Chapter 285: Good Words Can't Persuade the Damned, Let's Play a Big Game

"Thorin, I understand you very well." Aaron advised earnestly, "But you are the king, think about your people, you must not put yourself in danger at this time."

Thorin turned his head, expressionless but with a look of determination in his eyes, "It is precisely because I am the king that I cannot remain indifferent.

Azog insulted not only me, but the Durin clan, the entire dwarf tribe."

"The overall situation is important!" Aaron said with a dark face, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a trap, you, no, you are still foolishly drilling into it.

Once Borg's orc army arrives, then..."

"Then kill the demon king before they come." Thorin said firmly.

"Leave the other orcs to us." Dwalin patted his chest and promised not to let other orcs disturb Thorin, and Fili and Kili also tacitly took out their weapons.

Aaron took a few deep breaths silently, forcing himself to suppress the anger in his heart. "The courage of the dwarves really opened my eyes, but have you ever thought about what would happen if you failed?

The king was beheaded by the orcs, the morale of the dwarves was greatly reduced, and then they were all killed.

Thorin, Moria is a lesson for you, don't tell me you want to repeat the same mistake."

Thorin paused slightly, glanced at Azog with a sneer on his face, and then sighed: "Sometimes sacrifice has a greater meaning. Dain and his Ironfoot Army will do everything they can to avenge the king.

Gaius, I ask you one thing If I am dead, you must leave Feili and Qili, and Fili will be the next dwarf king. "Drustering to the ground." When the curse was about to hit Solin, Davin pulled him away, and then looked at Aaron angrily, "What are you doing?" Well, but if you are a friend, don't stop me. "Solin smiled," this is for the glory of the Turin, and even if I die, I will guard to the end. "Aaron: ... Tired, destroy it! ......

At the same time, in River Valley City.

The thought body, which was fighting side by side with Gandalf and others, suddenly received the memory of the original body.

"Fuck!"

The thought body felt the anger and helplessness of the original body, with blazing fire in his eyes and a cold aura that kept strangers away.

Just at this moment, a giant beast appeared in front of him. The thought body looked at this ready-made sandbag and swung his fist to vent his anger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The thought body punched in and out of the wind, hitting the giant beast foaming at the mouth and retreating all the way from the alley to the end.

When he retreated to the end of the alley and was about to lose his last consciousness, a ball of fire ignited on the right fist of the thought body, "The...iron fist of the fire dragon."

Boom!

The huge figure let out a final scream, and with a ball of fire rising to the sky, and then fell heavily.

"Gandalf, who is this guy?" Legolas asked in astonishment, "Are you sure he is a wizard?"

"Are you sure he is a clone?" Tariel was also a little shocked.

"I didn't know he could fight the beast in hand-to-hand combat!" Gandalf said embarrassedly. In fact, this was no longer a hand-to-hand combat, but a blatant slaughter.

The wizards were not inferior to the top warriors, but they were not beyond the scope of humans. However, Aaron was completely an alien. Whether it was magic or combat power, it was exaggerated and outrageous. He was simply not a person from this world.

Gandalf suddenly realized something, his face changed subtly, and an almost impossible truth emerged in his mind.

"Um...are you okay!" Bilbo came over and asked with concern.

"Something's going on. Something big. A very big thing." The thought body said angrily, "Thorin plans to stay in Raven Mountain and fight Azog to the death."

"What?" Gandalf was shocked and almost stumbled to the ground. "Is he crazy? Didn't you tell him about the Gondabad Orc army?"

"What do you think?" The thought body rolled his eyes. "I told him very clearly, even the consequences of failure, but it was useless.

Azog brought up his grandfather and father, and damaged the face of the Durin royal family and the dignity of the dwarves. Do you think he can bear it?"

"Didn't you try to knock him out?" Bilbo asked anxiously.

"Haha!" The thought body covered his face and smiled bitterly. "Dwalin, that unlucky thing, helped Thorin at the critical moment and avoided my sleeping spell. In this case, I can't cast a spell anymore."

"What about the others?" Taril asked, "What do the others think?"

"Stay and defend the dignity of the dwarves with the king." The thought body was filled with grief and indignation, and a sad smile hung on his face while he was upset. "I have been playing games for fourteen years, and I have never lost except for being beaten by my sister from the Klein family when I was six years old.

But today I lost, lost to the dwarves' idiots, lost completely and thoroughly."

"Uh..." Gandalf looked at Aaron with some reluctance, "I know you must not be in a good mood now, but the overall situation is more important."

"Don't talk to me about the overall situation." The thought body interrupted him and said, "I've had enough, I'm really tired, you should go and fight those damned people. Dwarves talk about the overall situation. "

"But we can't just leave him at Raven Hill, can we?" Bilbo said, "Borg's orc army will be here soon."

"So Thorin has arranged all his affairs, and the next dwarf king is Fili." The thought body waved his hand helplessly, "This kind of determination to die has to be conceded by God, what can I do?"

Hearing this, Bilbo was silent for a moment, and said, "I still think we should support him. We may not be able to help much, but at least we can buy more time for Thorin."

"I'll go too." Tariel immediately expressed her opinion. Kili was also at Raven Hill, and she was really worried.

"It's too late." Legolas said, "There will be many obstacles along the way, and they will have finished fighting by the time we get there."

"This is the case under normal circumstances, but we have an abnormal wizard." Gandalf said and gave the thought body a meaningful look.

The thought body laughed and turned his face away, not wanting to pay attention to him.

A few dwarves were enough for him, so why did he have to deal with a few more?

Besides, although Thorin's attitude made him quite angry, and he felt that it was hard to persuade a damned person with good words, they were friends after all, and when it came to the last resort, the original body could lead them out of the siege.

"Do you really have a way to take us there?" Tariel asked, looking at the thought body eagerly.

"No."

"You must have one." Legolas said firmly, "Since you have decided to stay and fight, it means you don't want to lose this war.

Send us there now and help Thorin Oakenshield kill Azog, and the war will be half won."

Hearing this, the thought body fell silent.

I have to admit that he was tempted.

The current battle situation is still confusing, and the situation will become more complicated after the reinforcements of both sides arrive.

In this case, Raven Ridge is the key to the battle. In order for the huge sum of 2,000 magic points to be successfully deposited, Azog must die, and Borg and his Gundaba orcs cannot live either.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"Great." Bilbo immediately walked up to Aaron, "Let's go, I'm ready."

"Wait a moment." A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the thought body, "Since you are going, let's play a big one."

"What do you mean?"

The thought body did not answer, but jumped to the top of the tower and waved the magic wand at the large and small flames in the valley city.

The next moment, all the flames in the valley city turned into red light streams and converged towards the tower, and were all sucked into the mouth of the thought body.

Several people stared at this scene in astonishment, shocked, but could not think of any words to describe it.

Burp~

The thought body burped and commented nonchalantly: "It tastes good, but it's a little burnt."

"Did you eat the flame?" Bilbo said incoherently.

"Calm down, I'm a wizard, this is just a general operation to restore physical strength."

Hearing this, the three people turned their eyes to Gandalf at the same time, as if asking: Is what he said true?

Gandalf:......

"Nonsense, no one can devour fire except the Balrog."

"Now you see it."

"Who are you?"

"I remember telling you the answer to this question." The thought body said lightly, "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

Gandalf's eyes twitched, thinking of Aaron's self-introduction before, and he didn't know whether to say MMP in his heart.

"Business is important, take us there quickly."

"Okay!"

The thought body took out the magic carpet quickly, and Bilbo couldn't help but frowned and worriedly said, "With so many of us, can the magic carpet carry it?"

"What are you thinking about? This is prepared for you." The thought body solemnly put the magic carpet in Bilbo's hand, "In case I don't have the strength for a while, you have to take me away."

Although Bilbo was confused, he still nodded.

The thought body then let several people grab his arms and Apparition moved to Raven Hill.

"It's amazing. We're already at Raven Hill?" Tariel was shocked. This teleportation method completely refreshed her worldview.

Legolas was also confused. Elves also knew some magic, but they had never seen this kind of magic.

"Where are Thorin and the others?" Gandalf asked.

The thought body pointed to the icy lake behind them. Thorin was fighting fiercely with Azog on the lake. Perhaps because of the outbreak of anger, he and Azog were evenly matched and he even had a slight advantage. As for the others, they helped him block the rest of the orcs. The division of labor was quite clear.