Orc, is a half-orc.

They are generally short, ugly and obscene, and their facial features are even more unsightly than those of goblins.

Only a leader or tribal patriarch is of the same height as a human, much more burly, and more intelligent.

Sixty years ago, Orc, as the villain of the Battle of the Five Armies, inflicted heavy losses on the elves and dwarves, but they were also defeated, and the leader of the so-called "Oke Wu Yanzu" died along with the dwarven king Thorin Oak Shield.

Today, the Orcs are in a state of devastation, but their master, the Dark Lord Sauron, is not dead.

"That's what the adults call Smaug?"

"How did you get to be like this?"

"How the hell did it come back to life?"

"Of course, it's the work of the adults! He's an all-powerful necromancer! ”

The Orcs rode a giant wolf called the "Seat Wolf" and talked in amazement to ease their irrepressible fears.

That's right, in the current Third Age, Sauron, who has returned to claim to be a necromancer, directs the dark forces to invade countries in an attempt to spread the flames of war across the continent.

They soon came to the bottom of the hill and looked up in unison.

The leader of the Oak bowed down to Chu Xin in style, and then raised his voice in his rough voice, "Your Excellency Smaug, I have come from Mordor in accordance with the mission of Lord Smaug. ”

The Mordor of his mouth, in the southeast of Middle-earth, is a dark stronghold that never sees the light of day.

Chu Xin tilted his head slightly, calmly looking at a dozen dirty and smelly oaks.

It seems that Sauron has some real skills, and he actually sensed the "resurrection" of "Smaug", and sent an envoy as soon as possible, hoping to continue the frontier.

As far as he knew, Sauron had been a servant of Ulli of Vera (the god), a learned man among Maia (the sub-gods), and had mastered the art of the arts. After Sauron's fall, he became even more powerful, possessing many mystical abilities, not to mention deep and meticulous thoughts.

"Many years ago, you made an alliance agreement with the Demon Lord, but those hateful humans actually killed~ ahem," Oak realized that he might be bitten to pieces at the mention of this matter, and abruptly stopped, and offered a flattering smile, "I am here this time to invite you to Mordor as a guest and become the Demon Lord's most powerful right-hand man!" ”

In short, it is to win over Chu Xin.

As he spoke, the two Orcs dragged out a large wooden box, and wisps of enticing golden light overflowed from the cracks.

After opening it, as Chu Xin expected, it was a box full of gold coins!

Under the canopy of cloudy skies, the glow of gold became a brilliant color in the wilderness.

These coins vary in shape and pattern, and their origin is obvious, and nine times out of ten they were looted by the Orcs.

"A little gift~" Captain Oak laughed.

Chu Xin admitted that the moment he saw it, his body instinctively poured out a trace of longing and greed, wanting to take it for himself.

After all, these things are very attractive to dragons, otherwise Smaug would not have defeated the kingdom under the mountain in the first place, and then lay asleep in the dwarven gold and silver mountains.

But who is Chu Xin?

Several lifetimes of reincarnation have forged the soul again and again, and different thrilling experiences have filled the soul with thickness and texture.

It couldn't be easier to suppress this instinct.

Of course, the most important thing is that money is really untempting in front of Chu Xin, and it is not even as exciting as a female dragon.

Another point, just a box to buy yourself, yourself is too cheap?

Chu Xin was too lazy to take care of it, and slowly opened his mouth full of sharp teeth in the "smart" eyes of the oaks.

A group of oaks looked at the hollow throat outside Chu Xin, and couldn't help but be confused.

"Smaug, what do you want to do!"

The captain felt the killing intent revealed by Chu Xin, and immediately mounted the wolf and vigilantly pulled out the rough machete.

Although the subordinates with weak brains don't know why, the subconscious cultivated by the fierce fighting all year round makes them feel that the atmosphere is not good.

This posture seems to breathe fire?

But there is only a weak skeleton left, what to spray?

"We are friends, we all respect Lord Sauron, if you feel less, come back to Mordor with us, and we will help you retake the Lonely Mountain." This Oak captain is still a bit of a brain, and continues to comfort Chu Xin with words.

After all, a dozen Orks all quietly touched the hilt of their swords, and the wolf beneath them began to tremble and grin their teeth.

Regardless of the racial oppression of the dragon itself, the difference in size alone made their hearts beat a drum, not to mention that the horror of the dragon's image was even better.

With the mobilization of Chu Xin's consciousness, a dark red flame ignited in the depths of his mouth, as if an eye had opened in the abyss.

The Ocs immediately stood on their hairs, and without saying a word, they turned around and fled on the wolf.

No matter how reckless they are on weekdays, they will not be brainless enough to go head-to-head with a skeletal dragon, and they will have to fight against such super-large creatures with crossbows, catapults, and giants.

Rumble!

A cloud of dark red squirt flames erupted.

The temperature is obviously extremely high, which can give people a sense of coldness, like the ghost fire of a cemetery.

"It really breathes fire! Evacuate! ”

The captain was shocked and rushed to the front.

All he heard was a series of miserable roars behind him, and when he looked back casually, it was all a stiff black corpse and a stream of life-seeking flames rushing towards him.

"If you dare to betray Lord Sauron, you despicable brute will be thrown into a volcano and burned to ashes!" The captain was still unwillingly threatening at the last moment of his life.

Wow~

The world was silent, and only the rich smell of burnt food lingered for a long time.

Chu Xin let out a smoky yawn tastelessly, not to mention the operation principle of this dragon flame, even he himself didn't know anything.

But in the magical world, plus the system plug-in, there is no need to dwell on this.

"Huh? And voyeurs. Chu Xin vaguely caught a glimpse of a frightened Oak burrowing into the ground, far away, and the wreckage flames couldn't shoot through.

Presumably he went back to report to Sauron.

Chu Xin didn't care, and he didn't block it.

For he wished that the demons would march on him with an army of tens of thousands.

……

Although Chu Xin was isolated in the Great Wasteland of Rovanian, news of Smaug's resurrection as a skeleton spread through most of Middle-earth in a short period of time.

Even though he did nothing, and the dwarves of the lonely mountain and the people of the valley were unharmed, the bards and mercenaries still spread all sorts of bizarre versions.

For example: Smaug's bones are manipulated by rumored necromancers to form an army of the undead, Smaug's body is taken by ghosts, Smaug's body is bones, flesh is only a disguise, Smaug has an unknown curse, and his soul cannot be separated from his body, etc.

In short, in the taverns of various cities these days, the most talked about topic is Chu Xin.

Even the common people know about what many big forces know, and their attitudes towards them are also varied, ranging from worry and panic to those who have nothing to do with themselves or cannot take care of them.

Needless to say, Hegu Bang and Gushan directly filled up the city defense, and increased the patrol intensity twice as much as before, for fear that Chu Xin would kill him.

In the dark jungle adjacent to the town of Long Lake, there is a clan of wood elves called the Woodland Kingdom.

At this moment, in a luxuriously furnished living room, three figures sat around a round table.

Bland, King of the River Valley, Ironfoot Dain, King of the Lonely Mountain, and Thrandui, King of the Elves.

The first two sat in front of this noble and arrogant man, and they were inconspicuous supporting characters, completely obscured by the latter's continuous radiance.

He has long pale blonde silky hair, a beautiful but not feminine face, a slender and straight body, and a noble temperament of an elf king in his gestures.

As a king, Thrandui was filled with luxury, and his eyebrows were as cold as a cold blade, and a discerning person knew at a glance that this was a lord who was not easy to talk to.

But when he faced the two allies at the same table, although the beautiful alienation of me was still there, the expression on his face was no longer repulsive.

Sixty years ago, from mutual hostility to living and dying together, we have established a deep friendship in all aspects, and they are so close to each other that if we do not form an alliance, it is easy for "the city gate to catch fire and damage the fish pond."

"The men I sent have found traces of Smaug," said Thranduy blandly, "in the middle of the Great Heath, there is a trace of a battle, the remains of the Orcs burned by the flames, and in a mountain with a huge cut cut by the clawed blade, on which it must have roosted. ”

"Oak? Smaug killed those filthy and ugly orcs? Ironfoot Dein wondered, "Wait, Flame? Are you sure Smaug, who doesn't even have a brain, can squirt out? ”

Thranduy had a slight headache at his foul gesture of yelling, but said patiently, "According to the analysis of the environment after the flames were burned, this is the case, and as for why the skeleton Smaug can breathe fire, I don't know for the time being. ”

Seeing what the iron-footed Dain was doing, Brand hurriedly asked Thranduy, "What's next?" ”

Thrandui glanced at Dain, who had only one head peeking out of the table, and shook his head, "Smaug probably went to Rune, and since it was the territory of the savage Dongyi, my people would not go any further. ”

"Rune? Oh, some of those barbarians have suffered now! Ironfoot Dain laughed, obviously not having a good impression of the Dongyi tribe.

Indeed, compared with human countries such as Gondor and Rohan in the Western Continent of Middle-earth, the Dongyi people in the Eastern Continent are undoubtedly more brutal and warlike, and have been launching murderous invasions against the West for thousands of years.

Thrandui was silent for a moment, then spoke lightly, "Now that Smaug is gone, I don't want to interfere with troubles that have nothing to do with me. ”

The other two looked at each other helplessly, they knew very well what kind of character the elf king was, and they were completely like to drink red wine!

Although he has a proud personality and good combat power, he prefers to hide in the dense forest and live a leisurely life.

"I think this should be told to Gandalf, he's a magical wizard who knows more than we do." Dain shrugged and jumped out of his chair.

"Gandalf in the gray robe, I guess he already knows." With that, Thranduil got up and left, the latest batch of wines from Dowinion arrived, and he couldn't wait to open them with his own hands, hearing that the quality was excellent.

The master was gone, and Brand and the two could not stay any longer, so they returned to their respective territories and expanded the scope of the patrol team, so that the soldiers could be stationed on the peaks of each mountain, so as to light the beacon fire as soon as they detected Chu Xin.

In fact, not all of them are as Buddhist as Seranduyi.

After Smaug's resurrection, many of the smaller forces could not sit still.

In their opinion, Smaug must have been extremely fragile when he came back from the dead, and even if he was still powerful, he was definitely much weaker than he had been.

Without armor-like scales, there is no way to defend against the blades of steel.

Without the thick wing membrane, it is impossible to fly sustainably and flexibly.

Without the heart, muscles and other tissues, it is impossible to ensure sufficient physical strength and strength.

Without the super destructive tail hammer, it will not be able to destroy the withering and decaying as before.

It's just a skeleton body, set up a trap, and use a boulder to smash it easily~

In a word, Smaug was nerfed by epic!

And, ever since Bard killed Smaug, the dragon's terrifying status in the hearts of humans has quietly declined.

If others can do it, why can't I?

There is an old saying: when a god has a blood bar on his head, then I will kill you, and at this moment, the god is no longer a god, but experience points.

Because of this kind of mysterious luck mentality, many people have lost their awe of the dragon.

Especially the bounty hunters and mercenaries who lick the blood on the tip of the knife, these unruly guys are already mercenary, not to mention that they have not seen the living dragon with their own eyes, and they don't know its might.

Crusades have sprung up one after another, and everyone wants to become a second dragon slayer, Bard, admired by the world, praised by bards, and let their names go down in history and be passed down through the ages.

This kind of temptation can go deeper into the bone marrow than simple money and power, not fierce, but it will erode people's hearts little by little.

Unconsciously, Chu Xin, who just got out of bed, became the target of everyone!

However, no one knows whether Sauron has contributed to this.

……

Call!

The endless blue sky swept past a terrifying skeletal creature, disturbing the steady flight of birds, and they immediately scattered in all directions.

Chu Xin had already crossed the Great Wilderness of Rovanian, and officially came to the western edge of Rune, down to the north of the Rune Inland Sea, and to the east of the Inland Sea was the wine-rich Dorwinian.

He slew Sauron's messenger, undoubtedly angering Sauron.

Therefore, along the way, there will always be the figure of Oak in the overgrown barren wasteland, poking his head out of countless burrows like a gopher, tracking Chu Xin in the intricate burrows.

Chu Xin knew that Sauron had not been able to recover since he was defeated in the Great War of the Second Age, and according to the timeline, he had currently incarnated into a huge demon eye with an entity in Mordor, but the entity could not move freely, so he urgently needed the power of the Supreme Ring to return him to the peak of his combat power and regain his supreme authority.

As for Chu Xin, now I want to find a suitable novice training ground, first increase my proficiency, and don't go to the west where the orcs are entrenched for the time being.

Boom Boom!

Just as Chu Xin was shuttling above a canyon, irregular boulders rose from the chaos and flew in front of him predictably.

Woo-buzz!

Chu Xin retracted his wings and drove his torso to twist spirally, instantly bursting out with extreme speed, passing through the flying boulders.

He looked down and found hundreds or thousands of armored humans.

Rune barbarians, Dongyi people.

(End of chapter)