Chapter 1104 1086. The evil dragon is coming!
Lan En still learned about the form of [Bulk Golden Rosin] during the chat with Lorenzo, and then after returning to the Magical Middle Ages, he manually divided several whole packages of [Golden Rosin] into small oilcloth packages. of bulk.
Easier and faster to use, but lasts shorter.
Hey, Lao Luo is good at everything, but he is not very good at life.
No wonder Kong is capable, reliable and has a strong sense of responsibility, but in the end, it was his turn to take over urgently because the previous leader of the Knights of Lothric died in the rebellion.
The souvenirs were all collected by Velvet Ball himself, and he didn't even have the intention to give them away.
There is not much [Golden Pine Resin] that can bloom golden thunder, so Lan En can only hand over to the Elf Archers all the [Higher North Wind] alchemy bombs he currently has.
Ever since piecing together most of the alchemy formulas collected by demon hunters in Kaer Morhen's collection, Lan began to simultaneously upgrade his alchemy reserves.
Sword oil, magic potions, alchemy bombs, decoctions.
Without the lack of money, his own alchemy talent can be considered 'commendable', so the levels of these consumables It quickly reached the top.
Lan En doesn't understand Smaug. The dragons in this world are not natural creatures, but a race of war machines created by Morgoth.
Many of Lan En’s experiences probably cannot be copied.
But there is probably no doubt that the evil dragon uses dragon fire to show off its evil.
[North Wind], which has high body temperature, high heat resistance and can burst out cold air, is the best choice.
Unfortunately, after the situation between the north and the south became more and more complicated, Tisaya and Margarita had no time to inject additional magical freezing air into Lan En's [North Wind] bomb.
For example, in Ashina Country, it was impossible for a [North Wind] bomb to freeze the traitor Ninja Owl and the earth spirit he surrendered [Fire Feather Mist Crow] at the same time.
So this is just a bunch of [Higher North Wind] with ordinary specifications.
As the night gradually deepens, the golden sunset first turns red and then disappears into the dark horizon.
Although Lan En and Bud were still lighting the lamps in an orderly manner, their psychology and spirit were slowly becoming tense at the same time.
After lighting the lights on both sides of the last trail, Lan En jumped lightly onto the roof of the house that had not collapsed and looked towards the north.
There is not a trace of fire in the ruins of Riverdale City, and the townspeople seem to have completely complied with Bard and the instructions he gave.
This made Lan En feel a little relieved.
Bud was also standing on the top of a broken wooden tower, looking nervously to the north, but he was looking in the direction of Lonely Mountain.
“Look!” Suddenly, Bard, who was holding on to the railing with one hand to stabilize his body, stretched out his upper body and shouted towards Lan En.
“There is fire in the lonely mountain!”
There was indeed a fire, flickering on and off, bursts of fire.
Although Gushan is a large mine built in the mountain, there are still many openings outside the mountain for ventilation.
It was already night, the weather was getting colder and colder, and cold fog began to float on the lake and mountains again.
The firelight in the mountain was scattered through the cold fog, turning into a foggy light spot that was not very shining on the mountain.
“What’s going on now?”
Footsteps as light as fallen leaves sounded one after another. It was Thranduil leading his elven archers over.
The Elf King of the Woodland Kingdom asked in a deep voice.
Previously, they were responsible for lighting lamps in another direction, and were familiar with the terrain of Changhu Town.
Each of them knew that to fight against such a powerful creature as the evil dragon, if they did not rely on the power of the large army, they would have to make good use of every inch of the terrain.
Fortunately, this is above the Long Lake.
According to the mystical theory of this world given by Thranduil, the power of the evil dragon's flames was suppressed by the power of the long lake, the melting water of the snowy mountains and the convergence of the rivers.
The cold lake water is a favorable terrain for them.
Although the twenty elite elf shooters were not panicking at this time, their handsome faces under the golden helmets mostly had expressions of solemnity and deep breathing.
Although most of them have lived thousands of years of life, who can say that they are not nervous in the face of an evil dragon?
Thrandil is a suit of exquisite and beautiful silver armor, as well as a cloak with silver patterns on a black background.
However, at this time, his hand was not resting on the handle of the long knife at his waist, but he picked up the bow and arrow.
A compound bow made from a mixture of unknown wood and silver metal.
Facing Thranduil's inquiry, although Bard was nervous, he still conveyed everything he saw.
“Bursts of fire?”
Thranduil murmured in a low voice, frowning at the same time.
At this time, an elf archer had the same lucky mentality as Bard just now.
"Maybe that's a sign of the dwarves' success?"
The archer said softly.
“We have seen it before, haven’t we? The furnace in Gushan is running, smelting out countless gold and silver ores. The fire is burning day and night, and can be seen in Changhu Town, which symbolizes The wealth and prosperity of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom.”
Now that Thorin Oakenshield leads the team to restore the Lonely Mountain Kingdom, there are only two results in everyone’s mind.
One is that the country is restored successfully, and the other is that the evil dragon wakes up and all the dwarves are wiped out.
It depends on whether it is the dwarf messenger or the dragon Lieyan who spreads the news. Bard on the ruined tower pursed his lips and looked solemn.
Lan En did not speak at the side.
Thranduil shook his head directly: "We have all seen what the Lonely Mountain Kingdom looked like during its prosperity, and we have also seen how the huge smelting furnace works."
"The fire didn't come out in bursts."
The Elf King's voice carried a sense of reason, a calmness that could only be dealt with calmly after seeing bad situations happen uncontrollably.
"Get ready to fight! Follow the plan! Everyone get into the predetermined position! Quick!"
After Thranduil issued the order, the twenty elite elven archers no longer had any objections.
They spread out around Changhu Town with light steps, each looking for a shooting position.
With a muffled sound of 'bang', Lan En, who was much heavier than the elves but lighter than his size should be, jumped down from the high roof and landed next to Thranduil.
"Are they all equipped with the things I gave them?"
Lan En brought not many [Higher North Wind], only five, and they were all distributed to the elves.
“It’s difficult to hang a ball on an arrow.” Thranduil said expressionlessly, “But it doesn’t matter. For us, we just need to weigh it in our hands, and then hang it on the arrow. It’s okay.”
“Also, you don’t have to come here to talk to me, Adanisil.”
Thranduil raised his head and glanced at Lan next to him.
"I am not afraid of fighting, nor will I run away from the battle. As long as there is a chance to kill Smaug, I will persist until the end to tell the result."
Lan smiled sheepishly. laughed.
In front of the elves in this world, he still seems a bit immature.
After all, he had only seen a drop in the ocean of the memories in the gene seed that spanned tens of thousands of years. It was a timeline that took many space warriors to piece together.
But among the elves in this world, many of them have lived for thousands of years.
Needless to say, everyone knows their combat goals today.
That is - kill the dragon!
Soon, the fire that was still on the distant mountain became brighter and brighter, and at the same time, it became bigger and bigger, which meant that it was getting closer!
When the firelight finally came down from the mountainside of Gushan and flew at a lower altitude, the foot of Gushan Mountain and the shore of Changhu Lake were all illuminated with golden light by the firelight!
Like a little sun!
"I am fire! I am death!"
A roar that was too low to sound like the voice of a humanoid creature echoed in the air.
That indeed did not come from the mouth of a humanoid creature.
Legend has it that on the day when Lonely Mountain and River Valley City were destroyed, people did not see the evil dragon at first, but first saw a hurricane!
The description of this legend is extremely accurate.
Smaug's wings can forcibly carry his own weight, as well as the thick layer of liquid gold covering his body, into the sky, and fly!
This kind of power is unimaginable!
The evil dragon is a creation of Morgoth. It is a war machine created by him to deal with the mythical battlefield not long after the creation of this world!
This level of power is natural.
Smaug flew close to the surface of the Long Lake, and the fire that shone through his skin from the inside of his chest and throat was horrifying!
Every time the wings flap, the huge air pressure will leave two huge sunken bowl-shaped holes on the water. The vacancies in the lake will not be filled until it flies forward.
Flapping his wings and fanning the lake water again and again, the flow pattern of these liquids was messed up!
The waves in an inland lake, when accumulated, look like they are on a rough sea!
As the evil dragon attacks, its dark and evil power begins to bring about changes in the surrounding atmosphere.
The bright moon that was hanging safely in the sky began to be obscured by thick dark clouds, as well as the stars scattered in the night sky.
The sky above Changhu Town suddenly became gloomy.
Gloomy and restless.
It's like a dangerous flame that doesn't start!
The orange-red fireball falling from the lonely mountain in the distance first flew at low altitude over the lake.
It caused waves wherever it passed, and the speed of its flight also created a ferocious water splash trail on the lake.
And just when the orange fireball approached Changhu Town, it suddenly jumped up!
The elevated flapping wings bring a huge amount of air flow, which moves crazily through the streets and buildings of Changhu Town.
It even blew up several nearby houses! The tiles and wooden walls were blown up into the sky like gravel, shattered into sawdust, and then crackled down again!
Immediately afterwards, the orange-red fireball that rose in height and slowed down revealed its slender and ferocious tail that was hidden in the shadow behind the firelight.
The dragon wings open and close like a razor, and there is an evil and fierce dragon head on the slender neck!
The Dragon Smaug!
What slowed down this ferocious beast was not that it changed its mind, became kind-hearted, and became tolerant when it came to Changhu Town.
It raised its height and slowed down its speed just to allow Long Yanzi to plow through Changhu Town carefully!
“Roar!!!”
In the gloomy night and misty cold fog, Smaug's figure flashed across the town.
There is only the orange-red dragon flame sprayed out from its mouth, which is so bright that it dazzles the eyes!
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