[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

The anger of the dragon? The uneasy premonition in Thranduil's heart became more and more intense. He took a few breaths, letting the dust all over the floor be blown up by his violent breath, and accidentally covered his head and face.

He wanted to take a bath! Thranduil felt the touch on his skin, and could even see the dust falling, which made his face even more ugly.

Because the Balrog's movements stopped, Thranduil, who had regained a bit of consciousness and physical strength, began to struggle to stand up, but unfortunately his wrist was tightly strangled by the whip. The whip with high temperature brought out severe pain.But even so, he did not let go of the weapon in his hand.

The pain made him only squeeze his lips tightly, for fear of uttering what he thought was a sign of weakness.

It was impossible to break free from the whip by himself. Thranduil took the weapon in the wounded hand with his unrestrained hand, the sword full of spider silk and dust, and slammed down Unfortunately, the sword was burned with a black mark by the flame of the whip, but the whip did not move at all.

So Thranduil, who had no choice but to look at the side face of Jiao Ladin who had stepped on the fire whip.

Her originally beautiful and bewitching face has been distorted, and because of her emotional agitation, she even began to show a little dragon's characteristics, such as the corners of her mouth, which had already formed an arc that is impossible for humans, with a ferocious murderous intent .

This is the confrontation between the dragon and the Balrog.

Thranduil raised his eyes, followed Jiao Ladin's face, and returned his gaze to her slender ankle.The flames on the whip were still flickering, but Jiao Lading's delicate feet, which were scorched by the flames, just seemed to be reborn from the ashes, making her beauty more and more conspicuous.She lightly stepped on the whip, and randomly rolled it a few times on the ground full of dust and debris. The Balrog, who was holding the whip tightly, suddenly staggered and fell backwards. The remaining half of the whip almost fell to the ground. Inertia had drawn upon himself.

After stepping on the Balrog's weapon with ease, Jiao Ladin raised her feet slightly, and then she lowered her head, the shadow of her long hair covering her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

Thranduil heard the dull sound of the Balrog hitting the ground, and then felt his wrist lighten, so he quickly got up, regardless of the temperature of the whip, and the scorched flesh, just sucked it with a 'hiss'. With a breath of air, he pulled out the whip with a cruel heart.

The wound was scorched, and then it was pulled so violently that it immediately began to ooze blood.

The smell of blood awakened Jiao Ladin, she suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Thranduil.Looking at each other for a moment, Thranduil's back felt cold.Those eyes were completely emotionless, like a beast stimulated by blood seeing its prey.

Jiao Lating approached step by step, and the Balrog who fell behind was still struggling to get up because of his bulky body.And Thranduil, who was locked by Jiaolatin, just watched her slowly approaching, and stood up with the help of the big rock.

When Thranduil stood up, Jolatin also came in front of him.She looked at his wrist that was still dripping blood, stretched out her hand, and grabbed his arm fiercely, so the Thranduil's blood flowed even more fiercely.

She slowly raised the hand pinching her arm, brought Thranduil's wound to her lips, stretched out her tongue to lick the wound around his wrist, and then bit it unexpectedly, tearing open He sucked a mouthful of blood from his original wound!

"Joladin." Thranduil called out his name, and touched her face with his uninjured hand.The palms of his hands were also full of dust, causing a yellow mud mark to appear on Jiao Lating's face.He raised her face, but she was still biting his hand, only longing and confusion in her eyes, the usual indifference and cunning, all disappeared at this moment.

Was she overwhelmed by the beast's thirst for blood?

Thranduil sighed, thinking that she was really troublesome if she was around.But after thinking about it, he still lifted his bitten arm cooperatively, and then looked at her out-of-focus eyes, and slowly approached her, until the distance between the two of them was so close that they could exchange breaths.

"Joladin, I am Thranduil. Jiaolatin, I am Thranduil..." Thranduil's voice was very soft, he shouted over and over again, but Jiaola Ting trembled all over, and opened her mouth to spit out what was in her mouth.The dazed big yellow eyes blinked twice, as if they had just woken up and didn't understand the situation.

"Thranduil?" Her figure hesitated.

"Well, it's me." He replied without hesitation.

"Ah! Your hand!" Jiao Lating, whose eyes had returned to clarity, hurriedly took his hand up again, seeing a neat circle of scorched black on it, and the marks left by the dried blood, her tone was extremely distressed.

"Oh! Your hand! Your hand! Unforgivable! How dare you destroy something that belongs to me! He should have been perfect!" Jiao Ladin roared, brushing his fingers gently over his wound, and then began to stretch again. Tongue out, licking carefully.

Is it her thing?For the first time, Thranduil's eyes were not angry because of her words full of possessiveness, but he just rubbed her messy long hair.

Just when the atmosphere between the two of them was just right, the Balrog finally climbed up again after failing again and again.Angry at being offended, he swung his half-remained whip in their direction, spouting a stream of sparks from his nose.

She was so sad that she had nowhere to vent her anger, really, she actually came to the door by herself! Jiao Ladin laughed, and she let go of Thranduil's hand gently, and said comfortingly that it would be fine in a while, He just turned around and faced the Balrog who was walking towards them and stepped on the hall with a single step.

"How dare you hurt him!" Jiao Latin gritted his teeth: "Not to mention hurting his hand, how dare you play with fire in front of me, the fire dragon Jiao Latin! Don't worry, I'll let you see it, Who is the expert at playing with fire!"

Not good! Thranduil suddenly had alarm bells ringing in his heart!

"Jolatin! Don't!" he shouted hastily.

Too bad it's still a step too late.

Jiao Latin's body began to swell, her pretty face elongated, her straight body slowly leaned forward, her perfect legs became straighter and thicker, and a long tail with bony spurs slowly appeared behind her.

A dragon resembling a hill appeared.Her tail swept the ground, and all the stones were slammed against the wall by her huge force. She raised her neck and let out a howl.

The fire dragon Jiao Lating has finally been resurrected.Thranduil let out a sigh.

Balrog is not stupid, especially this Balrog.In the final battle that year, he saw that his master, the demon king, had been defeated, so he ran away early, and did not stay as cannon fodder, but hid deep in the heart of the earth until the dwarves dug out Mithril. Woke him up, and after waking up, he drove away the dwarves who built the city here, and he became king here.From these facts, it can be seen that he just looks thoughtless, not really thoughtless.

So when he saw the human woman in front of him suddenly transformed into a dragon, he knew he had been cheated.

Glauron's strength and cunning still remain in his heart. He is not going to be an enemy of the descendants who inherited his blood, but wants to escape back to the darkness.

But he wanted to escape, but Jiao Lating did not intend to let him go.Especially after he used flames to hurt Thranduil in front of her, Jolatin just wanted to chew him in his mouth, and then swallowed him to see if his flames were stronger Or the flame burning in her belly is more powerful.

"Why, don't you think you are very powerful, why do you want to run?" Jiao Latin giggled, flicked his tail, and directly slapped the Balrog against the wall.

"So I like the architecture of dwarves. Although they are small in size, the palaces they build are always unexpectedly suitable for us dragons to live in. Of course, sometimes, our hobbies are similar." Jiao Latin changed back to the original, Not in a hurry to retaliate.She strolled around the hall twice slowly, looked around the surrounding environment, and patted the Balrog that crawled out with her tail to his original position on the wall, and then calmly stopped, A paw gently moved Thranduil to a corner of the hall.

"This place should be good. It won't collapse because of the fight. When the time comes, you should hide well and don't come out to wander around." Jiao Ladin lowered his head and rubbed him with his big head. Before Thranduil came Before speaking hastily, her huge body did not affect her speed at all, and she walked back in front of the Balrog in two steps.

Sure enough, my own prototype is more comfortable and more deterrent.She raised her head proudly, looking at the Balrog who dug herself out from the wall with sternness and disdain.

"I know who sent you here, Balrog. Your new ally, he must have talked to you a lot?" Jiao Ladin pressed his dragon head down, with a huge mouth and protruding fangs, and immediately To get to that Balrog.

She let out a breath, and the wind caused the flames around the Balrog to fly back, revealing his golden eyes: "You could have survived in the darkness of Moria, as long as the dwarves came It is easy for you to drive them away. You are the king of Moria without a doubt. What a pity that you have such a good relationship with your new allies that you can share this city with them To the extent, even for him, to provoke someone you should not have provoked. Tell me, has your new ally talked to you about me?" Jiao Ladin smiled, his voice was hoarse and charming, and his tone was soft, but there was a deep meaning in his words One level deep, but the Balrog aroused a murderous intent towards Sauron.

"How kind you are to him. It's a pity that people don't take you seriously." Jiao Lating wandered slowly in the hall, raising his neck to express his emotion: "Obviously knowing my identity, I also know that you can't kill me , but he still let you come, what do you think is his intention?" Jiao Lating listened to the Balrog panting heavily, and felt relieved.She turned her head suddenly, and put her face straight close to the Balrog, just a little bit could put him in her mouth.Jiao Lading opened his mouth, revealing the throat with fire, and then slowly closed it, as if thinking of something, his voice was cadenced, false and vicious: "I see. Moria is so good, everyone must want it." Exclusively, it's a pity that you are still there. Tell me, if you are killed by me, who will belong to this city that you managed to get?"

"Sauron!" The Balrog shouted bitterly in a vague voice.

"Of course, of course, Sauron is for our great cause, in order to allow darkness to descend on this land, and it is inevitable to make a little sacrifice for this great ideal, isn't it?" Looking like Lun, he nodded his big head.

However, if he was really loyal and could sacrifice for the great cause, he would not have escaped back then.Jiao Lating put her tail in front of him, wagging it mischievously.

"So, don't be resentful, and don't be afraid. You sacrificed for our great cause, and you died well. How about you? For our great cause, I would trouble you to come to my stomach and take a look at our Who is more powerful in the flame?" Jiao Lating blinked his eyes.As a human being, this action might be extremely charming, but as a dragon, the Balrog only felt chills in his heart.

In order not to fly solo in the belly of the dragon, the Balrog's mind was running fast. He put down his weapon, made a posture of showing weakness, and said to Jiao Latin with his vague tone: "For our great cause! , I feel that you may still need me."

"Oh?" Jiao Lating laughed again.

The author has something to say: Ms. Long sows and threatens each other~ hahaha~ But when this plot is over, the two of them will almost start to know each other~