Chapter 369 Return



Chapter 369 Returns

"Take the road near the Water City."

Frodo, distressed by the screams and howls of the Ringwraiths, made a decision.

The relatively hidden underground route near the Water City is naturally Moria.

Frodo did not know the specific situation of this place. In fact, he made this decision because of the name of Water City. This city built by Levi subconsciously made him give it more trust.

Love for the place extends to the dog, so much so that 'Moria near the water city' seems more believable.

Rather than the Pass of Rohan and Gondor.

Boromir's heart sank, but he quickly composed himself and fulfilled his promise.

In any case, he had said that Gondor would support the actions of the Ring Bearer, and he represented Gondor, so he could not lose face at this time.

After many twists and turns, they finally embarked on their journey south. They moved quickly along the road of the roadside fort, crossed the Water City, and arrived at the outpost of Eregion.

"There's nothing wrong around here, everything is normal."

The outpost ranger gave the information.

The entire journey from the Misty Mountains to here was under the absolute protection of the Free City, so it was quite smooth.

"Originally, the Anduin Valley should be like this. If you are tired, you can just sleep on the road. The only threat is that you might feel cold if you don't cover yourself with a blanket."

"but…"

Gandalf frowned as he recalled the message a bird had conveyed to him before he left.

"Mordor sent a total of no less than 50,000 troops to attack the North and South Rivers and the Anduin Valley. There were at least three Ringwraiths as well. It was simply crazy."

"He definitely doesn't want to see what the Free Cities will do when they realize what's going on."

At the residents' meeting in Midway Town, most people were in favor of entering Mordor and capturing Sauron alive to interrogate Levi.

Based on Gandalf's understanding of many territories over the years, when the mayor of Midway Town meets with other regional managers, he will definitely bring up this matter, because this is also public opinion, and even if he personally does not support it, he has to mention it.

"But they held on and even prevailed."

Compared with Gandalf, Boromir cares more about the strength comparison between the two sides.

That's 50,000 Orcs and Uruks, not to mention at least three Ringwraiths leading them.

This configuration can fight all the way from Osgiliath to White City. Even if White City can be defended, there will definitely be considerable losses in the end.

But in the Free Cities, the territorial coalition forces gathered in just a few days and overwhelmed the powerful army of Mordor. If they were given more time to recruit manpower, they might be able to fight back.

This comparison is so hurtful.

This is when Levi is not here. If he were here, would they have already reached the Black Gate by now? "Let's go in."

Gandalf called everyone to go to Moria.

"I have walked this road to Moria several times. If we are lucky enough, we can see the campfire and marks left by Levi. These marks will guide us to the other side smoothly."

"Then..." Pippin was about to say something, but Merry beside him immediately covered his mouth.

"What?" Gandalf looked back at him unkindly.

"It's all right, Gandalf, we'll be fine." Merry answered for Pippin.

So Pippin was spared a scolding.

Gimli patted them on the shoulders and said, "Come on, boys."

"Go and see our lost home."

Will it go smoothly?

Pippin, who was forced to remain silent, looked at Gandalf, who was walking in front with a worried look on his face, and always felt as if something was about to happen.

When they came to a well-preserved bonfire engraved with Levi's personal coat of arms, Gandalf suddenly spoke in a mysterious voice: "The noise left over from ancient times always needs to be cleaned up, and wizards have this responsibility."

"My presentiment is growing stronger, Aragorn."

"What?" Aragorn looked confused.

"Nothing, I just thought I could handle this little noise. Well, compared to the huge hidden noise in the north, it's really small."

"Take care of Frodo, and the hobbits behind you, we should set off."

After resting for a while at the campfire, everyone got up and continued on their way.

A fire is burning deep beneath the earth.

It rose slowly following the footsteps of the crowd.

“A-choo!”

Located in the deepest part of the world - a place that almost does not belong to Arda, in a prison shrouded in gray-black fog, Levi's nose suddenly itched for no reason, and he felt that the air here was really turbid. Just breathing put him on the verge of poisoning.

Suffocating.

With this level of pollution, taking a deep breath right now will definitely add a poison buff for one or two seconds.

At this moment, Levi has entered the ruins of an era fortress that is earlier than the First Era.

Judging from the current position, it is probably deeper than the bottom of the central ocean.

All the remaining resources after the fortress of Utumno built by Morgoth was destroyed are probably here.

In fact, even if left alone, nothing will happen for a long time, even for several epochs, because the things here will never be able to get out by their own power.

But it’s hard to say what will happen after Morgoth returns.

According to prophecy, he will return at the world's weakest moment, triggering a doomsday battle to destroy and reorganize the world.

Then we'll have something to play with.

But...

Levi pulled out the dragon flame steel sword that was stuck in the corpse of a fire demon, stood up, and slowly walked down the mountain-like pile of corpses.

At this moment, there was nothing else moving here except Levi.

Utumno, empty.

Let Morgoth, who returns in the future, be alone.

"So, how am I supposed to get back?"

Dig through the ground directly, or try to find a way out? Just as Levi had this idea in his mind, a beam of white light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The light in it was calling him, and following that call, Levi suddenly realized that this light could take him somewhere, some sacred place.

Without hesitation, he stepped into it, allowing his figure to be completely submerged in the beam of light.

——

The vision was submerged in the endless white, and the feeling was so mysterious that it was hard to describe.

Maybe it was just a moment, or maybe it was a very long time. In short, in this vague perception of time, Levi came to a magnificent and clean hall and stayed here for a while.

In this brief moment of pause, he saw a scene projected from nowhere.

It seemed to be somewhere on the top of a mountain, in a high tower, a gray-robed wizard was fighting an evil monster that was burning with flames.

What else could that monster be but a Balrog? The battle was earth-shattering and extremely fierce—at least from the perspective of mortals.

On the deserted mountain top, the gray-robed wizard no longer concealed his power, and the fire demon also fought back vigorously, continuously unleashing terrifying attacks.

The top of the mountain seemed to be shrouded in a storm, and the battle between the two inevitably affected the Tower of Durin standing on it. The tower cracked with the roar and the shock of power, and turned into large pieces of debris that fell down and shattered.

The battle lasted for two full days and two nights.

When Gandalf finally thrust Glamdring into the Balrog's chest, ending his life, nothing remained of Durin's Tower, completely destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.

The road from underground to the ruins of Durin's Tower on the mountain top was also blocked by fallen building debris.

No longer would the dwarves have to wonder what the state of Durin's Tower was like atop Mount Moria, for Gandalf would tell them that the tower was indeed ruined.

As for the source of this news, he probably won't say much.

Through some kind of wonderful God's perspective, or what Levi prefers to call 'spectator mode', he saw that Gandalf also breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the death of the Balrog, and then suddenly fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

The breathing became weaker and weaker.

His strength was exhausted, not a single bit was left, so much so that he could not even sustain his life.

Gandalf ultimately failed to survive.

His breath was gone—he literally died of exhaustion.

At this moment, the being that called Levi here made some movements, and Gandalf's soul was recalled.

As the only one of the five wizards who remained loyal to his mission from beginning to end without wavering or going astray, he was allowed by Yiru to return to the human world and was allowed to use more power as a Maia without being restricted like before.

In a trance, Gandalf, whose consciousness was reconnected, felt the pull from the root of existence. He felt that a great existence was calling him and giving him a new mission.

That is the creator of the world, the one and only God, the omniscient and omnipotent creator, Ilúvatar.

So he accepted it devoutly.

However, while accepting the mission, Gandalf subconsciously frowned, an act that was extremely disrespectful to the Creator.

The Creator did not pay attention to this small detail and He continued to play the music as usual.

The reason why Gandalf did this was because he sensed that, in addition to the Creator, there was another very familiar being watching him.

"Levi!"

On the top of the mountain, Gandalf suddenly opened his eyes and called out the name with a little surprise.

Why is he there!? (End of this chapter)

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