Chapter 59 Azog's Will

The City Under the Mountain, the most magnificent city ever built by dwarven artisans.

It has been developed by the dwarves for thousands of years, and they have long been hollowed out under the Lonely Mountain.

When Carl came here and saw this magnificent underground city, he was once again shocked by the construction skills of the dwarves.

The palace is tens of thousands of meters high and wide, stretching for thousands of miles. This is indeed the famous city under the mountain, the kingdom under the mountain.

All creatures who come here will definitely feel their insignificance, and they will definitely feel the vastness and subtlety of the universe. No one can be indifferent to this huge building.

Thorin couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw that Carl, who had been flat all the time, showed a rare look of surprise.

"This is the kingdom we once lived in, the city under the mountain, the city kingdom that represents the highest glory and power of the dwarves," Thorin raised his head, cast a glance at Carl, and said slightly.

Carl looked at Thorin with a smile and said, "It's really a good place, no wonder Smaug is interested in this place."

Sure enough, Thorin's face suddenly darkened.

Smaug, the pain in the hearts of all dwarves forever, Carl, but on purpose, can't he make him happy for a while?

…

After walking for half an hour, under the leadership of Thorin, everyone walked to the door of a hall.

"Inside is the storage hall. All the gold coins and gems dug up by our dwarves are piled up in it, and the Arken gems are also buried and left in it," Thorin swears.

Smaug came suddenly at that time, and the dwarves were not able to bring the Arken gem out.

"With that evil dragon's temperament, I think it must be guarding it now. We are dwarves, and our body smells too heavy, and the evil dragon hates us too."

"So, it's up to you two, Bilbo, Carl, and I hope you can help me find the Arken gem," Thorin said to Carl and Bilbo.

No way, their dwarves do have a taste, which is why they asked Bilbo to join the team in the first place.

"Don't worry, Thorin, I will help you find the Arken gem," Bilbo nodded.

Now that their relationship was not what it used to be, he naturally wanted to help Thorin, the king of dwarves, restore their kingdom to its former glory.

And as long as he gets the Arken gem, Thorin has the qualification to command all the dwarves. At that time, with his courage, he will definitely lead the dwarves to prosperity again.

Hearing this, Carl looked at Thorin with meaningful eyes.

He didn't know whether Thorin's current will could resist the erosion of Arken gems, or the corrupted heart brought by wealth.

Although he has gone through so much along the way, Thorin has grown and improved accordingly.

However, in the face of the extreme, huge, piled-up wealth, plus Arken gems, this kind of thing is full of temptation and desire, no one can guarantee that they can calm down and strengthen their original will.

Carl has always understood that human hearts are the easiest to change.

And Thorin, but a dwarf, the greed of the dwarves for wealth, but from the bones.

Can he really resist the temptation that none of his ancestors could resist, and strengthen his original belief?

"Don't worry, we'll help you, Thorin!" Carl laughed too.

Hearing this, Thorin couldn't help laughing: "If you can help me bring the Arken gem, you will always be my friend, Thorin, and a friend of all dwarves."

Come on, Thorin explained for a while, then watched Carl and Bilbo slowly disappear from his sight.

The dwarves could only hope; they didn't want to disturb the dragon if they could.

Gollum was also left behind by Carl.

…

On the plain outside the Misty Mountains, at this moment, the momentum is huge, the smoke and dust are filled, and all the animals and creatures living here fled.

Because, on the plain, countless Orc armies, countless wolves, trolls, and siege beasts are slowly looking towards the east.

Asoge looked at the countless troops under his command, but he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. He could finally be upright, thorough, and crush in front of the world, in front of... Thorin.

This time, his return, his revenge, will be unstoppable.

He's been waiting for this moment for too long.

And now, his legion, Orc, has reached one million, and other giant attack units such as wolves, siege beasts, and trolls have also reached one hundred thousand.

With such a force, who has the ability to challenge it now?

This is the strength that has been acquired through years of development and forbearance. With such strength, even if he faces the dwarves and elves joining forces, he will not have the slightest worry.

This time, he won.

"Father, when I see Thorin, I will definitely cut off his head for you and let him atone for you." A rude hoarse voice suddenly came from beside him.

The person who spoke was like an Orc with an alloy monster face sewn on his face. He was Azog's son, Borg.

Hearing this, Azog interrupted and shouted: "No, I want to take someone's head myself, and I want him to experience the humiliation I have suffered."

Just as he was talking, a black bat suddenly flew down from the sky.

That's the "faith bat".

After reading the information, Azog was stunned for a moment, and then his face became furious.

Seeing this, Borg on the side couldn't help asking, "Father, what happened?"

"Damn Sauron, you actually want me to withdraw, impossible, absolutely impossible." Azog shouted angrily, and then his voice became gloomy, "I want to kill Sauron this time!"

Let's just say, with a big hand, the bat in his hand was directly squeezed into blood...