bookbashuk Chapter 243 Supreme Lord of the Rings: I Accept
Chapter 243 Supreme Lord of the Rings: I Accept
In Middle-earth, from Loen in the east to the west, there are the Lonely Mountain Kingdom, the Valley State, and the Woodland Kingdom in the north. In the middle, there are Lothlórien, the land of the elves, and Fangorn Forest, the land of the Treants. Duo, and the dark land of Mordor.
Further to the west, beyond the dividing line of the Misty Mountains, there is a vast expanse of wilderness and forests where the Dúnedain wander. Among them is a piece of isolated land, which is the Shelton where the Hobbits live.
An ordinary day for Charles.
Dim morning.
The dark sky seemed to be about to drop down, and the hot and humid air made the hobbits frown, complaining as they hurriedly packed up the clothes to dry in the yard.
"Frodo, it seems that there will be a super heavy rainstorm. Do you want to come to my house for dinner at noon today?" The young man named Sam lay on the grass and looked up at the impenetrable dark clouds, with a carefree expression on his face.
Beside, Frodo, equally leisurely, crossed his legs, with a sprig of foxtail in his mouth, and an open book of stories on his breast.
The former is 19 years old and the latter is 34 years old. There is not a small difference in age. In fact, there is not much generation gap. The main reason is that the living environment has created the character.
Hobbits reach adulthood at 33 years old, which directly proves that their average life expectancy exceeds that of ordinary humans.
"Certainly, but I cannot stay the night and go back," answered Frodo.
Sam propped his head sideways, and whispered curiously, "What kind of property did your uncle leave you for you to guard at home every day? A gemstone from a siren, or a box of gold from a dwarf?"
"It is Bag End, and all that is in it," said Frodo, and could not help thinking of the ring that Gandalf had solemnly confessed to.
The single-ring ring with no bright spots, no matter how ordinary it looks, looks like a child's toy, but why, Gandalf will let himself hide it, and no matter what happens, he can't wear it on his finger?
Frodo could not understand it, but he obeyed obediently.
"My second uncle went to sell goods at the northern homeless market yesterday, do you know what he heard?" Sam pretended to be mysterious.
"What? Don't be fooled," urged Frodo, too lazy to guess.
Sam sat up straight, "Smaug, the rumored fire dragon, has been resurrected!"
Frodo also stood up in surprise. "But didn't my uncle say that he saw Smaug shot dead by Bard the Dragonslayer? How could he come back to life?"
Sam shrugged honestly, "I didn't know, I heard that Smaug went to the evil Loen, beat countless brutal Dongyi people to death, and even had a fierce battle with ugly orcs!"
Frodo was immediately puzzled. The dragon clan has always had a bad reputation in Middle-earth, and they have always been synonymous with greed and tyranny. It stands to reason that they are a nest of snakes and rats with those evil forces. How could they become partners of justice?
While the two were chatting, drops of pea-sized rain fell unknowingly, pouring the two of them onto their heads and covering their faces.
The two of them were not annoyed either. Wet, they chased after each other on the mountain path and returned to Sam's house.
The small but warm room is filled with a sense of security. A stone pot with two ears is boiling hot spice vegetable soup, and the boiling bubbles send out a rich aroma, filling every corner.
Sam's mom sliced a curvy smoked sausage on the same dinner plate as several donut-shaped kibble bread.
She glanced back, "You two hurry up and wash your hands and feet, and get ready for lunch."
Sam's father was the gardener of old Bilbo who served in Bag End, and Sam inherited his father's job as Frodo's gardener, so the relationship between the two is master-servant and friend, of course the latter is more, and neither is Frodo Treat it like a servant.
Sam's family completely regards Frodo as their relatives.
creak~
Sam's father pushed the door open and took off his soaked coat, "It's raining so hard, the sky is as dark as twelve o'clock in the evening, Sam, when the rain stops, you can go and get the bags at Bag End." The garden is pruned and pruned, and there must be petals all over the ground."
Inexplicably, everyone looked out of the window at the same time, and the dark sky streaked across the terrifying thunder and lightning from time to time, and the tumbling dark clouds seemed to gather lingering ghosts.
A fear sprouted in the bottom of my heart, and the four of them felt indescribably depressed.
"Eh? Something seems to be moving there!" cried Frodo, startled, and pointing to the distant sky.
"Has the wind moved the clouds? Don't scare me." Sam shuddered.
"Eat and eat, you should drink some hot soup in this bad weather." Sam's mother brought bowls of fragrant thick soup, instantly diluting the fear of several people.
As Sam took the lead in launching the offensive, the atmosphere at the dinner table was exaggerated, and the violent storm outside the house made people feel at ease.
However, not until Sam glanced casually at the window.
"what--"
……
"Why is this kid yelling so loud~"
Chu Xin put his burning right eye close to the window, and peeped at the four people in the room through the glass window.
Assured that Frodo was inside, he knocked on the wooden door very politely with a fingerbone.
Bang bang!
It's a pity, I don't know if he was too strong or the door was too brittle, and it collapsed together with the door frame. The bitter cold wind rushed into the house, making the four of them messy, and the biting cold air made them aware of all this. Not an illusion.
A terrifying skull is staring at them with weird eyes!
It's just that the head is so huge, so the whole body can't be compared to a castle?
"Back off!"
Sam's father guarded the three of them behind, picked up the small knife on the table tremblingly, and confronted Chu Xin with a pale face.
"What the hell is that~" Sam's mother almost moaned.
Because their vision is limited, they are completely watching the sky from a well, so they cannot tell what is outside the window.
"Run, run~" Frodo quickly opened the back door, dragging mother Sam and her son out.
Sam's father followed, and the slippery grass made him fall and eat shit.
The torrential rain continued, and the strong wind slapped their cheeks with raindrops, blurring their vision.
Whoa!
With a sound of flapping their wings, the four who turned their heads stayed in place in a daze, looking up at the pale Skeletal Dragon from ear to ear.
"I have a bold guess." Sam said bitterly.
"Me too." Frodo's mouth twitched.
At this moment, almost all the residents of Shartun saw Chu Xin soaring into the sky.
The stunned faces pressed against the window, and the clear roar of the dragon and the real picture all told them that it was not the dragon fireworks lit by Gandalf in front of them.
"The rumored reanimated dragon, Smaug!" Sam's second uncle walked out of the room in shock, covering his forehead in disbelief.
The people who hadn't been slowed down at all went out one after another, regardless of the rain getting wet.
Boom!
Chu Xin jumped down and stood in front of Frodo and the others, stepping out of two huge pits on the road in the central square of Shire with both feet.
He lowered his head slowly, staring straight at the trembling Frodo, "I have no malice, I just came to fetch an item."
Frodo's brain was bewildered, and he could not think of any treasure in himself that was worthy of being coveted by the dragon.
"Hey, what does it want, give it quickly, it's important to save our lives first~ don't provoke it." Sam reminded in a low voice.
Suddenly, Frodo remembered the inconspicuous ring.
But Gandalf's repeated exhortations echoed in his mind, and he struggled into hesitation.
"Your choice will affect my attitude towards you. That item will only bring you and your friends bad luck, or even death," Chu Xin looked around fiercely, threatening without concealment, "For example, now , Ring and Shire, choose one."
Such a heavy choice made Frodo stumble immediately.
He realized that what he said next would determine the fate of the hobbits.
One side is Gandalf's entrustment, and the other side is the life and death of the tribe.
There is no need for any hesitation on this question.
"Well, I will give it to you, but you must promise that no one will be hurt!" cried Frodo courageously.
The angle and height he stood at were different, and his choice was within Chu Xin's expectations.
"I promise, leave Shire as soon as I get it." Chu Xin replied.
It would be wiser to do so than to kill the hobbits directly, after all, even if all the hobbits were killed, he would not know where Frodo hid the One Ring.
What's more, Chu Xin is not a homicidal maniac with a twitching brain, and he will not engage in meaningless, aimless, and profitless killings.
"Follow me, I have not brought with me." Frodo went out alone.
"Frodo~" cried Sam worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Frodo gave his friend a comforting look, but in the next second his face changed drastically and he screamed directly.
call!
Because Chu Xin picked him up with one paw, and then he jumped over the mountain and came to Bag End Cave, which is relatively high.
Frodo didn't say anything, he pushed the door open, turned his head and said, "Wait for me outside."
Chu Xin waited patiently, knowing that Frodo would not take the lives of the whole clan as a trifling matter.
No, a few minutes later, Frodo came out with a small box in his arms, and said with complicated emotions, "You swear by Smaug's name that you will never break your promise!"
"The little guy is very courageous," Chu Xin said without hesitation, "Okay, if I, Smaug, break my promise, I will be smashed to pieces, and there will be no bones left."
Frodo was also a little stunned. Why is this dragon so different from the rumored description?Has it always been this polite?Could it be the reason why he lost his brain after resurrection?
"What is it?" asked Frodo.
"Evil things that bring bad luck and death." Chu Xin explained vaguely.
Then he told Frodo to open it.
When the lid was lifted, the golden Supreme Lord of the Rings was printed in Chu Xin's eyes for the first time.
Boom~ boom!
Just looking at it, Chu Xin felt a nuclear bomb exploded in his mind, and the illusory scalding scorched his soul.
The moment Chu Xin stretched out his finger to touch, there was a loud and magical sound chattering in his ears, like countless ecstatic tentacles spreading out from the abyss, entangled Chu Xin from head to toe, trying to penetrate every pore and occupy him. body and mind.
hum!
A huge burning demon eye loomed in front of his eyes.
In an instant, all the senses became empty, and the vision and hearing from far and near caused the whole world to sway, the mood suddenly became wild, the temper was violent, cold and bloodthirsty.
An inexplicable thought came to me: Put on that ring, get it, and I will get the most precious thing in the world!Take it away quickly, the dwarf in front of you is a nasty thief, kill him, kill him quickly, and then you can monopolize the treasure!Quick, quick, quick, he is about to run away with the baby, you only have one chance!Kill him kill him kill him!
All kinds of evil thoughts are like wildfire bathed in a strong wind, swaying and growing wantonly.
"Is this the whisper of Cthulhu?" Chu Xin, who came back to his senses, whispered to himself.
With such a violent and continuous spiritual impact, it is no wonder that few people can resist the temptation and bewitchment of the Supreme Lord of the Rings.
However, from Chu Xin’s point of view, it’s okay~
It’s impossible to say that there is no impact at all, it’s impossible, you will really feel upset, like a large group of flies “buzzing” around the body 360°, no matter how you wave your hands, you can’t get rid of it.
However, for Chu Xin, it was only the first ten seconds or so that was particularly serious.
Gradually, it miraculously adapted to a lot until it had no effect.
He guessed that it was time and time again, forging his spirit, will, and soul to be as solid as a rock, and adding different character cards to superimpose the thickness of the soul, which was strengthened in many ways, and he himself He is very tenacious, otherwise he would not be able to seamlessly switch between "stable" and "waves", let alone recover himself from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Even a Maya demigod like Gandalf dare not touch the Supreme Lord of the Rings at will, for fear of being controlled by evil spirits. After all, Sauron is among the best among the Maya, with extremely strong comprehensive strength.
Of course, it doesn't mean that Chu Xin's soul is invincible, it just means that Sauron's magic ring alone is far from being able to harm him.
In this world, if one wanted to traumatize Chu Xin's soul level, the Protoss had to end it himself.
At this moment, the Supreme Lord of the Rings with a little self-awareness wanted to blurt out ten thousand cordial greetings.
It has never met a person with such high adaptability and immunity!
How lucky is he?
In the past few hundred years, how did you meet someone with superior magic resistance?
After all, the Supreme Lord of the Rings needs to bewitch the ring-bearer to put it on himself, so that he can connect with the distant Sauron, and then locate and track it, otherwise Sauron will not be able to perceive the Lord of the Rings alone.
Both Bilbo and Frodo have high magic resistance, and their resistance to magic is extraordinary, which makes the Supreme Lord of the Rings very depressed, and they feel that they really fell into the hands of these uncles and nephews.
The arrival of Chu Xin surprised the Lord of the Rings, thinking that there would be a good turning point, as long as Chu Xin was bewitched, he would be reduced to a walking corpse-like ring spirit, and then he would be controlled to go to Mordor and he would be done.
It's a pity that things backfired. Chu Xin did receive a mental shock at the beginning, but after a short period of adaptation and confrontation, his thick and strong soul completely formed a defensive barrier against the Lord of the Rings.
If the Supreme Lord of the Rings could talk, he would have swearing a long time ago!
"What are you going to do with it?" Perhaps it was because of Chu Xin's friendly communication that Frodo couldn't help asking more questions.
"The less you know, the safer and happier you will be." Chu Xin perfectly suppressed the evil thoughts that had been sprouting in his heart, and twisted the Supreme Lord of the Rings from the box with two fingertips.
Frodo tied the ring with an iron chain, and Chu Xin directly hung it on a small bone on the inside of his breastbone, tied it hard, and then flapped his wings violently a few times to make sure he would not be thrown out .
"Are you really Smaug?" Frodo asked suspiciously.
"The former Smaug is dead. Although I am Smaug, I am completely different." Chu Xin said.
Generally speaking, he doesn't like and is unwilling to inherit the grievances and sins of his predecessor, which makes him feel uncomfortable that he is a big wronged.
Frodo digested Chu Xin's answer, and realized that the skeleton dragon in front of him seemed quite reasonable.
Huhu~
Just when he was about to ask something, Chu Xin had already spread his wings and disappeared without a trace under the surprise attention of countless hobbits who survived the catastrophe.
With his departure, the boundless dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the storm also stopped. If it weren't for the chapped depression on the square, it seemed that everyone had a thrilling nightmare together. (end of this chapter)