legend begins with lord of the rings

The hobbit, who was lying on the hay and sleeping soundly, suddenly felt restless and opened his eyes suddenly.

He felt something strange about the Ring, as if it would fly away at any time. The hobbit hurriedly put his hand into his pocket and took out the Ring. Under the moonlight, the Ring seemed to have come to life.

It was strange to feel like he would lose something at any time, but Bilbo did feel it. He carefully wiped the ring repeatedly until he felt that the Ring was getting "closer" to him, which made him feel again

Get down to business.

Putting the ring back into his pocket, the hobbit turned over and fell asleep again with a satisfied smile.

After the hobbits fell asleep, Abel opened his eyes and looked at Bilbo, who had just felt something strange about the Lord of the Rings.

The power of the Lord of the Rings is increasing, things are getting more and more interesting, and the devil Sauron is going to cause trouble.

After Abel thought for a moment about what benefits he could get from it, he tightened the blanket around him and fell asleep again.

At this moment, high in the castle of Dole's ancient capital, a black mist slowly condensed, finally forming a human-shaped black shadow.

If Abel could recognize it right here, this shadow was the same person as the shadow in his dream - the Demon King Sauron.

It's just that the color of the black shadow here in Dorgudu is much lighter.

"Our numbers are increasing day by day...and our strength is getting stronger..." The black shadow floated next to Azog, his voice hoarse and low: "You will lead my army..."

"What to do with those dwarves?" Azog took a few steps forward, still thinking about killing the dwarves and Abel. He continued: "My mission is to hunt down the dwarves leading to the Lonely Mountain."

"The war is coming, and our battlefield is the entire Middle-earth..." The black image seemed to have not heard Azog's words, and his hoarse voice still told his grand plan.

"You promised me to take the heads of the dwarves." Azog was obviously not interested in helping the shadows dominate Middle-earth. He was more concerned about his enemies.

"Death will cover the entire earth~"

After the black shadow finished talking about his arrangement, he turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in the air, showing no intention of discussing it with Azog.

"Aren't we going to hunt down the dwarves?"

At this time, the half-orc team leader happened to come over from the steps. Seeing the previous scene, he asked cautiously.

Azog looked at the place where the black shadow disappeared, with an angry look on his face. The other party's attitude obviously didn't take him seriously, but Azog didn't dare to get angry for the time being.

Not to mention that the other party is stronger than him, and he also wants to use the other party's strength to eliminate all the dwarves.

"Borg~"

Azog thought of a way to kill the dwarves and shouted to the bottom of the castle.

Not long after, Borg came over from the steps.

"I want to give you a task..." Azog stared at Borg in front of him. Borg is now as strong as his father Azog.

"Do you still desire the blood of dwarves?" Azog asked. His solution was to transfer the task of hunting down dwarves to his son.

Borg smiled, and the several scars on his face that ran through his cheeks and top of his head made his smile extremely terrifying.

"I will send you the most powerful team, and your task is to help me retrieve the heads of the dwarves." Azog said: "Especially Thorin Oakenshield, and that hateful human in their team who is carrying a bow and arrow.

They must be killed..."

"Understood~

You must be satisfied." Berg accepted the task. He turned and walked down the steps. He was going to the square to choose his men.

Borg's ambition turned out to be greater than Azog imagined. Now is the time when he needs to establish his prestige, and this task is just right.

If he performs well in hunting down the dwarves this time, Borg believes that he will be reused by the Demon King Sauron.

He needs this opportunity. If Sauron really captures the entire Middle-earth in the future, then he will at least be able to assume the position of the manager of Middle-earth.

The thick fog in the forest slowly dissipated, and the morning sun emerged from the east, its rays of light dispelling all the darkness in the jungle.

Beorn, who was standing outside his yard, stood up on his two feet and looked up at the rising sun. He roared and changed from the bear form to an ordinary human being.

However, Bion, who had transformed back into a human, was still three meters tall. Only his body looked thinner, but his muscles were still strong and smooth.

He has thick hair and a thick beard on his face. Because he has just transformed, he is weakly kneeling on the ground. It can be seen that every transformation consumes a lot of energy on his part.

"Uh...ah~"

Abel stretched out and got out of the blanket. Although he woke up once last night, he still felt full of energy. Last night was probably the most peaceful sleep he had in this period.

Night.

The dwarves all got up at this time. They may have been worried last night that the giant bear outside the door would rush in at any time, so they didn't sleep well. Many of them had dark circles on their faces.

The wizard was smoking his pipe, and Thorin sat opposite him.

"What to do next?" Thorin frowned. He was actually reluctant to contact the skin-changer Beorn.

"If you ask me, let's escape directly through the back door..." Fili suggested.

"We can't keep running away. This is not the way of dwarves!" Dvalin retorted to Fili. As the most powerful dwarf, Dvalin felt that he had been too frustrated recently.

"We can't defeat the beast..."

"I think Dvalin is right. Dwarves must face difficulties bravely..."

Whenever the dwarves get together to discuss a problem, it's a disaster. They argue but can't get a unified answer.

"That's enough! Everyone be quiet..." Thorin was so overwhelmed by their quarrel that he stopped the dwarves' meaningless discussion. He turned to look at the wizard and said, "Gandalf, what are your plans next?"

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"Without Beorn's help, we may not be able to reach Greenland Forest." Gandalf said to the dwarves: "As long as we leave this house, we will be overtaken by orcs..."

The wizard was actually a little confident about seeking Beorn's help. Judging from Beorn's performance yesterday of not harming the dwarves, Beorn did not hate the dwarves to the point of losing his mind.

This shows that the two sides still have talks.

Thorins thought for a while and felt that what the wizard said made sense. If there were no horses on the plain, there would be no way for the people to outrun the wargs.

So, he nodded and agreed to the wizard's suggestion to go to Beorn for help.

"good……

Listen to me, everyone, we must try our best to be polite and not scare Bion...

Especially Dwalin, please rein in your temper." Gandalf planned to go out to talk to Beorn. Before leaving, he specially warned the dwarves, saying: "The last person who scared Beorn has been torn into pieces by him.

Fragments..."

Seeing the dwarves calm down.

After Gandalf pushed open the wooden door, he turned around and hooked his fingers: "Bilbo, come with me. Abel, come here too..."

Beorn just hates dwarves, hobbits and humans don't anger him.

When the wizard's eyes finally landed on Hei Li... he wasn't sure whether he should call him or not.