People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

Oakenshield froze.

He held the brilliant Arken gem in his hand and looked at his reflection in the dazzling golden pupils. Only then did he suddenly wake up to where he was.

"I know you--"

The dragon was not in a hurry at all. It crawled slowly on the sea of ​​wealth. The joints of its huge wings were its sharp forelimbs.

"The despicable usurper, one of the dwarves I drove out of the Lonely Mountain, Thorin Oakenshield."

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

It spoke slowly and spoke a lot, but Oakenshield remained motionless and silent.

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

"But I'm disappointed."

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

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

"How stupid you don't even dare talk to me."

"Let me tell you, Oakenshield, the nickname you got for defeating an Orc is worthless to me. You came all the way here, to the palace that belongs to me, and you are looking for only one thing - "

"die!"

As soon as this word came out, Thorin was shocked, rolled to the side suddenly, and shouted: "Traveler!"

Then, he found that the giant dragon didn't move at all, nor did it try to attack him, but the jest in the golden pupils became more intense, and even the long dragon kiss showed human mockery.

"Oh, you brought help."

It said happily: "I have smelled it a long time ago. The moment you entered Erebor, I smelled the breath of you dwarves, and a... weird human."

"Traveler? I have never heard of this name."

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

"With the armor on their bodies, or that strange dark aura?"

Before he finished speaking, Smaug had already raised his head and swept his whole body smoothly across the Jinshan Mountain. He moved his ferocious and slender face to the exit of the corridor and looked down at Tang Sen and the dwarves from the top of the stairs.

"It's really surprising." Its golden pupils were brighter: "Let me see what these are? Silver, small things that shine with charming light."

"Mithril!"

"I actually prefer gold, but I wouldn'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!" Shalin mustered up the courage to shout.

"A female dwarf is really strange." Smaug laughed. It couldn't help but turn its head. The slender dragon tail swept through the golden mountain, causing a shock and knocking off the cable that wanted to sneak away with the Arkenstone. Lin was shocked again.

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

"At least she dared to face me directly, and you, the despicable thief, tried to abandon your people and sneak away from me alone."

Why can even a dragon tell the gender of a dwarf? And Sarin is still wearing a face mask?

Tang Sen was really puzzled by this question.

But the dragon is still talking, and it seems that it has endless words to say.

"I know what you want, the Arken Gem. To be honest, it's just an insignificant piece of my collection. I don't care about it."

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

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

Thorin finally responded. He realized that he could not escape no matter what, and the dragon was always watching him, so he roared: "The King under the Mountain will never bow his head, Erebor belongs to the dwarves!"

"The king under the mountain?" The dragon laughed, "The so-called king under the mountain is dead, and I took his throne."

"Now--"

Its body is varicose, and firelight shines through the dragon's scales in the dragon's belly.

"I am the king under the mountain!"

Hot dragon breath spurted out from his mouth, and at the same time, Sarin had jumped down from the stairs, holding a shield in front of Thorin.

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

The dragon stopped breathing and squinted his eyes to look at the undamaged shield.

"Is this what you rely on?"

"You want to stop me with these ridiculous mithril shields?"

Shalin poked his head out from behind the shield, "Just try it! I can crush your toes with one hammer!"

The giant dragon was visibly stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. It stretched its body, spread its wings, and assumed a majestic shape, allowing everyone to see its full view.

"I recognize your courage, female dwarf."

"Ridiculous courage."

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

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

"My fangs are sharp swords."

"My toe claws are spears."

"My wings are hurricanes and scourges!"

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

"Shut up, you reptile!" Shalin yelled, "You've said enough!"

Smaug's boastful words stopped abruptly. He turned his head slowly, and the teasing in his golden eyes 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, ant!"

The dragon's tail, which was like a battering ram, hit the dwarves' shields heavily, and the dwarves flew backwards like gourds rolling on the ground.

The impact brought by that unparalleled size is simply not something that the dwarves can withstand. As Smaug said, in front of the dragon, the dwarves are just ants.

"It's boring, it's really boring." Smaug vented his anger and continued to sweep the dragon's tail, smashing a steel pillar surrounded by dozens of people.

"Now you are the only one left, the so-called traveler."

"You don't seem to have a shield. Your ridiculous mithril armor may not be able to block my breath."

"So, what are your last words?"

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

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

His mind connected with the Mithril Ring, and the hook on the shield slowly and silently changed its shape, moving between scales.

Smaug paid no attention to these details, his attention drawn to the other side.

The dwarves who were supposed to be smashed into minced meat climbed up one by one, shook their heads, gathered together again, and raised their shields.

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

"The power of the dragon is really amazing. It even deformed the Mithril Armor." Balin said: "But as the traveler said, he doesn't seem to be able to kill us."

"Hahahaha!" Shalin was laughing, and she poked 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, really visible to the naked eye. His belly lit up completely, and his roar was filled with the fire of dragon's breath.

"Is this the ability of the dark aura in you?"

"Mythril shield, mithril armor, plus immortality, it seems that you are indeed well prepared."

"But this will only delay your death and give the great Smaug more fun!"

"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 pounced directly, its sharp toe claws piercing the shield.

The loud noise of the collision reverberated throughout the hall, and the gold coins buzzed with resonance. The dwarves flew out again. This time, even the thick mithril shields were slightly distorted.

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

No matter whether Smaug used his claws, teeth, or wings, or even the mithril armor on the dwarves was smashed, not a single dwarf died.

The gold coins in the entire hall had already been disturbed. Smaug vented his anger to his heart's content. He didn't care about the mithril shields that were stuck to him for some reason. These dwarves were like good living targets and could not be harmed at all. He can only let himself attack.

"Be afraid! Struggle!"

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

"From now on, no one dares to covet my treasure. The lonely mountain belongs to me in another hundred years, a thousand years! Until eternity!"

"I am fire, I am death!"

Speaking of rising, it directly spit out dragon flames, causing the entire hall to be engulfed in flames.

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

"It's coming soon." Tang Sen lay down on the back of the stairs to avoid the dragon flames: "It will all be over soon."

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

"I'm still missing a gesture."

Waiting for the dragon flames to finally disappear, Tang Sen stood up, stood on the steps, and shouted at the giant dragon:

"Smaug! Face me!"