Hearing Wang Zhen's words, Aragorn's expression turned grave. Unlike Xiao Shenke and the others, who had personally experienced the Ringwraiths' power, Aragorn had yet to face them head-on. Yet his knowledge of them was no less than Wang Zhen's.
This descendant of Elendil and direct grandson of Isildur knew all too well that every one of these Ringwraiths had once been a king who founded a realm. But these pitiful and tragic monarchs, driven by their greed for power and seduced by the evil will of the Dark Lord Sauron, had all put on Rings of Power. Under the Rings' temptation, the greed and desire in their hearts swelled without limit, until those unchecked desires devoured the kings who had once ruled entire nations. These founding sovereigns, whose names had once been recorded in human history, were ultimately imprisoned by the tiny golden rings on their fingers. Their souls sank eternally into the gap between life and death, never to be freed.
That was the true origin of the Ringwraiths.
Although Aragorn did not know that Wang Zhen and the others had long obtained all kinds of information about Middle-earth from the Main God, as a descendant of Middle-earth's human royalty, Aragorn did not wish to reveal this secret. The Ringwraiths' origins were simply too horrifying. If humans learned that the Black Riders, who served as the Dark Lord Sauron's loyal hounds and had slaughtered countless people, were once famous kings from human history, many might suffer a complete collapse of faith.
With Little White's Eye of Observation assisting him, Wang Zhen spotted the Nine Nazgûl from a thousand meters away and immediately issued a warning. Aragorn and the others promptly began readying their weapons and equipment. After all, these Ringwraiths were not like the cannon-fodder adventurers from before; bows