The stone giant is a very mysterious creature in Middle-earth.
Their origin is unknown.
There are not many legends about them in Zhongzhou Continent. Even most people have never seen them.
I only know that according to ancient legends, they will suddenly appear on a thunderstorm night, engage in an earth-shattering battle, and then disappear again.
No one knows why they fight, just as no one knows where they hide.
"careful!"
Turka's golden vertical pupils were almost narrowed into a thin slit. About a kilometer in front of them, two almost 100-foot-high rock giants were engaged in an earth-shattering battle.
They broke off the peaks of the mountains and threw them at each other like toys.
Huge rock peaks hit the mountains of the Misty Mountains, or the giant's body made a shocking sound.
With bursts of thunder in the sky.
The word "Lei Zhan" is really vivid.
A huge boulder flew hundreds of meters and hit the mountain above the adventure team, triggering a huge mudslide and landslide.
"The legend is true!"
The dwarves fought between two groups and screamed loudly: "The protector from deep in the mountain has appeared, it is a stone giant!"
Gandalf and Turka guarded the adventuring party in embarrassment to avoid being affected by the power of nature.
But the terrible destructive power even directly destroyed a mountain peak!
Nahal was even surprised and said: "These great creations actually still remain in the world. I have to say that no one knows the thoughts of the most holy Ilúvatar!"
It can be seen that when they are not moving at ordinary times, they are simply rock peaks; when they are moving, they are giants fighting against the heaven and the earth, which even surprises them.
"My lord!"
Turka said: "This is not the time to lament. Can these giants communicate? If not, we should find a way to stay away from here. It is not wise to be affected by the battles of these giants."
The light of Valinor on Nahar's body turned into a flame, which bounced all the broken corpses above his head, saving the lives of the dwarves.
Its voice is still so clear and distinguishable in thunderstorms.
it says.
"They barely communicate! And no one understands the language deep in the mountains. I suggest that we don't disturb them unless necessary!"
"Wise decision!" Gandalf shouted loudly in the thunderstorm in embarrassment: "Let's go, let's go. If we don't want a rock peak to suddenly appear above us, let us leave here and find a safe cave to hide in." Just one night."
"If you can find it!"
Thorin was wet, startled and unhappy. They were now deep in the misty mountains, where could it be so easy to find a dry, safe shelter for people to rest.
At this time, a few hundred meters away from their right, a mountain peak over a hundred feet high suddenly started to move.
A third rock giant joins the battlefield.
"It's really a broken house in a rainy night." Turka couldn't help but cursed an elf proverb (similar), which showed that he was a little annoyed: "If we don't want to be smashed into meat patties by the mountain, we'd better move, I Remember there is a dry cave ahead! Quick, quick, move your big feet, hold on to your ponies, and let us get out of this hellish place quickly."
Although he was mentally prepared, the thunder battle that night was almost one of the most terrifying battles he had ever seen in his life.
Huge mountain peaks were pulled down and used as toys, tossed here and there, causing a rumble in the sky and on the earth.
Debris and cracks can be seen everywhere.
If you are not careful, you will fall into the air and be hit with a bloody head.
It is foreseeable that when the thunderstorm passes tomorrow, the terrain of this mountainous area will definitely change drastically. This is almost comparable to those terrible wars of the First Age.
This is simply cheating.
Turka thought to himself: Why is there such a terrifying power in this era?
Who are they preparing for?
The wind was still howling, the lightning was still roaring, everyone followed the silver king in embarrassment, walking deep in the misty mountains, and from time to time they had to worry about whether a stone would suddenly fall from the sky. of rock peaks.
The only good thing is that these giants of heaven and earth are not interested in the tiny dwarves and are in awe of the silver-white king riding on the Holy Spirit, so these three rock giants did not pursue these little guys who broke into their fighting area.
Although it was difficult, everyone managed to escape from the thunderstorm area in the end.
Behind them, thunder and the muffled roar of the mountains could be heard from time to time, making Bilbo and the others feel like they were in a dream.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it." Our Master Baggins murmured: "This world is unexpectedly wonderful. The legend of the stone giants is actually true. We just witnessed their fighting!"
"It's also unexpectedly dangerous." Gandalf looked around the cave in front of him and frowned: "I don't remember this place, my lord, this place makes me uneasy."
I saw a low arch on the mountain wall, just big enough for the pony to squeeze in after unloading the luggage and saddle. It was deep and dark inside, without a trace of light.
Turka said: "I discovered this when I was traveling. It's still dry. It's raining so heavily outside. We can rest here for one night and wait for the thunderstorm to pass before we continue our journey."
"I hope so." The wizard murmured.
"Filikili, go check it out." Thorin thought for a while, and for safety reasons, ordered his two nephews to go search.
The two youngest princes among the dwarves immediately ran in and ran out again after a while.
"It's been checked and it's safe. At least there's nothing dangerous as far as we can see." The brothers said.
But they forget that the danger is not where the eyes can see it, but in the shadows, underground.
After walking into the arch, the sound of wind and rain was blocked out, which felt much better than being heard in all directions, and it felt like the giants and the stones they threw were no longer a threat to them. However, the wizard didn't want to take any chances. He lit his wand and examined the cave from beginning to end by its light.
The space of the cave is not small, but it is not so big that it makes people feel mysterious. The ground is dry and there is no water. "It's really not bad here." The wizard nodded and made no further comments.
So everyone immediately began to unload and salute, set up a bonfire, prepare food and dry clothes. There was room for the ponies at one end of the cave, and they just stood there obediently letting out the moisture from their bodies.
What are Nahal and Turka communicating with? It is the Holy Spirit. We cannot treat it the same way we treat other animals.
The dwarves covered themselves comfortably with blankets, took out their pipes, and began to blow smoke rings.
Gandalf changed the smoke rings they blew into various colors and made them dance all the way to the top of the cave, just to amuse everyone. They chatted and chatted, forgetting the wind and rain outside, and just excitedly discussed what they would do with their share of the treasure. At this time, it seemed that the possibility was quite high, so the dwarf slowly became excited.
As they talked, everyone fell asleep one after another. And this was the last time they used the ponies, baggage, packs, tools and equipment they had brought with them.
The Hobbit will also face one of the greatest tests in his life.
For some reason Bilbo couldn't sleep. He kept thinking about the scene he just saw. The amazing body of the stone giant kept echoing in his mind. And when he fell asleep, he had a terrible nightmare. He dreamed that a crack at the back of the cave was getting bigger and wider. He was so frightened that he couldn't shout anything or move. He could only lie there and watch.
Then he was startled awake.
As a result, he was surprised to see that the floor was really cracked. A dark passage appeared below everyone.
He shouted: Turka! Gandalf!
The wizard suddenly opened his eyes.
Just in time to see the tail of the last pony disappear in the midst.
The wizard instantly grasped the cane and emitted a dazzling light. A bolt of lightning rushed out, burning the several dirty, ugly orcs that rushed forward into a coke. , a smell of gunpowder filled the small cave.
Turka was holding a silver magic spear. Its huge blade was like a puddle of autumn water, and it was like a two-handed broad sword. It exuded a soft white light. With one sweep, almost four or five orcs were stopped by him. Cut into two pieces.
This was the last thing Bilbo saw and heard.
Everyone slipped and then began to fall, fall, to who knows where.
A large group of orcs emerged from the cracks, climbed up, screamed, waved their scimitars, and rushed towards the wizard and the silver king.
"What a surprise."
Turka raised his eyebrows: "Are we breaking into a den of thieves?"
The crack snapped shut, and Bilbo and the dwarves were trapped on the other side!
"My lord, this is no time for joking." The wizard said with a stern face, "We need to save them."
"Of course."
The magic spear in Turka's hand began to become smaller and became suitable for fighting in a small space. It was equipped with its peculiar shape - its blade was half hollow, with sun and moon wheels engraved on it. The sharp blade The tip even reflects the purest light in the world.
Moreover, there are some kind of prayers engraved in runes on both sides, and the joint between the spear body and the blade is decorated with a large diamond-shaped gem, which will be accompanied by different light and emit different colors.
"Aeglos!" The wizard pulled out Gramdrin. This sword forged by the ancient high elves emitted a brilliant blue light in the dark cave. He couldn't help but glance at the Dragonborn and said, "I've always wanted to Said: The elves are so generous to you! My lord. This is the weapon of High King Gil-galad, and Lord Cirdan actually gave it to you."
The two of them chatted among the orcs like they were strolling in the garden, waving their swords and magic spears to kill these stinky guys who appeared out of nowhere.
"My lord."
After an unknown amount of time, Gandalf stopped and looked at him meaningfully: "Did you foresee all this?"
Turka swung the magic spear twice that became like a sword - its blade remained the same, but the handle became more suitable for both hands to hold - and the blood stained on it was immediately thrown off , the silver-like blade returned to its snow-white color.
He smiled but didn't answer, his golden vertical pupils were deep and shining, like two gems.
On the ground, half-orc corpses broken into two parts covered the cave.
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