Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 138

The fierce waves are like tens of thousands of horses galloping, and the formation is huge. The black waves empty the cirrus clouds, and the sand, rocks and broken wood rush to the shore with the waves.

The night was blurry, and there was only a round of incomplete moon in the sky.

The sea was empty and cold, and the broken flags and sunken ships were drifting aimlessly, like lost souls.

A shadow covered the dim moonlight on the sea, and the shadow scattered from the high and far sky, reflecting a long and narrow trace.

Accompanied by the whistling of the wind, his wings cut through the night like silver sharp blades.

The figure is as huge as a tall war horse, and the silver wings can cover a war elephant. The scales are as bright as moonlight, and they are as shiny as silver scale armor.

The muscles between the feet are surging, and the blades of the claws are as sharp as daggers.

Caesar holds a little guy in his dragon claws.

The scales are pitch-black into the night, blood-red eyes, and a pair of fragile dragon wings fluttering in the wind.

Black Dragon - Balerion.

The pair of sharp claws held him tightly, preventing him from moving, but did they hurt his body.

He screamed at the white dragon with his fragile throat, expressing his anger.

But seeing the white dragon spit out a mouthful of raging flames, the scorching heat wave frightened Balerion's head could not help shrinking.

He was obediently at the mercy of Bailong, and he could feel that Bailong had no malice towards him.

On the beach, Caesar threw the black dragon and flew away.

Balerion's head was stuffed into the sand with a jerk. He was lying on his back with his belly facing the sky, his wings fluttered like a fish landing on the shore, and he jumped for a while.

Shaking off the mud and sand on his body, his angry Yitian roared.

But what answered him was nothing but a hollow wind.

He looked at the island in confusion.

After standing for a long time, he strode his feet and ran wantonly on the beach, occasionally picking up a shell or stone with his mouth.

Suddenly, I saw a strange thing in front of me, like a stone with feet.

This aroused Balerion's interest, and he swayed towards it with his fluttering wings, but the stone seemed to be frightened by his posture, and strode on his eight legs, stood up sideways and ran fast.

Bellerion chased after it with all his strength, and saw the eight-legged stone dive into the sea water in a flash.

The black dragon could only stand on the sandy shore and sway with the wind, unable to bark wildly.

Suddenly a turbid wave hit, and the young dragon was instinctively afraid of such things. He swayed and was about to run away to a higher place, but his feet couldn't run through the waves, and with a thump, Balerion was sucked into the sea. to go.

He drowned in the sea water, one after another bubbles came out of the water, following the kinetic energy of the waves, he was slapped on the shore by the waves, and the whole dragon collapsed to the ground half dead, hiccupping from time to time.

Balerion managed to lift himself up, but another wave of waves rushed over him.

With a grunt, the only sound in Heilong's ears was the sound of water. He gulped down the seawater, only feeling that the heat in his body was slowly extinguishing.

With a crash, the white shadow came like an arrow, dived into the sea, and held the little black dragon in its mouth.

Caesar threw the drowned dragon back to the shore.

The little black dragon's wings twirled a few times along with its body, and it lost consciousness.

Overnight, his nose arched slightly under the morning light, and then he broke away from the blood-red dragon eyes.

He turned over and flexed his wings.

The hunger in his stomach made Balerion feel weak for a while.

Swaying the dragon's head from side to side, he realized that there were several sea fish beside him. Naturally, he didn't know what it was, but he knew instinctively that it was edible.

This fish is there every day. After waking up in the morning, the fish will appear there on time.

He just wandered along the coast, running here and there every day, moving here and there, chasing the eight-legged stone monster from time to time.

When tired, lie down on the sand to rest.

He was basking in the sun on the beach, and suddenly felt that the light was covered by something. Bellerion opened one eye and looked, and the white figure was already standing in front of him.

His lines are strong and graceful, and his physique is tall, far exceeding the standard of dragons of the same age. His feet are strong and powerful, and his wings are broad.

The white dragon is holding a long creature between its dragon feet and sharp claws. It swings its body, exposing sharp teeth in its mouth, twists its body frantically, and bites the white dragon's scales with its teeth, but those seemingly sharp teeth can't speak to the white dragon. The dragon does a little bit of damage.

Caesar threw the big snake in front of Balerion, and then flew away, leaving only his back to look up.

The big snake smashed on the black dragon's body, twisting its body around him in a breath of anger.

Bellerion panicked, trying to break free with all his limbs and wings.

Its teeth pierced into the black dragon's body, and his fragile scales could not withstand such a sharp weapon at all, blood gushed out, and Balerion felt the pain for the first time.

In the midst of a crisis, the ferocity of the dragon was aroused. He raised his head and opened his mouth to bite the body of the big snake. The tough dragon teeth instantly penetrated the snake's flesh.

A dragon and a snake fought fiercely.

The battle was all in Caesar's eyes. In Caesar's eyes, this snake was nothing, not even an adult, but it was just right for Xiao Bei to train.

Seeing that Balerion was about to lose to the egg-eating snake, Caesar descended from the sky and slapped the snake dead with one paw.

In the next few days, Balerion's food changed from sea fish to various snakes, and every meal cost him a lot of energy.

Until this day, the white dragon directly arrested the little black dragon.

Caesar trained Balerion completely according to his own growth trajectory.

But now it was time for Balerion to get acquainted with the sky, Caesar rose into the air, and released the black dragon in the air.

Bellerion flapped the dragon wings in a panic, but he couldn't fly at all, and could only watch himself fall.

Before landing, he was caught by the white dragon again.

In the days that followed, the time for eating, drinking and having fun was no longer there. Every day, the damned white dragon would torture him in different ways, flying from time to time was normal.

Balerion was growing rapidly without knowing it. The white dragon brought him prey every day, let him experience the battle, let him adapt to the sky, the dragon crystal helped him digest, and all kinds of weird things.

Sometimes he is injured, and after eating some strange fruits, he will be fine the next day. The recovery power of the dragon is amazing. Even if the wings are broken, they can grow back after a period of recovery. Taking something that has a healing effect on the dragon will make the dragon recover faster.

Sometimes Bailong would bring back some strange stones, and after he swallowed them, he felt a mass of hot flow gathered in his body.

Blending with Cole's soul makes Bailong's wisdom extremely high.

He could even feel his connection to Cole and Balerion, for soul's sake.

Bellerion is Cole's contracted dragon, and he himself is the same soul as Cole, not a contract relationship.

(End of this chapter)