The endless mountains of ash did play a role in hindering the Holy Spirit Nahar, but Elberis after the stars showed the way for Turka Aracano and the others in the sky.
The stars in the sky lit up one by one along the southwest direction. First Menelmacar, then Soronúm?, Wilwarin, Anarríma, Remmirath, and finally to the easternmost Egypt. Star of Arendil!
The twinkling stars were like a huge sign, pointing accurately in the direction of Smaug's escape.
"No!"
Smaug became increasingly panicked and panicked. It had already flown away from Middle-earth and plunged into the vast desert of Khand. But the Holy Spirit and the Silver King behind him are still following like shadows.
"Curse you! Curse those hypocritical mighty ones! This is cheating! Without the help of those hypocritical gods, you can't be the opponent of old Smaug! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"
At this time, a glimmer of light appeared in the east, which was that Yareen was rising, and the night was about to pass.
"Mr. Smaug, if you think it's unfair, you can also pray to your creator, maybe he will bless you!" Turka Aracano deliberately made it angry.
But he and Smaug knew that the dark enemy Morgoth, the creator of the dragon clan, had been expelled from Arda by the Valar and had no time to care about his followers.
As a result, its heart was filled with hatred and fear for the abominable dragonborn and the Holy Spirit below. While it fled further east crazily, it kept cursing them and the powerful ones in the west.
The vast desert also cannot hinder Nahar's progress, because as long as it takes a step, a beautiful flower and a green grassland containing infinite vitality will appear on the soft gravel. That was the power of Nessa, wife of Tulkas, the god of war, and ruler of the flowers.
When Smaug saw it, he felt even more desperate.
Watching them cross the desert, cross the mountains, and fly over the city-states of the barbarian peoples in the east, day and night. The people below were still chasing after him. The dragon's blood boiling in Smaug's body began to slowly cool down.
The wound on its back caused it to lose blood, and the long flight made it tired. Smaug began to feel that its normally flexible wings had become heavy, and its proud and huge body began to become a burden!
It roared angrily, but this did nothing except waste more energy.
Finally, the three of them flew southeast for another day.
At this time, there was a hint of fishy smell in the wind, and a blue sky suddenly appeared in front of my eyes! The Ringil Sea, which separates Middle-earth from the Dark Continent to the south, has arrived.
A huge foundation unimaginable to mortals appeared at the end of the sky.
It was the ruins of Ormal, one of the two giant lamps erected by Vera in order to illuminate the heaven and earth in ancient times, before the sun and moon appeared.
That was an era older than the Age of the Two Trees. At that time, the Firstborn Elves had not even appeared, and Arda was not what it is today.
In that era, because all fire was suppressed and buried under the ancient hills, but now the earth needed light, so Aulë created two giant lamps at Yavanna's request.
Then Varda filled the giant lamps with light, and Manwë sanctified them, and the Valar placed the two giant lamps on two Optimus Primes, which were far higher than all the mountains in later generations.
The Valar placed a great lamp called Illuin in the north of Middle-earth, and another in the south called Orma; the light of the great lamp in the north was blue, and The light of the Orphan in the south is golden.
They replaced the sun and moon and illuminated the Middle-earth continent in ancient times.
Among them, the light of two giant lamps meet and merge in the center of Arda.
There was a great lake, and the island of Almaren in the lake was the first home of the Valar on Arda. At that time, everything was still new, everything was so young, and the fresh green was still novel in the eyes of the creators. They were satisfied for a long time.
During those long and unchanging years, the light of the lamp of Valar filled Arda.
The seeds sown by Yavanna, who is in charge of all life on the earth, began to sprout and grow rapidly. Numerous plants of different sizes began to grow on the earth, including various mosses, grasses and huge ferns. The big trees in the forest began to grow. The tops reach into the sky like living mountains, their roots wrapped in a green shimmer.
All kinds of animals live in the dense grassland, some live by the river, and some live by the lake. They walk in the shade of the trees in the forest. However, there were no flowers blooming or birds singing;
Some of them are still in Nesa's arms, and some are still in Yavanna's conception, waiting for their own moment.
During that period, everything was wonderful.
The Valar worked hard and created for the reborn Arda, and it was at that time that everything known to later generations took shape.
But in the 3400th year of the Great Lamp Era, Melkor sneaked back from the Realm of the Void, excavated and built the future Utumno Fortress, and prepared his army for war all day and night. And in 3450, the giant lamp of Vera was pushed, and the earth returned to darkness.
With the fall of the giant lamp of Valar, the era of the lamp known as the Spring of Arda ended and the era of the Two Sacred Trees began.
The fallen Illuin smashed the future Helkan Inland Sea in the north, while Ormao smashed the Lingil Inland Sea. And after the War of the Gods (a war waged by the Valar to punish Melkor and protect the coming Firstborn), the inner sea of Ringil became a real ocean.
It separates Middle-earth from the Dark Continent to the south.
And with the development of the era, the Ringir Sea gradually widened and deepened until it became a natural chasm.
Looking at the huge mountain-like foundation on the horizon, Turka Aracano couldn't help but marvel in his heart. The power of the Valar is truly astonishing, and such a magnificent masterpiece was actually born in ancient times.
It's a pity that I couldn't catch a glimpse of that once sacred light.
The howling cold wind blew on Turka Aracano's face, but it could not stop his yearning for the majestic creation on the horizon.
It is a mountain made of holy white stones.
According to the scope of the base, Ormao in its intact form is even more majestic than Gushan. In addition, it has to shine on every inch of land in Zhongzhou.
The power of creation is evident.
At the same time, Turka Aracano also admired the strength and courage of Melkor who dared to challenge the Valar on his own. Just because they differed from Ilúvatar's concept of the Great Movement, they started wars one after another willfully! After being detained for three epochs, he is still evil! It can be said that he is the first person to challenge the power of God!
"Praise Ilúvatar! Praise the gods!" Looking at the magnificent ruins getting closer, Turka Aracano couldn't help but said: "It is a pity that such a magnificent creation cannot see its sacred light! The Spring of Arda has been passed down from ancient times! Lord Hal, you must have been running among the mountains, rivers, forests and plains of this world at that time, right? What kind of era was that!"
Facing the slightly drunken sea breeze, Nahar looked at the ancient ruins on the horizon and couldn't help but show a look of nostalgia.
"That's right!" It raised its golden horseshoes high, and the muscles all over its body were bulging, beautiful and sacred: "At that time, the light of the mighty ones shone in a corner of Arda, and everything was It’s so vibrant.”
But then it said: "What a pity Melkor ruined it all."
Turka Aracano was speechless.
At this time, Smaug also saw the blue sea in the distance and the huge foundation as majestic as mountains.
It's more tiring.
But it couldn't stop. The sound of Holy Spirit Nahal's golden horse's hooves was like gangrene in the bones, constantly reminding it that when it stopped, it would be the moment of its failure and death;
But it didn't dare to fly across the boundless Ringir Sea. Because beyond the sea is a strange continent that it has never set foot on.
Moreover, it is not sure whether the great Lord of Waters will continue to trick the enemy.
With fear of the unknown and fear of death, Smaug could only work hard to squeeze out the power in his body, roaring loudly, cursing angrily, and turned around in front of the magnificent ruins, heading northeast. Fly away.
Along the way, they passed through human city-states in the south, crossed rivers and lakes, and hovered in the vast Harad Forest for a long time. Smaug tried to provoke the Haradh people in the south and the mammoth herds in the wild to attack the Silver King.
But it still couldn't stop the pace of the Holy Spirit and the Silver King below.
The dark-skinned Haradhs were so frightened by the gods Nahar and Turka Aracano that they fell to their knees and trembled; the mammoth giant was roasted by Turka Aracano's dragon flames. Half-cooked, the rest fell apart immediately.
Helpless, Smaug could only continue to flee crazily.
Finally, another day and night.
The wound on Smaug's back was torn deeper and deeper as it vibrated for several days, and dragon's blood continued to drip from it.
The once ferocious and cold huge vertical pupils became gray; the wings became heavy.
Arda's ubiquitous wind could no longer support its huge body. Smaug fell from the sky exhausted and fell heavily on a continuous mountain range in Loen, breaking a mountain peak. .
With huge vibrations and roars, Smaug's body rolled down from this towering mountain, frightening countless birds.
Animals of all sizes in the mountains also fled in all directions in fear.
At this time, it was the darkest time before dawn, the stars in the sky were shining brightly, and the wind was howling, making the trees in the mountains rustle.
The brooks tinkled and the flowers swayed, as if the Valar were celebrating the enemy's defeat;
It also seems to be warning the silver king.
The Holy Spirit, Hal, walked very dexterously, running quickly on the mountain path, and arrived in front of the giant dragon Smaug in a few seconds.
It hissed and stopped. The light of Valinor on its body was so strong that it almost illuminated the whole world.
"It's a pity, it would be better if we were still before the era, then we can really compete!" Nahar's golden horse hoofs heavily stepped on the hard rock, trampling the underground rocks to pieces, and there was a flash of fire. out.
Turka Aracano got off the Holy Spirit's generous back and looked thoughtfully at Smaug's eyes that were gradually losing their vitality.
I saw Smaug's pair of huge wings stretched out for more than eighty meters, powerlessly spread out, his limbs crawling on the ground, and his head fell to the side.
The wound on his back continued to flow out cold blood, and his strong heart gradually lost its vitality.
"Lord Hal, do you think it is necessary for us to chop off the head of this giant dragon?" He walked towards the old Smaug who fell down and looked like a small hill.
At this moment, the cunning Smaug suddenly rose up. He opened his huge mouth, revealing his sharp sword-like teeth, and bit into the silver-white king. The huge golden vertical pupils that had lost their luster were fierce and ferocious. .
"I knew it!"
Turka Aracano, however, seemed to have been prepared to grab its upper jaw with one hand and against the dragon's lower jaw with the other hand. He lowered his waist and began to wrestle with the dragon.
Smaug was so angry that he bit hard and pushed the human several steps forward. A dazzling red light lit up in his abdomen.
But that's about it.
Turka Aracano Aracano stood surprisingly firm, and the same dragon's heart beat wildly, causing the blood all over his body to boil.
He shouted loudly, flicked his hands, and Smaug fell to the side uncontrollably. The dragon flame that originally reached his mouth was extinguished by the closed mouth.
Seeing that Smaug was still struggling, Nahal also joined the fight.
Boom.
The sound of the three fighting was earth-shattering. Smaug was like a poor puppy, fighting crazily with Turka Aracano and Nahar on the ground. The result was that the rock peaks were smashed, the creeks were blocked, the roots of the big trees were broken, and the bushes had berries. Step on the dust.
This aroused the interest of another powerful person. He stamped his feet and clapped his hands excitedly, and his laughter blew away the last dark clouds in the sky. The stars in the entire Middle-earth continent shone brightly and were extremely holy.
This is Tuokas, brave and warlike Tuokas.
He was also attracted by the battle between the Silver King and the Holy Spirit Nahal and the evil dragon.
This greatly encouraged Turka Aracano and Nahal.
They all know that at this moment, almost all the powerful ones are paying attention to this battle and blessing them.
So the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and the more they fought, the more excited they became.
Finally, after a combined attack, Smaug fell completely.
And when the evil dragon fell, the stars over the entire Central Continent flashed fiercely, bursting out with the most brilliant light before dawn. The wind also became noisy, the trees and flowers swayed, the creeks started to flow again, and the mountains There was a roar, and the world seemed to be celebrating the arrival of victory.
Lothlórien.
Essinger.
Annuminas.
Minas Tirith.
A distant dark continent.
Galadriel and his wife, Saruman, Radagast, Gandalf, Sauron, the blue-robed wizards, and some evil will were all shocked.
