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

Meereen.

There were fires everywhere in the city, and countless slaves poured out of the cellars.

"Unsullied, form a battle line!"

Grey Worm's face was firm as he led the army to counterattack.

Five thousand Unsullied blocked the city gates and steadily narrowed the encirclement from all sides.

All those who resisted died under the spears.

For a moment, whether it was slave soldiers, sons of harpies or Dothraki cavalry, they all retreated.

"Big brother hasn't come out yet, suppress the resistance first."

Daeron rode Tesserion to escort the Unsullied.

Hearing this, Grey Worm looked at the Great Pyramid, and then fell to the bloodier battlefield in the air.

Two dragons fought in close combat, and dragon blood poured out.

...

"Hiss!"

Syrax rushed into the sky, staring at the two big guys.

Rhaenyra looked tense and whispered, "Be careful, Syrax."

Syrax was very clever, and flew above the clouds like a habitual thief.

Not far away, two dragons were fighting fiercely.

"Tear it apart, Korakshu!"

Daemon's face was grim, and the bloodworm under his crotch bit the other's wings.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief screamed, and his dry claws tore the scarlet scales, and bit the bloodworm's neck.

"Well done, bite it to death!"

Emond gradually went crazy and wanted to go down himself.

The two dragons were of similar size, and the competition was about who was more ruthless.

Boom--

The violent collision caused his body to shake, and Daemon's eyes changed subtly, and he unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At a glance, the two dragons were entangled.

The one-eyed boy sat on the dragon's back, only a dozen meters away from him.

The corners of Daemon's mouth sank, and his expression suddenly returned to calm.

The right hand holding the sword repeatedly tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.

While weighing the pros and cons, the third dragon fell from the sky.

"Dragon flame, Syrax!"

The hidden Syrax plunged down from the clouds and sprayed a mouthful of golden dragon flame at the two.

Boom——

Korakshu's neck was injured, and he used all his strength to break the opponent's bones.

The sheep thief was in a more miserable situation.

He was biting the bloodworm's neck when the dragon flame fell on his head.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief screamed and hurriedly let go of the dragon's kiss. He tore off a few pieces of flesh with his sharp claws and ran away.

"Hiss... Snap..."

Korakshu's ferocity remained unabated. He shook his slightly broken neck and swayed like a snake into the air.

"Stop it, do you hear me!"

Rhaenyra warned, intimidating the uncle and nephew.

Daemon glanced at it, gave up the idea of ​​drawing his sword, and slowly disappeared into the clouds on the dragon.

Aemond didn't hear it at all, and swooped down on the spot on the sheep thief.

He was going to find a cover to prepare for the next sneak attack.

"Damn, two dogs!"

Rhaenyra gnashed her silver teeth, secretly thanking herself for not being attacked by a group.

"Hiss!"

Syrax screamed and quickly left the battlefield.

Rhaenyra looked down and her eyes suddenly froze.

A terrifying dragon, as black as charcoal, was hiding under the towering city wall.

She sniffed it with her nose, as if waiting for a feast.

Rhaenyra's eyes widened and her heart was startled.

"Roar..."

The glutton seemed to have noticed it, and his pale green vertical pupils slowly raised, revealing a creepy shrewd look.

...

At this time, the driver of the hungry dragon was persecuted.

"Gu Gua."

The toad's cheeks were inflated into balls, and it lay on the silver short hair and chirped.

Rhaegar hung his head and let a bare hand twist his ears.

"Gaimon, you're not listening again."

The silver-haired girl's voice was gentle, and the strength of her hands continued to increase.

Rhaegar turned a deaf ear to it, immersed in the concept of reality and illusion.

Is this a dream?

Why is it so real.

Rhaegar touched the scar on his left eye and whispered softly: "It's not a dream, how can a dream hurt."

Having experienced nightmares since childhood, he can distinguish good dreams from bad dreams at a glance.

The current environment is not like a tattered dream world at all.

Because dreams are fragile, like bubbles that break at the touch.

"Gu Gua."

The toad screamed with joy and closed its dead fish eyes.

Rhaegar ignored it, held the strong hand, and tried: "Denise, I'm going to be angry."

"If you sneak out, your father will be even angrier."

The girl Denise taught him a lesson softly, but she finally let go.

Rhaegar glanced at him, feeling helpless.

He seemed to recognize his and the girl's identities, and thus judged where he was.

The children of the exile Aenaar Targaryen.

Glorious Gaimon, Dreamwalker Daenerys.

"Then, the land beneath my feet."

Rhaegar looked at the snowy peaks in the distance and murmured, "It is the land of long summer in ancient Valyria."

Daenerys held his brother's hand and said softly, "Let's go, father must be worried."

"Go home?"

Rhaegar raised his little face and became inexplicably excited.

Ancient Valyria!

Although I don't know how to get here, this is the ancient Valyria that has not been destroyed!

Daenerys walked forward and said calmly, "Yes, it has been uneasy recently. Father ordered us not to go out easily."

"Why?"

Rhaegar looked curious.

"No reason."

Daenerys turned his head and took a step silently.

Rhaegar scratched his head, and his mind seemed to be integrated into the body of a child. He pointed to the snowy peaks in the distance: "The Fourteen Fire Peaks are very tall."

Looking from afar, the continuous snow-capped peaks are no less than a thousand meters above sea level.

Peaks of this height are enough to be covered with white snow in extreme areas.

"That's not the Fire Peak."

Denise tilted her head and pointed to the vast mist behind the snow peak, saying seriously: "The dragon is hidden in the Fire Peak, and the Fire Peak is hidden in the clouds."

"But there is nothing there."

Rhaegar stretched his neck to look, and the mist seemed like a barrier, separating the boundary between the sky and the earth.

"If you want to see the Fire Peak, you have to ride a dragon."

Denise didn't talk about it, and frowned slightly when she mentioned the dragon.

Rhaegar turned his head and was about to ask where the dragon was.

Whoosh——

A gust of wind swept like a tidal wave, and the sky was full of wind and clouds.

"Hiss——"

A loud roar broke the tranquility of the world.

Rhaegar's breathing was quickened, and his soul trembled slightly.

The mist stirred back and forth, and several tiny dragon shadows intertwined fiercely.

"The dragon is coming."

Denise became nervous and urged, "Go!"

It seemed that he didn't like the dragon.

"Hiss--"

Suddenly, the mist broke through a hole, and several dragon shadows were instantly clear.

Without waiting for Rhaegar to exclaim.

A dragon with scales as dark as the night, blood-red wings, and a terrifying appearance like the god of death rushed out.

"Hiss--"

The black dragon looked back and spit out a mouthful of black dragon flame, blocking several chasing dragons in mid-air.

Several dragons were full of reluctance and spit out various colors of flames one after another.

Rhaegar took a quick glance and vaguely saw three different dragon flames of green, dark red, and earth-gray.

Boom--

With a shocking explosion, the dragon flames collided and exploded.

The black dragon flame was hot and overbearing, swallowing up other dragon flames and turning into billowing smoke.

"Hiss--"

The black dragon roared arrogantly, got rid of the chasing dragon, flew over the snow-capped peaks and ran straight to the flat grassland.

Rhaegar pursed his lips, his big eyes didn't blink.

"Don't look, go."

Denise was so anxious that she ran with her weak body, panting: "The dragons are very anxious recently, and the dragonborn will also be attacked."

This is also the reason why her father ordered that he was not allowed to go out without permission.

Rhaegar was stunned, and his feet were rooted and motionless.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heart was pounding, and the blood flowed faster.

Rhaegar began to feel confused, his fair skin flushed, and his head was hot.

Suddenly, a line of small words appeared in his mind.

[Relic: Blood and Fire Origin (Fire Resistance +100%)]

Time passed quietly, the black dragon spread its wings and glided, and its scales pressed over the soft grass.

In an instant, a scorching and fishy wind blew in his face.

Rhaegar's eyes widened, watching the ferocious dragon kiss continue to enlarge in his sight.

"Hiss--"

The black dragon pounced in front of him, slamming its sharp claws into the ground, stretching its neck and howling.