Falsifying history is good business

Occasionally, flames would move across the hillside; they were the surviving orcs running around with the flames, desperately seeking help that would never come.

Lin You's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness, and the castle became clearer and clearer.

The closer we got to the castle, the heavier the ominous and depressing atmosphere became. Just as the good and evil in this world would materialize, psychological feelings would often become physical.

It was a complex of stone buildings built on a hill. One could vaguely see that the various fortresses built by the orc army in the Demon Hunter world were more or less based on the characteristics of this complex.

Just by looking at the remains of the castle, one can imagine how majestic it once was. However, after thousands of years of wind and rain, even the stones will gradually decay due to weathering and water erosion, not to mention that it is always immersed in a certain evil atmosphere.

In the present-day ancient castle, you cannot find a decent roof on most of the buildings. Only the stubbornly standing walls and some remnants of floors that have not completely collapsed are left.

Starting from Lin You's feet, the closer the trees in the forest got to the castle, the more hideous they looked. The dry and twisted branches seemed to be craving for something, and the branches of the strange trees on the hillside were leaning and stretching towards the direction of the castle.

Lin You's body flew into the air and he looked around. The same pattern appeared before his eyes; the farther away from the castle, the brighter the sky was, and the sun could be seen shining on the farthest hilltop.

Although they were in the same forest, the area around the castle was always covered by dark clouds that were so thick that they blocked out all light, as if it was always in a deep dark night. The brighter the place, the more normal the trees looked, and the gradually lush treetops in the distance indicated the gradually flourishing vitality.

Even plants were affected, let alone intelligent life. The closer he got to the castle, the more Lin You felt a strange depression in his heart.

"According to the story of The Lord of the Rings, the earliest demon king in this world was actually born from the thoughts of the creator god. He was originally the first group of gods in the world, collectively known as the 'Valar'. However, later one of the Valar fell into the demon king, called Morgoth, and became an enemy of the other Valar born at the same time... As for Sauron, he was Morgoth's most capable servant. After Morgoth's defeat, he inherited most of his legacy and became the new generation of dark demon king."

The author tapped his head lightly, trying to find the few memories he had about the Lord of the Rings. Tolkien's story themes and worldview are very grand, and his literary level is not comparable to children's literature such as Harry Potter. However, in terms of global popularity, it is indeed not as good as the latter.

For example, Lin You's knowledge of the Lord of the Rings story is limited to the few adapted movies he has seen; and even after watching the movies, he is still confused about many of the contents involved, such as the historical background and geographical location.

The only thing that seems to have left the deepest impression on me is that wizards in this world all like to play with swords.

OK, that was just an internet joke.

Strictly speaking, in the world of The Lord of the Rings, there is no "magic" that can be learned and mastered as people know it. The so-called "wizards" in the story are actually "Maia" born from the consciousness of the Creator God. To some extent, they can be regarded as the "gods" or "angels" of this world, second only to the "Vara". The "magic"-like skills used by "wizards" are more like the application of natural laws or knowledge; that is the innate knowledge given by the Creator God, not magic skills that can be mastered by learning spells.

Precisely because the "wizards" are all creations of the God of Creation, Gandalf, who looks old and trembles when he walks, can transform into a "Sword Master" at any time and fight his way in and out of the three armies.

"And then there's... fuck, it seems like that's all I know." Lin You kept knocking his head against the city wall, but couldn't come up with anything more.

So, where is this castle? Where is this forest?

Since it was Sauron who met Dandelion, and this castle doesn't look like a wizard's tower, this shouldn't be the lair of Saruman the White in the second movie?

Is that Mordor, Sauron's lair where the final battle of the trilogy takes place?
It doesn’t look like it!
Lin You looked left and right, but didn't see the impressive big eyeball in the movie. Moreover, Mordor should be a group of well-fortified fortresses, not the dilapidated and desolate appearance before his eyes.

So… the castle that appeared in The Hobbit trilogy? What was it called? Even a true god couldn’t find a memory that had never been saved in his brain; the Lord of the Rings trilogy was fine, but I only watched The Hobbit trilogy sporadically on video websites, and I had no memory of the castle at all.

While Lin You was still racking his brains, bursts of noisy sounds coming from the forest in the distance attracted his attention.

Looking down from the top of the hill, you can see that the treetops are shaking and tilting abnormally; and this abnormality is in a straight line from far to near, approaching the hill where the castle is like falling dominoes.

It was obvious that something was moving towards the hill at high speed under the tree canopy; judging from the height of the tree itself and the shaking amplitude of the tree canopy, although it was unknown what kind of monster it was, it must be quite large, otherwise it would not have caused such a big noise.

As the "dominoes" fell, the noise became louder and louder. The "crackling" sound of branches being pulled off and the "rustling" sound of leaves rubbing against each other when shaking were intertwined, completely breaking the deathly silence under the dark clouds.

Lin You's eyes were focused, holding the scepter in his hand, ready for battle; the next moment, the "monster" in the dense forest jumped out, and it turned out to be a long line of...rabbits running in a line?
This group of rabbits had uniform gray fur, and there were about seven or eight of them. Each one was nearly one meter long, which was consistent with Lin You's previous judgment that they were "huge in size."

With the help of the Gold Saint's extraordinary dynamic vision, Lin You also saw that all these rabbits were hung with rigging similar to saddle ropes. The so-called "running in a line" was actually controlled by someone.

Just behind the line of giant rabbits, a land sled made of wood, which looked simple but was actually sturdy, was pulled by them out of the dense forest.

A flimsy "car" cannot be driven into the forest.

The rabbit that rushed out of the dense forest did not rush straight up the mountain, but turned nimbly at the foot of the mountain and stopped at the foot of the mountain with the land sled in a wonderful drifting action.

"Bambi, I've told you many times not to stop at a sharp turn."

An old but full-bodied voice came from the cart. There was only one old man on the land sled, and it was he who was "reprimanding" the rabbit pulling the cart.

The visitor did not notice Lin You at the foot of the city wall, but Lin You could look at the other person at will.

In Lin You's eyes, the old man on the sled could only be described as "sloppy". He was only wearing a brown robe, and he couldn't even tell whether the robe was brown in itself or had turned brown because it hadn't been washed for a long time.

The old man had a tattered leather hat on his head, with gray hair showing from under the brim, tied into clumps; on the side of his forehead was a piece of shiny, white and green paste that covered a large area of ​​his hair, and no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a ball of bird droppings.

Under Lin You's gaze, the old man in brown robe jumped off the sled, revealing nimble hands and feet that did not match his age; in his hand he held a long wooden staff that was slightly taller than himself, with a crystal on the top.

A giant rabbit... a land sled... a scruffy old man in a brown robe.

Lin You quickly found the corresponding target in his memory - Radagast the Brown; like Gandalf, he was another "Maia" who lived in Middle-earth as a wizard.

Radagast climbed up from the foot of the mountain; he never noticed Lin You's existence, so when he suddenly saw a pair of human feet in front of him, he was so scared that he screamed, his body swayed, and he almost rolled down the hillside again. (End of this chapter)