259. Chapter 256: Four Levels Up



However, just like a high-speed airplane crash, Smaug rushed out of the gate at such a fast speed that even though Robin bit his neck, he still flew dozens of meters into the air with his death claws weighing more than ten tons before crashing down, smashing a lot of rocks and scraping a deep groove on the hard mud ground.

However, as a terrifying behemoth that can withstand micro-nuclear bombs with its own body, the Death Claw's physical defense is much stronger than Smaug's.

Even though it fell from a height of dozens of meters to the ground and crashed all the way, the Death Claw seemed to be unharmed. It still bit the dragon's neck tightly and swallowed non-stop in its mouth, not eating either, whether it was devouring Smaug's flesh or drinking his blood. Its vertical pupils, like those of a venomous snake, were flashing a strange light.

When Wayne rushed out of Lonely Mountain and arrived at the place where the two giant beasts fell, this was the scene that came into his eyes.

Smaug, regarded as the most powerful evil creature in the entire north, collapsed on the ground like mud, and his once sparkling vertical pupils had become dull.

The huge Deathclaw was crawling on its neck and eating happily. When it saw Wayne coming, it even made a happy purr and slowly wagged its thick tail, like a large Husky.

Wayne, who was fluent in animal language, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the voice.

It turned out that Robin enjoyed the meal very much and felt that Smaug's flesh and blood were very good for him, so he actually invited his master to have a few bites with him.

Looking at Smaug's huge body, Wayne approached and looked into those huge eyes. Unfortunately, the dragon, whose blood had almost all been drained, had no reaction, and its originally hot body was gradually losing temperature.

Wayne thought about it, took out a meteorite knife from his waist bag, and then came to Smaug's soft belly, ready to skin and bone the dragon while it was still hot and collect any usable materials.

After all, in terms of physical strength and power alone, the evil dragon Smaug is much more precious than those dragons in the wizarding world. The materials on his body should be able to be made into a lot of powerful equipment.

It just so happens that the Witcher Cult is now in a state of disrepair and is in urgent need of a batch of powerful equipment to enhance everyone's strength. Smaug's large size should be able to meet the needs of many people.

While their master and pet were busy with their own affairs, Thorin and a group of dwarves rushed out from the interior of the Lonely Mountain. Then, these dwarf warriors, who had already fought to the death, looked at the dead Smaug and could not help but let out sounds of surprise and cheers.

When they looked at Wayne and Deathclaw Robin, they all unconsciously revealed respect and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

They didn't expect things to go so smoothly. They didn't even need to participate in the battle. The evil dragon Smaug, who always appeared in their nightmares, had been killed by Wayne and turned into a corpse.

Seeing Thorin and the others appear, Wayne put down the meteorite knife in his hand, bowed slightly to the dwarf prince, then smiled triumphantly and said in a calm voice:

"Prince Thorin, congratulations. The evil dragon Smaug has been destroyed. We have recaptured the Lonely Mountain, and the goal of this expedition to the Lonely Mountain has been accomplished."

"You will soon have the Arkenstone and become the new King Under the Mountain."

"And the contract between us has been completed."

"I wonder, Lord Thorin, what do you think of my mission?"

After listening to Wayne's words, Thorin's originally excited expression turned slightly serious. He nodded in approval at Wayne and said, "You did a great job, Mr. Wayne."

"You are the most powerful adventurer I have ever met, and an eternal friend to our Duling people."

"You are the greatest contributor to this world's expedition to Lonely Mountain."

"On behalf of all the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom, I pay my respects to you. Your story will be passed down among us dwarves of the Lonely Mountain forever. Any dwarf of the Durin clan will always remember your help to us."

After listening to Thorin's solemn words, Wayne was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the stubborn and greedy dwarf prince in the original book would behave so gracefully.

Could it be that because Bilbo did not get the One Ring, the prince was not affected by the invisible bewitchment of the One Ring and the dragon disease did not break out?

With Thorin's recognition of him, the two high-level tasks he had encountered from the dwarf prince also received system prompts to complete.

Ding! The master mission [Obtain the Arkenstone] has been completed.

Gain: 450 experience points, master-level treasure chest.

Ding! The epic quest [Hunting the Dragon Smaug] has been completed.

Gain: 4200 experience points, epic treasure chest.

In just a moment, Wayne felt subtle changes in his body. From the time he set out from the Shire and the expedition to Lonely Mountain to now, it has been nearly four months. He has completed two master-level quests, one epic quest, more than a dozen expert-level quests and a large number of ordinary quests along the way.

And at King Elrond's place, there is a reward for a master-level quest to clear out the Orc clans in the Misty Mountains, waiting for him to claim.

In a few months, he has obtained more than 6,000 experience points as rewards, as well as a large number of various high-level treasure chests.

His own level was also directly raised from level 13 to level 17, a full four levels higher, gaining a total of more than 20 points of physical fitness improvement and four ability points.

Such a harvest can really be said to be a great harvest. Thinking that he might be able to take on an epic Battle of Five Armies mission in the near future, Wayne's mood immediately became happier.

As expected, high-level tasks bring the biggest improvement. One epic task is equivalent to half a year or even a year of his hard work.

After saying his words of gratitude, before Wayne asked about the reward, Thorin struggled for a moment, then looked at his companions, then at Wayne and Robin the Deathclaw who was feasting on Smaug's corpse behind him, exhaled a breath of foul air, and said, "Come on, my brothers, my friends, now that the expedition to Lonely Mountain is over, it's time to divide our spoils."

At this point, the handsome dwarf prince looked up at the sky, sighed, and said, "In fact, ever since I first saw the gold in the treasury, an evil thought has been constantly provoking my reason. It is like an indelible nightmare, constantly instigating me to monopolize the gold."

"However, I don't want to let everyone down, I don't want to lose everyone's trust, and I don't want to tarnish the reputation of the King Under the Mountain."

"So, divide the gold as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my promise."

(End of this chapter)


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