End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Old Mountain Dragon!

True to its name, it is a giant dragon the size of a mountain.

Its main feature is its overwhelming body shape, with a huge spire-like horn standing on the tip of its nose, and its carapace is covered with ferocious thorns, extending from its slender neck to its long tail.

When the four limbs are on the ground, the total length of the body is about 70 meters, and the total height is about 13 meters, and the ground can be shaken just by walking. With its huge size and extremely fast movement speed, everything around it will be destroyed by the earthquake-like impact when walking.

Therefore, it was dubbed the "walking natural disaster"!

When the old mountain dragon that Russell transformed into stood up with his strong hind legs supporting his body, everyone on the Palenno Plain looked over silently.

It's too huge. Such a huge body rushing into the battlefield is a devastating blow to both orcs and humans.

"Dragon!?"

"Then... is that a dragon?"

"Impossible, the last dragon died in Hegu Town, there are no more dragons in Middle-Earth..."

"The records are all deceptive, there is clearly a giant dragon!"

"..."

The plain was dead silent for a moment, and the pot exploded in an instant. In Middle-earth, the dragon is the invincible endorsement. The half-orc phalanx closest to Russell was defeated. After amazed, the body and mind were filled with fear. Tirith flees for his life.

Rumble———

Russell's transformed Laoshanlong stepped on the ground with its forelimbs and moved forward with its four limbs. At this moment, the roar became extremely intense, as if the whole earth was trembling.

How could the flesh and blood of an orc be able to stop the terrifying figure like a hill crushing him. Those who were slapped into a pulp with a paw, died tragically, but they were all over. Those unlucky ones, their muscles and bones were broken after being rubbed lightly, and they fell to the ground and wailed for a long time before they died in pain.

Because of his huge body, the impact movement comes with strong wind pressure, and he can cause huge damage without deliberately attacking. Russell simply worked hard, rampaging all the way on the plain, turning over the roofs of catapults. Wherever the orcs gathered, he went Where to drill.

Over the Palenno Plain, there were endless screams. Looking down from a high altitude, the square army formation like half-orc tofu cubes was out of shape, and there were black spots running for their lives everywhere. It was in chaos, like an ant-eater The beast rushed into the ant nest.

"What are you doing? Can two legs outrun a dragon? Get your weapons and go back to your formation!"

The leader of the half-orc legion drove a wolf and led a hundred-man squad to massacre with a knife. He suppressed the riot with the bloodiest means and gathered the remnants in a corner of the battlefield to rearrange their formation.

"Turn the catapult around and aim at the dragon. A dragon that can't fly is a bigger target. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Although the half-orc leader had limited hands and feet, he had a high prestige among the soldiers, and he gathered thousands of troops in a short while.

Russell stood up and saw this scene, raised his head and let out a high-pitched dragon chant, which resounded through the sky like thunder, startling thousands of half-orc armies to fight, and there was a hidden tendency to collapse again.

"Bastard, whoever dares to take a step back, I will kill him now."

Seeing Russell rushing forward, the corner of the leader's eyes twitched, suppressing his fear, and driving the wolf to the front.

"Catapult aiming!"

"put!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three huge rocks were thrown high, the leftmost one hit the air, and the remaining two hit the thorns on Russell's back directly.

Boom!

There were two muffled sounds, and the huge rock shattered in response, unable to even make Russell pause.

Each scale of Longshanlong has the hardness of a rock, and the pale gray hard shell is really the same as a mountain rock, but in fact, the hard shell is far harder than the rock.

During the long lifespan, the scales have absorbed substances such as dust and ore particles flying in the atmosphere, making the horny hard shell contain a large amount of metal components.

This is a moving iron lump, a big killer on the battlefield!

"Archers prepare, aim at the eyes of the dragon..."

"put!"

Seeing that the catapult is useless,

The army formation behind him became restless again, and the leader of the orc army hastily issued an order. He knew that if he didn't do something, the army on the plain would really be finished.

When the rain of arrows hit, Russell's transformed Laoshanlong opened his bloody mouth and let out a terrifying roar that shocked everything.

A hurricane rolled up on the flat ground, and hundreds of arrows seemed to have pierced into the quagmire. After half a second of stalemate, they bounced out one after another and landed in the army formation, screaming again and again.

The archer in the front row was blown down by the hurricane, bleeding from his mouth, obviously seriously injured. As for the leader of the legion, he rode on the wolf in a daze, motionless, and found that both he and the wolf were bleeding from seven orifices, and were shocked to death by the roar.

Russell didn't know that he had killed the local general, and his vision was different. There were ants all over the ground condescendingly, and he couldn't tell which ants were uglier and which were uglier.

He stood upright on his hind legs, trampled the leader of the orcs and the wolf into blood foam, and then swept across with his huge long tail. Wherever he passed, a large number of orcs were smashed to pieces and exploded into pieces.

The long tail swept again, the orcs only heard the whistling sound, and the black shadow came, and they didn't know anything in the next second.

After shooting most of these thousands of orcs to death, Russell ignored the rest of the deserters and rushed towards the next crowded gathering place. Probably because he felt that the lethality was not enough, he made a sideways trip to the ground and just rolled over.

The 70-meter-long metal mountain rolled on the ground. For a time, people couldn't look directly at the scene. Amid the rumbling vibrations, the screams of the half-orcs became even more horrific.

The giant dragon has been gaining power in Middle-earth for a long time, and the half-orcs have no fighting spirit to resist. Within two minutes after Russell stepped into the battlefield, he disintegrated the will of the Mordor army to the point of collapse.

On the walls of the capital, the defenders were stunned. This giant dragon that ravaged the battlefield and made half-orcs cry for their fathers and mothers seemed to be... one of our own! ?

The crushing killing made people's blood boil, and they couldn't help but want to scream, but the soldiers and civilians defending the city didn't dare, they were afraid that they would guess wrong.

Maybe this giant dragon is not one of his own, but just happened to pass by, and came to take a few steps when he saw someone fighting.

Therefore, it is safer to keep silent. In case it is really not one of them, and the shouting and shouting attract the attention of the giant dragon, who can stop it from destroying the king's capital!

On the other side of the iceberg, seeing the old mountain dragon rolling around, Gandalf and the Witch King of Angmar were both stunned.

"What's going on, there are still living dragons on Middle-earth?"

The Witch King was amazed. During the War of the Gods, Sauron's boss, Morgoth, created the dragon army. He felt that the dragon army in front of him was probably the descendant of a certain dragon, just like Smaug.

"Perhaps, we can win it over!"

The Witch King of Angmar didn't see Russell's transformation, so he made a rigorous deduction, thinking that he could take Lao Shanlong for his own use.

And Gandalf...

Although he also didn't see Russell's transformation, but the white-robed person told him that the old mountain dragon was Russell, and the way of killing enemies by rolling around was too coquettish, and ordinary dragons couldn't hold back their face.