Chapter 569 Enough of the Red Tape!
Obviously, Saruman has great trust in Glaurung's management ability, even more than he trusts Alduin.
The existence of Glaurung further enhanced the power of Mordor, and also brought a higher level of strategic and organizational capabilities to Mordor.
With the addition of Glaurung and the increasingly larger dragon army, the dragons gradually replaced the original nobles.
The situation on the side of Mordor has finally improved a bit, and it is no longer passively beaten in all aspects.
This also made the Free Federation clearly realize that as long as they did not find a way to completely kill those dragons of the Gods, all their efforts would be in vain.
On the side of Mordor, more and more dragons will be resurrected, more and more dragons will be born, and they will never get ahead.
Beheadings were proposed, but Alduin had remained in the Sindar Towers of Mordor ever since he captured Minas Tirith.
In the Sky City, due to the protection of the evil dragon and the power of the Supreme Ring, no one can defeat Saruman and Alduin.
Even if Valar comes in person, it will be difficult to defeat them on the Sky City, because this place has become their divine domain, as indestructible as Valinor is to Mann.
In addition, even if Alduin and Saruman temporarily leave Mordor, they will bring a large number of guards with them, making the beheading plan impractical. Facing increasingly powerful enemies, the Free Federation's situation becomes increasingly difficult.
The atmosphere in the Emperor's temporary palace was solemn and depressing.
At this moment, Connery was kneeling in front of Arwen, his eyes flashing with anxiety and desire.
He lowered his voice and almost begged: "Mother, come with me to see Him!"
Facing her son's request, Arwen shook her head firmly: "No, Connery, I will not take you to see Him. We cannot rely on a fallen demon. We must rely on our own strength to protect our home and people. ”
"We must get His help, the free people of Mid-State are dying!"
Connery begged again.
Arwen's expression was cold and firm, and she replied impatiently: "It's useless, Connery, you have to understand that he won't help you. He has already become a demon. We are not important at all!"
She knew her son's inner thoughts, but she also knew clearly that Xiao was no longer the great Maia he was before. He had long been swallowed up by the darkness and evil of the Demon Lord Sauron and Smaug.
She will never forget the days and nights when she was wantonly humiliated by the other party in the Sindar Tower. It was her lifelong nightmare.
Connery's eyes were full of unwillingness. As Xiao's son, he could only watch his younger brother Alduin inherit his father's Sky City.
After obtaining his father's Supreme Lord of the Rings, he has endless magic power and can continuously create powerful dragon legions for himself.
But he had nothing, which made him feel extremely unfair.
Therefore, he is eager to seek Xiao's help, hoping to gain some strength from his father.
However, Arwen understands Xiao's nature better than anyone else.
She clearly remembered that her original marriage with Xiao was not out of love, but out of pure bullying, and Connery was the product of this bullying.
Connery also lost the ability to transform into a dragon because of the gift of the gods. In Xiao's eyes, he is probably just a dispensable existence.
What's more important is that Xiao has never actively looked for her in the past 60 years. In Arwen's heart, she is just a tool used by Xiao to obtain treasures.
Xiao had no hesitation in exchanging her for the elf clan's most precious treasure, the three elf rings. Obviously, in Xiao's eyes, she, Arwen, was not even as important as the three rings.
"Why don't you even try?"
Connery let out an angry roar, his voice full of despair and unwillingness.
His face was as pale as paper, his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was trembling slightly.
He felt an unspeakable pain well up in his heart, making it almost impossible to breathe.
He knelt there helplessly, his eyes confused, not knowing where to go.
All the past events kept popping up in his mind. Those scenes where people looked forward to him and had high hopes for him had now become a heavy burden that was crushing him.
He felt like a lonely traveler, carrying the hope of the whole world but unable to find a way forward.
Quotations from the Xiao family: Lie down wherever you fell. Standing up may not necessarily lead to success, but lying down will definitely be comfortable!
This sentence flashed through his mind like lightning, shocking his heart.
Suddenly, Connery seemed to have figured something out, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly took off the crown from his head and threw it to the ground.
Then, he pulled off the armor with force, and pieces of armor fell off and scattered on the ground.
The sound of every piece of armor falling to the ground was like the sound of relief in his heart.
“I’m so fed up with the red tape here!”
He murmured to himself, with a sense of determination in his tone.
He stood up, straightening his body, and his tired face glowed with determination.
There was a kind of relief in his eyes, as if a bird had been freed from its constraints.
"I am the great first-generation Xiao clan, the 24th son of Xiao, I am a great conqueror, I am born sacred!!"
His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the air.
His figure became tall and straight, like an unshakable mountain. Golden dragon scales covered his body the moment Connery's thoughts changed.
Following closely was the change of his body, with three heads, four legs, two wings, and two tails. In just a few seconds, Connery changed from a human form to a huge three-headed dragon.
In desperation, Connery finally understood one thing - there was no need for him to fight for a group of natives.
His surname was Xiao, and he had the purest blood of the Xiao family. This was his innate glory.
He was born great and did not need to bow down to anyone.
What a bullshit Supreme King, what a bullshit Human Emperor, what a bullshit Savior.
Those were just shackles imposed on him by the natives. They used all kinds of honor and responsibility to make him save them.
But these natives gave up the opportunity to save themselves, so what did he care about.
He was no longer willing to be bound by these false names and morals, and no longer willing to fight for the expectations of others.
He wanted to break free from the shackles and find his true self.
The whole world was just a grand drama performed by the second generation of the Xiao family for the great goddess of creation Ilúvatar.
That was originally the case, but now there was really no possibility for his teammates to help him.
In that case, he should just admit defeat. They were not worthy of being led to victory by him when they were with this bunch of insects.
Although he lost the game, it did not affect his status, and Alduin would not kill his brother.
In fact, as long as he left this theater, he would be a noble [God] no matter where he was.