Chapter 1112 1094. Holy and pure light
I am being ‘preyed’.
After realizing this, nothing can describe the feeling in Smaug’s heart at this time.
It is a dragon.
In this era, due to the laws of the creator god Ilúvatar, extraordinary power gradually retreated to Valinor, the holy land of immortality in the West.
It should be the most unscrupulous and powerful one.
Even if we forcibly capture a country and eat and burn all the dwarves inside, no one would dare to care.
Even if they were guarding the mountains of treasure, no one dared to snatch it.
The dwarves dared to reassemble a small group and return to the Lonely Mountain, which was enough to surprise Smaug.
It thought it had killed the dwarves to the point of being scared and discouraged.
But this is not incomprehensible, after all, hatred has been one of the sources of powerful action since ancient times.
And the hatred for destroying the Gushan Kingdom is the most irreplaceable and irreplaceable hatred for the dwarves.
Smaug was a little unsure about the arrival of Thorin Oakenshield at first, but then he figured it out and understood.
But what about now?
I am being ‘eaten’! ! !
"Get away! Get away!!"
Smaug shouted vaguely with his severed mandible.
This truly evil dragon, which once slaughtered a dwarf kingdom and a human city, now revealed unspeakable panic in its tone!
It never knew that being 'eaten' could be such a terrifying and painful thing!
And not only the body of the evil dragon is being devoured by Valyrian steel mixed with Nergigante material, but also on a sword that is too big for Smaug.
With every drop of blood that went up, Smaug could feel something was wrong.
That sword is not just 'eating' its flesh!
There is something more important and essential, which suddenly disappears after every drop of its blood drips onto the surface of the sword.
It's like the liquid dripped onto some kind of hot flame and was evaporated!
Blood can be regenerated, but the lack of something that Smaug doesn't quite understand makes the dragon feel frightened and even confused.
And Lan En feels great.
[Tendon Coil] is already a part of his body.
After being nourished by the evil dragon's flesh and blood, he now feels a tight and refreshing feeling on his body.
The steel cables under the skin of the whole body and superficial muscles become stronger during this process. And it has a slight luster of the black thorns on the Nergigante that are extremely hard and have some crystal characteristics.
[Tendin Coil] The stronger texture pulls, squeezes, and rubs against the muscles, transmitting vibrations in Lan En's body, and in the cochlea, it becomes a 'crunch' like cooked leather rubbing against each other. Voice.
It felt like he was wearing athletic straps.
A proper sense of restraint does not bring discomfort, but a sense of pleasure that the whole body is filled with blood and full of strength under the restraint!
However, the repair ability of [Belisarius Furnace] is not limited. After [Tendon Coil] temporarily acts as a 'eating organ' and feeds back direct and abundant nutrients to the body, Lan En's hand Wounds heal faster.
Within half a minute, the skin on the entire palm and fingers grew back again, just like before.
Of course, the efficiency of Lan En's "eating" cannot be compared with the efficiency of such a large piece of [Turbid Current·Destruction].
And in terms of psychological pressure, it is not on the same level.
Smaug's horrified roar shook the entire Lake Town. Even the elves in the distance covered their ears in pain and showed expressions of disbelief.
They didn't understand what Smaug was talking about.
The evil dragon said that he was being 'eaten'?
But it doesn’t matter whether Li understands it or not. What matters is Smaug’s current actions.
It was originally menacing, like an evil dragon that wanted to destroy everything, but now saliva secreted from tension and fatigue was constantly flowing out of its mouth, as well as minced meat and blood falling out from the wound.
Its huge and strong body seemed to have completely lost its balance in fear.
He panicked and shook the injured half of his wing claws desperately, ignoring the heartbreaking pain of the wound.
I don’t care even if my body loses its center of gravity and stability due to these violent and unorganized actions.
Like a frightened deserter, all he could think about was running away from the battlefield.
"Get away!!!"
Smaug was still roaring.
But it has become timid, and the dark atmosphere that originally enveloped Changhu Town due to its arrival began to dissipate.
The gloomy dark clouds in the sky gradually thinned, and moonlight and starlight began to shine through the gaps in the dark clouds.
Even in his panic, Smaug's chest and throat lit up with a fiery light again.
This is a sign of dragon flame breath.
Smaug wants to spray dragon fire directly on himself again!
Its vicious long neck swayed in fear, and the dragon flames were ready to attack.
“But your fire. I have seen through it!”
On Smaug’s broken wings, Lan En’s pair of deep and slightly shining beast eyes looked at him without panic. The hot red light glowing from Smaug's throat.
He carried [Turbid Current: Destruction], and with a steady pace and super balance, he actually started running on Smaug, who was swaying irregularly!
Toward the dragon’s chest!
Running from the wings to the chest, it was okay at first. The shape of the wings was at least arched.
But the closer it gets to the chest, the harder it becomes, because Smaug's chest is standing vertically to the ground.
Now that Lan En is holding a big sword in one hand, if he only uses the hook of his left hand as movement assistance, the movement efficiency will be too slow.
fortunately!
"Whoosh!" There was a sharp explosion!
An arrow with a tail wing of rapid flying airflow was just in the middle of Lan En's flight from the wings to the dragon's chest, and flew to Lan En's landing place!
Thranduil, who was standing in the ruins in the distance, was blown away by the strong wind caused by Smaug, but his white hair was blown away, but he put down the bow in his hand with a smile.
His arrow could not penetrate the thick shell on the dragon's chest, but it got stuck just right on the tightly interlocked and interlaced scales, which was extremely simple for his shooting skills.
The Elf King's tough special arrows were inserted into the dragon's scales. They could not penetrate even an inch, but they did not need to penetrate.
Lan En stepped on the arrow in the next second.
The specially made arrow of the Elf King was bent to a dangerous arc, but it supported the demon hunter's weight in the end.
Lan En ran directly to the predetermined position without using his one-handed hook.
His eyes stared deeply at a certain position on Smaug's chest, and then the light red fighting spirit flames on his body exploded!
"Bang!"
[Great Sword Technique: Charged Slash in the Air]!
There was a melodious and long-lasting "bang" sound, but the red light on Smaug's chest seemed to be suddenly poured with cold water, and he was choked back by the evil dragon's uncontrollable cough.
Only a little residual fire with no power left, leaking out from the corners of the mouth, shining brightly.
As if resisting Lan En's approach, the evil dragon coughed and clawed at the ground frantically, retreating.
It was really frightened!
Having someone forcefully hit Long Yan back to his mouth?
When it took that blow just now, it felt as if the dragon flames it had been spitting out freely since birth suddenly became a stranger. It was uncomfortable no matter how hard it was to spit out, and was simply pushed back into its chest. It doesn't even know that its dragon flames and body can be affected in this way!
The other party really saw through my flame! And my body!
After understanding this in his heart, Smaug suddenly became even more broken and frightened.
Now it only wants to stay away from Lan En!
But Lan En’s initial battle strategy against it was: Never let it have a chance to escape from the battlefield.
The hook flew out under the ejection of the mechanical device, grabbed the bulge of the scales on Smaug's chest, and pulled Lan forward in front of the dragon's horrified eyes.
In the midst of Smaur's new round of rolling and smashing, Thranduil and the elven archers accurately shot at Lan En's foothold near arrows.
As a starting point to improve mobile efficiency.
"Don't come near me! Don't come near me!!"
One of Smaug's wing claws did not dare to leave the hole on the left side of his chest, while the other wing claw was frantic. Yes, he yelled and slapped himself in front of him.
But when all the movements were seen by Lan En's [Spirit Vision], Lan En knew where it would hit even earlier than it did.
After dodging lightly, Smaug's wing claws only broke a row of arrows in vain, but the next moment, the elves accurately provided Lan En with a new foothold.
During this process, the evil dragon's blood flowed more and more, and more and more starlight and moonlight in the sky filtered through the dark clouds, shining down gently and quietly.
Suddenly, Lan En seemed to have a strange and unexplained feeling.
His left hand held the handle of Arondette's knife at his waist.
And while he pulled out the long knife slightly, a pure and gentle white light also overflowed from the scabbard.
On the battlefield fighting the evil dragon, he actually felt a sense of comfort from his soul.
After getting the long knife that had been adjusted by Lady Galadriel, Elrond seemed to have something to say about it, but he chose not to say anything because he was not sure.
Lan En himself also felt that there was something deeper in this long knife.
And now, a ray of starlight hung down from the sky and connected with Lan En's long knife.
In this black night with cruel firelight, there is an erratic, slender, but inextricable light band.
A beautiful poem naturally appeared in Lan En's mind, and he recited it softly.
"Hail to Eärendil,
the brightest of all the stars.
From the land of Zhongzhou,
rising in the sky."
Blue En looked at the long knife shining with gentle and pure light in his hand, his expression a little confused.
But his ignorance does not affect the effectiveness of this light.
“Ah!!!”
An unprecedented scream came from Smaug’s mouth, even worse than the scream that Lan En made when he tore off half of its wings just now. Half of it now!
Its original movements of rolling and beating its chest were stopped in pain, and the entire huge dragon body froze! Fall down and remain in a supine position.
And this is just because the soft shimmer of the Lake Lady's Sword is slightly closer to Smaug's body.
This glimmer of light seems to be far superior to all weapons, and evil things will be mercilessly burned whenever they get close.
The dragon scales on Smaug's chest, which could only be shot off by a direct black arrow, were as fragile as crumbled shortbread cookies in this gentle light.
“That’s the light of the Great Star of Hope?!”
The elves in the distance were also stunned. They stared blankly at the blue link floating down from the sky. The thin strip of light of the long knife in En's hand.
Elves are creatures that love light, but they like different lights. The elves in the Woodland Kingdom love starlight more and are more familiar with starlight.
Eärendil, the great star of hope in the sky.
He was originally a half-elf mixed between humans and elves. In the First Era, he bravely withstood the sufferings given by fate and overcame them.
In the end, wearing the most precious treasure in the world - one of the three Silmarils - on his forehead, he defeated the first winged dragon created by Morgoth, which was also the strongest and largest evil dragon. , Ankara Gang.
His achievements were praised and given missions by the Valar, and finally he rose to the sky with his white ship to swim and patrol, and became a star with the Silmarillion, that is - Eärendil .
And in this world, the very few who still have the light of Eärendil are in a water bottle in the hands of Lady Galadriel.
This light was so precious that Elrond did not dare to speculate or convey it without certainty.
Any evil thing will be burned with pain under the light of this Silmarillion, no matter who it is, not even Morgoth is immune!
"No! This is not fair!"
Smaug seemed to suddenly understand his fate. His long neck struggled upward and roared toward the sky where there was only the moon and stars.
“This is not fair!!!”
"Then what is fair?"
Lan En didn't look at the long sword in his hand. He just raised the big sword in one hand and struck Smaug's chest with another 'bang'.
Smashed its dragon flame back.
After being roasted by the light of Eärendil, the sword sank half a meter into the dragon's flesh!
And this holy and pure light continued to burn Smaug's chest.
"Did those who were eaten and burned by you and the dwarves say it was unfair?"
"I have seen wild beasts that are so cruel that people feel respected, and I have also seen beasts that will never repent even if they die. Wicked people. They may not be as strong as you, Smaug, but there is no doubt that you are much more disgusting than them!"
"You have no will and no persistence, and you run away as soon as the possibility of injury arises. Find someone weaker to take revenge."
The demon hunter's voice was so smooth that there was no surprise or waves.
Because he was going to kill Smaug, and now it was just faster and more convenient to reveal and see through the secret of this sword.
"In my eyes, you are just a gangster with the power of a dragon, a mud-like thing, and you are not even a gangster leader! Because gangster leaders know that persistence will lead to advancement!"
"And those who The dwarves and human heroes who were slaughtered by you just because of the difference in power! Did they say it was unfair? The Lake Lady's Sword was held upside down by Lan En and easily penetrated the scales on the dragon's chest.
Before Smaug could scream in agony, the huge, broad, and wild blade of [Turbid Current: Destruction] was inserted into the same position as the Sword of the Lady of the Lake.
The sword, which was more than three meters long, was stabbed by Lan En until only the handle was left outside.
"You're about to die, can't you die in a nice way, bug?"
He returned the words he had just scolded him with a grudge, and Lan En raised his hand and wiped the evil dragon's blood from his face. Blood.
As the witcher looked up at the stars, the eyes that shone with the dragon's fire in the evil dragon's chest also turned into cold gray.
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(End of this chapter)