Lower city of Annuminas.
Because of the fear of possible contagion, Turka ordered Arazon and others to open an area specifically to accommodate those infected with the epidemic.
It was later confirmed that this was not a simple epidemic, but some kind of witchcraft.
Although the method of its operation is not known yet, it is clear that it does not spread in the way we thought - at least not through the air.
Brown-robed Radagast said this after carefully inspecting the quarantine area.
He pulled out the tongue of each infected patient and looked at them for a long time, then carefully looked into their eyes, smelled their breath, and his expression became very surprised and solemn.
"But how is that possible?"
The wizard fell into some kind of doubt and self-doubt, and kept mumbling words that others could not understand: "It makes no sense at all! Yes, this is witchcraft! Also, a familiar smell... I was once very familiar with it. , but now it’s almost forgotten! They! It’s them! But there’s no reason at all!”
"Who?" Halbarad keenly heard a few key words, which was a plural form of 'him'.
But Radagast looked worried. He smelled something weird in the air, and then looked around: "This way, no, this way! Yes, the smell! This is the smell!"
The wizard ran quickly, his speed was as fast as that of a galloping horse; his agility made young people feel inferior!
Halbarad was stunned.
"quick!"
He said urgently: "Don't leave Lord Radagast alone."
The guard immediately took the horse, and Halbarad and the others immediately mounted their horses and chased after him.
Radagast walked through the wide streets, ignoring the slightly lonely residential areas, and headed north to the dock area.
He stopped in front of a tall stone building.
This was the temple of the Lord of the Waters built in ancient times by the Númenóreans, but it had been abandoned.
Radagast twitched his nose, looked around nervously, and finally made a decision.
"Then, let's see, old friend, whether it's you." He drew out his sword, lit up the gem on the top of his cane, and walked in.
The air here seems damp and cold. Most of the seats and the like had been cleared away, leaving only the statue of the god on the cage looking vaguely and condescendingly at everyone who came in.
But Radagast knew that there was no mighty power of the Lord of Waters on it, so he just glanced at it and looked away.
On both sides of the statue, there are two stone doors, which are deep and seem to have some inexplicable magic power. The sunlight is directly swallowed up here, and it is almost impossible to shine inside, as if there is something entrenched between them.
Radagast chose the door on the left and walked in.
As a result, a very cold aura immediately surrounded him, making the brown-robed wizard from Istar shiver.
He raised his cane, gripped the sword tightly, and walked in carefully.
There are many doorways inside the temple.
Stone rooms are distributed on both sides of the porch. There are prayer rooms, confession rooms, guest rooms for believers to rest, and the bishop's office, to name a few.
But like the main hall outside, most of these stone chambers have been abandoned.
Although the Silver King has recovered this sacred ancient capital, it is still an arduous and long task to restore it to its former glory.
However, this is not what the brown-robed wizard cares about. The wizard walked across the damp stone slabs and came to a cellar located deep in the temple.
Here, a stomach-churning aura hits my face, cold and evil.
But mortals cannot detect it.
"This is it."
Radagast said, he clenched his cane and sword tightly, and carefully walked down the stone steps.
This should be where believers stored wine and food in the past, so dryness is the first element. But at this moment, the wizard discovered that it was soaked with water.
He pushed open the ajar door.
The dark shadow of the cellar and the faint light outside the door were clearly distinct at the door. The light source of the wizard's staff couldn't even penetrate this darkness.
Radagast walked into this ominous cellar with great vigilance. As a result, the rich darkness immediately surrounded him, seeming to want to pull him into the boundless abyss of corruption.
The air smelled like the patients' mouths and noses.
This made Radagast very uneasy, and he said loudly: "By the power of Mother Earth: the darkness will appear here quickly!"
As Yavanna's name was shouted, the wizard's cane emitted a dazzling white light, and a force quickly swept through the cellar.
As a result, before he could react, a long sword shining with a light darker than the night swept across and struck Radagast's cane. From this, it seemed that the brown-robed wizard was still in the end. The evasion was successful at the critical moment.
The darkness on the long sword suddenly erupted, and the brown-robed wizard's cane broke with a sound, and Radagast was also swept away by this force.
"Alatar!"
The brown wizard called out the attacker's name in a sacred language (Varran). Then he hit the cellar wall hard and fell down.
But the attacker didn't say a word. He pointed a cane made of oak at Radagast on the ground, and the surging magic suppressed the wizard motionless.
"Why?"
Radagast said with difficulty that their competition was not only about strength, but also about will.
At this moment, the friend of the forest is still so ridiculous and slovenly on the outside, but on the inside he is as bright as a star. Although the attacker had the upper hand, the brown-robed wizard was obviously not the one to give up easily. The two forces collided in the dark cellar, almost tearing the place apart.
The attacker waved his cane and threw the wizard away like a ball of rags, which fell into a pool of water. The sword also fell to the side.
A figure emerged from the dark cellar. In the dim light, we can see that the attacker is holding a sword in one hand and a staff in the other. He is wearing a blue hooded robe, and his entire face is hidden in shadow.
The attacker was tall and muscular, more like a warrior than a wizard.
"Love Windil."
The attacker called the brown robe wizard's name in Valinor with a loud voice: "You are still so unimproved. This reminds me of the years in the Blessed Land, when you were the weakest among us."
"You have fallen, my brother!" Radagast was pressed to the ground by the attacker's force and could not move. His beard and eyebrows were wet with sewage, and his robe was dirty.
Apparently, the attackers used this to torture and humiliate him.
But he still said unyieldingly: "You disobeyed the orders of the great knight (i.e. Oromi)! You succumbed to the darkness and became a minion of evil! This made your former glory fall into the dust."
"Stop preaching to me!" the attacker named Alatar sneered: "While I was fighting against the darkness, you were still playing in the mud with your flowers, birds, fish and insects!"
The attacker waved his cane angrily and threw Radagast against the wall, and the huge darkness almost drowned him.
"This is impossible." Radagast was surprised and curious. He said with difficulty: "You don't have this power."
"But it belongs to me now."
Alatar sneered, and an evil light emerged from his eyes hidden in the hood: "He found me and gave me a gift. I am stronger than when I was in Valinor!"
"Him?"
Radagast was keenly aware of a certain word in the attacker's mouth. It was an uncommon word. It represented dignity and...
"You are too involved." Alatar's expression changed, and he tortured the brown-robed wizard viciously, crushing his bones until they cracked: "This is none of your business, Ewendil! I was just ordered to get that dragonborn into trouble, but why are you meddling in his own business?"
"Do you think you can hide your actions from the Holy White Council?" Radagast opened his eyes tenaciously and struggled to fight: "Sauron's conspiracy will not succeed!"
"Don't try to trick me, Ewindil." Although Alatar has the upper hand and the upper hand, the power of the brown robe wizard cannot be underestimated. The battle of wills between Radagast and the attacker continues. Their power even caused the temple of the Lord of Waters to begin to collapse.
Huge stones fell straight down, cracks appeared on the ground, and the entire Annuminas began to shake.
"what happened?"
Fenna rushed to the window in surprise and looked in the direction of the dock area.
A large number of residents of Annuminas ran out of their homes in fear, not understanding what was happening, and screams one after another.
"We'd better leave the tower." Elf Galdo advised her.
Fenna carefully explored the city scenery, and finally shook her head: "I think it's not necessary."
In fact, not only her, but also Galdo discovered it.
With a loud noise, a temple in the dock area collapsed, and the rising smoke was as high as the King's Tower.
Halbarad looked at the ruins in front of him in shock, wondering how the wizard had made such a big fuss in just a short time.
But soon, he loudly ordered the guards to be careful.
"If this movement is caused by a wizard, then there is only one possibility: the enemy is attacking!"
Finally, the smoke and dust in the sky gradually subsided. Fenna also sent more royal city guards and elves, and the dock area was suddenly surrounded by heavy troops.
Everyone cocked their arrows and drew their swords, looking warily in the direction of the ruins.
Sudden.
"Ahem."
A short, old figure appeared, pushed aside a large boulder, and emerged from the ruins.
It's the brown-robed wizard, he's fine!
"I'm a little flattered by your welcome lineup!" Radagast dusted himself off, his face looking a little sluggish. His hat fell off, his cane was gone, and only a long sword was left, and it was broken in half. It was a bit of a heavy loss.
However, the brown-robed wizard didn't care. He let the two birds that had flown away land back into his messy hair, wiped the dirty water from his beard, and said, "If possible, I would like to talk to the acting city lord here. Let’s talk. Yes, I am referring to Ms. Fenner.”
