The Heavens: The Magical World Begins with The Lord of the Rings

Chapter 132 Great?Small!
The roar of victory issued by the golden dragon attracted the attention of all the evil dragons present, and the other races on this battlefield are no exception.

They were all amazed at the power of the golden dragon that Gao Yuan transformed into, so much so that they all forgot the fighting action in their hands at this time.

It wasn't until another evil dragon closest to Gao Yuan pounced on Gao Yuan that they remembered to continue fighting again.

However, none of the evil dragons that came from the dry wilderness moved. They were all watching the fight between Gao Yuan and another evil dragon.

Gao Yuan didn't expect that there would be evil dragons who dared to challenge his majesty.

I saw that he grabbed the neck of the evil dragon that was pounced on him, and pressed its huge head heavily to the ground.

The golden dragon stretched its neck, bit the evil dragon below it at the base of its wings, and then stepped on its back with its two hind feet.

The golden dragon kept tearing at the dragon's wings.

The huge pain caused the dragon to howl in pain.

It struggled hard to get rid of the shackles of the golden dragon, but to no avail.

You must know that the golden dragon incarnated by Gao Yuan is several times its size. In this case, how can it break free?
There was only a roar from the golden dragon, and his sword-like teeth pierced into the dragon's bone.

The wailing of the dragon under Gao Yuan became louder.

With a flick of the golden dragon's neck, the dragon's wings were pulled out by the roots.

The dragon's wings were thrown out by the golden dragon, and the scorching dragon's blood and minced meat turned into rainwater, which sprinkled on the half-orcs in the distance, causing their bodies to start burning.

When the dragon at the foot of the golden dragon died, the other dragons couldn't sit still anymore, they all abandoned the "food" around them and rushed towards Gao Yuan.

The golden dragon snorted coldly, flapped its huge wings, left the ground, and flew into the sky.

Beside and behind him, there are countless evil dragons following him.

They will duel in the sky!

The "giant bats" all over the lonely mountain were photographed in Longwei, and they dare not approach them at all.

A dense cloud obscures the sky overhead;

Lightning exploded around them;

Countless evil dragons danced in the air with the golden dragon, and countless dragon flames dyed half of the sky red.

This is the real dance of dragons!

And the other side.

At this time, under the cover of the tribe and the coalition forces, Ironfoot Dyne had safely arrived at the gate of the lonely mountain.

He stood at the door and called Thorin's name loudly to the dwarves inside.

"Thorin! Where is Thorin Oakenshield? We need his help now!"

Except for Thorin, all the dwarves were sitting on the city wall in despair at this time, and they were strictly forbidden by Thorin to go down and join the battle.

They could only watch their clansmen and allied forces fight with the orcs below, which made them very depressed.

When they heard Dyne calling, the dwarves rose to their feet.

In the hall of the dwarves.

Thorin Oakenshield was sitting on the throne where his grandfather had sat, and Dwalin and Balin hurried up to him from outside.

"Sorin! Dyne and the others are about to be overwhelmed. A group of evil dragons have come from the north. It seems that the half-orcs will never be able to kill them. Now we must open the gate of the Lonely Mountain and let our people and those allied forces Come in, or they will soon be wiped out," said Devlin eagerly.

Sorin just tilted his head when he heard the words, and looked at Dwalin who was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Let those allied forces of humans and elves enter my kingdom?" Sorin sneered, "Hmph, do you want me to let those robbers enter my treasure house?"

Bahrain couldn't stand it any longer, and began to question Sorin: "What about Dain and the others? What about the Turin dwarves who came from the Iron Hills to support us? They are about to die in battle."

"How can we abandon our people and let them be slaughtered by orcs and dragons outside?"

Facing Balin's questioning, Sorin's eyes were blank: "This mountain is full of caves. We can build fortifications, strengthen the city walls, and keep those enemies and robbers out of the lonely mountain."

"Yes! That's it. We want to transfer the gold to underground pits, a safer place underground."

As he said that, Sorin was about to take action, and he urgently wanted to transfer his gold.

Balin and Dewalin hurriedly held Thorin back.

"Didn't you understand? Dyne and the others are in danger right now. They are outside, slaughtered by orcs and dragons, Thorin."

"It's for us that they're out there!" Dwalin snapped loudly.

Sorin shook off the two people who grabbed his hand, and muttered to himself: "It is inevitable that there will be casualties in war, and life is inherently distinguished, and the value of these treasures depends on how many lives are exchanged for these treasures." The safety of the treasure is worth it!"

"I will never let those robbers enter my palace. They will only try to snatch or steal my treasure after they come in."

"Go and tell Dyne that it is an extremely honorable thing for him to sacrifice himself to protect the wealth of our people."

Sorin has completely fallen into madness, and the words he said in a hysterical state are so harsh and disgusting to anyone's ears.

His words completely ruined the trust of Dewalin and Bahrain in him.

"Now you are wearing a crown and sitting in this high wall, but you are smaller, weaker, and meaner than ever before." Dwalin was extremely disappointed.

"Don't talk to me like that...as if I were some humble dwarven lord."

"It's as if I'm still that Thorin Oakenshield who made inferior agricultural tools and weapons for humans in the Blue Mountains."

In the eyes of Sorin today, the days when he led his tribe in the Blue Mountains and fought for the lives of the tribe and the future of the race seemed to be a shame.

Maybe he now thinks that he is a real king now.

He regained the former homeland for the dwarves of the Turin clan; drove away the evil dragon entrenched in the lonely mountain; retrieved the long-lost treasure belonging to the dwarves.

Is this not enough?
Sorin pulled out the beast-biting sword from his waist, and waved it in the air indiscriminately, even almost hurting Balin and Devalin.

"I am your king, you should obey my orders!"

Seeing Sorin in this state, the two of Bahrain couldn't help but shook their heads.

"You have always been our king, but not all the king's decisions are correct, and you don't know what you have become now." Devlin said.

"You are now abandoning the people you once thought were more important than your own life."

"When a king abandons his people, he is nothing!" Balin added.

Sorin raised his head slowly when he heard the words, and looked at the two brothers standing in front of him with anger in his eyes. He never thought that he was their brother once.

"Get out of my hall, or I will kill you!"

Balin grabbed Dwalin, who still wanted to say something, and the two walked out of the dwarf hall together.

"We should continue to persuade Thorin!" Dwalin who was pulled out of the hall roared.

I saw Bahrain shaking his head: "Did you see the look in his eyes just now?"

"If we didn't leave just now, he would really kill us!"

Dwalin was silent for a moment, then asked, "What shall we do then?"

"We don't have to worry about him anymore, he's as crazy as his grandfather now."

"No, Sorin at this time is far crazier than his grandfather." Balin no longer kept secrets about Sorin's state.

"I'm going to set up some bombs and blow open the gate of Lonely Mountain. You go and tell the other dwarves what happened here. We will let the coalition forces and dwarves in." Balin ordered to his brother.

(End of this chapter)