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Chapter 82 Mirkwood 1
inside the forest.

Looking at the smiling members of the expedition team riding on horses not far away.

Beorn said coldly, "Before you enter the Mirkwood, you must let go of my horses, they will find them by themselves."

Gandalf nodded and smiled: "Of course, we are very happy to have your help, I assure you."

During the conversation between the two.

A pitch-black raven with red eyes landed on the top branch of a big tree opposite.

The raven casually looked at the expedition team below, and after quacking a few times, it quickly spread its wings and flew away.

Looking at the flying raven, Gandalf's expression was not very good.

You must know that two days ago, the half-orc scout team came to the door only after hearing the harsh and unpleasant cry just now.

The skin-changer Beorn had a lot of dealings with orcs, and he immediately noticed the strangeness, and said, "I'm afraid you are being watched."

Gandalf was still chatting with Beorn.

In the team, everyone is waiting patiently.

Morgan sat on a snow-white horse and checked his equipment.

On one side of his waist hung the sword of the High Elf, and on the other a short sword was pinned.

There is also a dagger pinned to the small feet of the lower body.

On his back was a longbow and an empty quiver.

Arrows have not been replenished since the last one was exhausted days ago.

Even at Beorn, the skin-changer, there were no arrows to replenish.

His best archery skills are unavailable.

Fortunately, his proficiency in the white crow swordsmanship has been mastered very quickly during this time.

In addition to the last big attribute enhancement, there are also four special skills.

Morgan's current melee strength has fully evaluated his strength in long-range archery, and he even won.

In the face of the next dangerous trip in the dark forest, it is also more secure.

Just thinking of those wood elves in the memory of the plot in his mind, Morgan was a little worried.

He didn't want to be arrested, and he didn't want to depend on the kindness of others for his own safety.

But the route has been determined, and Morgan is just a bounty hunter who takes money to do things.

Even if the strength is extraordinary, the position in the team is good.

But once Morgan wants to get involved in the team route and others, it is almost impossible.

Gandalf would not allow it, and Thorin Oakenshield would not allow it.

Only one step at a time.

While chewing the beef jerky that Beorn gave to the team, Morgan thought to himself.

"Ow."

At this moment, a familiar terrifying howl suddenly sounded.

"No, this is the voice of a Gundaba wolf"

"Damn it, the orcs won't catch up again."

"We should go"

"Sorling."

The dwarves spoke one after another.

The horses under him also became a little restless because of the howling of the warg.

Thorin Oakenshield couldn't wait anymore, and immediately shouted into the distance: "Gandalf, we should go!"

The expressions of Gandalf and Beorn, who heard the howling of the warg, also changed.

Beorn immediately said: "Let's go now, while there is still sunshine."

Gandalf nodded, and strode heavily toward the procession.

It didn't take long.

The expedition team rushed out of this forest in a dozen or so rides, and rushed into the vast wilderness.

Fortunately, it was morning time.

The weather in late autumn is also very nice.

The autumn sun hangs high, the wind is light and the clouds are light.

In such weather, the first thing the orcs had to face when they dispatched was the annoying sunlight.

The vast, flat, sparsely forested wilderness road is easy to walk.

Especially in the case of horseback riding.

The skin-changer Beorn's house is not too far from the dark jungle where the expedition team is going.

It only took half a day.

It was close to afternoon.

The members of the expedition team who ran for several hours saw a vast and boundless forest from a distance.

"Is the Mirkwood ahead?"

"certainly."

"Thanks to the blessing of the God of Destiny, we finally arrived safely"

"Yes, I didn't see a half-orc this time, so lucky."

"."

As they got closer to the big forest ahead, the dwarves began to talk a lot.

Just looking at the big forest in front of him and listening to the dwarves talking about luck behind him, Gandalf's complexion became more and more serious, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart that luck is a ghost.

Soon, when the members of the expedition team actually arrived in front of the big forest, everyone could see that something was wrong with the forest in front of them.

The trees are withered and yellow, the soil is gray and black, no birds can be heard, and no green can be seen.

This doesn't look like a normal forest at all, but more like a dead forest that is withered, sick, and exuding a rotten atmosphere.

At this time, it was almost afternoon, and at some point in the sky, the autumn sun hid in the thick clouds and disappeared.

The sky was gloomy, and the cold wind made the robes of the people on the horses rustle.

Gandalf got off his horse first, and walked to a road ahead where human traces could be clearly seen.

Gandalf walked and watched, and stood in the middle of a dilapidated but exquisite road. Gandalf turned and shouted to the people behind him: "This is the gate of the elves, and the road through the Mirkwood is here."

Soon, Gandalf thought of something again, and continued to shout: "Come down now, take down the bundle, and let the horses go back to their masters."

After Gandalf shouted, he continued to move forward, observing the situation at the Elven Gate.

After hearing what Gandalf said, all the people behind got off their horses and packed up their packages.

"This forest feels like it's sick, what do you think?"

"Indeed, it looks uncomfortable"

"There is something wrong with this forest, is there no other way?"

"You'll have to ask Gandalf and Thorin about that."

"We are not afraid of half-orcs, but a sick forest"

"."

The dwarves were busy talking and chatting.

Morgan took the jug and jug and a small package, the blanket off the horse's back, untied the reins, and finally slapped the horse's buttocks.

Watching the white horse run far ahead.

Morgan also answered: "Of course we are not afraid of trouble, but it would be better if we can avoid trouble. After all, the time for the day of Turin is very close."

At this time, Gandalf, who seemed to have discovered something, came with a serious face, and shouted loudly to Balin who was untying his horse: "Keep my horse, I will use it."

After the voice fell, the others immediately looked over.

Bilbo asked at once: "Gandalf, you don't mean to abandon us?"

Gandalf shook his head with a serious face: "If it's not impossible, I don't want to either."

Morgan stepped forward and said, "Do you have to leave?"

He has memories of the next plot in his memory.

If possible, Morgan really didn't want Gandalf to leave at this time.

Gandalf still shook his head, looked at Morgan and said in a deep voice: "I have always been assured of you, you must be careful after entering the forest, and keep an eye on Thorin."

After Gandalf whispered in Morgan's ear, he patted Morgan on the shoulder and strode towards the horse.

When passing by Sorin Oakenshield, he explained again.

When Gandalf got on his horse, he watched the crowd and warned loudly, "This is no longer the green forest it used to be."

"There is a river in the forest, it is cursed by black magic, remember not to touch the river, you have to take the stone bridge..."

"Also, the air in the forest is likely to make you hallucinate and get lost."

"Go straight along the road, remember not to deviate."

"Because once you deviate, it will be difficult for you to find the right path again."

"Remember, no matter what happens, you must not leave the road!"

Gandalf finished speaking, turned on his horse and left.

Thorin Oakenshield led Morgan and his party into the dark forest with big strides.

(End of this chapter)