"boom..."
Water splashed up.
Morgan jumped into the river with the elven sword in hand.
The river was so deep that Morgan couldn't reach the bottom when he jumped into the water.
However, he had excellent water quality in his previous life, and he still has it in this life.
There was no panic when entering the water, and I knew that being underwater was not my home court.
Instead of acting blindly, Morgan held a long sword in one hand to protect himself, and grabbed Pombo with the other and swam quickly to the shore.
Pombo was pulled, and the thing under the water didn't want the food to fly away, so he immediately started wrestling with Morgan.
at this time.
Morgan's expression changed. He realized that his feet were grabbed by something, and his whole body immediately sank down.
He immediately let go of Bombur and immediately got into the water.
It was just that the water was so murky and dark that it was impossible to see anything clearly.
Fortunately, his feet were caught, and Morgan estimated that the thing that caught him was still okay.
The elf sword suddenly stabbed at his feet.
It seemed like nothing had been hit, but Morgan immediately felt the foot loosen.
At this point, Morgan is seen getting into trouble.
On the vines not far away, two figures jumped into the water decisively.
With two loud bangs, Thorin Oakenshield and Dwalin quickly swam toward Morgan, one holding a short sword and the other holding a war hammer.
Here, Morgan thrust his second sword underwater.
It seemed as if nothing had been hit, but the other caught foot was immediately released.
Morgan immediately emerged from the water.
I saw Pombo being dragged away again while he was fighting with something underwater.
Fortunately, Thorin Oakenshield and Dwalin finally arrived.
The two grabbed Pombo and swam quickly to the shore.
At this time, Morgan escaped and caught up. The three of them worked together, and Pombo was quickly dragged to the shore.
The things in the water seemed to be frightened by the three people, and realized that there was nothing they could do, so they actually stopped making any movement.
When the three of them panted, they carried the bloated Pombo ashore.
This guy was actually still snoring, sleeping extremely deeply.
"Wake up, Pombo..."
Morgan patted Bombur and shouted, but it had no effect at all.
Dwalin, who had the most bad temper, couldn't stand it anymore and immediately became upset. He raised his hand and slapped Pombo twice.
However, it still has no effect.
Pombo was still snoring loudly.
"Pa bang..."
Dwalin became even more unhappy, stretched out his hand and slapped him twice.
Pombo's face was red from the beating, but his snoring was still the same.
"damn it!"
Dwalin still wanted to take action, but Morgan held out his hand to stop him.
"This isn't like falling asleep normally."
"No matter how hard you try, he won't wake up."
Morgan shook his head and said, Thorin Oakenshield also frowned as he stared at Bombur in front of him.
At this time, a group of dwarves not far away finally reached the other side of the river through vines.
"how's it going..."
"Is Pombo okay..."
"Pang Bo can actually still sleep at this time?"
"Pang Bo...Pang Bo..."
The dwarves spoke one after another.
With the excitement of the scene just now, the dwarves seemed to have sobered up a lot.
"No need to scream, he won't wake up."
"Have you forgotten what Gandalf said before?"
"This is a cursed river."
"By the way, how are you three?"
White-bearded Balin shook his head and looked at Morgan and Thorindvarin.
Dwalin said: "Apart from the fact that my head is more dizzy than before, there doesn't seem to be any other abnormality."
Thorin Oakenshield shook his head and said: "Nothing special."
Morgan thought about it seriously, frowned and said, "My head seems to be more drowsy than before, and nothing else."
"Pick up Bombur, it's time for us to go..."
Thorin Oakenshield ordered, suddenly thinking of something, he turned to look at Morgan and asked: "By the way, Morgan, what happened to you just now?"
Morgan wondered: "What?"
Thorin Oakenshield continued: "What did you do when you let go of Bombur just now and got under the water?"
Morgan was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Something grabbed my foot under the water just now."
After the words fell, other people around him immediately looked over.
Thorin Oakenshield looked at Morgan and frowned: "There is something under the water, what is it?"
Morgan's expression changed slightly: "Pang Bo was caught by that thing, didn't you notice?"
This time it was Thorin. Oakenshield was stunned: "Pangbo was caught. Wasn't Pombo taken away by the flowing water? When was he caught?"
After hearing Thorin Oakenshield's words, Morgan's expression immediately turned ugly.
He looked at the others and found that everyone was looking at him with slightly doubtful eyes.
Morgan immediately looked at Balin the Whitebeard, the wisest among the dwarves.
Seemingly knowing what Morgan wanted to ask, Balin said: "It seems to us that Pombo was indeed taken away by the current, not something else."
"Morgan, did you see it wrong?"
Hearing Balin's words, Morgan's expression darkened completely.
"Did they all see it wrong, or did I just see it wrong?"
"If I really saw it wrong, what was that thing that caught me underwater just now?"
"Wait a minute, my sword didn't seem to hit the entity just now underwater..."
"Is everything just my illusion..."
Morgan stood there with a gloomy expression.
On the side, Thorin Oakenshield ordered others to carry the sleeping Bombur onto a simple stretcher made of wooden poles.
"Morgan, it's time for us to go."
came Bilbo's voice.
Morgan's expression returned to calmness and he followed.
"Morgan, are you okay?"
Bilbo asked looking at Morgan.
He also just heard the conversation between Morgan and Thorin Oakenshield.
"never mind."
Morgan shook his head. He already suspected that what he had just seen and felt was an illusion, but the illusion was too clear.
It was somewhat incomprehensible to him.
The expedition team moved on.
Crossed the cursed black river.
The road is obviously more difficult to walk.
The sky is getting darker, the trees are getting denser, the vines are entangled, the air is getting thinner, and white mist is beginning to fill the air.
Mushrooms of various sizes appeared on both sides of the road.
It's just all one color: black.
A large amount of white spider silk can be seen everywhere on the ground, tree trunks, and vines.
Everything around seemed wet and slimy.
The expedition team moved tirelessly through the dead forest, but the speed was getting slower and slower.
"I'm so tired, I think we should take a break..."
"Me too, Thorin, can we take a break? I really can't walk..."
"take a break."
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Thorin Oakenshield said immediately.
As soon as the words fell, the dwarves behind him immediately sat down and rested.
"No wind, no birds, nothing here..."
"Who knows what time it is?"
"have no idea..."
"I can't even remember what day it is..."
"We've spent too much time here. Is there no end to this cursed damn forest?"
"I can't see an end, just trees and more trees..."
The dwarves were talking to themselves with their heads dizzy and their eyes dull.
At the back of the team, Morgan shook his dazed head vigorously, pulled out the dagger from his waist, raised his hand and stabbed into his leg.
