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#133Chapter 133 Mystery and TaboosAI Model: gemini-2.5-flashIn mysticism, there is a field of study called "Forbidden Knowledge."

Accompanying Forbidden Knowledge is another phenomenon: Vis.

Whenever someone acquires Forbidden Knowledge, their "Vis" increases. The higher the Vis, the more likely strange phenomena are to appear on them.

Mild cases might involve a sudden pool of viscous, cursed, dirty water appearing underfoot, or eyes suddenly dimming, making it difficult to see, or becoming extremely hungry, wanting to eat anything and never feeling full.

More severe cases might involve various hallucinations. Sometimes these hallucinations are of countless small spiders crawling out of the void, which will attack the person experiencing the hallucination.

It's important to note that even if these hallucinations are only visible to the affected person, if one allows those 'hallucination spiders' to tear at them, it can genuinely lead to death. So, if you see a Mystic fighting with thin air, don't be surprised; they are merely protecting themselves.

Besides hallucinations, some people might suddenly feel a burst of heat and spontaneously combust, or curses might appear on their bodies, causing continuous health loss.

In fact, phenomena that only affect oneself are relatively good. Some Vis phenomena can turn the affected person into a source of pollution, and any life touched by them will also be contaminated...

However, besides negative phenomena, sometimes neutral phenomena also occur. For example, a particularly memorable Vis: "Death Gaze." This phenomenon usually only appears in those whose Vis is hopelessly high.

People with Death Gaze have extremely narrow vision and cannot see things too far away, but any creature seen by a person with Death Gaze will gradually wither away until death.

Just as its name suggests, Death Gaze means whoever is looked at dies, yet it does not harm the owner themselves. Sometimes it can even be used as an attack method.

All in all, the strange phenomena brought about by Forbidden Knowledge are numerous, and the harassment they inflict on Mystics is unavoidable, potentially occurring at any time.

Moreover, most of these phenomena cannot be cleared by milk; one can only endure them.

It is worth mentioning that some of these phenomena are simply due to the confusion of one's own consciousness and thoughts caused by studying Forbidden Knowledge.

Others are because these studies have disturbed certain existences from the Outer Realms.

They have noticed the forbidden researchers and are attempting to send their minions or exert influence from the void.

When a researcher of mysticism touches the forbidden, the forbidden will also seek them out.

However.

From the official start of his research until now, Li Wei felt that his Vis had accumulated to a considerable degree; his vision had dimmed several times to the point where he couldn't see clearly.

But he had not seen any more severe phenomena occur.

Especially those phenomena that clearly involved direct interference from Outer Realm existences.

They seem to have been isolated by something, unable to permeate their power here.

All influences exerted by Outer Realm existences are nowhere to be found; only the Vis originating from the researcher himself is still in effect.

They cannot interfere here.

"Does that mean I can research Forbidden Knowledge as I please?"

Thank the God of Creation.

Although most Vis effects pose no great threat to Li Wei, being periodically harassed is quite annoying.

Especially when there are effects that can affect others.

Although a substance called "Exorcism Soap" can remove Vis from the body, it can only remove temporary, non-permanent Vis. Truly deep-seated, permanent Vis will still take effect.

The effects caused by permanent Vis almost always bear the shadow of some existence.

Before this, Li Wei was still a bit worried.

Now it's fine; the creator of this world has withstood everything for him.

Clearly, those things from the Outer Realms are far lower in status than Arda's God of Creation; They cannot affect this place.

Evaluation: Not even as exciting as Sauron.

Sunrise and sunset, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Li Wei walked out of the tower, embracing the warm light of the sun, feeling that much of his Vis had been removed.

During this time, he had unlocked all chapters and sections of mysticism—except for Evocation, which was a study leading to the Outer Realm void.

Unlocking Evocation requires an item called a "Grimoire of Evocation," usually carried only by cultists.

Clearly, there are no cultists in Middle-earth. At least not yet.

However, it's not a big deal; some things revealed by Evocation are not absolutely essential. Being a proper Mystic is quite good too.

Now, all research is ready.

So, the most urgent task is to begin the first step of setup, a setup that will span his entire mysticism research career—the Infusion Altar.

This device can infuse magic Vis into mundane objects, or combine multiple items containing different Vis to coalesce them into some extraordinary item.

This is "Alchemy."

Unlike a crafting table, the Infusion Altar is a multi-block structure that requires a certain building area. Since the first floor of the tower already had a plan, Li Wei directly opened up the second floor of the tower, dedicated to infusion and various magical crafts.

Thus, the magic Vis stored in numerous ordinary wooden staves was consumed, and the materials needed to build the Infusion Altar were fully prepared.

Bang!

As the 25 points of various Vis stored in an ordinary wooden staff with a golden tip were completely consumed, a square runic matrix slowly rose. The arcane stone blocks at the four corners impossibly transformed into cylindrical shapes, guarding the runic matrix.

This is the core of the Infusion Altar; it serves for computation and execution, and also has a certain Vis storage capacity, essentially a simple magical computer.

After the Infusion Altar core was complete, Li Wei placed a pile of pedestals around it.

This completed the basic form of the altar.

But it wasn't finished yet. Magical research is always accompanied by risks. When creating some more advanced magical items with the Infusion Altar, it is possible for errors to occur, and the way to reduce the error rate is to place a large number of magical items around it.

Thus, the Rotten Flesh dropped by Orcs long ago came in handy.

This Rotten Flesh can be refined into magical grease in a crucible. Magical grease can be made into grease candles, which are a relatively low-cost and aesthetically pleasing magical decoration.

Li Wei took some time to return to Roadside Fort and pulled out several stacks of Rotten Flesh from a chest he had placed there long ago.

Little Pink curiously walked over and sniffed it.

Little Pink walked away in disgust.

Although Little Pink was disgusted, Li Wei was not.

"Let us thank the Orcs; they have made an indelible contribution to the development of mysticism."

A moment later, a full 169 grease candles were placed at the base of the Infusion Altar, providing it with stability.

After completing the fully equipped Infusion Altar, Li Wei opened the Thaumonomicon and built other essential facilities one by one, placing them on the second floor of the tower.

After doing all this, it was time to solve another problem: Elemental Shards.

These are indispensable for the development of mysticism, usually obtained by mining, but Middle-earth does not have such ores, nor do they generate in the Nether.

Without Elemental Shards in mysticism, it's like not having wood in Minecraft; it's simply unplayable.

But fortunately, the Thaumonomicon revealed another method for obtaining Elemental Shards: throwing Quartz Shards into a crucible with basic elements would refine them into Elemental Shards of the corresponding attribute.

Thus, the problem of this major basic resource was also solved.

With all conditions met, Li Wei eagerly began to tinker with bottles and jars, and then used a Vis Distiller to separate the required Vis from various materials, immediately crafting a Quartz Staff.

This type of staff has three times the magic Vis storage capacity of a wooden staff, at 75 points. Switching to this is like upgrading a weapon from a wooden sword to an iron sword—a significant upgrade.

75 points is a threshold; a more powerful staff is the silver tree Staff, which can store 100 points of magic, while a lower-tier one is the Greatwood Staff, with 50 points of storage capacity.

It's just that this world has neither silver trees nor Great Oaks.

But... trees that contain magical Vis, like the silver tree, don't seem to be absent from this continent.

Li Wei's thoughts drifted from inside the tower to the Golden Wood on the east side of the Misty Mountains, which is the territory where Lady Galadriel lives: Lothlórien.

There, the ground was covered with mallorn trees with silver-white trunks and golden-yellow leaves.

Those trees were not native to Middle-earth but originated from the sacred land where the great powers of the West lived.

—Valinor.

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#134Chapter 134 Rune ShieldAI Model: gemini-2.5-flashAlthough not comparable to its counterparts in Valinor, the mallorn trees of the Golden Wood are also tall and magnificent, and most of the Lothlórien Elves' dwellings are built on them.

"Perhaps that kind of tree can replace the silver tree…"

After all, both are tree species rich in magic and possessing a certain purifying power; their natures are simply too similar.

Thus, the Golden Wood became a must-visit location.

Li Wei had not forgotten that in Rivendell, Lady Galadriel had invited him to be her guest in the Golden Wood, but he had never been able to find the time.

Perhaps he should visit her soon.

A trip to the Golden Wood was thus decided.

But before that—

Li Wei returned to the castle and pulled out a pile of materials.

Amber, wool, silk thread, glowstone powder, gold ingots…

After finding these materials, he also used gold nuggets to synthesize a plain pure gold ring.

He placed this gold ring on the core pedestal in the center of the enchanting altar, and arranged the other materials on the auxiliary pedestals on both sides.

Li Wei then went to the alchemy area, distilled the necessary Vis, and stored them by category in Vis jars.

Energy, magic, protection.

These three Vis would complete Li Wei's last shortcoming, which was the lack of magic defense.

Standing before the runic matrix of the enchanting altar, Li Wei exclaimed.

Saruman, the White Wizard, had been trying to emulate Sauron for a long time, forging rings with wondrous magical power.

But he would never have imagined that someone he considered a crude barbarian would create something similar before him today.

"Rune Shield Ring."

Buzz—

As the matrix activated, the materials on the side pedestals gradually decomposed and dissipated, transforming into the most basic essence and injecting into the gold ring in the center.

Then came the pure Vis from the jars, converging into the ring.

With the blessing of the grease candles, this enchantment was quite smooth, without any accidents.

Whoosh—

In a moment, the runic matrix stopped operating, and the ring in the center emitted a faint glow.

After the enchantment, the appearance of this ring was greatly different from its previous simple look.

It was a gold ring inlaid with sparkling amber particles, and compared to before, its color was more vibrant golden-yellow, subtly leaning towards orange.

With gold as the form and amber as the magical Vis carrier, a ring with protective functions was thus created.

Li Wei put the ring on his hand and immediately felt a warmth emanating from it.

As the magical Vis stored in the staff was absorbed, faint golden runes spread out from the ring, gradually climbing over his entire body, forming a transparent magic shield.

After a flicker, this faint golden shield immediately became hidden.

Only when the wearer is attacked will it reappear, blocking damage for him.

Rune Shield + 5.

This ring can provide 5 points of shield, which means it can block five points of damage; after being broken, it needs to absorb Vis from the staff to gradually recover.

Without hesitation, Li Wei made another rune ring, as well as a pendant and a belt.

Two rings, one necklace, one belt—this is the maximum number of accessories that can be effective; even if more are worn, only these will be effective.

They can provide a total of 28 points of shield.

After completing the rune four-piece set, Li Wei upgraded them and endowed them with special effects.

When the shield on the belt is broken, it will unleash a shockwave to push nearby enemies away; when the shield provided by the rings is broken, it will provide Li Wei with a health recovery effect; when the shield of the necklace is broken, it will immediately generate another temporary rune shield of 8 points.

Now, Li Wei was confident in facing the siege of the Ringwraiths.

Their abilities were no longer an unsolvable problem; even without Gandalf present, their curses, mental attacks, magical damage, and various martial arts…

Actually, they were still a bit difficult to deal with, but at least it wouldn't be like before, where there was no countermeasure and he could only rely on milk to fight head-on.

"Hoo—"

Catching his breath, putting away various research tools, and tidying his backpack, Li Wei stretched lazily.

Being cooped up in the tower doing research was truly tiring work—mainly because it was a bit of a brain drain.

It was hard to imagine Saruman being able to stay in his tower for decades continuously doing research.

Just to tinker out a magical ring.

Of course, the ring he researched was definitely not the same as the one on Li Wei's hand; what Saruman pursued was a powerful Ring of Power on par with the Three Elven Rings.

If he saw Li Wei's ring, he might find it novel and surprising, but he certainly wouldn't think it was what he was looking for.

After all, besides its magic defense function, this ring had no other use.

The sun was bright this day, and Li Wei walked out of the high tower to the gate of Roadside Fort.

Seeing their lord, who had been gone for a while, reappear, the gatekeepers quickly opened the city gate to welcome Li Wei back to the city.

The Residents were already used to Li Wei's sudden departures and returns.

In the past, all Residents were happy to see their lord return.

But today, there was one exception, and that was the cook responsible for Little Pink's meals.

During the time Li Wei was immersed in research in the tower, sometimes he was too busy distilling Vis or arranging magic pipelines, so after forgetting to feed Little Pink twice, he directly entrusted Little Pink to a Resident with high contribution points.

As soon as he heard Li Wei was back, this Resident immediately came to find Li Wei, bowing his head in fear and saying, "My Lord, I have come to confess to you."

"What's wrong?"

Li Wei had a bad feeling.

"Little Pink, whom you entrusted me to take care of, it, it…"

"What happened to it? Did something happen?"

"No, not really… I don't know how to explain it, My Lord, but I assure you, I absolutely did not skimp on Little Pink's food; I always let it eat as much as it wanted, whatever it liked, until it couldn't eat anymore, and normally we got along very well, it was very close to me, it's just, it's just…"

As he was speaking, a figure suddenly came running from a distance, flapping its wings and waddling on its hind legs, then plop, it crashed into Li Wei's leg, desperately rubbing against him.

"Good boy, good boy."

Li Wei stroked Little Pink's head and observed it briefly.

Judging by its size, it must have eaten a lot during this time, and its spirits were good, looking very happy.

"Isn't this great?"

Li Wei looked at the cook. Why was he confessing something so inexplicable?

Until Little Pink let out a sound from its throat.

"Woof!"

Li Wei smiled with understanding.

The cook quickly explained, "It's my fault, My Lord, please punish me. I didn't look after Little Pink properly and let it run off to play with a Dahuang from next door."

"Woof!"

Speaking of Dahuang, Dahuang arrived.

Little Pink, who was rubbing against Li Wei's pant leg, immediately turned its head and frolicked with a Dahuang that ran over from a distance.

"Alright, alright, it's fine, it's not your fault. Let it play if it wants to, after all, there are no other creatures of its kind here to teach it what to do."

"Besides, it's not even half a year old yet, and it really needs a playmate."

Li Wei felt a bit exhausted. He comforted the highly contributing cook and told him to go back and continue what he was doing.

A short while later, Dahuang and Little Pink had run enough. One dragon and one dog came together to Li Wei, squatting in front of him.

Li Wei extended both hands, one stroking the dragon's head and the other stroking the dog's head, while also observing Little Pink's playmate.

It was a very steady Dahuang, very obedient, intelligent, with a good temperament, friendly, and not fierce.

Or rather, at least it knew who to be fierce with and who not to be fierce with.

It was clear its owner had trained it well.

It just looked quite old.

"Sigh."

After feeding Dahuang a piece of meat, Li Wei rubbed Little Pink's dragon head and sighed:

"Why do you have to play with it?"

"After all, you can live so long…"

Like Elves, dragons have no lifespan limits.

They exist eternally.

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AI Model: gemini-2.5-flashLi Wei wasn't sure if it was a good idea to let a newborn Dragon, who hadn't experienced any complex situations yet, feel the pain of separation too early.

Although for Dragons with infinite lifespans, separation would surely be a common occurrence in the days to come, it was still young after all.

"Forget it, it's bound to happen sooner or later."

He let go of Little Pink, allowing them to continue playing, and Li Wei returned to the castle, spread out the map, and began planning his next trip.

Lothlórien.

With a destination, there must be a route.

A line was drawn from Roadside Fort to Moria.

Then there was the exit on the east side of Moria, not far from which was that golden forest; the two places were almost adjacent.

Looking at these two places, Li Wei also felt a slight sense of Feelings.

In the past, Dwarves and Elves once shared a sincere friendship; they had enthusiastically helped the Elves, but unfortunately, in the end, the Dwarves were harmed by their deepening greed and stubborn nature.

The Rings given to the Dwarves by Sauron made them as greedy as Dragons, hating anyone who tried to take their treasures, but their stubbornness prevented them from submitting to the darkness or being controlled by Sauron.

After receiving the Rings, the Dwarves of Khazad-dûm, led by the contemporary King Durin III, even dispatched a large army to fully assist the Elves in resisting Sauron, and it was with their help that Elrond was able to retreat successfully.

This is also why Elrond was so tolerant of Thorin and his company in Rivendell; it was all thanks to their ancestors.

The partial defeat in that battle so angered Sauron that he directly ordered the Orcs to be eternal enemies of the Dwarves, targeting them everywhere.

From then on, the two races would fight fiercely whenever they met, their jealousy and hatred far exceeding all others.

"I'll go from here."

Moria.

That autumn, Li Wei set out from Roadside Fort, heading south, crossing the Loudwater River, straight down to Eregion, passing through numerous ruins, and arriving at a lake beneath the Misty Mountains.

This was precisely where the West Gate of Moria was located.

Under the night sky, Li Wei gazed at his reflection in the lake and reached out to touch the water's edge.

Ripples spread to the distance, disturbing the things within.

But when the ripples subsided, the lake remained deathly still.

"Hey, is anyone there!?"

Li Wei shouted into the lake and threw a stone in.

However, the expected movement did not occur.

Of course, Li Wei wasn't going crazy; he was merely trying to summon the unspeakable, shapeless "Watcher" with its giant tentacles in the water.

However, although the Water-watcher didn't respond to Li Wei, another sound appeared on the mountain beside him.

Roar—!

An Ogre climbed the mountain, revealing its hideous and terrifying head, its blood-red eyes fixed on the human who had delivered himself below.

One must know that this place was now called Moria, not Khazad-dûm, and as long as the former name remained, it meant it was still full of darkness, teeming with Orcs, Wargs, Ogres, and some giant beasts.

"A Warg, only one?"

Just as Li Wei was thinking this, another Warg appeared from the other side of the Warg that had shown its head.

Immediately following, dense red dots emerged from the mountain.

A pack of Wargs.

Li Wei licked his lips and drew his long sword.

Swish—

Under the moonlight, Nemesis emitted a cold light, but in the eyes of the Wargs, that light seemed like fine thorns, making them retreat uncontrollably.

And when Li Wei took two steps forward, exposing his face and figure to the moonlight.

The leading Warg suddenly let out a howl, turned, and ran down the hillside.

The other Wargs beside it also seemed to have just woken up, following the leading Warg without looking back.

Suddenly, the area became quiet again.

"…"

Li Wei silently sheathed his long sword and turned to look at the place he was searching for.

Adjacent to this deep lake was a vertically smooth rock wall, looking as if it had been carved by something. As Li Wei gradually approached, several patterns lit up in the middle of this smooth rock wall.

This was a hard, magical gate, incorporating both Elven and Dwarven craftsmanship; even Sauron's army at its peak could not break through it, only being blocked outside.

To open it, a secret word was needed.

"Mellon."

Li Wei uttered the syllable, which means "friend" in Elvish.

Splash.

The magical gate opened automatically.

The gate of a Dwarven kingdom, yet it required an Elvish word to unlock and open, which was enough to prove the friendship that once existed between the two races.

In fact, the gate itself was also a symbol of the two parties' friendship; when Eregion had not been destroyed, it was always open.

However, at this time, it was better for it to be closed.

As the gate closed, the only light source disappeared, leaving only pitch black inside, making it impossible to see anything.

Li Wei didn't pull out a torch but drank a potion of night vision.

His vision immediately cleared.

Li Wei opened his eyes wide.

He saw two thick stone pillars, dozens of meters high, standing within the huge cavern, guarding the wide passage in the middle that led further inside.

There were also small doors on either side of the stone pillars.

He didn't rush forward.

Creak.

One of the small doors on either side of the stone pillars was pushed open.

What met his eyes was not a very large room, with several straw-woven beds placed inside, close to a fireplace. On the wall beside the beds hung some empty weapon racks, and in front of the weapon racks was a small table with dusty plates and wine glasses.

"Outpost?"

Li Wei thought of a word to describe this place.

It was clear that no one had been here for a long time; of course, after the fall, such a place would be useless.

After searching the two outposts, and finding nothing good after rummaging through everything, Li Wei rubbed his hands.

The player's urge to loot had kicked in; it was unbearable not to find something good in a ruin.

Closing the outpost gates, Li Wei walked towards the wide passage between the stone pillars, proceeding inward until he reached a perilous small path.

Using the night vision effect, Li Wei could see the entire topographical outline of the area.

The path hugged the rock wall, with a bottomless deep valley below. Something seemed to be moving deep within, like an Orc, but it didn't seem to notice anyone above.

Looking up, Li Wei also found that this path connected to three directions: upper, middle, and lower. The topmost one connected to a Dwarven-style passage, while the other two led to unknown places.

Li Wei walked upwards without hesitation.

It turned out that this choice was correct.

Before long, a wide hall appeared before him.

As always, it had the grand Dwarven style, tall and wide, supported by multiple stone pillars. If not for a staircase leading upwards with a walking height that was too low, one might believe giants lived here.

The surroundings were silent, with no apparent anomalies.

Li Wei walked along this path for a very long time, so long that his night vision potions in his backpack ran out, and he had to take out his alchemy table and various materials from his Ender Chest to craft some on the spot.

This monotonous journey lasted for several days, riddled with various confusing winding paths and barriers. Sometimes, he would walk to a dead end, and other times, after twists and turns, he would end up in some unknown room.

This couldn't help but remind Li Wei of a rumor: Moria itself was a giant maze.

After getting lost for several days in a row, Li Wei became anxious.

He directly pulled out his pickaxe.

"Forgive me, Thorin, this place of yours is too difficult to navigate. I'll help you fix it a bit."

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hapter 136: Echoes Resounding Through the Grand HallAI Model: gemini-2.5-flashClink.

Another stone from the wall was knocked down.

After helping his allies renovate the passages of Moria, Li Wei finally found a relatively wide path that seemed to lead to the eastern exit.

Gulp.

Another bottle of Night Vision Potion went down.

At a descending staircase, Li Wei looked up, his eyes gradually widening, his breathing slowing.

This was a truly massive, enormous, vast hall, so large that one could not see its end at a glance.

Countless magnificent stone pillars, over a hundred meters tall, stood neatly on the ground, reaching from earth to sky, supporting this underground kingdom. Each of these grand pillars was meticulously carved with Dwarf-style engravings, a truly eye-opening sight.

This was Khazad-dûm, a wonder of Middle-earth, a magnificent underground hall.

But soon, people would witness new wonders outside.

Li Wei walked slowly through this hall—this long, endless hall.

Silence surrounded him, and Li Wei gradually became lost, starting to lose his sense of direction.

After an unknown amount of time and an unknown number of potions, Li Wei suddenly turned his head, his gaze spanning the distant corridor, looking towards a somewhat different outline on the eastern side of the hall.

A door.

A large door with a metal frame.

Finally seeing something new, Li Wei was somewhat excited. He quickly ran over and tried to push the door.

With a clang—the door did not open, only producing a slight tremor, seemingly blocked by something inside.

This door was extremely sturdy; it would certainly be difficult to break open by normal means.

But Li Wei was not normal.

He pulled out his axe and knocked the door down.

Clatter.

As soon as he entered, Li Wei's foot hit something brittle, which scraped across the ground, making a slight sound.

"This is…"

Li Wei crouched down.

It was the skeleton of a Dwarf, already so decomposed that only bones remained, and even the bones were brittle and crumbling, clearly very old.

He was still wearing armor.

Placing the unidentified Dwarf remains aside, Li Wei continued to explore further inside.

Creak.

A wooden chest was opened, a thick layer of dust sliding off it, but the contents inside were sparkling new.

"Gold, silver."

Another chest opened.

It was a large pile of jewelry and ornaments.

There were many such chests here.

Most people in this world would surely be delighted for a long time upon seeing these things, as the treasures here would absolutely be enough for one person, or even an entire family for several generations, to never spend it all.

However, as one chest after another was opened and the treasures within were revealed, Li Wei felt a bit bored.

It was just a bit of gold and silver treasure.

Things like this, as Li Wei had said before, if he released all his wealth, it could flood Roadside Fort.

This amount of gold and silver treasure was truly nothing to him, and his backpack had very few empty slots; he even felt it was a waste of space to carry these items.

So Li Wei closed these chests, and as he continued deeper, he would only open chests or other containers to see what was inside, then lose interest.

Until he reached the end of this room.

On a forging table, several silver-white pieces were stacked, covered in dust.

Gently wiping away the dust, his item bar displayed the ID of this item.

"Mithril…"

The strongest, most beautiful, and rarest metal in this world.

It was whiter than silver, tougher than gold, and more brilliant than diamonds.

[Mithril] series crafting recipes added.

Mithril Chainmail, Mithril Leggings, Mithril Boots, Mithril Circlet.

The four-piece Mithril armor set had the same attributes as netherite alloy, slightly stronger than diamonds, but without knockback resistance.

"Alright, overall, netherite alloy is still a bit better."

However, although the armor was a bit weak, Mithril could be forged into swords with 9 points of damage, the same base attribute as 'Nemesis'.

One could only say that it truly lived up to its reputation as the strongest material in this world; its high cost certainly had its reasons.

There were a total of four pieces of Mithril on this forging table, just enough to make a Mithril Chainmail, worth the equivalent of a Shire.

This was far more valuable than everything else in this room combined.

Mithril—

A long time ago, when Mithril could still be stably produced, it could be exchanged for gold at a 1:10 ratio. Later, with the fall of Moria, Mithril could no longer be mined, and its price steadily rose, to the point where it was no longer traded, unobtainable no matter how much money one had.

After safely putting away these precious pieces of Mithril, Li Wei continued to explore other parts of the room. Once he was sure there was nothing better, he put the door back in place, ready to leave.

However, just as one foot had stepped out, Li Wei's eyes suddenly moved, and he noticed something unusual on the Dwarf's remains beside the door, stuck in the sternum.

The item was very subtly lodged, and due to the angle, he hadn't seen it when he moved the body earlier.

This…?

"My apologies, may your soul rest in peace."

Muttering, Li Wei reached his hand in and pulled out the item:

A small, silver-white axe, finely crafted and sturdy, with some incomprehensible symbols carved on it.

"Could it be…"

Li Wei was a bit unsure, as he had never seen it before and didn't know the meaning of the symbols, but judging by the craftsmanship, it was indeed extraordinary.

He decided to take it out and show it to Thorin; perhaps he would recognize it.

Having made up his mind, he closed the door tightly and reinforced the latch. Li Wei suddenly frowned.

Clang!

An arrow struck his chest plate and bounced off to the side.

"Roar!"

A strange cry echoed from one of the stone pillars. Li Wei followed the sound and saw an Orc with a hideous face covered in lumps, making its features almost indistinguishable, staring intently at him, scrutinizing this unfamiliar intruder.

Upon receiving a gift, one must, of course, return the favor.

Li Wei also pulled out his bow and arrow and shot towards the Orc's position.

Whoosh—

The Orc quickly shifted its body to the side, but it was useless; the arrow still grazed it.

If it had been an arrow shot by someone else, a graze would have been harmless.

But this was an arrow shot by Li Wei.

And an arrow shot by him, once touched, there was no such thing as 'no damage'.

Touched meant hit.

Whoosh!

Flames erupted on its body. The Orc howled uncontrollably, and while howling, it desperately rubbed against the stone pillar, trying to extinguish the flames, but this was destined to be futile.

Soon, it fell from the stone pillar like a burnt, withered branch, landing with a 'thud'.

That light, that sound, were particularly eye-catching within this hall.

"I think this place would definitely be great for a concert."

Li Wei commented.

Boom!

Drumbeats, coming from deep underground.

Boom! Boom!

The sound mimicked the frequency of a heartbeat, one beat after another, ringing out, then drawing closer.

Li Wei voluntarily took two steps forward, looking into the distance.

He saw dense, writhing outlines of creatures at the end of the hall, pouring out from all directions, filling the space like ants, covering the ground, climbing onto the stone pillars if there was no space, and hanging from the dome if there was no space on the pillars.

Those hanging from the dome must have very strong arm strength.

After all, if their arm strength wasn't good and they dared to do that, they would have fallen to their death long ago.

Orcs.

An Aoke Army from deep within Moria.

A ferocious Nether Legion.

"Alright, the audience has arrived."

Whoosh—

In the darkness, their crimson eyes fixed on the invading trespasser.

Just as the Orcs were about to charge, intending to let this intruder personally experience the taste of crops gnawed by a passing swarm of locusts, the person suddenly spoke, with polite phrasing:

"Wait a moment, please wait a moment!"

Li Wei shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the great hall. For some unknown reason, the Orcs actually stopped involuntarily, standing still, waiting for this human's subsequent words.

"You may not know me, after all, we haven't met before, and this place, oh, in my opinion, doesn't really seem like it can receive news from the outside world…"

"But! I promise, everyone will get to know me very soon, because—"

"You will soon scatter like cowardly and weak dogs whose master has died!"

Scatter like dogs…

Scatter…

Scatter…

That hateful voice echoed through the hall, from one end to the other, distant and prolonged.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Something seemed to be brewing in the darkness, growing more ferocious and terrifying, like Mount Doom about to erupt.

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