In the following period of time, Sheyan and the other two witnessed how many miscellaneous items an Elven noble would bring with him when he went on a long journey. Eight draws were exchanged for a large pile of items with distinct Elven characteristics. The total value of the items was less than 10,000 utility points. Of course, there was also a black cloak.
Sheyan calmed himself down before drawing his last chance. He then walked over to the unconscious Melody, hugging her and kissing her without hesitation. It seemed that his luck had changed because of this incident. In the end, he drew a verdant leaf. The leaf emitted a soft silver light. When his eyes came into contact with the silver light, he felt cool and comfortable looking at it.
After the surviving Elven mage appraised the leaf with sweat dripping down her forehead, she found that it was a magical item. However, there was a small magic seal on it. It had to be removed before its specific properties could be revealed.
This magic seal wasn't strong, it was merely a marking to prevent accidental triggering. However, the elven mage's magic power had already been depleted, hence, there was no way for Sheyan to inspect it.
Sheyan carried the unconscious Melody and identified the direction. Then, under the guidance of the Elven mage who was familiar with the terrain, they retreated to the agreed upon location. Segimli and Elder Annenia Cyathea were probably waiting anxiously at that place.
This wasn't the first time Sheyan hugged Melody. The two of them had already developed a rather intimate relationship. In fact, Melody was a rather delicate and light Elven girl. Apart from her rather large chest, she wasn't big in any other aspect.
However, when Sheyan carried her, he discovered that even though he was hugging her with all his might, his forehead was drenched in sweat. After climbing two mountains, she was already panting heavily.
At this moment, he felt as though the person in his arms wasn't Melody, but a solid statue made of steel! His intuition told him that the reason was probably because of that damned Vilya. Nevertheless, despite his tiredness, Sheyan didn't stop moving. His speed was still relatively fast.
Since the journey was boring, Reef inquired about the situation on the battlefield.
The surviving Elven mage told them that after Sheyan detonated the explosives at the bottom of the cliff to create a landslide, the forcefully matured Golden Tree's foundation became unstable. Naturally, the defense of the Elven heroes also collapsed. However, at that moment, three Nazgûls were struck by Galadriel's magic and were swept into the landslide.
Galadriel, Glorfindel and Legolas immediately seized the opportunity to escape. The remaining Nazgûls had no choice but to chase after them. Elrond was obviously prepared. After his doppelganger self-destructed, he tore apart a precious scroll and disappeared into thin air.
Under the lead of Elder Desirese Roots, Reef and the other Elves rushed towards the trapped Melody. Ferrell, the Battle Ent, fell here in order to restrain a Nazgûl. However, what was destroyed wasn't Ferrell's body. Although his vitality was greatly damaged, he could still be reborn under the Sacred Oak Tree.
After rescuing Melody, they only managed to walk a short distance before Elrond activated the seal that he had set up beforehand and chased after them.
Sheyan hastened his pace. He knew that even if the Nazgûl pursued in pairs, the encirclement had already been broken. They could forget about killing the three Elven heroes, Galadriel, Glorfindel and Legolas. As long as the Nazgûl wanted to escape, escaping from the Nazgûl wasn't a problem at all!
This was the worry in Sheyan's heart! Sometimes, 'allies' were more terrifying than enemies!
At this moment, Franklin suddenly spoke.
"Oh, that ….. Mr. Reef, I have something I need to remind you about."
Speaking of which, Franklin's eyesight was still lacking. He was already a preparatory member, yet he still didn't know the true identity of the party's decision maker …. Still, he couldn't be blamed. It was a universal truth that the shield wielder had the most authority in the party. Moreover, Reef's dark-gold grade shield was indeed rather eye-catching.
Reef coughed dryly and asked.
"Speak."
Franklin replied.
"When I left the battlefield where Elrond was killed, I laid down several concealed magic traps. These traps weren't used to attack enemies, but were used for scouting. Just now, my magic traps were destroyed."
Reef asked in a deep voice.
"Then can you confirm who came?"
Franklin replied.
"Although I didn't see their front, I can see their back."
As he spoke, Franklin pulled out his staff and drew a circle in the air. Then, the circle formed an image in the air like a projector. This was the advantage of being an illusionist. He could directly explain certain information.
Everyone's faces turned ugly when they saw the image. That figure was tall and well-built. Unlike Allen's lifeless figure, he exuded an indescribable exuberant vitality from his movements to his skin. Of course, the most obvious thing about him was his incomparably brilliant golden hair!
"It's Glorfindel," whispered the female Elven mage.
As soon as this name was mentioned, everyone's breathing seemed to stop for a moment.
This guy wasn't as easy to deal with as Elrond!
In fact, even if Melody were to wake up at her peak state, and the elves that Elrond mentioned were to be reborn, they would still not be a match for this ambitious warrior. Just think about it, Elrond, who had his bloodline split in half and relied solely on his physical strength to fight in close combat, was still able to beat Party Ace to the brink of collapse!
What's more, Glorfindel was in his peak state??
In order to ease the tension, Franklin smiled and said, "Don't worry.
"Fortunately, we disguised the scene before we left. He definitely won't be able to find the direction we left in."
However, the female Elven mage replied in despair.
"As early as 140 years ago, when the number one hunter of Rivendell, Jose Kaka, fell, everyone believed that Glorfindel was worthy of this title. I remember very clearly that one time, a Flower Skylark that Lord Elrond liked escaped from its cage. Lord Glorfindel heard about it a day later and caught the Flower Skylark in less than two hours. I was the one who accidentally caused the Flower Skylark to escape. I forgot to close the cage door after feeding it."
While the party was engulfed in an incomparably tense atmosphere, Sheyan who had reached the top of the mountain suddenly smiled. After trekking for an hour and a half, he finally saw the rendezvous point. The terrain there was very strange. It looked like the back of a camel.
Seeing that the destination was close at hand, and considering the fact that there was an incomparably terrifying expert chasing after them, the party burst forth with their fastest speed and rushed over.
When Sheyan saw Segimli and Elder Annenia Cyathea, he realized that they were indeed impatient. They paced back and forth like ants on a hot pan.
Upon seeing them, Segimli immediately gave Sheyan a warm hug. The elite Dwarven warriors he led also gave Sheyan the most honorable Dwarven hat toss.
Elder Annenia Cyathea was stunned. After being stunned for a long while, he looked around and asked.
"You.... you only brought back so few people?"
Sheyan nodded.
"Yes."
Elder Annenia Cyathea asked in disbelief.
"Desirese Roots and Annenia Yusu are dead?"
The female elven mage who managed to survive the ordeal was already sobbing.
"They were devoured by Lord Elrond."
Elder Annenia Cyathea remained in a daze for a long while. His eyes suddenly rested on Melody's body, or more accurately, her fingers! He stammered with a distorted voice.
"Sin'dorei above!!! Have my eyes learned how to deceive me? Why does the ring on Lord Twilight Elf's finger look so familiar? "
Sheyan casually said, "That's right.
"Of course you'll find it familiar. Because I'm guessing you've seen it on Lord Elrond's finger many times before."
Elder Annenia Cyathea helplessly spread out his arms. He gasped for air and said with a trembling voice.
"That's impossible! Even if Lord Elrond is dead, his soul imprint should be preserved on the Ring of Air for at least a hundred years before vanishing into thin air! Unless Lord Vilya is currently sealing and cursing Lady Melody! But that's not possible. Vilya has clearly fused with Mistress Melody. "
Sheyan couldn't be bothered to explain too much to him, instead, he blurted out a sentence.
He casually replied, "The eternal sun guides us. We are omnipotent. Hey, my dear Dwarven friends. Have you finished the task I entrusted to you?"
Segimli replied with a straight face.
"It was completed four hours ago. Please don't doubt the credibility of the Dwarves. We are as reliable as rocks!"
Following Segimli's words, the elite Dwarven warriors behind him parted to the left and right, revealing a large piece of flat land behind them. This should be another trump card that Sheyan had left behind in advance! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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