Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 583

Chapter 583 The Perseverant Yang Yan

That night.

Slaver's Bay, Meereen.

The patter...

A heavy rain whipped up a storm at sea, and the entire bay was plunged into torrential rain.

The half-repaired slave city-state is shrouded in an inextricable dark cloud.

Pyramids and arenas, no matter their size or belonging, are all bonfires that ignite oppression.

"Hiss~~"

In the ruins, golden flames swayed, and restless dragon roars sounded.

Yang Yan drooped his wings and lay on the pile of bones of his enemies and goats. His gorgeous scales faded away, and the wet wing membranes began to heal.

crackling—

A thunder struck down, and silver light illuminated half of the sky.

"Hiss!"

Yang Yan suddenly raised the dragon's head, supported the ground with his wings, and struggled to crawl out of the mud mixed with bones and ashes.

Immediately, the golden eyes looked towards the direction of Westeros.

Great Pyramid.

"Prince."

The corridor was dimly lit by candles, and Damon was pacing in a loose nightgown, completely ignoring the slaves' greetings.

"Hiss...ga..."

Suddenly, the sharp dragon roar spread like a sound wave, accompanied by a warning of being strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

Damon raised his eyebrows and walked to a window with a gloomy face.

The dark clouds were connected to the city, and only the icy rain remained in the darkness.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

A golden dragon flew high into the sky, twisted and unbalanced, and flapped its wings and screamed in pain.

Damon's eyes narrowed and he murmured in a low voice: "The dragon is frightened."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room to get his sword.

He had a premonition that Slaver's Bay was going to be destroyed.

"Hiss...ga..."

In the large arena, Corakxiu lay on the ground, stretched his neck and roared at the black iron gate.

The seemingly normal neighing was actually intimidating Xiao Xiao outside.

Boom boom boom…

After a fierce fight and screams, the black iron gate was violently broken open.

"Come in quickly!"

Gray Worm was covered in blood, and there was a crack in the black spiked helmet.

"Hiss..."

Corakxiu's eyes flashed fiercely, and the scarlet dragon flames accumulated deep in his throat.

"Quiet!" Gray Worm was frightened. He raised his spear and buckler high to show his kindness, swallowed his saliva and said, "No dragon flames!"

He came to rescue, not to die.

Hearing the sophisticated Valyrian language, Corakxiu hesitated for a moment, and the dragon's kiss slowly closed.

"Huh!~" Gray Worm let out a heavy breath, thankful to participate in feeding the dragon every day.

"Stop and open the floodgates!"

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, there was a chaotic shouting outside.

A deep magnetic voice immediately attracted the attention of Gray Worm and the bloodthirsty giant worm.

"Get out of the way, be careful of the dragon flame coming."

Daemon had a cold face, wearing leather armor and holding a long sword, and knocked away the Unsullied who blocked the road.

"Hiss..."

Seeing the arrival of the driver, Corakxiu's eyes softened a bit and he let out a threatening hiss.

Daemon strode over and asked face to face: "The lights in Meereen are on. What's going on!?"

"Prince, I just learned the news."

Gray Worm wiped the blood stains on his face and said seriously:

"The craftsmen, scholars, women and children of the three slave city-states were relocated. The wise master, together with the saints and monks who were left behind, incited the anxious slaves to start this long-planned riot."

Damon's face darkened, and he wanted to ask the other party how he defended the city-state, but when trouble came, it was useless to say this.

"Do you still have the dock?"

Damon's war mind was working and he immediately grasped the key.

Gray Worm nodded vigorously: "A team of hundreds has been controlling the banks of the Skadan River."

"Gather your forces, take your people and withdraw."

Damon ordered coldly, and then rode the dragon prepared in advance.

"What about the city-state?"

Gray Worm looked hesitant and hesitated: "And you..."

Don't know what to say.

The exploration of the Sea of Smoke failed, and the prince returned to Meereen alone and with one dragon, which spawned many rumors throughout Slaver's Bay.

Some people say that no one can come out of the smoke alive, and that the bloodthirsty giant insect will surely die.

More rumors are about the state of the dragon.

Rumors spread throughout Meereen that the prince was so frightened by the Sea of Smoke that he fled back on Corakxiu with his tail between his legs.

When it landed in the city, the giant scarlet dragon fell down in embarrassment, dripping with scarlet dragon blood.

Damon stepped on the ladder with one foot and said indifferently: "Take care of yourselves, Slaver's Bay has lost its value."

"Hiss...ga..."

Corakxiu has a mind-to-heart connection with its driver, its broad wings support the ground, and its body is swaying like a snake as it rises into the air.

In front of the army of the Unsullied, he disappeared into the dark rain.

"Abandon the city."

Gray Worm murmured to himself, repeating in his mind the moment when Corakxiu rose into the sky.

A three-foot-long jagged wound was cut on the snake-like slender lower abdomen, and dragon blood would ooze out with large movements.

As the commander of the Meereen garrison, he knew best whether the rumors were true.

That bloodthirsty giant insect was indeed seriously injured.

Otherwise, those wise masters and slaves would not dare to openly rebel.

Gray Worm's eyes flickered, thinking of the king's instructions before leaving, he turned and shouted: "Listen to my order and get out of the city!"

Three days later.

The continent of Sothoros, the Green Hell.

"Hiss—"

The glutton, with its mouth full of blood, circled around the valley, carrying two half-parted long-winged dragon corpses in its claws.

Plop—

Gliding over the ruins of the forest, two broken corpses were dropped casually.

Look at that posture, it's like giving alms to a pile of garbage.

"His-"

The lush forest shook violently, and a huge dark green beast crawled out. Its scarred body was covered with a layer of fallen weeds and fallen leaves.

There is even a poor bird's nest made of dead branches in the middle of a pair of huge dragon horns.

The giant beast dragged its heavy body and slowly gnawed at the corpses that had been smashed into pulp, without caring about the predator's mood. "Steady, Uragas!"

Rhaegar sat cross-legged and carved a half-finished stone on the dragon's back.

"roar…"

Uragas, who was eating, let out a low growl and deliberately shook his body, causing the wounds on his chest and abdomen to tear and bleed.

Rhaegar was carving carefully when he heard a "pop" sound and a puff of black smoke came out of the stone in his hand.

In an instant, his face turned black as coal.

"Ulagas, I'm protecting you."

Rhaegar's eyelids twitched and he took out his dragon training whip and hit the broad dragon's back.

If it weren't for the fact that the opponent was a special ancient dragon, I would have worried that the opponent would be too seriously injured and exposed in the wilderness.

He had long since left this barren and barren land.

"roar…"

Uragas swallowed the long-winged dragon corpse in two or two mouthfuls, glanced at the silver-haired figure with vertical eyes, and retreated into the forest of his own accord.

The putrid smell of dragon-eating species still lingered on its back.

Let it recall the driver who was "not doing his job properly".

"Forget it, it's up to you."

Rhaegar rolled his eyes, not bothering to argue with this lazy old dragon.

Uragas growled reluctantly, returned to his original position and lay down lazily.

Experience tells it that if it's injured, just lie down where it is and don't move around.

The pain will disappear little by little, and the wound will turn into one of the many scars on the body.

"I'm leaving, old man."

Rhaegar sighed, rubbing the rough scales reluctantly.

Uragas looked back slightly, then continued to lie still.

Rhaegar's expression remained unchanged, and he was very pleased with this small gesture.

In those turbid vertical pupils, the numbness caused by time disappeared and turned into a thick feeling of disgust mixed with a hint of relaxation.

Although the emotional feedback is very subtle, having emotions is better than not having them at all.

A three-hundred-year-old dragon was worth his time to restore some vitality to.

At noon.

"Hiss—"

The glutton landed with a crash, and several complete pterosaur carcasses piled up in front of him, attracting countless flies and insects.

"Ulagas, recover from your injuries."

Rhaegar looked up and weighed a dark red dragon egg covered with stone in his hand.

"roar…"

Uragas slowly lowered his head, and there were two silver-haired figures with evil eyes.

Darren hid behind his eldest brother, holding a dark dragon egg in his arms.

There is no doubt that the dragon eggs are produced by the giant beast in front of you.

Rega stretched out his hand to block his younger brother and raised his voice: "I will take the dragon egg away and I will help you hatch it."

"His-"

Uragas roared, dragon flames accumulating deep in his throat.

"In return, I give you this dragon egg!"

Rhaegar took his time, cursed "old bitch" secretly, and threw out the fossilized dark red dragon egg.

"roar…"

Uragas's eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth to swallow the dark red dragon egg that was difficult to fit between his teeth.

The fishy saliva splashed out, but the dragon egg didn't even make a splash.

But the old dragon hesitated for a moment, then slowly lay back on the ground, twisted his neck and hid the dragon's head under the cover of its wings.

After a while, a low whine echoed in the forest.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Darren was stunned.

"Hiss!"

Theselion hid behind the driver and stretched out a dragon head to watch carefully.

Rhaegar ignored the tacit understanding of one person and one dragon, and said sadly: "Those are its brothers."

The pale dragon laid a total of three dragon eggs, one of which hatched into Uragas.

There were two dragon eggs left, one with broken shell fragments and one that failed to hatch and became a fossil.

Feeding fossilized dragon eggs to Uragas is another kind of fusion of bone and blood.

"Let's go and return to the Stone Steps Islands tomorrow night."

Rhaegar didn't look any further and simply climbed onto the dragon's back.

Uragas was too injured to take to the skies.

Staying in the Green Hell, which has existed for two hundred years, is safer than anywhere else.

"Hiss—"

The glutton looked up to the sky and roared, picked up the two relatively complete long-winged dragon corpses, and jumped into the sky lightly.

Daeron tied the black dragon egg to his chest and rode Theselion in pursuit.

Two giant dragons, one black and one blue, flew away together and burrowed into the thick white clouds in front of Ulagas.

Uragas stared blankly, raised the broken left dragon wing, and silently gnawed at the pile of long-winged dragon corpses.

Everything is as usual, waiting for the passage of time.

It seems so.

"His-"

After an unknown amount of time, a hollow, melodious cry echoed in the forest.

A cluster of orange-yellow mixed with cyan dragon flames spurted out, igniting the surrounding lush tree crowns that blocked the view.

The next day.

The weather is sunny with white clouds.

"Hiss—"

The jet-black dragon flew across the Summer Sea, and scattered islands of the Stone Step Islands appeared below.

Lei Jia leaned back, his black robe covering his face, and basked in the sun comfortably.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Neighings came one after another, disturbing the peaceful flight.

Rega was slightly startled, quickly threw off his black robe, and sat up in a hurry.

"Hiss!"

A golden dragon dragged its unhealed body and flew precariously at low altitude, its broken wings dripping with dragon blood.

The red blood fell into the sea and emitted hot white smoke.

"Kagero!?"

Rega's eyes changed slightly, very strange.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Yang Yan screamed miserably and fell onto a small island covered with green plants.

As soon as he got up, he flapped his dragon wings unwillingly and jumped forward.

Rega was stunned and whispered: "How did it jump all the way here?"

(End of chapter)

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