Chapter 2 is coming

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I don’t know if anyone has ever tried to plunge directly into the cold sea water from an altitude of tens of thousands of meters without any safety equipment.

Alien Soul has tried it!

Ever since he said goodbye to that great will, well, or so he thought.

Because of the violent and chaotic Astral Sea, his consciousness was actually completely damaged.

God knows how he traveled through the star realm that even the gods dared not easily attempt. He only remembered that one day, when he struggled to get up from his beloved bed, the blood pressure of the blessed young man who had worked hard for days and nights One came up and plunged straight to the floor. The back of his head hit the hard edge of the bed, and then he fainted.

When he wakes up, he is already in an indescribable place, where there is deathly silence, real deathly silence. If those who have been there are not strong-willed and are just exposed to it, they will go crazy and get lost in it until eternal death.

The alien soul can no longer remember how he spent that time. He only remembers that when he could no longer hold on and was about to face the last moment, he was pushed out of the eternal dead place by a force. , fell into the 'embrace' of a beautiful and sacred will that cannot be described in any words in the world.

Well, forgive him for not being conscious again at this moment. Facing the great and holy Yiru who created Yiya, the soul in the other world only felt a warmth at that time.

He remembered the time when he lay leisurely by the river in his hometown under the autumn sunshine, enjoying the sunshine that was not dazzling and enjoying the leisurely afternoons that he rarely had when he grew up.

Well, that's really beautiful.

The alien soul thought so.

Then, Yiru noticed his 'disrespect' and quickly looked through his soul.

Ha, there is no doubt that in the face of a real "god" who created all things, Ilúvatar is so omnipotent in the eyes of otherworldly souls.

The light of will in his soul was like the difference between stardust and the sun, or even worse, in front of this divine being.

Therefore, in the end, the alien soul simply lay down and let go of his consciousness, allowing the great will to look through his 'past' and 'knowledge'. Soon, the great will found something that surprised it.

For this thing, which comes from the beginning of everything and is also the end of everything, Yi Ru seems to be very happy and satisfied.

Therefore, it decided to reward the alien soul in front of it whose soul fire was so weak that it seemed to extinguish at any time.

It says this:

"May you have a heart like a dragon, strong and powerful!"

"May your eyes be sharp and far-reaching, and not be confused by all the fog!"

"May your body be strong and healthy, and not afraid of severe cold and heat!"

"May your will be strong and immortal! Everything I create and bless will be your friend, and everything I hate and dislike will not be able to hurt you!"

"May the stars shine on you, soul from the Great Harmony! When the loneliness and pain of leaving home well up in your heart, the starlight of dawn will heal your pain!"

It is obvious that the soul of this alien world is given no less blessings than the first-born children (ie elves, and humans are second-born children) to reward it for what it 'gets'.

Well, even though the alien soul doesn’t know what it saw.

But it is undeniable that compared to what he paid, the alien soul felt that what he got seemed... not bad?

Because as the vast and great voice fell, the soul from another world felt the existence of the entity again.

Yes, he is resurrected.

Therefore, at this moment, the soul in the other world is still very grateful to the great will.

At least, it saved his weak soul when he was in the most danger, used its power to reshape his body, and put him into a real material world!

only……

It would be nice if the wind was less windy.

Dancing with hands and feet, the soul from another world was thrown back to the Middle-earth world from the sky by the great and holy Yiru. When entering the material world, the power of the law immediately appeared on him.

He saw that the air was on fire due to his fall, making him look like a shooting star from a distance.

The alien soul looked curiously, and below him was the Belegal Sea in the west of the Middle-Continent!

"Wow, this ocean is so blue!"

Just before being smashed into flesh again, the alien soul that regained its body thought this way, and then plunged into the cold ice more than a hundred leagues away from the Gray Harbor, the largest port of the elves in the north.

The huge force directly caused him to sink to the bottom of the sea like a cannonball, causing huge waves.

Ha, he’s not dead!

While the alien soul felt the intense pain in his limbs, he was delighted to find that he could still think.

Maybe it was because of the strong wind before?

Vaguely, the soul from another world thought about the last strong wind before falling, thinking deeply.

but……

Soon the alien soul stopped his useless thinking, because the most important thing at the moment was that he sadly discovered that although he was not beaten to a pulp, it was obvious that the alien soul, as a landlubber, could not swim! (He only goes fishing to bask in the sun)

After making sure that he had no missing arms or legs and that his brain was in good condition, the soul from another world was as clumsy as an Erha soaked in water. While fluttering, he opened his eyes and looked at the water that was a little too blue.

But his flopping had no effect at all except making him sink faster!

So, am I still going to die in the end?

Seeing himself sinking deeper and deeper, somehow, the alien soul gave up its struggle.

He thought optimistically, maybe he could float like this?

Then the soul from another world was surprised to find that as he relaxed his body, an ocean current surged from the deep sea, gently lifting him out of the sea, and pushing him toward the seaside hundreds of kilometers away.

Ahem.

The alien soul coughed loudly, and in panic, he swallowed a lot of salty sea water, but the pain was far less than the joy of being saved.

The ocean currents of the Belegal Sea seem to be very docile, and souls from other worlds can even feel the power contained in them.

The alien soul relaxed its limbs, looked at the blue sky solemnly, and passed out.

Soon, the alien soul was carried by this strange ocean current and pushed ashore. Then the ocean current swirled and disappeared.

Gray Harbor is a port on the northwest coast of Middle-earth, also called Mithlond. It is located at the mouth of the Shune River in Shune Bay. To the north and south of the bay is the elven kingdom of Linton.

Elves east of Eriador can use the "North-South Highway" and the "East-West Highway" to cross Eriador to reach the Gray Harbor. And set sail from the Gray Port to the "land of the immortal" in the west.

And here is ruled by Cirdan the Shipbuilder.

He is a powerful spirit that existed in the First Age. The Lord of the Waters and his subordinates Osi and Unni are deeply fond of this Teleri elf who is famous for his shipbuilding and singing. He has shown miracles and oracles in front of him more than once, guiding him and the Falas elves under his rule. (The Teleri elves who love the seaside and singing) survive one disaster after another.

On this day, the shipbuilder was surprised to see a star falling from the sky and falling into a bay in North Linton, more than 150 leagues (one league is equal to three kilometers) away from Gray Harbor.

Then the entire Gray Harbor was shaken.

Countless Falas elves came out from the white buildings, pavilions, and shores with exquisite carvings, stopped singing, and gathered on the northwest coast of the port, talking among themselves.

The shipbuilder Cirdan heard a voice in a trance.

"Childan, the shipbuilder, go one hundred and fifty leagues north. On the opposite side of the Bend of Long, there is a man who plays the strings of the world. You should go and bring him back, and then teach him well. This is Your responsibility is also your blessing!”

His voice was white and calm, and he left after speaking.

Soon, Cirdan came to his senses and knew that it was the Lord of the Waters, the King of the Ocean, Ulmo, who lived in the Outer Sea and liked to keep a certain distance from the First Children and the Valar.

Therefore, Chierdan, who was shocked by the strange scene of fireballs falling from the sky, immediately issued an order and set sail in person to go to the place mentioned by the Lord of Waters to search for the person mentioned by the Lord of Waters.

"This is my responsibility and my blessing!"

Chierdan thought excitedly and made the boat in his hand more flexible and faster. The roaring sea wind blew through his long silver hair, blowing up a large silver light.

"When I complete all of this, the great Yi Ru will be sincerely happy, and I will also be able to gain a place in the sacred temple where the Valar are. Yes, I can feel it!"

As early as the First Era, Cirdan followed Elwy Thingol, one of the leaders of the Teleri tribe and the founder of the future Kingdom of Doriath, and finally crossed the Sea of ​​Belegal and arrived at Orwë, the king of the Teleri tribe in the Western Holy Land, led the Teleri elves, later known as the sea elves, to move westward to Beleriand, and because they were looking for the missing Elwë Thingol, they missed crossing the sea to the west. Holy Land Opportunities.

Although Cirdan later arrived at the lost Elwë, he established his own city and port southwest of Beleriand, which was sunk after the First Era.

It was at that time that the Lord of the Waters and later Osi (Osi was not Valar, but the inferior Maia, who was a vassal of Ulmo, the Lord of the Waters) noticed this little boy and loved the sea and the Singing Teleri elves.

Later, after many battles in the First and Second Era, the shipbuilder Cirdan successfully became one of the powerful heroes who left a legend in Middle-earth.

And bear the important responsibility of sending the elves who survived the final decisive battle in Middle-earth to the Western Holy Land.

He is such a hero destined for greatness. He is still excited when he hears that he will save a chosen person who may play the chords of the world.

For he knew that when he had accomplished all this, he would have a place of glory in the blessed land of the West, and eternal joy until the end of time, and that the earthly lands of Middle-earth and the East would also His name is taboo, because it is decided by the Valar, and ordinary people cannot disobey it!