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

Chapter 578: The Wild Dragon Whose Home Was Stolen
Green Hell.

The vast primeval forest stretches as far as the eye can see, encompassing mountains, wastelands and swamps.

It's night, the moon and stars are sparse.

An unknown valley, covered with barren rubble.

puff-

The sharp blade pierced through the flesh, sounding particularly harsh under the night sky.

Rhaegar was wearing a black robe, his silver hair covering his sharp eyes, and he was holding the "Dawn" spear and piercing a dragon-shaped skeleton.

The skeleton was in tatters, with only a layer of rotten flesh remaining.

Dawn pierced into the neck with obvious bite marks, leaving burnt carbon stains.

"Brother, is this the Long Winged Dragon?"

Darren lit a bonfire, his young face showing a hint of curiosity.

Rega drew out his spear, wiped the carbon stain with his fingertips and sniffed it, and said solemnly: "It's not just a winged dragon."

The skeleton was discovered at random.

Judging from the degree of decay of the remaining flesh and blood combined with the hot climate of the continent of Sothoryos, the time of death was no more than three days.

"Are there any signs of wild dragons?"

Darren immediately became alert.

"It's hard to say." Rhaegar picked up a burning branch and said as he walked: "It's late at night. You stay where you are. I'll go around."

In the areas where pterosaurs live, there will be some traces of wild dragons left behind.

Darren hesitated for a moment and stayed obediently by the campfire.

"Hiss!"

Tesserion lay prone above the valley, looking down at the dejected rider, his pupils erect and his spirited gaze darting into the night.

……

Rhaegar walked on the gravel of the valley, torches dispelling the darkness nearby.

It has to be said that Pterosaurs seem to prefer environments with gravel paved areas.

It is worth learning and passing on to dragon breeders.

call--

A gust of night wind blew, and the flame swayed and deviated.

Rhaegar tilted his head, a look of joy in his eyes.

Hidden in the valley, a rugged cave opened up.

At first glance, there was a large pile of dried black dragon dung at the entrance of the cave.

The smell is pungent and mixed with a strong smell of sulfur.

No need to look any further, it must be the feces of a giant dragon.

Rhaegar drew out his spear Dawn and said apologetically, "Sorry, old friend."

After saying that, he raised his spear and stabbed it into the dragon's dung.

rustling...

The one-foot-long spear blade easily pierced the surface of the dragon dung. There was no sticky stringiness of fresh dragon dung inside, but it was as hard as stone.

"At least three days."

With a gleam in his eyes, Rhaegar walked around the dragon dung and entered the cave.

By the way, let’s compare the size of dragon dung. It’s very big and almost half a person’s height.

To be able to produce such a large pile of dragon poop, the dragon must be quite large.

"It's probably the wild dragon we encountered in the Sea of ​​Dorne."

Rega's brain raced as he groped around in the cave tiptoe.

Click!

The sole of my foot felt like I had stepped on a pebble.

Rhaegar looked down and saw two colorful winged dragon eggs buried in the sand.

……

At midnight.

The bonfire burned brightly, crackling and driving away mosquitoes.

Rhaegar walked slowly back to the camp, holding two pterosaur eggs in his arms.

"Big brother."

Darren was grilling a steak and took the pterosaur egg.

"We found a pile of dragon poop. We have to be careful."

Rhaegar frowned, not liking the game of hide and seek.

"It doesn't matter. It's good to have a clue."

Darren knew that the main purpose was to find blood food for Yangyan, so he was not surprised by the existence of wild dragons.

Glutton was once a wild dragon.

No one knows whether it hatched on Dragonstone or wandered to Dragon Mountain, which is an active volcano, to build its nest.

Who knows, one day, a wild dragon might smell the scent and fly to Dragonstone.

Rhaegar smiled and looked out at the gluttons beyond the valley.

The big evil dragon was very tired after flying for a whole day. He lay on the ground with his eyes closed and dozed off, looking like a towering coal mountain.

Rhaegar was suddenly stunned and asked curiously: "Where is your dragon?"

Darren looked around and thought, "Maybe he went out hunting."

Tessarion is smaller and can travel long distances with less effort.

It is normal for them to sleep soundly in the dense forest during the day and go out to look for food at night.

Rhaegar frowned and warned, "There are wild dragons in the Green Hell. We should not get too far away from them."

Anyone who has suffered losses knows that a dragon rider cannot be without a dragon.

……

the other side.

"Hmph~~"

A handsome cobalt blue dragon lay prone on the ground, sniffing hard with its nostrils twitching, and crawled farther and farther into the dense forest.

Suddenly, the dragon head was raised high.

A look of doubt flashed across his vertical pupils, and he followed the smell and stared at an inconspicuous low mountain.

"Hiss!"

With an excited chirp, it flapped its wings and flew away.

……

The night becomes darker and darker.

In the valley, the two brothers slept in their clothes.

Rhaegar seemed to be worried, his brows furrowed from time to time and his body slightly curled up.

Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar was heard.

"Hiss-"

The glutton suddenly opened his eyes, his green vertical pupils revealing a sinister look, and he soared into the sky.

“Roar… Roar…”

Accompanied by noisy chirping, small dragon-like creatures like locusts swarmed out of the night.

The glutton dived in, opened his huge mouth, and bit seven or eight of them into pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

“Roar… Roar…”

The dragon-like creatures revealed their true appearance. They were brown-bellied pterosaurs less than one meter in height, with uneven backs and brown mud-colored bellies.

This is also a branch of the pterosaur group, and is a dangerous group as famous as the shadow pterosaur.

Although they are not very strong individually, they appear in groups like bats and wasps, and can chew an elephant into bones in an instant.

"Hiss——" The Glutton's pupils were stern and he spewed out a mouthful of dark green dragon flame, which quickly spread like smoke and fog.

In an instant, the night sky burned with green fireflies, forming a huge net that covered the sky.

The brown-bellied pterosaurs roared in pain, and their dragon flames collided with each other and stuck together, spreading like a plague.

In a short while, a dark green rain of fire began to fall from the night sky.

The glutton sneered in disdain, snorted hard, and shuttled through the rain of fire to devour the charred flesh and blood.

No matter how high your level is, you dare to fly over its head.

In the valley.

As expected, Rhaegar was awakened and looked at the night sky blankly.

At first glance, it looked like a meteor shower.

"what happens?"

Darren asked bleary-eyed and confused.

"It's okay, just keep sleeping."

When Rhaegar saw the Glutton's figure, he lay down again with relief.

No matter how harsh the environment is, it can't defeat a wild and untamed beast.

however.

A pair of vertical pupils as big as bronze bells stared at the scene quietly.

Dozens of miles away, there is a lush and verdant primeval forest.

A huge dark green monster, as if covered with moss, lay quietly in the depths of the forest, and the breath from its nostrils burned the grass and trees dry.

The amber vertical pupils stared at the dark giant in the night sky, containing deep vigilance and hostility.

Even from a distance, the familiar smell of ashes still filled my nose.

It makes the dragon sick.

……

A certain low mountain.

"Hiss!"

Following the smell, Tessarion crossed mountains and rivers and finally found an underground cave.

The cave was deep, dark, and blazingly hot.

Tesarion's pupils were full of curiosity, and his dragon head tilted slightly.

The remaining brain capacity did not allow it to think too much, and relying on its instinct for fire, the dog sneaked into the cave.

puff-

Long Yi missed his step and the whole dragon fell, tumbling and falling into a pool of spring water.

Suddenly, towering waves were set off.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Terserion was so frightened that he choked on the water and nearly drowned.

Fortunately, the spring water was extremely hot and did not cool down the boiling dragon blood.

Tessarion hurriedly climbed out of the hot spring filled with the smell of sulfur.

The dragon raised its head and was stunned.

The cave is wide and deep, with hemp-rope-like tree roots extending from above to the ground, and shiny crystals buried in the surrounding earth walls.

In the very center of the cave is a hot spring with white smoke and bubbling bubbles.

"Hiss?"

Tesserion's pupils widened as if he had seen heaven, and he bit off a piece of the sparkling crystal with great obsession.

The caves are deep underground, connecting to the lava veins.

Feeling the scorching heat, Tesserion ran and jumped wildly as if he were back at Dragon Mountain.

Inattentive.

Bang!

The dragon's mouth was filled with crystals, and suddenly its hind paw stepped on something.

The dragon turned its head and saw a pile of black dragon feces.

The outer shell of the dragon dung shattered, and the cobalt blue dragon claws were gently raised, sticking to the hot mucus.

Two dragon eggs, one pitch black and one creamy yellow, were scattered on the left and right, avoiding being trampled by the dragon's claws.

"Hiss?"

Tesserion's pupils shrank slightly, his neck sank slightly, and he found a broken eggshell at the bottom of the dragon claw.

The eggshell was green and white, and at this moment, egg liquid mixed with dragon dung and soil burst out.

Broken!

Broken?

Tesserion tilted his dragon head and licked back and forth with his scarlet tongue.

At this moment, danger quietly approached.

"His-"

The furious roar of a dragon resounded through the night sky, and a scorching hot wind blew in from the entrance of the cave, like a massive bombing.

Tessarion's head snapped up, his cobalt blue dragon scales standing on end as he sensed the deadly danger.

"Hiss!"

In a hurry, he spat out the crystals that filled his cheeks, picked up a pitch-black dragon egg and held it in his mouth.

Tessarion fled in panic, clinging to the earthen wall with his dragon wings and climbing, his copper-colored scales on his belly plowing a groove.

Before the owner of the dragon's roar returned, he climbed out of the cave and entered the forest.

He aimed his dragon flame at a tall pine tree, forming a cobalt blue torch.

Tessarion shuddered slightly and flew low in the opposite direction.

Soon, a howling wind began to blow in the night sky.

"His-"

The dark green dragon shadow flashed by, heading straight for the cave like a falling meteor, and landed on the ground with a loud bang.

The huge body fell to the ground, creating a deep pit in an instant, and the dragon's body tilted, splashing a layer of smoke and dust.

The wild dragon's pupils were filled with murderous intent. Its bare head plunged into the cave and searched back and forth in the cave.

Not even half of the dragon was visible.

As soon as you look at it, you will see the crushed dragon dung embryos and the only remaining milky yellow dragon egg.

"His-"

The wild dragon was filled with shock and anger, and raised its head and let out a shrill and mournful cry.

Anger filled the heart and revenge became the goal.

The wild dragon pulled out its dragon head, looked up at the woods ablaze with cobalt blue dragon flames, and then twitched its nostrils to search for the direction.

"Hang Chih Chih..."

With a fierce breath, he locked onto the direction of Tesarion's escape.

Without any hesitation, the dragon spread its wide, milky yellow dragon wings and instantly soared into the air.

"His-"

The dragon's roar shook the entire primeval forest, and all the birds and beasts fled.

Having done a good deed, Tessarion glanced back hastily and flapped his wings even harder.

boom--

Suddenly, a ball of hot fire fell from the sky.

A huge monster covered with dark green moss, as huge as a mountain, towering over the clouds.

Each fang is sharp and its huge scarlet mouth is wide open.

Tesserion's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the smelly ambergris stuck between the dragon's mouth.

(End of this chapter)