Just when the horses and soldiers were rubbing their hands, the ruins of the Lonely Mountain and the Dwarven Kingdom, Smaug, lying in the golden mountain, squinted his eyes and licked the scars on his wings. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, it raised its head to face the void and said to itself with a sneer:

"I said, I won't be anyone's slave, why are you still coming to me!"

Where it looked up, there was nothing but air.

Stretching along its gaze is a large mottled dome.

The roof of the treasure house, which was also painted with gold lacquer to make it look golden, has become the only discord in the palatial hall, and it is also evidence of the normal passage of time.

After a while, as if he was really talking to someone, Smaug suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice:

"You found me when you lost something, what kind of reason is that!"

"Your broken ring, it's useless for me to take it!"

"For the sake of our friendship with you, if you have the ability to make a comeback, I don't mind helping you out and causing some trouble for those bugs. ”

"But if you dare to point fingers at me in that tone again. ”

"Hey, hey..."

Suddenly, Smaug's sinister smile froze on his face.

It widened its gaze at the dragon crystal, and where the two pillars of light intersected, the intense light seemed to tear the space apart.

"Oh, how can such a thing happen?"

After a few more moments, as if to finish combing its thoughts, it sat down cross-legged again and began to clean the wounds on its wings.

"Alright, I already know, you want me to...'send to death', right? ”

Smaug's gaze erupted with an unprecedented ferocity, and soon turned back to viciousness and cunning, like a poisonous snake hunting, hiding and forbearing!

"Hmph! I see! For the sake of the first time you've begged for my sake, and it sounds like there's a lot to come, I promise you that you can get out now. ”

Smaug muttered to himself, and there seemed to be an unparalleled anger in the void, but it was fleeting.

Smaug remained unmoved, and it was only after a moment that he lazily moved his wings again.

"You want me to die, hehe..."

"You're really... Arrogance is disgusting..."

"I love your wickedness, though. ”

"Prefer to hear your pleadings. ”

"Little bug, it's a pity you're gone, otherwise... I'd love to see that guy's face after his plan was leaked... And, of course, your pain and despair..."

Smaug's voice echoed through the dragon's lair, its whispers like thunder, inaudible even from a distance.

But as long as it's alive, who would dare to take half a step?

No one! No one dared to offend the majesty of the dragon while Smaug was still alive!

On the morning of the day in Turin, the military camp in the town of Long Lake was blown upside down.

Originally, there was only a simple military camp in Changhu Town, and the dormitory area could not even fit twenty beds, which was specially prepared for those homeless soldiers and idlers.

However, since Ling Qi took power, this military camp has been greatly expanded, and even part of the original wharf has been demolished, and the wharf has been extended longitudinally, which has the potential to cross the center of the lake and reproduce the scenery of Changhu Lake back then!

A larger barracks also meant more expenses and attrition, but none of this was a problem for Ling Qi, and if it weren't for the terrain, he even intended to move the training facility to the barracks instead of still building it outside the city.

Xiao is so, the tenfold expansion of the barracks is also too big for the veterans and has become unfamiliar. Even if the guard had been expanded to more than eighty people, and even though it had been explicitly ordered that the soldiers should not leave the barracks without reason during training and duty, it still seemed empty and could not be filled in any way.

In the past, those veterans always felt that the barracks were too small, and it was very uncomfortable and depressing to stay. Some people even wonder if this place was bigger, would it be possible to move with their families?

Now, their wish has come true. Not to mention eighty people, this place can accommodate even several times as many people, but unfortunately they are even farther away from their families!

There are so many empty places, not only are families not allowed to move in, but no one is even allowed to come and go at will, there was no such rule before. In the past, although no fool would bring his wife to the barracks, in order to save charcoal lamp oil, brothers and children could still bring it, and occasionally scraping together money to find a few women in the tavern would make everyone happy together.

Right now...

Formal militarized training is really boring for them, and they even have to sneak over the wall when they go home and hug their wives, making it the same as an cheating tryst.

There is also daily training, where is training, it is simply torture. If it weren't for the excellent treatment and the abundant food, the ghost would be willing to be a soldier!

But not today, the soldiers and idlers who have enjoyed a hearty breakfast and delicious egg soup all feel that they have infinite strength, and they can jump in one step, and this bird place can't even move their muscles and bones!

I can't wait to come to today's training, I can't leave this cage immediately to play outside, I can't go home immediately to find my mother-in-law!

Do what you want, there are no taboos, that's crazy. When desire swells to the limit, madness becomes the only way to vent.

The explosion of strength can often have a great negative effect, especially for those who are already weak, sometimes just a double increase in strength can give you the illusion that you can do anything, in fact, it will not even allow the otherwise weak person to defeat a well-trained warrior.

Ling Qi underestimated the effect of the ember of life, less than twenty pills for more than eighty people, it doesn't sound too much, but if you count the half year time is compressed to just one day, after more than a hundred times the condensation, this mutation has been catalyzed by the unknown of the demon's blood...

When Nitin arrived at the barracks with a whole five veterans of the Land of Mead, he was almost dizzy from the chaos inside!

Outside the barracks, some panicked passers-by were pointing inside.

The gate of the camp was open, and three corpses lay in the doorway, as well as a man standing with a knife.

There was a show of dancing in the camp, and the soldiers, who were normal in the morning, were all like crazy, howling and running wildly, like the roar of the camp!

Those who went crazy were good, at least they didn't cause much damage!

What's more, a group of people and another group of people frantically scuffled together, and their heads were broken and bleeding without sparing any hands, I don't know why.

A soldier captain, especially burly, who was notoriously strong among veterans, was now crushed like a little daughter-in-law by another skinny little monkey-like man, and it was not difficult to imagine what was happening in their swaying postures and messy clothes.

Nitin's body shook, and his eyes were a little bloodshot.

"Crazy! All crazy! Oh my God! What the hell is going on! Are they all under evil witchcraft?"

Many of the onlookers were whispering and saying not a word of kindness.

Most of these people were full of panic, and a few of them had strange expressions on their faces.

For the new lord, such a big change in the barracks would definitely be an extremely heavy blow to his prestige.

When Nitin saw another familiar soldier and laughed wildly and raised his knife to cut his belly, his panic and anger were finally suppressed to the peak!

"Shut up!"

Nitin looked hideous, glared fiercely at the onlookers, and sneered:

"If you don't want to die, get out of here! If you dare to spread a word in the town, I'll show you what a luxury death is!"

The person in the top position has his own bearing, and he has only been the spokesperson of the lord for a few days, and Nitin's words and deeds at this time have also had a terrifying power.

"And a few of you, go and stop me at the intersection, don't let people come over again!"

Driving away the onlookers, Nitin immediately sent three old men from the Land of Honey to guard the main entrance of the barracks to the town.

Although the town is too small, this kind of behavior is actually trying to cover up, but it is better than doing nothing.

He actually heard the noise in the barracks from a distance, but at that time he only thought that the soldiers were gambling and making noise again, this kind of thing had happened several times in the past few days, and he had not changed it repeatedly, and he was still thinking about how to punish them, and he didn't want this to be the case!

"You two, follow me!"

Nitin led the other two men to the only man who stopped at the gate, his face gloomy, trying to find some clues in this man.

"Farryn... What the hell is going on!"

Three or four days ago, Nidin didn't dare speak to Farrion in such a tone.

Farion glanced at him, disapproving, and said indifferently:

"I don't know, I happened to be passing by, and I stopped by to see the situation in the army. I heard that the adults handed over these miscellaneous fish to you to be responsible, and now it seems that sneer~"

His frivolous attitude made Nitin, who was accustomed to being flattered, slightly angry, not to mention that his voice did not sound good.

"You-"

"You killed all these people! Should you give me an explanation! After all, I'm responsible for this place now!"

Nitin had a somber voice.

Farion looked at him in amazement, as if he wanted to get to know him again.

"Explain? you let me give you an account? Responsible? What responsibility can you brat bear!"

Farion smiled, then seemed to be affected by the injury, twitched the corner of his mouth, and coughed lightly.

He suddenly straightened his face, lifted his left foot, let the long knife bounce up, and with the strength of his flipped wrist, he just rested it back on his shoulder, and his posture was dashing, but a few drops of flying blood fell on Nitin's slightly condensed face.

"Want to explain, I'll give it to you!"

"My explanation is - little one, you should thank me, if it weren't for me, wait for those 'things' to break out of this cage..."

Farion pointed to the chaos in the barracks, and without further on, shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave, muttering as if he was dissatisfied with some of the lord's decisions.

Nitin gasped, he did not deny that after the great increase in power, his original respect and admiration for the captain of the guard had all turned into jealousy, and now it seemed that the other party no longer treated him as he used to.

Power will make people change, when the cake is unevenly divided, no matter how good friends are, they will turn their faces, not to mention that they are just loyal to the same object, and they are not good friends with each other.

Nitin was grateful for his relationship with his lord, he knew where his strengths were and his greatest weaknesses.

"Humph!"

Nitin glared fiercely at the two guys behind him who had just subconsciously retreated when Farion moved, he knew that what he lacked was the strength of His Majesty!

True Power!

Nitin clenched his fists, and when he looked at the filthy barracks, he suddenly became less disgusted!

He has realized the reason why the soldiers are going crazy!

Those townsfolk only instinctively associated witchcraft through abnormal phenomena, and some of them might have remembered the identity of Lingqi Wizard, but they definitely didn't dare to make further guesses.

Only Nitin knows all the causes and consequences, and Ben is still very guilty and annoyed, and even has a faint disgust towards Ling Qi's approach, now...

Nitin thought of what Ling Qi had said earlier-

His sister, who was in the land of mead, will need his help!