Chapter 403: Roll around

Old Mountain Dragon!

As the name suggests, it has a dragon the size of a mountain.

Its main characteristics are its overwhelming size, with a large spire-like horn standing on the tip of its nose, and its carapace covered with hideous spines that stretch from its slender neck to its long tail.

When you land on all fours, your body is about 70 meters long and 13 meters tall, and you can shake the ground just by walking. With its sheer size and extremely fast movement speed, everything around it will be destroyed by the impact of an earthquake when walking.

Therefore, it is called the 'walking disaster'!

When Russell's transformed old mountain dragon stood up with his strong hind limbs supporting his body, everyone on the Paliano Plains looked at him silently.

It's too huge, and rushing into the battlefield with such a huge size is a devastating blow to both orcs and humans.

"Dragon!?"

"That'...... Is that a dragon? ”

"No way, the last dragon died in Riverdale, there are no more dragons left in Middle-earth......"

"The records are all lies, and there is clearly a giant dragon that exists!"

“……”

The plains were silent for a moment, and the pot exploded in an instant, in the Middle-earth continent, the dragon is the synonym of invincibility, and the phalanx of the orcs closest to Russell collapsed, and after being amazed, his body and mind were filled with fear, and he fled for his life towards both sides of the plain and the royal capital Minas Tirith.

Boom————

Russell's transformed old mountain dragon stepped on the ground with its forelimbs and moved forward on all fours instead, and at this moment, the roar became extremely violent, as if the whole earth was trembling.

The terrifying figure like a hill crushed over, how could the flesh and blood of the orcs be stopped. Those who were slapped into flesh by a paw, although the death was miserable, but it was also a hundred, and those who were unlucky were broken by a light rubbing, and fell to the ground and wailed for a long time before dying in pain.

Because of the huge body, the impact movement has its own strong wind pressure, and it can cause huge damage without deliberately attacking, Russell simply buried his head in hard work, rampage all the way on the plains, overturning the roof of the catapults, where the orcs are gathered, he will drill wherever he goes.

In the sky above the Paliano Plains, the terrible screams were endless, and looking down from the sky, the boxy military formation of the half-orc tofu block was no longer shapeless, and there were black spots everywhere to escape and save themselves, and it was chaotic, as if an anteater had rushed into an ant's nest.

"What are you doing, can you outrun a dragon on two legs? Get me all my weapons and go back to my array! ”

The leader of the Half-Orc Legion rode a wolf, led a team of 100 people to slaughter with knives, suppressed the riot with the bloodiest means, and gathered the remnants of the army in a corner of the battlefield to rearrange the formation.

"Turn the catapult around and aim at the dragon, a giant dragon that can't fly, that is, a bigger live target, what's there to be afraid of!"

Although the orc leader had no hands and feet, he had great prestige among the soldiers, and in a short time he gathered thousands of troops.

Russell stood up and saw this scene, raised his head and let out a high-pitched dragon groan, which resounded through the sky like thunder, startling thousands of half-orc armies trembling, and there was a tendency to collapse again.

"Bastard, whoever dares to take a step back, I'll kill him right now."

Seeing Russell rushing towards him, the corner of the leader's eyes twitched, suppressed the fear in his heart, and drove the wolf to the front.

"Catapult aim!"

"Put!"

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Three huge rocks were thrown high, the leftmost one was empty, and the remaining two smashed directly into the spines on Russell's back.

Boom!

There were two muffled sounds, and the huge rock shattered in response, and Russell couldn't even pause.

Each of the scales of the dragon has the hardness of a rock, and the pale gray shell is really the same as a mountain stone, but in fact, the hard shell is far harder than the rock.

During their long lifespan, the scales absorb dust, mineral particles and other substances that waft through the atmosphere, making the keratin shell contain a large amount of metallic components.

This is a moving iron lump, a big killer on the battlefield!

"Archers prepare, aim for the dragon's eyes......"

"Put!"

Seeing that the catapult was useless, the army formation behind him became impetuous again, and the leader of the orc legion hurriedly ordered, he knew that if he didn't do something, the army on the plain would really be over.

When the rain of arrows came, the old mountain dragon transformed by Russell opened its bloody mouth and let out a terrifying roar that shocked all things.

A hurricane rolled up on the flat ground, and hundreds of arrows seemed to pierce the quagmire, stalemate for half a second, and then bounced out one after another, landing in the middle of the military formation, screaming again and again.

The archers in the front row were blown down by a hurricane, bleeding from their mouths, apparently seriously wounded. The leader of the legion, on the other hand, sat motionless on the wolf, and in a different direction, he and the wolf were bleeding and were struck to death by the roar.

Russell didn't know that he had killed the local general, his vision was different, he was condescending and full of ants, and he couldn't tell which ants were uglier and which were uglier.

He stood upright on his hind legs, stomping the orc leader and the wolf into a bloody froth, and then swept across with a huge long tail, smashing large swaths of orcs to pieces and exploding into shreds.

The long tail swept again, and the orcs only heard a whistling pop, and the black shadow struck, and the next second they didn't know anything.

Killing most of the thousands of orcs, Russell ignored the rest of the deserters and rushed towards the next crowded gathering place. Probably thinking that the lethality was not enough, he slid sideways to the ground and rolled over.

The seventy-meter-long mountain of metal rolled on the ground, and the scene was impossible to look at for a while, and the screams of the orcs became even more terrible in the roaring vibration.

The dragon had been building power in Middle-earth for a long time, and the orcs could not muster the fighting spirit to resist, and in less than two minutes after Russell stepped into the battlefield, he shattered the will of Mordor's army to the point of collapse.

On the wall of the royal capital, the defenders were dumbfounded, this dragon that ravaged the battlefield and made the orcs cry and cry for their mother, seemed to be...... Own!?

The crushing killing made people's blood boil, and they couldn't help but want to snort, but the soldiers and civilians defending the city didn't dare, they were afraid that they had guessed wrong.

Maybe the dragon wasn't one of his own, but he happened to pass by and saw someone fighting before he came over and took two steps.

Therefore, it is safer to keep silent, in case it is really not your own person, shouting and shouting to attract the attention of the dragon, who can stop it from destroying the royal capital!

On the iceberg on the other side, seeing the old mountain dragon rolling around, Gandalf and the Witch King of Angmar were all stunned.

"What's the matter, there are still living dragons in Middle-earth?"

The Witch King was amazed that during the War of the Gods, Sauron's immediate boss, Morgoth, had created an army of dragons, and he thought that the one in front of him was the offspring of a dragon, just like Smaug.

"Perhaps, you can win it over!"

The Witch King of Angmar didn't see Russell's transformation, and made some rigorous inferences, thinking that he could take the old mountain dragon for his own use.

And Gandalf......

Although he also didn't see Russell transform, the white-robed intuition told him that the old mountain dragon was Russell, and the way of rolling around to kill the enemy was too sassy, and ordinary dragons couldn't pull their faces.