Darkness.

Boundless darkness!

Within the darkness seemed to be thick, turbid breaths, dull, frantic heartbeats. Even worse, it felt as though hearing and sight were completely lost, utterly filled and consumed by that maddening darkness!

Upon entering the Hall of the Dark Source, Aragorn immediately felt the severe consequences of this loss of the five senses, and his heart sank.

But Aragorn was a battle-hardened warrior. In his adult life, he had traveled throughout Middle-earth for at least ten years. Then, he joined the Gondor army in disguise, quickly becoming the renowned general "Thorongil" (Eagle of the Star), annihilated the Corsairs of Umbar, and then became Strider, the leader of the Rangers of the North!

In the battle of Weathertop, Aragorn was even more formidable, single-handedly fighting off the five Ringwraiths. The Ringwraiths' power came from the darkness and fear in the hearts of their enemies, which showed how strong Aragorn's strength and mental fortitude were!

He immediately took a deep breath, gripped his holy sword Andúril tightly, and, more importantly, Aragorn's equipment was outrageously luxurious. The accessories hanging from his waist also emitted a faint white light, dispelling the darkness around his body.

This emerald, inlaid in a silver eagle-shaped base, was also equipment, an Elven gem left to him by Galadriel, the Lady of Light of Rivendell, called Elessar. The Lady of Light's possession was naturally the enemy of darkness.

In addition, the Evenstar necklace around Aragorn's neck was the soul vessel of his lover Arwen, and the twin-headed serpent ring on his finger had an ancient, vast aura. It was a treasure passed down for tens of thousands of years, the pinnacle of legendary equipment, the Ring of Barahir, a symbol of the Númenórean royal family's heritage! In the darkness, even if Aragorn didn't use its power, he could faintly hear the solemn reprimands issued by the emperors of the Númenórean royal family!

Using immutability to respond to all changes was Aragorn's response. He retreated a few steps, his back against the wall, his sword held horizontally in front of his chest, defending tightly.

He believed that the enemy would not be able to trap him here for long. This was their last counterattack, and as long as he escaped, it would be their end!

Unlike Aragorn's sense of calm, once Fang Senyan threw Aragorn into the depths of the Hall of the Dark Source and arranged such a fleeting, deadly trap, Sauron's will sensed it all and immediately became violent and intense.

Not only did the darkness in the Hall of the Dark Source overflow wildly, blasting and covering the vicinity of the hall for forty or fifty meters, like astonishing, impenetrable black mist, but even in Mordor, thousands of miles away, where Sauron's physical form, the Eye of Fire, was located, the flames surged. Mount Doom also spewed out thick black dark magic, and the Eye of Fire's gaze reached tens of kilometers away, leaving barren wasteland wherever it looked, and the earth scorched and withered.

At the same time, Sauron's roar echoed in the minds of all the surviving Contractors on the side of darkness:

Kill him! Kill him! Sacrifice the flesh and soul of this last remnant of the Númenórean royal family to me! I forgive all your sins!

Note: Aragorn is in the Hall of the Dark Source and is being cursed by Sauron. If he is killed by a Contractor, there will be an amazing drop rate.

No wonder Sauron reacted so violently when he realized there was an opportunity to kill Aragorn. During the Battle of the Barad-dûr in the Third Age, Sauron originally had a great chance to successfully rule Middle-earth.

He stepped forward like Lü Bu, first taking down Gil-galad, the High King of the Noldor Elves, and then crushing Elendil, the strongest warrior of men, in a few strokes. But just as he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, Elendil's son, Isildur, was brutally pulled down from the highest goal and suffered a humiliating defeat!

And now, the legendary sword held by Aragorn, Andúril, was reforged from the shards of the holy sword Narsil! Moreover, Aragorn was a direct descendant of Isildur! As the saying goes, seeing an object evokes memories of a person, and now Aragorn was giving Sauron a double stimulus!

Of course, in addition to old grudges, Aragorn also led the Army of the Dead to crush the Orc legions and the war elephant legions of the Haradrim in the South, which was an even more recent grudge. With new and old grudges intertwined, how could Sauron not be bloodshot!

*

Fang Senyan's Horn of the Mad stopped halfway through the charge. Despite the preciousness of time, he still stopped.

Because at that moment, he heard a prompt in his ear: Aragorn is in the Hall of the Dark Source and is being cursed by Sauron. If he is killed by a Contractor, there will be an amazing drop rate.

Fang Senyan could not peek into the future, but he believed in two things.

The first thing was that people's hearts were very greedy, and the second thing was that Aragorn was definitely not someone who was easy to kill!

So Fang Senyan stopped, and at the same time did not forget to smear medicine on his teammates who were protected by the magma of Mount Doom. And at this time, he got good news from the degree of reduction in blood volume at the dark gold leech. That is, he had at least thirty seconds to kill Aragorn undisturbed.

At the same time, dazzling white light shone, tearing through the darkness fiercely, followed by a series of screams. There were even a few spots of warmth splattering in the darkness, hitting Fang Senyan's face, with a faint tingling.

There was no doubt that at this time, there were not only the Ace Team but also the Skull's people in the entire Hall of the Dark Source. They should have recovered to almost full strength in the icy magma state, and someone must have been unable to resist the huge temptation and attacked first.

But, who was Aragorn? Since he already knew that he had been ambushed, he must have opened all his ultimate moves at this time. If he did not attack, he would not attack. If he did, it would be an extremely fierce counterattack! This was why Fang Senyan wanted to slow down, to let those greedy guys absorb Aragorn's brewing counterattack, and at the same time, he would get a chance to breathe.

After the screams subsided, Fang Senyan slowly walked towards Aragorn, appearing calm, resolute, and not impatient. At the same time, the G-spot on his right hand continued to dissolve, transforming from a glove into that terrifying weapon: the magic sword Apophis!

"Do you know why I'm not in a hurry at all, Aragorn?" Fang Senyan walked slowly, speaking slowly. The darkness of the Hall of the Dark Source did not affect him at all, so he could clearly see that the scene around Aragorn was very tragic. Two whole Contractors were chopped into seventeen or eighteen pieces by him, their flesh and blood blurred, and blood splattered everywhere!

The accessories on Aragorn's waist emitted a soft white light, wrapping him inside, like a white eggshell that contained him, the power of the Lady of Light of Rivendell protecting him, preventing him from being eroded by the darkness. Although Aragorn's vision could only see about half a meter away, it was better than knowing nothing.

Hearing Fang Senyan's words, Aragorn originally did not want to answer, but he immediately realized that he had to say something. How could the dignified King of Gondor not dare to return the enemy's words? Besides, his close friend was by his side, and there were tens of thousands of troops outside!

"Perhaps you know that no matter what you do, you cannot escape the judgment of justice and light, disciple of darkness," Aragorn said lightly.

"No." Fang Senyan said seriously, "That's because I planned this trap for eighteen days and twenty-one hours. The remaining time is enough to kill you."

Aragorn said lightly:

"There have been about ten people who dared to speak to me like this, but their ending is the same. Their heads were chopped off and hung on trees to warn everyone that this is the end of depravity."

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"When you went to seize control of the Army of the Dead, you were already intercepted by our people, and your strength began to decline from its peak at that time, right? Perhaps not much, but at least by one level, otherwise, it would have been impossible to be intercepted for nearly ten hours."

"Next, you led the Army of the Dead to trek thousands of miles, fighting against the Haradrim and Orc legions. Your strength must have declined again by at least two levels, right? This is still being conservative. Although it was a smooth battle, the tenacity of the dark warriors will definitely not disappear so easily."

"After the battle, you rested hastily, probably recovering to eighty percent of your strength, but the three consecutive assaults on the Hall of the Dark Source should have greatly depleted your vitality, right? My teammates' strength is very clear, it is not an exaggeration for them to have consumed three levels of your strength."

"So, what I have to face at this time is only half the strength of Aragorn. More importantly!! Aragorn, I know and can crack your greatest reliance, that is your kingly destiny!! In front of me, you are just a powerful Dúnadan!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Senyan's momentum had reached its peak, and he charged fiercely at Aragorn! He also held his sword with both hands, unstoppable! Seeing the seemingly ordinary weapon in his hand, which would only reveal its sharpness when its blade met another, Aragorn roared and met him, because he knew that retreating would mean losing not only the terrain but also his confidence.

The first attacks of both sides did not dodge at the same time. Fang Senyan's sword struck Aragorn's shoulder, and the legendary sword Andúril pierced Fang Senyan's left leg!
Chapter 1 The Beginning
Darkness.

Boundless darkness!

Within the darkness seemed to be thick, turbid breaths, dull, frantic heartbeats. Even worse, it felt as though hearing and sight were completely lost, utterly filled and consumed by that maddening darkness!

Upon entering the Hall of the Dark Source, Aragorn immediately felt the severe consequences of this loss of the five senses, and his heart sank.

But Aragorn was a battle-hardened warrior. In his adult life, he had traveled throughout Middle-earth for at least ten years. Then, he joined the Gondor army in disguise, quickly becoming the renowned general "Thorongil" (Eagle of the Star), annihilated the Corsairs of Umbar, and then became Strider, the leader of the Rangers of the North!

In the battle of Weathertop, Aragorn was even more formidable, single-handedly fighting off the five Ringwraiths. The Ringwraiths' power came from the darkness and fear in the hearts of their enemies, which showed how strong Aragorn's strength and mental fortitude were!

He immediately took a deep breath, gripped his holy sword Andúril tightly, and, more importantly, Aragorn's equipment was outrageously luxurious. The accessories hanging from his waist also emitted a faint white light, dispelling the darkness around his body.

This emerald, inlaid in a silver eagle-shaped base, was also equipment, an Elven gem left to him by Galadriel, the Lady of Light of Rivendell, called Elessar. The Lady of Light's possession was naturally the enemy of darkness.

In addition, the Evenstar necklace around Aragorn's neck was the soul vessel of his lover Arwen, and the twin-headed serpent ring on his finger had an ancient, vast aura. It was a treasure passed down for tens of thousands of years, the pinnacle of legendary equipment, the Ring of Barahir, a symbol of the Númenórean royal family's heritage! In the darkness, even if Aragorn didn't use its power, he could faintly hear the solemn reprimands issued by the emperors of the Númenórean royal family!

Using immutability to respond to all changes was Aragorn's response. He retreated a few steps, his back against the wall, his sword held horizontally in front of his chest, defending tightly.

He believed that the enemy would not be able to trap him here for long. This was their last counterattack, and as long as he escaped, it would be their end!

Unlike Aragorn's sense of calm, once Fang Senyan threw Aragorn into the depths of the Hall of the Dark Source and arranged such a fleeting, deadly trap, Sauron's will sensed it all and immediately became violent and intense.

Not only did the darkness in the Hall of the Dark Source overflow wildly, blasting and covering the vicinity of the hall for forty or fifty meters, like astonishing, impenetrable black mist, but even in Mordor, thousands of miles away, where Sauron's physical form, the Eye of Fire, was located, the flames surged. Mount Doom also spewed out thick black dark magic, and the Eye of Fire's gaze reached tens of kilometers away, leaving barren wasteland wherever it looked, and the earth scorched and withered.

At the same time, Sauron's roar echoed in the minds of all the surviving Contractors on the side of darkness:

Kill him! Kill him! Sacrifice the flesh and soul of this last remnant of the Númenórean royal family to me! I forgive all your sins!

Note: Aragorn is in the Hall of the Dark Source and is being cursed by Sauron. If he is killed by a Contractor, there will be an amazing drop rate.

No wonder Sauron reacted so violently when he realized there was an opportunity to kill Aragorn. During the Battle of the Barad-dûr in the Third Age, Sauron originally had a great chance to successfully rule Middle-earth.

He stepped forward like Lü Bu, first taking down Gil-galad, the High King of the Noldor Elves, and then crushing Elendil, the strongest warrior of men, in a few strokes. But just as he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, Elendil's son, Isildur, was brutally pulled down from the highest goal and suffered a humiliating defeat!

And now, the legendary sword held by Aragorn, Andúril, was reforged from the shards of the holy sword Narsil! Moreover, Aragorn was a direct descendant of Isildur! As the saying goes, seeing an object evokes memories of a person, and now Aragorn was giving Sauron a double stimulus!

Of course, in addition to old grudges, Aragorn also led the Army of the Dead to crush the Orc legions and the war elephant legions of the Haradrim in the South, which was an even more recent grudge. With new and old grudges intertwined, how could Sauron not be bloodshot!

*

Fang Senyan's Horn of the Mad stopped halfway through the charge. Despite the preciousness of time, he still stopped.

Because at that moment, he heard a prompt in his ear: Aragorn is in the Hall of the Dark Source and is being cursed by Sauron. If he is killed by a Contractor, there will be an amazing drop rate.

Fang Senyan could not peek into the future, but he believed in two things.

The first thing was that people's hearts were very greedy, and the second thing was that Aragorn was definitely not someone who was easy to kill!

So Fang Senyan stopped, and at the same time did not forget to smear medicine on his teammates who were protected by the magma of Mount Doom. And at this time, he got good news from the degree of reduction in blood volume at the dark gold leech. That is, he had at least thirty seconds to kill Aragorn undisturbed.

At the same time, dazzling white light shone, tearing through the darkness fiercely, followed by a series of screams. There were even a few spots of warmth splattering in the darkness, hitting Fang Senyan's face, with a faint tingling.

There was no doubt that at this time, there were not only the Ace Team but also the Skull's people in the entire Hall of the Dark Source. They should have recovered to almost full strength in the icy magma state, and someone must have been unable to resist the huge temptation and attacked first.

But, who was Aragorn? Since he already knew that he had been ambushed, he must have opened all his ultimate moves at this time. If he did not attack, he would not attack. If he did, it would be an extremely fierce counterattack! This was why Fang Senyan wanted to slow down, to let those greedy guys absorb Aragorn's brewing counterattack, and at the same time, he would get a chance to breathe.

After the screams subsided, Fang Senyan slowly walked towards Aragorn, appearing calm, resolute, and not impatient. At the same time, the G-spot on his right hand continued to dissolve, transforming from a glove into that terrifying weapon: the magic sword Apophis!

"Do you know why I'm not in a hurry at all, Aragorn?" Fang Senyan walked slowly, speaking slowly. The darkness of the Hall of the Dark Source did not affect him at all, so he could clearly see that the scene around Aragorn was very tragic. Two whole Contractors were chopped into seventeen or eighteen pieces by him, their flesh and blood blurred, and blood splattered everywhere!

The accessories on Aragorn's waist emitted a soft white light, wrapping him inside, like a white eggshell that contained him, the power of the Lady of Light of Rivendell protecting him, preventing him from being eroded by the darkness. Although Aragorn's vision could only see about half a meter away, it was better than knowing nothing.

Hearing Fang Senyan's words, Aragorn originally did not want to answer, but he immediately realized that he had to say something. How could the dignified King of Gondor not dare to return the enemy's words? Besides, his close friend was by his side, and there were tens of thousands of troops outside!

"Perhaps you know that no matter what you do, you cannot escape the judgment of justice and light, disciple of darkness," Aragorn said lightly.

"No." Fang Senyan said seriously, "That's because I planned this trap for eighteen days and twenty-one hours. The remaining time is enough to kill you."

Aragorn said lightly:

"There have been about ten people who dared to speak to me like this, but their ending is the same. Their heads were chopped off and hung on trees to warn everyone that this is the end of depravity."

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"When you went to seize control of the Army of the Dead, you were already intercepted by our people, and your strength began to decline from its peak at that time, right? Perhaps not much, but at least by one level, otherwise, it would have been impossible to be intercepted for nearly ten hours."

"Next, you led the Army of the Dead to trek thousands of miles, fighting against the Haradrim and Orc legions. Your strength must have declined again by at least two levels, right? This is still being conservative. Although it was a smooth battle, the tenacity of the dark warriors will definitely not disappear so easily."

"After the battle, you rested hastily, probably recovering to eighty percent of your strength, but the three consecutive assaults on the Hall of the Dark Source should have greatly depleted your vitality, right? My teammates' strength is very clear, it is not an exaggeration for them to have consumed three levels of your strength."

"So, what I have to face at this time is only half the strength of Aragorn. More importantly!! Aragorn, I know and can crack your greatest reliance, that is your kingly destiny!! In front of me, you are just a powerful Dúnadan!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Senyan's momentum had reached its peak, and he charged fiercely at Aragorn! He also held his sword with both hands, unstoppable! Seeing the seemingly ordinary weapon in his hand, which would only reveal its sharpness when its blade met another, Aragorn roared and met him, because he knew that retreating would mean losing not only the terrain but also his confidence.

The first attacks of both sides did not dodge at the same time. Fang Senyan's sword struck Aragorn's shoulder, and the legendary sword Andúril pierced Fang Senyan's left leg!