People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 121 I am the Flame!I am death!
Oak Shield froze.

Holding the brilliant Aken gemstone in his hand, he looked at his reflection in the bright golden pupils, and then he suddenly woke up, where he was.

"I know you--"

The dragon is not in a hurry, it crawls slowly on the sea of ​​wealth, the joints of its huge wings are his sharp forelimbs.

"Thorn Oakenshield, one of the dwarves I drove from the Lonely Mountain, vile usurper."

"I knew this day would come. The wealth here will attract you and make you crazy, so crazy that you dare to stand in front of me."

It spoke slowly and a lot, but the oak shield didn't move or say a word.

"So I'm looking forward to this day and what kind of fun you can bring me."

"But I'm disappointed."

Its head was slightly tilted back, facing Thorin, its fangs were white and sharp.

"You have nothing, not even a weapon, and you want to steal the gem from me."

"How stupid you dare not even talk to me."

"Let me tell you, Oakenshield, that your nickname for defeating an orc means nothing to me, and you have come all the way here, to my temple, for one thing— "

"die!"

As soon as this word came out, Sorin trembled all over, rolled to the side suddenly, and shouted: "Traveler!"

Then, he found that the dragon didn't move at all, and didn't try to attack him, but the playfulness in the golden pupils was thicker, and even the long dragon kiss showed a humanized mockery.

"Oh, you brought a helper."

It said happily: "I have smelled it a long time ago. The moment you entered Erebo, I smelled the breath of you dwarves, and there is a strange human being."

"Traveler? I haven't heard of this name."

"You seem to think he can help you beat me? Huh?"

"Relying on the armor on their bodies, or that strange dark breath?"

Before finishing this sentence, Smaug already held his head high, swept his whole body smoothly across Jinshan, and moved his hideous and slender face to the exit of the corridor, above the stairs, looking down at Tang Sen and the dwarves.

"It's amazing." Its golden pupils are brighter: "Let me see what these are? Silver, little things that shine with a charming light."

"Mithril!"

"I actually prefer gold, but I don't mind collecting some mithril. They can be like gems, dotted among my treasures, like stars in the sky."

"That is the wealth that belongs to the dwarves of Durin! The dragon!" Sharin summoned up his courage and shouted.

"A female dwarf, it's really strange." Smaug laughed, and it couldn't help turning its head. The slender dragon tail swept across the golden mountain, causing a shock, and sent the rope that wanted to sneak away with the Arkon gem. Lin shuddered back again.

"Oakshield, do you see? A female dwarf has more courage than you."

"At least she dared to face me, and you, despicable thief, you tried to leave your clansmen behind and slipped away from under my nose alone."

Why can even a dragon tell the gender of a dwarf?And Sharin was wearing a visor?

Tang Sen was really puzzled by this question.

But the dragon is still talking, it seems to have endless words.

"I know what you want, Akon Gem, and to be honest, it's just one of the insignificant pieces in my collection, and I don't care about it."

"However, no one can steal anything from me, not even a single gold coin."

"Thorin Oakenshield, maybe you put it down now, and prostrate yourself on the ground and beg me for mercy, and I will allow you to live."

At last Thorin answered, and realizing that he could not escape, and that the dragon was watching him all the time, he roared, "The King of the Mountain will never bow his head, and Erebor belongs to the Dwarves!"

"The King of the Mountain?" The dragon laughed loudly, "The so-called King of the Mountain is dead, and I took his throne."

"Now--"

Its body is distended, and the belly of the dragon has fire shining through the dragon scales.

"I am the king under the mountain!"

The scorching dragon's breath spewed out from his mouth, and at the same time, Sharin jumped down from the top of the stairs, holding a shield in front of Sorin.

The huge mithril shield split the dragon's breath in two, and the scorching breath in the air almost curled and scorched Sha Lin's fiery red beard.

The giant dragon stopped breathing, squinted and looked at the unscathed shield.

"Is this what you rely on?"

"You're trying to stop me with these ridiculous mithril shields?"

Sharin poked his head out from behind the shield, "Just try! I can smash your toes with one blow!"

The giant dragon froze for a moment visible to the naked eye, and then burst into laughter. It stretched its body and spread its wings, posing in a majestic shape, so that everyone can see its whole picture.

"I recognize your courage, dwarf girl."

"Ludicrous courage."

He held his head high, and his voice echoed throughout the hall of Erebor.

"My armor is like iron, no sword can pierce it."

"My fangs are sharp swords."

"My claws are spears."

"My wings are the Scourge of the Hurricane!"

Countless gold coins rolled up and jingled and hit the shields and armor of the dwarves. The dwarves mustered up their courage, jumped down the steps, and stood with Shalin.

"Shut up, you reptile!" Sharin yelled, "You've talked enough!"

Smaug's boastful words stopped abruptly, he turned his head slowly, and the banter in his golden pupils turned into coldness.

"reptile?"

"How dare you call the great Smaug that?"

"So. Disrespectful!"

The slender dragon tail swept over directly, accompanied by Smaug's roar: "The game is over!"

"Die, ants!"

The dragon's tail, like a battering ram, slammed heavily on the dwarf's shield, and the dwarves flew upside down like a gourd rolling on the ground.

The impact brought by the incomparable size is not something the dwarves can resist. As Smaug said, in front of the dragon, the dwarves are just ants.

"It's boring, it's really boring." Smaug continued to sweep the dragon's tail as if venting, and directly smashed a steel pillar surrounded by dozens of people.

"Now there is only you left, the so-called traveler."

"You don't seem to have a shield, and your ridiculous mithril armor may not be able to stop my breath."

"So, do you have any last words?"

"It's not over yet, Smaug." Tang Sen just shook his head: "The good show has just begun."

His eyes swept over Smaug's dragon tail without a trace, and a silver-white mithril shield was already stuck on it. The giant dragon obviously didn't notice this, after all, his scales were too thick, and the hooks on those shields were just It fits perfectly in the gaps of the scales, and the concave shape makes the shield fit well on its body,

The mind hooked up with the ring of mithril, and the hook on the shield slowly and silently changed its shape, moving from scale to scale.

Smaug doesn't pay attention to these details, its attention is drawn to the other side.

Those dwarves who should have been smashed into minced meat with one blow climbed up one by one, shaking their heads, gathered together again, and raised their shields.

"I feel like my bones are about to be shaken apart." Sharda hummed, "Fortunately, I'm used to this feeling."

"The power of the giant dragon is amazing. It even deformed the mithril armor a bit." Balin said, "But as the traveler said, he doesn't seem to be able to kill us."

"Hahahaha!" Sharin was laughing, poking her head out of the shield again, "Reptile, are you tickling me?"

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Smaug's rage was visible to the naked eye, indeed visible to the naked eye, his belly completely lit up, and the dragon's breath blazed through his roar.

"Is this the ability of the dark breath on your body?"

"Mithril shield, Mithril armor, plus immortality, it seems that you are really well prepared."

"But it will only delay your death, and bring more joy to the great Smaug!"

"Don't think Mithril can stop me! Nothing can stop me!"

"I will tear your armor apart, crush your bones one by one, and smear your flesh on the walls of Erebor until it rots and stinks!"

It no longer used its dragon tail, but spread its wings and rushed over, piercing the shield with its sharp claws.

The loud sound of the clash echoed throughout the hall, the gold coins resonated, and the dwarves flew out again. This time, even the thick mithril shield was slightly twisted.

But the dwarves were still not defeated, and they stood up again.

No matter how Smaug smashed his claws, teeth, wings, or even the mithril armor on the dwarves, none of the dwarves died.

The gold coins in the entire hall had already been messed up. Smaug vented his anger to his heart's content. He didn't care about the mithril shields stuck to him for some reason. These dwarves were like good live targets and couldn't hurt them at all. You can only let yourself attack.

"Fear! Struggle!"

Its roar resounded: "Ants, run away everywhere!"

"From then on, no one dares to covet my treasure. The Lonely Mountain belongs to me. It will take another 100 years, 1000 years! Until eternity!"

"I am fire, I am death!"

Speaking of rising, it directly breathed out dragon flames, and the entire hall was engulfed in flames.

"Traveler, I can't hold on anymore!" A dwarf shouted in the firelight: "What should we do next?"

"Soon." Tang Sen lay his whole body on the back of the stairs to avoid those dragon flames: "Everything will be over soon."

Under Tang Sen's control, those mithril shields were already close to the preset positions. From the dragon's back, to the spread wings, to the arched lower abdomen, they were twisted and deformed, firmly stuck on the dragon scales Among them, and then connect and merge piece by piece.

"I'm still missing a pose."

Waiting for Long Yan to finally disappear, Tang Sen stood up, stood on the steps, and yelled at the giant dragon:

"Smaug! Face me!"

(End of this chapter)