Chapter 1116 1098. The Desolation of Smaug
Lan En patted his chest that was pushed open by Qilin indifferently.
When he cut off the Qilin's Cang Horn before, because he used a sword blade and the Qilin cooperated very well, the fracture of the crystal horn was very smooth, unlike the last time when the golden lion was forcibly broken off. The kind of stubble that breaks like a jagged dagger.
But Qilin was not done yet. It was like a big dog approaching step by step. It lowered its head to support Lan En and deliberately showed him the severed horn on its head.
“唏伦伦!”
'How about it? Don’t you feel sorry for me? Um? ’
The meaning of the ancient dragon is conveyed through the variant [Yaxi Seal].
"Then what do you want to do!" Lan En pushed forward with both hands, pushing the head of Qilin away from him. "I really want to train you, but you should just run away first every time!"
The unicorn's ruby-like eyes rolled around. It seemed that he had eight hundred thoughts, but in fact his brain was still empty. state of innocence.
Thinking about it this way, Lan En’s words seem to be indeed good.
Every time it followed the witcher to a new place, as long as the environment didn't look too dangerous, it would become more playful. Compared to fighting and exercising, it is more interesting to play by yourself.
After all, it is also a young unicorn, less than ten years old.
However, after finishing speaking, the demon hunter patted Qilin's head without its horn again with a little uncertainty.
"But... is it an illusion? How do I feel that you are very accustomed to losing your horn now?"
"Your legs must have been weak for a day last time, right?"< br>
Qilin himself also tilted his head a little strangely and kicked his hooves.
“Whoops!”
‘I don’t know, I don’t care, it’s okay anyway. ’
As long as it doesn’t interfere with the changes in his body, he doesn’t bother to care about them. This is also a characteristic of Qilin.
But this is indeed a good thing. Originally, Lan En was thinking of making a tow truck to drag away the unsteady Qilin.
Now it seems that Kirin can pull a cart.
After Qilin jumped away, Lann gently hammered Smaug's body with his fist.
The scales of this corpse are still hard, and the dragon skin under the scales is still very tough.
Should I say it, before being burned by the light of Eärendil on the Sword of the Lake Lady, it was a material that could withstand the charged slash of [Turbid Current: Destruction] without deforming at all. , which really surprised Lan En.
It also gave him the urge to do something with Smaug's body material. It happened that his armor was also broken now.
This is also the reason why he didn't directly leave [Turbid Current·Destruction] on the body last night.
He was afraid that after his sword ate up Smaug's corpse, it would affect the scale material of the corpse.
After all, Lan En didn’t know whether Smaug’s extraordinary defense was connected to his soul or other aspects.
Anyway, the weather is about to get cold, so the corpse is still in the burned-out Changhu Town and can be left there for a few more days.
If Thorin has restarted the furnace in the Lonely Mountain, he might be able to find some skilled armorers among the dwarves who have returned to the Lonely Mountain Kingdom.
"Let's go!"
Bud, who couldn't wait to see his child, shouted not far behind Lan En.
The witcher patted Smaug's scales again, turned around and walked with him towards the outside of Long Lake Town.
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The north shore of Chang Lake is a large foothill slope extending from Gushan.
Although he has seen it from afar many times, this is the first time Lan En has walked to this land.
This land is now known as the Desolation of Smaug.
The origin of the name is naturally the evil dragon that wreaked havoc and destroyed towns in the Gushan area a long time ago.
Before it got this name, it was a wealthy and famous area.
The plain at the foot of the mountain with a large gentle slope is rich in water and grass. It is a natural pasture suitable for grazing, and it is full of cattle and sheep.
The wealth of Gushan attracted a diverse population, and people built roads and maintained trade.
Carriages pass by day and night, carrying gold and gems mined from the lonely mountains.
With abundant resource supply, the dwarf craftsmen in Gushan generally have a high level of craftsmanship, and the various handmade arts they produce are also the highlight of trade.
Once upon a time, the center of the toy market in the northern part of the continent was at the foot of the Lonely Mountain, and it became a wonder in Middle-earth.
Countless people, whether they are free people of the Kingdom of Rohan or travelers from Gondor.
They are all willing to come here to see the huge wealth that is world-famous, and they also bring endless vitality to this place.
But now, the Wasteland of Smaug lives up to its name.
There are no pastures or pastures anymore. The water source is obviously still there, and the light and temperature in the sky have not changed, but this place has become a Gobi Desert full of gravel and loess.
There are only a few exceptionally tough weeds occasionally swaying in the wind on the ground, but the thinness and yellowness of these weeds do not make people feel comfortable physically and mentally, but instead make them even more frightened.
There used to be lush woods here, but now there is only an occasional burnt and carbonized tree stump. This is the only trace of the woods.
"Just looking at the ruins of River Valley City, I can roughly imagine the prosperity of this city back then. But..."
Riding on the back of the unicorn, Lan En was surprised by the other horse left by the elf. Horse Bader said.
“Just because I can imagine the prosperity of this city, the desolation around the city now makes me feel even more abnormal.”
“It is difficult for this land to support a small village. "
Bard shook his head while holding the reins. His ears have almost recovered under the effect of [Early Recovery Stone], and the small coat of arms has been returned to Lan En, so he can hear clearly. The voice is no longer shouting.
"Smaug destroyed this place."
"This place was once verdant and rich in products. But the breath of the evil dragon has been lingering in this land for a long time, and the vitality has been destroyed."
"But it doesn't matter!"
At first, Bud was very low, but then he cheered up.
"Smaug is dead, but our people haven't lost much. It's a good thing that people are still here. Not to mention we still have gold!" "As long as Thorin pays us gold as agreed, then we will Can rebuild our home! ”
Gold will bring trade flows, which will not only bring materials, but also people who come back and forth.
The atmosphere of order and light will dilute the evil spirit of the evil dragon. The conditions in this area are not bad. As long as the evil spirit disappears, the water and soil here will soon be restored to vitality.
Just like in Radagast's home, when the dark power invades the past, vegetation and animals begin to die in an instant.
But when the dark power is driven away, it can recover quickly.
Bud takes a more optimistic view, but that's OK.
Now that even Smaug, the biggest scourge in the Lonely Mountain region, is dead, their lives should get better, right? It should be okay to be optimistic.
After Lan En and Bard walked through the Wasteland of Smaug, the lonely snowy mountain was already very close to them.
River Valley City was built not far from the Gushan Kingdom. This distance shows the original harmony and trust between dwarves and humans.
It only takes less than an hour to walk.
It has been a long time since so many people gathered in River Valley City.
On the buildings and city walls that were originally burnt black, and on the towers that were collapsed and opened by the impact of the dragon flames, the citizens of Changhu Town were crowded there.
As soon as Lan En and Bud appeared, the townspeople cheered happily.
And poured out from the city gate, surrounding them in the center.
People laughed or cheered to express their happiness and gratitude.
In this terrain position, it was difficult to miss the brazier-like scene in Changhu Town last night.
And the scene where the evil dragon, whose wings could cover a fifth of the town, fell to the sky and never got up again, was also clearly seen by the townspeople.
Everyone knows that the biggest scourge in the Gushan area is dead!
Just last night, they witnessed the birth of an epic dragon slaying!
"Tell us, Bard! Tell us how you killed the dragon!"
People shouted as they walked towards the ruined city.
Bud smiled back at the townspeople who were cheering with joy and goodwill, but his arms tightly hugged the three children he rushed out for the first time.
But Lan En, who was already respectfully called [Dragon Slayer], just smiled and walked away silently.
These appreciations and respects are best left to Bud.
After all, among the refugees in Chang Lake Town, Bard is already the most prestigious person, and he has demonstrated his sense of responsibility and ability in a series of emergencies.
In any case, he can be regarded as the leader of this group of townspeople.
He needs this prestige.
Of course, Lan En will also feel a little proud if the legendary story of archers and silver-haired warriors holding giant swords killing dragons comes out in the end.
Lan En still likes to hear others praise him.
It feels dark and refreshing.
Lan En, who was whistling, saw four dwarves not far from the gate of River Valley City, carrying packages and preparing to leave the city.
Kili, who was hit by an arrow in his leg, was almost healed by the dwarf's toughness.
His brother Fili, Oin and Bofur were each wrapped in a blanket and had weapons hanging on their bodies. The four of them were about to leave the city in light clothing.
"Hey! Look, it's Lan En!"
Bofur's beard curled up, pointing at the witcher and shouting happily.
The other dwarves also shouted happily. They have always had a relaxed character.
Lan En also waved and walked towards them with a smile.
“Where are you going?”
Four dwarves have been helping the residents of Changhu Town move to the ruins of River Valley City since yesterday daytime.
And as rare warriors among the townspeople, they spontaneously picked up weapons last night and acted as guards.
In return, the townspeople also gave them precious food and blankets to keep out the cold.
"We have to go to the Lonely Mountain. Smaug rushed out, and I think the situation inside may not be good."
Bofur heard Lann ask, and the cheerful smile on his face changed. He stopped unconsciously, pursed his lips and said.
“But no matter how bad it is, we should always go in and take a look. Even if Thorin and the others are gone, we should go in and bring an end to this long journey. Let them have some dignity.”< br>
“I think you can be optimistic. Smaug was probably beaten out yesterday.”
Lan En patted Fili beside him on the shoulder and said.
“Maybe.”
But it may be that Smaug’s evil reputation is so heavy that Fili didn’t dare to have too many good expectations, and just dealt with Lan En’s words in a low voice. speech.
Fili took this as Lan En's relief to them.
"But after all, we have to go in to find out." Fili forced himself to smile at the witcher.
"When we finish cleaning Elbor, we will definitely invite you to our king's hall as a guest!"
"I am looking forward to visiting the Lonely Mountain."
The dwarves and The witchers patted each other as a farewell greeting.
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