Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1107 1089. Gold on the breast shell

Smaug's chest was covered with a layer of gold that looked messy.

This is mainly in the Lonely Mountain. The dwarves pressed it under the liquid gold melted by an entire golden colossus, and then it ran out.

The dragon's chest is made of dense, interlocking scales. The gaps in these scales were filled with gold coins because Smaug buried himself in a mountain of gold and a sea of ​​silver to sleep.

Later it was mixed with liquid gold, and it became even more messy and shapeless.

Although Smaug ended up spinning rapidly in the sky, he threw away the brilliant layer of liquid gold before it cooled and solidified.

 But with a huge body that is more than 140 meters long, it is normal for it not to be shaken cleanly.

Thranduil listened to the report of his elite shooters, and his originally calm face became a little more solemn.

Wearing a suit of armor but still light, the Elf King unconsciously looked in a certain direction on the other side of Changhu Town while moving swiftly and erratically.

That’s where they planned to deliver the ‘killing blow’.

Bard was hiding on a corner building in Changhu Town, with a bow on his back and a black arrow that looked like a short spear but was extremely light in his right hand.

At this time, Black Arrow's arrowhead, which was like two poisonous snakes intertwined and coiled, was shiny with oil. His left hand was holding the triangular oil paper packet that Lan En handed him.

The duration of [Bulk Golden Rosin] is not long, so Bard is going to rub it up again before shooting the arrow.

 At this time, the human archer lowered his body and tried to stay close to the roof.

His eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and he clenched his cheeks as he looked at the roaring, flame-breathing evil dragon in the middle of Changhu Town!

 He is nervous.

 There is nothing to hide, not everyone dares to face the evil dragon.

Although Bard is a descendant of the former Lord of River Valley City, he has only been a fisherman and archer since he was a child.

 He was confident in his shooting skills, but now that he was holding the decisive blow in this battle, he was afraid of failure, even more than death.

If he does, then the entire Lonely Mountain region will be freed from Smaug's shadow.

 After a long reign of darkness, it will be possible for this place to flourish again.

 And if that doesn't work, the evil dragon has already used its cruel and vicious head to think of all possible places for the townspeople to go.

 It's nothing more than getting out of here and killing everyone.

The chance of an arrow determines the rise and fall of the entire region, as well as the future life, death, and well-being of the townspeople.

 The fear that a sense of responsibility can bring to people is sometimes heavier than life.

 A person may be eager to die when his head is hot, but he may collapse under the heavy responsibilities and expectations and shrink back.

Bard’s hand holding this ancestral black arrow is shaking now!

There are still large ice floes on the lake, and dragon flames are raging in the town, and Bard is experiencing the violent alternation of hot and cold, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

His eyes glanced up and down Smaug's body, but he did not dare to put the black arrow on the bowstring rashly.

 “Where. Where exactly?”

Bard's lips trembled and he muttered.

In fact, based on the angle he had just observed Smaug, he had the opportunity to shoot the black arrow directly into the dragon's mouth, which opened wide and roared.

 But he didn't do that.

 Because he holds the ancestral black arrow and is well aware of the performance of this weapon.

This is the best arrow in the world, even the elves would envy it.

It uses the precious minerals in the Lonely Mountain, the clever smelting methods of the Lonely Mountain craftsman, the top forging techniques, and the mysterious and unknown dwarf magic.

The gathering of these things on one arrow is the reason why the black arrow can "kill the dragon in one blow."

Because of this, even with the close cooperation between River Valley City and the Gushan Kingdom, the city lord Ji Ruian could only buy these four black arrows from Gushan.

 There is really no more.

 But precision and preciousness can bring power, but also bring trouble.

This kind of weapon is actually very 'fragile'.

Just like Lan En's Sword of the Lady of the Lake, after it was inexplicably changed by the Lady of the Lake, the 'two swords', Lady Galadriel teased it.

Any slight change will damage the excellent killing performance of the black arrow.

So in Riverdale City, those black arrows that Jirian shot and bounced off the dragon scales due to the wrong angle could not be recycled and reused.

 Even if they were only slightly deformed after hitting the dragon scales.

So Bard did not dare to shoot the black arrow into Smaug's mouth against the hot dragon flames.

  After all, the impact of being vomited by dragon flames should be more serious than a slight deformation.

After the black arrow encounters the dragon's flame breath, can the dwarf magic on the arrow that was interfered and destroyed still be able to kill the evil dragon?

Bard can't gamble.

At this time, he could only anxiously search for the flaw left on the left side of the dragon's chest according to the legend of his ancestors.

 But as the elves observed, Smaug's chest was covered in a piece of shapeless gold!

"Bang, bang, bang!" And just when the evil dragon was spitting out flames wantonly, and the light of the dragon's flames even slightly illuminated the mist and dark clouds in the dark night from bottom to top, there was another three-shot sound, coming from Changhu Town. came from.

  The ammunition of the heavy ballistae rushed straight towards the evil dragon with the fire of its rear end!

The dragon scales were still indestructible, but the impact of the impact caused Smaug's original movement of swinging his head and breathing fire to stagnate due to the precise strike position.

The evil dragon's head failed to swing over, but stopped breathing halfway.

 Followed by “Bah!”

 A sharp and huge crisp sound!

That's because Smaug immediately understood the direction of the attack after being hit. Since turning his head was interrupted, his body's huge inertia was therefore huge.

It’s inconvenient to turn around, so just flick your tail and hit him!

The tough tail with thorns was drawn down from the sky with a heavy breaking sound of "Woo-Woo".

 The houses blocking this long trajectory were immediately shattered!

Even the layer of lake water on top of the huge rocks in the lake was pumped into high and thin sprays!

But as a person who fires heavy ballistae, Lann had already anticipated Smaug's possible response.

 And the position transfer was carried out immediately after the launch.

 The huge rock in the lake where Changhu Town is located, the height difference between the rock and the lake is only the height of an average person.

Lan En stepped on the large pieces of wooden buildings around him. The small whirlwind and [Light Body Technique] wrapped around his legs made him move fast and light.

The waves caused by Smaug smashing his tail behind him couldn't catch up with him at all.

Then, just when Smaug was about to turn his head to face the angry bug head-on, another arrow with a small metal ball was shot from another direction.

It didn't hurt Smaug, but it made him sick again.

The elves’ archery skills are amazing, but the arrows cannot penetrate the dragon scales and lack impact. But you can hang alchemy bombs on arrows.

Although Lan En's heavy ballistae couldn't penetrate the dragon scales, the impact force it could penetrate into the dragon scales was huge. As long as he could see through Smaug's movements and the operation of his muscle strength, he could accurately block his movement with the impact force. Fluency.

 With Lann's skills and eyesight, Smaug's movements were obvious to him.

 “Insects! A group of insects who want to take away my treasure!”

Smaug became even more crazy when he couldn't catch Lan En and even the elves fired arrows in a steady stream!

 It began to flap its wings, wings strong enough to raise a storm, and let it fly at low altitude.

I want to use the speed and advantage of flying to burn these annoying guys directly from the air.

But Lann, who was the biggest target of Smaug's hatred, didn't even try to escape at this time.

Instead, he walked backwards, raised the unknown weapon in his hand, and replaced it with a new magazine amidst the mechanical clicking sound.

　　The sound of three consecutive "bang bang bang" sounds was non-stop!

 “Ahhhh!”

Smaug roared madly, and it rushed down, trying to crush and tear Lan below with its weight!

However, the witcher quickly shuttled through various dilapidated buildings that blocked his vision.

Occasionally, he would miss the mark, and the next moment there would be exquisite arrows shot from a distance, nailed to the wall at various angles, providing a foothold for the witcher.

“Do you think you are being a hero? You will be praised after today?”

Smaug bared his teeth, grinned, slid his body like a snake, and smashed every building that dared to stand in front of him!

The cruel beast eyes stared at the demon hunter not far ahead.

"Let's be honest, you are all outcasts! You fight me to death here, but what about those people who were sent to the ruins of River Valley City by you? They have all gone to Gushan now, to my Golden Mountain Moving gold!”

 “You think your life is worth more than gold? Stop dreaming!”

Smaug's viciousness lies not only in his cruelty, but also in his malicious whispers.

It not only wants to destroy the enemy's body, but also wants to destroy the enemy's spirit.

It’s a pity that in Lan En’s opinion, its ability to talk is not up to par.

“Gold, gold. Mouth full of gold. Is it because of that gold that you become the old, fat fool you are now? Let the dwarves drive you away from the lonely mountain?”

 Lan En stepped on a fragment of a wooden boat that was broken into pieces but was still quite large.

Smaug threw himself down, causing a huge shock and waves in the lake.

Lane relied on his stability and timing ability to step on the wooden board, but because of these waves, he was kept away from Smaug's flying attack.

By the way, the [Dragon Roar] in my hand never stops.

It seems that due to the undulations of the water, the heavy ballistae ammunition that had been hitting Smaug's head and face was now swayed and several rounds were directed towards its harder and more unshakable chest and abdomen.

 Irregular chunks of gold, shimmering with a psychedelic luster in the firelight, fell from Smaug's chest.

 But it no longer notices the little bits and pieces falling off of itself.

The gold was too light and too small to be worth noticing.

It just stared at Lan En, baring its teeth and huffing.

 “Go on, worm. Keep talking. Let’s see how long you can keep talking!”