Chapter 1113: 1095 Death of the Dragon

Chapter 1113 1095. Death of the Dragon

Eärendil once wore one of the Silmarils, drove a white ship flying in the sky, and slew Ankaragon, the strongest and largest evil dragon.

This is the feat he performed while fighting against the dark enemy Morgoth when he was still in Middle-earth.

Perhaps it was 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.

After the evil dragon died, the thin and erratic light band hanging from the starry sky and connected to Alondette slowly dissipated in the air.

But on the Sword of the Lake Lady, Lan En could feel that the gentle and pure light of Eärendil did not disappear with it, 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 great star of hope in the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of "Ci 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 was no different from before because of the restrained light.

Lan En just shook off the remaining stinky dragon's blood on it, and put the sword back into its sheath without staining it.

The other side of [Turbid Current·Destruction] is even simpler.

It doesn’t even need to be wiped, but any remaining flesh and blood will be eaten away.

Smaug had experienced extreme panic when he was eaten by [Turbid Current·Destruction] just now.

 Lan En can understand this emotion, because this great 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 a slight remnant of the First Fire, the foundation of the world of fire.

Every drop of Smaug's blood stained by the residual fire will burn away a part of his soul.

At the end of the day, the horror brought to Smaug by having his body eaten away may not be as terrifying as the horror brought about by the loss of his soul.

Finally, Lann inserted the sword with a blade length of 2.7 to 2.8 meters into Smaug's chest as he breathed out dragon fire.

At the same time, the hot red light emerging from Smaug's body through his skin suddenly dimmed and cooled.

With a huge body and huge vitality, his death was extremely simple. So simple that it was a bit abnormal.

"Um"

 Lan Enruo was aware of it and placed [turbid current: destruction] in front of his eyes to examine it, frowned slightly, and tightened his grip on the hilt of the big sword.

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 those cracked gaps, a hot red light like flowing lava emerged.

This is the state when [turbid current·extinguishing] turns on [remaining fire].

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 witcher nodded thoughtfully.

“Fish and blood were used as nutrients, souls were used as fuel, and even the dragon flames were ‘eaten’ together?”

The news has spread throughout the kingdom.

The king is still as heroic as he was thousands of years ago, and this news inspired many people.

The elves had their bows strung and arrows on their backs. Although they were inspired by the king's bravery, they also obeyed Thranduil's orders.

If they were unsuccessful, the remaining elves' first priority would be to 'defend their homeland from the dragon's vengeful wrath'.

So all the elves were looking seriously and solemnly at the firelight soaring into the sky in the distance.

Outside 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, he is as evil as Smaug.

But the evil ones are even more intrigued and scheming 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 evil dragons, as well as their inherent boundless greed and cruelty. Are these bad habits only aimed at the enemy camp?

Smaug and the master of the orcs, if anyone really trusts the other, then he is out of his mind.

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 knew that after entering, it was hard to say whether they would first face human attacks 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.

Finally, 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 its limbs.

Throughout 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! "

A barbaric 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.

"remaining people!"

He shouted, while the orcs and wargs under the rock were eagerly waiting for orders.

“Follow me to Gundaba! Bring the army there! This time, we will take down Lonely Mountain! Take down the entire north!”

“Huha!”*N

The black language came out of Bolger's mouth, adding a bit more evil and ambition.

But just after Bolger finished speaking, he came from the southwest of them, from the depths of the dark forest.

On the distant and cloudy sky, a holy and sharp white light wave spread from the clouds in a diffuse manner!