MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 260 hot breath

In the end, the Smurf had no choice but to be regarded as a large radar by Roland. Roland hugged the shrunken Smurf and walked slowly on the edge of the cliff.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Roland always felt unreliable looking at the casual appearance of the Smurfs.

"What else? Set up a stall, Your Majesty the Great King! I just use my mental power to detect the location of the Balrog! Do you understand the mental power? Just stretch out your mind!" The Smurf was deeply stimulated by Roland's suspicious gaze. , when can the proud dragon clan be doubted by weak "ants" like humans?

"Um... is that so?" In Roland's impression, shouldn't one be very serious about chanting a spell, and then use magic materials to form an array? Why is it so easy to come to the Dragon Clan? Roland couldn't help but look at the Smurf a few more times.

"Hey! Don't compare me with your weak mental strength of human mages, okay? I am a dragon! Elf dragon! The dragon clan is famous for its elemental abilities! These operations are just my instinct! Understand!" Smurf There is a deep sense of disdain in the dragon's eyes, after all, the total amount of spiritual power of an elf dragon from birth is not comparable to that of a human sixth-order sage! Dragons are the Creator's favorite! Fairy dragons are the favorite of the dragon clan! The natural elementalists make faerie dragons have powerful fighting power in their infancy, but the corresponding Creator endows them with great power and also makes their populations scarce! Especially after the days when the dragon and the elves were allied, the giant dragons returned to the dragon island to fight against the world, and the elf dragons became difficult to reproduce because they did not have the power of the elf magic well...

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! You continue!" Roland resolutely admitted, although the faerie dragon recognized the empire in the memory given by the system, it does not mean that the dragon's nature has been obliterated! The Dragon Clan has the pride of the Dragon Clan. For giant dragons, they have an equal dialogue with any intelligent race. Any race that wants to enslave the Dragon Clan against the wishes of the Dragon Clan has already paid the price in blood! Roland naturally didn't want to provoke the Smurfs to be beaten up. Although it was a bit embarrassing...but he really couldn't beat him.

"Go forward! There is no response here... So many holes! Are these dwarves mice? A good mountain has been drilled out... How can I find so many horns and corners!" The melancholy Dragon Clan hugged himself helplessly. Little face, eyes full of lovelessness...

"Haven't you harvested yet?" Roland asked curiously.

"Harvest? Yes! Do you want me to mark the veins I detected for you? There are a lot of gold in them! Do you want you to send someone to mine?" The Smurf rolled his eyes at Roland angrily.

"This is the territory of the dwarves..." Roland pouted, and this arrogant little female dragon would dig a hole for herself! Return the veins? Return gold? Let's not talk about whether it is reasonable to mine dwarves' veins. The key is, can someone mine this stuff?

"What? The descendants of the LaGrand royal family have this ambition now? Isn't it over if you grab it? Capture all those dwarves and mine for you!" The Smurf opened his mouth and came.

"My God... Are you dragons all militants?" Roland complained, listen! listen! What are these words, encouraging the king to attack his allies? No matter how perverted his pursuit of territory and wealth is, he wouldn't frankly attack the dwarves!

"Hee hee hee!" The Smurf, who managed to get Roland's mentality, said he was very happy.

"Huh?" Suddenly the smurf's long, narrow eyes widened suddenly. Just when Roland thought it was his own illusion, the smurf in his arms suddenly broke free with all his strength, and he flew quietly in midair.

"You can fly! Then let me hold you for a long time?" Roland looked at the elven dragon flapping its wings gracefully in the air, and suddenly felt that he had suffered internal injuries.

"There's something wrong here!" The Smurf ignored Roland, but flew to the edge of the cliff that Roland just walked by, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What did you find?" Seeing the Smurf's movements, Roland immediately put away his smile and became serious.

"Is it under your feet?" Omsk quietly pressed the hilt of his sword.

"Gudu!" Balin clenched his tomahawk tightly with some fear, leaving a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Kaldor! Wear armor!" Kaslo said concisely, and suddenly a layer of alloy-made dragon armor emerged on the body of the storm dragon. It can also be worn at any time when it is put away! If it weren't for Roland's miscellaneous items, Yun Feng might not have been able to make them.

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"Hmph!" Kaldor snorted lightly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more fierce.

"It's nothing, it's just the breath of the Balrog here!" The Smurf said embarrassingly, looking at the crowd waiting in line.

"..." Omsk quietly loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword.

"Huh..." Bahrain let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was a little bit disappointed.

"The Smurfs... can you stop talking and panting next time..." Roland's eyes twitched a few times, thinking about the difference in combat power between the two, Roland decisively gave up the idea of ​​educating the Smurfs.

"Well... who knows? Why are you so nervous?" The Smurf looked at everyone suspiciously, and she found that everyone looked at her with unkind expressions, including her own race, the storm dragon—Kaldor, at this moment Kaldor One after another, they were playing with cutting stones with their sharp dragon claws, and kept staring at the Smurfs with unfriendly eyes.

"Grandma... I beg you! Thousands of people are waiting for you! The army can't waste here!" Roland was the first and the second big, after all, it would be fine if there was an arrogant and rebellious little female dragon. The key point is that she often misses work! No! I was sleepy after flying a few steps! I randomly found a clean place, closed my eyes and rested.

"But I'm so tired..." The Smurf looked at Roland pitifully, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com He is just a weak elf dragon and young dragon! You are illegally employing child labor! That kind of salary is not paid! Those dragon eyes full of stars made Roland's heart soften for a while, as if he could speak. After all, he was still a child. Did he be too harsh on her?

Just as Roland was thinking with some self-blame, the ground suddenly trembled a few times, and Roland was a little confused for a moment, why? earthquake?

"The smell of sulfur! Those lackeys of Morgoth in the magma of the abyss!" Kaldor bared his sharp dragon teeth, and the dragon claws were slightly bent! (Dog: Prime Minister, I did not offend any of you...)

"The Balrog has woken up! The good news is that Longwei seems to be working! The bad news is that the Balrog did not hurt the source as we predicted!" Kaslo smiled wryly. When it hides again, it means that it dares to demonstrate like a dragon! When a creature dares to demonstrate against a real dragon, it means that he must be strong enough to fight the dragon...obviously! Balrog is such an existence.

"Ang!" Kaldor's giant wings suddenly spread, and with the support of the skin membrane skeleton, one can clearly feel that Kaldor's wings are enough to cover the sky and block out the sun! He opened his mouth wide, and the majestic dragon chant spread to the bottom of the valley wave after wave...