The Infinite Plunder of the Movie World

Aware of Ling Mo's gaze, Yawen's gaze fell on Ling Mo's body, looked at it for a long time, smiled lightly, put on the hood of her robe and turned to leave.

"It is the most dazzling jewel of Rivendell, the star of Rivendell. I think King Elrond must agree with me."

, Gandalf came to Ling Mo, with a slightly narrow smile, said to Ling Mo: "That is King Elrond's daughter Arwen, if you want to pick the most splendid star in Rivendell, you obviously have to go first. King Elrond, but it seems that King Elrond has a good impression of you."

"Do you want to fight first?"

Ling Mo joked, and officially entered Rivendell with Gandalf.

The banquet for the guests was set up on the platform where Yawen had appeared before. Ling Mo, who knew what was going on at the banquet, had no interest in the food of the elves, not to mention that he had found something more worthy of his attention. exist.

"I'd rather visit Rivendell than the banquet, if the host here doesn't mind."

The other dwarves had already gone to the banquet first, but Ling Mo, Gandalf, Thorin and the master here, King Elrond, did not rush to go there immediately.

Hearing Ling Mo's words, King Elron shook his head and said, "Rivendell welcomes everyone who likes this place, do you need a guide?"

Ling Mo shook his head and refused, "Comparatively speaking, I prefer to discover surprises myself."

Separated from them, Ling Mo left alone and walked between Rivendell. In this elf's territory, there is no so-called forbidden place. If it is not malicious, in theory, guests can visit any place here at will.

The only person who wants to come to Rivendell is not allowed to be touched by outsiders, maybe only Viya, one of the three elves owned by King Elrond.

He didn't know the way, so Ling Mo just walked wherever he wanted. After walking around for a while, he came to a relatively special hall. It was like a museum belonging to elves. Several creations with commemorative significance to the elves.

Among these exhibits, Ling Mo only recognized one item. A stone sculpture held a stone platform in its hand, and a sword was placed on the stone platform. However, the damage was very serious. The long sword that once had a brilliant record was broken into pieces. several fragments.

And on the wall opposite the sword is a painting depicting the sword's final glory.

"This is a fragment of the holy sword of Nasir."

When Ling Mo picked up this... broken sword, an ethereal voice sounded aside.

Chapter [*] Nasir holy sword

Arwen noticed Ling Mo from the very beginning, from when he returned to Rivendell with King Elrond.

Just looking at it from a distance, she seemed to be able to see the blood that Ling Mo had left behind after the battle. This should have been something she didn't like very much, but it appeared in him so harmoniously that she couldn't help it. Can't be disgusted.

Emotions.

When Yawen stood at a high place and looked at Ling Mo from afar, her heart seemed to be inspired by some kind of encouragement, beating so hard, it was the first time for her who had existed for many years to experience this kind of strangeness. Feel.

What Ling Mo saw, Ya Wen turned and left indifferently, but in fact it was just an appearance she forced herself to make. To be precise, it was an escape.

Arwen didn't understand why, this unknown made him have a faint fear, as if his emotions had escaped his control.

But after turning around and leaving, the shadow of Ling Mo could not be erased from his mind, as if he was always by his side, but he began to regret and left like this.

Thinking that she actually has a better choice, she can stand at the entrance of Rivendell generously, as the owner of the place, know Ling Mo plainly, know his name, and let him know herself.

However, it seems good to meet by chance and come to the highest point of Rivendell alone. Arwen watched this stranger chatting and laughing with his father, and then walked aimlessly in Rivendell independently. Mo's figure was blocked by the building, Yawen felt as if she had lost something, and tried her best to find Ling Mo's figure.

When he did appear, there was a sense of unreasonable satisfaction.

Between the ups and downs of her heart, Arwen quickly left there, she wanted to find that person and know what happened to her.

"This is a fragment of the holy sword of Nasir"

, Arwen came to the hall where the history was displayed, his face had recovered his indifferent expression, he stepped to Ling Mo's side, and said: "The holy sword of Nasir was in the first era by the dwarf craftsman Tarcha in the dwarf city Nuo. Made by Grod.

Thousands of years later, the holy sword passed to Elendil, the son of Amendil, the lord of Andunei in the Númenor Empire, so it is also called the Sword of Elendil."

"At the end of the Second Era, the Holy Sword of Nasir and Elendil arrived in Middle-earth, Elendil was killed by Sauron in the Battle of the Last Alliance, and the Holy Sword was crushed by Sauron.

Isildur the son of Elendil cut off Sauron's finger with the Ring of the One with the shards of the holy sword, defeated Sauron, and this sword ended the Second Age."

Arwen looked at the shard of the holy sword of Nasir and said softly: "Isildur was killed by the Orcs in the plains of Gladden, and his entourage Otah brought the shard of the holy sword of Nasir to Rivendell and gave it to my father. custody."

In the painting behind them, it tells the last scene. Sauron, a big and bright man, was killed by Isildur with a broken sword and blood, not only his fingers were cut off, and he lost his ring. , and directly enter the state of lying dead.

Obviously, a profound truth has been verified again, hesitant!!!.

When Arwen spoke of Isildur, his tone was very complicated, and he didn't know what was going on.

In fact, at that time Isildur had a chance

After all of this, as long as the Lord of the Rings is thrown into the lava, there is no need to worry about Sorin's resurrection again. After all, when Sauron forged the Lord of the Rings, he had injected most of his power into the Lord of the Rings.

But at the last moment, the Lord of the Rings evoked greed and took the Lord of the Rings as his own despite King Elon's dissuasion. At that time, King Elrond, Arwen's father, watched all this but could not stop it.

At this time, the sword in Ling Mo's hand, although it is only a fragment, still has extraordinary significance for Dodo Gondor, the most powerful human being at present. This is almost a symbol of orthodoxy. If we understand it according to our understanding It is like passing on the meaning of the jade seal of the country.

Moreover, Ling Mo still remembers one thing, this sword can summon an army that can be called cheating in this era, an army of undead! It can only attack others, but the enemy's weapon has no way to hurt himself. An army was pulled into the battlefield, almost invincible.

In the last crucial battle of the Lord of the Rings, it was Aragorn who got the holy sword of Nasir recast by King Elrond, and returned with the undead army to turn the tide of the battle, destroying the dead and destroying, and generally destroying the army of orcs.

However, there is a premise. It must be counted only by the orthodox heir of Gondor holding this sword. This sword is at most a proof of identity. What those undead armies need is the approval of the orthodox heir of Gondor, not a sword. The recognition of the sword! Speaking of Aragorn, Ling Mo remembered one thing, in the future, the evening star next to Rivendell eventually became the queen of Aragorn.

Arwen is an elf who is very persistent in her feelings. She did not hesitate to abandon the elf's immortal Chen Wei. After Aragorn's death, Arwen's heart died as well as her body. forget.

However, according to the current time point, Yawen has not met Aragorn yet. This is the most important thing! Putting down the holy sword of Nasir, which was useless to him, Ling Mo looked at Yawen beside him. Perhaps there are many adjectives that can be used to describe Yawen's beauty, but Ling Mo feels that those are not enough to describe Yawen, and now he only thinks of "stars"

The withering of stars may be poignant and beautiful, but Ling Mo hopes to see this evening star blooming with its own brilliance forever.

Arwen has a noble bloodline, both the blood of the three royal families of elves, and the human bloodline inherited from King Elrond. This kind of bloodline allows her to be favored by the gods, and she can choose to become an immortal elf or a human being. s right.

That's right, being a human who will die of old age is a kind of divine favor, a kind of reward.

In this world, death also seems to be a beautiful thing, and immortality is not perfect.

To a certain extent, this makes sense, but for Ling Mo, who is still ready to survive and wants to survive for a long time, he does not agree with this view.

What's more, for him, Arwen gave up his identity as an elf, and no matter how he looked at it, he lacked a bit of charm.

So, Aragorn should go to the side to cool down.

The immortality brought by the identity of Arwen's elf and the immortality brought by Ling Mo because of the vampire virus before, you see, it is a perfect match! Please download the chapter for the ununderlined version of the novel

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Chapter [*] Farce

Arwen has a long life, and the long life gives her time to acquire more knowledge, knowledge gives birth to wisdom, no matter from any point of view, Arwen is a smart elf.

Even though she doesn't have much contact with other races other than elves, the description of ignorance cannot be put on Arwen's body.

However, this does not mean that she knows everything. For feelings, what she has encountered in the past is family, friendship, etc., and the most direct feelings between men and women appear more in various stories and legends. The new emotion was felt by herself, and she was even terrified of it for a time.

"Has anyone admired your beauty?"

Compared with the useless Nasir holy sword, Ling Mo was only interested in Yawen next to him.

Arwen nodded lightly, "A lot."

Ling Mo smiled and said, "But I still have to say it again, you are really beautiful, ma'am."

"How many people have you said this to?"

Arwen returned his words.

Ling Mo said: "There are many, but this is the first time for an elves."

"I appreciate your calmness, but don't you understand that being too calm is bad?"

Ling Mo shrugged and said lightly, "Then can I take my words back now?"

"It's too late."

There was a smile in Arwen's eyes, she thought it was very interesting.

The same words can always lead to different results in different situations. If Arwen hadn't had a good impression of Ling Mo from the beginning, then this was an unpleasant distraction, but now it is called calm.

Ling Mo lightly grabbed Yawen's palm, put it lightly on Yawen's fingertips, and immediately let go..., "First meeting, Ling Mo."

"Arwen."

When Ling Mo grabbed her right hand, Yawen felt that she should run away, but her original thoughts made her do nothing. When Ling Mo let go... Instead, she felt reluctant to let go, as if there were still Ling Mo left on her fingertips. temperature below.

"A name as beautiful as you"

, Ling Mo lightly brushed the black hair that fell on Yawen's shoulders, and immediately rubbed the silky face with her fingertips, looked into Yawen's eyes and said, "I also like the other name they call you, Evening Star."

The elf's tall slenderness makes Yawen stand in front of Ling Mo with almost no difference in height. If Yawen wears high heels, I'm afraid she still needs to look down at Ling Mo.

Yawen's eyes dodged Ling Mo's gaze, her face felt a slight coolness because of Ling Mo's touch, her breathing could not help speeding up a bit, but it did not stop Ling Mo's movements.

Looking away, Arwen asked, "Should I be with your friends?"

"The boring banquet hall has never attracted me, it is a banquet you will not attend"

, Ling Mo let go... Ya Wen, smiled and said, "As the owner of this place, can you show me this beauty?"

"Happy to serve."

As if everything had happened before, Yawen regained her mood and introduced the collections in this hall to Ling Mo. Each collection represents a piece of history inscribed by Rivendell, from the distant first era to the present. The third era, and Arwen, the narrator, is also the experiencer.

Leaving the hall to the outside terrace, the location here overlooks the scenery of Rivendell, and the warm sunset sun adorns the place with a touch of gold.

"Look, that's why I don't go to the banquet, if there are multiple dwarves participating in the banquet, they can easily turn the banquet into a main event.

human disaster."

Ling Mo looked at the platform below where the banquet was held for the dwarves, and joked to Yawen.

Arwen looked down, laughed dumbly, and said helplessly, "Dwarves have always been like this."

It's hard for others to say, anyway, King Elon, who was sitting in the master position of the banquet table at this time, was about to scold his mother at this time.

There are many warriors among elves, but this group is generally quiet and elegant, whether it is their eating habits or music, etc. However, in the eyes of elves, high-level banquets are simply torture for dwarves.

Look at what's on the plate, green vegetables, all kinds of green vegetables, and they are basically untreated, making them almost think that the fairy door is raising rabbits.

The peaceful music in my ears is even worse, I almost fall asleep listening to it.

The most important thing is that the dwarves have no idea what to do.

Almost everything they did was against Gandalf's words.