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Thinking about the information expressed in Ridagast's words, Karl on the

side knew it clearly.

It seems that the Dark Lord, who once brought countless disasters to the

creatures of Middle Earth, is now hiding in the ancient castle Dol Gurdur,

which has been abandoned for a long time, and is starting to wake up?

This is not good news for humans and elves.

But Karl knew that unless he could destroy the Lord of the Rings, Sauron's

recovery and return would be inevitable.

And to destroy the Supreme Lord of the Rings, ordinary means are not

feasible.

This ring, which combines Sauron's consciousness and dark power, possesses

powerful magic power and power. Except for throwing it into the lava of

Doomsday Volcano, other methods cannot damage it in the slightest.

Moreover, the Lord of the Rings has disappeared from this world for too

long, and no one has seen it or heard its rumors for a long time. If you want

to destroy it, you must first find it.

Of course, although Carl now knows that the Lord of the Rings is likely to

be in the hands of Gulu, after all, he has changed too many things since he

came here, so he is not sure whether the plot will develop according to the

original track.

"However, if you find the Lord of the Rings, do you really want to destroy

it?" Karl pondered slightly.

The Lord of the Rings is the life gate of Sauron, the great devil. If he

destroys it, Sauron will also disappear from the world.

But thinking of the countless half-orcs led by Sauron and the disappearance

of the orc army, Karl was a little hesitant.

Now, his strength improvement speed has become much slower, and the higher

the level in the future, the more experience will be required, but ordinary

prey and monsters can hardly provide him with so much experience.

Besides, even if there were so many monsters for him to hunt, he didn't

know how many years it would take to find them one by one.

"Let's take a look first." Carl hesitated a bit. Sauron was a big devil,

and everyone could be punished. If he was soft-hearted, it seemed that it would

be unreasonable.

Here, Gandalf frowned after listening to his friend's words.

"Reda Just, are you sure you read it right?" He asked again.

The spiders, undead, necromancers, and dark bats in Ridagast's words all

represent unknown things, which seem to be closely related to the dark aura

that he has been worried about recently, and he can't allow him to be

indifferent.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, take a look!" Ruida Jiast suddenly

took out an object wrapped in animal skin from his arms.

As the package was opened, the contents inside were also revealed to

everyone.

Gandalf narrowed his eyes slightly, and exclaimed, "The Blade of Morgul!?"

The blade is thin, long and sharp, and you can feel an inexplicable chill

from above it from a distance. Gandalf recognized the origin of the sword at a

glance.

"Is there anything strange about this sword?" Thorin asked when he saw that

Gandalf's expression had changed.

It seemed that some major change had indeed occurred, Sorin only hoped that

it would not affect his trip to the Lonely Mountain this time.

"Hehe," Carl smiled and explained to the confused crowd for Gandalf, "The

Blade of Morgul was originally called the Blade of Gul, and it was a weapon

held by King Angmar before his death. A sharp sword."

"This sword was jointly made by elves and dwarves. It has shone countless

lights on the battlefield and led the kingdom of Angmar to prosperity."

"However, since King Angmar betrayed his country and the people of Middleearth, and chose to obey Sauron's call, this sword has also become a magic

sword."

"Sauron's dark power is attached to it, coupled with countless blood and

souls of the dead, making it a terrifying murderous sword."

"As long as the sword is pierced into the human body, the sword body will

break, and the dark power will remain in the human body, and ordinary methods

cannot expel these dark erosions from the body."

"In the end, the person who was hit by the sword can only die slowly in

endless pain and struggle."

"So, the undead of Dol Gurdur this time, maybe," Carl said, but stopped

talking.

But at this moment, without him saying much, everyone already understood

the meaning. Did the king of Angmar, no, or the false king of Angmar appear in

Dol Guldur?

Few people in this region would not know the name Angmar.

Because, as a king, he chose to be bewitched by the Lord of the Rings in

order to live forever.

In the end, together with the other nine human kings, they became lackeys

following Sauron and became the notorious ring spirits.

Those in Middle-earth who fought in the war knew it and hated it.

"How is it? Gandalf, what are your plans next?" Karl looked at Gandalf

jokingly.

This news is definitely not good news for Gandalf.

Gandalf looked a little ugly and hesitant.

Thorin looked at the hesitant Gandalf, but frowned slightly. Although he

was worried about this matter, as he said, nothing was as important as his

mission to the Lonely Mountain.

Therefore, he did not want to see Gandalf leave his party.

Gandalf was indeed a little worried. What Karl said was exactly what he

thought. Although the second era ended with Sauron's defeat, the army that

followed him dispersed, and the nine Ringwraiths even more so. It was sealed in

the Rudol High Tomb.

However, the appearance of the Morgul Blade brought alarming information.

Why did this magic sword that should have been sealed together appear? Is

it an accident? still.

Gandalf really didn't want to imagine the worst outcome, so he had to check

it himself to see if it was an accident or it was really as Karl said.

However, looking at Thorin who was frowning, Gandalf thought for a while,

but said, "Let's go, we should continue on our way."

It's not time to leave now, he must at least help these poor dwarves solve

the riddle. There was a trace of worry in Gandalf's eyes, and he took another

step.

Seeing this, Sorin breathed a sigh of relief. It is naturally the best

result for Gandalf to stay.

"What a nosy!" Looking at Gandalf's pitiful look, Karl shook his head.

Gandalf just loves to worry, and he likes to do things that are thankless,

so it's no wonder he is so busy.

However, perhaps only such a Gandalf can make so many people have a good

impression and respect for him.

"However, being the savior is not so easy." Carl thought to himself.

Thinking of Gandalf being beaten to pieces several times in the future, he

indeed began to pray for him, hoping that this good old man would have better

luck because of his arrival.

After telling the news, Ruida Jiasite took his fat and big rabbits and

left, and Karl and the others set foot on the journey again.