Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 593

Chapter 593 Fire Dragon Worm and Fire Concentrate

Rhaegar was shocked beyond measure.

Seeing so many dragon corpses for the first time felt like stepping into a cemetery full of deathly silence and wails.

"Your Majesty, there are a lot of small words here."

Sea Snake said in a deep voice.

Lei Jia was in a trance for a while, stepping on the broken wall and slowly approached.

It was a relatively intact stone wall, dark and seemed to be made of dragon stone.

Although it was broken into several pieces, it was thick enough to be preserved.

Rega rubbed the center of his brows and focused more on reading the fine text.

It is still High Valyrian, covering part of the vernacular of the Land of Long Summer.

Translated, roughly:

"Dragon King...Dian Lijia...marriage..."

Rhaegar translated it word for word, and his heart suddenly jumped when he read "Dian Liga".

The space bracelet presented by the good uncle came from a certain heir of Diane Liga.

Looking at the forty Dragon King families, their strength cannot be underestimated.

Rega's eyes flashed slightly, and he translated the last few paragraphs based on some vague spells at the beginning.

Stab—

Picking up a piece of gravel and scratching the blur spell is the first word to learn the binding spell.

It seems that the top dragon king families will inscribe a part of the binding spell in important places such as the dragon's lair to teach their children to contact the dragon.

The sea snake chose to ignore it and read out the last paragraph: "Family marriage, blood blending."

There is also a simple volcano mural on the stone wall.

But there is only a totem of twin dragons entwining on the left side, and the right side is empty.

Rega understood it at a glance and speculated: "This is the building of the Diane Liga family, and the totem is also the symbol of the family."

As for the blank space on the right side of the volcano mural, it probably belongs to an unknown Dragon King family.

For this type of dragon king family, the domesticated dragons are relatively unstable and do not have exclusive totem carvings.

Including the Targaryen family, everyone can be said to be impoverished.

Except for a few dragons, the assets are not even as good as some of the local nobles and maritime families with powerful fleets in the Land of Long Summer.

Sea Snake is well-read and has a clearer understanding of the traditions of his ancestors. He chuckled and said, "Maybe the family that is getting married is one of your families."

The surnames of the three families are inextricably linked in the culture of ancient Valyria.

Two of the families are probably blood branches of the other.

After all, at the beginning of ancient Valyria, they were a group of backward herders.

It wasn't until the giant dragon living in the Fourteenth Fire Peak that he rose up with lightning speed.

Rhaegar was silent, uninterested in the joke.

After the doomsday catastrophe, ancient Valyria fell like a meteor.

Ninety percent of culture and inheritance were buried under the magma, causing the Targaryens, the only remaining dragon king bloodline, to still lag behind.

"I'll take a look around, Lord Corliss."

Rhaegar was in a depressed mood, tied the small dragon skull to his belt, and walked towards several dragon skeletons in the ruins.

He is a pure descendant of Valyria and has a different affection for dragons.

Even if you ride on the back of a dragon, you don't think of the dragon as a slave, a tool, or even a cold-blooded livestock.

Dragons are sacred and the only magic left in ancient Valyria.

"Lord Corliss, help me chop off these dragon skulls."

Rhaegar's voice was deep, and he drew out "True Fire" and slashed at the spine of the giant dragon lying at the base of the wall.

He wants to bury these dragon skulls.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Corlys could understand this sentiment, like Velaryon's love for ships and the sea.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the sailors to help.

Bang!

Rhaegar swung out his sword, and it got stuck in the gap between the dragon's spine, sparks flying out.

Having been in the dragon's lair for many years, Rhaegar did not stop, fiddling with the hilt of the sword and constantly prying open the gaps.

After the dragon fell, it was difficult to remove the scales, flesh, and fascia.

On the contrary, it is easier to cut off the spine and preserve the dragon skull.

Bang! Bang!

Sailors joined in the work, hacking away at the keel with machetes.

Rhaegar turned a deaf ear and concentrated on dealing with the dragon skeleton in front of him.

A rough count shows that there are at least five Chen Heng dragon skeletons in the ruins.

The largest one is the one in the middle, and the smallest one is used as a pendant around his waist.

The remaining ones were all lying in various places in the ruins, their bones badly damaged and caused by being crushed during their lifetimes.

Bang!

Lei Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and cut harder and harder.

Gradually, my mind seemed to be immersed in it.

Bang!

A sword cut off a piece of bone, and sparks flew across his head and face.

Rega subconsciously raised her elbow to cover her eyes, and suddenly her vision blurred.

"His-"

In a daze, painful dragon roars came from his ears.

Rhaegar's body stiffened, and a sense of weightlessness filled his body.

"This exploration mission begins, targeting the remains of a group of dragons."

The system prompt sounded suddenly, announcing an explorer mission.

Rhaegar frowned, the roar of the dragon in his ears gradually disappeared, and his body gradually regained control.

"Huh~!"

Taking a deep breath, Rega looked around to make sure no one noticed anything unusual.

Bring up the Explorer panel.

[Remains of Dragons]

Exploration progress: 0.2%

Rhaegar stood in front of the dragon skeleton, the real fire stuck in the gap between the spine.

Glancing at his feet, he saw an ordinary piece of black bone residue.

"Do you also want to rest in peace?"

Rhaegar sighed in his heart, feeling both fortunate and helpless.

Several giant dragons were buried together, which turned out to be an exploration mission.

It shouldn't be a matter of quantity, but the sadness and unwillingness of the dragon when it falls.

The fourteen fire peaks that were most relied upon and regarded as nests erupted without warning.

Real helplessness and despair.

Bang!

Rhaegar had nothing to say and just kept repeating the action of swinging the sword.

At night, the sky is dotted with stars.

It's hard to imagine that there is a piece of soil where you can see the stars in the sea of smoke.

"Hiss...ga..."

Suddenly, a long and sharp scream came from the mist-shrouded fire peak.

Look down.

Completely opposite to Snow Peak, Fire Peak is a truly giant volcano.

The majestic mountain is hidden in the mist, and its surface is covered with a layer of withered green plant roots. At the foot of the bare mountain, rocks formed from volcanic ash are everywhere.

At first glance, Dragonstone Island and Dragon Mountain have expanded several times, but they are not so majestic.

"Hiss!"

A black dragon shadow flew past and lay down in a cave on the surface of the fire peak. It didn't take long for it to come out angrily.

Next, we went to look for the next cave where volcanic ash accumulated.

Going back more than two hundred years, the caves were all dragons' lairs.

After the doomsday catastrophe, the magma blocked all the caves and tunnels, restoring the original solidity of the Fire Peak.

Fire Peak, underground mine.

Click!

A bunch of torches were lit, illuminating the deep tunnel filled with dust and cobwebs.

"Fire Peak Embers is worthy of its name."

Damon covered his mouth and nose, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

After a brief inspection of the caves on the mountainside, it was impossible to enter with Colakxiu's huge size.

The next best thing is to go into underground mines.

During the Free Fortress Empire, the Fourteenth Fire Peak was a **** for slaves, digging day and night regardless of life and death.

In historical records, there have been several riots.

This was how the faith of Braavos and the Faceless Men was born.

Damon continued walking inside and saw many broken bones along the way.

Most are human, with some rare sheep and pig bones.

These withered bones had been lying there for who knows how many years, and they were almost broken at the slightest touch.

Damon was always on guard and silently pulled out the Dark Sister from his waist.

He wants to prove to his good nephew that he is the perfect candidate for "Prince of the Dragon Clan".

In order to prevent my brother from always putting on a stinky face that hates iron but does not make steel.

As we go deeper and deeper, the tunnel widens and rises uncharacteristically.

I don't know how long I walked.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, a tiny light dazzling his eyes.

Damon's eyes flashed, and he tightened his grip on the Dark Sister.

After passing a corner, the view is wider than ever.

To the eye, the stone walls are inlaid with various minerals, shining brightly in the dim environment.

This is not over yet.

Dai Meng's expression changed slightly, as if he had seen something surprising.

A giant dragon!

To be precise, the skeleton of a giant dragon.

The skeleton fell in the grotto. The huge body could not be seen from head to tail at a glance, like a dark fortress.

Damon slowly approached and looked at the dragon skeleton carefully.

The frame is relatively slender, and when alive, it would most likely have the appearance of Yang Yan or Silver Wing.

At a rough glance, it was over 150 meters tall, larger than Vagahar.

Looking at the brief history of the Targaryen family, probably only the Black Death Balerion and the Glutton can compete with each other.

"An unfortunate old dragon!"

Damon muttered quietly, lowering his guard and approaching.

The dragon skeleton was comparable to a hill, curled up in an uncomfortable posture.

One side of the dragon wing was completely broken, and there seemed to be traces of the same kind of tearing.

Dragon head, chest, dragon tail...

They all had scratches of varying degrees, and they looked like they had been through a lot of battles.

Damon was intimidated.

Facing this dragon skeleton, I felt an ancient, indifferent aura pressing down on my face.

On the dusty ground of the dragon's bones, a few palm-sized bronze scales scattered, reflecting smooth light.

Damon bent down to pick up a piece and carefully put it into his arms.

"Hiss...ga..."

Suddenly, a sharp dragon roar sounded, full of threat and power.

Damon was startled, turned around and said: "Colakxiu!?"

Ignoring the ore and dragon bones that filled the cave, he withdrew from the tunnel to look for the dragon.

Underground mine.

There are dark red ores everywhere, filled with desperate and terrifying heat.

"Hiss...ga..."

Corakxiu clung to the stone wall, his body slightly arched like a snake, showing pure murderous intent.

Gulu gulu…

On the uneven ground, a bulge arched out of thin air, and traces of red liquid emerged.

puff-

The ground suddenly broke open, and a huge scarlet-colored creature emerged, resembling a giant python.

"Hiss..."

The monster opened a split mouth that resembled the mouth of a lamprey and flew towards Colaxio, with red saliva splashing everywhere.

boom-

Corakxiu raised his eyes fiercely, and he accumulated a mouthful of dragon flames and spurted out.

"Hiss..."

The monster broke through the dragon flames, its scarlet body surface glowed with a moist sheen, and it twisted its body while roaring in pain.

Strangely, the monster has no eyes, ears, or nose, and its body is covered with fine scales.

Like a snake, but not like a snake.

Ugly, twisted, rotten…

Various words are stacked up, making it difficult to describe the absurd appearance.

"Hiss!"

Corakxiu let out a roar, spread his wings and rushed towards him.

Rumble—

The two giant beasts collided into a ball and both fell to the ground.

The monster is huge, but it is only a sub-adult dragon, and the total size is no more than ten meters.

Phew! Phew!

Corakxiu's eyes were sharp, the dragon's kiss bit off the monster's flexible body in one bite, and the small dragon claws tore the two bodies into pieces.

As if facing a natural enemy, his methods are terrifying and brutal.

Plop—

The monster was cut into pieces and turned into rotten flesh.

"Hiss...ga..."

Korakxiu stretched his neck and let out a loud, high-pitched neigh.

Immediately, the dragon's claws crushed the rotten flesh and crushed every inch of red bodily fluids.

Click—

Corakxiu exhaled hot air from his nostrils and bit down a piece of fiery red ore from the stone wall. The dragon's teeth crushed it in several bites.

Gurgling, swallowing.

Corakxiu narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a trace of satisfaction, and leaned on the edge of the stone wall and lay down.

(End of chapter)

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