The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 778 Dragon Language Orchid!

"Ha! He is so generous!" Darian Nightblade appeared behind Roland at some point.

"Three hundred Royal Crossbow Guards have arrived! It seems that the Hand of the Swiftstream is indeed as loyal as the legend says!" Darion Nightblade said with his real name authentication.

The armies with the royal name were not simple! These third-level archers abandoned the laborious strong bows and raised the dragon crossbows made of dragon horns. They were even more indestructible in the sun and moon alloy plate armor. As archers who could throw a line of minced meat, they stood out among a group of long-range professionals.

"Nonsense! If you spend all your wealth to gather troops to restore the kingdom after my death, you are still loyal!" Roland could only curse with a smile.

"Hehe!" Darien Nightblade shrank his neck and smiled innocently.

"Okay, I'll go and take a rest!" Roland slowly walked up to the rooftop of the castle and prepared to continue opening the bag.

"Then I won't bother you anymore!" Darien Nightblade nodded, turned around and disappeared in front of Roland, leaving the space to Roland alone.

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"Come again! Give me a better reward this time!" Roland looked like he was praying to God, and his sincerity was so sincere that it could move the Dragon God!

"Swish!" This time, what appeared was not a dazzling golden light but a soft white light.

"Oh my god! What a 50-cent special effect?" Roland said with a disdainful expression.

"Blank board? Is this thing a scam? Let me see what's going on." Roland complained.

"Let me see what this thing looks like... um, this thing has a lot of juice, cough cough!" Roland's eyelids twitched wildly. Who said that blank boards can't be shipped?

This time, the figure on the card was replaced by a melancholy middle-aged man with white hair. However, this was not what shocked Roland. What really made Roland's mouth dry was the sacred halo behind this guy and the jade-white dragon under his seat!

"Is it really the Dragon Speaker of the End of the Law?" Roland murmured. The last Dragon Speaker of the End of the Law, the last setting sun of the empire, the sixth-rank Holy Light Dragon Rider Commander - Fenglin Youlan! If the demise of the Junlin Family marked the complete demise of the empire, then the death of Fenglin Youlan was the disappearance of the last ray of light in the empire.

"It's really him..." Roland looked at the background introduction below with deep emotion. It was indeed the Dragon Speaker of the Last Law! The last leader of the Royal Dragon Riders, and also the last dragon rider of the empire.

"Welcome home, Dragon Orchid!" Roland smiled gently at the dissipated cards. Now looking back at the original Lagrande, Roland could realize how lame the last emperor Larry was! Although his father, Emperor Karl, left him a mess, he had a lot of cards in his hand! He was ruined... First, he killed the Hand of the North, and then he killed the royal family (in a way, he was really brave, and not everyone could defend the country), leaving a huge mess for the Hand of the Stream to clean up. As a result, the country collapsed before the electoral princes could get a new emperor together, and the Hand of the Stream failed to restore the country, leaving the King's Landing family in the north to fight alone...

  It really deserves it! What good cattle and horses! The Empire has a bunch of cattle and horses in its hands, but it doesn't know how to use them! The last Dragon Rider actually died under the siege of a group of Chimeras and two-headed flying dragons of the Orcs. If you don't lose if you throw the Dragon Rider out to trade for the sons, who will lose? You can obviously use a group of miscellaneous soldiers to consume them. You have to know which of the last organized troops of the Empire was destroyed? It was the Royal Air Cavalry! Instead of pulling out a bunch of Royal Air Knights to trade for the sons, they pulled the Dragon Rider out to fight alone? What a stupid operation? Did Chiang Kai-shek learn this from him?

"Hello, Your Majesty!" Before Roland could get enough of his indignation, a gentle male voice like a spring breeze came over.

Roland looked in the direction of the voice and found that a middle-aged man in white dragon armor with a hint of melancholy was standing not far away. A small white dragon was lying on his shoulder, and he exuded an indescribable faint pressure from his body. "Sacred Light Dragon Rider Commander Fenglin Youlan." He smiled and saluted, and the melancholy aura dissipated a little, and his long white hair slowly fluttered in the breeze.

"Hello, my knight!" Roland smiled and touched his chest in greeting.

"How did you get here?" Roland was impressed by Fenglin Youlan's high efficiency! He got it right away, and his efficiency was ten blocks ahead of others.

"The time leap of the Holy Dragon of Light is so powerful!" Fenglin Youlan smiled and bowed.

"!" Roland's pupils shrank as he looked at the lazy little dragon on Fenglin Youlan's shoulder in horror. The dragons with holy names were all high-ranking dragons! For example, the golden holy dragon of the dragon clan! The dragon clan's law enforcer, the silver holy dragon! Roland couldn't help but take a look at this seemingly harmless little dragon. This thing has a terrifyingly high ecological niche, and its status is lower than that of the gold dragon and the silver dragon.

"Wait a minute? Time leap? Dragon language forbidden spell!" Roland didn't react at all and looked at Fenglin Youlan in horror.

"You don't belong to this era!" Roland suddenly realized that this thing might not be the product of the system's rearrangement, but it directly pulled the last dragon speaker into this world!

"When I was besieged and about to die in the battle in the north, it was Long Xi who forcibly pulled apart the long river of time to take me away. I wandered in the endless years until I was called by you again!" Fenglin Youlan said with some emotion. If it weren't for his dragon forcibly pulling apart the long river of time, he would have died endless years ago. If it weren't for Roland's call, he would probably still be wandering in the endless river of time. This is why there is always a trace of indelible melancholy between Fenglin Youlan's brows.

"Isn't the price going to be very high?" Roland narrowed his eyes. Even the Silver Dragon didn't dare to try the God-level forbidden spell that could reverse time, but this Holy Dragon of Light did it. Although he didn't change any timeline, he still changed the fate of Fenglin Youlan, so he was destined to bear the backlash of time.

"Yes, as you can see, he can only be like this now..." Fenglin Youlan spread his hands helplessly. His Holy Dragon of Light, Long Xi, has now lost the ability to transform into a real dragon and can only maintain his life with such a miniature body.

"We should be thankful that he possesses certain time attributes. The Holy Dragon of Light is at least somewhat related to time, otherwise he would be dead now." Roland frowned, feeling deeply moved.

“If it were any other dragon, they would most likely not be able to open the River of Time.” Fenglin Youlan also shook her head bitterly.

"Don't worry, there will always be a way. Besides, as a holy hero, you don't need the protection of a dragon! Just keep it for now!" Roland patted his shoulder and comforted him. Fortunately, Fenglin Youlan's strength is also the pinnacle of Middle-earth. Even the Ringwraiths cannot defeat the sixth-level Paladin. As long as he is not surrounded and beaten, there is basically no danger.

"Yeah." Fenglin Youlan nodded.

"Who?" Darian Nightblade flashed out and looked at Fenglin Youlan with a wary look on his face. He had just flashed all the way here without stopping after sensing a strange breath appearing beside Roland.

"Fenglin Youlan, the Holy Light Dragon Rider who returned after endless years! This is my Creed Assassin Darian Nightblade! You two should have something in common." Roland waved his hand at Darian Nightblade and introduced them to each other.

"Hello..." Although Darien Nightblade was a little confused, he still greeted Fenglin Youlan with a dazed look on his face.