Chapter 1106: 1088 Ice and Fire

Chapter 1106 1088. Ice and Fire

Originally, the evil dragon didn't care much about the figure walking towards him.

He just bared his teeth, a burning red light emerged from the depths of his throat, and was ready to kill this idiot who dared to appear in front of him.

But after Lan En finished those words lightly, Smaug's teeth stopped clenching, and the humanized joking on the dragon's face disappeared.

Only when it looked at the figure in the field of vision, the look in its eyes made people feel even more terrified!

But Lan En didn’t seem to notice anything.

He clicked the bolt of the heavy ballista back into place.

"It seems that I was right, the great, cruel, and powerful king under the mountain, the dragon Smaug?"

The evil dragon once boasted of his body and strength, as well as his cruelty and unstoppability, to the hobbits in the golden mountains and silver seas of the Lonely Mountain.

But now, these words came out of the mouth of a man in front of him who had just **** him three times with an unknown weapon, even making his breath fall to the ground unsteadily.

The corners of Smaug's mouth twitched vaguely, and hot steam came out from inside.

“Fires flickered tonight in the Gushan Kingdom. This was the first time since the kingdom was destroyed.”

“It would be fine if you were the one slaughtering the dwarves, but now that you have come out, the fire in the Lonely Mountain has begun to shine steadily.”

“This shows that there are not only people inside, but also people who are familiar with the equipment in the Gushan Kingdom and can use the famous melting pot!”

“.It’s a dwarf!”

Smaug showed no expression on the surface, but under his wing claws that were supporting the ground, the huge claws and the rocks in the lake were already making "clack-clack" friction and crushing sounds.

And the slender tail behind Smaug's huge body also changed from swaying carelessly to swaying like a poisonous snake that tensed its body and prepared to attack.

Under the fierce gaze of the evil dragon, the little man in front of it still showed no fear at all.

Even his mouth is still fluent.

At this moment, Lan En looked up and smiled in the red light reflected by the flames. The firelight made his silver hair have a wonderful color reaction, like red glazed threads.

The witcher's beastly eyes looked directly into the dragon's beastly eyes.

Lan En spoke word by word in a tone that left no room for doubt.

“Not only did you fail to kill the dwarves who invaded your territory, you were even driven out by them, right?”

“I’m really dizzy.” After finishing speaking, Lan En still covered his forehead with an expression of dumb laughter.

“I thought you were as difficult to deal with as in the legend, but what happened? The evil dragon that comes to me now is so old and fat! It’s slow and cowardly!”

Lann shrugged in front of Smaug, looking disappointed.

Meanwhile, on his retina, Mentos was reading data in the form of strips.

It combines Lan En’s emotional perception, his experience in controlling emotions, and his observation of Smaug’s subtle movements and tiny muscles, and displays it in the form of a progress bar.

And this [Emotional Reading Strip] marked with a dragon head is only a short section away from turning red.

At the right time, Lan En said the last words.

He pretended to be helpless and spread his hands towards the tall faucet.

“I’ve been preparing for you for so long, and now you’re acting like a shame, Smaug.”

“Just like you yourself.”

Suddenly, it seemed as if the entire Changhu Town fell into a kind of heart-stopping silence.

It was burning in the dragon's flames, and the "puff" sound of the rising flames, the "crackling" sound of the wooden building being burned, and the sound of collapse seemed to have all disappeared in an instant.

The dragon's flames were suppressed to an extremely weak level in an instant - because of the will of the evil dragon!

The firelight disappeared, and the light in the entire Changhu Town dimmed a lot in an instant!

And after this kind of frost did not cause any harm to it, the anger became even stronger!

"that's all?!"

With a swipe of his long and thorny tail, all the buildings in Changhu Town within the entire fan-shaped area swept by were lifted into the sky in an instant!

The debris of the building fell down like a heavy rain!

 And this is not over yet, Smaug is a powerful creature after all, and it has already determined the approximate location of the shooter from the direction of the attack.

In the thick smoke and smell of burning, its senses are not accurate now, but what kind of accuracy does it need to pave the ground with dragon flames?

"Roar!!"

The roar is accompanied by flames like waves!

“You have this little ability! How dare you go against me, Smaug?! How dare you stand in front of me?!”

“My teeth are stronger than swords! My claws are far stronger than spears! My wings are like the storm! My scales are indestructible! Do you even want to kill me?”

“It’s just you?!”

Seeing the dragon flames rolling in, Thranduil's face was solemn, but he was not panicked.

This is not just a fire, Smaug's breath of fire also carries a powerful physical impact.

When it first raided River Valley City, the dragon's flames were able to 'smash' solid stone towers just by passing through the sky.

Even if the catapult shells wanted to cause that kind of damage, it would take two or three of them.

This is not a phenomenon that can be explained by "the flame causes the air to expand, causing a shock wave".

Thranduil was originally hidden on the edge of Lake Town, and Smaug's dragon flame breath swept all the way from the middle of the town where it landed!

All the houses and even the stone walls along the breath path were swept away!

Facing the dragon flames again, the Elf King looked dignified but calm.

He skillfully put away his bow and arrows, and moved away with a few elf archers around him in an extremely light and agile manner.

Hide into the messy buildings of Changhu Town.

“Nothing to worry about, everything is going according to plan so far.”

The Elf King moved quickly while comforting the few elven archers he had with him.

At the same time, in other directions in the town, more shooters began to take the opportunity to continue shooting at Smaug.

I didn’t mean to hurt it, it was just harassing it.

“I made it raise its head just now.” Thranduil quickly led the way on the messy terrain and turned to the elven archer behind him to ask.

“Did you see it just now? It’s close to the chest and abdomen of the left wing, the legendary dragon scales that were shot off!”

The demeanor he has developed over a long period of time allows Thranduil to speak without any haste or uneasiness even when he is running and talking.

But the elite shooters behind him knew that Thranduil was still panicking when he faced the dragon fire that almost killed him again.

Otherwise, given his level of archery skills and eyesight, how could he possibly ask such a question?

It should be a normal thing for Thranduil to shoot an arrow into the corner of the evil dragon's mouth and observe its condition at the same time.

Even if he is his son, Legolas should be able to perform normally.

However, after all, the elves have been friends with each other for thousands of years, so the shooters did not directly point out Thranduil's abnormal performance.

Instead, report directly.

“Not optimistic, Your Majesty.”

An archer lightly jumped over a burning beam that was smashed down, and followed Thranduil as he spoke.

“I carefully observed the left chest and abdomen of the evil dragon, but I don’t know what the evil dragon did in Gushan’s treasure. It was covered with a layer of messy, shapeless gold!”