In a certain valley in the middle of the Misty Mountains, the terrain was uneven. Water with a magical aura flowed between the mountain streams. The warm sunlight shone on the hazy water vapor, drawing a colorful rainbow in the sky above the mountain stream. On the mountain ridge were tall and straight birch trees, standing upright like guards, guarding the dream-like Elven Kingdom in the valley, Rivendell.
The king of Rivendell was the knowledgeable and powerful Lord Elrond. He was not as relaxed and peaceful as usual. After sensing the abnormality of Sauron's magic, he immediately summoned the eagle to invite the other two kings of the Elven territories, Galadriel of the Golden Forest and Thranduil of the Woodland Kingdom, to Rivendell for a meeting.
Thranduil was the last Elven King to arrive in Rivendell. When he arrived at the meeting hall, Lord Elrond and Galadriel were already seated and drinking tea.
"Esteemed Lord Elrond, beautiful Galadriel, I am ashamed of my tardiness.”
Thranduil's handsome and cold face revealed a rare smile of shame.
As the organizer of the meeting, King Elrond invited Thranduil to sit down and replied politely,"
"Thranduil, don't be like this. Sit down and enjoy Riel's fruit wine!”
After the three of them drank a cup of fruit wine, Lord Elrond looked at Galadriel and Thranduil with a grim expression and asked,
"Both of you should have noticed the short burst of Soran's magic power!”
The two of them nodded. Thranduil's expression was ugly, while Galadriel's expression was as calm as an ancient well.
As the representative of the dark forces and the Demon Lord who was always ready to unify Middle-earth, Sauron was the common enemy of all living beings in Middle-earth, especially for the elves. He was a mortal enemy. Now, Sauron, who should be in the spirit state and hiding in Mordor, had abnormal fluctuations of magic power a few days ago, which could not help but make people think.
Did Soran's Spirit Body find support? Did other dark forces collude with Soran? Could it be that Soran had gained more power and could ignore the forces of Middle-earth?
Lord Elrond humbly asked Galadriel, who was the most skilled in magic and had the most powerful mana."
"Your Excellency, I believe you have done some investigation, right?”
"As you expected, Lord Elrond, I used the Mirror of Galadriel to see the scene when the mana fluctuations occurred.”
With that, Galadriel waved her left hand, and a stream of water in the mountain stream transformed into an elf and came before her. With another swipe of her right hand, the stream turned into a flat water mirror. As Galadriel chanted a spell, the water mirror changed and presented a realistic scene.
In a strangely decorated room, a black-haired youth in black wore a golden ring on his left hand. His eyes emitted a fiery red light. Outside the room, the sky was covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sun. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.
The water mirror disappeared, and Galadriel returned the stream to the mountain stream. Lord Elrond's eyes were sharp as he said,"
"The One Ring! Sauron's One Ring!"
"The ring he wore was definitely the One Ring!”
"This mysterious man is the origin of everything. We have to find him!”
Galadriel noticed the change in Thranduil's expression and smiled.
"King Elrond, I think Thranduil might know something.”
Thranduil recalled the man's wise and confident face, and met Galadriel's pure gaze. She said frankly,"
"Your Majesties, I know that man. Just a while ago, we were enjoying the massacre of the orcs on the Lonely Mountain City Wall.”
"Lonely Mountain? Orcs? Massacre?"
Lord Elrond frowned slightly and looked at Thranduil in confusion.
"Please tell me more about it, Thranduil.”
Thranduil straightened her body and recounted what she had seen and heard that day.
"That man is called Zhang Xiaoze, the king of Huaxia City, the master of the giant dragon Smaug. He…"
Even Lord Elrond and Galadriel, who had lived for thousands of years, were stunned speechless by Thranduil's words.
His origin was a mystery. The dragon Smaug who had been running amok for centuries was subdued by him. His army of hundreds of people wiped out the Orc army of ten thousand people. His magic weapon could kill the underground burrowing magic bugs. What kind of man was this?
But why was he related to the One Ring?
If such a powerful force became Sauron's minion, the Central Plains would be in danger!
Galadriel and Lord Elrond thought of this, their faces filled with worry. Thranduil seemed to have guessed their thoughts, and took the initiative to say,"
"I see pride in His Holiness Zhang Xiaoze that is not inferior to Lord Elrond, and wisdom in His Holiness Galadriel. He will never yield to Sauron, nor will he be bewitched by Sauron.”
Lord Elrond pondered for a moment and said seriously,"
"I think we should invite the King of Huaxia City to Rivendell, whether he was bewitched by Sauron or not.”
" If he was bewitched and joined Sauron's camp, then we can also exert our greatest strength in Rivendell to defeat him. If not, then I'm very interested in exchanging magic forging techniques with him and seeing their magical weapons.”
Then, he turned to Thranduil and said sincerely,"
"It's not that I don't trust you, Thranduil. It's just that this concerns the safety of the entire Midland Continent, so we have to treat it with caution.”
Thranduil nodded slightly.
"Lord Elrond, there is no need to explain. I understand!”
Galadriel smiled warmly and said,"
"Thranduil, since you've come into contact with that person, please bring my and Lord Elrond's gifts and invite His Excellency Zhang Xiaoze to Rivendell.”
Receiving a silver iris flower from Galadriel and a dagger from Lord Elrond, Thrandill bowed respectfully."
"As you wish, Your Majesty!"
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In Mordor, Soran's spirit body roared weakly in the air. The failure to obtain the human man was unbearable. The strange characteristics of the man could allow his power and consciousness to descend. In Soran's opinion, this was his best body!
However, the meat that was in their mouths was suddenly gone. Who could bear it? Especially for Soran, who was now defeated by the elves and extremely lacking in strength, this was a great shame and regret.
Soran sent his trump card, the Nine Ringwraiths, to find the One Ring. In order to find the magical man faster, Soran communicated with Saruman for the first time after reaching a partnership with the White Wizard Saruman. He asked Saruman for help to find the man together.
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On the dwarves 'side, the news of Thorin's Oak Shield taking back the Lone Mountain and being crowned as the King of the Mountain spread throughout the Midlands. All the dwarves came to the Lone Mountain, and with Thorin's deliberate promotion of Zhang Xiaoze's name, all the dwarves in the Midlands knew about the hero who helped Thorin expel Smaug. The name of Zhang Xiaoze the Dragon Slayer spread throughout the Midlands.
Although he did not know what the dragon slayer looked like, Zhang Xiaoze was already the dream lover of countless girls in Middle-earth. They all dreamed that the dragon slayer would ride a dragon to marry them one day.
All the human countries were trying to find out about this new dragon slayer, hoping to make friends with this man who was famous and powerful. They wanted to recruit him under their command and increase the strength of their countries.
The elves, humans, Nazgüls, wizards, and dwarves were all searching hard, but they were destined to find nothing. This was because Zhang Xiaoze was currently in the military camp in the real world, maintaining the Dimension Portal to China City in Middle-earth while chasing after the latest anime.
After almost becoming Sauron's puppet, after deep reflection, Zhang Xiaoze felt that he had not yet mastered the art of living an ignoble life. He needed to continue cultivating and carry forward the spirit of an otaku. If he could lie down, he would not sit, if he could sit, he would not stand, if he could not go out, he would not go out, if he could bring a hundred bodyguards, he would not bring ninety-nine bodyguards. If he could live an ignoble life to the extreme, it would be victory!
The sky is the shore when the sea reaches the horizon, and I am the peak at the end of the road!
There was no such thing as the most despicable, only more despicable!
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