Chapter 1903: The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon (11)

—Third Age, 3018, September 23 —
Late at night, the bag bottom hole.
The originally calm and cozy hut was completely dark at this time.
The house is not without lights, but the light from oil lamps, candles or bonfires burning in the fireplace cannot illuminate the space more than half a meter away from them, as if the hut is filled with "darkness", no more Can't tolerate a trace of "light".
Hiss-hum!
In this darkness, a group of light slowly lit up. At first it was as faint as a firefly, but quickly spread. It took less than two breaths to drive out all the unnatural "darkness" in the house and reveal it. Standing in the middle of the room, holding a long staff, a serious gray-robed wizard, and beside his feet, there are several pieces of black ruined cloaks and rusty armor pieces piled up.
"Gandalf, that's amazing." Sophie walked in from the door, grabbed the pie on the table and threw it into her mouth.
"..." Gandalf raised his hand subconsciously. After a short pause, he let it go again: "Forget it, some devilish pollution should have no effect on you at all."
"What the is going on here?" Sam walked in probefully. "Where are the black knights who come to trouble?"
"Sophie said they are ‘empty shells’," Frodo followed into the house and looked at the debris piled up on the ground: "Without the ‘fillers’, of course they would ‘collapse’."
"Yes, are they? Then they are dead?" Sam almost stepped on his black robe, backing in shock.
"Death is a relief for Ringwraith," Gandalf shook his head, picked up a tong, and threw the cloaks and armor pieces into the bonfire of the fireplace one by one: "Their souls Being enslaved by Sauron forever, even if the shell is'killed', they can easily regenerate until the Supreme Lord Ring is destroyed-where did you put it?"
"It seems that I guessed right," Frodo shrugged. "After Bilbo left it to me, I checked the relevant information and roughly determined what it was."
"How are you sure?" Gandalf was originally watching the "shell" of the ring spirit burnt, and when he heard that he turned his head and looked at Frodo: "I went to Minas Tirith to read the "History of the Fall of Emmanuel". ", only to find the records about those words."
"According to the legend, whether it is the Three Rings of Elves, the Seven Rings of Dwarves, or the Nine Rings of Humans, all can be destroyed by Dragon Flame," Frodo walked to the window and rummaged in a flowerpot: "And suffer the Dragon Flame once a year. The burning hasn't broken, it can only be the Supreme Lord of the Rings-although Sophie looks like a hobbit, she is always a dragon."
"..." Gandalf froze.
"Gandalf is an idiot." Sophie ate the pie and turned to gnaw on the bread with jam.
Sam nodded repeatedly, then turned his head hurriedly when Gandalf glared over.
"Actually, Sophie must know what it is, but you haven't asked." Frodo took out the gold ring covered with soil from the bottom of the flowerpot, and walked back to Gandalf, holding it in his hand, "What should I do now? ? You take it away?"
"Oh, no, I can't touch it, even for safekeeping," Gandalf took two steps back: "I have now developed the idea of ​​using it to do good and the confidence not to be tempted by power-and this is absolutely not possible."
"But those'faceless ghosts' have found this place, I can't keep it here." Frodo handed it to Gandalf again.
"No, no... [Don't tempt me]!" Gandalf suddenly shouted with struggling eyes.
"Hey!" The inexplicable pressure in that voice made Sam squat down with his head.
"..." Frodo was stunned, his five fingers folded and held the ring in his palm: "Why are you shouting so loudly?"
"Sorry..." Gandalf exhaled, "The stronger the person, the more difficult it is to resist its deceit. On the contrary, they are loose by nature. Hobbits who don't have too many goals are not affected by it. So is Bilbo and so are you. "
"Really?" Frodo looked at Sophie who was still eating a lot of food: "Are you sure?"
"Huh?" Sophie looked back, "That ring is a big talker."
"Big talker?" Gandalf questioned.
"It says it can realize any wish of mine, can give me countless treasures with incomparably powerful power, and promise to rule the world with me." Sophie said while eating.
"Hi..." Gandalf took a breath: "How did you answer?"
"I said I want to see Ilúvatar, gain the power as powerful as Melkor, turn Arda into a big cake that can't be eaten, and it will ignore me again. ," Sophie snorted: "In order to prevent it from cheating Bilbo away, I will burn it once a year."
"..." Gandalf froze for the second time.
"What's the matter? Who is that?" Frodo asked.
"What she said were...'the supreme who created this world','the former master of Sauron,' and'Middle-earth Continent itself'," Gandalf laughed: "The wish is too big, and it is also against the deception of the Lord of the Rings. But it’s useless to simply talk about it. This can only prove that Sophie really thinks that way. Under those wishes, only food can attract her attention a little."
"You still didn't say what to do with this ring." Frodo looked down at his clenched fist.
"In any case, the Shire is no longer safe. You have to take it and leave. First go to the'Prancing Horse Inn' in Burri. I have to discuss the countermeasures with the'White Council', and then I will look for you. "Gandalf's eyes rolled on Sam, who was sneaking out of his head: "Sam, you go with Frodo. If he loses to the enchantment of the Lord of the Rings, you are responsible for waking him up."
"Oh, yes, after all, the gardener has to follow the master." Sam agreed immediately.
"Will Sophie go with us?" Frodo looked at the Hobbit girl who had already swept away the pre-prepared food.
"No, in fact, I originally came here to look for her this time," Gandalf shook his head and said to Sophie who was looking at him: "After the demon Lord Sauron awoke, the Harads from the East gathered to face Gushan. , Changhu and Tieqiu have launched an attack on the front lines, which is also where your rations are produced. I hope you can help them."
"No, it's too troublesome, it's better for Shire." The little hobbit girl yawned, as if she was ready to sleep after she was full.
"Huh...it's just a tribute over there, maybe it doesn't taste good, but do you know? Those Harads brought their domesticated war mammoths," Gandalf paused, adding reluctantly : "Huge body, firm meat, delicious."
"Mammoth Giant!" Sophie's eyes widened suddenly, and after two seconds of lapse, she jumped out of the window. The next moment, the little Hobbit girl turned into a dragon covered with scarlet scales, accompanied by flapping her wings. The resulting hurricane disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
"..." X2
Frodo and Sam looked at the gray-robed wizard with contempt.
"Ah, anyway, you go to Brie and wait for me. If I can't make it in time, there will be a battle captain named'Strider' to meet you." Gandalf helped his hat and hurried out of the bottom hole of the bag.