I'm In Middle-Earth: Going To Slay A Dragon At The Start

Chapter 37 Strike (One more update, ask for a flower evaluation!)

The dwarves had a firm expression, their aura was high, and their will to fight was self-evident.

Carl looked at the dwarves and couldn’t help but be stunned.

Halfway through, he smiled.

“Very good, then let’s work together to plant hope for this world…”

Sure enough, even if it is some trivial things, no matter how bleak they are at ordinary times, sometimes they can always exude an unexpected light.

Carl changed his mind about dwarves for the first time.

“Ah, what a moving scene.” Gandalf stood by, smiling, his eyes gleaming with tender kindness.

He just likes to watch these harmonious scenes, likes to watch… the touching stories between characters who have different personalities and different wills, but are willing to let go of their prejudices and unswervingly unite for the same stand.

This scene should be remembered by history.

Thorin Oakenshield, the king of dwarves, and Carl Green, the legendary human ranger, have once again reached a firm cooperation for the peace of Middle-earth and the eradication of evil.

…

“Humans, dwarves?” The Orcs finally arrived, “How dare you come to our chassis and kill them!”

“Hohohoho!” The strong Orc regiment charged towards Carl Thorin.

“Kill!” Thorin roared loudly and raised his long sword. The dwarves responded positively, with amazing momentum, and rushed towards the Orcs.

“Boom!” The crowd collided, and the tall orcs who were charging at the head were knocked over by the dwarves who looked like “old, weak and sick”.

“Puff puff!” The sword, light and sword shadow, the sound of waving, slashing, the sparks raised by the collision and friction of the iron, blended and merged in the air, turning the small cave into a purgatory.

The purgatory of the Orcs came, and the dwarves were like a rainbow, and two or three tigers led the team, like a sword with a diamond, wherever it went, it was irresistible.

Carl wielded his elven sword, and the bloodline of the King of Dwarves of Thorin was also aroused, and his strength was so great that he slammed left and hit again, overturning the Orcs to the ground and hacking them to death. Gandalf, too, was in the midst of the crowd, blowing the autumn wind, swinging his wand just right, always killing him with one blow.

The situation was tipping to one side, and the Orcs kept retreating.

“Quick, go and inform the master!” After the leader Oak finished shouting this sentence, his head was split in half.

The orcs finally realized at this moment that the dwarves and humans in front of them were not simple things, and they fled around in panic.

…

In the dark and dark stone road, a figure is constantly climbing quickly, his huge eyes, in the black, appear unusually bright, like a magic eye peeping at everything, constantly staring at everything that is happening around. .

“Where? Where?” Gulu was on all fours, looking around constantly, “My baby, where are you?”

It was here that Gollum lost his ring, and now that he has returned to his place again, the first thing, of course, is to find it back.

In order to regain the ring, he would shout at the entrance of the cave, asking Sorin and others to attract the attention of Orc.

Now, as he expected, the Orcs were all attracted by Thorin. What he has to do now is to find the Lord of the Rings as soon as possible.

“Where? Where? Ah~ where? My baby!” After searching for a long time, Gulu didn’t see what he was looking for, but his mood became a little impatient.

But after jumping over the next rock wall, the anxiety on his face disappeared, and his eyes stared fiercely at a figure in front of him.

I saw that not far from the direction he was staring at, an Orc, who was taller than the others, was standing in front of a table that was dripping with blood.

On the table, there is a… creature. Oak kept doing something to the creature, raised his hand, and dropped it again. There was a sound of “Zizi”, and the fiery red fireworks were shining on the stone wall, casting a hell-like scene.

The blood kept dripping down, and on the table, the extended feet hung down weakly, and the smell of blood spread along the cloth shoes that had been dyed black on the feet.

Looking at this scene, Gulu shook his body subconsciously, and a flash of consciousness flashed in his heart: “He is too scary, we can’t beat him.”

“Let’s go.”

Some bad memories flashed through Gulu’s mind.

But the next moment, it was replaced by the color of anger.

“No, this robber took our stuff, this ugly, lowly guy, I’m going to kill him, I’m going to get our treasure back.”

After that, Gulu’s eyes flashed red, and he crawled towards the tall Orc.

Before, it was this Orc who stole his ring.

Gollum’s movements were light, barely making a sound.

The Orc was still torturing the creature in his hand, and he didn’t notice Gollum approaching him.

Finally, it’s getting closer.

Gollum stood on the rock wall, clinging to the stone, looking at the orc below, showing excitement and joy, but more cruelty.

As long as he kills this guy, as long as he kills this Orc in front of him, his treasure will return to his hands. *