A motorcycle journey through the worlds

Chapter 149 Looking for something

"...Yes...it's all in my mind...the fall of Moria...the overthrow of the Grey Iron Dwarfs' kingship...the Dark Lord Sauron...the One Ring...the Lord of the Machines...the Undead. We, the Dwarves, have actually suffered so many hardships..."

"Those things can be put aside for now. You should be very clear about the purpose of waking you up, right?" The Elf Prince interrupted impatiently. This mission was full of twists and turns, and he was already in a state of constant tension.

“Arrogant and conceited elf! Please watch your tone~~~!” The dwarf king, who had two souls in one body and two cores, rolled his eyes and scolded: “This is Moria, and I am the king here. You must be at least polite to me~~~!”

"He's just a dead ghost, why are you so arrogant~~~!" The Elf Prince was immediately annoyed.

"What did you say! Are you trying to challenge me? Stupid elf!"

"..."

In order to separate the two people who were at loggerheads, everyone spent a lot of effort. In the end, it was Lin Yu who came forward to mediate, and only then did the "dwarf king with dual SIM cards and dual standby" JB "agree to lead everyone away from here.

"I can take you away from here... but I also have my conditions..." The dwarf king Jinba said in a firm tone, without any room for negotiation: "You must do one thing for me!"

"What is it?"

"..." The Dwarf King hesitated for a long time before he said vaguely: "It's nothing, just looking for something. As long as you find that thing, I promise to give each of you a piece of equipment made of mithril!"

"Gear made of mithril!" Mithril equipment can be said to be one of the most precious treasures in the "Lord of the Rings" plane. To use the original words of the character Bilbo Baggins, it is "light as a feather, but tough as a dragon scale."

The grey wizard Gandalf once said that a small vest made of mithril is more valuable than the entire Shire. In fact, the value of mithril is far more than that. It is an extremely rare metal that is compatible with magic. In other words, mithril is the best material for making various magical equipment. A set of top-grade magic heavy armor made entirely of high-purity mithril, paired with a powerful defensive warrior, can create an almost unkillable monster. Ignoring all opponents below the god level, how can such a thing not be tempting?

The Mines of Moria are the only place in Middle-earth where mithril can be mined, and the Dwarf King Balin is the real owner of the Mines of Moria. The promise he made is naturally very credible.

Just when the Dwarf King secretly despised these greedy people on the ground, Lin Yu's casual words shocked him so much that he almost lost his soul.

"How did you know?" The dwarf was indeed a straightforward guy, and he revealed his true purpose without any scheming.

"It's very simple..." Lin Yu replied with a smile: "The only thing that can be more precious than Mithril is the Ring... I think when you are attacked by the Orc army, you will definitely try to hide the Ring in a safe place first."

In the original plot of the movie, although the orc army of Mordor captured the Mines of Moria, there was no plot where the Lord of Darkness Sauron recovered the dwarven ring, and there was no orc using mithril equipment. From the plot of the third part, when they accidentally seized Frodo's mithril armor, no one recognized it, which shows that they have never seen real mithril. Following this line of thought, we can conclude that although the orcs captured the Mines of Moria, they did not gain any substantial gains.

Sharing the same body with his cousin Kingpin, the Dwarf Ring is an indispensable power whether for revenge of all the dwarves who were killed in Moria or for taking back the Dwarf Kingdom occupied by the Star-Sage. Naturally, it is the first thing the Dwarf King wants to take back.

Once the words were spoken, there was no more secret. The Dwarf King led the Fellowship of the Ring and began to travel through the underground world, which was as complex as a maze.

In this dim underground world, they took every step carefully. The dwarf king JB relied on his remaining memories of this place to try to identify the direction. His firm steps made a dull sound on this rugged road, as if playing a brave man's music.

Lin Yu followed closely behind the Dwarf King, his eyes flashing with vigilance, always paying attention to the movements around him, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

The Elf Prince Legolas was like an elegant guardian, he walked lightly, the bow in his hand was always ready to shoot, his eyes scanned back and forth in the darkness, as if to penetrate the endless darkness, looking for a ray of hope.

The others also remained vigilant. They relied closely on each other in this mysterious and dangerous underground world.

"Hey, you little brat, I'm talking about you. Hurry up and light your shabby torch. What are you dithering for?" The dwarf king JB, riding on the back of the white bear, shouted arrogantly, with an arrogant look as if he was the master of this world. His eyes were squinting, and his face was full of impatience, as if the other party was a slave he could order around at will.

The person he named cursed inwardly, but when he thought of the mithril equipment, he could only suppress his anger. The man turned his back, gritted his teeth, and took two deep breaths to calm himself. Then, he forced a bright and lovely smile on his face and responded, "Yes, King JB, I will raise the torch higher and add some oil to make it brighter."

As the light of the torches illuminated a wider space, a magnificent scene appeared before everyone's eyes. This place looked like an extremely huge hall, or a wide square, which was difficult to distinguish. Lin Yu and his companions stood there, completely unable to confirm the original purpose of this place. The reason was simple, the structure here was too strange. There were thousands of those majestic stone pillars that required four people to hug together and were so high that people could hardly see the top. These stone pillars were like the arms of a giant, supporting a giant space that seemed to have no end. It was no exaggeration to say that this was a giant's square, but it happened to be the home of the dwarves.

After arriving here, the face of the dwarf king JB instantly became extremely sad. Especially when he saw the dwarf corpses everywhere, he was silent, but his iron fists were clenched tighter and tighter, and the veins on his hands were bulging. Even the white bear under him could clearly feel the master's surging anger.