Upon witnessing Elrond's horrifying injuries, Elder Desirese Roots, who was hiding with the contestants, suddenly exclaimed in shock.
"Such a wound, is a unique mark left behind by the Witch-King of Angmar! Even if it is grazed by his weapon, the cursed wound will gain its own life and rapidly absorb the vitality of its host to strengthen itself. As time passes, the wound will worsen even more! Incurable, incurable, until death! "
"However, the Witch-King of Angmar rarely uses such a terrifying ability to attack his enemies, because the price to pay for using such an ability is extremely cruel. The Witch-King of Angmar will also suffer the same amount of backlash from the enemy!"
Another elf carefully observed for a while before saying.
"The wound left behind on Lord Elrond's body is actually rather strange. It can be attributed to the Witch-King of Angmar, but it can also be said that it wasn't. Because I have a certain understanding of the situation back then. Back then, Elrond was suddenly ambushed by a group of mysterious people. Those people were also believers of the Overgod.... "
This elf's name was Annenia Yusu. Although his battle prowess was weak, he was one of the rare two elders of Rivendell who grasped a high level healing divine art. Unexpectedly, he was also a follower of Melody. The reason why they brought him along this time was because they were afraid that Melody would suffer any injuries. With him around, he could heal her in time.
Speaking till here, the elf glanced at Sheyan. Obviously, he was wary of Sheyan because he was also a 'believer of the Overgod'. Sheyan laughed and replied.
"There are many believers of the Overgod. Although we share the same belief, our beliefs are different. It is common for us to fight each other to the death. Just like the humans of Middle-earth who worship the Gods of Arta, they would also use swords and knives to argue over who is right and who is wrong."
The elf nodded in relief and continued.
"At the start, the believers of the Overgod used a powerful magic scroll. Sealed within the scroll was a terrifying attack of the Witch-King of Angmar, which successfully wounded the defenseless Elrond. However, the furious Elrond immediately used the power of the Ring of Air, Vilya, to harvest their lives like a gust of wind blowing through a forest. It is precisely because Elrond was too busy with his revenge that he didn't use Sire Vilya's divine power to heal himself in time. As a result, the injuries inflicted by the Witch-King of Angmar are slowly but surely corroding his health. "
Elder Desirese Roots suddenly said.
"Then how do you explain Lord Elrond's actions during the Rivendell ceremony?"
Annenia Yusu sighed.
"Before that incident, Elrond's body could have held on for another three years. After that incident, he only had one year left to live. However, Elrond had no other choice. If he hadn't shown his strength at that time, he would have died. If that happens, Glorfindel might become suspicious and refuse to cooperate with us. "
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When Galadriel saw Elrond's wound, she naturally understood the implications. Her complexion turned extremely ugly as she pondered for a brief moment before replying.
"Since you're only alive because of Vilya, why would you give me the Ring of Air as a condition of exchange?"
Elrond replied directly.
"I was deceiving you."
Galadriel choked and was left speechless. After a brief moment, she shrieked.
"Where is the glory of the elves in you? Where is your dignity? "
Elrond's gaze suddenly sharpened, but he continued to speak in an unhurried manner.
"Compared to you pure-blooded elves, a half-elf like me who was born a bastard is the target of your discrimination. Now you want to talk about glory and dignity with me? Where is your glory when you use all sorts of arrogant and cold words to hurt my bloodline? Where is your dignity? "
Legolas was fiercely shooting at the Black Knights. Every arrow he shot was covered in an emerald green glow. Whenever an arrow pierced into a Black Knight's body, it would knock the Black Knights back by five or six meters and cause clear cracks to appear on their armour.
The elven prince had a clear grasp of the situation. He abruptly seized a gap in his shooting and spoke with a heavy tone.
"Now isn't the time to discuss this. Elrond, for the sake of survival, you have completely discarded your honor and dignity. It is evident that your desire to live is extremely strong. Therefore, you shouldn't wish to die here right?"
Elrond's gloomy face remained expressionless.
"That's right."
Legolas wiped his sweat and released another arrow. He then earnestly spoke.
"Then, if you have any methods to resist these darned dark lackeys, hurry up and take them out! Also, release the twilight elf, Melody Sunstrider. Now is the time for us to fight for our strength. If we die here, she won't be spared either. "
Obviously, Legolas' words played an important role. The golden-haired Glorfindel pointed at the carriage that imprisoned Melody. The wood of the carriage immediately grew, sprouted, and took root as if it had been reborn. It grew, sprouted, and took root, turning into a huge tree.
In a flash, the pale-faced Melody transformed from being imprisoned in the carriage into a tree branch.
The spirit absorbing formation on the carriage was set up by Glorfindel. However, the 'Breath Leaf' on her ankle was forcefully applied by Elrond. Therefore, Elrond had to personally remove it.
Elrond aimed at Melody's ankle and waved his arm. The gorgeous maple leaf floated up and disintegrated into specks of red radiance in the air. Then, the specks of red radiance drifted towards the surrounding enemies.
The Nazgûls hastily dodged but were unable to resist the immense might of the powder. Green smoke emitted from the areas that were contaminated by the powder. Simultaneously, the Nazgûls howled in agony and their movements were visibly slowed.
Melody stood up and stretched her body. Her face remained expressionless. Her magic was completely depleted and she couldn't participate in the battle for now. She could only wait for her magic to slowly recover.
However, at this moment, Galadriel suddenly spoke sternly.
"I must retract my defensive barrier for a period of time to allow Nanya the Ring of Water to recover. Otherwise, I won't be able to hold on for long! Elrond, if you wish to conceal your strength, then do as you wish. At most, I will give up on this fleshly body and return to the Undying Lands to reform my body. As for you, you can only fall into the endless slumber of death! "
Galadriel was a woman of her words. She immediately began the countdown to retract the defensive barrier. Elrond's expression changed drastically. His facial muscles twitched as he took a deep breath. Then, he fished out a gigantic seed radiating with golden radiance from his bosom.
This seed was at least the size of a chicken egg. Its surface was densely covered with cracks and appeared as though it could take root in time and space.
Following that, Elrond stooped down and punched a hole in the rock beneath his feet. He then placed the seed inside and bit his middle finger. Drop by drop, he dripped his blood into the seed. The blood mixed with rainwater and seeped into the seed's surface. Instantly, the ground trembled faintly as though there was an earthquake. Following that, a towering golden tree rapidly grew!
Legolas sucked in a breath of cold air and exclaimed.
"Could this be.... the seed of the Golden Tree?! You actually obtained such a divine object? "
Elrond remained silent as he clutched his chest and coughed several times. Then, he walked towards the trunk of the Golden Tree. At present, his complexion had turned even paler and appeared to be on the verge of collapsing.
At this moment, Galadriel retracted the defensive barrier of her Nenya Ring of Water, allowing it to rapidly absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish itself.
The Nazgûls immediately launched a frenzied assault. However, the Golden Tree covered the elves like an umbrella. Its branches and leaves were like weapons as they lashed at the elves. Every lash would leave scorching scars on the bodies of the Nazgûls, causing them to roar in agony as they retreated.
The Nazgûls' advance was obstructed, while Lurtz's arrows were intercepted by Legolas. Meanwhile, Glorfindel's divine arts were unleashed in all directions. Any Nazgûls that dashed in would be repelled by his divine arts.
At this moment, Galadriel also continuously unleashed her divine arts. Every step the Nazgûls took, they would be entangled by countless arm-like roots that extended out from the ground. They had to exert all their strength to break free from the roots and advance forward.
When the 8 Nazgûls dealt considerable damage to the Golden Tree's branches, Galadriel had already finished recharging her Nenya Ring of Water. The invincible barrier of light instantly expanded and repelled the Nazgûls outside.
The situation turned into a stalemate. The Nazgûls couldn't charge in, but the elves couldn't escape either. Although the elves appeared to be in a disadvantageous position and their mana couldn't keep up with the rate of consumption, the battle was still taking place in the Misty Mountains. To put it bluntly, this was the home ground of the elves. Anything could happen here.
Therefore, the pressure on both sides was equally great. If a large number of elves arrived and counter-encircled the elves, several Nazgûls would likely perish!
"Our chance has come." Sheyan stood up at this moment! Sheyan stood up and his lips curled into a sneer.
"Right now, the crux of the battle has been revealed. I don't believe those elves can't see it. When they make their move, they definitely won't expect us to be spying on them from behind. Therefore, this is the best time for us to strike!" If you like this work, I welcome you to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support will be my greatest motivation.)
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