orcs put a bounty on us again, we have to leave immediately..."

"Ouch..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar terrifying howl sounded again.

The sound distance doesn't seem too far away.

"This is the voice of a warg..."

"not good..."

"Damn, let's go..."

The expressions of Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield both changed, and they immediately shouted and ran forward.

The others didn't need to say anything at all. They were already very familiar with the howl of the warg.

The presence of wargs nearby means that the orcs have also arrived.

"Ouch..."

The speed of the warg in the forest is much faster than that of a group of people.

As the wargs quickly approached, the orcs' strange screams soon came from behind.

"quick..."

Thorin Oakenshield ran and roared.

The road in the dense forest is not easy to walk, and I just escaped from the underground kingdom of goblin monsters.

The team didn't get enough rest, were tired and hungry, and almost rolled down the mountain.

The dense forest is lush with vegetation and thorny.

Groin, a short dwarf, missed his kick and immediately fell over.

He turned over and sat up, listening to the movement of the wargs and orcs behind him getting closer and closer. The grumpy Groin finally couldn't bear it and shouted: "I can't run anymore, damn the orcs, I'm going to fight them."

Got it!"

"Me too, I really can't run anymore, I have to fight with the orcs..."

After the words fell, Ouyin, the dwarf brother of Groyin, immediately stopped and supported the big tree, brandishing his battle ax in his hand and roared.

"Yes, if we fight against the orcs, we can't outrun those wargs..."

"While I still have some strength, I can kill a few damn orcs. If I kill one, I'll be enough, and if I kill two, I'll make a profit..."

"You idiot, how can you kill one of them?"

"Fight..."

"Thorin..."

"Gandalf..."

Seeing that the dwarf beside him was so tired that he could hardly hold on anymore, Balin the Whitebeard finally shouted to the front.

There was no need for Balin to say anything. Thorin Oakenshield, the fastest runner at the front of the team, Gandalf and Gordon had already stopped in their tracks.

Because there is no road ahead.

This is a cliff, and the team ran to the edge of a cliff with a dead end.

I couldn't run even if I wanted to.

"Damn it!"

Thorin Oakenshield looked at the cliff ahead and gritted his teeth and made a sound.

The movement of the orcs chasing behind him became louder and louder. Thorin turned his head and glanced at Gordon Gandalf, then turned around immediately.

Looking at Thorin Oakenshield's determined gaze.

Gordon didn't say anything, but he pulled out the high elf sword from his waist.

Gandalf looked serious and also said nothing.

At this time, the only option is to fight hard.

"Ouch..."

The terrifying howl of the warg is getting closer and closer.

The team has gathered in the open space next to the edge of the cliff.

Thorin Oakenshield held a short sword and stood at the front of the team with a calm expression. Behind him stood several dwarves holding weapons.

This time Bilbo did not choose to stand with Gandalf, but stood with the dwarves holding a dagger.

Covered in blood and the experience along the way, Bilbo gained a bit more of a warrior temperament.

Gordon and Gandalf stood aside.

Along with the worg's increasingly clear howl, the figure of the orc finally appeared in the woods ahead.

Several scout wargs were in front, followed by groups of orc warg cavalry.

"Ready..."

Looking at the figure of the warg rushing towards him, Thorin Oakenshield roared and clenched his sword with both hands.

The warg was extremely fast, and it only took a few breaths for him to rush in front of everyone.

"kill!"

Thorin Oakenshield roared, raising his sword to face the ferocious warg.

As the scout wargs rushed forward, a battle immediately broke out at the edge of the cliff.

"Ouch..."

Gordon ducked sideways to avoid a swooping gray warg, and swung his long sword in his hand.

A shocking wound immediately appeared on the gray warg's abdomen.

"Wow..."

The moment the warg landed, scarlet blood mixed with smelly internal organs immediately flowed to the ground.

Gordon once again pounced on the charging warg, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Gandalf whispering to a colorful butterfly on his finger.

Just then.

Accompanied by chaotic footsteps and strange screams, it quickly approached.

The orc team following closely behind the warg scout finally arrived.

The leader is none other than the pale-skinned, tall and strong orc leader with an unusually ferocious face: Azog the Blasphemer.