Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 255 The Battle of Smaug

The dwarf's secret passage is quite narrow, and with Wayne's tall body, he has to bend his waist to move forward normally.

Looking at Bilbo who was walking in front, his body trembling a little, Wayne smiled slightly, reached out and patted the hobbit on the shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Don't worry, Bilbo."

"Your mission is just to find the Silmaril of Arkansas without waking up Smaug."

"You don't need to fight the dragon."

"Once that evil dragon wakes up, just hide in a safe place and leave here. I will take care of the rest. I will protect you."

Facing Wayne's comfort, Bilbo turned back and smiled gratefully. The journey over the past six months can be said to be the most thrilling, exciting and unforgettable adventure in Bilbo's life.

As a hobbit who enjoys comfort and contentment, being able to have such a colorful and adventurous journey is enough for him to enjoy the memories for the rest of his life.

Of course, this was not to set a flag. After receiving Wayne's guarantee, Bilbo had a lot less worries and became more decisive and steady in every move he made.

The two people quickly walked through the long and narrow secret passage, and as the front suddenly opened up, a jaw-dropping scene came into their eyes.

Gold, gold, glittering gold, like a vast ocean of gold, filled the sight of both of them.

In a huge room that is estimated to be thousands of square meters, the mountains of gold are like a golden ocean. Gold cups, gold cups, gemstone necklaces, and countless golds are like gravel in the desert. It is simply dazzling. God moves.

Not to mention Bilbo, an aborigine, even Wayne, a traveler born in the modern world, was shocked by the treasures in this lonely mountain. It is indeed the place that claims to have the most wealth in Middle-earth. The gold here It’s enough to make any ordinary person in any country go crazy.

Just a random estimate, the gold coins here may be hundreds of millions, or even more than a billion.

Wayne became excited when he thought that one-third of the gold here would belong to him.

It is conceivable that after obtaining this wealth, when he returns to the wizarding world, in terms of financial resources alone, he can compete with the entire northern countries. It is not an exaggeration to be called the world's richest man in the wizarding world.

By then, the name of Grandpa Wayne will be well-deserved.

And after having wealth that dwarfs the world, he can do everything he wants to do.

After all, he was a loser with a system. Wayne was quickly awakened from the illusion of great wealth. He patted Bilbo, who was still dazzled beside him. He did not speak, but winked at him and asked him to prepare. OK, let’s start taking action.

Bilbo was worthy of being the Hobbit in the original work who could withstand the temptation of the Lord of the Rings. He quickly adjusted his mentality, took a gentle breath, and then walked lightly into the ocean made of gold. Start searching inside for the Arkansas Silmarillion.

Wayne also drew out the Sword of Victory from his back, concentrated his energy, and was ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

For him, it didn't matter whether Bilbo found the Silmarillion of Arkansas or not. The hobbit was actually a bait to attract Smaug and help him determine Smaug's location.

Once the dragon appears, Wayne will immediately attack and deliver a fatal blow to him.

The structure of the Jinshan Jinhai composed of gold coins is quite loose. There is almost no stickiness between each gold coin. A slight touch can easily cause landslides.

However, the Hobbit is worthy of being a snitch in the sky. Even though Bilbo has not received very professional training as a thief, his feet on the gold coins are quite stable and do not make much sound at all. Even most witchers , cannot achieve this level.

Wayne stood on the terrace, looking down at Bilbo who was constantly searching for the Arkansas Diamond in the golden mountains and seas, and felt peaceful in his heart.

The warm blood in his body made his strength burst out continuously, and the trembling muscles all over his body poured all his strength into his arms.

After about an hour, Bilbo suddenly let out a slight cheer.

Wayne looked up and saw the little hobbit holding an oval-shaped colorful gem the size of an ostrich egg in his hand, waving to him excitedly.

That is the Silmarillion of Arken. Although neither of them has seen this legendary treasure, at the first glance of that gem, everyone will understand that it is the treasure of the Turin family, the Silmaril of Arken.

But Bilbo didn't notice that just as he was cheering for finding the Arkenstone, behind him, a huge vertical pupil measuring seventy or eighty centimeters had quietly opened.

With a slight shaking, a large number of gold coins began to collapse downwards like a waterfall. Like a mudslide composed of gold, it instantly caused waves in the entire golden treasure house. Such a reaction immediately attracted Bilbo's attention.

At this critical moment, the hobbit performed very reliably. He didn't hesitate and immediately drank the invisibility potion given to him by Wayne.

This potion from Azeroth works very quickly. Before Smaug could recover from his hundreds of years of slumber, Bilbo's figure had quickly disappeared, leaving only a row of shallow footprints, representing Huo The Bit people are running away quickly.

This giant bronze dragon, which is hundreds of meters long, slowly reveals its body from the golden ocean.

He shook his head, fluttered his wings, and shook the gold coins accumulated on his body off his body, revealing his graceful and fierce body.

He opened his mouth and let out a breath of foul smell, and then said in hoarse and vicious common language:
"It's a strange smell. It's not a smelly dwarf, nor a fragrant elf. It's strange, what kind of mouse actually crawled into my treasure house."

However, before Smaug could figure out who this thief was, he suddenly felt a slight weight on his neck, as if something was standing on his back.

The dangerous instinct in his body was about to force him to roll away from the thing on his back.

Smaug suddenly felt a numbness in his neck. A pain that he had not felt for hundreds of years instantly entered his brain, causing the evil dragon to let out a terrified roar.

"Aww!!!"

"Who is it? What despicable guy is on my back?"

"Who dares to harm the great Smaug!"

At the same time as this deafening roar resounded throughout the treasure house, Smaug, like a crazy wild boar, slammed his back against a stone pillar in the treasure house, trying to use this method to remove what had just fallen on his back. That thing crashed down.Wayne really didn't dare to bet with his own body, and at the same time he didn't want to bear the feeling of close contact with the stone pillar, so he hurriedly jumped off the dragon's back.

What a pity, damn Smaug, his dragon scales are actually much harder than the dragon scales in the wizarding world and the dragon scales in the Elder Scrolls world.

With Wayne's current strength five times that of ordinary people, and using a good weapon like the Sword of Victory, he slashed the dragon's neck with all his strength on the dragon's weakly defended neck, and actually only cut out a medium-sized one. Wound.

It was a pity that he couldn't get a fatal blow.

But Wayne didn't know that the sword he just struck had scared the shit out of Smaug. As the last evil dragon in Middle-earth, many strong men in the first era have fallen until now. He can be said to be on the side of the dark forces. One of the top existences.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I felt hurt.

The sword that Wayne slashed at his neck, causing him to bleed profusely, made him experience the taste of death for a long time.

After breaking a stone pillar, Smaug didn't even think about it. His fiery chest swelled slightly, and a mouthful of orange-red dragon flames with a temperature of thousands of degrees was sprayed out from his bloody mouth, towards where Wayne was standing. The location was sprayed.

The high-temperature flame quickly melted the gold in the demon hunter's position, melting the piles of gold coins into a pool of gold water.

However, Wayne's figure had disappeared before the dragon flames arrived, and appeared in the sky above Smaug's back.

Not that he didn't want to appear directly on Smaug's back and slash the wound on the dragon's neck again.

However, as the owner of the primary ancient blood, his flicker needs to calculate the location and cannot travel through it at will.

Otherwise, if the location of the time travel is wrong and one is unlucky enough to get stuck in someone else's body, or get stuck in a stone or wood, the injury could be fatal in an instant, and Mr. Wayne would not dare to take the risk.

However, when he fell from the air and stood on Smaug's back, the evil dragon immediately reacted. Without caring about his own image, he rolled over and rolled in the sea of ​​gold coins, like a scoundrel. Like a dog, he will fight to the death to throw off the dangerous person on his back.

Faced with this situation, Wayne was helpless. He didn't want to use his body to hit the metal head-on. He could only use his sharp two-handed sword in the gap between Smaug's rolling, leaving large and small wounds on the dragon's body. of wounds.

At the same time, the experienced ancient dragon, who had been slashed all over his body, also understood that Wayne had the ability to teleport. This discovery immediately cast a shadow on Smaug's already timid heart.

Originally, dragons of his size were not very good at dealing with creatures that were agile and good at avoiding.

This time he actually encountered an enemy who could teleport directly and whose attack power could destroy his scales. He was simply his nemesis.

Smaug, who was timid by nature, immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight with Wayne, and wanted to retreat.

He didn't even dare to turn around and leave harsh words. He just rolled around desperately in the gold coins and slammed his body against the surrounding walls. Finally, he took an opportunity to roll and crawl towards the gate of the Gushan Treasure House. Running away.

Smaug, who had never experienced the feeling of being hunted by others, experienced the fear of becoming prey for the first time.

However, just when he exerted force on his feet and his body just lifted up, Master Wayne was not polite when facing his prey. A long-distance flash of several hundred meters appeared in front of Smaug.

At the same time, the space bracelet on his left hand was aimed at Smaug's body and began to glow with magic.

As a magical creature, Smaug immediately noticed the powerful magic fluctuations in front of him. A rather funny expression of fear appeared on the originally ghastly dragon's face. He flapped his wings with all his strength and forced his body upwards. A piece of it.

And just where his chest was, an extremely dazzling white lightning spear composed of countless powerful electric lights, just like real lightning, flew out of Wayne's hand instantly and hit his current right side. The leg position, this is the sixth-level spell, the Spear of Herat.

The lightning spear with high temperature and pressure shattered his dragon scales with a crackling sound, directly melting Smaug's thigh into a bloody hole the size of a watermelon, and then hit a wall behind him, blasting a hole in the wall. A crater of about half a meter.

The ancient evil dragon immediately opened its mouth and let out a painful cry. Blood-red blood instantly flowed all over his thighs, but his body did not hesitate at all, like a prodigal dog with its legs broken, while letting out Wailing, he almost exerted all his strength and rushed towards the gate of Gushan Palace.

The speed was so fast that even Wayne could barely catch up even if he used his blink ability continuously, and had no time to launch an attack.

The distance of a thousand meters flew by so quickly. Smaug was probably frightened out of his wits. Faced with Wayne's pursuit from behind, he did not slow down at all and crashed directly into the stone gate made by the dwarves with a clang.

There was a loud bang, and the huge stone city gate used by the Lone Mountain dwarves to defend themselves from the enemy shattered.

Smaug let out another wail of pain, and without hesitation, he flapped his wings with all his strength, wanting to fly towards the endless sky outside.

He firmly believed that as long as he flew into the sky, he would be able to escape the pursuit of the hateful hunter below and escape to heaven.

As for the matter of revenge, Smaug, who was greedy for life and feared death, would never dare to bring up this idea until he recovered from his injuries and before he collected information about this enemy.

However, the moment Smaug rushed out of the dwarf gate, thinking he could save a dog's life, thinking he could fly into the sky.

Suddenly there was a thundering roar from his side, and a terrifying figure eight or nine meters tall, with dark green scales all over his body, like an ancient ferocious beast, jumped from his side with a powerful force. And rise.

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, those strong thighs not only stepped hard, but also stepped directly on Smaug's back, and the claws on the legs hooked on his scales like iron hooks.

Two arms with sharp claws, like steel, tightly wrapped around his slender neck.

What made Smaug feel the most frightened was that after the terrifying giant beast locked his body firmly, it had already bitten into him with a bloody mouth that exuded the aura of blood and was covered with dense fangs. On his neck.

As if bitten by an ancient evil beast, Smaug felt an extremely clear and huge pain in his neck. The scales and flesh on it were torn, and the wound left by the hateful man on his neck was torn open again. A large amount of blood spurted out from his body, and the torn wound even reached his trachea.

Faced with such an injury, a flash of enlightenment flashed in Smaug's heart.

I'm dying!

(End of this chapter)