Marvel's I am the Primordial Beast

I am Asog

The most outstanding commander in the history of half-orcs, once beheaded the dwarf king of the Lonely Mountain Turin lineage, snatched Moria, and planned many, many things.

This time I came with an army of nearly [-]

It turned out to be a failure, and the failure was inexplicable.

Things shouldn't be like this~!

why?

Why did it become like this, why was it blocked by a huge irascible bear on the broken Crow Ridge.

(〃＞Dish＜)

I can not be reconciled

I can not be reconciled

Da da da

The roar of the huge bear outside ended, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps. Relying on his super keen sense of smell, Asog felt that the people who came were very chaotic.

there are humans

There are dwarves

have energy

and some animals

and a hobbit

Especially the hobbit, if he hadn't spoiled his own good, that Thorin would have died long ago.

Sorin and others outside were waiting for Asog with their weapons. Asog felt that there were more and more people outside, and knowing that he could not leave, he stuck his head out to take a look.

Then Asog flinched back.

hateful

That's right

surrounded by yourself

Those of my own subordinates died.

It may be impossible for him to get out alive, but he still has two opportunities.

First, Asog took out a black stone block from his trouser pocket, which was given to him by its master, the great dark lord Sauron, and he could communicate with it.

"Master, great master Sauron, your loyal servant Asog begs for your help"

No response for a long time

"Master, great master Sauron, your loyal servant Asog begs for your help"

Another half day passed and Sauron still didn't respond to him.

At this time, Asoge was a little anxious. If his master could not help him again, then he would really die.

"Master, great master Sauron, your loyal servant Asog begs for your help"

Asog prayed to Sauron for the third time, just when Asog was about to give up, the familiar cold voice came from his ear.

Asog, what are you calling me for?

"Master, my attack on the Lonely Mountain failed. Smaug survived. He attacked our army. The elves, dwarves, and humans are united again~!"

"Okay, I get it now"

"Master, I was blocked by them on the top of Crow Ridge and I couldn't get out"

"Crow Ridge, what are you doing there?"

"Allow me to command the battle there"

"Oh"

"Owner"

"Owner"

"Owner?"

"Master, where are you?"

Sauron stopped answering the question, and Asog was dumbfounded.

Looks like I took the last resort

Asog walked out of the ruins of Crow Ridge, holding the chain hammer in his hand, and looked at the elves with bows and arrows, the dwarves holding long hairs who were gnashing their teeth, and Thorin, Balin, Bard, Ser Randyll, Bilbo, Dane, Beorn, Redagast, Legolas, Tauriel, and a great company.

"I, the beheader Asog, demand a one-on-one fight"

Sorin raised his broadsword and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the loyal ministers Dwalin and Dann.

"Thorin, you are now king"

"Thorin my cousin, you can't"

Thranduil drew out his long knife: "The future!"

Bi Wengzai said in a low voice, "Give it to me, I want to avenge my people."

Bud glanced at Asog, but didn't say anything, and Redagast didn't say anything either, he was watching the excitement.

Qili originally wanted to show off in front of Taurier's big sister, but was held back by his brother Fili.

Feili whispered in Feili's ear: "Brother, don't worry, it's not for you and me to intervene in this matter."

Oh 2333

After being reminded by his brother, Qili gave up the idea of ​​going to show off by himself, after all, his own may not be able to beat Asog.

In this world, it seems to be a matter of king to king, and it is not his turn to take the lead.

Asog saw so many people wanting him to die, he knew how much hatred he had drawn.

It seems that he is really doomed today, but Asog is still sure, he knows that he still has a chance, as long as he defeats one of them and uses his behavior as a bargaining chip, it may be okay.

Asog

You can do it

Come on

"You are all a bunch of cowards, don't you dare to challenge me one-on-one?"

呸

Asog provoked everyone and played with various moves.

Asog's actions successfully attracted everyone's hatred, Thranduil thought for a while and sheathed his sword: "Let me give you this opportunity."

There is some hatred between Bard and Asogg, but it is not as deep as the elves and dwarves, and the hatred between the two sides is not so deep.

"I give up too"

Redagast: "I leave it to you"

Bion, Thorin, and Dan began to stare, while Legolas looked eager to try.

Thranduil knew what his son wanted to do. He wanted to show off in front of Tauriel, but Thranduil stopped him: "Legolas, this is not your destiny."

Legolas was naturally not happy: "Father, I think"

Thranduil: "No, you don't want to"

Tao Ruier wanted to interrupt and say something, but on this occasion, it was obvious that she only knew that she should not speak by herself.

Sorin and Dan looked at each other for a while, and Sorin pulled Dan's hand: "Brother, give it to me."

Dan: "But you?"

Dan knew what happened between Thorin and Asog, the bloody feud.

"Well, you have to be careful, after all you are our king"

"Good brother, I know"

Bi Weng and Sorin were left to compete, and Sorin knew that he owed Bi Weng a fortune, and now he had to promise something from Bi Weng, that would be twice.

"Bion"

"I hate less than you, Thorin"

"I know, but can you let me go first, you are too powerful, you know that"

Bion knew how powerful his giant bear form was, but he didn't want to pass up the opportunity.

Looking at Sorin's expectant eyes: "Okay, I'll leave it to you this time."

"Thank you"

Sorin raised the dagger in his hand, and threw down his king's huge fur cloak to Balin who was beside him.

take a step forward

Sorin held the shield and dagger and said to Asog: "Asog, it's time to understand our grievances over the years."

Asog saw Thorin coming out of the station, a sneer appeared on his face, what he wanted was this opportunity, Thranduil at the scene, he knew how powerful this elf king was, and his sword skills were so sharp that no half-orc could fight against Thranduil. Randall's knife may take ten seconds.

As for that giant bear of Bion, he also knew that he was not one. The dwarf Dann was famous for his toughness, especially the tattoo on the opponent's face, which was only available to elite dwarf fighters.

Everyone makes room for Thorin and Ahsog

To be continued