Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

Anila was standing in a cold and dark mist at this moment, her body was shivering because of the cold air that seemed to penetrate into her bones, but her feet didn't know where to go, she could only stay in place in a daze.

She felt that her soul seemed to be separated from her body, but this feeling was not like death, but more empty and terrifying than death.

She used her much duller brain to think for a long time before she vaguely realized that she was probably in the void between reality and shadows, where the Ringwraiths and ghosts were.

I've got to get out, Anila thought, or I'll turn into an immortal monster like the Ringwraiths.

She finally took off her heavy legs, and each step required a lot of effort. She stumbled and walked a few steps like that, but the surroundings became darker and darker, and the fog became thicker. Her ears seemed to be still There was a voice with a mocking smile.

"Why are you still struggling, Your Majesty Lian Ensheter?" The voice was extremely deceptive, "Stay here."

"Who wants to stay in such a ghostly place?!" Anila replied resolutely, sweating all over her face.

"What's wrong with staying here?" The voice was seductive, "Here, you can avoid death forever, and you will always be young, beautiful, strong and wise."

"I don't..." Anila really wanted to firmly refuse again, but her thinking was already sluggish, and her head hurt badly. "I... I am the Emperor of Gondor, and I must go back."

"Do you really want to be a human emperor?" The voice laughed, "Here you can face your heart, Lian Xuete, stop deceiving yourself. If you weren't born like this, you don't want to be a human emperor at all , what you yearn for is to be a carefree ranger, walking around without restraint. Stay, stay, and you will never have to bear so many responsibilities. Don't you think it's unfair? Such a heavy burden , so many expectations, why should they all be pressed on you, a woman?"

"This is my choice." Anila's headache was splitting, "I don't regret it."

"Even if you don't regret it, other people may not think that you are a qualified king." The voice mocked, "You know, you have suffered an unprecedented defeat. What do you think those people will think?"

Anila froze.

The dark fog around her rolled and changed, and suddenly, it turned into the appearance of many ordinary Gondor civilians.

Anila saw the soldiers who died in this war, saw their parents, wives and daughters crying over the bodies of those dead, saw the suspicious eyes of many people, and heard their whispers.

"Will His Majesty Lien Snowte know how to fight?" "If it wasn't for her, how could so many people die?"

Then the mist took the form of Denethor, Findurass, Boromir, and Faramir.

"You don't deserve to be a human emperor at all, Lian Xuete." Denethor looked at her with an extremely mean face, "I said earlier that the human emperor should not return."

Boromir and Faramir no longer respected and worshiped her as usual, but looked at her with disappointment.

Immediately afterwards, the black mist became her adoptive father and teacher.

"You let us down, Anila." Elrond shook his head and sighed, "The elves have worked so hard to help you without expecting anything in return, but you are so hopeless, you are a dead wood."

"Don't tell anyone that you are my student, Anila." Glorfindel sneered, "I still can't afford to lose this person."

"No..." Anila choked up, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong... Please don't..."

However, the mist did not intend to let her go, and transformed into the two elf father and son who were far away in the dense forest.

"Legolas told me how wise and wise Empress Lianshelt was praised countless times." Thranduil laughed at her, "But now it seems that it is nothing more than that, how can you be worthy of Legolas?" Russ?"

Anila's hands and feet were cold, she looked at Legolas desperately, but the other party just looked at her expressionlessly, for a while, turned his head away.

"You don't still expect me to marry you, Anila?" Legolas chuckled softly, "You are just an ordinary human being, you will age and die, and your lifespan is short for elves It's almost negligible, what do you want me to do after you die? Do you really want me to be alone forever for you? You're so selfish, Anila."

"..." Anila stood there numbly, her eyes straightened.

"Look, he doesn't want to be with you, he despises you as a human being." The bewitching voice appeared in her ear again, "So stay here, you can have as endless as an elf Longevity, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood will always be by your side, isn't that your wish?"

Anila's poor brain was working slowly and with difficulty, and it took a long time to comprehend what the voice said.

"As long as I stay, I can have eternal life, right?" She asked, her expression looked as confused as that of a naive child.

"Yes." There was a hint of eagerness in that voice, "as long as you stay here, all your wishes will come true. You will become the greatest emperor in the history of Gondor, and everyone will be with you bow down at your feet;"—the shadows of the Gondorians and the regent's family reappeared, kneeling respectfully at Anila's feet, "Lord Rivendell and Glorfindel will be proud of you ;”—Elrond and Glorfindel appeared beside Anila with eyes full of approval and pride, “You will be able to be with your lover without hindrance, and live a happy and fulfilling life forever !"

Legolas appeared, approached Anila, held her hand, and kissed her reverently: "Stay, Anila, just for me."

Anila looked at Legolas, silently staring in a daze for a long time, so long that "Legolas" couldn't help showing a hint of impatience.

"You love you, Anila," he asked. "Don't you love me?"

"Of course I love you..." Anila subconsciously said.

"Then why are you hesitating?"

"I..." Anila blinked slowly, a strong impulse screamed in her head: promise him, promise him, promise him, promise him, promise him...!

Suddenly, Anila pushed "Legolas" away, pulled out the holy sword of Elendil from her waist, and slashed at "Legolas".

"Legolas" screamed, and disappeared into mist together with other figures.

Anila put her sword back into its sheath, her strength seemed to be emptied in an instant, and she fell to the ground. Her whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and her clothes were cold and sticky, but she finally woke up from her chaotic mind. She said: "It's not my wish."

The voice finally turned from embarrassment into anger. It was no longer soft and gentle just now, but became sharp and harsh: "It's up to you! Lian Xuete! But you can't escape from here. Since you rejected the eternal life I gave you, then I can only die here in pain!"

"That was my choice too." Anila replied wearily, "I won't regret it."

Vaguely, she could also hear the voices of the real world. She heard the mournful sobs of Fendolas, the heavy sighs of Boromir, and the desperate calls of Karnold, but those voices were too faint to guide her. She gets out of here.

It was so cold, so cold, Anila curled up into a ball, and could even hear the sound of her upper and lower teeth chattering, but slowly, her lips and limbs were completely numb, and her eyelashes seemed to be covered with frost. It takes a lot of effort to look at the eyelids.

"It's still too late to change your mind, Lynx." "Legolas" appeared beside her again, and said coldly.

Anila closed her eyes and did not look at him.

"What are you still insisting on?" "Legolas"—or Sauron should be called him—sighed mockingly, "You keep saying how much you love the Prince of Mirkwood, but you are not willing to do anything for him." He gave up and gave up, but he still expects that he can give up the happiness of his family, family, and even eternal life for you, you are really the most dignified villain in the world, Lian Xuete."

I didn't, Anila opened her mouth to retort, I never thought of asking Legolas to give up anything for me.But her lips and tongue were completely numb, and she couldn't utter a single word.

"Aren't you going to open your eyes and see me?" Sauron sneered. "After all, this should be the last time you'll see him. Oh, poor Prince of the Jungle, when he learns of the death of Queen Lynxet What kind of expression? Is your heart as dead as ashes? The whole person has completely turned into a lifeless walking dead? Or is he looking for a new love after a short period of sadness? Hundreds of years later, he should completely forget about you, Lynn Schett His Majesty."

Anila's body finally couldn't help shaking.

"He will be like his father, with eternal memory and love for his lover, and live a good life until the day they meet again." A woman replied, but the voice did not come from Anila's mouth.

Anila and Sauron were startled at the same time and looked up.

It was a heroic blond elf woman in military uniform, her eyes were dignified but warm, she was holding a tall and majestic white deer in her hand. The gem, with a holy silver light emitting slightly from its body, dispelled the dense fog around it.Anila always felt vaguely as if she had seen this female elf somewhere, but she couldn't remember it after searching her mind.

"Who are you?" Sauron also asked.

The elf woman ignored him at all, and just looked straight at Anila. "Come with me." She said gently, "I'll take you out."

"You can't save her!" Sauron disagreed, "No one can take her out from here!"

The blond elf woman still seemed to have never heard of it, but looked at Anila tenderly.

Anila tried hard to stand up, but her frozen legs didn't listen to her, and she couldn't straighten up after a long time.

The woman came over to help her.

Sauron was furious, and the black mist spread its teeth and claws, rolling towards the woman overwhelmingly.

"Be careful!" In desperation, Anila abruptly propped herself up with her numb legs, put her hand on the hilt of the sword, and blocked the woman from the mist.

But his legs trembled, and he couldn't stand firmly, and his feet were weak and he was about to fall.

But she didn't fall on the icy ground, but was embraced by the elf woman behind her.

so warm...

Simply, like a mother...

Anila's nose suddenly soured.

At the same time, the white deer lowered its head, showed its pair of horns that were as sharp as swords, and faced the thick mist, and the black mist receded in the bright silver light.

The elf woman put her arms around Anila with her left hand, pulled out the long sword at her waist with her right hand, and pointed straight at Sauron: "You have consumed too much power, Sauron, there is no way for you to stop me from taking her away now." of."

The success fell short, and Sauron gritted his teeth with hatred, but he had no choice but to snort angrily and disappear into the void.

"Can you walk?" The elf girl let go of Anila gently, "Come with me."

The silvery white deer blazed a trail in the gray mist, and the elf woman followed Anila's hand with firm steps.

As we walked forward, the fog became thinner and warmer. Finally, the surroundings became bright and the darkness completely dissipated. Anila clearly heard the voice from the other side.

"They are calling for you." The elf woman said softly, "Go."

"Aren't you coming with me?" Anila asked.

The elf smiled and shook his head: "This is our first and last side. Now, I have to go back to the Temple of Mandos."

"Who are you?" Anila asked eagerly.

The elf's smile deepened, but there was no clear answer. The figure gradually became blurred together with the white deer, and finally dissipated, leaving only the last sentence echoing in the empty void——

"Take care of Legolas for me, your words will be fine, Anila."