The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"In order to fight against Sauron, I can give everything, including fighting the orcs." Altariel looked at the ring on the ring finger. "Looking at this ring, Lord Celebrity created a way to destroy the Dark Lord. If there were the help of the lord during the Second Era, the final alliance war, perhaps Mordor would have no trace of evil. And if Elrond-sama could make up his mind to destroy the Lord of the Rings, it might not be as harmful as it is today."

"It doesn't make sense to complain about past mistakes now."

"Yes, but it can let us learn our lesson." Alta Reall clenched his fist while wearing the Supreme Lord of the Rings. "Look at this castle. The orcs are in order under the leadership of the new owner. Now they are no more evil than the human armies of Gondor and Rohan, because I will tell them what to do and what not to do, and they will not have Any doubts. Even if I order them to Osgilius to rebuild the city for the Gondor people, they will immediately carry the iron picks and drag the stones to start."

"Well, as long as you can make sure, you won't end up like a war chief." Looking at the puzzled eyes of the elf, the demon hunter shrugged. "Don't mind, it's just that I have seen a lot of people who often go to another extreme after leaving one extreme."

"So, Ranger, which side do you think is better in the days of evil?"

"Neither end is bad, no matter when." Zelin shook his head. "No extreme is commendable, even if it is their banner. Pay attention to yourself, Alta Reall, don't let your sense of responsibility for defeating Sauron make you go the other way. "

A faint smile squeezed from Altariel's face, she stretched out her finger and shook it. "When Sauron is defeated, Middle-earth will no longer have any evil that poses a threat. People will enjoy the sun after the shadow fades in order and peace. Then, how can anyone talk about evil? You can talk to you My friend went to the fortress to rest for a while, and now this fortress belongs to me. After sunset, I hope you can come to see me in the main tower, and we need to discuss the plan for marching to the evil black tower."

"I will arrive on time."

Zelin sighed as he looked at Altariel's back. The nearby orcs turned a blind eye to the humans standing in the fortress, perhaps because they now have a new owner, or perhaps just because of Altarel's orders. Zelin couldn't see the difference between these orcs and other orcs, except for their blue eyes.

In this castle, all creatures are Altariel, to be precise, controlled by the Supreme Lord of the Rings of Celebrity.

In the name of fighting against Sauron.

In the world of demon hunters, there are historical records in the past, and the most powerful warlocks cannot do this to the extent that they use spiritual spells to control an army for themselves. What's more, this seems to be a little different from mind control. The orcs here seem to admire Altariel very much, although they may have drawn their swords at once when they saw the elves a few days ago.

Suddenly, Zelin felt someone poking him in the back. He turned his head, just in time to see Virginia staring at him with her mouth cocked.

"She's beautiful, isn't she? She is light and slender, like a beautiful and proud swan."

Zelin leaned down and kissed Virginia's forehead lightly. "I must admit that she is indeed very beautiful, if I say that she is not beautiful, I would not believe it myself."

Virginia raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

"But it doesn't matter how many beautiful women there are in this world, because they are not you."

She showed such an expression as expected.

"If Ms. Elf and I know how to read minds like that." Virginia touched the shiny black hair on one side of her cheek and snorted softly. "See if you will tell me like this."

"Then I won't say it, because you will know directly that I think so."

"If you were in Cyrodir." Virginia chuckled: "You must be the best salesman in the capital. Oh, do you need me to help you recover from your injury? My magic is not much. The remaining ingredients can only be used to make two more potions, but the recovery spells can't consume much mana."

During the battle with the Balrog, Zelin left some scratches on his body. Although he was protected by the parachute and the Kunen's seal, some falling rocks and ice **** hit him.

"No." Zelin closed the bandaged palm and released it again. "I should be able to recover after a day off. I have suffered more serious injuries before."

"What shall we do next?"

"Of course I went to rest. I haven't closed my eyes all day and night, and I haven't eaten a bite of food or drank a sip of water." Zelin looked at the fortress. This may have been a human town in the past, and the buildings in the central area have similarities with Minas Isil in style and style. "I think there must be a house not occupied by the orcs. Let's find one and take a rest."

"Would you like to taste the food I made? Well, I mean..." Virgenia paused. "I learned a little bit before. I don't think it is as good as Ms. Yusevka, but it shouldn't be so bad."

"Yeah." Zelin nodded. "I'm looking forward to it."

The rare break time made Zelin relax. Orcs with blue eyes glowing in the fort kept pouring in, and the war chiefs Altariel had branded elsewhere in the past are leading their soldiers to assemble and prepare for the next decisive battle.

That night, when Zelin arrived at the main building of the castle, not only he, but others had already arrived. More than a thousand orc soldiers have gathered in the fortress, including cavalry riding wild beasts, and guards holding shields and spears. Berserkers who can hardly be quiet at any time, count the spears and crossbows. Of course, the most are the infantry soldiers holding one-handed swords. They gather in twos and threes, around the campfire or the wine barrel, and the noise and clamor fills every corner of the fortress. Zelin was walking on the street leading to the main building of the castle. None of these orcs looked at the passing humans, as if there were no demon hunters.

When he arrived at the castle, he found that he was the last to arrive.

The first thousand seven hundred and fifty-five chapters pre-war meeting

Many people are already waiting here.

Except for Altariel, most of them were acquainted with demon hunters.

"Talion." Zelin nodded to the ranger and looked at another soldier. "Oh, Barano, it's nice to see that you are safe."

"Me too, I'm glad to see so many people standing here against Sauron." Barano was strong, with a bandage on his forehead. "It's nice to see a familiar person."

Idri was also here, she was standing behind Barano.

"You are the ranger, I am glad to see you." Suddenly, Zelin heard a warm voice, and he looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a dwarf approaching him. This dwarf is strong in stature. Although he is not as tall as a human, he is definitely taller than his family. He is dressed like a miner, but his light brown hair and beard are neatly organized.

Zelin held the dwarf's outstretched hand. "Are you?"

"I'm Torvin," said the dwarf. "Hunter and archaeologist."

"Oh, I heard Talion talk about you. You are still a highly skilled inventor." Zelin shook his hand enthusiastically. "I saw the tool you made, the bracer that can be opened and turned into a shield."

"Oh, that brace." Torvin scratched the back of his head. "That's just the least worth mentioning among the Numanel relics I found in Mordor."

"The old days can be placed after our victory, gentlemen." Inside the lobby of the main building, Celebrity said stiffly: "We have wasted too much time. Sauron may notice at any time that we are accumulating power in the northern area of ​​the Doomsday Volcano. Now he has sent many orc troops to Black Gate and Minas Ihir, ready to continue to attack Middle-earth. We can’t let him succeed. We have to start operations before he attacks."

Zelin looked over.

Alta Riel stood at a round table, looking at everyone present, with a simple hand-painted map spread in front of him. Zelin knew what was drawn on that map, and he quickly combined the landscape near the Evil Black Tower with the map in his mind. But it was not the map that really attracted his attention, but Altarel himself.

The body on the left half of the elven assassin still retains its original appearance, but the body on the other side is glowing with white light, revealing the appearance of Celebrity. They stood together, as if one and half of them were divided in the middle and shared their bodies.

"Now that everyone is here, I'll talk about the next plan." Celebrity pressed his finger on the map. "According to the scout report, under Sauron’s evil black tower, only a mechanical tribe’s orcs were stationed. They used to forge weapons and build furnaces for Sauron, but their combat effectiveness was not as good as that of other tribes. The troops in our hands can crush them and open them up for us. A passage leading to the top of the Evil Black Tower."

"But it's not that simple?" Talion asked. "What do we need to do?"

"After defeating the defenders, I will go to the Evil Black Tower with Altarel to challenge Sauron." Celebrity lay both hands on the table. "Sauron will definitely summon nearby followers to return to help, and must block other enemies who return to the Evil Black Tower before defeating Sauron. In order to defeat Sauron, we need your help."

"But how can I fight the enemy head-on?" Idrir asked worriedly. "We want a plan. Sauron can mobilize thousands of troops to attack us, but all of us add up to less than a hundred."

"No matter what kind of difficulty we have, we must break through it. This is the last stop with Sauron. If we succeed, we will become the savior of Middle-earth!" Celebrity's hand gradually clenched into a fist. "Perhaps in more than ten years, we will not be able to get such an opportunity again."

"I still have some weapons and equipment found in the ruins of Numanel." said the dwarf. "Make good use of them, maybe our two elves defeated him when the Dark Lord first summoned his followers."

"When we started to attack the evil black tower." Celebrity said to himself, pointing his finger on the Fortress of Balado. "The first to be able to support it should be the orcs of Gogolos, the tribes under the Doomsday Volcano. They will come from the west, and it is likely that they will receive a signal when we start the offensive. At that time, Ai and I Altariel will lead the orcs to march towards the Evil Black Tower, and you will stay in the fortress opposite the Evil Black Tower to resist attacks from reinforcements."

"As for the fortress." Zelin asked. "I think it is not in our hands yet."

"I will brand the king of that fortress." Celebrity said slowly. "At that time, its army will fight for me."

"If you brand an orc, you can control all the other orcs?"

"It doesn't take too long for the king to execute a few opponents, and the remaining orcs will obediently wave their weapons and fight for us."

"Well, if there is a strong fortress, maybe it's not that difficult to defend." Talion touched his chin. "Lord Elf, can you brand a few war behemoths? If two war behemoths with trebuchets can be deployed on the fortress wall, we are confident to repel the enemy's attack."

"The magic of wizards can replace behemoths of war." The tone of Celebre's words cannot be denied. "The main force must be used to open the passage of Baldor. If Sauron cannot be defeated before the entire Mordor is restored, it is meaningless to simply resist the enemy's attack."

"Virginia's magic power is almost exhausted." Zelin interjected. "She uses spells a few more times at most. You can't expect her to replace the role of the catapult."

"Then I hope you can find a more suitable solution." Celebrity waved his hand. "Tonight, we will leave overnight. The Evil Black Pagoda is at the junction of Gagolos and Serigoste. If we are lucky, we can appear directly in the shadow of the Evil Black Pagoda at dawn."