Game Of Thrones: I Became A Crown Prince For A Day
/ Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 489
Chapter 489 Gray Shadow: But he drew a pie for me
The blood beads are as red as jade, dripping into the cracks on the surface of the compass stone.
The blood spread quickly, spreading all over the stone plate along the cracks, coating it with a layer of red blood like a spider web.
The compass made up for its flaws, the blood-red spider webs glowed with red light, and every inch of the stone surface shattered and fell off.
Right in front of Rhaegar, it transformed into a simple gray disk at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The disc is not much different from the stone disc, it just looks newer.
The inscriptions and dragon patterns engraved on the surface are so vivid that they seem to dance when no one is watching.
The blood-red spider webs turned into blood vessel-like veins, intertwined among the dragon patterns.
A pointer is set in the center of the disc, with the tip of the missing corner shaking slightly, pointing to each dragon pattern.
Rhaegar observed carefully and tried to move the pointer.
A system prompt sounded in my ear.
“Congratulations, the Prophet's Relic has been activated, you have obtained...”
【Dragon Compass】
Level: Epic (Purple)
Function: Infected with the breath of the dragon, looking for disobedient partners
Evaluation: “A high-end dragon training tool, the life-long effort of a prophet.”
The disc was officially named, and the stone chips fell to the ground, turning into dust and blending into the earth.
Rhaegar held the disk, and his mind went blank for a second.
“Dragon compass, dragon training tool.”
The two words came into my mind and immediately occupied a high position.
Rhaegar was overjoyed and couldn't help but grin.
“I was looking for the dragon, and it took no effort to find it.”
Dragon training props are extremely precious, and each piece is priceless.
A relic used to explore the traces of dragons is simply a treasure given by God.
Just as he was about to activate the compass, a thunderous roar spread across half of Dragonstone Island.
A strong wind blew against the Stone Drum Tower, and the whole castle buzzed like a drum.
A pile of dust fell from the top of his head, and Rega immediately felt his eardrums vibrating, making him feel a little dizzy.
Hand out his arms to hug the dark dragon egg, he stood up unsteadily.
“The dragon's roar of the glutton.”
Rhaegar shook his head, alarm bells ringing in his heart.
Fortunately, the dragon's roar disappeared instantly.
Rhaegar moved quickly, stored the black dragon eggs, and ran forward with vigilance and compass in hand.
The greenhouse is built in the mountain, so there is no need to worry about the dragon eggs being damaged.
Just after running out of the closed stone door, the compass bloomed with a hazy halo.
A sudden change occurred, and Rhaegar hurriedly checked.
On the surface of the compass, the pointer rotates rapidly, circling the dragon patterns as if searching.
Dingle bell!
In front of Rhaegar, the pointer suddenly stopped. The needle tip covered the blood-red veins like a spider web, pointing to the original baby dragon pattern in the veins.
The young dragon is carved narrowly and looks like it is demonstrating with its fangs and claws.
The dragon's head with its dorsal fin is turned sideways, with a vertical pupil full of panic and fear.
Combined with the surrounding dragon patterns, it looks more like a useless struggle, eager to escape a glimmer of hope.
“Young dragon, where is it?”
Rhaegar stared at the compass, his mind racing.
There must be a reason for what the compass points to.
The pointer rotates again, and the blood-red spider web on the surface of the compass blooms with little red light.
Finally, it turned into a bunch of red light and attached to the pointer.
Click!
The compass made a soft sound, and the pointer paused on a pattern of a dragon returning to its lair.
Rhaegar's pupils narrowed and he immediately realized the key factor.
“Dragonstone, baby dragon!”
Looking at the continents of Westeros and Essos, the only place that can be called a dragon's nest is Dragon Mountain.
An active volcano that sleeps all year round.
“The glutton is arresting the baby dragon.”
Rega smiled wantonly and quickened his pace of running.
Without further ado, look for the young dragon first.
At the same time, Longshan.
The towering active volcano stands in the center of the island, with barren mountains extending for more than ten miles on the east and west sides.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, there are rugged rocks.
A black and red dragon shadow flashed past, accompanied by a sharp cry.
The dragon shadow flew very fast, a pair of red wings flapped out an afterimage, and it dived into the clouds and into the dense jungle.
With its small size, it shuttles like a big bird.
"Roar-"
Suddenly, the deep roar was like rolling thunder, breaking through the wind and covering everything.
Chirping…
Birds in the jungle were frightened, and small animals were running around, as if a natural disaster was coming.
A strong wind blew by, causing the leaves to dance wildly.
The sky is dark!
“Hiss…”
A black and red baby dragon raised its head in panic, its vertical pupils showing deep fear.
Over the jungle.
A huge beast that is as black as coal and as huge as a mountain, with dragon wings that cover the sky and the sun, soars in the sky.
Tick tock!
A trace of fishy ambergris saliva dripped and hit the branch of a towering ancient tree.
Zilala…
The branches corroded in an instant, and bursts of white smoke emitted.
Soon it spread across the entire ancient tree, grinding away a layer of bark and turning it into a bare dead tree.
The glutton's vertical pupils are indifferent, flashing with madness and cunning, like a killing machine with autonomous consciousness.
It enjoys the desire to hunt.
The black and red young dragon screamed pitifully. One side of its wings was stained with a drop of hot ambergris, and it struggled to roll and crawl.
The body rolled on the wet soil, and the scales rubbed against the dirt and stones, leaving scars.
After a while, a shallow ravine was plowed into the ground.
The black and red baby dragon lay on the ground, moaning dejectedly, and tried to wave its two dragon wings.
After struggling for a long time, I always feel like something is wrong.
The black and red young dragon was confused and held up two dragon wings to look back and forth.
One dragon wing is intact, only covered with some dust.
The other one burned a hole the size of a fist.
“Gah!”
The black and red baby dragon opened its vertical pupils wide and screamed in terror.
Young dragons are small in size, only as big as an ordinary domestic dog.
It has black scales all over its body, red dorsal fins grow on its neck and tail, and its wing membranes are bright blood red. The dragon's head is not menacing, but its horns and crown are majestic.
A pair of wild white fangs, paired with quirky amber vertical pupils.
If Viserys were here right now and saw this wild young dragon, he would definitely exclaim: "Balerion is reincarnated!"
This young dragon looks too much like the fallen Black Death.
More similar in spirit than the glutton, who is also a black dragon.
"Roar-"
Suddenly, the strong smell of ash wafted in, and a huge shadow completely enveloped the jungle.
“Hiss?”
The black and red young dragon's body froze, and the dragon's head slowly lifted up like a machine.
Amber vertical pupils were full of fear, staring at the giant beast above their heads.
Pitch-black scales, cold eyes, unparalleled murderous intent...
"Roar…"
A low growl squeezed from the throat is enough to scare weak animals to death.
The young black and red dragon was stunned for a moment, helplessly raising its wings and hugging itself tightly.
The sky is like night, covering all sunlight.
All he could see was a pair of faint vertical pupils as pale as will-o'-the-wisp.
Stare at it!
Stone Drum Tower.
“Prince, be careful!”
Ser Robert, the acting city lord, panted heavily and chased him all the way out of the castle gate.
A group of dragon guards followed closely.
“Leave me alone, tighten the information blockade on the coastline!”
Rhaegar held the compass and ran excitedly.
After a few steps, we stepped onto the long stone bridge.
The sea of clouds is floating around you, and you can always listen to the rhythm of the wind and waves.
He lowered his head and the pointer spun wildly.
However, every pause of rotation points to Longshan behind the long stone bridge.
“A young dragon in the wild, don't run away.”
Rhaegar was overjoyed and sought guidance.
He predicted that young dragons would appear on Dragonstone.
The abnormal behavior of the glutton is probably due to staring at the young dragon wandering around.
“Don't become an appetizer that fills your teeth!”
Well aware of the cruel nature of gluttons, Rhaegar speeded up and prayed silently.
It depends on whether he gets there first or the young dragon is more unlucky.
“Hiss!”
Just as he was thinking about it, the sea of clouds surged, and the gray-white dragon shadow was hidden in it.
Rhaegar was startled by the sight and beamed with joy: "Gray Shadow, come out!"
There is only one gray-white scaled dragon in the entire continent of Westeros.
“Hiss!”
Hearing the familiar call, the gray shadow poked out the dragon's head from the sea of clouds, searching back and forth furtively.
Rhaegar stopped, opened his arms wide, and said with a smile: "Don't look, it's just me."
The gray shadow drooped its dragon head, emerged from the sea of clouds in disappointment, and landed slowly and proportionally.
boom-
Stepping on the parapets on both sides of the long stone bridge with both feet, the slender body lowered itself and stretched out a pair of thin and flexible oversized dragon wings.
“Good guy, do me a favor.”
Lei Qi stepped forward and asked: "The journey is too far, please take me to fly around."
Shigu Tower is less than ten kilometers away from Longshan.
It is just a long bridge with stone steps, and there are people climbing up and down.
By running over with one pair of feet, the young dragon might have almost digested it.
“Hiss!”
The gray shadow did not refuse, and stretched out the dragon's neck glumly to allow his good friend to get on the dragon's back.
The dragon's lair at God's Eye Lake was too boring, so it sneaked back to Dragonstone Island.
Smell the smell of the dragon-eating species, and came specifically to see Rhaegar.
Let's take a look at Rhaegar's baby.
Unfortunately, the baby is not here.
Rhaegar climbed on the dragon's back, patted the delicate scales, and comforted him: "When my child grows up, if you like him, take the initiative to take him to the sky."
The gray shadow neighed and looked back at him suspiciously.
Rhaegar was very cheeky and continued to draw pictures: "You are so beautiful, even children will like it."
“Gah!”
Upon hearing this, Gray Shadow immediately became more energetic and showed off his figure with his head held high.
It is indeed not ugly, and its appearance is very impressive.
At least it is much more eye-catching than the ugliness of the sheep thief and the horror of the glutton.
It has a soft, soft persimmon feeling.
Rhaegar suppressed his uneasy conscience and urged: "Hurry up, let's save a young dragon, just like I saved you."
“Hiss!”
Hearing that the dragon-eating species wanted to eat the dragon, the gray shadow boss was not happy and took off in a hurry.
Rhaegar adjusted his sitting position and hugged the cool dragon's neck.
Gray Shadow has a firm belief and his flying speed continues to increase.
The dragon's body is inherently slender, and when flying at high speed, it looks like a shuttle, with its two wings controlling its direction.
A cup of tea.
One person and one dragon flew across the long stone bridge and arrived at the dense jungle inside Longshan.
“Hiss!”
The gray shadow screamed, smelling the strong smell of ash, and landed in an open space warily.
Rhaegar picked up the compass and saw a pool of blood on the ground.
Jumped off the dragon's back, picked up a piece of blood-stained soil and rubbed it.
The smell is very strong and the soil is still warm.
Proof that the young dragon did come and was injured.
Rhaegar looked around and saw no trace of the glutton's footsteps. He smiled and said, "Big guy, you have grown so big for nothing. It's not convenient for you to catch small things."
The glutton is so big that it measures more than 140 meters from end to end.
A young dragon is only so big that it can only survive about 1 meter.
In such a narrow environment, it is really difficult to arrest.
“Hiss!”
The gray shadow propped its wings on the ground, jumping up and down, with the tip of its tail pointed at the towering Longshan Mountain.
It smelled it.
Where the smell of dragon-eating species drifts all the way.
Rhaegar did not hesitate, turned over and rode on the dragon's back.
“Gray shadow, speed up.”
Just because the young dragon has temporarily escaped the disaster, it does not mean that it will survive forever.
Glutton is a big bad dragon with a bad personality.
Not only do they covet the eggs and bodies of the same kind, but they also enjoy the thrill of hunting.
The baby dragon did not die in the jungle. It was most likely a glutton playing a game of cat and mouse.
(End of this chapter)
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