Legend of the Dragoon

Breaking the connection between the Ring and the world in the earth, Sauron's soul lost its protection. "Ow…" A sharp and piercing roar echoed in the air. Sauron's soul began to collapse, and then everything he had built began to collapse.

The tower where the Eye was placed collapsed, and the orcs below suffered. Countless of them were smashed to death, but Wesley could not let them go. These creatures should not have stayed.

"Archer kills." Wesley began his final command. He was about to leave this world. Although he had only spent a short time here, he still had to do his last duty.

All the soldiers with bows and arrows began to fire. They kept shooting at the remnants of the orcs until there were no living things left standing. Wesley sent people to Mount Doom to find Frodo. Neither he nor Sam died, but they were temporarily locked up at the foot of Mount Doom. Ring Spirit was anxious to give the Ring to Soren after getting it and had no time to deal with them.

"Sorry, I failed." Frodo looked haggard. No one wanted to blame him. He was just a Hobbit with no power.

"Frodo, we have defeated Sauron, and peace is coming." Gandalf patted Frodo's shoulder and then looked at Wesley. "Mr. Wesley Gibson, thank you very much for your help. I wonder if the Lord of the Rings will be destroyed?" Gandalf asked, still worried.

Wesley smiled at Gandalf and said, "Don't worry. The Ring will no longer exist. I will leave this world with it, and it will no longer be the Ring."

"What do you mean?" Gandalf did not understand.

Wesley didn't explain. There wasn't time. A dark spot on the horizon was approaching fast. "Ang…" The cry of a dragon attracted everyone's attention, especially Gandalf. He had fought a dragon sixty years ago and he knew it too well.

"Dragon~" Gandalf hurriedly reminded. The Alliance army retreated in panic. They had heard of the legend of the dragon, but this was the first time they had seen it.

The drake flapped its huge wings. The air currents were chaotic, and sand and stones flew everywhere. Finally, it landed in front of Wesley. Wesley was in no hurry to board the dragon. Instead, he patted his horse first. The horse whinnied and ran away. It would return to the jungle where it would never be found.

Wesley leaped onto the dragon's head. There was actually a seat on it. Wesley sat on it and looked down. "Goodbye. My mission is complete. I should leave now. We won't see each other again. I hope everyone doesn't miss me."

The dragon flapped its wings again and flew directly into the sky, then disappeared, leaving behind the shocked Alliance soldiers. Gandalf looked at the sky in disbelief and muttered to himself, "Is this a Dragoon?"

"Dragoon?" Beside him, Aragorn asked doubtfully.

"According to the ancient books of the Dragoons, they are said to be as powerful as the gods. They have the power to fight against the gods, but they have never appeared. They only appear when Middle-earth enters a crisis. I always thought that it was a legend."

Wesley did not know of such a legend. He had not read the history of Middle-earth, so he was not sure. The will of Middle-earth had deliberately arranged for a dragon to take him back. Wesley did not know what its intentions were, but it would be good to leave a legend behind.

The dragon flew north with Wesley, and the mysterious jungle reappeared. Then the dragon landed in the center, and Wesley saw the unique energy life form again.

"You did very well. The ancient alliance united again and defeated evil under your leadership. This is the story I want." The will of Middle-earth said.

"Story?" Wesley asked curiously.

"That's right. A story that can go on for a long time. They will continue to praise it, and future generations will always be proud of it. Justice and virtue will be praised, and the legend of Dragoons will be left behind."

"Dragoons? Well, whatever you need, I did it, didn't I? Now I need the magic you promised, and I need to use my aircraft. I should go back."

"Of course, there is no problem. There are enough books here. You can leave after you finish reading them." The will of Middle-earth was very happy and did not give Wesley any more tasks. Wesley began to read again. The books were very old, but they were well preserved. The magic knowledge on them was more profound than Saluman's collection. Wesley still recorded it. There was no need for him to study it here. He needed to go back and study it according to the laws of his world.

A few days later, Wesley landed in the same place he had landed. Wesley took out his aircraft and sat on it. "Apple, start checking." Wesley turned on the start switch and the instrument moved. All the indicator lights came on.

"Understood, self-check now, check progress 5% … 40% … 90% … over, everything is normal, the aircraft is in the best condition, it seems that there is no problem with the strength of the aircraft when crossing."

"Okay, set the speed, direction, and distance of the crossing, and the time when the space gem is released. The strength is under my control."

"Understood. Everything is ready. Shall we go now?"

"Let's go," Wesley said and looked outside. The will of Middle-earth came to see him off. Wesley waved and the aircraft took off and accelerated.

"Time's up," Apple reminded Wesley. Then Wesley released the power of the space gem and the space barrier was opened again and the aircraft disappeared from the world.

The will of Middle-earth watched Wesley disappear and then said to itself, "Fortunately, he's kind enough. Otherwise, my world would be in trouble. However, the training of dragoons needs to be accelerated. Otherwise, what if there are always such guys?"

"Boom!" Wesley's aircraft passed through the space barrier. After shaking for a while, everything was normal. He landed directly. This is a desert. I don't know if it's the desert where I left. "Can Apple connect to a satellite?"

"The spatial fluctuations haven't stopped yet. Not for the time being. I need to wait a few minutes."

A few minutes was not a long time, but Wesley felt as if a year had passed. Fortunately, the fluctuations finally disappeared, and Apple was connected to the satellite. "It's the universe we left. There's a satellite in the sky, a geosynchronous orbit satellite we left there. It's been exactly sixty days since we left."

"Sixty days? Fortunately, it's not sixty years. It seems that there is no problem with the time. Then we can prepare for the next transmigration. The direction is obviously wrong this time. Let's go back and take a look."