Chapter 581: pale dragon
Chapter 581 The Pale Dragon
The young green dragon was grabbed by the neck and dragged into the deep green canyon.
On the slender neck is a pale, skinny hand that does not look humanoid.
"Wake up! Uragas!"
A hoarse voice called, echoing in the closed canyon.
With a stumbling step, the field of vision becomes wider and wider.
"Woohoo..."
The grass and trees rustled, and a rough and melodious dragon roar came out, mixed with a clearly audible cry.
After a while, birds chirped and flew away, and a hot and smelly wind blew up from the bottom of the valley.
"Cuckoo."
No one noticed that an ordinary toad jumped out of the corner of the stone wall covered by green grass.
The dream-eating toad stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and lay on a pebble with its cheeks puffed out.
"Keep your voice down, you ugly guy."
A gray humanoid figure was riding on the toad's back, blinking a pair of bright purple eyes.
"Cuckoo."
The dream-eating toad chirped stupidly and jumped forward two steps stupidly.
The wisdom of rune spirituality is weak and not enough to understand human speech.
Rhaegar held his forehead and sighed, continuing to act as an unknown dreamwalker.
…
"Wake up, Uragas!"
The red-robed wizard wore a pitch-black mask and held a newborn baby dragon in his hand, with only a pair of completely black eyes exposed.
"Hiss~~"
The baby dragon screamed, its young body trembling with fear.
The red-robed wizard showed no mercy, as if he was holding a chicken rather than a young dragon with unlimited potential.
"Cuckoo."
The dream-eating toad emerged from the grass and hung far behind a man and a dragon.
Rhaegar opened his eyes, not missing any detail of the canyon, and his gray face gradually changed.
As expected, he could only see dream scenes, and the rest of his senses were unavailable.
Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body and consciousness, the six senses shape a complete person.
When he first enters the dream, every time he regains one of his senses, one sense inside the dream will be lost.
This is the equivalent exchange of dream walking, and it is also the limit that the dream-eating toad can maintain in a dream.
When all six senses are restored, the dream will collapse.
…
Deep in the canyon.
"Woohoo..."
A pale wall blocked a winding stream, allowing the stream to wash away the filthy base of the wall.
However, the sad roar of the dragon could be heard, but the dragon was nowhere to be seen.
The red-robed wizard staggered, each step like walking on pins and needles, slowly approaching the pale barrier.
"Hiss~~"
The big hands tightly grasped the baby dragon's neck, causing it to scream in agony.
call-
In an instant, a smelly heat wave hit my face, causing the surrounding vegetation to make a shrill sound.
"Uragas!"
The red-robed wizard raised his hands and shouted excitedly to the sky.
Rumble—
The earth suddenly shook, and the pale wall seemed to be overturned, with endless violent tremors.
"Woo ho—"
A pale dragon wing reaches straight into the sky, covering the scorching sun and active volcanoes, like a giant umbrella that covers the sky and the earth.
A fishy wind blew in the canyon, and waves stirred up in the stream.
The red-robed wizard's pupils trembled and he stared at him with admiration.
boom-
The huge dragon head with majestic horns and crest poked out of the canyon, the cracked abyss was torn in half, and a ball of pale dragon flames filled with smoke was thrown upward to the sky.
The dragon flames were so majestic that they swept through the grass and leaves all over the sky like a waterfall, comparable to the natural disaster of a volcanic eruption.
"Woohoo..."
The ancient giant dragon revealed its true appearance, then fell back weakly, and its head hit the edge of the canyon heavily.
Thick scales hit the stone wall, and debris scattered all over the sky, along with pale scale residue.
Rhaegar hid in the corner, looking dumbfounded.
The dragon's back was as tall as the canyon, and it was already over eight hundred feet tall.
Using another algorithm, the Great Wall of the North is only this high.
Rhaegar's heartbeat quickened and he slowly stretched out a hand.
Buzz —
The space shook suddenly, the fragrance of vegetation disappeared, and breathing became slower.
Rega was slightly startled, his mouth and nose appeared on his gray face, and fluid formed between his teeth.
In contrast, dreams gradually become unstable.
"There's still time."
Rhaegar rode the dream-eating toad to close the distance, his mood was ups and downs.
He has recognized this canyon as the one beneath the sleeping volcano that he mistakenly entered when he first set foot on the Sothoros continent.
The year is unknown.
The active volcano turned into a dormant volcano, and the pale dragon turned into white bones.
He had to see clearly which Dragon King family the dragon and the wizard belonged to.
What is the secret behind the origin of the dark green wild dragon?
"Woohoo..."
The pale dragon's eyelids were half-opened, its amber vertical pupils were turbid and gray, and the corners of its narrow eyes were filled with strange flies.
With a cry full of pain, the huge dragon body slowly lifted up.
The dragon's body was gradually revealed, and Rhaegar's face suddenly changed color.
For a dragon that is old enough, the skin and flesh may be loose, and the horn crown may fall off. This is not a special case.
Even the Black Death "Balerion", when he is old, the dragon people's evaluation is old and ugly.
But never had the appearance of a dragon affected Rhaegar's mind.
At this moment.
The giant pale dragon summoned up all its strength and finally crawled out of the depths of the canyon where the stream spread.
The dragon's head is comparable to a hill, and its horn crown vaguely shows its former glory.
However, the lower jaw is drooping with soft flesh, the eyelids are like a wrinkled rag, and the fangs pierce the cracked dragon's snout.
Flies looked around, thick water dripped, and deathly silence enveloped the top of the head.
"Gulu~~" Lei Jia swallowed and looked down in shock.
The thick dragon neck was wider than any bridge, and its pale scales exploded one after another, just like the exploding scales of a crucian carp.
The chest is high and protruding, and the abdomen is bloated and obese.
Even when he stood up, the skin covered with scales still dragged the ground, blocking the flow of the stream and covering up the thick dragon claws.
Its feces were piled up on both sides of the creek. It was dark and mixed with dark red blood, and emitted an unmistakable stench.
Rhaegar couldn't smell the smell, but he could imagine the overwhelming stench, and subconsciously held his breath.
"Why?"
Rhaegar was in a state of confusion, looking at the pale dragon without dignity, and murmured softly: "Why, don't let it die."
There is nothing normal about a dragon of this size.
Someone harmed it, forcing it to sustain a life that should have ended.
"Woohoo..."
The giant pale dragon raised its head and groaned. The dragon's head slowly dropped, and its vertical pupils filled with deathly gray tried to open wide to meet the pair of purple eyes in the corner.
Rega was shocked, and his gray body trembled instinctively.
"Woooo..."
The pale dragon ignored the shouting red-robed wizard and stared at someone quietly, wailing out of its clogged throat.
It seems that he is also asking when death will come.
Rhaegar's breath was suffocated, and the heavy weight in his heart made him unable to breathe.
The pale dragon tried to take a step forward and soar into the sky for the last time.
The wings are like brittle paper, and the body is as thick as a mountain.
boom-
The giant pale dragon just took one step, and its huge body suddenly fell down, its scales fell into pieces, and it lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment.
The soft grass was rolled over, and a deep ravine was immediately plowed.
Rhaegar stretched out his hand again, wanting to touch the dragon's body.
Buzz —
The dream shook violently and shattered like bubbles.
Rega's gray body gradually returned to its original appearance.
"Cuckoo."
The dream-eating toad's mung bean eyes sparkled, and it stretched out its tongue to lick the gray mist, and rolled up Rhaegar on its back.
At the last moment of the dream, Rhaegar's eyes blurred.
Only two dragon roars, one large and one small, were heard.
"Woo ho—"
"Hiss~~"
…
The outside world, the Green Hell.
"Hiss-"
The heavy rain fell, and the dark dragon quietly slid across the night sky, its wings scattering the big raindrops.
The vast forest, black smoke billowing.
The dark green wild dragon spit out a giant ball of orange and cyan dragon flames, and crashed into it with full of anger.
"Brother!"
Darren ran out of the valley and looked at this scene with eyes wide open.
"Hiss!"
Tesserion was lying on the cliff, huddled up in fear, the blackened dragon wings emitting black smoke under the rain.
"Come on, Tesserion!"
Darren shouted against the heavy rain, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on his green face.
While shouting, he hid a jet-black dragon egg under the gravel and rushed towards the forest impatiently.
"His-"
The mushroom cloud turned into thick smoke, and the dark green wild dragon plunged into the sky. Thick mist of evaporated water vapor emerged from the scales on its body.
It seemed that for a moment, the speed suddenly accelerated.
Darren opened his eyes wide and stared at the dragon's back, looking for a familiar figure.
"Quiet, Uragas!!"
The loud and clear voice echoed through the night sky, carrying a firm will that could not be refused.
"His-"
After hearing the long-lost name, the dark green wild dragon looked up to the sky and roared, dragging one side of its seriously injured dragon wing and falling quickly.
Rhaegar rode against the wind, his silver hair blowing wildly, his purple eyes cold and proud.
"Turn right, Uragas!"
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he tightened the rope on the left side with his big hand, using the auxiliary tool and the dragon training language to give orders at the same time.
Uragas's vertical pupils were full of struggle, his huge and sturdy body twisted, and his intact right wing turned at a tricky angle.
Hula—
The strong wind blew hard, and the dragon's blood spilled on the earth.
The dragon's body suddenly paused, its falling speed slowed down, and it glided sideways into the air again.
The moment he stabilized his balance, his **** hind feet smashed into the towering tree canopy, almost touching the ground.
"His-"
Uragas roared, used the sway of the dragon's tail to control his balance, and flew almost smoothly.
"landing!"
Rhaegar looked in all directions and gave the order at the right moment.
The giant dragon under its crotch looked back at its prime minister. Its amber vertical pupils were particularly complex, and it adjusted its posture to prepare for descent.
"Old guy, don't make fun of me."
Rhaegar grinned, unfazed by the dragon's gaze.
If you don't have two brushes, how dare you jump off the dragon's back to transfer.
More than ten years ago, my good uncle Damon was known as the number one dragon master in the mainland.
A long time ago, this title was replaced by "Dragon Shepherd".
"His Ang... His Ang..."
Ulagas roared again and again, slapping his right wing at intervals, and gradually fell to the ground unbalanced.
In an instant, the forest overwhelmed the area and splashed out countless mud.
Rhaegar's body shook violently, and the scene he saw after the dream was shattered was recalled in his mind.
The corpse of the pale giant dragon lay scattered, and the body rotted and gave birth to flesh maggots.
Although it is death, there is new life.
The scene changed, and the canyon moved to a certain dragon lair in ancient Valyria.
The green baby dragon was abandoned and thrown into the cold and damp dragon pit.
Without anyone to take care of it, it will fend for itself.
Several older baby dragons lived nearby, wandering around it.
(End of chapter)
