The origin of the water monster in the gloomy lake in front of the mines of Moria is almost unknown. According to the original book, Gandalf said that it may be a terrifying creature that existed in ancient times. It is very ancient and evil. It lurks deep in the mountains. In the water veins, it has never appeared on the earth.
No one knows what it relies on to survive. They only know that as time goes by, it becomes larger and more ferocious. It has 20 tentacles with small mouths like suckers and mouthparts similar to those of an octopus. Inside are countless... It has fangs as sharp as daggers and a dim yellow eye that always reveals hunger and ferocity, but it is not an octopus.
Gandalf called it the Water Watcher.
As the world changes, Middle-earth changes, and the underground water veins are connected to the lake in front of the mines of Moria. So this water monster would come to the ground through the water channel from time to time, and on some dark nights, attack all people or animals who dared to approach the gate built by the elves and dwarves.
But this water monster does not work for the orcs and the masters behind them. Everything it does comes from its instinct - hunger. Even if they are half-orcs, if they dare to appear by the lake in front of Moria, this hungry monster will eat them all, leaving no one left.
Over time, the orcs in the mines of Moria gradually stopped going to the west.
Except when they want to go out to do evil, they will never dare to approach the lake of death, which they call "Molan Lake".
Now, it's Turka and the Elf's turn to face this terrifying water monster.
Seeing the water monster spit out a ball of pus that was as black as ink but glowing green, Nahar warned: "Be careful, don't be splashed by its blood and stomach juice, they are extremely corrosive."
As he spoke, an extremely strong light erupted from the Holy Spirit, flicking away the extremely dangerous pus.
As a result, the extremely dangerous pus fell on the surface of the water, immediately dyeing the lake surface black and greenish, and made a sizzling sound, followed by violent smoke and some kind of disgusting sound. odor.
Gildo, who had just cut off one of the tentacles of the water monster in the lake, stepped back cautiously. As a result, the monster's severed limb immediately spurted out a huge amount of corrosive dark green blood, corroding the wet mud beside the lake. Sizzling.
Other elves also discovered the danger here. The elves in the front row erected shields like leaves that were magnified many times to resist the water monster's swinging tentacles and being sprayed by it. of highly corrosive and filthy blood.
The elves in the back row all drew their bows and arrows, and fired three consecutive shots, nearly a thousand arrows, stabbing the monster like a hedgehog.
In pain, the monster let out a piercing scream.
It waved its huge tentacles continuously, sweeping away all the elves with shields in a row. The elves behind were unable to dodge and were swept away or rolled up like rags. The huge body stirred the lake surface like a Category 7 hurricane. A large amount of cold lake water splashed up, washing away the surrounding tree stumps and dry ground.
Among them, four or five extremely disgusting tentacles rolled towards the silver-white king who was walking through the water.
Nahal is like an elf dancing on the lake, and like the shining silver light on the horizon. It can only be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with. I saw it moving left and right, avoiding the attacks of the watchers in the water one after another. The sacred light on its body stung the single eye of this hungry evil creature.
It blinked its dim eyes in discomfort and let out a sharp chirp.
This gave Turka a chance.
He and the Holy Spirit jumped up together, stepped on the water monster's slippery body, and headed straight for its head.
As if it had been expected, the cunning and evil lake monster suddenly opened its huge mouthparts, revealing layers of sharp dagger-like teeth inside, trying to swallow the silver-white king and the Holy Spirit in one gulp.
Beast, want to eat me? Don’t be afraid of chipping your teeth!
The elves, dwarves, and second-born children present were shocked to witness Turka holding the Spear of Aegros high, and one person and one horse rushed into the monster's terrifying and disgusting mouthparts.
But the water monster screamed in pain. Because I saw the purest light in the world flashing on the snow-white tip of the Spear of Aegros in Turka's hand, piercing the monster's upper jaw fiercely, while Nahar's golden horse hoof crushed the sharp teeth of its lower jaw. , the monster could not close its terrible mouthparts at all.
It misestimated the power of the Silver King. Thinking he was just one of the humans it had eaten. But Turka Aracano used his terrifying power to tell it how big the gap was.
The Dragonborn's extremely powerful heart beat wildly, causing the blood all over his body to boil.
See who eats whom!
Turka opened his mouth and sprayed out, and an extremely hot dragon flame surged out.
The water monster in the lake let out an unprecedented terrifying scream, and its body as huge as a hill rolled violently, causing the entire Moran Lake to be filled with rolling waves and splashing water!
The dragon flames directly cooked and charred its esophagus and the greasy and disgusting organs inside. A weird stench accompanied by some kind of meaty smell and a strong smell of sulfur hit my nose.
"Hoo, moo~"
The water monster's tenacious vitality kept it alive in the first few seconds. Its instinct of life made it frightened and panicked and wanted to sink to the bottom of the lake. However, the Dragonborn's flame was not an ordinary fire, and the cold lake water could not quench the high temperature. The amazing dragon fire.
I saw a dark red light continuously shining in the dark lake, huge steam rising endlessly, and accompanied by huge waves on the lake, the valley in front of Moria suddenly became misty and misty, like a fairyland on earth.
Finally, after a few seconds, the monster stopped moving.
As a breeze blew by, the steam gradually dissipated, and a man and a horse emerged from the lake.
It is the Silver King and the Holy Spirit Nahal.
Seeing the man and the horse surrounded by white starlight and smoke, the elves present, led by Gildo, put their swords on their chests to pay high respect to this powerful king.
The dwarves headed by Balin looked at all this in stunned silence.
"Hail to the King!" The humans of Elpera cheered loudly, and the huge sound spread into the dark mines of Moria, like rolling thunder, constantly echoing in the majestic and vast halls of the dwarves.
As a result, the orcs inside also knew.
"The watcher in the water is dead." A low, dirty orc with dim yellow eyes showing a frightened light ran into the leader's room and shouted: "Its screams even reached the mountains. Humans killed it! The dwarf scum are entering through the west gate, and they want to take back the fortress!"
A tall and strong orc kicked it over and said angrily: "The dwarf scum will never take Moria back! You idiot! Everyone is ready! Let us kill these dwarf scum and his allies Drive them all out!"
It wielded a thick spear, its broad face was dark, its eyes were as black as coal, and its tongue was blood red. Driven by it, the orcs in the mines of Moria began to blow their horns and beat their war drums, rushing towards the west gate.
