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

"Surrender?"

Smaug couldn't help but widen his eyes, his golden irises brightening with anger.

"Surrender?! Ha!" The mithril rope on its body made a louder creaking sound, showing its fury: "An ant-like human being, how dare you say such a thing?"

"I am the Great Smaug! I am fire and death incarnate!"

"I was born to be above all living beings, I am nobler than any living being!"

"Even if I die, even if I die completely, I will never surrender to a despicable person like you!"

Smaug's violent reaction was expected by Tang Sen.

If you think about it from another angle, it's like a princess who is suddenly asked by a beggar to be his slave. I'm afraid she will also feel ridiculous and furious.

But if the princess is in trouble and the beggar is strong, anger may be of no use.

Tang Sen did the same thing. A mithril stabbing sword appeared in his hand. Shi Shiran walked up to Smaug without saying a word. He just found the gap in the scales that was larger than a human head and slowly inserted the stabbing sword. The sword thrust through.

"What are you going to do!" Smaug felt something was wrong. This damn human wasn't really planning to kill him, was he?

"How dare you! How dare you!!"

He roared angrily, like a princess who was about to be molested but was tied up and unable to resist.

The beggar said nothing and just continued his actions.

The sharp stabbing sword slowly inserted into the dragon's skin. In fact, Tang Sen tried his best and could only insert it slowly.

Although its skin is not as indestructible as scales, it is much stronger than trolls and the like.

Golden-red dragon blood overflowed from the wound. Tang Sen found a gold vase from the side, placed it underneath, and murmured to himself: "Dragon blood is a good thing, we can't waste it."

"Sha Lin, do you want to try the taste of dragon blood? I heard that dragon blood can strengthen the human body and make the body stronger."

Sha Lin shook his head repeatedly: "Dwarves don't drink blood from their hair!"

Sharda was a little moved, and she looked into the vase.

Smaug: "."

A group of people had already started discussing the treatment of their own blood, which made him feel a little nervous.

In his long dragon life, it has never been in such a situation. Even if it is to die, it would rather have a happy life than lie alive and be judged like meat on the chopping board.

"Butcher! You butcher!"

He couldn't help roaring: "If you can, stab me to death with one sword!"

Tang Sen raised his head and looked at Smaug and said with a smile: "Sorry, your skin is a bit thick. You know, I am relatively weak and I can't kill you with a sword."

"Don't worry, wait for me to take my time. I will dig a hole first, expose your heart, and find a way to take it out."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled sinisterly: "Maybe you will be the first dragon in Middle-earth to see his own heart before dying."

Smaug's pupils shrank to the extreme, and he looked at the expression of the human in front of him like a ghost.

How could he say such cruel words with a smile?

"Stop! I think we can discuss it again!"

Smaug really didn't dare to imagine what kind of torture he would suffer if he allowed the other party to do it to him. He softened his tone and said, "Say a condition! Why not, I will give you half of the wealth of Lonely Mountain." Here it is, how about it?"

"I'm not interested in money." Tang Sen kept moving, taking out the rapier and inserting it from another place: "Besides, this wealth no longer belongs to you, loser."

"I was not defeated! It's because of you, a despicable human being, damn-" It wanted to continue to curse, but then it remembered its own situation, and the words stopped abruptly. It was awkwardly silent for a moment, and then continued nonchalantly: "It's better to say In this way, you let go of me and I leave Gushan, swearing in the name of the dragon that I will never come back again!"

"Compared to an oath, death is simpler." Tang Sen said: "A dead dragon poses no threat."

"I've given you a chance. It's your choice, Smaug."

Smaug was so furious that he almost lost his mind. He struggled with all his strength, and his roar shook the entire Erebor Hall: "Don't think that you can make me surrender with this method! You are wishful thinking!"

"I'm not afraid of pain at all! Your sword is like tickling me!"

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning." Tang Sen said calmly: "Don't I have a lot of helpers?"

He waved his hand and said, "This wound is too small. We have to find a way to pry off some of the scales around the wound."

"Speaking of which, is anyone interested in the Dragon Scale Shield?"

The dwarves' eyes suddenly lit up.

Their love for casting tells them that the dragon scale shield must be a top-notch artifact. If it is made by their own hands, their names will be spread along with this artifact.

"I'll do it!" Sharda, who could no longer hold back, stepped forward, inserted the ax in his hand into the gap between the dragon scales, and pulled it out with all his strength.

But until his face turned red from suppressing the pain, the dragon scales remained motionless.

"You ants, my scales are indestructible!" Smaug shouted, "If I hadn't been careless, you wouldn't have been able to hurt a hair on my head!"

"Don't waste time, just stab me to death with your sword!"

Smaug even wanted to die at this time.

But Tang Sen ignored him. He quickly took out a long mithril crowbar from the Mithril Ring and said with a smile: "One person's strength cannot pry off the dragon scales. Fortunately, I was prepared. .”

Dwarf, Smaug: "."

"Tang Sen, you are really well prepared," Shalin couldn't help but complain.

The dwarves lined up in a row, inserted the crowbar into the gap between the scales, and then used force together. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and finally, the scales began to loosen.

Roar--

Smaug let out a roar of pain, and the pain of having his scales pried off while alive was greater and longer-lasting than the pain of being shot off by the black arrow.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Smaug roared: "I promised! I can help you once, no, three times!"

Tang Sen signaled the dwarves to continue using their strength until the scales jingled and fell on the golden mountain. Then he said, "What I want is surrender, not employment."

He struggled to lift the scale, knocked it with his sword, and made a crisp sound, exclaiming: "The dragon scale is really a good thing."

Smaug's neck shrank, and he fully felt what it meant to be a man for the sake of a sword and for the flesh of a fish.

A strange emotion called fear rose from the bottom of its heart.

As a dragon that captured Gushan when it was growing up and slept among gold coins throughout its growth process, it found that it was not as strong as it thought.

No, it's because this demon named Traveler is too evil. He has no mercy in his heart, and the eyes he looks at him are like a pile of inanimate materials!

His evil even outweighs the dark aura on him!

Seeing Tang Sen commanding the dwarves to pry the dragon scales again, Smaug finally became anxious. He lowered his head for the first time and said: "I surrender! I am willing to surrender!"

"I will serve you until the end of your days."

The dwarves stopped, looking at Smaug in disbelief.

This arrogant dragon, the shadow in the hearts of the Durin dwarves, actually bowed his head?

"Did it succeed?" Bahrain sighed in a daze: "The traveler's methods are really powerful."

"What are you doing standing still? Continue." Tang Sen didn't seem to hear Smaug's words, and just let the dwarves continue to pry.

It wasn't until the dwarves pried off a dragon scale again that Tang Sen said, "What I want is eternal surrender."

"Is there any difference!" Smaug roared: "Human lifespan is only so long, and my lifespan is beyond your imagination. Do I still have to guard your tomb?"

"I don't like questioning," Tang Sen said lightly, "I don't like bargaining either."

"It seems that Smaug hasn't figured out his position yet. Let's get on with our work."

He sighed again: "Dragon scales are a good thing!"

"." The dwarves were a little confused whether Tang Sen wanted to tame Smaug or simply torture him, but they naturally stood on Tang Sen's side, so they tried again, and Sharda even seriously agreed. road:

"Dragon scales are indeed a good thing!"

Smaug cursed angrily, struggled, and even begged, but this did not stop Tang Sen from moving until another scale fell off. At this time, a large piece of skin was exposed on Smaug's chest.

"I accept! I accept! Stop prying!" Smaug begged: "I am willing to surrender to you forever, and I am willing to let you drive!"

"It's whatever you say, please let me go."

Tang Sen didn't even raise his head. He used the stabbing sword in his hand to mark the wounds and said in a cruel tone:

"I do not believe you."

"I swear! I swear to my ancestors, I swear to the creator Melkor, I swear to Eru!" Smaug said hurriedly: "If I violate my oath, my soul will sink forever and suffer endless torture."

Tang Sen's movements stopped. He looked into Smaug's golden eyes and saw the pleading in his eyes.

This majestic dragon has completely put down its pride and buried its head in gold.

"What a surprise." Tang Sen sighed: "I'm almost impressed by you."

".Almost?" Smaug's head snapped up.

"I believe the oaths you said, but the oaths will eventually expire." Tang Sen said.

"I have sworn an oath to Eru!" Smaug roared in disbelief: "This oath is enough to last until the world is destroyed! Isn't it enough!"

Yiru, also known as Ilúvatar in the Elvish language, is the God of Creation.

"It's a pity." Tang Sen said: "For me, it is not enough."

"It's a big world, Smaug."

"I have to add another layer of insurance."