Hearing Smaug's joking and taunting words, the man named Bard clutched the broken crossbow and was helpless for a moment.

How can ordinary humans be qualified to fight against the giant dragon at the top of the combat power pyramid on their own?

You must know that the Lonely Mountain, the lair where Smaug now lives, was once the greatest dwarf kingdom, possessing gold and silver jewelry that was coveted throughout Middle-earth, as well as a rigorous and powerful industrial chain.

But Smaug suppressed with absolute power, brutally slaughtered and expelled the dwarves, and occupied their territory and treasures. All tribes were eager for treasures, but they were all afraid of the dragon. For many years, no one came close to the Lonely Mountain.

He single-handedly defeated a country and burned down the human settlement of Valley Town at the foot of the mountain!

As a descendant of the leader of Riverdale Town, Bard is naturally very aware of the differences between them.

"Dad~"

At this time, a young man climbed up the wooden tower carrying a black arrow that looked like a spear.

Bard just wanted to blame his son for taking the risk, but when he saw the black arrow, a bold and crazy plan instantly emerged.

This black arrow has an extraordinary origin.

It was made by the dwarves of Gushan. It is completely black and has a strange shape. The arrows are hollow and twisted, resembling a genetic spiral.

The most important thing is that it is so sharp that it can even penetrate the scales of a giant dragon!

Years ago, Riverdale was attacked by Smaug. Bard's ancestors used black arrows to fight back and knocked off a piece of scale armor on the left chest. Just as they were about to use the last black arrow to kill it, Smaug struck first.

And this remaining black arrow has been passed down to Bard from generation to generation.

He has been waiting for the day when he can fulfill his ancestors' long-cherished wish!

At the moment, it is undoubtedly fate.

"Bain, stand in front and don't move." Bader asked his son to come to him and put the black arrow on his shoulder.

Then, Bard removed the string from the broken crossbow, tied both ends to the stakes of the wooden tower, and placed the tail end of the black arrow on the string.

In this way, a simple artificial ballista was formed.

Bard pulled hard, tightened the bowstring, and aimed again and again at the area where a scale was missing from Smaug's left chest.

This was undoubtedly a risky move, and the success rate was so low that even Bard, who had the attributes of a marksman engraved in his blood, was sweating a lot.

The raging fire completely ignited Changhu Town, and countless terrifying screams and wails impacted the brains of father and son.

"The ants' desperate resistance? No, no, no, human, you haven't recognized the reality yet. I am the great fire dragon Smaug. My scales are like indestructible armor. You and your children are so fragile that you will die if you pinch them. And

How dare you stand there and confront me!"

Perhaps it was because a dragon had lived alone for too long. In addition to the bad qualities of most evil dragons, Smaug was also an out-and-out arrogant talker. He would chat non-stop with his enemies if he was not careful.

No, it fell to the ground, and while taunting the enemy and showing off itself, it slowly walked towards Bard, not caring at all whether the only weak spot on its chest was exposed.

It embodies the word arrogance to its fullest!

As the wings and forelimbs crawled, the chest was fully exposed, and the black depression was also imprinted in Bud's eyes.

Buzz!

At this moment, Bard keenly let go of his hand and shot out the high-speed rotating black arrow.

Looking at the cold crossbow arrows, Smaug vaguely felt something bad, but the arrogance in his bones made him not make any precautions or avoidance, but opened his mouth and prepared to spit out dragon fire.

puff!

The dragon's flames had already reached the root of the throat, but the black arrow accurately hit the left chest first. The explosive force penetrated and was completely absorbed into the flesh and blood.

Bard's ancestors were obviously skilled and experienced marksmen, because the location of the missing scale was Smaug's heart.

"Roar--"

In an instant, Smaug raised his head and screamed. The unprecedented pain and the threat of death made him extremely frightened.

Without leaving a single word behind, it fluttered its wings and flew high, its strong desire to survive driving it away from this place.

Unfortunately, when it was as high as the clouds and mist, the broken heart also stopped beating for the last time.

Breathing stopped, eyes blurred, movements tired.

Two seconds later, Smaug's golden eyes were like extinguished candles, becoming dim and dull, turning into a lifeless dragon corpse.

Then, its huge body completely lost power and fell backwards to the earth.

The people who fled looked up at the same time, shock and joy creeping onto their cheeks.

"It's Bud!"

"Bard shot the dragon!"

Naturally, someone witnessed that shocking scene with their own eyes.

boom--

Smaug fell heavily.

Its heavy body hit a corner of Changhu Town, directly crushing several houses, and then sank to the bottom of the lake.

What seemed like a hasty and crude way of death was actually foreshadowed and destined to be killed by Bader.

At this point, the last dragon of the Third Age of Middle-earth has fallen and died!

But Bard became famous in just a few days, and the world called him the Dragon Slayer!

For many years after that, Smaug's body sank at the bottom of the Long Lake.

Even though its scales, muscles, bones, and teeth had many uses, and there were many gold coins and gems left on its body, no one had ever salvaged it, let alone cut it into pieces and sold it.

Because the dragon is an ominous sign, no one can guarantee whether it will be cursed after being contaminated. After the reconstruction, the people of Changhu Town even abandoned the large area where it fell and died, and did not have the courage to approach it.

…

Sixty years later.

Today, Changhu Town has been lifted out of poverty and has become rich, and people are living a prosperous and stable life.

Of course, the people of Lake Town themselves moved from Riverdale Town back then. After Smaug's death, some people followed Bard and moved back to Riverdale Town, which has superior terrain and prosperous buildings. Bard served as the King of Riverdale and after his death

The inheritance king is located in the descendants.

However, Changhu Town was not abandoned directly. The remaining people used the treasures in the Gushan Palace to rebuild it and it became an important waterway trade port.

Huhu~

The early morning river breeze carries the fresh smell of the dense forest and blows through this floating town.

An elderly woman opened the window on the third floor and took a deep breath of air with enjoyment.

Her eyes drifted to the water in the distance, which was where Smaug fell. Most of the surrounding houses had been demolished, leaving only a layer of wooden planks for people to walk on.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, looking at the deserted scene that is incompatible with Changhu Town, no one has set foot in it for a long time.

"I was only twelve years old at that time, and I became old in the blink of an eye. Thanks to Lord Bard, everyone has lived a good life. Now his grandsons have become the kings of the river valley. Time flies so fast."

The old woman said with emotion.

"The weather was fine a few days ago, and the sun was very dazzling. A few of us saw the corpse of the evil dragon on the cliff." An old man came over with a teapot. "The water in the lake was crystal clear, and its rotting corpse lay quietly on the river bed.

Above, the sunlight shines down, just like a piece of demonic amber, as if it is not dead, but dormant under the water, waiting for resurrection."

The old man was a well-educated man, and his composition of words and sentences was quite picturesque, which made the old woman beside him frown.

She hurriedly slapped his mouth and said, "Shut it now, don't say any bad words! It's dead with only bones left, how can it be resurrected!"

"I'm just talking nonsense, why do you take it seriously?" The old man quickly comforted his wife.

"Don't joke about this kind of thing. It's best if evil monsters like Smaug die." The old woman snorted.

The couple closed the window, turned around, and went to have breakfast.

A lively day in Changhu Town has begun again.

The fishermen drove their boats out of the port, and the guards who had been on duty overnight went home to catch up on their sleep.

Women and children walked through the streets and alleys, going to markets selling various goods.

Today's River Valley Town and Changhu Town both have good relations with the dwarves of the Gushan Kingdom and the elves of the Woodland Kingdom. With the help of these two awesome neighbors, it is difficult not to develop.

The long-term prosperity and peace have made people gradually forget the pain of history and reduced the sense of crisis.

Little did they know, the old man’s joke turned out to be a prophecy!

Hua Hua~ Hua Hua~

The sparkling lake surface was rippled with ripples, and plump fish sometimes jumped up and sometimes dived.

But there is a place where no living thing comes close.

In other words, they are afraid.

To the southwest of Long Lake Town, going straight to the bottom of the lake, Smaug's huge body lies buried here.

It has never been as quiet and kind as it is now in its life, and it looks very well-behaved and motionless.

The once shining red-gold scales have lost their luster and are as dull as dead old tree bark, while the flesh and blood and internal organs under the skin have long been rotten and fester. As long as they are touched by foreign objects, they will immediately melt into powder, leaving only the bones all over the body.

Still as hard as iron.
To be continued...