Dui plans to use this pot of mandrake to keep seeds. After it blooms and bears fruit, it will produce magic seeds. As long as he finds a piece of land with abundant magic to plant it, Dui will not need to use magic to water it and transform it. What grows will be the magical plant mandrake.

And the cry of Mandrake can also play an unexpected role at certain times.

Dewy set out from Bag End in a carriage pulled by Derpy the pony as usual, and Bilbo and Gandalf also shared a space in the carriage.

As for the dwarves, there were too many of them to fit in, so they could only walk to the village first, and then set off on horseback from the Green Dragon Inn.

After a brief stay at the Green Dragon Inn, everyone continued on their journey, heading straight east along East-West Avenue.

After walking for several days, we crossed the Brandywine Bridge and finally left the Shire.

When they passed the Old Wood, Dewi stopped for a moment and went into the wood with Gandalf. They cut a branch from a vine called Huorn and then left the wood amid the angry rustling of the trees.

He had previously promised to make a wand for Gandalf, and this piece of vine wood was the wand shaft he chose for Gandalf.

Because Gandalf's staff is made of grapevine wood, Dui does not need to use different types of wood to adapt it to Gandalf. It is most appropriate to directly choose grapevine wood.

Thorin was somewhat dissatisfied with Due and Gandalf's behavior of leaving halfway and delaying the journey, but apart from looking a little unhappy, he didn't say much.

The group continued to move forward and soon arrived at the area of ​​the ancient mound.

Because of the delay in the old forest, the group was unable to leave the ancient tomb area before dark, so they had to choose to rest temporarily in an open space.

"Everyone, be careful tonight. Although this place is not close to the Barrow-Downs, we still have to be on guard against the appearance of wights." Gandalf reminded everyone seriously.

Everyone became alert after hearing this. Bilbo also held his dagger tightly and looked around, feeling that a corpse monster would rush out of the darkness at any time.

Thorin was even more dissatisfied. He glanced at Gandalf and Dewi and snorted coldly, "If you hadn't entered the Old Forest on the way and delayed us for so long, we would have left the Barrow-Downs by now and wouldn't have had to be so cautious!"

Dui frowned. If it weren't for the deal with Thorin, sometimes he really didn't want to bother with this guy.

Gandalf was not angry at Thorin's accusation, but still apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, Doir was generous enough to make a wand for me, but I was a little impatient, so I dragged Doir to the old forest to find suitable wood."

"But there's no need to worry too much. Corpses generally don't leave the vicinity of the ancient tomb easily, so we just need to remain vigilant."

"Okay, I'll prepare something for you so that everyone can have a good night's rest." Dui also stood up and waved his wand.

The carriage quickly deformed and expanded, turning into a yurt large enough to accommodate everyone. The grass on the ground turned into a thick and soft blanket, and the leaves turned into green sleeping bags.

Seeing the changes that happened with Dui's wave of his hand, everyone was stunned and shocked.

"Am I drunk? Or am I hallucinating?" Bombur, the fattest of the dwarves, asked in confusion, feeling a little dizzy.

The other dwarves also widened their eyes and couldn't help but touch the changing objects around them with their hands. After confirming the real touch, they were even more shocked.

Thorin was also very shocked. He stared at Dui, not knowing what to say. He found that Dui's ability had exceeded his cognition.

Bilbo, on the other hand, was relatively calm. After all, he had witnessed all kinds of magical spells of Dewi before, so he accepted it well.

Gandalf looked around, then picked up a sleeping bag and said cheerfully, "It seems we are all blessed for the rest of our journey. It will be much more comfortable to stay in an inn than in these conditions!"

Dui didn't stop casting spells. He continued to cast spells around the yurt before saying to everyone, "Alright, everyone, go inside and rest. I've set up a magic barrier around it. No need to stay up all night. We can continue our journey tomorrow morning when it's light."

After witnessing Dui's magical magic, everyone had no objection to his words and went into the yurt to rest.

At midnight, snoring sounded like thunder in the yurt.

Thick dark clouds covered the sky in darkness.

Outside the yurt, apart from the sound of horses chewing grass, the surroundings were completely silent, without even the chirping of insects.

I don't know when,

A chill came over me and the temperature around me dropped rapidly.

The fog appeared inexplicably and approached the yurt silently, as if to swallow it up.

A dozen or so ponies outside the yurt suddenly became restless, kicking the ground with their hooves and blowing air out of their noses, trying to break free from the reins.

Suddenly, a tall black shadow rushed out from the fog at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, ignoring the frightened and restless horses, and rushed directly towards the yurt.

It smelled the scent of living people from the yurt, and a lot of living people.

Just as the corpse demon showed a ferocious smile, thinking that it would break into the yurt and rush in to kill people in the next second, it ran into an invisible and solid barrier.

The huge impact force caused the corpse demon to bounce back directly, and also caused ripples in the invisible barrier.

Chapter 43: The Demonic Corpse

"What's wrong! What happened?" The loud noise woke up everyone in the yurt.

"Be alert! There are enemies!" Gandalf quickly stood up, grabbed his staff and shouted loudly. The gem on the top of the staff emitted a dazzling white light, illuminating the tent.

The dwarves also drew their weapons, whether daggers, axes, or hammers.

Bilbo was suddenly awakened from his sleep and was very frightened. Having never seen such a scene before, he quickly imitated the dwarves and drew out his dagger, feeling very nervous.

Dui woke up when the magic barrier was attacked. He drew his wand and shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! I've set up a magic barrier outside. The enemy can't get in for now!"

After saying this, he immediately rushed out of the yurt and came outside, followed by Gandalf and the others.

"It's a zombie!"

Everyone saw the tall black shadow not far away and exclaimed in surprise.

When Dui saw the corpse demon, he was no less shocked than everyone else.

He clearly remembered that the expedition team had never encountered a corpse demon, so why was it different from what he remembered?

Could it be the butterfly effect of myself as a time traveler?

When the corpse demon saw everyone, he became even more excited and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards everyone again.

"Prepare for battle!" Thorin shouted, raising his sword.

The other dwarves also raised their weapons, ready to charge.

"Petrify them all!" Without giving the dwarf a chance to attack, Dui skillfully cast a petrification spell on the corpse demon, then shot out a dagger from his waist, instantly piercing through the corpse demon's head.

The dagger was a weapon forged by the last prince of the Kingdom of Cardolan to fight against the Witch-king of Angmar. It has the ability to restrain the power of darkness. Now that it is used to fight against the wights, the effect is naturally immediate.

The corpse demon let out an unwilling roar, and a black gas rushed into the sky from its body, exploded and dissipated.

Seeing the corpse fall to the ground and turn into a pile of bones, the dwarves were silent for a moment, and then immediately burst into cheers.

Dui's strength was recognized and respected by the dwarves.

However, Dui's expression remained serious. He waved his hand for silence and said, "Everyone, please pay attention. The fog has not yet dissipated. There are still other corpse demons!"

The dwarves fell silent upon hearing this, and became even more vigilant as they watched the fog grow thicker around them.

Gandalf frowned as he looked at the fog. He raised the staff in his hand and smashed it hard on the ground. A huge force was released from his body and quickly spread around.

Wherever the power reached, the fog dissipated, and the fog within a radius of more than ten miles disappeared.

The fog dissipated, and the things hidden in the fog were exposed.

However, when everyone saw the exposed corpse demon, they immediately took a breath.

Because the corpses came in groups, there were hundreds of them densely packed together!

Dui's pupils also shrank.

There are so many corpse demons, more than the last time we saw them at the Ancient Barrow Mound. Are they coming out in full force?

The exposed group of corpses no longer hid. They roared and rushed towards Dui and the others frantically. They were as fast as lightning and rushed in front of them in an instant. They slammed heavily into the magic barrier, causing layers of ripples.

Seeing that the corpse demon had not yet broken through the magic barrier, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Kili and Fili, the youngest of the dwarves, even provoked the wights outside the barrier.

But the next moment, the corpses drew out the ancient swords that were buried with them, and wielded the cursed and ominous swords, slashing at the magic barrier.

The ancient sword of the corpse demon has the power to destroy magic. Under the continuous slashing of the corpse demon, cracks appeared in the magic barrier and it became shaky.

Just as Dewi was about to take action, Gandalf stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Leave it to me this time. I can't let you do it alone."

After hearing this, Dewi did not move again. He naturally had great confidence in Gandalf's strength.

The next second, the magic barrier was finally broken by the attacks of numerous corpse monsters.

Gandalf raised his staff high and struck the ground with a thunderous sound: "Evil be gone!"

Sheng Bai's magic halo exploded like a tsunami, and hordes of corpse demons roared and rushed over. Before their sharp claws could touch the edge of his cloak, they were all blown away by the erupting thunder power and instantly lost their ability to resist.

Dui's eyes were shocked. He wondered when he would be able to possess such power.

But just when he thought the battle would soon be over, a shadow of death suddenly enveloped everyone.

Evil dark language echoed around, and everyone felt a biting cold. Their blood seemed to freeze, and their hearts seemed to be grasped by an icy hand. They were instantly filled with fear and despair. Their hearts and consciousness were shocked by the darkness and became gradually crazy.

A tall corpse wearing a crown walked out of the darkness, his eyes burning with a faint light and emitting a chilling aura, as if the shadow of death walked out of darkness itself.

When everyone thought they were about to sink into despair and madness, a force full of warmth, courage and hope enveloped them, dispelling the fear and coldness in their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, countless cheerful and lively golden notes appeared, surrounding everyone. The music played by the notes was highly infectious, making everyone involuntarily happy and resisting the negative emotional influence brought by the corpse demon.

Everyone looked at Dui and found that these jumping notes were flying out from his wand.

But at this moment, Dui looked at the corpse demon appearing in the distance and felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He remembered this feeling, and it was even stronger than the last time.

He immediately shouted to Gandalf, "Gandalf, he is the Witch-king of Angmar! He is possessing the wight!"

Gandalf's expression grew serious upon hearing this. He raised his wand and pointed it at the wight. His old and majestic voice, wrapped in thunder and lightning, boomed, "Nazgul, dark ghost, this is not your territory. Go back to your underworld!"

The Witch King of Angmar, possessed by a wight, paused, but uttered a cold, harsh, dark ancient language as cold as hell: "Wizard, you cannot stop me."

Gandalf was furious, and a bolt of lightning shot out from his staff, hitting the wight.

The corpse demon was blown to ashes by lightning.

But the next second, a fallen corpse stood up, opened its eyes burning with flames, and laughed triumphantly: "You can't kill me, wizard. I'm thousands of miles away now. What can you do to me?"

Gandalf said nothing, and another bolt of lightning shattered the corpse possessed by the Witch-king of Angmar.

But as expected, the Witch-king of Angmar reappeared in another wight. This time, he turned his dark gaze towards Dui with a sinister smile and a determined look. "Young wizard, I told you I would remember you. You have been marked by me and will never escape. You will fall into darkness and become my trophy!"

Facing the determined gaze of the Witch-king of Angmar, Dui's heart tightened.

He was marked? When? Why didn't he notice?

Dui felt uncomfortable all over. He was a little annoyed when he saw the Witch-king of Angmar being so proud and unscrupulous.

Want to take him as a trophy? Does this mean you have him for sure?

Be careful not to break your teeth! Dui snorted coldly.

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