Chapter 1116: 1098The Desolation of Smaug

Chapter 1116 1098. The Desolation of Smaug

Lan En patted the chest that was pushed open by Qilin indifferently.

When he cut off the Qilin's Cang Horn before, he used a sword blade and the Qilin cooperated very well, so the fracture of the crystal horn was very smooth, unlike the last time when the Golden Lion was broken off by force, it looked like a jagged dagger. Like cutting off stubble.

But Qilin was not done yet. It was like a big dog approaching step by step. It lowered its head to challenge Lan En and deliberately showed him the broken horn on its head.

'How about it? Don’t you feel sorry for me? Um? ’

The meaning of ancient dragon is passed on 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 want to train you, but you just have to run away first every time!"

Turning his unicorn ruby-like eyes, he seemed to have eight hundred eyes, but in fact his mind was still empty and innocent.

It seems that Lan En's words are indeed good when he thinks about it.

Every time it follows the witcher to a new place, as long as the environment doesn't look too dangerous, it will become more playful. Compared to fighting and exercising, it is more interesting to play by yourself.

After all, it is a young unicorn that is less than ten years old.

However, after finishing speaking, the demon hunter patted the Qilin's head without the pale horn with his hand, a little uncertainly.

"But... is it an illusion? Why do I feel that you are very accustomed to losing your horn now?"

“Your legs were weak for a day last time, right?”

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. ’

It is also a characteristic of Qilin that he doesn't bother to care about the changes in his body as long as it doesn't interfere with his body.

But this is indeed a good thing. Originally, Lan En was thinking of making a tow truck to drag the unsteady Qilin away.

Now it seems that the unicorn can pull a cart.

After Qilin scampered away, Lan 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.

Needless to say, before being burned by the light of Eärendil on the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, it was able to withstand the charged slash of [Turbid Current: Destruction] and the material did not deform at all, which really made Lan En feel Surprise.

It also gave him the urge to do something with Smaug's body materials. It happened that his armor was also broken now.

This is also the reason why he did not directly leave 【turbid current·annihilation】 on the corpse 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 its soul or other aspects.

Since the weather is about to get colder now, 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!"

Bard, 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 Changhu Lake is a large foothill **** 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.

The townspeople could also clearly see the scene where the evil dragon, which spread its wings enough to cover a fifth of the town, fell to the sky and never got up again.

Everyone knows that the biggest scourge in the Gushan area is dead!

Just last night, they witnessed the birth of a dragon-slaying epic!

“Tell us, Bard! Tell us how you killed the dragon!”

People shouted as they walked towards the dilapidated city.

Bard 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.

Lan En, who was already known as the "Dragon Slayer", just smiled and walked away silently.

These appreciations and respects are best left to Bard.

After all, Bard is already the most prestigious person among the refugees in Long Lake Town, 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 still likes to hear others praise him.

There is a dark and refreshing feeling.

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 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 has rushed out, and I think things might not be good inside.”

Bofur heard Lan En ask, and the cheerful smile on his face stopped unconsciously, and he 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 to end this long journey. Let them have some dignity."

"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 was so heavy that Fili didn't dare to have too many good expectations, and just responded to Lan En's words in a low voice.

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’m looking forward to visiting Gushan when the time comes.”

The dwarves and witchers patted each other as a farewell greeting.