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

Chapter 598 Orion Family

Time flies and three days pass.

The sea of ​​smoke was shrouded in mist and strange howls were heard everywhere.

The patter...

A heavy rain suddenly came down, the raindrops were icy cold.

"Hiss-"

With a muffled roar like thunder, the charcoal-black dragon wings stirred up the rolling dark clouds.

Rhaegar, soaking wet, looked down at the fleet below.

Twenty warships accelerated their progress, approaching a cliff hidden in the mist.

"Come closer, man."

Rhaegar's eyes were solemn and he prayed silently in his heart.

After three days of calm sailing, the fleet crossed the vast Sea of ​​Smoke and arrived at the other side of ancient Valyria.

It must be a place guided by the dragon soul.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, azure flames emerged from the dark clouds and a sharp and piercing roar was heard.

"Greedy, quick!"

Rhaegar looked up suddenly and saw a blurry shadow of a dragon.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton's green vertical pupils were sharp, and it roared and broke through the thick clouds.

crackling——

The rain was getting heavier, accompanied by silvery white lightning.

"Hiss..."

A streak of azure dragon flame flashed across the sky and hit the side of the giant black dragon's neck.

With a bang, the Glutton tilted its dragon head.

"Hiss..."

A dark blue dragon shadow flashed by, dived down from the clouds like a bat, and dived into the chaotic sea level.

However, this move angered a giant beast.

White smoke came out of the Glutton's neck as it was wet in the rain, and his vertical pupils were filled with rage.

The heavy rain washed away the black scales without any damage.

But the pain and humiliation are real, constantly stimulating the wrath of the Wild Dragon King.

"Silence, glutton!"

Rhaegar was a little nervous, not expecting the young dragon to dare to attack.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton swung its dragon head and swooped down with its huge body, chasing the tiny blue dragon shadow.

"Control yourself!"

Rhaegar's face changed slightly and he pulled the saddle rope hard.

The Glutton glanced at the rider and dived faster, with a mouthful of dark green dragon flame accumulating in his throat.

A dessert that only fills the gap between teeth dares to attack it.

First, withstand the dragon flame.

crackling——

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark rain curtain.

The blue dragon revealed its true appearance and glided close to the sea level.

Rhaegar took a closer look, with surprise in his eyes.

The young dragon has dark blue scales all over its body and silvery-white wing membranes, like a seagull in a storm.

It has a well-proportioned body and flies steadily and powerfully.

The dragons come in different shapes and sizes, with slight differences depending on their talents.

Such as the Glutton, Vhagar, and Vermithor, they are all huge beasts with sturdy bodies.

Dreamfire, Silverwing, and Tesserion have well-proportioned bodies and are better at flying and are more flexible.

In addition, Yang Yan is quite special, with a slender body shape which is rare in the family history.

The characteristics of this dragon are its long neck, slender body and extraordinary endurance.

There are only two similar dragons in total.

Meraxes, one of the three founding dragons, and his descendant Silver.

Unfortunately, both silver-scaled dragons have fallen, leaving the golden Yangyan alone.

Of course, Korakhiu is in a class of his own.

In the family's brief history, there has never been a giant dragon as slender as a snake. At first glance, it looks like a fire dragon insect with wings.

"Hiss..."

The blue and green creatures screamed and sped across the sea.

A dragon-eating creature that exudes a foul odor is enough to scare the dragon to death.

If you don't run faster, you will die.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton swooped down first, its huge body covering the tiny young dragon, and the huge mouth of the abyss slowly opened.

boom--

Dark green dragon flames fell from the sky, drifting down like ashes, forming a misty firefly.

Every spark that touched the rain melted into burning white smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the pungent smoke turned into a mushroom cloud.

Most of the dark green dragon flame continued to fall, hitting the young dragon at a rapid speed.

"Hiss..."

The young dragon screamed miserably, and the dragon flames that had penetrated its bones and maggots stuck to its scales, quickly igniting a huge fire.

The glutton had ferocious green eyes, and his huge body swayed from side to side, with his mouth wide open, ready to devour.

"Hold on, glutton!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lei pulled the saddle rope harder to adjust the direction.

Without the dragon taming whip in hand, it is really difficult to deal with an angry dragon.

"Wake up!"

Rhaegar shouted loudly, his black robe rustled, and he transformed into a dragonborn.

Black scales and horns appeared on its forehead, and black flames swirled around its body.

The glutton was forced to raise its head, flap its wings, change its route, and let go of the snack that was about to be eaten.

"be honest!"

Rhaegar took a tough stance and manipulated the saddle ropes to force the dragon to fly towards the cliff.

At this time, the fleet had docked and was looking for a passage to land.

"Hiss..."

The young blue dragon escaped the disaster and disappeared into the night without stopping.

The Glutton's green vertical pupils were filled with unwillingness. He shook his dragon head violently and let out a low roar.

"landing!"

Rhaegar was not polite and wrestled with the saddle rope tightly.

After a fierce fight, the Glutton roared irritably, folded its wings and landed on the cliff.

A good dragon never suffers a loss in front of it.

Sooner or later, I have to taste the dragon flavor.

"Humph!"

Rhaegar snorted coldly and looked back at the disappearing young dragon.

There is only land beneath its feet, and the young dragon has no place to run to.

It’s not too late to look for it after the heavy rain stops.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Korakxiu stretched his neck and neighed, then flew over the steep cliff first, spewing dragon flames to illuminate the night sky.

In the rainy night, a charred, ruined city appeared.

crackling——

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the city-state was being washed by heavy rain, which made it look a bit eerie.

Crackling...

Suddenly, several crooked arrows were shot out, aiming at Korakshu in mid-air.

"Hiss!"

Korak lowered his head and was about to flap his wings to dodge, but the hidden arrow was blown away by a gust of wind.

The tattered arrow was like a randomly broken branch.

Damon's expression changed slightly, and he pulled out the Dark Sister: "Be alert, there are people in the city!"

"Hiss-"

The Glutton had just landed when he suddenly took off upon hearing the news and pounced into the ruined city-state covered with scorched earth.

Rumbling--

The ground shook slightly and a sound came from the corner.

"Dragon Flame!"

Rhaegar's face was cold as he gave the order.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton spewed out a breath of dragon flame, and a column of dark green fire swept across the collapsed city wall, turning the rainy night into a green purgatory.

In the light of the fire, a tattered flag was stuck on the wall.

Rhaegar glanced at it, his pupils shrinking slightly.

It was a giant dragon soaring in the sky, its wings spread like an eagle, and it tilted its head as if it was about to fly into the sky.

As the dragon flames rushed past, the flag swayed and fell.

Suddenly, several hunched figures emerged from the corner.

Ragged clothes, silver hair roots.

But his movements were strange, either he was limping or he couldn't straighten his back.

Rhaegar was slightly distracted, and said in disbelief: "Family of Orion?"

……

Across the Narrow Sea, Pentos.

On a dark night, the sky is dotted with stars.

It is autumn now and the weather is getting colder.

The cool night wind blew, shaking the clusters of bonfires on the sea.

Wuwuwu——

A fleet flying a golden scale returned with its flag burnt to tatters, clearly a defeated army.

"Speed ​​up, we're almost at the port!"

A commander with gray-hemmered curly hair shouted loudly, tears of excitement welling up in his eyes.

By the Lord of Light, no one could understand his fear.

That ugly brown dragon burned the purple fleet of Braavos, and the entire Crab Bay was filled with wailing and charred corpses.

"Hurry up!"

The commander's voice almost broke, his whole body trembling.

call--

Just then, a sharp night wind blew over and blew out the torches on the warships.

Suddenly, the commander tensed up and slowly raised his head stiffly.

A pair of amber vertical pupils stared coldly from top to bottom.

"Hiss!"

Cobalt blue dragon flame condensed, dispelling the darkness above.

Tesarion's pupils were erect and grim, and he flapped his wings and stayed in the air.

"Dragon Flame!"

The boy's order was given, cutting through the pitch-black night.

"Hiss!"

Tessarion was not polite at all, and dragon flames erupted instantly.

"what!!"

The commander was very unfortunate. His head and face were burned by the dragon flames. He covered his head and wailed in pain.

Within a few seconds, the twitching body became stiff and motionless.

The rest of the sailors were frozen in place, waiting for death from the dragon.

(End of this chapter)