Bilbo lost track of how long they had been walking in the forest.
As their eyes gradually adjusted to the dimness, they saw more sights.
Sometimes, a thin ray of sunlight would slip in through a gap between the dense leaves at the top, and with even greater luck, it would not be intercepted by the intertwined branches below, piercing a very thin ray in front of them. of light.
But such cases are rare and disappear completely immediately.
Sometimes, Bilbo would see black squirrels jumping up and down on the tall trees and look at them curiously.
But soon he hid behind the tree trunk in a panic and disappeared.
Sometimes the dwarves could catch a glimpse of more hares darting across the path, and there were many strange noises in the undergrowth, grunts, scratching, and scurrying.
But more often than not, there are thick piles of rotting leaves on the ground, and disgusting spider webs hanging on the trees: these dark, dense webs are woven from particularly thick spider silk and often stretch from tree to tree. , or hanging from low branches on both sides of the road.
However, it seemed that due to some magic or other reasons, the road remained clear during the first half, and these cobwebs did not make them particularly uncomfortable.
Until the adventure team reached the second half of the road.
More and more spider webs appear between the trunks of big trees, and disgusting waste accumulates in them. If you look closely, you can even see human bones inside;
The air became thick and seemed to always have a rancid smell in it;
The sunlight became sparse, almost nonexistent, and there was no light in the forest except the holy light of Valinor in the Holy Spirit Nahal;
There was dead silence everywhere, not a single sound, no birds, no small animals, only the sound of horse hooves.
Especially at night, the forest will become pitch black - this is not what ordinary people call pitch black, but it is really dark to the extreme: so dark that you can't even see anything.
Bilbo tried to move his little hand in front of his nose, but could see nothing.
Even the dwarves who are accustomed to digging tunnels underground for a long time often do not see sunlight for a long time; and the hobbits, although they like to make their homes in caves underground, they also like to leave their homes for air in the summer. They all began to hate this forest from the bottom of their hearts, feeling that they were slowly suffocating to death.
"How long have we been gone?" Brother Filiki stopped joking. He was listless and his eyes were a little confused: "I've had enough of this forest. I feel like I'm rotting away from this damned forest. Forest together.”
Bilbo also had obvious fatigue and uneasiness on his face: "What day is it today? Why do I feel like we have been in here for several days, and why haven't we left this forest yet? Are we lost?"
"Today is Thursday, and it has been two days since we entered the Great Green Forest." Turka rode on the generous back of the Holy Spirit Nahal, stopped by the Elf Road, and looked at these little guys worriedly, "We are not lost. We are now on the second half of the road."
At the same time, he also called Thorin and made it clear: "Thorin, I can feel that we are being watched! There are other things in the forest, spiders! The elves drove them far away from their country, but they did not Exterminate them! We need to be careful of attacks in the dark, so brace your men, maybe we will be ambushed."
Thorin's dull eyes suddenly cleared, and he snorted: "Elves are like that, hypocritical and pretentious! They need these spiders as their natural barrier, so they are allowed to breed in the forest!"
Turka was speechless.
I have to say that sometimes our dwarf king is terribly perceptive.
Because even Beorn knows that the elves of the Woodland Kingdom don't like outsiders to intrude into their kingdom. It is entirely possible to deliberately allow these disgusting monsters to roam around in the forest to drive away the woodcutters and travelers who intrude here. of.
A few years ago, when Turka came to the Great Green Forest at the invitation of Legolas, he encountered these giant spiders in the depths of the forest more than once.
And the elves clearly have the ability to completely exterminate these corrupt and greedy creatures.
"Stay alert!" Thorin yelled, and his angry voice spread far and wide in the quiet forest.
The dwarves didn't know what happened, but with Thorin's reminder, everyone's spirits finally improved a little.
They murmured and murmured, and the silent forest became noisy.
Turka frowned.
He looked around, seeing big trees mottled and shadowy. In the darkness, certain shadows were gathering and whispering hissingly.
"Ugoliant's descendants are really endless." Nahar raised his golden horse's hooves, stepped on the stone slab of the Elf Road, and said with disgust: "Even from a long distance, I can Smell their disgusting odor.”
Turka gently stroked its long and muscular neck, and the tip of the Spear of Aeglos in his hand lit up with a soft light: "I hope they won't be so stupid, otherwise we can only clean it again, just like Same thing in Duskhills."
"They are closer to beasts than those that time, and more stupid! They will not let go of the meat in their mouths. Greed drives them, making them always hungry, like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled." Nahar said.
"Then there's nothing we can do." Turka raised his head, his golden vertical pupils glowing faintly in the darkness. "I'm only worried about the dwarves, and our poor hobbit, who maybe isn't ready to fight yet."
Nahal said: "I feel that as the ring bearers appointed by fate, our children will be stronger than we thought. You should have experienced this, right?"
Turka stopped talking.
He did not hide the matter from the Holy Spirit about the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and Nahal seemed to have long noticed the deeply hidden evil power in the Hobbit, a familiar power.
"Myron is as addicted to power and power as ever! Although his creations are full of the deepest malice and evil power in the world, it is not easy to master them! But our hobbits hold on very well. With that, even I have to say: Well done!”
"The Hobbit does have powers that we don't know about. But at this moment, he is still just a little guy who needs our protection," Turka said.
"Then let's wait and see." Nahar said, seemingly more confident than him.
Dwarves and hobbits passed by the two men, but no one could understand the riddle between them. Because when they talked about these things, they spoke in Quenya - the dragonborn's knowledge was much richer than before.
On the fourth day after entering the forest, the dwarves and Bilbo finally came to an area mostly filled with beech trees.
At first they were somewhat pleased with the change, for there were no more bushes under their feet and the shadows were less thick. There was some green light all around them, and in some places, they could even see things within a certain distance on both sides of the path.
The sound of the flowing air and wind also became thicker again, but this sound gave people a sad feeling in the ears. Some leaves fell rustlingly.
These dead leaves have covered the forest with a deep red carpet, and have drifted over the edge of the path and onto the path.
The dwarves began to feel anxious. Because this is a reminder to them that autumn is getting stronger outside.
And Turin is right at the turn of autumn and winter.
Seeing that the time was approaching, they were still wandering in the dark forest, so how could the dwarves not be anxious?
After another two days, they found that the trail began to slope downwards, and soon they came to a valley full of oak trees.
At this moment, Turka and Nahar's expressions became more solemn.
"They can't wait any longer." The light of Valinor on Nahal became as dazzling as the sun, and it shouted: "These stupid and greedy guys are swallowed up by their nature! They are hungry and their eyes are fierce. , just want to eat! Not even the light of the Blessed Land can make them retreat! They are coming!"
"What's coming?"
Bilbo had not been able to sleep well for a while, and he almost fell asleep while riding his pony. Hearing the sudden shout of the Holy Spirit, he woke up suddenly and was so panicked that he almost fell off his horse.
Thorin had always remembered what the Silver King said to him. When he heard this, he immediately shouted: "Everyone, be careful! The spider is coming!"
The dwarves were well trained. They immediately drew their weapons, pulled the reins nervously, and gathered together to form a circle.
"Spider? What spider?" Bilbo was surrounded in the center. No one else told him about the enemy. After all, in everyone's eyes, our Master Baggins was more like a thief than a warrior. more suitable.
Then he saw that the branches around their heads began to rustle and sway violently, as if something was running and jumping.
"Hobbit feet!" he shouted, almost frightened by the sea of spiders jumping down from the high branches like a tide.
"Spider! What a big spider!"
"Don't be stunned! Fight! The time has come to test us!" Turka shouted angrily, swung the long spear of Aeglos, and immediately cut a disgusting creature the size of a calf in half!
"Hiss!"
Hundreds of big spiders came from all directions, opening and closing their disgusting claws, screaming hissingly, and their eight compound eyes revealed a greedy and hungry green light.
As early as a few days ago, these monsters noticed that new food had entered their territory. These greedy, insatiable monsters immediately gathered in secret and whispered.
"Eat 'em! Suck 'em up! Delicious pastries are coming!"
"What a dazzling light! We hate that light, we hate that light! That light makes our eyes hurt! It burns us! It hurts us!"
These countless generations of descendants of the spider demon Ugoliant were frightened by the light of Valinor in the Holy Spirit Nahar. Although they were hungry and greedy, they did not dare to hunt as usual.
And this makes them almost uncomfortable.
The nature of these monsters is to devour everything! Just like their creator!
Seeing the delicious food dangling around their mouths, but unable to swallow it, these hungry and greedy creatures are gathering more and more, and they are becoming more and more irritable.
Finally, until one day, the pursuit of nature outweighed the fear of the eternal light of the blessed place, and these monsters could no longer bear it.
"Eat them! Eat them!"
they said.
The eyes glowed with frightening green light.
The dwarves have knives, axes, and hammers, and even Bilbo has an elf sword in his hand.
Importantly, they have Turka Aracano.
The silver-white king waved Aegros with great courage, and almost all the spiders that dared to appear in front of him were cut into pieces by him, and the disgusting juice flowed all over the forest.
Coupled with the light of Valinor constantly bursting out from Nahar, the spiders could not get close to them at all.
As a result, everyone was greatly encouraged.
"Torino's beard! We hate spiders!"
The dwarves fought desperately, yelled angrily, and waved their weapons bravely, fighting off the disgusting and scary spiders one after another.
