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Although this beast-bite sword fell into Thorin's hands according to the original destiny, it was first come first served. If he came across the sword first, it would be his.

Thorin looked at the beast-bite sword in Dui's hand, and vaguely felt that it was destined for him. The dragon-tooth hilt even had a good meaning, which vaguely fitted the dragon he would face on this trip to Lonely Mountain.

But he also knew that his relationship with Dui wasn't close enough for him to give him the sword, so he asked, "Dui'er, would you be willing to trade this Beast Bite Sword with me?"

"Oh, how are you going to make a deal?" Dui turned and asked him.

He already has the Flaming Sword in his hand, so he doesn't need this sword. If Thorin's conditions satisfy him, he doesn't mind letting the sword return to him.

Thorin was silent for a moment, then said, "How do you feel about me exchanging one percent of the treasure of the Lonely Mountain for this sword?"

Dui shook his head: "I don't need treasure." According to the contract signed before, he owns one tenth of the treasure in Lonely Mountain. Add to that the treasure in the Barrow-Downs and the treasure in the Troll Cave, and he doesn't need that one percent share at all.

"Then what do you want?" Thorin asked with a frown, thinking that Dui thought what he gave was not enough.

Dui thought for a moment, then said, "After you recapture the Lonely Mountain, I want you to build me a castle atop Weathertop, with the Tower of Amon Sul at its center. I will provide the blueprints, and you will be responsible for the construction."

Since the Tower of Amon Sul had been renamed Hogwarts, he also wanted the name to be worthy of its name.

The dwarves have outstanding abilities and brilliant achievements in construction. Many magnificent buildings in Middle-earth were created by dwarves. If Dui wanted to bring Hogwarts Castle to this world, dwarves would be a good choice.

When Thorin heard Dui's request, his brows furrowed even more. This request was not small, it could even be said to be asking for too much.

After all, building a castle with the Tower of Amon Sul at its center would be extremely grand, and the amount of manpower and material resources required would also be enormous.

But Thorin hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

Although building a castle requires a lot of manpower and material resources, these are no longer a problem after he recaptures the Lonely Mountain and becomes the King Under the Mountain.

So, as fate would have it, the Beast Bite Sword once again returned to Thorin Oakenshield's hands.

The three elven swords in the troll cave were divided among Gandalf, Thorin and Bilbo, while the remaining treasures were divided equally among the sixteen people.

Chapter 61 Brown Robe Wizard

After coming out of the ogre cave, Dui used the crystal of true knowledge to search for other ogre caves.

But he and Gandalf had already swept through the nearby troll caves, and the remaining ones were very far away, and no living people were found to have been captured by the trolls.

After some discussion, the two decided not to continue tracking the ogre.

Instead, he decided to go to the valley.

As the savior this time, with the agreement of both Gandalf and Dewi, Thorin no longer stubbornly opposed it even though he was reluctant.

But after experiencing the disaster with the trolls, he became more eager to reach the Lonely Mountain, enter the mountain and obtain the Arkenstone, so as to summon and command the dwarves.

So everyone had no objection to the trip to the valley.

After packing up their things, they left the Troll Forest and continued heading east towards the Valley.

Soon after, the news of the tragic deaths of ogres spread among the ogres. They said that a monster that specialized in hunting ogres appeared in the forest. It would eat the hearts of ogres and release fire. Any ogre who encountered it would die.

As the story became more and more terrifying, many frightened ogres hid in caves in the mountains and dared not go down the mountain, for fear of encountering the horrible monster and losing their lives.

As a result, the probability of attacks near the Troll Forest dropped sharply, and passing travelers and traveling merchants became safer.

At the same time, some of the villagers who were rescued from the trolls by Due and Gandalf chose to take a boat down the river from the Last Bridge and head to the human settlements and kingdoms in the south.

The other part chose to cross the last bridge, cross the wilderness, and head west along the East-West Avenue.

The story of Dui and Gandalf killing the ogres and saving the villagers was also spread all over the place by the villagers.

The reputation of the Grey-Robed Wizard and the Black-Robed Wizard once again spread throughout the Eriador region, and the name of "Troll Killer" spread like wildfire.

They left the Ogre Forest, but before they had gone far, they heard a noise in the distance.

Instantly, everyone became alert and vigilant.

But it was soon discovered to be a false alarm.

It turned out to be the brown-robed wizard Darrigast, who was driving a wooden sled pulled by rabbits. He moved through the mountains and forests as if it were flat ground and quickly came to the crowd.

Gandalf was a little surprised to see that it was an old friend who showed up.

"Darigast, what are you doing here?"

Darraghast was as tall as Gandalf, wearing a brown wide-brimmed hat covered with bird droppings, and a drab robe covered with dirt, grass leaves, and branch fragments, looking very sloppy and strange.

"I was looking for you, Gandalf."

"Something is wrong, very wrong!"

Daregast looked a little crazy.

"What's wrong?" Gandalf asked in confusion, as he was used to his behavior.

"The Great Greenwood is sick, shrouded in a darkness. The trees are withered, the air is foul, and the waters are poisonous. Giant spiders have appeared there, too. They must be the spawn of Ungoliant."

Ungoliant is an evil god born in the void darkness outside the world of Arda. He is a very huge spider. He once joined forces with Sauron's master, Dark Morgoth, to destroy the Two Trees that symbolize light, causing the world to fall into darkness for a time.

Even the devil Sauron did not dare to easily make enemies with Shelob, the offspring of Ungoliant, and would even regularly send orcs as food to her, which shows how terrifying her power is.

"I followed the giant spider's trail all the way to Dol Guldur," Darraghast continued, "and found traces of the necromancer there, and also this thing..." As he spoke, he pulled out a leather-wrapped object from his arms.

"Necromancer..." Gandalf's expression became serious and solemn. He took the thing and opened the leather.

Wrapped in the cloth was a pitch-black ancient sword, emitting a heart-pounding aura of coldness, darkness, and ominousness.

"Morgul's Blade, the sword of the Witch-king of Angmar,"

Gandalf frowned and looked up at Dewi.

Ever since he encountered the wights at Barrow-Down, Gandalf had known that the Witch-king of Angmar was still alive. Now, when he saw the Witch-king's sword, he instantly realized the seriousness of the matter.

As we all know, the Witch-king of Angmar is a minion of the Dark Lord Sauron. Now the Witch-king of Angmar appears in Dol Guldur, and there are rumors of necromancers in the surrounding area.

The identity of this necromancer is about to be revealed, and all that is left is the final confirmation.

But before Gandalf could think further, the howling of wolves in the distance interrupted his thoughts.

"Is that a wolf howling? Are there wolves in this area?" Bilbo asked doubtfully.

But the dwarves immediately became nervous, "Wolf? This isn't just a wolf howling, it's a warg!"

The next second, a giant wolf rushed out of the forest, leaped high, and bit towards everyone with its fangs bared.

However, before the giant wolf landed on the ground, it was hit by a spell from Dui, and instantly petrified and fell to the ground. Then it was stabbed to death by the flaming sword.

Gandalf killed the other wolf that rushed out with his newly acquired sword.

"Hurry up, these are wolf scouts, and they must be followed by a large group of Orcs!" Gandalf warned seriously.

"We can't go any further. The horses have been frightened away!" Doli, the dwarf in charge of logistics, told everyone the bad news.

On the contrary, Dui's pony Xiaodai's reaction was as stupid as its name, and there was a carriage pulling it, so it did not run away like the other horses.

But such a carriage could not accommodate so many people running together.

Seeing this, the brown-robed wizard Daregast suggested: "I will lead them away, and you take the opportunity to escape."

"But that's the Wolf of Gundabad! Are you sure, Daregast?" Gandalf asked worriedly.

"I have the Ross Gobel Hare. I want them to try and see if they can catch up with me?" Darrigast said very confidently.

"Then I will also be responsible for attracting a group of orcs and wargs," Dui said as he stepped forward. "I will drive the carriage alone. This way we can share the burden and it will be safer."

"Who is this?" Daregast looked at Dui curiously.

"This is the black-robed wizard Doir," Gandalf introduced, then frowned and looked at Doir with concern. "Doir, are you sure you really want to do this? That's an army of Wargs and Orcs, definitely not comparable to those ragtag goblins we encountered in the wilderness before!"

Dewi smiled confidently, "Don't worry, Gandalf. I'm confident in my ability to protect myself. Once we've lured the Orcs away, run as fast as you can towards Rivendell. Once you cross the Ferry of Bruinen and enter the land of the Elves, you'll be safe."

Chapter 62 Elrond

Just as the Wargs and Orcs surrounded the expedition from all directions.

First, the brown-robed wizard Darraghast rushed out of the forest on his rabbit sled, provoked the orcs and the wolves, and then quickly fled into the distance.

Then another carriage rushed out of the forest. Dui cast a spell to knock down the two wolves blocking the way, and then drove the carriage in the other direction openly.

What was surprising was that the pony pulling the carriage seemed not to feel any weight at all, and it ran wildly pulling the light carriage, without slowing down at all.

Seeing the people running in two directions, hundreds of Orcs and Wargs split into two groups and chased after the two people respectively.

With the blazing speed of the Rossgobel Hare and his superb driving skills, Darrigast was able to navigate the mountains and forests as if on flat ground, narrowly escaping the wolf.

Dui was a different story. Although the short-legged horse pulled the carriage fast, it was still not as fast as the wolf.

So whenever the wargs caught up with him, he would cast a spell to drive back a group of them, leaving the wargs and orcs some distance away. But soon they would catch up with him again, and he would knock down another group, and then catch up again... In this way, the number of wargs and orcs chasing behind Dui became smaller and smaller.

The wolf is a very cunning and intelligent creature. Although it becomes the mount of the orc, the two are only cooperative, not subordinate.

Seeing that he couldn't get any advantage from Dui, he immediately gave up the chase without caring about the curse from Oak and chose to chase other people.

Dui's original purpose was to lure the enemy away. Now that he saw that the enemy had stopped chasing him, he certainly wouldn't allow it. He immediately changed direction and chased after the warg and the orcs instead.

"Petrify them all!" Dui caught up with a wolf and cast a spell.

The Warg stopped moving, and the Orc on its back was thrown away by the huge inertia.

Before Dewi could cast a spell on Oak, an arrow instantly pierced through Oak's head and sent him directly to hell.

"Who wants to take my head?" Dui looked in the direction where the arrow came from.

A melodious and loud horn sounded from afar.

The ground shook, the horses' hooves clattered,

A host of tall silver figures in rich, elegant armour, mounted on great horses, moved swiftly and swiftly, and hunted Orcs and Wargs across the wilds.

Their skill was such that their movements were quick and graceful, and every arrow they shot found its mark, and every swing of their sword cut off an Orc's head.

It's like a perfect display of the art of fighting.

They are warriors of the elven race.

Faced with the invincible Elf cavalry, the Orcs and Wargs could not form an effective defense at all. They were defeated at the first blow and began to flee in a panic after losing most of their combat power.

The elves followed orders and acted in an orderly manner. After chasing for a distance, they quickly stopped and started to finish off the orcs and wargs that were still alive.

One of the elves walked towards Dui.

The leading elf rode a tall white horse, wearing gorgeous armor and a midnight blue robe. His face showed no signs of aging, neither old nor young, and his black hair was softly draped over his back, bound with a circle of exquisite silver hoops.