"Huhu..."
Near the exit of the underground river not far away, the wind and snow howled.
Next to the underground river, at the edge of dry sand and gravel.
The bonfire was blazing.
Morgan was wrapped in a blanket and sitting on the stone wall behind him.
Not far from the fire, a corpse wearing a gray robe was lying there, also covered with a blanket.
The body is naturally Gandalf's.
Regardless of whether Gandalf may become a white robe wizard and return again.
Morgan couldn't stand to watch his old friend's body freeze.
He had already planned to keep it for a few days and then bury it if he couldn't come back.
Anyway, Gandalf must not be allowed to die in the wilderness.
"Crack... crack..."
The bonfire burned quietly.
In front of Morgan's eyes, pale white virtual data kept jumping.
With six points of soul power, he got two points for killing the octopus-like water monster in Simon of Moria, and four points for killing the Balrog with Gandalf.
How long has it been since I got so much soul power at once?
This time it was really a good harvest.
"Two opportunities to strengthen, what to strengthen?"
Looking at the data in front of him, Morgan's mind wandered, and he followed the jumping and flashing virtual data as he looked down.
Soon I saw that the world exploration progress bar changed to 12.13%.
When the Fellowship of the Ring was formed and they left Rivendell, the exploration progress had only exceeded ten percent.
Sure enough, once that limit was exceeded, the exploration progress returned to normal growth.
The achievement rewards for completing the exploration progress, whether it is a dimensional ring or the special skill "any door", are excellent things.
However, the first achievement reward is when the exploration progress reaches 1%.
The second time it was 10 percent.
Just don’t know how much it will take to achieve the next reward?
When is it?
Didn't think much about it.
His eyes returned to the soul power column, the four attribute columns and the ability column again.
Morgan looked at the data representing his abilities in front of him and pondered.
In the ability column, except for the special skills that cannot be enhanced, the Muay Thai that came with the previous life has no enhancement value.
The white crow swordsmanship and archery skills that can be used to improve and strengthen are enough for the time being.
In contrast, Morgan believes that there are four major attributes that urgently need to be improved.
In particular, it is resistant to resistance and can accelerate the recovery of physical attributes.
Through the battle with the water monster at the west gate of Moria not long ago, and this battle with a powerful monster like the Balrog.
He deeply felt the importance of having a strong physique.
In fact, not only physical fitness, strength, agility, and spirit are also extremely important.
But now there are only two opportunities to strengthen.
Morgan must consider the various situations he may face next and make targeted improvements to maximize his strength.
First of all, the Fellowship of the Ring is missing himself and Gandalf, and should go to Lothlorien as in the memory plot.
Lothlorien comes to mind.
Morgan immediately remembered the extremely powerful, extremely beautiful, and extremely noble Noldor princess: "Galandriel".
Coming into this world from consciousness.
He just wanted to see the legendary and powerful female elf with his own eyes.
over the past sixty years.
Morgan's trips to Rivendell were quite diligent.
Among them is the desire to meet Galadriel.
But until now, he has not been able to do so.
Right now, the expedition team is about to arrive in Lothlorien and have a real chance to meet the legendary female elf.
As a result, I ended up here again by accident.
But what if he didn't appear here but went to Lothlorien with the expedition team.
He would certainly not be able to obtain the four points of soul power needed to kill the Balrog.
Compared with four points of soul power and seeing Galadriel in person, it is obvious which one is more important.
Cross Galadriel.
The expedition seemed to fall apart not long after leaving Lothlorien.
Because of Boromir's obsession with taking the Ring to Gondor, the Fellowship of the Ring truly fell apart.
Boromir died.
Sam and Frodo travel to Mordor alone.
Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli went to Rohan to save the two hobbits, Merry and Pippin, who were captured by the orcs.
As a result, he participated in the Rohan War, until the even more massive battle that took place in the White City of Gondor, Minas Tirith.
My mind quickly reviewed the future plot in my memory.
Morgan secretly thought that he still didn't know where he was.
And without Gandalf to lead the way, he couldn't find Lothlorien. Even if he went out, he would most likely not be able to catch up with the expedition team.
But even if we can't catch up with the expedition team, it is still necessary to go to the Kingdom of Rohan.
Whether it is to find Aragorn Legolas and the others, or to participate in the war in the Kingdom of Rohan.
This all affects the system's exploration progress and the acquisition of soul power.
With his current strength, it is only possible to increase his soul power by acquiring a large number of heads in large-scale wars.
After all, there are powerful monsters like the big water monster and the ancient Balrog in the "Dark Valley" in the west gate of Moria.
It's also very rare throughout Middle-earth.
It is simply impossible to kill the second one.
There are many thoughts in my mind.
Morgan looked at the data column in front of him, and his mind moved slightly behind the physical attributes.
[This enhancement consumes 3 soul power. Do you want to strengthen it? 】
"strengthen!"
"Physique LV7..."
Feel the familiar warmth being injected into your body out of thin air.
Feeling the exhaustion all over my body disappear.
Morgan looked at the attribute panel in front of him energetically: Strength LV7; Constitution LV7; Agility LV6; Spirit LV5.
There are still three points of soul power, which can be strengthened once.
"What will be strengthened this time?"
His eyes wandered over the four attributes that represented his body's strength.
Morgan thought about it carefully and focused on the mental attribute.
He doesn't want his spirit to be his shortcoming.
[This enhancement consumes 3 soul power. Do you want to strengthen it? 】
"strengthen!"
"Spirit LV6..."
Pale white light flashes.
It only took a few minutes for the soul power bar to return to zero.
Morgan couldn't help but feel a little empty in his heart.
Earning that bit of soul power is exhausting and life-threatening.
But it only takes a few thoughts, and it's all wasted.
This is very similar to some situations.
However, he felt the obvious changes in his body's condition, and felt that he became stronger visibly with the naked eye.
Morgan felt extremely fulfilled and satisfied again.
At this time, his virtual data panel had a brand new look again.
[Time Traveler: Morgan]
[Race: Human]
[Biological Level: Level 2]
[Soul power: 0]
[Attributes: Strength LV7; Constitution LV7; Agility LV6; Spirit LV6]
[Ability: Universal Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Swordsmanship (Proficient) LV4; Archery (Proficient) LV4; Rock Body (Special Skill); Dragon Power (Special Skill); Charge (Special Skill); Mental Shock (Special Skill) Skill); Eagle Eye (Special Skill); Flash (Special Skill); Any Door (Special Skill)]
[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]
[Current world exploration progress: 12.13%]
【......】
"call..."
He took a long breath and dismissed the virtual data panel in front of him.
Morgan immediately felt that the bonfire in front of him was much smaller.
In this freezing weather, it's impossible to do without a fire.
Morgan got up to collect some firewood.
Only then did he realize that it was already dark around the underground river, except for the entrance to the ice and snow world not far away, which still had some light.
The entire long dark river was dark, much darker than when he and Gandalf were chasing the Balrog together.
"Is it getting dark outside at night?"
Morgan thought to himself, and then strode forward into the darkness.
...
Golden Forest Lothlorien.
In the main city of Karas Galadon.
Around the naturally formed caves under the giant turtle tree.
The members of the expedition team headed by Aragon rested here after having a simple dinner.
A small, delicate chandelier casts a soft glow.
Some people in the expedition team have fallen asleep, such as the dwarf Gimli.
But others won't be able to sleep at all for a while.
The deaths of Gandalf and Morgan were a huge blow to the expedition.
at this time.
Suddenly, a sad sound of music sounded over the entire Karas Galaton.
Legolas, who was sitting on a thick tree root, suddenly said: "They are mourning Gandalf and Morgan."
After hearing Legolas' words, everyone around him couldn't help but look at him.
Hobbit Merry's movements in straightening the quilt immediately slowed down and he looked at Legolas: "Then what did they say?"
Legolas shook his head softly: "That's too sad. I don't want to repeat it again..."
Legolas said nothing and just looked at the beautiful night sky of Karas Galadon quietly with sad eyes.
He hadn't yet decided how to tell his sister Tauriel and their two extremely lovely nieces and nephews the bad news about Morgan when he returned to Mirkwood next time.
That's cruel.
Aragorn wiped the sword in his hand over and over again.
Frodo huddled alone in a dark corner where the light could not reach, lost in thought.
Boromir was alone away from everyone, sitting in front of a stream in a daze.
Even the two little hobbits, Merry and Pippin, who were always active, became much quieter tonight.
Everyone is worried.
Tonight, for the members of the expedition.
It's bound to be a sleepless night.
...
Essinger.
In the inner ring of the circular square, there is a huge underground gap.
The sound boomed and the fire shot into the sky.
Deep in the big crack.
A large number of tall, hideous orcs gathered in a huge, wide square.
No, these half-orcs who are far taller and stronger than the busy half-orcs from Modo already have a new name.
That was the new name given to them by their creator, the white wizard Saruman: Uruk.
Namely: strong orcs.
At this time, these strong orcs were lining up one by one, and the orcs in front were putting on thick armor for them.
One by one, the orcs put on armor and lined up to go to another place. The orc in charge stretched out his big hand from the white paint pool beside him and slapped them hard.
Then, a clear white palm print appeared on the chest armor of these strong orcs.
"Hurry up!"
"Next!"
The orc in charge yelled.
One after another, the orcs who put on armor were marked with the mark of the white palm.
At this moment, a tall figure wearing a white robe, surrounded by several orc leaders, appeared in front of the high platform in the square.
Saruman looked quietly down the square.
When the last strong orc's breastplate was printed with the white palm mark that was exclusive to Isengard.
Saruman raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then said: "Baka..."
The words fell.
Behind him, a tall and strong half-orc with an extremely ugly and ferocious face immediately walked up quickly and said respectfully: "Master!"
"I give you a task."
Saruman spoke coldly, and the orc Baka said nothing, quietly listening to his master's instructions.
"There is a hobbit, a dwarf from the Shire, who has something I need..."
"Catch him and bring him and his belongings to me."
"As for the others, kill them all."
"They are now in the elven territory of Lothlorien..."
"Go ahead."
Saruman looked at the orc Baka in front of him and ordered coldly.
"Yes, Master."
The orc Baka spoke respectfully.
Then he walked quickly to the back.
Saruman looked at the army of his kingdom with cold eyes.
He had just received news from Mordor about the team led by Gandalf, and also learned that Gandalf had fallen into the dark abyss of Moria.
Without Gandalf, he is determined to win the Hobbit who carries the One Ring.
With the new one he created, he was taller and more powerful, able to move in the daylight without any impact, making him a perfect Uruk warrior.
This time, he will definitely be able to get the Lord of the Rings before Sauron.
"At that time, haha..."
Saruman looked at his kingdom factory in front of him with cold eyes, then turned to look at the short orc leader behind him and ordered: "The furnace is working day and night, and I want you to build two armies within a month. ..”
As soon as he finished speaking, the short orc leader behind him said respectfully: "Master, we... don't have enough fuel."
"Not enough fuel?"
"Our doorstep is Fangorn Forest..."
Saruman raised his head as he spoke, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the large crack above and see the lush ancient forest not far in front of Isengard. He said coldly: "Burn it."
"Yes, Master."
The little orc leader grinned, revealing his black teeth, and looked excited.
...
"Huhu..."
The icy cold wind carries the ice and snow as if it never stops.
Standing at the intersection of the underground river and the world of ice and snow.
Morgan looked ugly.
Four days.
Over the past four days, in order to find an environment away from myself.
He carried Gandalf's body all the way up the underground river.
Finally, at the end of the upper reaches of the underground river, the source of the underground river was discovered. It actually flowed out between the cracks in the rocks, which also meant that there was no outlet upstream.
Then, he went all the way down along the edge of the underground river.
He walked through the water where he fell into with Gandalf the Balrog and moved forward.
Finally, when I reached the end of this underground river, I found that the downstream end of the underground river also flowed into the gaps between dark stones and disappeared.
No exit could be found upstream or downstream.
Naturally, Morgan could only return to the intersection of the dark river and the ice and snow world.
Looking at the world of ice and snow in front of him, Morgan looked heavy.
This is the only possibility for him to leave here.
Immediately, Morgan picked up Gandalf's body, which was wrapped in a blanket on the ground, and strode into the wind and snow.
But what he didn't realize was.
The moment he carried Gandalf's body into the snow.
The fingers of the corpse tightly wrapped in blanket suddenly moved slightly.
