Chapter 638 Battle of Broken Ship Bay
The patter...
The rain was pouring down, covering the deep rainy night.
"Hiss!"
The deceiver soared in mid-air, moving from the sea to a rugged cliff, and his small body shuttled freely.
Aemon wiped his face and looked up at the night sky.
crackling——
After a flash of lightning and thunder, the outline of a huge dragon emerged from the dark clouds.
So big and slender, it was four times the size of a young dragon.
"Let's turn around, you liars."
Eamonn saw the corner of the cliff and immediately pulled the saddle rope.
The reef cliff is like a long and narrow sea maze, and the cloudy sky can even confuse the sky and the earth.
But he can remember.
The deceiver narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head upwards, hung his head backwards, and turned his body sideways to complete the retrograde motion.
The muscular body is extremely agile and the reaction speed is also top-notch.
boom--
The blazing white dragon flame suddenly descended and hit the front end of the previous position.
"Hurry up and see if you can get rid of it."
Aemon couldn't help but smile, thinking about the probability of returning without being followed now.
There are two dragons in King's Landing, Vormythor and Sylax.
But my grandfather and mother's dragon control skills were very worrying, and it was quite a distance from King's Landing to the dragon's lair.
"Is Melias in the throat?"
Aemon's thoughts wandered to his great-aunt Rhaenys, who patrolled the throat every day.
The cold rain slapped on his face, quickly bringing him back from his thoughts.
Melias, known as the fastest dragon, would not travel on such a rainy day.
Going to Chaotou Island may not be feasible either.
Besides...
"Hiss... Ga..."
The pale wild dragon suddenly emerged from the dark clouds, its nostrils twitched vigorously, and its scarlet vertical pupils opened wide to search back and forth.
"Faster."
Aemon's heart tightened and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to Stonehelm City!"
Except for Wormisor, the remaining dragons had no option to securely defeat the dragon-eating species.
If Melias fights without knowing his condition, it is most likely that both sides will suffer losses.
Lure the dragon-eating species to the remote Stonehelm City to see if you can meet your third uncle One-Eyed Aemond by chance.
If that doesn't work, you can take shelter in the rainforest.
crackling——
The heavy rain is getting heavier and heavier, making people almost blind.
The pale wild dragon hovered aimlessly over the rocks, emitting dragon flames from time to time to illuminate the rain curtain.
"Dragon Flame, you liar!"
An excited shout rang out, and the roar of the wing membrane breaking through the wind resistance came from below.
The pale wild dragon lowered its head subconsciously, its scarlet vertical pupils revealing its thirst for flesh and blood.
"Hiss!"
Directly ahead, the waves crashed, and a sharp dragon roar suddenly appeared from the side and behind.
The body of the deceiver spirit was like a shuttle, rushing towards the huge dragon quickly and fiercely, even the dragon's tail, which was like a scorpion tail needle, was stretched straight.
Boom——
The dragon's kiss spurted out hot orange dragon flames, hitting the side of the pale wild dragon's head and erupting into a mushroom cloud.
"Hiss... Ga..."
The pale wild dragon suddenly roared shrilly, and the sound spread across dozens of miles, as if it was going to shatter the crescent moon through the dark clouds.
When the wild dragon stopped screaming, it could only use the other side of the dragon's head to glance gloomily.
The side that was hit was already beyond recognition, the scarlet vertical pupils exploded and shattered, and dirty blood infected the pale scales.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the young dragon was gone.
"roar!!"
The pale wild dragon squeezed its throat and roared, its nostrils flaring wildly in search of the scent, and it hovered over the rocks without leaving.
other side.
Reefs and cliffs, inconspicuous corners.
The Liar was panting and stepped on a raised rock pillar with his hind feet.
"It's not gone yet, can it smell it?"
Aemon's face flushed, letting the rain flow down his hair and cover his face.
He and the liar have done their best.
Flying in heavy rain takes more energy, and if you continue to struggle, you will fall into the sea sooner or later.
boom--
Pale white dragon flames fell from the sky and hit a dark sea area in the distance.
Aemon looked around, looking for a better corner for a sneak attack.
If you don't do anything, you will blind the dragon-eating dragon's other eye.
Father said that dragon fighting is not only about size, but also the ruthlessness of the attack.
"Hiss!!"
Suddenly, another loud dragon roar sounded in the distance.
Aemon looked down and saw the pale wild dragon looking back warily, but because it had one blind eye, it made a move, exposing the injured eye hole.
Immediately, the light silver dragon plunged down into the clouds, and the light silver and orange dragon flames spurted out rapidly.
Boom——
Accurately hitting the side of the head, the pale wild dragon roared sharply and flicked its head in pain.
The bloody empty eye sockets were burned to a crisp, and his body was unsteady and almost hit the rocky cliff.
"Sea smoke!"
Aemon was overjoyed and quickly ordered: "Go around to the back, you liar."
With an adult dragon stalling for time, the blind dragon-eaters couldn't target them.
"Hiss!!"
Haiyan hit the target with one hit, and his body rose into the air crookedly.
One of its wings was drooped, obviously unable to use its strength.
The pale wild dragon was furious and abandoned the young dragon to chase the injured prey again.
"Dragon Flame!"
The young dragon suddenly rushed out, and the hot dragon flames hit the side of his neck.
The pale wild dragon roared low, the scales on its neck burned black, and it gradually flapped its wings and dived into the dark clouds.
"It missed, just a little bit."
Aemon looked up in the heavy rain and punched the saddle angrily.
"Hiss!"
The deceiver neighed in a low voice and continued to hide around the rocks. The dragon's tail like a scorpion's needle swayed gently.
It can be seen from the violent rise and fall of his chest that it consumes a lot of energy.
It was the first time for a dragon to fight in his life, and he was really exhausted.
"Hiss!"
Hai Yan cried out in pain, flapped his wings to avoid the lightning, and flew away in the direction he came from.
The dragon-eating species disappeared, and it had to leave too.
Time passed bit by bit...
Imon rode the trickster and hid in the reefs, watching the light silver sea smoke gradually disappear.
"Are they all gone?"
Imon was nervous, looking at the rolling dark clouds to find the pale shadow.
I don't know if it was because he was too nervous, his pair of purple eyes trembled slightly, shrinking into vertical pupils from time to time.
The skin was also hot and dry, and his throat was still dry even in the heavy rain.
"Hiss!"
The trickster screamed softly, and the tip of his tail, which had been shaking from beginning to end, naturally drooped for the first time.
Imon looked back and was completely relieved: "Great, let's go too."
The dragon's tail can sense the vibration of the air and transmit it back to the surrounding environment.
Everything that is invisible to the naked eye cannot be hidden in the sense.
The Trickster poked out the dragon's head, confirmed it was safe, and flew into the sky, chasing after the light silver dragon.
Aemon did not stop him, and drank rain water to quench his thirst.
Naath Island was closer, closer than King's Landing and Stonehelm.
Sea Smoke was just ahead, and safer.
The young dragon flew quickly, shuttling through dark clouds and heavy rain, avoiding the roaring thunder.
The blush on Aemon's cheeks gradually faded, and his consciousness began to blur.
"I feel dizzy."
He muttered softly, carefully checking the necklace around his neck and the true fire on his waist.
These treasures cannot be lost.
"Hiss!"
After a long time, the young dragon flew out of the layers of dark clouds, and the sky around them became clear.
The morning sun slowly rose, and the first ray of sunlight fell on the faces of a man and a dragon.
"It's dawn, Trickster."
Aemon closed his eyes and gently rubbed the dragon's scales.
The young dragon's speed gradually slowed down, and the dragon's tail like a scorpion needle swayed up and down, flying under the quiet morning sun.
Buzz——
Suddenly, the dragon's tail shook violently, pointing directly to the bottom of the vast clouds.
The deceitful spirit's vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and he raised his head and let out a panicked roar.
"Hiss... Ka..."
The bloody pale dragon's mouth broke through the clouds, stabbed straight at the young dragon like a sword, and then closed with a bang.
Kacha——
Emon's body was bumpy, and he only felt a fishy strong wind coming, and then heard the sound of bones breaking in his ears.
Immediately, his body fell weightlessly.
"Deceitful spirit?"
Emon looked dazed and opened his eyes in confusion.
In his eyes, he kept falling while riding on the saddle, and the young dragon's head fell together in the sky.
The dragon head had not yet closed its eyes, and the lake-colored vertical pupils looked at him silently.
"What?"
Emon's pupils shrank, but he did not see the dark green neck connected to the dragon head.
Boom——
The pale wild dragon roared, its jagged body passed through the sky, and its slender tail like a bee sting swayed slightly.
Aemon's throat felt hot, and he was filled with grief: "Just a little bit."
The sun rose, and the outline of Nas Island was less than a few miles away.
Plop——
My eyes went dark, and the fishy and salty sea water rushed into my mouth and nose.
…
"Hiss... Gah..."
The pale wild dragon roared like a catharsis, one side of the dragon head was ferocious like a ghost, and its bloody mouth chewed something hungrily.
"No! No! No!"
On the bony back of the dragon, half of its charred body was stuck on an iron plate, and it opened its purple eyes and cried out repeatedly.
The iron plate was connected to many vine-like tattered ropes, most of which were worn and broken.
The half-charred body lay on its side, witnessing a giant dragon slaughter with its own eyes.
Watching the dark green long-tailed dragon fall miserably, he couldn't help but let out a sad roar.
That was a dragon from the Belleris family.
The only dragons that can freely shuttle through the eye of the storm are those with the surname Belleris!
"Hiss... Gah..."
The pale wild dragon's nostrils twitched slightly, and when it heard the noisy noise on its back, it suddenly spurted out a mouthful of pale dragon flame.
With a sizzling sound, the sky became completely quiet.
The sweet smell of blood filled its mouth, and a wisp of burnt meat emanated from its back.
It sensitively lowered its head to check the sea surface, and the remains of the young dragon smashed into large waves.
Buzz——
A faint red glow flashed, and the blue picture returned to calm.
The pale wild dragon opened its only remaining right eye, repeatedly confirmed that there were no survivors, and snorted and flew back to its nest.
...
A few days later.
Qohor, the main hall of the temple.
In the dim hall, there were many statues of gods except the black goat.
Rhaegar closed his eyes and lay on the couch, quietly lying beside the burning fireplace.
Crackling!
Sparks came out of the firewood, and there was only this little sound in the empty space.
Rhaegar was sleeping soundly, and he hadn't slept so soundly for a long time.
He was so sound that he didn't realize that the statue of the Seven Gods standing in the corner was commenting with a compassionate look.
Rhaegar's eyelids twitched slightly, and a soft call came from his ear.
"Who called me at this time?"
He opened his eyes sleepily, and his disturbed face was not good.
However, Daemon had a complicated expression, and he was standing by the bed with a pair of twin daughters and Daeron.
Everyone's expression was wrong, and they tried their best to cover up the unknown emotions.
Rhaegar's eyes swept over everyone, and finally stopped at Baena, and said in surprise: "Didn't you go back to Westeros, and where is Aemon?"
He clearly arranged for the other party to gather the troops in the valley, and bring back the second son to manage Tyrosh and Lys.
Could it be that the lazy boy who was always careless was unwilling to contribute?
"Aemon..."
Benea's tears welled up in her eyes, and she could hardly speak: "He..."
The choked words came to her lips, but were interrupted by a big hand on her shoulder.
"You go out first."
Daemon lowered his eyes and created a private space.
The children went out obediently.
Rhaegar saw it and immediately had a bad premonition.
Rhaena, who was far away in King's Landing, came, so it made no sense that Aemon would not be there.
Daemon looked at his nephew silently, put his hand on his shoulder, and moved his lips as if whispering.
For a long time.
Rhaegar faced the fireplace, silent.
Daemon sighed softly and took a step back silently.
"I..."
Rhaegar's voice was hoarse, and he turned his back to the fireplace.
Daemon looked at his nephew.
There was no extra expression on Rhaegar's face, and his eyes were filled with sadness and anger.
