Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 592 Dragon Skeleton Pit
"What's the situation? How many people were lost?"

Rhaegar said nervously.

The eruption of the submarine volcano, coupled with the sudden storm, was a devastating disaster.

Unexpectedly, the sea snake said thankfully: "Two warships were destroyed, and the casualties were no more than 500 people."

"No more?"

Rhaegar was suspicious and asked, "This is the land of long summer. How did we get here?"

For a storm this big, the damage was surprisingly minimal.

Besides, the land under our feet is most likely a place of long summer, so it was too smooth.

"Your Majesty, the other ships have varying degrees of damage, and the sailors are doing their best to repair them."

The sea serpent answered every question, then looked at the pitch-black beast crawling on the hillside and said admiringly: "The storm was too strong at that time, thanks to your dragon for finding the direction and spewing dragon flames to guide the fleet."

The pitch-black wings tore through the thick dark clouds, and the dark green dragon flames cut through the dense fog.

The fleet followed the dragon's trajectory and luckily found this lost continental plate.

When Rhaegar heard this, he looked back at the glutton who was pretending to be asleep, and he couldn't help feeling relieved.

This trouble-making dragon-eating species always takes the lead at critical moments.

"Roar……"

The Glutton closed his vertical pupils and greedily absorbed the fire magic in the air, spewing out hot air from his nostrils with every breath.

Seeing this, Rhaegar did not disturb the big guy, but signaled the sea snake with his eyes to go away.

There are vast grasslands all around, and the breeze blows through the grass, causing ripples.

The sea snake walked a distance away, half-knelt on the ground devoutly, scooped up a handful of soil, put it in front of its nose and sniffed it deeply.

Land once owned by ancestors.

After more than two hundred years, the ancient bloodline finally set foot here again.

"I have always dreamed of having a tenth voyage."

Rhaegar was lost in thought, and the sea snake's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Looking down, I saw the sea snake's dark face slightly raised, its tiger eyes sparkling with tears, and it said in a deep voice: "Being able to set foot on this land is greater than the previous nine voyages in my life."

Even if I have been to "Asia" in the east of the world and entered the glaciers in the far north of the world.

Nothing is more meaningful than looking for a place with long summer.

Rhaegar helped the injured sea snake up and said in a strong voice: "We are not only coming here, but also bringing back the treasures left by the ancestors."

Only in this way can we justify all the thrilling twists and turns.

"You're right."

The sea serpent regained his stern seriousness and picked up the broken dragonstone rubble. "Daemon rode a bloodworm to explore the snowy peaks and dug up a site above ground."

The old rubble in his hand was a relic picked up from outside the ruins.

Rhaegar took the dragonstone rubble. It was cold and rough to the touch. It was obvious that it had been there for too long and had suffered external damage.

"Take me to have a look. Don't miss any of the ruins."

Especially the ruins near the Snow Peak and Fire Peak, only the Dragon King family is qualified to build them.

"Should we call Damon?"

The sea snake was very cunning and thought, "Your dragon is in hibernation. It would be safer to call him and Korakshu."

Rhaegar glanced back at the Glutton and saw that he had no intention of opening his eyes.

After thinking it over again, Korakxiu flew over the snow-capped peaks and headed for the towering fire peaks shrouded in mist.

"No need, the ruins above ground will not be in any danger."

Rega thought it over and said calmly: "It will be easier to dig out more secrets if we act separately."

Fire Peak is more dangerous, and Damon is willing to be a pawn.

It won’t be too late to take collective action after we have searched this continental plate thoroughly.

The sea snake hesitated for a moment and said, "The damage to the fleet varies. We need to stay here for a while, so there is no rush."

After that, he dispatched a team of sailors to look for wood and headed for the snow-capped peaks.

……

Not long after a group of people left, a rustling sound was heard on the grass.

The empty hillside was filled with the smell of ashes.

"Hurry up, don't be lazy."

A group of shirtless sailors were walking towards us from a distance, carrying a thick pine log on their shoulders.

The grassland is vast, but the trees are sparse.

You have to run to the foot of the snow-capped mountains to find usable wood.

"Roar……"

The glutton suddenly opened his vertical pupils, as if sensing something, and stretched his neck to stare at the towering fire peak whose true appearance could not be seen clearly.

Boom——

The huge body slowly stood up, and the wings pointed forward to crush the green grass.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton opened his dragon mouth grimly, spread his wings and flew into the air.

The sailors were passing by the hillside, and were blown to the ground by the strong wind caused by the dragon's wings, and were hit by the pine trees.

"dragon!!"

A sailor shouted in panic, looking at the giant black dragon moving further away.

The rest of the sailors were all terrified by the giant dragon, and their legs were shaking uncontrollably.

……

the other side.

Rhaegar climbed the steep ridge, getting closer and closer to the snowy peak.

Fortunately, the grassland is not far from the snow peak, especially where the glutton landed.

A round trip takes about a day and a night.

"Your Majesty, the sun in this land is no different than in Westeros."

The sea snake raised its hands to block the sunlight and looked around at the unfamiliar environment.

Rhaegar looked up and saw the sun hanging high in the sky, shining through the white clouds.

I stretched out my hand to try it, and it would be a little hot if exposed to the sun for a long time.

"The name of the Land of Long Summer comes from the fact that it is summery all year round and the land is fertile and good at producing grain."

A line of sweat broke out on the sea snake's forehead, and he said with emotion: "The temperature is indeed higher than that of ordinary places."

In terms of climate alone, it is slightly better than the summer sea.

Perhaps only the Summer Islands, which are hot all year round, can be compared.

No wonder Lys was known as a "resort", attracting the Dragon King to conquer and rule.

Rhaegar squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the dazzling sun and the seashore where the fleet was anchored.

Stand high and see far.

There was a golden sandy beach on the seashore, strewn with broken shellfish left behind by the waves.

The fleet was anchored nearby, shrouded in a thick fog that made it impossible to see clearly.

Looking further out to sea, all that was left was the rolling grey mist, returning to the dangerous sea of ​​smoke.

Rhaegar remembered the route on the map and said carefully, "Based on the land plates after the collapse of ancient Valyria, we estimate that we are located in the remnant of the Fourteen Fire Peaks."

After the Doom, Old Valyria was split into one continent and several fragments.

The most fertile land of Changxia is the main continent under their feet. It is characterized by flat terrain, many lands and plains.

The most serious division is the coastal area where the Dragon Kings live, also known as the core of the Free Fortress Empire.

That piece of land borders the Fourteen Fire Peaks and is subject to the greatest destructive force.

It was exploded into three small land plates and an unknown number of scattered islands.

In the middle of the two main land masses is the terrifying sea of ​​smoke that was formed after the continent split into two.

Rhaegar's thoughts turned, and he made a bold guess: "Old Valyria was destroyed, and the Fourteen Fire Peaks almost collapsed. The peak in the mist may be the one that survived."

As he spoke, he looked towards the thick fog that hid the snow-capped peaks.

If you explore it carefully, you may get unexpected gains.

"Your Majesty, I found a stone tablet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sailors who were exploring the way ahead shouted loudly and worked together to move out a broken stone slab.

"Go over and have a look."

Rhaegar's spirits perked up, and he immediately quickened his pace.

The closer you get to the snow-capped peaks, the scarcer the green grass becomes.

The barren hillside is covered with charred marks and gray-black stalactites that are the result of solidified magma.

Rhaegar stepped on it and it shattered with a crackling sound, as if he had stepped into a piece of scorched earth burned by dragon flames.

"His Majesty."

The sailor's face was full of tension, and the irregularly formed stone slabs were placed on the ground.

Rhaegar waved his hand casually and leaned over to examine the slab.

It was covered with pitch-black dirt, and the whole thing looked like it had been smashed, and it felt warm and rough to the touch.

"Clean it up."

The sea snake frowned.

The sailors did not dare to delay and scraped the surface of the stone slab with machetes to remove a layer of stubborn fly ash.

After a few seconds, lines of handwriting appeared.

Rhaegar recognized it immediately. It was High Old Valyrian.

His fingertips gently stroked past, and his lips moved slightly: "Two hearts come from the same place, the embers of the fire peak..."

"This is the ancient oath of the Dragon Kings."

The sea serpent had a serious look on his face.

Rhaegar nodded. He was certainly familiar with this.

Going further down, there are some severely damaged words, and the content is almost unrecognizable.

Rhaegar frowned and wiped the ashes from the bottom of the slab.

Suddenly, two patterns emerged.

Next to a simple carved volcano, there are two totems standing opposite each other.

A giant dragon with its head and tail facing each other, circling in a closed loop.

The dragon has a strong body and an exceptionally long and slender tail.

A giant dragon is soaring with its wings spread out, its wings like an eagle, and its head tilted as if it is about to fly into the sky.

Two giant dragon totems stand opposite each other, sandwiching the volcano in the middle.

The sea serpent pointed to the totem of the giant dragon with outstretched wings and said with certainty, "This is the Orion family. I once saw a breastplate left by the Orion Dragon King in the Masked Sacrifice Temple in Qohor."

There is an identical totem on the breastplate.

Rhaegar glanced at him and pointed to another one. "It's the totem of House Bellerys. It's probably proof of the marriage between the two families."

The dragon's tail is long and thin, and only the second son's trickster has this appearance.

The sea snake analyzed carefully: "If so, the ruins in front are likely built by one of the Dragon Kings."

The Dragon King family of old Valyria acted in an overbearing manner, one could even say they were domineering.

Not only was slavery implemented, but colonization and the construction of fortresses were also the norm.

Rhaegar stood up and clapped his hands, saying, "It's not worth it. Let's get to the ruins before dark."

Give an order and the team will speed up.

……

The sun rises and sets.

At the foot of the snow-capped peaks.

click-

Rhaegar, wearing a black robe, crushed the frost on the ground with one foot.

Looking up, the snow-capped peaks tower into the clouds like a giant sword.

"It's so cold!"

Rega exhaled and quickly condensed white mist.

"Your Majesty, please come quickly!"

Suddenly, the sea snake shouted from behind, unable to hide its excitement and horror.

Rhaegar turned around quickly and slid down the hillside covered with a thin layer of snow without saying a word.

A place where the snow is hard to hide, under a ridge that avoids snowfall from the snowy peaks.

The land was charred black, with ruins scattered everywhere.

The sea snake moved the broken stone wall aside and looked around with a tense expression.

Lei Jia ran over, the hot air he exhaled no longer frozen, and the coldness gradually faded away.

click-

I wasn't paying attention and stepped on something and broke it.

"what is this?"

Rhaegar lowered his head and his pupils shrank slightly.

There was a pile of rubble under my feet, hiding a pitch-black skeleton.

The bones are slender, like the skeleton of a cat or dog.

It is not the burnt black color, but its essence is black.

Rhaegar bent down and flicked it, and the familiar feeling of dragon bone came to his mind.

After clearing away the rubble, a small dragon skull with horns was dug out.

With a complicated expression, Rega picked up the dragon skull which was not as big as a ball.

"Your Majesty, there is also this place."

The sea snake looked heavy-hearted and moved aside to avoid being seen.

The ruins are of a majestic hall, the roof of which suffered a serious collapse and the walls on all four sides are incompletely broken.

Rhaegar glanced up and clenched his hand around the dragon skull in vain.

Chen Heng, a giant dragon skeleton that was seventy or eighty meters long and as black as ink, fell in the middle of the dilapidated ruins.

Look around again.

Several dragon skeletons of varying sizes are buried throughout the ruins, most of them in ruins and badly eroded by wind and snow.

Rega saw the skeleton of a dragon lying on the edge of the wall. It was over forty meters tall, with its entire body broken from the cervical vertebrae.

The dragon head was propped up on the broken wall, its hollow eye sockets facing the sky, revealing an inexplicable sadness.

This is actually a desolate tomb of a giant dragon.

(End of this chapter)