Capítulo 59: Azog
The city under the mountain is the most magnificent city built by dwarf craftsmen in history.
This place has been developed by the dwarves for thousands of years, and under the lonely mountain, it has been hollowed out by them long ago.
When Karl came here and saw this magnificent underground city, he couldn't help being shocked by the dwarves' construction skills again.
The palace is ten thousand feet high and thousands of miles wide. This is indeed the famous city under the mountain, the kingdom under the mountain.
When all living things come here, they will definitely feel their own insignificance, and they will definitely feel the vastness and exquisiteness of the universe. No one can remain indifferent to this huge building.
Seeing that Carl, who had always been calm, showed a rare look of surprise, Sorin couldn't help but feel a little proud.
"This is the kingdom we used to live in, the city under the mountain, the city kingdom that represents the highest honor and right of the dwarves." Sorin raised his head, glanced at Karl, and said slightly.
Karl looked at Thorin with a smile, and said, "It's indeed a good place, no wonder Smaug took his fancy here."
Sure enough, Thorin's face suddenly darkened.
Smaug is the eternal pain in the hearts of all dwarves, but Karl did it on purpose, so can't you make him happy for a while?
...
After walking for half an hour, under the leadership of Sorin, the people came to the door of a hall.
"Inside is the storage hall. All the gold coins and gems dug up by our dwarves are piled up in it, and the Arkon gems are also buried in it." Sorin swore.
Smaug came so suddenly that the dwarves failed to bring out the Arkon.
"Based on the temperament of that evil dragon, I think it must be guarding it now. We are dwarves, and our bodies smell too strong, and the evil dragon also hates us."
"So, I can only rely on the two of you, Bilbo and Karl, I hope you can help me find the Arken gem." Thorin said to Karl and Bilbo.
No way, their dwarves do have a taste, which is why they asked Bilbo to join the team in the first place.
"Don't worry, Thorin, I will help you find the Arken Stone." Bilbo nodded.
Now their relationship is not the same as before, he naturally sincerely wants to help Sorin, the king of dwarves, restore their kingdom to its former glory.
And as long as he got the gem of Akon, Thorin would have the qualification to command all the dwarves. At that time, with his courage, he would surely lead the dwarves to prosperity again.
Carl heard this, but looked at Thorin with meaningful eyes.
He didn't know, with Sorin's current will, whether he could resist the erosion of the Aken gem, or resist the corrupted heart brought about by wealth.
Although he has come all the way and experienced so much, Sorin has also grown and improved accordingly.
However, in the face of the ultimate, huge, mountainous wealth, plus the Aken gem, this kind of thing full of temptation and desire, no one can guarantee that he can calm down and strengthen his original will.
Karl has always understood that people's hearts are the easiest to change.
And Sorin is a dwarf, and the dwarf's greed for wealth comes from the bottom of his heart.
Can he... really resist the temptation that his ancestors have never been able to resist, and strengthen his original belief?
"Don't worry, we will help you, Sorin!" Karl also laughed.
Hearing this, Sorin couldn't help laughing: "If you can bring me the Aken Gem, you will be my friend forever, and also friends of all dwarves."
Say it, Thorin explained for a while, and then watched Carl and Bilbo slowly disappear from his sight.
The dwarves could only hope, not wanting to disturb the dragon if they could.
Gollum was also left behind by Karl.
...
On the plain outside the Misty Mountains, at this moment, there was a huge momentum, filled with smoke and dust, and all the animals and creatures living here fled after hearing the sound.
Because, on the plain, countless Orc armies, countless wolves, trolls, and behemoths were slowly looking towards the east.
Azuoge looked at the countless army under him, but he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. He can finally appear upright, thoroughly, and with a crushing force, in front of the world, in front of...Sorin .
This time, his return, his revenge, will no longer be unstoppable.
He had been waiting for this moment for too long.
But now, the number of his legion, orcs, has reached one million, and other giant attacking units such as wargs, siege beasts, and trolls have also reached one hundred thousand.
With such a force, who has the ability to challenge it now?
This is the strength gained through years of forbearance and development.
With this kind of strength, even if he were to face the alliance of dwarves and elves, he would not have the slightest worry.
This time, he won.
"Father, when I see Sorin, I will definitely cut off his head for you and let him make atonement for you." A rough and hoarse voice suddenly came from beside him.
The person who spoke looked like an Orc with an alloy monster's face sewn on his face, and he was Azog's son—Borg.
Hearing this, Azuoge interrupted and shouted: "No, I want to take his head myself, and I want him to experience the humiliation I have suffered."
Just as he was talking, a black bat suddenly flew down from the sky.
That is "letter bat".
After reading the message sent, A Zuoge was slightly taken aback, and then his face flew into a rage.
Seeing this, Borg couldn't help asking in doubt, "Father, what happened?"
"Damn Sauron, you actually want to ask me to withdraw, it's impossible, absolutely impossible." Azuog shouted angrily, and then his voice became gloomy, "I want to kill Sauron this time. !"
Let's just say, when I shook my big hand, the bat in my hand was directly squeezed into blood...
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