"Morgan..."
"Morgan..."
Everyone in the expedition team on the shore looked at the figures swimming on the river and shouted loudly.
"I'm fine."
Morgan waved his hand and quickly swam towards the shore.
Although the quiet river beneath him does not look particularly wide, the current is not rushing.
But the depth of the water below is unfathomable.
It took him a lot of effort to get into the water monster's mouth and be swallowed by him.
Fighting in an almost completely dark, narrow, extremely sticky, smelly and soft body.
The actual experience couldn't be worse.
Morgan had also seen movies and TV shows on earth rushing into the monster's belly to fight, looking extremely cool and powerful.
It was actually his turn here. Only he knew the feeling and danger of being trapped in an extremely narrow and suffocating environment.
If he had known what it would feel like before this battle, he would never have risked getting into the monster's belly.
"call..."
"call..."
I gasped vigorously with every bite.
Morgan swam quickly towards the shore.
With such a deep river, who knows if there might be a second monster like the one just now.
This is entirely possible.
"Morgan..."
After swimming close to the shore, seeing that Morgan was a little exhausted, Aragorn and Boromir immediately waded into the water and reached out to hold Morgan.
"Morgan..."
"Morgan..."
"Are you okay?"
"Is the monster dead?"
Everyone on the shore immediately came up to him with concern.
"certainly..."
Morgan gasped and smiled: "I have killed that monster."
"Okay, since Morgan is fine, we should go."
Gandalf looked around, and then said solemnly: "We can't stay here too long."
After being reminded like this, everyone immediately recovered from the joy of Morgan's rescue. Everyone was now in the Moria mines occupied by orcs.
Gandalf said as he stepped forward, raised the staff in his hand, and blew on the magic stone embedded at the top of the staff.
Soon, the magic stone emitted a soft white light.
Gandalf walked into the dark stone door of Moria first with a luminous staff in hand.
Everyone followed immediately.
At this time.
Far away on the river behind everyone, a huge body suddenly emerged from the water.
"Is this the inside of the Mines of Moria?"
"It seems that there is no trace of the orcs..."
"No one has walked around here for a long time. Look how thick the dust is..."
"call..."
In the boundless darkness shrouded in a pale white light.
Several voices were talking quietly.
"Although this place has been occupied by orcs for a long time."
"However, I came once many years ago..."
Gandalf walked at the front of the team, holding a staff to illuminate the darkness. He walked forward slowly and kept saying in a low voice: "That time, I couldn't find an orc."
"This is also the reason why I chose to go through the mines of Moria."
"But just because no orcs are found doesn't mean they don't exist here..."
Gandalf said, turning his head and looking at the people behind him, especially Pippin, the hobbit who talked the most and was the most restless, and said: "So, you must be careful with your movements."
Seeing Gandalf's look, Pippin was about to say something, but Merry, who knew him best, immediately pulled him and motioned for him to shut his mouth.
Pippin looked at Merry in confusion, and Merry motioned for him to look at the others.
Sure enough, none of the other members spoke, they were all listening to Gandalf quietly.
"Since we have chosen to go through the mines of Moria..."
"You must be alert in this dark underground world."
"There are monsters more terrifying than orcs..."
Gandalf quietly educated the members of the expedition behind him.
Everyone followed behind them quietly, and the entire team slowly walked towards the dark and unknown passage ahead.
"How long will it take us to get through the Mines of Moria?"
At this time, Frodo suddenly asked in a low voice in the team.
"About four to five days..."
"We have to keep quiet so as not to disturb anything."
Gandalf looked at the road ahead and said without looking back.
Morgan, like Aragorn, walked at the end of the team this time, stuffing dried meat into his mouth as he walked.
It took him a lot of energy to deal with the monster underwater.
Only then did he slowly recover.
Follow Gandalf as he walks through the dark underworld of Moria.
Even Morgan has good night vision.
But still couldn't see very far.
Everyone in the expedition team followed Gandalf through the long corridor strewn with bones, the dilapidated hall, the broken long bridge, the decaying buildings...
In the entire underground world, there was almost only the slight sound of the team moving around. Other than that, it was completely silent.
Time passed slowly.
Morgan didn't know exactly how long he followed the team.
Suddenly, the front of the team slowed down.
Morgan looked up and saw a narrow, winding and dangerous path on one side of the road ahead, and an abyssal mine filled with various mine ladders and lamps on the other side.
It turns out that the expedition team came to the place where the Moria dwarves mined ores.
"The true wealth of Moria does not lie in gold, silver or gems..."
Gandalf looked at the mine beside him, and while advancing carefully, he slowly said: "It's mithril."
"Bilbo has a coat of mail made entirely of mithril, which was given to him by Thorin."
Gimli, who was following behind, nodded immediately when he heard this: "I also know about this. It is a precious gift worthy of being presented to the king."
"Yes..."
Gandalf smiled and suddenly looked back and asked, "Morgan knows too, right?"
"certainly."
Morgan spoke.
"But I have never told Bilbo that the value of that mithril mail smock is more valuable than the entire Shire."
Gandalf said with a cheerful smile.
In the middle of the team, Frodo's expression changed slightly as he was walking with several hobbits.
He didn't expect Bilbo to give him such a precious mail smock.
Others certainly couldn't imagine that the mithril blouse worth the entire Shire was being worn on them.
This is literally wearing a city on your body.
Frodo's face was a little strange as he was thinking.
But in such dim light, no one could notice the change in expression on his face.
The team moved on.
At this time, Morgan, who was walking at the end of the team and chewing dried meat, seemed to notice something. His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around and looked at a dark place behind him.
In the darkness, a thin figure flashed past his sight and quickly hid into the deeper darkness.
"What's wrong?"
Sensing something strange about Morgan behind him, Aragorn turned around and asked.
"fine..."
Morgan shook his head.
Only then did he remember that the one following the team should be the "Gulu" who escaped from the dark forest in the chaos.
Aragorn captured Gollum in the Death Swamp of Mordor and sent him to the Woodland Kingdom to be imprisoned.
But during the release time, the orcs came to capture Gollum and attacked the wood elves who were released, allowing Gollum to run away.
I just don’t know when that guy caught up.
He didn't even notice it.
Walk through the mining areas of the dwarves of Moria.
Not long after the expedition team followed Gandalf, they arrived at a large hall.
After walking through the main hall, I stood in front of four dark stone doors.
Gandalf stopped.
His eyes kept looking at the four dark doorways for a long time.
Gandalf suddenly said: "I seem to have forgotten this place..."
After the words fell, everyone looked stunned.
Here Gandalf once came to Moria. If he forgot the way, everyone would be blinded.
"What should we do?"
Still restless, Pippin was the first to ask.
"What else can I do? Get something to eat first. Maybe I'll remember it when I'm full again."
Gandalf said, turning around and sitting on the dusty steps behind.
Everyone looked at each other, then immediately put their packages together, and then began to look for firewood that could be used for burning.
Half an hour later.
"Crack... crack..."
A huge bonfire burned in the hall.
There is a cooking pot on the bonfire, and the soup is boiling in the pot.
Sam is busy.
Next to the fire, everyone was sitting together, each taking out a cigarette rod and smoking a cigarette.
Gandalf was sitting a little further away, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the four doorways not far away without saying a word, and kept smoking the cigarette in his mouth.
"Are we lost?"
"should be..."
"No, Gandalf is thinking..."
"Where have all the orcs you mentioned gone?"
"Who knows, he must be hiding."
"But I hope all those orcs are dead..."
"The soup is ready."
Sam took a spoon and scooped some into the bowl, tasted it, and immediately spoke.
"Give me a bowl..."
"Give me a bowl too..."
"I will do it myself..."
"I still have some mutton jerky here, but I like beef. Is there anyone who can change it?"
"I'll trade with you, I like mutton."
"Which of you has pork?"
"Who eats that pork stuff..."
"Where's the dried fruit? Does anyone have any leftover dried fruit?"
"I've finished eating long ago."
"Morgan may have..."
A group of people gathered around the fire and chatted.
Morgan had just walked along and ate all the way. At this time, after drinking three large bowls of scalding soup, his stomach was already full.
He was carrying a bowl of thick soup and walked towards Gandalf who was looking at the four stone doors in deep thought.
"Give..."
Gandalf took the bowl, immediately put down his pipe and drank.
Satisfied with the bowl of steaming soup, Gandalf put down the bowl and looked at the stone door in front of him again as if he remembered something. His eyes immediately lit up: "I think I know which path to take."
ten minutes later.
The team is on the road again.
"I feel like I'm not full yet..."
"You just drank three bowls of soup..."
"The thick soup doesn't worry about filling..."
"Then you go talk to Gandalf and Morgan..."
"Forget it, I feel like this is about the same..."
“After all, it’s uncomfortable to eat too much, isn’t it?”
"..."
Merry and Pippin, two little hobbits, whispered.
Gimli suddenly asked: "What time is it now?"
"Is it dawn yet?"
"It must have been dawn long ago, I just don't know what time it is."
"We've been in here a long time."
Legolas, who was following beside him, answered in a low voice.
At the end of the line.
Aragorn, who was walking behind Morgan, seemed to notice something and turned around suddenly to look back.
"You saw it too, right?"
Morgan turned to look at Aragorn and said.
"I didn't see what it was..."
Aragorn nodded and looked at Morgan: "When did you find out?"
"Not long ago."
Morgan looked toward the darkness behind and whispered.
"Do you know what that is?"
Looking at Morgan's determined expression, Aragorn spoke again.
Morgan nodded: "Well, if I read correctly, the one following us should be Gulu."
"Gulu?"
Aragorn looked surprised.
"right."
Morgan nodded again: "I just don't know when that guy caught up."
Everyone in the expedition team was chatting with each other.
I spent a long time walking boringly underground in the oppressive darkness.
Everyone seemed to be talking more.
However, everyone knew that they were in the dangerous depths of the Moria mines, so they kept their voices to a minimum.
Time passed slowly.
The team moved on tirelessly.
I don’t know how much time has passed in this dark underground world.
Gandalf, who was walking in front of the team and leading the way, looked around and suddenly said: "It turns out we are already here."
"I risk letting the light shine brighter again, so that you can see the work of the dwarves."
Gandalf said to himself and blew on the magic stone inlaid on the top of the staff again.
I saw that the light that was originally only weak immediately became much brighter.
Gandalf then raised his staff high so that the light could shine wider and further.
Then, the group of members following behind discovered that not far from both sides of the crowd, there were huge stone pillars that required two or three adult men to embrace.
Each huge stone pillar is at least sixty or seventy meters tall.
Each stone pillar is carved with various exquisite reliefs.
These giant stone pillars are horizontally and vertically symmetrical. They stand every few meters apart and extend straight ahead into the dark front with no end in sight.
The expedition team stood among them, as small as ants.
"Look, this is the magnificent dwarf hometown, Moria!"
Gandalf raised his glowing staff and spoke softly.
The members of the expedition team behind him were stunned.
Even Morgan, even Gimli, has seen the two hometowns of the Turin dwarves, Blue Mountain and Erebor, the Lonely Mountain.
Looking at the huge building complex in front of them that was more majestic than the previous hometowns they had seen, they all felt sincerely amazed.
These buildings, even if they are built on the ground, are enough to amaze people.
What's more, it is built in this deep underground world.
Just think about the difficulty of building these buildings, and you can imagine the glory of the dwarf kingdom of Moria.
"It's unbelievable..."
"This is nothing short of a miracle..."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that such a magnificent building could be built so deep underground..."
"It's really eye-opening..."
Everyone walked forward in amazement as they walked on the majestic and wide stone pillar square.
Half an hour later.
Just when everyone was about to walk past this magnificent building complex.
Just when Morgan thought he would pass through Moria unscathed.
at this time.
"Roar..."
A low, trembling, and terrifying roar suddenly came from the end of the huge stone pillar on one side.
