Chapter 1113 1095. The Death of the Dragon
Eärendil once wore one of the Silmarils, drove the white ship flying in the sky, and killed Ankaragon, the strongest and largest dragon.
This was his feat in fighting against the dark enemy Morgoth when he was still in Middle-earth.
Perhaps it was precisely because he was also fighting against the evil dragon that the light of Eärendil, which was blessed by Lady Galadriel on the Sword of the Lake Lady, was activated at this time.
When the evil dragon died, the thin and erratic light band hanging from the starry sky and connected to Alondette also slowly dissipated in the air.
However, on the Sword of the Lake Lady, Lan En could feel that the gentle and pure light of Eärendil did not disappear, but returned to the depths of the sword.
The source of this light is the crystal bottle in Lady Galadriel's hand that stores the light of the Silmarillion.
It will not disappear just because it loses contact with the star of hope in the sky.
Accompanied by the sound of "La La La", the sword was pulled out together with the flesh and blood.
Lane withdrew his two weapons from Smaug's chest.
Among them, Alondette is no different from before because of the restrained light.
Lan En just shook off the remaining stinky dragon's blood on it and inserted the scabbard back into the scabbard without staining it.
The [Turbid Current·Destruction] on the other side is even simpler.
It doesn’t even need to be wiped, and any traces of flesh and blood are eaten away.
When Smaug was eaten by [Turbid Current·Destruction] just now, he had an overwhelming feeling of panic.
Lan En can understand this emotion, because this big sword not only eats flesh, blood and nutrients, but in the world of fire, it also possesses [Remaining Fire].
That is the flame that can burn the soul, and it is also the slight remnant of the First Fire, the foundation of the world of flames.
Every drop of Smaug's blood stained by the embers will burn away part of his soul.
In the end, the horror brought to Smaug by having his body eaten may not be as terrible as the horror brought about by the loss of his soul.
In the end, Lan En inserted the sword with a blade length of 2.7 and 2.8 meters into Smaug's chest as he breathed out dragon fire.
The hot red light that emerged through the skin of Smaug's body suddenly dimmed and cooled down at the same time.
With a huge body and huge vitality, his death was extremely simple. So simple that it was a bit abnormal.
"Hmm"
Lan Enruo was aware of it and put [turbid current·destruction] in front of his eyes to examine it, and frowned slightly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly.
There was a crackling sound of ‘Carala’.
Starting from near Lan En's holding point, the material of [Turbid Current: Destruction] appeared small-scale cracks, as if the crispy material was directly broken by Lan En's grip.
But deep in the cracks, a hot red light like flowing lava emerged.
This is the state of [turbid current·extinguishing] when [remaining fire] is turned on.
It’s just that Lan En has limited the power output now, so the scorching cracks only appear around the grip point. Otherwise, the glowing red cracks should be all over the entire sword body.
The hot red light flashed away, but the demon hunter nodded thoughtfully.
"The flesh and blood were used as nutrition, the soul was used as fuel, and even the dragon flames were 'eaten'?"
The [remaining fire] that was ignited on the big sword just now was not the [initial flame] The remnants of Smaug's dragon fire.
"Exactly, although I have seen a lot with [Spirit Vision] just now, there is still a little gap between fully understanding the Dragon Flame and transforming it into [Spell Fire]."
Lan En murmured as he stuffed [Turbid Current: Destruction] back into the alchemy leather bag on his waist.
[Spell Fire] will grow because the holder sees and understands the special flame.
Long Yan undoubtedly belongs to this category.
But in the battle between Lan En and Smaug just now, although he was also using [Spirit Vision] to observe the dragon flames, most of his attention was focused on observing and summarizing Smaug's actions.
This resulted in him not fully understanding the dragon's dragon fire after Smaug's death.
But Smaug is already one of the very few survivors among the dragons.
And since his great sword has already taken the first step and swallowed the dragon's flames, he can complete his understanding of the dragon's flames by observing the great sword in the future, and then transform into the [Spell Fire] 】middle.
The dragon is dead.
After this idea was confirmed by Lan En, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and his originally straight spine and shoulders relaxed.
Although Smaug is, as he said, a mud-like thing in terms of character and will, this strength is not fake.
The threats and pressure brought by it are not fake.
But fortunately, it is dead.
He was killed alive with two swords.
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“Look at Changhu Town!”
People hiding in the ruins of River Valley City climbed up the damaged towers and watchtowers, looking across Gushan Mountain The gently sloping wilderness at your feet leads to the long lake sparkling under the moonlight and stars.
Under the night, the long lake burned like a huge brazier, even allowing the cruel firelight to shine back toward the sky. Make the horizon red and eye-catching.
When Smaug broke through the gate from the Lonely Mountain, he did not find the people hiding here while flying over the ruins of Riverdale City.
They kept in mind what Bud and Lan said, not a single spark of fire should be exposed in the night, otherwise they would all die.
People huddled in closed rooms covered with cobwebs and vines, or in town halls occupied by weeds and dust.
The dragon's storm-creating wings brought violent and huge winds.
When passing by the ruins of River Valley City, these winds rushed from the sky into every deserted alley and every dilapidated room, turning into a whimper like a ghost.
It seems like the ruins of the entire city are full of wraiths and evil spirits.
Afraid to light a fire, people could only huddle together and pray that they could survive the night.
It wasn't until the teeth-trembling wind had roared past that any townspeople who were brave enough dared to show their heads to observe the situation.
They saw the dragon ravaging the town.
Everything is just like the legend.
The unrivaled huge evil dragon burned the city, spread its wings in the burning city, and dominated everything, demonstrating its power and status.
In the dark forest, the elves of the Woodland Kingdom also looked worriedly at the firelight shining from the bottom up on the horizon.
Thranduil saw the hope of killing the evil dragon. The king changed his past conservative strategy and personally led the team, hoping to seize the opportunity to eliminate the evil.
The news has spread throughout the kingdom.
The news that the king was still as heroic as he had been thousands of years ago inspired many.
The elves strung their bows and loaded their arrows on their backs. Although they were inspired by the king's bravery, they also obeyed Thranduil's orders.
If they fail, the remaining elves' first priority will be to 'defend their homeland from the dragon's vengeful wrath'.
So all the elves were looking at the fire in the distance seriously and solemnly.
Beyond the Dark Forest and Long Lake Town, a group of orcs entrenched on the shore of Long Lake were also observing the burning giant rock on the lake in the distance.
The orc leader with a twisted skull, riding a tall and ferocious warg, stood on a rock and looked toward Changhu Town.
They are also waiting for the final result.
The master of the orcs is as evil as Smaug.
But the evil ones are even more intrigued and dirty with each other.
The master of the orcs and Smaug had communicated before and established cooperation.
But no one knows better than themselves, the domineering and treacherous nature of the evil dragons, as well as their inherent boundless greed and cruelty. Are these bad habits really aimed at the enemy camp?
Smaug and the master of the orcs, if anyone really believes in the other, they are out of their minds.
So even though they have formed an alliance in name, the orcs are now watching Smaug wreaking havoc in Lake Town, but they have no intention of entering.
Because they know that after entering, it is hard to say whether they will face human attacks first or face the unscrupulous dragon flames.
So, even though the orc leader with a distorted face watched the situation take a turn for the worse, the originally arrogant evil dragon that was bullying the town suddenly had half of its wings torn off!
Immediately afterwards, another thin and erratic starlight fell from the sky, connecting to something in the town.
In the end, the towering and huge evil dragon collapsed. In an instant, it was completely dead by the light of Eärendil and [turbid current: destruction], without even a trace of residual twitching of the limbs.
During the whole process, the orc leader was just surprised and had no intention of going in to help.
At the end, he even got a little excited.
Because Smaug, the nominal ally, is dead, the gold in the Lonely Mountain and the strategic location of this kingdom are all ownerless!
"You! Go to my father! Go to Dol Guldur to find Azog and tell him it's time to march! The Lonely Mountain has no master! This is our best chance to connect the north together and rebuild the kingdom of Angmar! "
Savage and evil black language was shouted from the twisted mouth of the orc leader.
Under the raised rock where he was riding a warg, a warg cavalry nodded and accepted the order, and then the warg ran away into the distance.
After arranging this report, Bolger, the son of Azog the Blasphemer. Then he revealed the same twisted teeth in his crooked mouth, grinning a ferocious and greedy smile.
"The rest!"
He shouted, while the orcs and wargs under the rock were eagerly waiting for orders.
"Follow me to Gundaba! Bring the troops there too! This time, we will take down Gushan! Take down the entire north!"
"Huha!"*N
The black language came out of Bolger's mouth, adding a bit more evil and ambition.
But Bolger had just finished saying this, from their southwest, deep in the dark forest.
On the distant and cloudy sky, a holy and sharp white light wave spread from the clouds in a diffuse manner!
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(End of this chapter)