Deathclaw is worthy of being a terrifying monster in the post-apocalyptic wasteland, carrying a power mecha with a physical body.

The wolves, who were originally known for their ferocity and cruelty, all became younger brothers in front of this huge beast, and they were obviously twenty or thirty wolves in packs, far outnumbering their opponents, working together to besiege Deathclaw.

But from a distance, it looks like deathclaws are slaughtering a bunch of bewildered mice.

Even the sharp teeth that the wolves are proud of bite on the skin of the death claws have no effect, they can't break the defense at all, and even the bite marks can't be seen, but some wolves directly break their sharp teeth because of the difference in bite angles.

Deathclaw Robin opened his bloody mouth at the wolves, and let out an earth-shattering roar, directly shaking the three wolves in the front, and subconsciously curled up, forgetting to dodge.

Then they were attacked by the death claws, the huge sharp claws slapped directly on the back of a sitting wolf, and there was a click of broken bones, and the wolf was directly slapped into internal organs, and without even a wail, it was slapped into meat sauce.

And Robin's other paw slammed down, directly grabbed a half-orc and a wolf and a wolf into his hand, and then like eating fruit, while grabbing out the juice, it was stuffed directly into the mouth of the blood basin.

Directly eat red blood and minced meat all over his mouth, which looks bloody and dirty.

Perhaps it was the killing wildness that had been indulged for a long time that was released at this time, chewing on the filthy corpse, the deathclaws let out an excited roar, which scared the surrounding orcs and wolves.

And this scene was also seen by Wayne, who was flying in the sky.

He couldn't help but frown, let out a high-pitched roar, and then pulled the dragon bow in his hand, and a huge steel arrow shot out, instantly pinning a half-orc to the ground along with his wolf.

Hearing the master's voice, the death claw, which was originally very excited because he was able to kill to his heart's content, suddenly looked like a child who had been reprimanded, and his mighty and domineering expression wilted a little.

With a sip, he spit out the corpse that had just been bitten into his mouth, and then began to use his hands and feet together, continuing to slaughter the wolves around him.

The most powerful weapons of deathclaws, in addition to their sharp forelimbs and strong jaws that can bite through steel, are the most powerful of their barbed tails.

When seven or eight wolves and orcs were randomly tortured and killed by deathclaws as if they were playing, the leader of the half-orcs also knew that they and the others could not defeat this terrifying beast head-on, and they all hoped to use the agile speed of the wolves to attract the attention of deathclaws in front, and the other part quietly went around the back of deathclaws to carry out a sneak attack.

However, something even more desperate happened to them, the death claw Robin's thick tail full of sharp barbs and nearly three meters long seemed to be like a steel scythe, and whenever a wolf approached its back, this tail would turn into an afterimage like a spirit, and instantly draw it onto the wolf's body, slapping this ferocious beast with muscles all over its body directly into the air, falling into meat sauce, and even cutting the wolf's body into two pieces because of too much strength.

Such terrifying lethality immediately frightened those orcs and wolves, and at the same time made them realize that this terrifying beast was a perfect killing machine, and it was not something they could deal with at all.

However, at this time, it was already a little late, and more than 30 wolves and more than a dozen half-orcs had been killed by deathclaws in less than five minutes.

And those guys who want to escape because of their bad knowledge can't escape Wayne's super archery skills in mid-air.

By the time Thorin, Gandalf, and the other dwarves arrived, the battle was nearing its end.

The grass was littered with bloody corpses, half of them smashed into pieces by the strong claws of deathclaws, and the other half cut in two by the sharp tails.

Even the wolves and orcs who escaped were all turned into dead souls under Wayne's archery, and they were nailed to the ground by huge steel archery, and even humans and wolves were nailed to the ground, turning into statues of death.

This tragic scene not only shocked the dwarven warriors who had participated in various battles, but the worst was Bilbo, who had never participated in any battles.

This peace-loving hobbit was almost stunned by this scene, and with the support of a dwarf named Bobo, he kept his hands on his chest, desperately panting to stabilize his mood.

And after seeing the combat power of Wayne and his pet Deathclaw Robin, everyone present no longer doubted the strength of this human adventurer, which has surpassed the strength of ordinary warriors, and I am afraid that it can be compared to those strong people in the legendary story.

Without Wayne and Robin's presence, in the face of such a large number of orcs and wolves, their expeditionary team would probably have to flee desperately, and it would be impossible to defeat these enemies.

Radhagaste, who had just joined Gandalf, looked surprised, scratched his hair full of guano and asked Gandalf:

"Who is this human? And what kind of creature was the beast with him? ”

"I've been in the forest for so long, but I've never seen such a beast, and I'm afraid even the children of those evil gods are no match for this giant beast."

Gandalf stroked his beard and looked Deathclaw up and down with a look of astonishment, the beast's appearance reminding him of dragons and lizards.

And its powerful combat power, even Miya, who has lived for an unknown amount of time like Gandalf, has to admit that except for some powerful beasts created by the Creation God himself, the combat power of the death claw can probably be ranked in the top twenty.

And just as the team members sighed, Wayne flew down from the sky, and then reached out and grabbed one and the only orc with a complete body from the ground, grabbed him by the back of the neck like an old dog, and threw the still struggling orc in front of the dwarves, Gandalf to be precise.

Wayne jumped off the magic flying carpet and stepped on the orc's chest with one foot so powerful that the orc was almost out of breath, his eyes full of fear of death.

"This is a captive I left behind, do you have any information about the orcs, Gandalf?"

Before Gandalf could reply, Thorin said with a serious face:

"Don't waste your efforts, Wayne, the orcs speak a different language than we do, and although they are vile and shameless, they rarely betray their fellows, and many people try to ask for information from the orcs in vain."

"We might as well kill this scum now, so that this disgusting Oak can become a corpse sooner rather than later."

Wayne did not refute this, but turned to Gandalf and asked the knowledgeable wizard:

"Can you understand the language of the orcs, Gandalf?"

Gandalf stroked his beard, nodded and said:

"Yes, the orcs speak Sinda, which is similar to the elves, and although there are some differences, I should be able to understand them."

Wayne nodded, and then did not shy away from drawing a yakhi rune in the air with his fingers, and an invisible force instantly poured into the brain of the half-orc who was still struggling, making him stop struggling, his pupils dilated, his expression was dull, and he fell into a state of being hypnotized.

"He's under my magic, you can ask him about the orc chaser, he can't lie now, and he can't refuse to answer questions."

After listening to Wayne's words, not only Gandalf, but everyone present showed a surprised expression, they didn't expect that Wayne would be able to use such a magical magic in addition to his powerful combat power.

However, Gandalf reacted quickly, and without delay, he quickly asked a few key questions, such as the location of the pursuers, the number of pursuers, and who the leader of the pursuers was.

A few minutes later, when the orc had answered all the questions and lost his usefulness, Wayne kicked him in the chest with an expressionless face, directly kicking him seven or eight meters away, smashing on a stone like a rag bag, spitting blood from his mouth and losing his life.

The others didn't care about this, and all of them looked back on the information they had just gotten with solemn faces.

This time, it was none other than the orcs who led the expedition to pursue the expedition, it happened to be the sworn enemy of the Durin clan, the orc king Azog from the Misty Mountains, the half-orc who had killed Thorin's grandfather.

And the orcs he led were hundreds, and the number was still increasing, and it was not at all something that the expedition team could compete with, of course, this was just other people's thoughts, and Wayne didn't think so.

To make matters worse, Azog has already placed a heavy bounty on the dwarven prince Thorin, not only the orcs here, but all the way to the Lonely Mountain, all the orc forces along the way have received this bounty, and it is likely that they will participate in the hunt for the expeditionary team.

This news made everyone's hearts heavy, the journey along the way was very dangerous and difficult, and if you added the endless stream of orc chasers, they were all very doubtful that they would be able to reach the lonely mountain safely.

And just when everyone was indulging in this somewhat heavy news, Wayne suddenly spoke:

"Half-orc king Azog, but an Orc, could he be stronger than Smaug?"

When everyone looked at him, Wayne looked at Thorin and said:

"Prince Thorin, do you want to add another contract condition?"

"Next time, when we see this so-called Azog, I'll help you capture him alive, bring him to you, and let you take revenge yourself?"

"As for the reward, I've heard that there is a metal in the dwarven treasure called Mithril, and the Mithril armor made from it is very strong and very light, and it is a very magical equipment."

"If I help you catch Azog, the Turin clan will give me ten pieces of Mithril armor, how about that?"

Hearing Wayne's question, Thorin frowned at first, not wanting to agree to this condition, he thought that he could deal with Azog without the help of others.

However, when he saw the worried expressions of his companions, he thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded and said:

"Your proposal is interesting, Wayne, and I'm sure you have the strength."

"You must bring Azog to me in its entirety, though, not a corpse."

"I'm going to have a fair duel with him, I'll defeat him, cut off his head, and avenge my grandfather, and the dwarves of the Turin clan."

"If you can do that, I'm willing to change the contract."

As Thorin's words fell, Wayne's ears rang out with the sound of the system's prompt.

Bite! The task is triggered, [Capture Azog Alive] Master level, do you want to take it?

Wayne laughed and nodded his head in agreement without hesitation, and the other dwarves of the expedition team were also inspired by Thorin and Wayne's courage and burst out laughing.

This mission to the Lonely Mountain is really worth it, so far, in addition to escorting the expedition team to the Lonely Mountain, Wayne has also obtained the task of killing Smaug and capturing Azog alive from Thorin, two master-level, one epic-level, adding up to three high-level missions.

The coolest part was the quest to kill Smaug, which was the easiest of his epic quests to complete.

【Kill Smaug】

Level: Epic.

Mission: Kill the dragon Smaug.

Rewards: 3000 XP, Epic Chest*1, Ability +3.

The tasks are simple, the rewards are great, and it doesn't take much time.

Middle-earth is the world of good and evil, and the tasks in this world are always so simple and clear, and unambiguous, which makes Wayne love it very much.

It is conceivable that as long as he persistently triggers the mission, he will definitely be able to get more advanced tasks during this lonely mountain trip that lasts for several months, and he will continue to gain success.

Just as everyone in the expedition team was laughing, suddenly there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves and a slightly frightened horse roar from the direction of the battlefield just now.

Along with it, the earth-shattering roar of Robin, the deathclaw, reached everyone's ears.

Hearing these voices, Wayne's face changed, and he only left a message for the rest of the team.

"I'll go over and see how it goes."

Then he flew in the direction of the deathclaw in the magic flying carpet.

It's not that he's afraid that someone will be able to hurt Robin, with the current lethality of the death claw, no matter what enemy he deals with, he basically grabs to death and touches death.

The terrifying appearance of this monster can easily arouse the hostility of others, and it is not good if it accidentally causes a large number of casualties and causes conflicts with other races.

The speed of the magic flying carpet was very fast, and when Wayne flew into the sky again and looked at the location of the deathclaw, he immediately saw dozens of knights wearing silver-white armor and even the horses that sat down were surrounding the deathclaw in a cautious manner.

It seems to be hesitating whether to attack this terrifying beast.

And Robin was very obedient, and before getting the order of his master Wayne, he didn't show much hostility to these little silver-armored knights in front of him, but just used his vicious vertical eyes like a dragon to stare at the creature in front of him casually, with a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and let out a shocking roar intentionally or unintentionally, showing his terrifying combat power.

The two sides have not yet clashed, which makes Wayne breathe a sigh of relief.

He drove the magic flying carpet, and under the gaze of those silver-armored knights, flew to the top of the head of the deathclaw, looked down at the knights in front of him, and said:

"Who are you, are you in the same league as these orcs?"

Hearing Wayne's voice, there was silence on the other side for a few seconds, and a tall knight wearing a visor, riding a handsome horse walked out of the crowd.

He took off his helmet, revealing his pointed ears and handsome appearance, looked up at Wayne standing on the magic flying carpet, his expression was slightly surprised, and said:

"I'm Elrond, the Elven King of Rivendell, and we're here to hunt down orcs."

"Who are you, this gentleman in front of you?"

(End of chapter)