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Chapter 172 Black Knight!
Midsummer night.

The sky is starry.

At the foot of the Misty Mountains, on the edge of a forest, fires flickered.

"Papa. Papa."

Dry wood cracked and exploded in the fire.

Above the campfire, the smell of the cooking pot is wafting.

Morgan got up and stirred the cooking pot with a spoon.

Sitting back to his original position, he stretched out his hand and took several sausages that were skewered on the side and began to roast them on the bonfire.

It has been more than a month since I left Mirkwood.

The weather has also moved from warm spring to hot summer.

over the years.

Morgan actually dislikes traveling in summer.

The reason, of course, was that it was too hot.

But the Shire were too far from the woodland kingdom.

Bilbo's birthday celebration happened to be early autumn again.

Unless the time is advanced too much, if he wants to go to Shire, he can't avoid Xia Tian at all.

Morgan has lived in Middle-earth for so many years, and the farthest place he has traveled to and the longest time he has stayed is Shire.

That is because of the relationship with Bilbo.

Also because of the beautiful scenery of the Shire.

Rivendell also visited several times.

Then there are the Erebor Dwarf Kingdom and River Valley Town in the Lonely Mountain that I visited the most.

Because the distance is the closest.

Speaking of which, it has been all these years since the end of the Battle of the Five Armies in Gushan.

Morgan was quite active in the first few years, and would go out to drink with friends every once in a while.

But as time goes by.

Morgan's mind also gradually calmed down, and he was unwilling to move around easily.

even so.

The frequency of Morgan going out is also much higher than that of the elves of the Woodland Kingdom.

Especially the elf king Thranduil.

After Morgan moved into Mirkwood, he left the kingdom a handful of times.

Of course, for the immortal elves, a few decades is just a very short period of time in their lives.

Over the years, they have long been accustomed to the "home" life.

Time passed slowly.

"Grumbling."

The thick soup in the cooking pot finally boiled and rolled, and the aroma spread.

The sausage in Morgan's hand also exudes the unique aroma of grilled sausage.

Soon, he had an extra bottle of spices in one hand.

Expensive spices were sprinkled on the sausage, and the aroma became more intense.

Putting away the spice bottle, Morgan picked up the baked one and brought it to his mouth, about to bite it down.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps in the depths of the forest.

The footsteps were very light and fast, followed by deep roars and strange screams.

Morgan knew what was coming without looking back.

Because since this time near the Misty Mountains.

He has been harassed more than once.

He put the sausage in his hand on the baking tray beside him.

Morgan got up immediately, and took the longbow and arrows from his back with one hand skillfully.

The moment he turned around, the longbow had been drawn into a full moon, and three arrows were resting on the bowstring, ready to go.

Then, Morgan saw what was coming: five orc scouts in armor riding on a ferocious gray-black warg.

Such a small orc scout wolf squad, counting today's one, is the third one Morgan has encountered in the past few days.

The moment he saw the target clearly, Morgan immediately plucked the bowstring.

"whoosh whoosh"

Three arrows shot towards the five orc warg scouts who were rushing excitedly and screaming strangely.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

There are no surprises.

The three arrows hit the heads or eyes of the fastest three wolves respectively.

The three wargs who were shot immediately fell to the ground.

The three orcs on the back were also overturned immediately.

The remaining two half-orcs rode the wolf and rushed towards Morgan without fear and screaming.

next second.

Two arrows instantly appeared in Morgan's hands out of thin air.

Zhang Gong took the arrow, and Morgan, who was extremely fast, opened the bow and two arrows were shot out instantly.

"Bang bang."

There was no suspense, and the remaining two wargs were shot in the head again and fell to the ground.

The two half-orcs were thrown off the back of the wolf and fell to the ground hard.

At this time, the three half-beasts who had just been thrown by the wolf had already got up, brandishing their weapons and charging towards Morgan with strange screams.

See the half-orcs rushing.

Morgan grinned, showing his cold white teeth.

Then he threw the long bow in his hand aside, raised his hand and pulled out the elven sword at his waist.

Forged by the high elves in the First Era, this sword "Granri" is famous as the sword of King Gondolin.

He made great achievements in the hands of Morgan.

To this day, even though he has gone through countless battles with Morgan, this sword is still as cold as new.

Facing these half-orcs at this time.

The blade of Granary's sword, which was specially forged to deal with orcs, exuded a pale blue light as always.

The two orcs closest to them turned over and stood up, watching the human beings throwing down their longbows, they became more and more angry and rushed towards them with strange screams.

"Kill him!"

"Kill the human offal!"

Looking at the half-orc rushing towards him with strange screams.

Morgan stepped forward quickly and immediately launched a special skill in his heart: "Flash!"

The moment the skill was activated, Morgan disappeared in place.

No, it's not actually disappearing!

It's just that his speed is so fast that ordinary people can't see it with the naked eye.

next second.

The figure of Morgan holding a long sword appeared behind two orcs who rushed forward quickly.

Followed by.

"Bang bang."

Two muffled sounds came.

The two orcs behind him immediately fell to the ground.

The two ugly and ferocious heads immediately fell and rolled away along with the corpse.

The remaining three half-orcs who watched this terrifying scene suddenly widened their eyes and stopped in their tracks.

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and all five wolves on my side died, plus the strange deaths of the two partners.

The three half-orcs who were so angry just now couldn't feel it.

Woke up at this moment, and immediately realized the formidable and terrifying human strength in front of him.

Morgan continued to move forward with the long sword in hand.

The three orcs look at me and I look at you.

Not only did no one dare to step forward, but began to retreat.

"run!"

One of the half-orcs who was frightened immediately roared.

The three orcs immediately turned around and ran back.

Two ran wildly in the same direction, and the other one was smarter and separated and ran in another direction.

"Where can you go!"

Looking at the three fleeing half-orcs, Morgan grinned sneerly, and put the elf sword back into the scabbard around his waist.

next second.

A brand new longbow and two arrows appeared in his hand out of thin air.

With a bow and an arrow, Morgan didn't have to deliberately aim and raise his hand to shoot at the two half-orcs in the distance in front of him.

"Whizzing."

Two arrows shot out.

next second.

The two half-orcs who were running wildly fell to the ground one after another immediately, motionless.

Then look at the escape direction of the remaining half-orc.

Morgan reached out and quickly drew an arrow from the quiver on his back.

Seeing the half-orc who was about to disappear into the dark forest in the distance, he stretched his bow and aimed at the half-orc in the distance ahead, raised his angle slightly, and then let go of the bowstring.

"whoosh"

The arrow whizzed out with the sound of piercing the air.

Soon, a shrill scream resounded through the forest.

Back to the campfire again.

The sausages are still warm in the pan.

The thick soup in the cooking pot is also delicious and hot.

Morgan scooped up the night's steaming mushroom soup, brought it to his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he let out a long breath.

I just feel that all the fatigue of this day has been melted away in this bowl of boiling hot soup.

Over the years.

The scope of activities of the half-orcs is getting wider and wider, and it is becoming more and more rampant.

It was four years ago that he crossed this misty mountain last time.

That year, at the invitation of Eldron Elf Lord.

Morgan stayed at Rivendell for a month.

At that time, there was no sign of half-orcs moving back and forth through this misty mountain pass.

Unexpectedly, only four or five years have passed.

The orcs came alive again.

But thinking of the plot in memory, Modo had already started planning a war at this time, and it seemed that there was nothing strange about the activity of half-orcs.

It was getting darker.

Cool breeze, the edge of the forest.

Morgan sat in front of the campfire and enjoyed dinner quietly.

Under the big tree beside him, a tall white horse was chewing the grass leisurely with its tail swung and its head lowered.

In the forest a little further away.

The bodies of the three escaped orcs had been eaten clean.

The two half-orc corpses closer to the fire were still intact.

It seemed that he had sensed the powerful aura on Morgan.

Even though there are many creatures in the surrounding forest that aimed at the two half-orc corpses.

But none of them dared to come forward.

Morgan also didn't care about the pair of green and red eyeballs in the depths of the surrounding area under the firelight.

After dinner.

After finishing tidying up and fueling the bonfire, Morgan wrapped himself in a blanket and leaned against a big tree beside him, ready to rest.

But before the break.

Mind moving.

"Brush brush"

A series of virtual data flashing pale white light began to appear in front of his eyes.

【Time Traveler: Morgan】

【Race: Human】

[Biology Level: Second Level]

【Soul Power: 2】

[Attributes: Strength LV6; Constitution LV6+; Dexterity LV6; Spirit LV5]

[Abilities: Common Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Sword Technique (Proficient) LV4; Bow and Archery (Proficient) LV4; Body of Rock (Special Skill); Dragon Power (Special Skill); Skill); Eagle Eye (special skill); Quick Flash (special skill)]

[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]

[Current world exploration progress: 9.99%]

【.】

"what"

Seeing the data behind the column of soul power, Morgan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "There's actually a little more soul power."

"Looks like I've finally accumulated enough"

There was a little surprise in Morgan's heart.

It's pathetic.

After the Battle of the Five Armies in Gushan.

With the continuous improvement of Morgan's strength, the difficulty of obtaining soul power has been greatly increased, and it is becoming more and more difficult to earn.

This is nearly 60 years.

Including what is currently on the panel, he only gained four points of soul power in total.

But this is also impossible.

There is no large-scale battle, just relying on the gains from traveling far away from time to time.

Morgan has done his best.

As for traveling farther, to travel, to explore and fight monsters.

Morgan gave up after careful consideration.

The difficulty of obtaining soul power with his current strength.

If he used half-orcs as an example, he estimated that he would have to kill at least one or two hundred half-orcs now in order to earn a little soul power.

What is this concept?
With the defeat of the Battle of the Five Armies in Gushan.

The half-orc has shrunk.

Where had Morgan traveled to find so many orcs or monsters for him to kill.

Of course, Morgan also does know that there are enough monsters in some places.

For example, the underground goblin monster kingdom visited by the expedition team, or the half-orc lair Modo in the south of Middle-earth.

However, Morgan has not yet grown to the strength that he can deal with an entire army by himself.

Once besieged by the big army, even him, there is only one end, and that is death.

Therefore, Morgan, who carefully weighed the gains and losses, had no intention of traveling far.

What's more, with the wealth he had previously shared in the expedition team, he didn't need to take on the so-called missions for money anymore.

Plus the company of Tariel.

When you're bored, head to the Lonely Mountain Erebor Dwarf Kingdom and River Valley Town, or Rivendell and Shire farther away to find good friends for a drink.

Morgan has lived a leisurely and contented life these years.

In addition, after having two children with Ephne and Ulysses with Tauriel.

He is happier.

His eyes returned to the virtual data panel in front of him.

Morgan continued to look down.

Soon, look at the "9.99%" exploration progress behind the world exploration progress column.

Morgan couldn't help sighing slightly in his heart.

Compared with soul power.

Since the Battle of the Five Armies in Gushan, the progress of world exploration has been slower, and now it has almost stagnated.

You must know that two years ago, the exploration progress was slowly ground to "9.99%".

Then it couldn't move anymore.

Until now, it is still 9.99%.

There was no movement for two years.

Let Morgan also have more thinking and understanding of the exploration progress of the system.

In his opinion, this should be stuck at a certain node.

It needs the appearance of more important characters, or the appearance of more important plots.

Only with Morgan's participation can the exploration progress break through the 9.99% node.

This also made him firmly believe that as long as it can break through 9.99%.

It should be very possible to achieve new achievements.

Just like when the exploration progress reached 1% for the first time.

That time, he obtained a dimensional space ring.

Next time, what can he get.

Morgan is looking forward to it.

The night was darker.

The bonfire burned quietly.

With the virtual panel removed, Morgan leaned against the big tree behind him, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a half-dream.

All night.

Morgan woke up the next day and found that the bodies of the two orcs not far away were still the same as when they died last night.

Obviously, none of the group of creatures last night had the guts to approach them.

After washing up, Morgan, who had a simple breakfast, continued on the road.

two months later.

Morgan finally stepped on the tail of the end of summer and reached the Shire border.

at the same time.

in the Shire.

On the Bridge of Spirits.

A tall figure in a gray robe and a gray pointed hat was driving a single carriage and walking leisurely on the wide bridge.

This, of course, is Gandalf.

Like Morgan, at Bilbo's invitation, he went to Hobbiton to attend Bilbo's 110th birthday celebration.

south of the Shire border.

In a dense towering dense forest.

Nine tall black knights who are fully armed and covered in black robes are riding nine tall horses that are completely black and have red eyes, galloping towards Shire.

　Thank you "Dream vl Hongchen, senior diving for 30 years" for the five thousand rewards, and also thank you "Mo Xueyiyun, book friend 16123321, maybe, I am very good" for the reward, thank you very much~~
　　
　
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