Bilbo has been happily closing his legs lately......

said that the reason why he couldn't close his legs was because he hadn't been idle at all in the past few days, he had been busy getting familiar with his new body, and his busy feet didn't touch the ground, and of course his legs couldn't be closed.

Ever since he had been stabbed on him with that horrible thing at the end of the season, his body had gotten stronger and stronger, so strong that he didn't even realize he was a hobbit.

Even, he wondered if he had gotten a little taller.

Either way, though, it's a good thing for him, not to mention that he has become younger, and his strength and speed have become many times stronger.

Armed with his stinger, Bilbo ran to the forest not far from the camp, where he became familiar with some of the fighting techniques he had learned from Thorin, which he had done so often.

The small needle looked just right in his hand, and the sharp blade slashed through the air, making Bilbo feel like a powerful warrior.

Suddenly, Bilbo heard a rustling sound, and in a strange way, he couldn't help but prick up his ears and carefully identify the direction from which the sound was coming from.

"Like...... Is it over there? Bilbo looked in a similar direction to the camp, hesitated, and his legs moved involuntarily under the trend of curiosity.

He was always a curious and adventurous person.

The hobbit's characteristic big feet kept Bilbo from making any sound when he ran, and after a while, he came to the vicinity of the place where the sound was made.

"That's?" Bilbo's eyes widened as he looked at the rapidly collapsing ground.

"Buzz!" At this moment, the needle he was holding in his hand suddenly lit up, and Bilbo was startled, and turned his head to look at his surroundings.

The needle lit up, indicating that there were orcs nearby, and he hadn't forgotten that.

"But...... In there? Bilbo's eyes were full of confusion, for he didn't see the orc's shadow at all.

"Wait! The ground! Bilbo's eyes widened, but the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

I saw that the ground not far from Bilbo slammed upward, but it collapsed violently, and then with an ugly insect chirp, an ugly insect with a chrysanthemum-like mouth suddenly stuck its head out of the ground and spit out a large pile of rubble.

"It's ...... Worm! "During the battle of the Five Armies, the creatures that appeared left a deep impression on Bilbo.

"Doesn't that mean those orcs have sneaked into our camp?" Bilbo's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't imagine how much damage would be caused to their Alliance forces if such a surprise attack was successful, so he immediately decided to hurry back and inform the Union Army.

Swallowing his saliva, Bilbo looked at the orc army that had begun to pour out of the passage dug out of the sandworm, turned around cautiously, and slowed his steps, intending to return the way he came.

However, just as he had taken a few steps, the ground under his feet slammed upwards and flew with him.

"Oops!" Thinking of the appearance of the sandworm just now, Bilbo's mouth was bitter, he didn't want to be eaten by the worm, so he could only hurriedly hug his body, like a leather ball, along the ground that was rising high but falling rapidly, and rolled down.

"Eh, eh!" Screaming all the way, Bilbo rolled far, far away with a 'pleasant' cry, until he hit something soft with a 'bang' and he stopped his tumbling body.

Bilbo, who was lying on the ground, opened his dizzy eyes, and looked at everything as an afterimage, smiled innocently, and muttered: "Why, how do you look like trolls?" ”。

At the same time, the big man who was hit by Bilbo, who was five meters tall, also lowered his head innocently, and after seeing Bilbo, a pair of big eyes lit up like a light bulb, and a large amount of saliva was quickly secreted in his mouth.

"It stinks!" Bilbo shook his head in a daze, and was doused with saliva, which made his head sober slightly.

However, before he could see those guys from time to time, he felt that his leg was grabbed by something and lifted him up.

The ugly big face, the bad breath that can stun him, the big mouth that is getting closer and closer......

"What an ogre!" Bilbo exclaimed, and when he was held in the hand by the troll, he turned his head to look, only to see that the trolls were surrounded by ugly but cruel-looking orcs, and only then did he realize that he had rolled in front of Mordor's army.

"Goo-dong!" Looking at the big mouth that was getting closer and closer, Bilbo rolled his throat and began to struggle violently, and the powerful power he got from the elixir of life actually made him kick the troll's hand away.

However, he also followed the principle of gravity and fell into the troll's gaping mouth.

Bilbo's eyes shrank, and as he fell under his head and feet, he waved his arm hard, and the needle in his hand pricked the troll's face with a pop, hanging himself on the troll's face.

"Howl!"

With a miserable howl, the trolls subconsciously stretched out their big hands and slapped them at Bilbo on the face.

Bilbo's face turned pale, his body swayed slightly, he pulled out a sharp needle, and with a pop, stabbed into the troll's body, holding the needle in his hand and sliding down.

"Woohoo!"

A bloody scar appeared on the troll's body, making the troll's eyes red.

However, Bilbo took the opportunity to fall safely to the ground, and then rolled over and ran towards the Union camp without looking back.

He hadn't forgotten that he had to bring back the news of the orc attack.

However, he only ran two steps before he was stunned, because not far in front of him, in the huge sandworm cave, a large number of orcs also poured out, and he ...... was surrounded.

"Fight!" Bilbo gritted his teeth, kicked his legs, and rushed out with a needle in hand.

And the half-orcs were also slightly stunned when they saw Bilbo rushing up, smiled cruelly, and with a contemptuous expression on their faces, they casually walked out of the two half-orcs to meet them.

"Kill!" Bilbo was a little scared, but he was more excited, and he felt his blood boiling, which made his mouth dry.

"Poof!"

When Bilbo, who was running fast, grabbed a half-orc and threw it away, the sting needle in his other hand cut the stomach of the other half-orc, killing the other orc, so that the speed did not decrease, and continued to rush towards the outside of the encirclement.

The orcs were slightly stunned by Bilbo's sharp movements, and a big question mark floated in their minds.

Is this still a hobbit?