Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1113 1095. Death of the Evil Dragon
Eärendil once wore one of the Silmarils, drove a white ship flying in the sky, and killed Ancalagon, the strongest and largest dragon.

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

Perhaps it was because they were also fighting against the dragon that the Light of Eärendil, which was bestowed on the Sword of the Lady of the Lake by Lady Galadriel, was activated at this time.

And when the evil dragon died, the thin and flickering band of light hanging from the starry sky and connected to Arondate slowly dissipated into the air.

However, on the sword of the Lady of the Lake, Lan could feel that the gentle and pure light of Eärendil did not disappear, but returned to the depths of the long sword.

The source of this light is the crystal bottle in Lady Galadriel's hand, which stores the light of the Silmarils.

It will not disappear just because it loses contact with the great star of hope in the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of "Cila La", the sword and flesh were pulled out together.

Lann pulled his two weapons away from Smaug's chest.

Among them, Aarondite is no different from before because his light has been restrained.

Lan En simply shook off the remaining foul-smelling dragon blood on the knife and put it back into the scabbard without a drop of blood on it.

The [Muddy Flow·Destruction] on the other side is even simpler.

It doesn't even need to be wiped, as it will eat up any trace of blood or flesh.

When Smaug was being eaten by [Vulcan Stream·Destruction] just now, he had been extremely frightened.

Lan En could understand this emotion, because this greatsword not only devours flesh and blood and nutrients, but in the world of fire, it also possesses [remnant fire].

It is a flame that can burn the soul, and it is also the slight remnant of the first fire, the foundation of the world of fire.

Every drop of Smaug's blood that was tainted by the embers burned away a portion of his soul.

In the end, the horror of having his flesh eaten away may not be as great as the horror of having his soul lost.

Finally, Lan thrust the greatsword, whose blade was two meters seven or two meters long, into Smaug's chest, which was spewing dragon fire.

At the same time, the scorching red light that came out of Smaug's skin suddenly dimmed and cooled.

It had a huge body and great vitality, but its death was extremely quick. So quick that it was a little abnormal.

"Um"

Lan En placed [Muddy Flow·Destruction] in front of his eyes and examined it carefully, frowning slightly and tightening his grip on the hilt of the greatsword.

There was a sound of "carrara" cracking.

Starting from near Lan En's grip point, small cracks appeared on the material of [Muddy Flow·Destruction], as if the brittle material was directly crushed by Lan En's grip.

But deep in those cracks, a hot red light like flowing lava was emerging.

This is the state when [Muddy Flow·Extinction] activates [Residual Fire].

It's just that Lan En has limited his power now, so only burning cracks appear around the grip point. Otherwise, the cracks emitting red light should be all over the sword.

The scorching red light flashed away, but the witcher nodded thoughtfully.

".The flesh and blood are used as nutrition, the soul is used as fuel, and then even the dragon flame is 'eaten' together?"

The [remnant of fire] that just ignited on the greatsword was not the [remnant of the original flame], but Smaug's dragon flame.

"That's just right. Although I have seen a lot with my [Psychic Vision] just now, I am still a little far from fully understanding the dragon flame and transforming it into [Spell Fire]."

Lan En muttered as he stuffed [Muddy Flow·Destruction] back into the alchemical leather bag at his waist.

[Fire of Spellcraft] will grow as the holder sees and understands the special flame.

Long Yan undoubtedly falls into this category.

But in the battle between Lan and Smaug just now, although he was also using [Clairvoyance] to observe Dragon Flame, most of his attention was focused on observing and summarizing Smaug's actions.

This led to him not fully understanding the dragon's fire after Smaug's death.

But Smaug was one of the very few survivors among the evil dragons.

And since his greatsword had already swallowed up the dragon's flame, he could then understand the dragon's flame by observing the greatsword and then transform it into the [Fire of Spell].

The dragon is dead.

After Lan En confirmed this idea, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his originally upright spine and shoulders relaxed.

Although Smaug was, as he said, a piece of clay in character and will, his strength was not fake.

The threats and pressures brought are not fake.

But fortunately, it is dead.

He was killed alive with two swords.
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"Look at Long Lake Town!"

People who hid in the ruins of River Valley City climbed up the broken towers and watchtowers, looking across the gentle slopes of the wasteland at the foot of Lonely Mountain to the Long Lake sparkling under the moonlight and starlight. Under the night sky, the Long Lake burned like a huge brazier, and even reflected the cruel flames back to the sky.

It makes the horizon look fiery red, making it particularly eye-catching.

When Smaug broke through the gate of the Lonely Mountain, he did not notice the people hiding there as he flew over the ruins of Dale.

They kept in mind what Bud and Lan said: not a single light of fire could be seen in the dark, otherwise they would all die.

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

The dragon's wings, which could stir up a storm, brought about a violent and huge wind.

When passing by the ruins of River Valley City, the wind rushed from the sky into every deserted alley and every dilapidated room, and turned into the whimpering of ghosts.

It seemed as if the entire city ruins were filled with vengeful spirits and evil.

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

Only after the teeth-chattering sound of the wind had passed did the brave townspeople dare to come out and observe the situation.

They saw the dragon wreaking havoc on the town.

Everything is just as in the legend.

The invincible giant dragon burned the city, spread its wings in the burning city, and stood above everything, demonstrating its power and status.

And in the dark forest, the elves of the Woodland Kingdom also looked at the fire shining from the bottom to the top of the sky with worry.

Thranduil saw hope of killing the dragon, so the king changed his previous conservative strategy and led the team himself, wanting to seize the opportunity to eliminate evil.

The news had spread throughout the kingdom.

The news that the king was still as brave as he had been thousands of years ago inspired many people.

The elves prepared their bows and arrows, and although they were inspired by their king's bravery, they also obeyed Thranduil's orders.

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

Therefore, all the elves were looking seriously and solemnly at the flames rising into the sky in the distance.

Outside the Mirkwood and Long Lake Town, a group of orcs entrenched on the shore of Long Lake were also observing the huge rocks burning on the lake in the distance.

The orc leader with a twisted skull, riding a tall and ferocious wolf, stood on a rock and looked into the distance at Long Lake Town.

They are also waiting for the final result.

The lord of the orcs, he is as evil as Smaug.

But the evil ones are even more scheming and filthy with each other.

The orc master and Smaug had communicated before and established cooperation.

But no one knows better than themselves the evil dragons' arrogance and treachery, as well as their inherent greed and cruelty. Do they really think these bad habits are only directed at the enemy camp?
If Smaug or the orcs' master really believed each other, he must be crazy.

So even though they have formed an alliance in name, the orcs now watch Smaug wreaking havoc in Lake-town and have no intention of joining in.

Because they knew that after entering, it was hard to say whether they would face attacks from humans first, or the unscrupulous Dragon Flame.

Therefore, even though the orc leader with a distorted face watched the situation take a sharp turn for the worse, the evil dragon that was once so arrogant and tormented the town suddenly had half of its wings torn off!

Then a thin and fleeting ray of starlight descended from the sky and connected to something in the town.

Finally, the towering and huge dragon collapsed with a loud bang. It was completely killed by the Light of Eärendil and [Turbid Stream·Destruction] in an instant, without even a twitch of its remaining limbs.

During the whole process, the orc leader was just surprised and had no intention of going in to help.

By the end, he was even a little excited.

Since Smaug, the nominal ally, is dead, the gold in the Lonely Mountain and the strategic location of the kingdom are now ownerless!
"You! Go find my father! Go to Dol Guldur and find Azog. Tell him it is time to march! The Lonely Mountain has no master! This is our best chance to unite the North and rebuild the Kingdom of Angmar!"

Savage and evil dark words shouted out from the twisted mouth of the orc leader.

Under the protruding rock where he was standing on his wolf, a wolf rider nodded to receive the order, and then the wolf ran away into the distance.

After arranging the message, Bolger, the son of Azog the Blasphemer, showed his twisted teeth in a hideous and greedy smile.

"remaining people!"

He shouted, and the orcs and wargs below the rocks waited anxiously for orders.

"Follow me to Gundabad! Bring in the troops there as well! This time, we'll take over Lonely Mountain! We'll take over the entire North!"

"Huha!"
The black language coming out of Bolger's mouth added a bit of evil and ambition.

But Bolger had barely finished saying this when something appeared from the southwest of them, deep in the Mirkwood.

Above the distant and cloudy sky, a holy and sharp white light wave spread out from above the clouds in a diffuse manner!
(End of this chapter)