Astartes of the Bear School

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 [remaining fire] that was ignited on the great sword just now was not [the remnant of the initial flame], but Smaug's dragon fire.

“Exactly, although I have seen a lot with [Spiritual Vision] just now, there is still a bit of a gap between fully understanding the Dragon Flame and transforming it into [Spell Fire].”

Lan En murmured as he stuffed [Turbid Current·Destruction] back into the alchemy leather bag on his waist.

 【Spell Fire】will grow as the holder sees and understands the special flame.

Long Yan undoubtedly belongs to this category.

 But in the battle between Lan En and Smaug just now, although he also used [Spirit Vision] to observe the dragon flames, most of his attention was focused on observing and summarizing Smaug's actions.

 This resulted in him not fully understanding the dragon's dragon fire after Smaug's death.

 But Smaug is already one of the very few survivors among the dragons.

Since his great sword has already taken the first step and swallowed the dragon's flame, he can complete his understanding of the dragon's flame by observing the great sword, and then transform it into the [Spell Fire].

 The dragon is dead.

 After this idea was confirmed by Lan En, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and his originally straight spine and shoulders relaxed.

Although Smaug is, as he said, a mud-like thing in terms of character and will, his strength is not fake.

 The threats and pressure brought by the epidemic are not fake.

 But fortunately, it is dead.

 He was killed alive with two swords.

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 “Look at Changhu Town!”

People who hid in the ruins of River Valley City climbed up the damaged towers and watchtowers, looking across the gentle **** of the wasteland at the foot of Gushan Mountain to the long lake sparkling under the moonlight and starlight. Under the night, the long lake burned like a huge brazier, even causing the cruel fire light to shine back toward the sky.

 Make the horizon red and eye-catching.

　　When Smaug broke open the gate and broke out from the Lonely Mountain, he did not find the people hiding here while flying over the ruins of Riverdale City.

They kept in mind what Bard and Lan said, not a single spark of fire could be exposed in the night, otherwise they would all die.

　　People huddled in closed rooms covered with cobwebs and vines, or in town halls filled with weeds and dust.

The dragon's stormy wings brought violent and huge winds.

While passing by the ruins of River Valley City, these winds rushed from the sky into every deserted alley and every dilapidated room, turning into a whimper like a ghost.

It seems like the entire city ruins are full of evil spirits and evil spirits.

Not daring to light a fire, people could only huddle together and pray that they could survive the night.

It was not until the tooth-trembling wind howled that some townspeople who were brave enough dared to show their heads to observe the situation.

 They saw the dragon ravaging the town.

 Everything is just like the legend.

 The unrivaled huge evil dragon burned the city, spread its wings in the burning city, and dominated everything, demonstrating its power and status.

 In the dark forest, the elves of the Woodland Kingdom also looked worriedly at the firelight shining from the bottom up on the horizon.

Thranduil saw the hope of killing the evil dragon. The king changed his past conservative strategy and personally led the team, hoping to seize the opportunity to eliminate the evil.

 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!