Bright Moon Fairy King

Orovel, who was standing on the back of the giant eagle, said anxiously, "My friend, the Wind King - Gwaihir, please spread your wings and quickly take me to the World Tree in the City of the Bright Moon."

Gwaihir is the strongest and fastest eagle in the Third Age - the Fourth Age.His wingspan is a full 82 meters. He is the wisest giant eagle among the giant eagle clan. He can speak human words and his keen eyesight is the strongest in Middle-earth.His ancestor was Thorondor, the greatest of the great eagles. Gwaihir and his brother Landlova lived in the Misty Mountains with many of their vassals. It is said that he was Thorondor in the First Era. of attachment.He helped Beren and Lúthien escape from Angband with the help of Landroa.

"Of course~my friend, Orovir~" After saying that, Gwaihir spread his wings and flapped them faster. When they passed by a cloud, the air flow generated by Gwaihir's fanning was almost gone. Its complete fanning.

It originally took ten days to ride horses from the City of Bright Moon to Bray Town, but now it only took half a day to cross the Misty Mountains.

Slowly, Orovel saw the outline of the City of Bright Moon on the Holy Tree Mountains. At this time, the elves of the City of Bright Moon were working hard. They saw the figure of the Wind King in the sky - Gwaihir.So they waved happily towards him.

In the past five years, Oroville has continued to make friends with various free races in the north.Among them, the giant eagle is the one he wants to befriend the most. In this era when extraordinary power is gradually dimming, the power in the air is the most powerful.Whether you're gathering information or fighting evil, it's indispensable.

Now the giant eagle clan in Middle-earth has formed a good alliance with the City of Bright Moon. Orovel has promised that if the giant eagles are tired of life in the Misty Mountains, they can come to live in the World Tree.

The World Tree is Orovel's foundation in this world and everything to him. It is for this reason that he pays special attention to this aerial power.

call out--

Gwaihir made a piercing sound in the air, and led Orovel to the foot of the World Tree.

Orovel did a somersault in the air, jumped off Gwaihir's back, and stood firmly on the ground with his feet.

"World Tree, I'm asking for your help. A terrible plague has swept through Bray Town. I couldn't completely eliminate this plague even if you dropped the leaves before."

World Tree heard Orovel's request. He stretched out a vine and picked off a leaf two meters long and one meter wide from the top of the tree. Then World Tree took out a group of crystal clear dew from the crown. These are The World Tree has been accumulating and storing it, and uses its own power to continuously produce dew with the breath of magical life.

World Tree placed two things in front of Oroviel, "Oroviel, take out your Elf Silmarillion."

Upon hearing this, Oroviel took out the Silmarillion without hesitation. The light of the Silmarillion was released for a moment. The Wind King Gwaihir on the side sighed: "I didn't expect that after thousands of years, there would be a chance to return again." Once I saw it, it was an elven treasure filled with the afterglow of the twin sacred trees.”

The World Tree used magic power to instantly wrap up three things. This dew with the breath of magical life wrapped the huge leaves of the World Tree. The Elf Silmarillion rotated above them and bloomed with golden and Silver light, then the World Tree gently tapped the Silmarillion with a vine, and the Silmarillion once again appeared with three colors of light. Finally, the three-color light hit the dew and the leaves of the World Tree. .

The outlines of the leaves of the World Tree gradually turned into green starlight, and continued to blend into the dew. The Silmarillion above them once again released three-color light, and the dew mixed with the starlight of the leaves of the World Tree began to rotate. , and soon a waterspout formed in the sky.

Time passed little by little, and Orovel was waiting anxiously. After three hours, the waterspout stopped rotating, and turned into a ball of extremely clear water suspended in the air with a little golden starlight. In the air, the Silmarillion slowly flew towards Oroviel, and Oroviel stretched out her right hand to catch it steadily.And hid it in his arms.

"Okay, Orovel, take this magic potion to save the humans in Bray Town." After saying that, the World Tree waved its vines in the air to condense the water elements in the air, and gradually the water elements condensed into a ball. Water, World Tree touched it with a vine, and the ball of water turned directly into a huge round ice container and a lid, and the magic potion that had been prepared quickly rotated, and then fell drop by drop. into a round ice container, and finally the lid made of ice sealed the magic potion.

After a brief farewell to the World Tree, Oroviel took the magic potion and stepped onto Gwaihir's back again. Gwaihir unfolded his majestic dual-wielding, shook slightly, and suddenly there were gusts of wind and waves on the ground, and then again. Fan it hard and fly up into the blue sky.

Their speed was very fast along the way. One second they were still in the City of the Bright Moon, and the next second they were 200 meters away. Time was tight and they could not be delayed.

They flew through the night, and after half a day's journey, they finally arrived over the town of Bray. The residents of the town were groaning feebly on the square where they gathered.

Their eyes were filled with dullness. This painful plague was constantly causing all kinds of torture to their bodies and minds. They could hardly hold on any longer.

Arazon, who was standing on the wall nearby, was also walking back and forth. He looked at the townspeople sadly. These were his people. They had suffered so much. He felt aggrieved by his own powerlessness.

Alvin, who was standing next to him, clasped his hands on his chest and prayed devoutly for the townspeople.

The sun gradually rose from the horizon, and the light of dawn began to slowly appear on this land. Orovel, who was riding a giant eagle, had no time to wait for Gwaihir to land on the ground, so he jumped down.

The townspeople under the square looked at the sun rising again. They stretched their hands to it eagerly, longing for its warmth and hope.

The sun had completely risen, and the intense light for a moment caused the townspeople to temporarily squint their eyes.

A majestic figure descended from the sky. He raised his right hand high above his head. In his right hand was a crystal clear ice ball. Water with golden starlight flowed in the ice ball. The warm sunshine set off his brightness from behind.

The townspeople who experienced this disaster described this one as falling from the sky like the bright star of Eärendil to the earth.He brought the holy water to eliminate disasters to the world, thank him - the star of hope - Oroville...