Chapter 74: The Divine Spear Aeglos

Gandalf took the spear, stroking it while examining it carefully, and exclaimed in amazement, "Kael, your luck is truly enviable!" "If I am not mistaken, this spear has an extraordinary origin. It is the divine spear of Gil-galad, the High King of the Noldor—Aeglos. It accompanied Gil-galad through countless battles and has the distinction of wounding the Dark Lord Sauron in the War of the Last Alliance. But when Gil-galad fell in battle, this divine spear disappeared without a trace." "I never expected to see it today in the Goblin King's treasure hoard." Hearing Gandalf's account, everyone was astonished, all eyes turning to the silver-white spear. Even the dwarves, who didn't get along with Elves, knew Gil-galad's name well. As the last High King of the Noldor and founder of the Kingdom of Lindon, Gil-galad had formed the Last Alliance of Elves and Men with Elendil, founder of the Kingdom of Arnor. They assembled armies at Rivendell, crossed the Misty Mountains, marched south along the Anduin River, defeated Sauron's forces at the Battle of Dagorlad, and then besieged Sauron's stronghold—Barad-dûr. During the Siege of Barad-dûr, Sauron was forced to emerge from the Dark Tower and face Gil-galad and Elendil in combat. In the end, both Gil-galad and Elendil perished. Gil-galad's divine spear Aeglos vanished without a trace, and Elendil's sword Narsil was shattered by Sauron. When Sauron stood triumphant, Elendil's son Isildur picked up the broken sword fragments and cut off Sauron's finger bearing the One Ring, causing Sauron's physical form to perish and his ultimate defeat. Kael took back the divine spear, also filled with delight. He hadn't expected this spear to have such a legendary history. As the weapon of Gil-galad, High King of the Noldor, the divine spear Aeglos embodied the painstaking efforts of countless Elven craftsmen and represented the highest artistry of the Elven race—truly a divine weapon. The divine spear Aeglos was nearly two meters long, forged from unknown materials, extremely hard and sharp, yet incredibly light. Kael could wield it with one hand. "Use it well," Gandalf said enviously. "This is the only weapon that has tasted Sauron's blood and remains intact—it can intimidate many dark creatures. The divine spear is indestructible. It could even penetrate Sauron's dark armor, so it might be able to pierce dragon scales and become the key weapon for victory at the Lonely Mountain." "I will," Kael nodded solemnly. Although he already had Flammifer as a weapon, who would complain about having too many weapons? Especially an indestructible divine spear. Moreover, he had discovered that when dealing with creatures like Orcs, spells indeed caused obvious damage. But when facing powerful Maia-level beings like dragons or Balrogs, ordinary spells probably couldn't cause much harm. He even somewhat doubted whether the Killing Curse could really kill the dragon Smaug. After all, the Killing Curse targeted the soul, but creatures like dragons had very powerful souls. With Kael's current strength, the Killing Curse he cast probably couldn't cause fatal damage to a dragon. Just like in Harry Potter, when Barty Crouch Jr. used Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as Moody, he once said that even if fourth-year students mastered the Killing Curse and cast it on him, at most it would only make him bleed from the nose—it couldn't kill anyone. In this situation, native artifacts like the divine spear Aeglos could actually exert greater power and cause damage to dragons. Kael stored the divine spear Aeglos in his pouch space, then looked at the cave full of gold, silver, and jewels. Although he wasn't lacking in treasure, he wouldn't give up what he encountered. He picked up some old and new money pouches from the ground and used the Undetectable Extension Charm to expand their interiors to about two meters of space. Then he waved his wand, dividing all the treasure in the cave into the money pouches, filling over a dozen pouch spaces, and then putting these pouches into another pouch space. Seeing this scene, the dwarves were dumbfounded. Such a huge pile of treasure was just packed into a small pouch? What did their earlier bulging stuffing behavior amount to then? Under the dwarves' resentful and pleading gazes, Kael touched his nose and agreed to expand space for everyone's money pouches. Even Thorin, who hadn't taken any treasure, received a space from him. So the dwarves happily stuffed all their treasure and belongings into their money pouches. The two young dwarves, Kíli and Fíli, were even more amazed as they stuck entire hands into the pouches, then excitedly pointed at the hands that looked like severed limbs and exclaimed in wonder. "Alright, we should leave here," Kael called to the dwarves who were excitedly playing with their money pouches. "Don't forget we still haven't found Bilbo!" Hearing this, the dwarves instantly calmed down and looked at each other. "Oh right, we still haven't found Bilbo. We almost forgot about him." Everyone remembered poor Bilbo and hurriedly left the treasure cave. But looking at the steep, bottomless abyss, everyone couldn't find a way down for a moment. "This is too steep. How do we get down?" Everyone looked at each other. "Jump down," Kael said. "I'll catch you with magic." Without another word, he leaped directly down. Everyone was frightened by this sudden scene, watching Kael fall into the abyss. "Oh my goodness, he won't die from the fall, will he?" the dwarf Bombur said in terror. "Listen to Kael, everyone. I'll go first," Gandalf said cheerfully, and then, before anyone could react, he also jumped down directly. The dwarves left behind looked at each other. "How about you jump first, Fíli?" Kíli urged. "Why don't you jump first?" Fíli retorted irritably. Bofur carefully looked down at the abyss below, then quickly backed away, patting his chest and shaking his head vigorously. "This high up, falling down would definitely turn us into mush. I'm not jumping anyway—my heart can't take it!" While the dwarves hesitated, Thorin hesitated for a moment, then resolutely jumped down. "Thorin!" The dwarves were startled. Thorin was the heir of the Durin dwarves. If something happened to him, this journey to the Lonely Mountain would be meaningless. The dwarves no longer hesitated and all jumped down. Feeling the rapid descent and rushing wind, the dwarves screamed in terror. Just when they thought they would die from the fall— "Arresto Momentum!" Kael's voice rang out from below. The dwarves instantly felt their falling speed slow down, stopping completely when they were twenty centimeters from the ground. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the next second they lost support and fell face-first to the ground. The dwarves groaned and awkwardly got up from the ground. "That was way too thrilling! My heart almost stopped beating!" the eldest dwarf, Balin, caught his breath, covering his chest with lingering fear. Gandalf was already standing beside Kael, cheerfully watching the dwarves. "This was a rare experience opportunity. It would be a shame to miss it—after all, not many people can jump from such a height and not die." "Forget it. We dwarves only like living on solid ground. We can't enjoy this kind of thrill at all," Bofur refused outright. "Speaking of which, where's Bilbo? Wasn't he supposed to be at the bottom of the abyss? Why don't we see him?" "Let me check with the crystal ball again." Kael took out the Palantír again, thinking that after all this time, Bilbo should have removed the ring and ended his invisibility. (End of Chapter) *** [Check Out My Patreon For More Chapters On All Of My Fanfics!!] [www. [email protected]/meowthtl] [+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter] [Thank You For Your Support!]