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Chapter 168 Dragon Slaying Blade (22)

Above Changhu Town, a black dragon roared in the sky.

But Zheng Zha was nailed to the black dragon's giant wings.

With the invocation of the tiger amulet, internal force and blood energy merged in the chest, and powerful power was born in an instant.

All the strength was gathered into one punch, which hit the joint of Smaug's wings hard.

In an instant, Zheng Zha's right hand fractured and broken bones. The violent punch completely shattered that layer of protection and directly broke the hard dragon bones through the dragon scales.

Smaug let out a roar of extreme pain, the sound resounded through the sky like thunder, shaking the earth.

The broken bone of one of its wings pierced the hard dragon scales, and golden blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the Changhu Town below, instantly igniting a raging fire.

Smaug, unable to balance his flying posture, fell rapidly like a meteor, like a completely out-of-control locomotive, crashing into Lake Town with the momentum of destroying everything.

The giant beast, which was over a hundred meters long, fell straight into the lake from a high altitude, immediately creating waves more than ten meters high.

Fortunately, this place has become a ruin, and the evil dragon Smaug was unable to destroy more things.

The evil dragon that climbed out of the icy lake felt unprecedented fear and anger.

That fear reminded him of the Last Battle of the Second Age when its master Morgoth was stabbed through the heart by Turin Turambar.

Recalling the scene in the War of Wrath when its father Ankara was slain in mid-air by Earendil.

It was the fear of death, a threat it had not felt for thousands of years.

Smaug, who was a little panicked, immediately struggled and roared, trying to fly into the sky again.

In just a moment, Smaug, whose wing was broken, let out a deafening cry, floated in the air for dozens of meters, unable to maintain his balance, and fell down again.

The pain of the body and the foreboding of death drove it completely mad. It spread its wings, which covered the sky, and flapped them madly.

Even though one of its wings was no longer able to support its flight, every flap of its wings stirred up gusts of wind, which swept up the lake water and stirred it heavily on the surface from top to bottom.

The entire Changhu Lake was like a sudden eruption of a level 12 typhoon, wreaking havoc like a natural disaster.

It opened its huge mouth and spewed flames at Changhu Town, setting the last bit of ruins on fire and even the water surface was burning.

The burning Changhu Town was more conspicuous than at any other moment, and the flames burned the sky red.

In the sea of ​​fire, Zheng Zha stood on the lake, holding a knife in one hand.

"Whirring whirring."

Balls of orange flaming dragon breath rolled down around him, and everything was engulfed in the raging sea of ​​fire.

At this time, Smaug had fallen into a state of madness. He destroyed anything he saw like a mad dragon, spewing dragon fire, and everything around him was mercilessly swallowed by the high temperature.

The air seemed to be on fire, making a terrifying crackling sound.

The flames spread out as it spewed out, then wrapped around each other, becoming bigger and hotter, forming streams of heat.

The heat flow raged everywhere along with Smaug's huge body, the entire lake surface began to steam, and high-temperature water vapor filled the entire lake surface.

boom!
Another rock struck Smaug on the head.

The dragon roared again and stared at the direction where the stone was flying from.

Zheng Zha's hand had returned to normal after being treated by the Buddha Wheel, and he waved to Smaug provocatively.

+Damn Humans+
+Damn bastard, I will torture your soul+
After saying a few non-threatening words, the evil dragon rushed towards Zheng Zha.

The hideous face, the scales emitting red light, and the oppressive body became clearer and clearer in the field of vision.

Smaug opened his huge mouth and a flame rushed towards him like a huge wave caused by a tsunami.

As the dragon exhaled, the surrounding air rapidly swirled around the flames, forming a huge vortex, which engulfed countless rapidly spinning sparks and formed a flaming tornado that enveloped Zheng Zha, leaving him with no way to escape!
Zheng Zha jumped into the water, dodged the flames in the sky like a nimble fish, and then jumped out from the other side.

But he did not rush to attack, as the AT force field-like defense on Smaug's surface had been restored.

If Smaug's vitals had not been pierced in one blow, he might have been dragged to death by the dragon in a protracted battle.

He must find the vital point and kill with one blow.

Even if Zheng Zha intended to avoid fighting, every breath of Smaug would cause the temperature around him to rise sharply.

After four breaths, the air temperature around Zheng Zha had risen to about 200 degrees Celsius, approaching the ignition point of many solids.

In this steam that was enough to steam most creatures, he could feel the burning pain in his trachea and lungs with every breath.

The surface of the lake he was standing on turned into boiling water with bubbles constantly coming out, making a "hissing" sound. The exposed rocks on the lake surface turned into flowing liquid, which looked extremely terrifying.

There is no place to stand in the burning long lake, it is like a real hell of fire.

"Eat you alive", "Torture your soul", "The most painful death"

Perhaps this chatterbox dragon hasn't spoken in many years, or perhaps there is no creature that can have an equal conversation with it, and the most vicious words it says are just simple threats repeated over and over again.

But Smaug already hated the human in front of him. Seeing that he seemed to have nowhere to hide, he suddenly exerted force with his strong feet and vibrated his wings, and pounced towards Zheng Zha madly.

The unstoppable momentum seemed to have accumulated momentum and strength after a sprint and fall from an altitude of ten thousand meters. The loud sound of the air shattering was like a thunderbolt that broke the sky.

Even though the steam made it difficult for him to breathe, Zheng Zha did not act rashly.

The knife in his hand moved with his eyes, and his eyes moved with the huge body of the evil dragon running at high speed and with great arrogance.

At this moment, in order to maintain his balance, Smaug bared his sharp teeth while running, raised his huge and ferocious head, and prepared to roar to the sky and spit out dragon fire.

The opportunity is coming!

The moment the evil dragon Smaug's vital abdomen was completely exposed in front of him, Zheng Zha directly entered the "destruction" state!
At the same time, an extremely overbearing and brutal murderous aura erupted with Zheng Zha as the core, blowing away the flames that filled the surroundings.

He himself rushed towards Smaug like an arrow, causing a series of sonic booms.

His whole body followed, his mind and will became one, and a huge crimson blade light flashed, carrying with it the thunderous momentum of whistling strong winds, roaring giant dragons, and meteorites.

Zheng Zha swung the most powerful sword he had ever used in his life, as if he could split the sky in half.

For a moment, it seemed as if two high-speed trains weighing hundreds of tons collided head-on in the air, and the subsequent carriages continued to collide in a chain reaction, with deafening and loud thunder roaring continuously.

Even the remaining dwarves and orcs at Lonely Mountain were stunned by the loud noise.

In Changhu Town, the entire earth and even the sky seemed to shake, and a visible shock wave ripple spread out in all directions with the collision point as the core.

Millions of tons of lake water were blown away by the enormous force and turned into torrential rain, exposing the bare lake bed. Then the soil and rocks at the bottom of the lake collapsed and disappeared instantly under the influence of the shock wave, sinking several meters at once.

Then, with a long and mournful roar that resounded through the sky, the huge body of the evil dragon was pushed back hundreds of meters by the huge reaction force, and it kept rolling backwards and couldn't stop.

Under the violent shock wave of the collision, countless dragon scales on Smaug's body were thrown away, dozens of thin blood lines shot out from his body, and golden blood splashed like rain.

As for Smaug, Zheng Zha was bleeding from all seven orifices like a demon, but he was laughing wildly. The tiger soul had penetrated deeply into Smaug's reverse scale, and golden dragon blood kept flowing out.

With the help of his last and strongest destructive power, he directly broke through Smaug's invisible defense and stabbed the sharp blade into his vitals.

But Smaug is, after all, the strongest dragon in the Third Age of Middle-earth, and his vitality is thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary creatures.

Even though it was hit in the vital spot of its reverse scale, it did not die immediately. Instead, as the golden blood flowed out, an even more crazy flame burned all over its body.

The flame was not the yellow or red that ordinary flames could produce, but a black and yellow color filled with despair and death.

That was not ordinary dragon breath, but the cursed fire of a demigod.

Zheng Zha felt that the Buddha Wheel in his arms was constantly cracking, and the protective shield was gradually unable to withstand the erosion of the flames. Once the Buddha Wheel was broken, no one would be able to survive in such a flame.

Also in this flame, the B-rank divine weapon Tiger Soul Blade began to melt. The crystal clear blade was deformed by the cursed fire and was about to turn completely into a ball of molten iron.

But he still did not retreat a single step. Instead, he approached the flames again like a madman.

At that moment, the Buddha Wheel was completely shattered, and his body was directly exposed to the burning flames. His clothes instantly turned to ashes, and his hair also burned.

His body sizzled as it curled up, charred black, its flesh and bones burned transparently, like burning amber. His face twisted in agony as his flesh was peeled away piece by piece, but Zheng Zha, holding on to his last breath, pulled the black arrow from his ring and, with his last remaining strength, thrust it once more into Smaug's wound.

Roar--

With Smaug's final scream, countless dragon blood gushed out from the wound and soaked Zheng Zha inside and out.

Stimulated by the dragon blood, Zheng Zha's flesh and blood began to grow wildly, activating his bloodthirsty desire as a vampire.

Zheng Zha's eyes were red and he opened his mouth, swallowing Smaug's golden blood frantically.

"Hahahahaha!"

"That's it!"

The dragon blood entered Zheng Zha's body, causing blood holes to continuously explode in his body, but the vampire's talent also allowed him to continuously absorb the dragon blood, which became a part of his body.

Smaug wailed continuously, feeling that his life and soul were being sucked away.

Death is inevitable.

Not long after, Smaug's arrogant huge body slowly fell down and landed on the bottom of the dried-up lake, and there was no movement anymore.

Kill the dragon Smaug and receive a B-level side storyline and 5000 points.

The water vapor evaporated from the sky turned into raindrops that kept falling, sprinkling on the dry lake bed, and then was evaporated into water vapor again by the scorching land.

A black charred figure stood beside the huge dragon corpse of Smaug, like a statue burned black by flames, with skin charred and cracked, showing no signs of life.

But as a heavy heartbeat sounded, a strange power began to emerge from deep within his body.

The charred skin peeled off piece by piece like broken eggshells, revealing the fresh new skin underneath.

The muscle fibers wriggled and grew like living things, constantly filling his body and making it stronger and more powerful.

His bones made a creaking sound, as if they were reshaping and strengthening, becoming tougher.

His face was gradually recovering, and the facial features that were originally unrecognizable due to the flames now showed clear outlines again.

The skin turns from black to red, and then from red to white, radiating a healthy glow.

Aside from the fact that his bald head of hair hadn't grown back, he didn't look like he had been through a life-and-death battle.

Zheng Zha staggered, holding the cracked and dull Buddha wheel in his hand, and put it back into the ring.

"Zhan Lan, you saved me again." He murmured.

If the Buddha Wheel had not used up its last bit of energy to repair his body, he would probably have died together with Smaug.

Zheng Zha looked at the tiger soul still stuck in the dragon corpse. No, under Smaug's final flame, the tiger soul and the dragon-slaying black arrow had become one.

The shape of this fused weapon is strange and bizarre.

The blade was one foot longer than before, and it was glowing with a strange black-red fluorescence. Several golden lines ran through the blade, as if Smaug's blood was flowing.

The blade was extremely sharp, flashing with a cold light, and its edge was irregularly serrated, like the sharp teeth of a dragon.

The twisted handle looks like a ferocious dragon head.

The whole knife seemed to have a soul, emitting a powerful and evil aura. It seemed that one could even hear the roar of a dragon and the whisper of the melody of death.

Zheng Zha stared at the fused weapon, holding the knife in his left hand and swung it violently.

A black and red blade light flashed, and in an instant, the surrounding air was vibrating.

With a "click", Smaug's head was instantly separated from his body, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

The huge dragon head slid to the ground, and the ferocious dragon head still revealed the fear and despair before death.

"You incomprehensible reptile! This is revenge." Zheng Zha sneered, then looked at the brand new weapon in his hand: "Now, I will call you the Dragon Slaying Blade."

Then, he turned around resolutely and walked towards Lonely Mountain.

Over there, there is one last battle waiting for him.

On the top of the mountain on the other side of Lonely Mountain, on the open platform above the towering peak.

Thranduil, the Elf King, dressed in a gorgeous silver robe, with long platinum hair, tall stature and handsome face, looked at the devastated battlefield ravaged by Smaug.

Behind him were thousands of elven soldiers in tight formation.

After a long time, he looked away.

Now the orcs had begun to flee, and the dwarves were unable to pursue them.

There is no force that can pose a threat to the elves.

"The dragons have left their lairs, the Lonely Mountain has begun to burn, and demons have taken over the valley. It is really too chaotic." Thranduil said melancholy.

"The Battle of Five Armies." There was an inexplicable sadness in his words, and Gandalf in a white robe walked out from behind him.

"Qi is right. Beneath Lonely Mountain, there is a battle of five armies."

Qi Teng, who was standing by, scratched his head. It seemed that the battle of five armies was different from what he had expected.

He picked up Gandalf under Isengard and went north with him.

Of course, we also know that Zheng Zha, who was supposed to be dead, was actually in the Gushan team from the beginning.

On the way to Gushan, he met Lingdian, who was riding a horse but was lost.

At that time, even a fool would have known that there was a problem.

However, Gandalf's experience in Isengard made them realize that something seemed to be wrong with the world.

This deviation may not be caused by the Zhongzhou team.

"King, the dwarves are our allies. We need to help them retake the Lonely Mountain."

Gandalf's face was pale and his body was so thin that he seemed to be blown away by the wind. He could only stand by relying on his staff.

"Gandalf, I hope you didn't lie to me." Thranduil looked at Gandalf deeply.

Until now, he was still shocked by what Gandalf, who looked as miserable as a beggar, said the day before. Those were outrageous words that could overturn the whole world.

If anyone else had said this, Thranduil would have definitely driven him away, but the one who said this was the most popular gray-robed wizard in Middle-earth.

No, it should be the new white-robed wizard Gandalf.

"Respected Thranduil, if all this is a joke played by the Valar on us, I don't know how happy I would be." Gandalf's old voice was filled with pain and despair that could not be expressed in words.

Saito Kazuya added: "Elf King, I did see Gandalf in the river near Isengard."

"And, a terrible change did indeed occur in Isengard."

At that time, Saito was almost scared when he saw that the entire Isengard seemed to be covered with feathers of some kind of bird creature.

So he rode at full speed all the way to the dense forest and persuaded Thranduil.

Compared to Gandalf's despair, Saito Ichi and Lingdian want to end this increasingly weird world as soon as possible and return to the main god space.

Of course, at this moment, Lingdian was worried that Zheng Zha was no match for Smaug, so he turned into a bat and flew towards Long Lake Town.

Thranduil could not imagine what Gandalf had seen in Isengard that made such a knowledgeable Maiar so despairing.

But he could sincerely feel that something unimaginable had happened, and it might be difficult for Middle-earth to regain peace.

So he broke his oath and led the elves out of the forest.

"The Lonely Mountain," he murmured, then looked south. "Mordor."

(End of this chapter)