Chapter 236: The Army of the Undead (I)

Another day in Middle-earth world was clear, and the sky was getting dark, and a rush of horse hooves broke the calm. Someone came in the depths of the Denhard Mountains, where few people were traveling.

Denharlot is also known as the Mountain of the Undead. It is said that countless resentful spirits wander among the hills in the mountains. In the depths of the mountains, there is a kingdom of the dead. They will not allow any living creatures to enter their kingdom. No living people can reappear in the world after entering the depths of this mountain range.

Although there are also villages and towns of the Rohans in the Denharu Mountains, no Rohan dares to go deep into the mountains. The Denharu Mountains is the dividing mountain range between Rohan and Gondor. Originally, there was a mountain road from the Denharu Mountains that could lead to the south of Gondor. In that case, it only took more than a day to go from Rohan to Gondor. Unfortunately, this mountain road became the way for the deceased among the people of Rohan.

No one dared to follow the path of the dead, so from Rohan to Gondor can only go around the path of the Dead Mountains, which requires several more days to walk, but travelers would rather take these paths than risk their lives to follow the path of the dead.

The trees here look dark and deep. Even the forest elf Legoras did not have any good feelings for the forest. The mountains were filled with a scent of coldness and dampness, as if the dead aura of resentful spirit had turned into coldness, wrapping the entire depths of the mountain.

Walking on this mountain road, an inexplicable fear will invade your body and mind, make you lose your courage and tremble all over.

Aragon led the crowd to a valley, and a huge rock blocked everyone's way like the finger of the god of death, as if to warn everyone at the end that further forward would be the kingdom of the deceased.

The valley was filled with thin mist, and in the dazzling eyes, there were still palpitations in the hearts of countless people.

Everyone's war horses stomped their hooves and whistled uneasy, as if they were unwilling to move forward, and retreated with the fog that spread out from the valley.

In such an atmosphere, no one spoke for a while. Zhu Lingsan and Yang Lingqin drove to Aragon and looked into the valley together.

With Zhu Lingsan's soul sensing and undead recognition ability, he could clearly see many ghosts wandering in the valley. The spiritual level of these ghosts was above level three, and many of them had level four spirit strength.

This made Zhu Lingsan feel itchy. Unfortunately, his intermediate undead summoning technique can only inject control runes into the undead bodies below level three. Even if it can be grasped by undeads above level four, there is no way to control them. Of course, now is not the time to catch the undead. If these undeads take action, it would be a big mistake.

"I think these undeads can exist for so long and become so powerful, which is also related to the abundant spiritual energy of the Middle Earth world. Besides, according to the original plot, these undeads will dissipate and reincarnate after helping Aragon. Well, forget it, forget it, maybe these undeads are just strong outside and doomed." Zhu Lingsan sighed. It was like a lot of chicken placed in front of the fox's mouth. The fox could only keep saliva and watch. If he couldn't eat the grapes, he would say that the grapes were sour.

Yang Lingqin's angel bloodline reacted instinctively in this environment, and a faint holy light emitting from her body, repelling the Netherworld aura that flew out of the valley.

But she couldn't see the undead, but she had something special in her instinct, and couldn't help but feel a little afraid and approached Zhu Lingsan's side.

Aragon seemed to have sensed something. The royal bloodline in his body was completely awakened, and he should have a certain ability of Yin and Yang eyes. He could see the wandering ghosts looming in the valley. At the same time, a faint white light emerged from his body to protect his body, preventing the Netherworld aura from attacking.

Jin Pi sat in front of Legolas, pulled his travel cloak tightly, and complained: "Damn it, why is it so cold here? It seems that these mist can penetrate into the flesh and blood, and my blood is almost solidified!"

"Aragorn, the war horses are unwilling to move forward! We must dismount and lead them through here!" Legolas gently stroked the war horses under his crotch and spoke.

"Okay, dismount, we must take the horse over. After crossing this mountain, we still need to fight horses to rush forward. Now every waste of time will make the victory balance lean towards Sauron!" Aragon also patted his horse, then turned over and dismounted, comforting softly in the horse's ear, and the faint white light on his body also stabilized his horse a lot.

Aragon took the lead to walk towards the valley. The ghosts in the valley dodged one after another, and then used their consciousness to monitor the humans who entered their country. However, they were a little curious about Aragon and Yang Lingqin.

So everyone got off the horses, grabbed the reins, sootheed their horses, and pulled them into the valley.

Although Zhu Lingsan and Yang Lingqin were not familiar with the war horses under their crotch, they would not have any comforting words. They had a headache. Their war horses jumped uneasy and almost threw them all off. If Wang Qin were here now, she might be able to communicate with the war horses with the animal heart of the trainer's bloodline.

But Zhu Lingsan had a way. He spread his mind power cover and enveloped his and Yang Lingqin's war horses, making the wandering ghost energy outside unable to invade the war horses, and the war horses immediately quieted down.

However, the road ahead was obviously not suitable for driving, so the two of them also got off the horse and led the horse.

Bypassing the warning rock, everyone entered the valley. The northern rangers and their war horses had a deep affection, so under their comfort, these war horses finally took a step forward and advanced with the master's guidance.

After entering the valley and walking for a while, they arrived at a mountain wall deep in the valley, where a hole that seemed like a gateway appeared.

The yin energy in the cave became stronger, and the yin wind blowing through the cave emerged, making everyone shiver, and their hair seemed to be a little raised.

This gate is like the entrance to the secluded realm of Huangquan. The arch is carved with many vague and difficult to distinguish symbols, which should be some ancient characters.

Looking at this gate, everyone couldn't help but feel a little scared. Aragon looked back at his friends and compatriots behind him, and at the same time found that their retreat had been blocked by countless resentful spirits.

These resentful spirits seemed to be wearing armor, holding spears, iron axes, and some resentful spirits actually rode on ghost horses, just like ghost cavalry, with some vague flags held in their hands. These resentful spirits should have belonged to the warriors of the kingdom of the mountains.

Aragon looked at Zhu Lingsan, and Zhu Lingsan smiled at him. The strong ghost energy in this place made Zhu Lingsan's face pale. Not to mention women, even men, they would feel uncontrollable when they see so many ghosts.

"Lingqin, take out the torch, we need to raise the fire to enter!" Zhu Lingsan reluctantly made his tone appear calm.

Yang Lingqin leaned tightly against Zhu Lingsan. The holy light coming out of her body became even stronger. There was no trace of the dark aura that hit her body, but her face still looked pale.

She took out the torches from the ring of guarding and handed them to Aragon, Legoras, Horbala and some other rangers. The torches were ignited quickly, and the burning oil dropped from the torches with sparks, but failed to ignite the ground covered with dead branches and leaves, and soon extinguished under the envelopment of ghost energy in the underworld.

Aragon no longer hesitated and was the first to enter the cave with a torch. Legolas whispered in the ear of the war horse, and then held the torch and followed Aragon into the cave.

Jin Pi was obviously hesitant, his knees couldn't help but tremble, but soon he shouted in self-encouragingly: "This is really something that has never happened before. The cave that even the elves can enter without hesitation. The dwarfs will be afraid! Wait for me, Legoras, I'm here!"

Zhu Lingsan smiled when he heard his voice and said, "Jin Pi, come to me, you will feel better!"

Jin Pi was bullying his beard and looked at Zhu Lingsan. He found that Zhu Lingsan's war horse was safe and sound in such an environment. His gray eyes moved and soon walked to Zhu Lingsan's side.

Zhu Lingsan also protected Jin Pi with his own mental power. Jin Pi really felt that everything was gone, and he regained the courage of the dwarf.

Jin Pi couldn't help but smile, then reached out and held the battle axe tightly, "Zhu, don't worry, I will help you block any stupid souls who dare to invade the great wizard!"

Zhu Lingsan naturally would not reveal the concealment of Jin Pi, but just smiled on his face and walked in with Yang Lingqin.

Under the leadership of Horbara, a group of northern rangers led their war horses and entered the cave entrance by fishing. The two princes of the elves were walking at the rear of the team. The elves were obviously more resistant to the undead aura emitted by the undead spirit than ordinary humans.

Nothing jumped out to stop everyone from moving forward, but a murmuring sound came from all around. I don’t know if it was the sound of the wind or the undead around me murmuring and conspiring to deal with them, the intruders.

The entrance they entered had been blocked by the undead, and countless undead were slowly approaching with them. The originally invisible and intangible ghost body actually emitted some miserable green light in the darkness. There were originally countless ghosts in the cave, and more than 30 people in their ranks were even surrounded by the undead.

This made the brave northern ranger uncontrollably draw out his long sword and start to be on guard. They didn't know the intentions of these dead souls, but they had no way out and could only continue to move forward.

No one spoke, only the war horses were crying in fear, and the rangers had to reach out to comfort their partners, fearing that such a commotion would cause the attack of the ghost.

Zhu Lingsan and Yang Lingqin's hands were pulled together. So many high-level resentful spirits were trapped in the cave. Even Zhu Lingsan was worried that if an accident occurred, the undead attacked and could he fight out safely.

He was fine, he should be able to leave here with the mind transmission technique, but what should Yang Lingqin do? Zhu Lingsan's mind transmission technique cannot be teleported by others. Thinking of this, Zhu Lingsan frowned bitterly, and his hand holding Yang Lingqin tightened even more.

In front of them was the dwarf Jinpi who looked around, and before them was Aragon and Legoras holding a torch.

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