amaotonovel Chapter 238 The target of public criticism
Chapter 238 The target of public criticism
Chapter 238 The target of public criticism
Orcs are a kind of half-orcs.
They are generally short in stature, ugly and wretched in appearance, and their facial features are even more unsightly than goblins.
Only leaders or tribal patriarchs have the same height as human beings. They are much bigger and more intelligent.
60 years ago, Orcs, as the villains of the Battle of Five Armies, dealt heavy blows to the elves and dwarves, but they were also defeated. The leader known as "Ork Wu Yanzu" and the dwarf king Sorin Oakenshield died together.
Today, the Orcs seem to be seriously injured, but their master is Sauron, the Dark Lord, so they will not perish.
"Is that what your lordship calls Smaug?"
"How did it look like this?"
"How did it come back to life?"
"Of course it's your lord's credit! He's an omnipotent necromancer!"
The orcs rode a giant wolf named "Warg" and chattered in surprise to ease the uncontrollable fear in their hearts.
That's right, in the current third era, Sauron, who has returned again, pretends to be a necromancer, and instigates the dark forces to continuously invade countries, in an attempt to spread the flames of war across the continent.
They soon came to the foot of the mountain, looking up in unison.
The leader Orc bent down to salute Chu Xin in a dignified manner, and then said in his rough voice, "Honorable Lord Smaug, I follow the mission of Lord Demon Lord and come from Mordor."
Mordor in his mouth is located in the southeast of Middle-earth, and it is the dark base camp that never sees the light of day.
Chu Xin tilted his head slightly, and calmly looked at the dozen or so dirty and smelly Orcs.
It seems that Sauron has some real skills, actually sensed the "resurrection" of "Smaug", and sent an envoy at the first time, hoping to continue the frontier.
As far as he knows, Sauron was once a servant of Vala (god) Aoli, a well-learned man among Maier (sub-god), and mastered superb craftsmanship.After Sauron's fall, his power became stronger, not to mention many mysterious abilities, and he also had a deep and meticulous mind.
"Many years ago, you reached an alliance agreement with the demon king, but those hateful humans actually killed~ cough cough," Oak realized that mentioning this matter might be bitten into pieces, so he stopped abruptly and offered flattery Smiling, "I am here this time to invite you to Mordor as a guest and to become the most powerful right-hand man of the Demon Lord!"
In short, it is to win over Chu Xin.
As they said that, the two Orcs dragged out a large wooden box, and strands of attractive golden light overflowed from the gap.
After opening it, as Chu Xin expected, it was a box full of gold coins!
Under the cloudy sky, the brilliance of gold becomes a bright and strange color in the wilderness.
The shapes and patterns of these gold coins are all different, and their origin is obvious. In all likelihood, the Orcs looted them.
"A little gift~" Captain Oak laughed.
Chu Xin admitted that the moment he saw it, his body instinctively burst out with a trace of desire and greed, wanting to take it for himself.
After all, these things are very attractive to giant dragons, otherwise Smaug would not have defeated the kingdom under the mountain, and then lay asleep in the dwarf's gold and silver mountains.
But who is Chu Xin?
The reincarnation of several generations has forged the soul again and again, and different thrilling experiences make the soul full of thickness and texture.
It couldn't be easier to suppress this instinct.
Of course, the most important thing is money in front of Chu Xin. There is really no temptation, not even as exciting as a female dragon.
Another point, if you buy yourself with just one box, is it too cheap?
Chu Xin didn't bother to answer, and slowly opened his mouth full of sharp teeth in the "intelligent" eyes of the Orcs.
All the orcs looked at Chu Xin's transparent hollow throat, and couldn't help being confused.
"Smaug, what do you want!"
The captain felt Chu Xin's killing intent, immediately mounted the wolf, and drew out the rough machete vigilantly.
Although the poor-minded subordinates didn't know why, the subconsciousness cultivated by years of fierce fighting made them feel that the atmosphere was not good.
This posture seems to be breathing fire?
But there is only a pair of fragile skeletons left, what can I use to spray it?
"We are friends, and we all respect Lord Sauron. If you think it's not enough, come back to Mordor with us, and we will help you regain the Lonely Mountain." The Oak captain still had some sense, and continued to comfort Chu Xin with words.
After all, the dozen orcs all quietly touched the handle of the knife, and the worg beneath him began to grin with trembling limbs.
Regardless of the racial oppression that comes with the giant dragon, the difference in size alone makes them feel drummed, not to mention that the image of the skeletal dragon is even more terrifying.
With the mobilization of Chu Xin's consciousness, a dark red flame ignited deep in the mouth, as if an eye had opened in the abyss.
The orcs immediately stood up, and without a word, they turned around and ran away on their wargs.
No matter how reckless they are on weekdays, they will not be so brainless as to confront a skeletal dragon head-on. To deal with such a super-large creature, they must use wind crossbows, catapults and giants no matter what.
boom!
A group of dark red skeleton flames spewed out.
The temperature is obviously extremely high, but it can give people a sense of coldness and coldness, just like the will-o'-the-wisp in a cemetery.
"It can really breathe fire! Withdraw quickly!"
The captain was shocked and rushed to the front.
He only heard miserable roars coming from behind him one after another, and when he turned his head inadvertently, the whole journey seemed to be full of stiff black corpses and death-defying flames rushing towards him.
"How dare you betray Lord Sauron, you despicable bastard, you will be thrown into the volcano and burned to ashes!" The captain was still threatening unwillingly at the last moment of his life.
wow~
The world is quiet, only the strong burnt smell lingers for a long time.
Chu Xin let out a smoky yawn in a dull manner. The operation principle of the Skeletal Dragon Flame, let alone Oak, even he himself knew nothing about it.
But in the magical world, plus system plug-ins, there is no need to worry about this.
"Huh? There are peepers." Chu Xin vaguely caught a glimpse of a frightened Orc getting into the hole, the distance was far away, and the skeletal flames could not shoot through.
He must have gone back to inform Sauron.
Chu Xin didn't care, and didn't stop him.
Because he wished that the army of tens of thousands of demons would advance towards him.
……
Although Chu Xin was isolated from the world in the Rovanian Wilderness, the news about Smaug's resurrection as a skeleton spread throughout most of Middle-earth in a short period of time.
Although he did nothing, the dwarves of the Lone Mountain and the humans of the valley were safe and sound, but the bards and mercenaries still spread various bizarre versions.
For example: Smaug's bones were manipulated by the rumored necromancer, and he wanted to form an army of undead; Get out of the body and so on.
In short, in the past few days in taverns in various cities, the most talked about topic is Chu Xin.
Many big forces naturally know about things that even ordinary people know, and their attitudes towards them are also varied.
Needless to say, Hegubang and Gushan directly filled the city defenses and sent twice as many patrols as before, for fear that Chu Xin would come back.
In the dark and dense forest adjacent to Changhu Town, there is a family of wood elves called the Woodland Kingdom.
At this moment, in a luxuriously furnished living room, three figures sat around a round table.
Valley King Brand, Lone Mountain King Ironfoot Dyne, and Elf King Thranduil.
Sitting in front of this noble and arrogant man, the first two were inconspicuous supporting roles, completely overshadowed by the latter's continuous radiance.
He has a head of light golden soft long hair, a beautiful but not feminine face, a slender and tall body, and his gestures show the aristocratic temperament of an elf king.
As a king, Thranduil was filled with aura of nobility, and his brows were as cold as the edge of a knife. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a master who was not easy to talk about.
But when he faced the two allies at the same table, although the sense of alienation that I was beautiful alone was still there, the expression on his face no longer rejected people thousands of miles away.
60 years ago, they changed from being hostile to each other to living and dying together. Over the past 60 years, they have established profound friendships in all aspects, and they are very close to each other.
"The people I sent found traces of Smaug," Thranduil said plainly, "In the middle of the wilderness, there is a trace of battle, where there are the remains of orcs that were burned by fire. Huge cut, it's supposed to have perched on it."
"Oc? Smaug killed those dirty and ugly orcs?" Ironfoot Dyne wondered, "Wait, flame? Are you sure that Smaug, who doesn't even have a brain, can spit it out?"
Thranduil had a headache for his yelling and vulgar gesture, but he still said patiently, "According to the analysis of the environment after the flames burned, it is like this. As for why the skeleton Smaug can breathe fire, I don't know yet. "
Watching Ironfoot Dyne bluffing, Brand hurriedly asked Thranduy, "What's next?"
Thranduil glanced at Dyne, whose head was only protruding from the table, shook his head and said, "Smaug probably went to Loen. Since that is the territory of the barbaric Dongyi people, my people will not go further."
"Luen? Heh, those barbarians are going to suffer now!" Iron Foot Dyne laughed, apparently he didn't like Dongyi's tribe.
Indeed, compared to human countries such as Gondor and Rohan in the Western Continent of Middle-earth, the Dongyi people in the Eastern Continent are undoubtedly more brutal and warlike. They have been launching killings and invasions against the West for thousands of years. They destroyed Rovanian a long time ago. , things are threatening the safety of the Western Continent until now.
Thranduil was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "Since Smaug has disappeared, let's leave this matter alone. I didn't want to interfere with troubles that have nothing to do with me."
The other two looked at each other helplessly, they knew what kind of temperament the Elf King was, they were just an old otaku of the Mori family who liked to drink red wine!
Although he has a proud personality and good combat prowess, he prefers to hide in dense forests to live a leisurely life.
"I think this matter should be told to Gandalf. He is a magical wizard who knows more than us." Dyne shrugged and jumped off the chair.
"Gandalf the Grey, I guess he already knows about it." Thranduil got up and left after finishing speaking. The latest batch of red wine from Dorvinion arrived. He heard that the quality was excellent, and he couldn't wait to open it himself. box.
The master was gone, and it was hard for Brand to stay any longer, so they returned to their respective territories, expanded the scope of the patrol team, and stationed soldiers on the peaks, so that they could ignite the fire as soon as Chu Xin was detected. war.
In fact, not everyone is as Buddhist as Thranduil.
After Smaug's resurrection, many low-ranking small forces couldn't sit still.
In their view, the resurrected Smaug must be extremely fragile. Even if he is still powerful, he is definitely much weaker than before.
Without the armor-like scales, it cannot resist the steel blade.
Without a thick wing membrane, it cannot fly sustainably and flexibly.
Without the heart, muscles and other tissues, sufficient physical fitness and strength cannot be guaranteed.
Without the super destructive tail hammer, it is impossible to destroy as before.
It’s just a skeletal body, if you set up a trap, you can easily smash it with a huge boulder~
In a word, Smaug is weakened by Epic!
Moreover, since Bard killed Smaug, the terrifying status of dragons in the hearts of humans has quietly declined.
Others can do it, why can't I?
There is an old saying that goes well: When a god has a blood bar on his head, I will kill it for you to see. At this moment, the god is no longer a god, but experience points.
Out of this kind of fluke mentality, many people have lost their awe of the dragon.
Especially the bounty hunters and mercenaries who lick blood on the tip of their knives. These unruly guys are only looking for profit, not to mention that they have never witnessed a living dragon with their own eyes, so they don't know its mighty power.
Crusade groups sprung up one after another, and everyone dreamed of becoming the second dragon slayer, Bard, who was admired by the world and praised by bards, so that his name would be recorded in the annals of history and passed down through the ages.
This kind of temptation can go deeper into the bone marrow than pure money and power. It is not fierce, but it will erode people's hearts a little bit.
Before he knew it, Chu Xin, who just got out of bed, became the target of public criticism!
However, no one knew whether Sauron was contributing to this.
……
call!
In the endless blue sky, a horrifying skeletal creature flitted past, disturbing the flock of birds flying smoothly, and immediately scattered in all directions.
Chu Xin has already crossed the great wilderness of Rovanian, and officially came to the western edge of Loen, the north of the Loen Inner Sea, and the eastern part of the Inner Sea is Dovinian, which is rich in red wine.
He beheaded Sauron's envoy, which undoubtedly offended Sauron.
Therefore, along the way, in the barren wasteland overgrown with weeds, Orcs would always appear, protruding their heads from countless burrows like gophers, tracking Chu Xin in the intricate burrows.
Chu Xin knows that Sauron has not been able to regain his vitality since his defeat in the Second Era. According to the timeline, he is currently incarnate in Mordor as a huge magic eye with an entity, but the entity cannot be free. Therefore, he urgently needs the power of the Supreme Lord of the Rings to return him to the peak of his combat power and regain his supreme authority.
As for Chu Xin, now he wants to find a suitable novice experience field, first increase his proficiency, and not go to the western part of the mess for the time being, and put Mordor, which is entrenched by orcs, first.
Boom boom boom!
Just as Chu Xin was shuttling over a canyon, irregular boulders rose from the clutter of troubled times and flew in front of him predictably.
Hum!
Chu Xin closed his wings, drove his torso to twist in a spiral, burst out at extreme speed in an instant, and passed through the flying boulders.
He looked down and found hundreds or thousands of humans in armor.
Loen barbarians, Dongyi people.
(End of this chapter)