The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 114 Dragon Clan Machine Gun!

"..." Radil looked helplessly at the elven dragon writhing in Roland's hands, at a loss for what to do. Killing it would be too wasteful! Releasing it wouldn't be safe! Sealing it would be too troublesome! So, old man Radil simply stayed in Bengbu.

"Tsk tsk tsk! A spirit dragon!" Yun Feng's eyes gleamed with a green light, his greedy gaze almost rivaling that of Orochimaru from a certain movie.

"So what should we do with this guy?" Roland sighed. Who knew the system would give him such an uncontrollable thing.

"Is this the state of natural regression?" Wise Man Yunfeng looked at the little guy Roland was holding and said seriously.

"Probably!" Roland sighed helplessly.

"Hey, can you guys get her down here first? My elbows are killing me!" Roland was at his wits' end. Keeping this thing under control with his skills wasn't going to work! Right now, this little thing was constantly unleashing its dragon power to attack Roland's holy battle aura, making Roland's battle aura consumption extremely high.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Yun Feng nodded, and chuckled as he looked at Roland's sweating head.

"Roland, you're no good! It's only been a few minutes and your battle energy is already depleted?" Verway teased.

"Go to hell! How can a man say no?" Roland snapped instantly.

"Try using your third-tier battle aura to suppress a true dragon! You'll be tortured to death!" Roland said irritably, even though he was in such a miserable state, he was still making sarcastic remarks!

"Palm Imprint of Heaven and Earth!" Yun Feng opened his palm, and a dazzling six-pointed star array appeared in his palm, unleashing a unique pressure unique to a sixth-tier professional.

"Suppress!" Yun Feng said succinctly. A dazzling six-pointed star array floated out from his palm and absorbed the elf dragon into the center of the array. Visible streams of terrifying magic flowed within the six-pointed star array, transforming into magical patterns that swirled around the elf dragon.

"Seal!" With Yun Feng's thunderous shout, the magical runes floating around them surged towards the elven dragon, condensing into spells and magical chains that quickly wrapped around its body...

"Alright!" Yun Feng opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

"Smack!" Roland's hand loosened unconsciously, and the poor elf dragon slammed face down on the table with a smack.

"This..." Roland awkwardly reached out and helped the elven dragon up.

"No more movement?" Verway looked at Yun Feng in surprise. He had always thought that alchemists were basically useless in battle, but now it seemed they were still pretty awesome! Completely sealing the dragon power of a true dragon! He couldn't even do that!

"I have fulfilled my mission, Your Highness!" Yun Feng bowed slightly, the weariness in his eyes deeply hidden... The sealing skill "Palm Seal of Heaven and Earth" was arguably the strongest sealing skill for an alchemist. Although Yun Feng appeared calm and collected, if one could discern a person's total mana, they would know that Yun Feng's mana had quietly evaporated by more than half. "Hahaha! Congratulations, Your Highness! You've acquired a spirit dragon!" Radil stroked his long, white beard and laughed. The power of spirit dragons was incredibly useful when "slaughtering cubs." No one could question the terrifying destructive power spirit dragons could inflict on ordinary people or armies composed of low-level professionals! A young spirit dragon could completely wipe out the ordinary army of a kingdom; the title of "dragon machine gun" wasn't given lightly! Of course, there were many weapons that could counter spirit dragons... Spirit dragons had very poor defense; they were the only dragon race that could be killed by a heavy crossbow... Therefore, they were sometimes called the shame of dragons!
"Your Highness, this dragon still needs some proper training and nurturing! I just examined it, and the elemental attributes within its body are somewhat chaotic, likely a side effect of your forceful suppression using your skills. It needs to recuperate for a while." Yun Feng's lips curled into a smile, and his sword-like eyebrows relaxed, clearly delighted by this elven dragon. He wouldn't lack material for a long time to come.

Yun Feng flashed eight teeth, revealing what he thought was a kind smile, but in the eyes of the spirit dragon, his smile was more terrifying than that of a fallen evil dragon! After all, this seemingly kind human had sealed him away with a mere wave of his hand!

"Why don't you give me the elven dragon..." Vervier approached Roland with a shameless grin. After all, elven dragons and elves thrive together. The elven dragon absorbs the life force emanating from the elves, while the elves absorb the dragon's power in their daily lives. Over time, they will eventually become the legendary dragonborn! Elves learn more skills from the elven dragon, while the elven dragon needs to learn combat techniques!
"What are you thinking? If you want it, offer something of equal value in exchange!" Roland said irritably. He was a human, and the system had given him a spirit dragon out of the blue? This was truly outrageous!

"Look at how poor our tribe is, pick whatever's valuable for yourself!" Verway covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Then why are you still daydreaming?" Roland's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that the quasi-King of the grassland elves, Valve, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, had become so mercenary.

"Alright, I'm going out for some fresh air!" Verway said helplessly, looking at Roland's smug expression, his eyes practically bleeding with envy!
"Not bad, not bad! It's a bit miniature, but at least it's a real dragon, isn't it?" Roland consoled himself. Although there were no other pure-blooded elves besides the grassland elves in Stream City, the half-elves of Lordaeron could at least make do, since they met the growth requirements for elven dragons! Who could say that the half-elves of Lordaeron weren't elves? You have to remember that the Duchy of Lordaeron could once muster five dragon riders, which shows that the bloodline of the Lordaeron rangers was definitely suitable for the growth of elven dragons.

"Your Highness, I suggest you let her rest for a while! Let her willpower be tested, and remember not to break the seal casually! If she breaks out of her natural return state, that will be a problem!" Yun Feng instructed. If she breaks free of the seal, that would be a different story altogether.

"Be careful, it's alright. I must say, Your Highness, you're really lucky! This poor little guy must have used a spatial jump to get here, but he was suppressed by your sealing hand, and then completely sealed by the Sage Yunfeng! What luck! Tsk tsk tsk!" Radil exclaimed.

"Roar!" The little dragon in front of me roared, pushed off with its two front legs, spread its wings, and flicked its tail! It immediately stood up.

"..." Roland.

“…” Radil.

"..." Yun Feng.

"What is she doing?" Roland asked quietly.

"I didn't realize that..." Radil and Yunfeng muttered to each other. What is this? A dragon's roar? Meow? This poor kid probably hasn't recovered from the tragic fact of being sealed away.

"Hehehe! We're family now, let me give you a name! How about Smurf?" Roland said happily, looking at the colorful Smurf.

"I don't want to!" A clear voice rang out as the Smurf on the table protested vehemently, expressing its dissatisfaction with the ambiguous name.

(End of this chapter)