A few fat fish entered the belly, as if falling into an unknown space, without setting off any waves.

With his terrifying body crushing the mud at the bottom of the river and the muddy waters of the lake he passed, Zhang Chen hurried along and pondered the fact that Greenach had treated him like a dragon.

In fact, he knows better than anyone that he is not the legendary dragon.

He's an impostor.

As for why goblins and orcs think of him as a dragon, the reason is that he resembles the legendary snake named Skasha.

The cold dragon 'Skasha', with no limbs and no wings of a Western dragon, is a giant insect in the eyes of the ogre, and the only thing that can breathe is that it can breathe.

There is not much information about Skasha, this legendary cold dragon has long faded out of sight, and the most legendary one on Middle-earth is the fire dragon Smaug.

Legend has it that it hid in the royal city of Irub and guarded its gold, silver and jewelry.

The legend is not unfounded, and it is true, after Smaug captured Iruber, the magpie's nest dove dwelling, sleeping on the golden sheets, guarding its treasures.

Irub, where most of the world's gold, silver and jewels are concentrated, and he will also see them later.

The various races don't know about dragons, they are limited to various legends in books, they only know that dragons are the pinnacle of power and legendary creatures, so Zhang Chen has no wings, no limbs, and is also a dragon in their eyes.

Cold Dragon Skasha.

"Forget it, I'm a dragon in their eyes, so what's the difference between my current posture and the dragon in their eyes?

The process is not important, the result is important. ”

The swarthy oval head poked out of the water, and its pale yellow vertical pupils looked at the mountains thousands of miles away, which should be Moria.

For four or five days and nights, Zhang Chen would not deliberately keep track of the time, and according to what Grenach said, and the highest peak on the map, Siraksigil, it is estimated that it is not bad.

Heading upriver along the Anduin River, Zhang Chen soon reached a tributary that seemed to be heading in the direction of Moria.

Thinking about it, the body has already penetrated into the tributary, and the clear river water suddenly becomes turbid, and the creepy body can be faintly seen through the water.

With a diameter of about five meters and a body length of nearly 100 meters, a small tributary cannot be hidden no matter what.

Moreover, as he advanced, a zigzag arrow appeared on the surface of the water, which was the effect of his size stirring the current, and he could see at a glance that there was something in the river, but fortunately in the wilderness of this place, Moriah had been abandoned for a long time.

It is not as comfortable as in the main river to get into the tributaries, just like a man who is accustomed to a villa, and suddenly one day he is thrown into a cabin, as if he is bound, and he cannot stretch out.

The sky is getting dark, the dense branches and foliage of the forest on both sides are blocked, the light around is extremely dim, the bare twisted branches stretch out, the crow cries are spread all over the four fields, the water plants floating on both sides of the river, and the white mist in the air makes the atmosphere particularly eerie.

The tributaries are short, reaching their end in just half an hour.

The dark oval head poked out of the water, and the pale yellow vertical pupils opened, revealing a majestic mountain peak.

If you guessed correctly, this is the peak of Siraksigil, the former home of the dwarves.

Although the sky was dark, it did not affect Zhang Chen's vision at all, and he could faintly see a door under the high mountain a hundred meters away.

The terrifying body zigzits its its way to land, from far to near, and finally stops at the gate.

"It is worthy of being one of the most important former residences of the dwarves."

It takes a lot of effort to use the mountain as a carving, and to make a stone gate tens of meters high in the mountain, although the dwarf forging process is good, it is still not easy to make such a brilliant gate.

But in the end, their hard work fell into the hands of the orcs, and the dwarves absolutely hated the orcs.

On top of that, the orcs had no interest in the dwarven dwelling, instead building the royal city elsewhere.

Naked humiliation!

Quaint, vicissitudes.

Just from the door and carving, Zhang Chen can feel the long-standing atmosphere of this capital.

Since the fall of Moria, the door has been half-hidden, spitting out snake letters, Zhang Chen's body with a diameter of about five meters has penetrated into the capital, although the door is half-hidden, but it is still very spacious.

As soon as I got inside Moria, the strong smell of corpses hit my face.

The pale yellow vertical pupils scanned the surroundings, and what caught my eye was a corpse covered in armor and full of arrows, these were the corpses of dwarves and orcs, they had been dead for some years, the corpses had long since dried, and some only skeletons remained.

The ground was pitch black, this was dried blood, and snakes and scorpions were wandering between the dried corpses and skeletons, the scene made the scalp tingle, and it could be seen how tragic the battle was back then.

Spitting snake letters, in addition to the smell of mold and corpses, there is also a familiar smell in the air.

Although the strong smell of corpses can hide the breath of living creatures, after Zhang Chen's sense of smell has already changed due to his magical power, even if there are other breaths to cover it, he can still distinguish the breath of living creatures.

He had eaten it only a few days ago, and he had long remembered the smell of half-orcs, and there were traces of half-orcs in this capital.

The body twisted and twisted up the stairs, and the air-dried corpses were everywhere in the place, passing through a stone gate, and inside was a pit surrounded by many tools, such as a crane minecart......

"Caves?"

Looking around, Zhang Chen looked at the bottom of the pit, it was indeed a mine, and what was shining under the mine was not gold and silver jewelry, but Mithril.

In this world, gold and silver jewelry is not the most precious thing, the most precious thing is Mithril.

The dwarves actually owned a Mithril Mine back then, although it was not very large, but it was really valuable, no wonder there was a half-orc breath in it, and it was estimated that it was guarding this Mithril Mine.

The body meandered, detouring through the Mithril mine, and after leaving the mine, Zhang Chen's body froze.

Rao is that he has seen a lot of things, looking at the scene in front of him, he still can't help but have a little ripple in his heart.

Behind the mine is a huge underground palace, supported by hundreds of stone pillars, the ground is at least twenty meters away from the dome, it is unbelievable, such a huge underground palace is such a huge project, it is not easy to build in the twenty-first century.

Moreover, this is only a part of the dungeon.

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that such a dungeon is deserted, it can be used as a base camp for the time being, and it is impossible for the war between the orcs and various races to spread here."

After a few laps around the stone pillar, such a dungeon, there is no need to worry about his space at all.

However, before that, some of the ants in the dungeon must be cleaned up.

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