Chapter 812: Regain confidence
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"Such a grand affair....this completely eclipses my expectation."
Approximately three kilometers away from the battlefield, a concealed cave could be seen. The cavern entrance was covered with vines. Upon entering the entrance and making a ninety degree turn, one could observe a group of individuals sitting together. In front of them, was a puddle of clear water that was roughly 5-6 square meters wide. Nevertheless, this puddle of clear water resembled a mirror, displaying the battle scene occuring at the distant mountain path with great clarity; not a single movement was overlooked.
The one who spoke was indeed Sheyan. His brows were tightly knitted together. The present Sheyan finally realized that all along, he who deemed himself as the dark hand behind the curtains who manipulated battles to his victory, had actually been pitifully used as a chess piece for someone else's plan!
Furthermore, the current situation wasn't merely involving the assembly of eight invincible Nazguls. There was still Uruk-hai Lurtz. Such a battle on this scale....honestly speaking, it wasn't something the current Sheyan could conjure up with his own hands.
This battle situation was akin to a endlessly deep whirlpool. Without possessing adequate strength, don't mention participating, even being nearby would cause one to be swallowed up and torn asunder!
"Although this sounds pathetic, but towards this situation.....I have lost all control. There is no loophole that I can exploit." Sheyan mumbled out such words with great bitterness. This was one of the rare times he admitted his miscalculation.
Reef watched the puddle intently for a while before he spoke.
"The mastermind behind this is truly impressive. Making a great sacrifice of achievement points to create a one-time-use teleportation array for those seven Nazguls. The total expense of seven teleportation arrays amount to over a hundred achievement points!"
Sheyan asked curiously.
"Storyline characters can also employ items exchanged with achievement points?"
Reef answered.
"That item can only be exchanged after promoting to a certain military rank. It is called 'Point Dimensionfold Tech-device'. If a contestant employs it, he will return to the realm instantly, but will result in lowering all basic attributes of the contestant. Moreover, all rewards and items gain in the world would be forfeited."
"However, storyline characters can likewise employ that tool, which will create a truly formidable one-time teleportation array. I heard of a case recently. In one of the Terminator 1 storylines, storyline character Reese (John Connor's father) was supposed to die. However, a contestant utilized the item to immediately teleport the gravely wounded Reese to a hospital, who was saved after an operation. That is how I am quite familiar with such an item. Looking at it right now, I suddenly thought of it."
Sheyan frowned and spoke worriedly.
"Let's not talk about that. Those guys have already managed to gain the trust of existences like the Nazgul. Their entrenchment in the foundations of this world is simply unimaginable."
Reef pondered and replied.
"Boss, I feel that you are overthinking things. The nightmare world is a crazy place but one filled with countless opportunities. Still remember our performance in the Avatar world? It was also our first time entering that accursed world, yet your answer to it caused the sovereign of that planet, fine, one of the sovereigns of the world, Eywa, to reach a compromise. They managed to acquire friendship with those Ringwraiths? Do those rotting creatures still possess brains?"
After listening to Reef, Sheyan's eyes abruptly flickered brightly. After a brief silence, he replied.
"You are right! My friend, friendship with both Ringwraiths and an Uruk-hai leader is an incredibly foolish idea, perhaps...….my starting point is wrong. Those guys aren't totally invulnerable. Let us consider this from a different angle! The perspective of cost!"
"Perspective of cost? I don't understand." Reef asked in puzzlement.
Sheyan paused a little and answered.
"Let's be more direct, bypassing the process and to the outcome. After tossing aside whatever damn schemes they possess, let's consider the expense they poured into this wonderful deed."
"Firstly, they must've persuaded the Witch-King of Angmar. Apart from that Nazgul boss, nobody can command the other eight Ringwraiths to assemble. Next, based on your data, they wasted over a hundred achievement points, a tremendous fortune, in conjuring out seven 'Point Dimensionfold Tech-device'. No contestant would partake in a losing business. Hence, we can fundamentally affirm their profits would be multiplied that of the costs....now, should we guess where is the source of these profits?"
"Reputation. Slaying those prominent figures would undoubtedly inflate their reputation, providing them with bountiful rewards. They may have an exceedingly arduous mission to take the heads of elite elves of the Middle-earth alliance. Of course, the battle loots in this process as well."
Reef confidently laid out the options.
Sheyan took a hurried breath before replying.
"Yes, spot on. Battle loots...….I now know their motive! The ambitions of our contestant opponents are truly frighteningly unimaginable. Their ultimate goal is definitely the rings of power bestowed upon the elves!"
"The Elvish rings of powers, crafted with the same treasures as the One Ring, bestowed to the elven rulers. Now of the three rings, the Narya in the hands of Gandalf, Vilya with Elrond, and the Ring of Water, Nenya, adorned by the great Galadriel. If they succeed in this ambush, two rings of power, near the might of the One Ring, will be acquired by them!"
Reef inhaled a breath of chilling air.
"They dare to conspire so audaciously?! Simply inconceivable. Even if they manage to slay Elrond and Galadriel, the eight Nazgul will definitely not allow them to plunder the two divine-tier rings!"
Sheyan earnestly continued.
"Therefore, them falling out with the Ringwraiths is inevitable, that will be our chance!"
Speaking till here, Sheyan took a deep breath before resuming.
"This deduction won't be wrong. Reef, though it sounds far-fetched, you just need to consider carefully. If presented with this chance, what will be your choice?"
Reef hesitated a little and shook his head with a wry smile.
"I too will scheme for such divine equipments."
Sheyan sat up straight and pressed his hand on the ground. He carefully spectated the ongoing battle through the aquatic mirror. Meanwhile, his eyes slowly regained a luster of confidence, which burn with increasing passion.
"We still have an opportunity in this battle, a marvellous chance of fishing in muddled waters!"
Reef sighed with depression.
"Boss, but wanting to join a fight of this level, our combined might....is truly too weak."
Sheyan sneered and answered.
"Indeed, both parties are akin to massive boulders, exceptionally solid granite boulders. Yet we are an insignificant brittle egg. However, the boulders are about to collide! The elves won't be so easily defeated with two invincible divine rings protecting them. When the scales hit a deadlock, a simple egg can decide victory or defeat!"
With the eight synchronized Nazguls working alongside a terrifying archer, Lurtz, fleeing would not be a bright idea.
Placed in such a situation, Galadriel raised her left arm without hesitation. A dazzling twinkle flickered atop a finger like the morning star. Indeed, she activated a protection ability of the RIng of Water, Nenya.
Instantly, an incorporeal barrier surged out from her and developed a squarish area of a few dozen square meters around her. The barrier fluctuated with a warm but resolute glow, as it pressured towards the nearby Nazguls.
Naturally, the Nazguls wasn't willing to be repelled away. They immediately issued ghostly whispers and drew blazing swords to engage the barrier.
Dark nefarious weapons clashed against the barrier of Nenya, instantly inciting out waves of ripples. Although the barrier appeared impregnable, the offences of the Nazguls seemed to be effective; indicating that the shield would break one day.
Galadriel turned to the ashen-faced Elrond and coldly admonished.
"Are you still hiding your strength now? The strongest of the three rings, Vilya. Let those abominations of darkness receive Vilya's wrath."
Instead, Elrond offered a strange expression, which was an emotionless look. He shook his head slowly and replied.
"I can't."
Galadriel paused for a brief while. As she was about to rage out, Elrond suddenly removed the gown he wore, which caused Galadriel to be utter speechless.
On his left chest, was a terrible devastating wound, caused by the impalation of a large sword. It was deep and long. The periphery of his wound was charred black, as though flames had carbonized the edges. Cracks could be seen and the wound repeatedly diffused out a piercing moisty stench. It was as though the wound possessed its own sentience as it continued drilling deep into Elrond's body!
A sparkle abruptly flashed in the depths of his wound. With the terribly deteriorated state of his wound, he had to bury the Vilya inside his wound; borrowing its might to resist the powers of corruption!
Evidently, if Elrond dared to move the Vilya, he would perish!