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inside the forest.

Looking at the expedition team members riding on horses not far away with smiles on their faces.

Beorn said with a cold expression: "Before you enter the dark jungle, you have to let go of my horses, and they can find them by themselves."

Gandalf nodded and smiled. "Of course, we are very glad to have your help, I assure you."

Between the two talking.

A raven with red eyes and a dark body stopped on the top branch of a big tree opposite.

The raven looked at the expedition below and quaked a few times, then quickly spread its wings and flew away.

Looking at the flying raven, Gandalf did not look very good.

You must know that two days ago, the half-orc scout team came to the door after hearing the harsh and unpleasant cry just now.

The skin changer Bion had a lot of dealings with orcs, and immediately noticed the difference, and said, "I'm afraid you are being watched."

Gandalf was still chatting with Beorn.

In the team, everyone was waiting patiently.

Morgan sat on a snow-white horse, checking his gear.

A high elf sword hangs on one side of his waist, and a short sword is attached to the other side.

There is also a dagger pinned to the lower foot.

With a longbow and an empty quiver on his back.

The arrows have not been replenished since the last arrow was used up days ago.

Even here in Beion the Skin Changer, there is no arrow to replenish.

The best bow and arrow skills cannot be used.

Fortunately, his proficiency in white crow swordsmanship has been mastered very quickly.

In addition to the last big enhancement of attributes, there are also four special skills.

Morgan's current melee strength has completely evaluated his strength in long-range archery, and he even won.

In the face of the next dangerous journey in the dark jungle, it is also more secure.

Just thinking of the wood elves in the memory plot in his mind, Morgan was a little worried.

He didn't want to be arrested, and he didn't want to rely on the mercy of others for his safety.

But the route has been determined, and Morgan is just a bounty hunter who does things with money.

Even if the strength is extraordinary, he has a good position in the team.

But once Morgan wants to get his hands on the team line and the rest, it's almost impossible.

Gandalf would not allow it, and neither would Thorin Oakenshield.

Only one step at a time.

Morgan pondered secretly, chewing on the beef jerky that Beorn gave the team.

"Ow."

At this moment, a familiar terrifying howl suddenly sounded.

"No, this is the voice of the Gundaba Warg"

"Damn, the orcs won't catch up again, right?"

"We should go"

"Sorin."

The dwarves spoke up.

The horses below were also beginning to get a little restless from the howls of the warg.

Thorin Oakenshield couldn't wait any longer, and immediately called into the distance: "Gandalf, we should go!"

The expressions of Gandalf and Beorn, who heard the howling of the warg, also changed.

Beorn said immediately, "Let's go now, while there is still sunshine."

Gandalf nodded, and strode toward the line with a heavy face.

It didn't take long.

The expedition team rushed out of this forest and rushed into the vast wilderness.

Fortunately, it was the morning.

The weather in late autumn is also very good.

The autumn sun is high, and the wind is light and cloudless.

In this kind of weather, the first thing the Orcs will face when they are dispatched is the unpleasant sunlight.

The vast and flat, sparsely forested wilderness road is easy to walk.

Especially when riding a horse.

The location of the skin changer Bion's house is not too far from the dark jungle where the expedition team is going.

It only took half a day.

Close to afternoon.

The members of the expedition team, who had been running for several hours, saw a vast and boundless forest from a distance.

"Is there a dark jungle ahead?"

"certainly."

"Thanks to the blessing of the god of fate, we finally arrived safely"

"Yes, I didn't see the orcs this time. I'm so lucky."

"."

As they got closer to the big forest ahead, the dwarves began to talk about it.

Just looking at the big forest in front, listening to the dwarves behind him talking about luck, Gandalf's face became more and more heavy, and he couldn't help but complain, luck is a ghost.

Soon, when the expedition team really arrived in front of the big forest, everyone saw that something was wrong with the forest in front of them.

The trees are withered and yellow, the soil is gray and black, no birds can be heard, and no green can be seen.

This does not look like a normal forest at all, but more like a dead forest that is withered, sick, and full of decay.

At this time in the afternoon, the autumn sun in the sky did not know when it was hidden in the thick clouds and disappeared.

The sky was gloomy, and the cold wind blew the robes of the people riding on the horses.

Gandalf dismounted first, and walked down a road in front of him, where the traces of man were clearly visible.

Gandalf walked and watched, standing in the middle of a dilapidated but still exquisite road, Gandalf turned and shouted to the people behind him: "This is the gate of the elves, and this is the road through the dark jungle."

Soon, Gandalf thought of something again, and continued to shout: "You can come down, take down the packages, and let the horses go back to their masters."

Gandalf shouted and continued forward, observing the situation of the Elf Gate.

When the people behind them heard Gandalf say this, they all quickly dismounted, and began to pack their bags.

"This forest feels like it's sick, what do you think?"

"Indeed, it looks very uncomfortable"

"There is something wrong with this forest, is there no other way?"

"That's what you have to ask Gandalf and Thorin"

"We are not afraid of orcs, we are afraid of a sick forest"

"."

The dwarves were busy and talking.

Morgan took the jug and a small package, removed the blanket from the horse's back, undid the reins, and finally slapped the horse's butt.

Watching the white horse run far ahead.

Morgan also replied: "Of course we are not afraid of trouble, but it would be better if we could avoid trouble. After all, the time for the day of Turin is very close."

At this time, Gandalf, who seemed to have found something, came over with a serious face, and shouted to Balin who was untying the reins of his horse: "Leave my horse, and I will use it."

The voice fell, and the others looked over immediately.

Bilbo asked at once: "Gandalf, are you not going to abandon us?"

Gandalf shook his head with a heavy face. "If it's not impossible, I don't want to."

Morgan stepped forward and said, "Do you have to leave?"

He has memories of the next episode in his memory.

Morgan really didn't want Gandalf to leave at this time, if he could.

Gandalf still shook his head, looked at Morgan and explained in a deep voice: "I have always been assured of you, you must be careful when entering the forest, and also, be optimistic about Thorin."

After Gandalf had whispered in Morgan's ear, he tapped Morgan on the shoulder and strode toward the horses.

When he passed by Thorin Oak Shield, he explained again.

When Gandalf got on his horse and looked at the crowd, he warned loudly: "This is no longer the green forest it used to be."

"There is a river in the forest, cursed by black magic, you remember not to touch the river, you have to walk through the stone bridge..."

"Also, the air in the forest is likely to cause you to hallucinate and get lost."

"Keep going along the road, remember not to deviate."

"Because once you deviate, it will be difficult for you to find the right path."

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't leave the road!"

When Gandalf had finished speaking, he rode away.

Thorin Oak Shield took Morgan and his party and strode into the dark jungle.