Chapter 291 As Always

The heat wave blew his black and white hair.

On the high tower behind Levi, Bard put down his bow that was almost as tall as him, took a deep breath, and calmed his heartbeat.

Under Levi's double thumbs up, he showed a proud look.

At this moment, the son of the former Lord of the Valley, Girion, the Archer Bard, seemed to have returned to his youth. He was still the archer who could make the elves praise his skills, without any regression.

But while being proud, Bard was also a little relieved.

"My friend, I can finally help you this time, even if it's just a little bit..."

He whispered, turned his head to look at another sentry tower, and shouted louder:

"How many points do you think I can get with this arrow, Bain?"

After being recognized, the old father immediately went to his son who refused to admit defeat to show off.

And Bain was obviously shocked by this.

Can it be like this?

"Okay, don't worry about how many points you get, you win!"

This time he was completely convinced, so much so that he couldn't help but use honorifics when facing his old father.

"Son, you still have to practice."

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Bain looked helpless.

Looking at the old man who was still his role model as before, he suddenly smiled.

Yes, it's worth learning.

A true warrior dares to face the blood and cruel reality.

Even if he faces a terrifying enemy that is almost invincible like a natural disaster, as long as its target is what he wants to protect, he dares to bet his life and think that it's either you or me.

It is for this reason that he is like a true leader.

No matter it is a dragon or a fire demon, or even if one day he has to face Sauron in his prime...or a blackened existence that is more powerful than Sauron, he will stand up without hesitation to deal with it, even if it is just a generous death.

But fortunately, the probability of such a thing happening is not high.

Under the city wall, Levi's eyes swept through the prompts one by one, and then looked at the body of the Balrog.

This guy exploded a lot of things.

Levi squatted down and first grabbed the red and black flames that were still jumping on the Balrog.

[Udun Flame]

This is the prop that Sauron used to attract the Balrog.

Udun means hell, so it is no problem to say that it is the flame of hell.

This flame is helpless and burns in the air. It is like solid and granular. The temperature is slightly higher than the flame produced by burning wood. Normal direct contact will definitely burn, but fortunately it can be stuffed into the backpack.

No matter how hot it is, you have to be honest when putting it in the backpack.

In addition to a pile of Udun Flames, the Balrog didn't drop anything useful. Its body-skin, claws, wings, tail, bones are not very strong materials, and they are not very useful.

Only the head looks more deterrent and can be used as a specimen.

However, although the drops are small, there are many things that can be made.

The Udun Flame has some other uses. In the synthesis table, it can be smelted with iron into a new alloy - Tengyan Ingot.

This was originally dropped directly by another creature "Flame Demon" that does not exist in this world, and cannot be directly crafted.

But it seems that the dark fire and the undying Udun Flame of the Flame Demon have some similar properties to this metal, and its formula was directly created.

One ball of Udun Flame can make a Tengyan Ingot, and the Flame Demon just dropped a total of five balls.

This is the charm of the "looting" enchantment.

No matter how many there are originally, you can grab more by force.

Five balls of Udun Flame can still have one left after upgrading the nether alloy armor.

In addition to making Tengyan Ingot, this flame can also be attached to weapons, so that the weapons get new entries similar to "flame attachment".

But there is no need, no need at all, it is better to keep it as a souvenir.

After collecting the spoils, Levi dragged the body of the Flame Demon away to avoid causing too much fright to the residents.

So it was just thrown on the side of the road, dying like a bug that no one cared about.

"Hey, Thorin!"

When he came back, Levi waved at the city wall.

"Glad to see that it ended smoothly, Levi."

Thorin came over and hugged Levi.

"Great, I saw it all, that Balrog was no match for you at all."

"You don't know, when it came over, I felt that the sky was dark, and my vision was full of fiery red mist. I couldn't even see your figure clearly. I really don't know how the father and son aimed..."

"This incident also reminded me that if we could make the gate of Erebor thicker before, it would have no chance to escape, and no chance to rush under the city wall."

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"Hahaha." Levi laughed meaninglessly, and there was some embarrassment and helplessness in that laugh.

Thorin suddenly had a bad premonition.

Levi then said: "Regarding this matter, I believe you will have enough time to do it, including the entire Erebor, from top to bottom - don't you think the original decoration is a bit too old? Those hotels, markets, forges, halls... have been used for thousands of years, it's good to change them, right?"

"What you said makes some sense, but the fact that they can be used for thousands of years doesn't prove that they are sturdy, etc..."

Halfway through, Thorin suddenly realized something.

He looked at Levi.

Levi looked away.

At this moment, the dwarves didn't know that Erebor had been renovated into a war-torn style by two hardworking masters.

Not to mention the inside, the outside was in a mess.

The nearby rivers evaporated, the trees were burned into charred wood, and the gate of Erebor was emitting black smoke.

Boom!

The big bell above fell down, shaking Thorin's head.

When the Balrog was confirmed dead, the dwarves were jubilant and jumped to celebrate this great feat.

Some of them were brave enough to approach and observe the body of this terrifying monster up close, some gathered near Levi and cheered, and some directly consumed on the spot and ran to the tavern to drink.

A cheerful and enthusiastic look.

Only Thorin and a group of senior officials rushed back to Erebor as soon as possible. They looked at their home, which was not intact from top to bottom, and remained silent.

"They must have fought fiercely."

Groin commented.

Balin shrugged and agreed: "Yeah, maybe Moria is more intact than here."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that the Balrog had fought with a dragon..."

Fili scratched his head and looked at Thorin who was lowering his head, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples: "What should we do now?"

"What else can we do?"

Thorin's voice trembled slightly.

He took a deep breath and suddenly spread his hands.

"Let's go and have a drink."

"What about here?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"Okay."