Chapter 642 Killing King Dalton
"Hiss——"
The glutton dragon led the way, and the dark green dragon flames poured out like a flood, splashing on the golden sea monster ship in the lead.
Boom——
The loud noise was like thunder, and the three masts broke together. The green fire like maggots on the tarsal bones permeated every iron species.
Accompanied by a shrill wail, a bright candle was lit on the sea.
"Damn it, run!"
Dalton jumped onto the deck and found that there was no place to land when he rolled.
In just a moment, the pervasive green fire attached to the armor.
"Ah!..."
The high temperature boiled the skin and flesh, and the exposed arm was torn apart in an instant.
Dalton's eyes were about to burst, and he pulled out "Nightfall" to cut off his left arm.
With a sizzling sound of blood splashing, the fishy and salty armor was quickly stripped off.
"Roar--"
Uragas flew into the sky, spewing green dragon flames wantonly, and his wide, milky yellow wings swept the fierce wind.
The surrounding ships had no power to resist, and exploded into pieces, burning into the sea.
"Damn it, I am King Dalton!"
Dalton shouted angrily, stabbing the fleeing fireman with his sword.
Soon, the whole ship was engulfed in flames, and the black smoke was thick.
Plop!
Dalton was terrified, and the high temperature scorched one of his ears. He jumped into the sea to escape in a panic.
The Iron Race can only be safe for a moment in the sea.
"Don't leave any!"
Rhaegar was merciless, and his eyes were full of coldness.
The glutton's green vertical pupils were grim, and his throat squeezed out a continuous low roar. He swooped down and crushed several small boats with his hind feet.
"Dragon flame!"
Helena drove the dream fire and rushed over, her light voice echoed, and the light blue dragon flame covered the blue ocean.
It has been a long time since I rode a dragon to participate in the battle, so it is inevitable that I will not be careful when I attack.
Dreamfire swooped down excitedly, and the dragon flames were like clouds and mist, covering the iron race who wanted to jump into the sea.
Iragas and Gray Shadow were smaller in size, interspersed between the three adult dragons.
The interweaving of black dragon flames and hot fireballs always burst out with amazing destructive power.
"Where are the people?" Rhaegar looked down from a high place, trying to find the red sea monster who inherited the throne of Seastone.
At this moment, the Iron Islands must be destroyed.
All the Greyjoys must be burned at the stake.
Boom, boom, boom!
Heavy drums were heard from the sea behind, and a well-equipped fleet appeared on the horizon.
The sails were hung with roaring lions, green towers, purple grapes...
It was the coalition of the Westerlands and the Reach, which brought together the Lannister, Hightower, and Redwyne families.
Rhaegar glanced at his eldest son, who was riding a dragon around him, and shouted: "Burn all the ships and wait for me to come back!"
"Hiss--"
Without waiting for Baelon to respond, the glutton with the same mind suddenly rushed out and headed straight for the Iron Islands ahead.
...
Old Wyke Island.
Dalton swam all the way back to Pike Island, found the small boat hidden on the beach in advance, and rowed to the starting point, Old Wyke Island.
"Ho ho..."
After climbing up the beach of Old Wyke Island with great effort, Dalton was panting and collapsed in the undulating tide.
With the roaring waves, the scorching heat of the whole body was cooled down.
Then, the salt in the sea water stung the skin, bringing unbearable torture.
"Ah! Damn dragon!"
Dalton's only remaining ear was filled with sea water, and the desire to survive caused him to climb up from the beach.
If he didn't run away, he would really die.
There is a secret passage under the Naga platform on Old Wyke Island, which hides the gold and jewelry that have been looted for many years.
The Iron Islands are gone, and he has to take the gold away.
"Run, must run."
Dalton's eyes were red, and he staggered to the high hill.
When he ran to Bluffs and stored the gold in the Iron Vault, he could recruit a bunch of villains to live a life of calling the wind and rain.
Boom--
The fierce wind swept, and the dark dragon as big as a mountain covered the sun, and the shadow covered the entire island.
Rhaegar looked down and saw nothing on the desolate island.
The most eye-catching thing was the Naga ribs standing on the high hill.
"The skeleton of the sea dragon, is it a relic?"
Rhaegar secretly complained, and patted the dragon's back to signal landing.
Legend has it that there was a unique sea dragon on the continent of Westeros, so huge that it swallowed the clouds and blocked the sun, fed on sea monsters and sea beasts, and its huge mouth could swallow an entire island.
The first Grey King of the Iron Islands was born. He fought with the sea dragon Naga for three days and three nights and killed it with his sword.
The Naga's forty-four ribs became pillars for building the palace, and his head was made into a throne under the Grey King's buttocks.
Even the towering teeth were inlaid on the crown as a symbol of legend.
It is said that the blood of the Naga ignited the lamp and could keep it burning forever.
But after the death of the Grey King, the Drowned God extinguished the last fire of the Naga.
"Pretending to be a god, your ribs are not as big as the Glutton."
Rhaegar took a look and couldn't help but sneered.
The head is the throne, and the teeth decorate the crown. It can be seen that the size of the sea dragon Naga is just like that.
Balerion's skull is enshrined in the Red Castle crypt, and his throat can accommodate a mammoth to shuttle freely.
Boom——
The Glutton fell to the ground with a bang, and his huge hind feet crushed several Naga ribs, and gray bone fragments fell all over the ground.
Rhaegar jumped off the dragon's back and carefully searched the Naga platform.
Taking a moment to compare the two, the difference between the Naga Ribs and the Glutton became more and more obvious.
The Naga Ribs were very tall, comparable to some large castles.
And the glutton just crawled on the ground, his strong chest parallel to the highest part of his ribs, and even his ferocious dragon head could not drop.
"Where are you!?"
Rhaegar pulled out the black fire from his waist and shouted with gloomy eyes: "Dalton, get out of here."
Isn't it called the "Red Sea Monster"?
Covered in blood and killed countless people...
Then come out and fight him alone to see who is the most powerful warrior in the Seven Kingdoms.
"Dalton, don't be a coward, your fleet will perish because of you!"
Rhaegar stuck a sword into the ground, and his noble silver-gold hair moved without wind.
It has been too long since he personally used a sword, and many people have forgotten his martial arts.
A little Greyjoy dared to rebel.
However, Dalton did not respond to him, and the long-lost system prompt sound suddenly rang.
"This exploration mission is open, the target is the skeleton of the sea dragon Naga."
The explorer's voice came to his ears, and Rhaegar grinned and looked at the Naga ribs that looked like a big hand.
Forty-four tall ribs really look like palace walls.
Suddenly it looks much better.
On the other side.
Dalton entered the secret passage under the Naga platform, and then there was a tremor on the ground above his head, and the clear shout of the young man rang out.
"Only an idiot would fight you."
Dalton gritted his teeth and shuttled through the dark secret passage.
Everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knew that the king of the Iron Throne was young and had the title of "Young Dragon King" before he ascended the throne.
Plus a blue-eyed black dragon that was bigger than several ships combined, who dared to fight him one-on-one.
Outside, the thick smoke from the sea blew to Old Wyk Island.
"Hiss--"
The glutton smelled the smell of burnt meat and fell to the ground with a loud and long cry.
One side of the dragon wing slapped forward, and the short fingers of the forelimbs collapsed a stone slab, revealing the entrance to the secret passage in the dust.
"Huh?" Rhaegar was about to take out the glass candle to scout, and smiled and jumped into the entrance.
So it was hidden here!
If the glutton hadn't been hungry, he would have spent more time looking for it.
Crack --
He broke a bone when he landed, and the smell of mold and rot rushed into his nose.
Rhaegar held his breath and returned to his dragonborn state.
Scales and horns appeared on his forehead, and his purple eyes turned into vertical pupils, and the closed dark space was instantly bright.
Dragons can see at night, and so can dragonborn.
"Dalton, where are you!"
Rhaegar smiled playfully and followed the messy footprints on the ground.
It was just a cat-and-mouse game.
He lost a son, and everyone involved had to pay the price.
Rhaegar was agile, and he ran faster and faster after getting familiar with the environment.
The two chased and fled, and soon met at a corner not far from the exit.
"Dalton, die!"
A wisp of black fire appeared on Rhaegar's cold cheek, and he rushed forward with the black sword "Blackfire".
Dalton was terrified and limped back: "Don't come over here, there are traps everywhere."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Rhaegar shouted, his black robes billowing, and black fires gushed out from the ground.
Instantly, the exit of the secret passage was blocked, and several tongues of fire rushed towards the enemy.
"You are the king, I will fight you."
Dalton had no way to retreat, and he held "Nightfall" tightly in one hand to fight back.
A dark tongue of fire sprang up, wrapped around his blistered waist, and locked him in place.
Another dark tongue of fire followed closely, wrapping around his right hand holding the sword.
The skin and flesh were scorched, and only bones were left of the rootless fingers.
"Are you worthy of fighting with me?"
Rhaegar smiled sarcastically and approached step by step.
When the king of the Iron Throne and the king of the Iron Islands stood face to face, the narrow secret passage was filled with dark flames that swallowed the light.
"You can do magic!?"
Dalton dropped his jaw in shock, and cold sweat dripped down his chin.
"I'm too lazy to talk to you. You don't deserve to hear it."
Rhaegar looked down on him, holding the black fire on his neck, and said contemptuously: "King Dalton, your life ends here."
After saying that, he pulled with his right hand, and the blade flashed with black light.
The head that was burned beyond recognition rolled to the ground, and the headless body was about to fall.
Before that plop, the black flames surged up and burned the remains into white bones.
Rhaegar's eyes were indifferent, and he tiptoed to pick up the "Nightfall" on the ground, and casually caught it and made a sword flower.
"This exploration mission is open, the target is the Valyrian steel sword - Nightfall."
The system prompt sounded again, as beautiful as the melody of a harp.
"There is another unexpected surprise."
Rhaegar held the "Nightfall" in his hand and observed, and regained a little good impression on the red sea monster that had been crushed to ashes.
Valyrian steel swords are rare in the world, and one less is collected.
Before the accident, little Aemon carried the "True Fire" with him. The child and the family sword were gone together.
"This sword is very unique. Leave it to the children."
Rhaegar stroked the bat-shaped hilt and carried it on his back.
No wonder it was named "Nightfall", it does have dark characteristics.
It just happened to match the names of "Black Fire" and "Dark Sisters".
...
At night, the fire swept across the Iron Islands.
The Lannister family's fleet patrolled between the islands and killed anyone alive.
The king ordered that no one in the Iron Islands would be left alive.
Whether it was the Ironborn, mercenaries or hostages, all were executed.
From today on, the Iron Islands are completely extinct from human beings.
Old Wyk Island, Naga High Hill.
Rhaegar sat leaning on his tall ribs, with Helena and Baelon leaning on his broad arms.
The three of them were blowing the sea breeze and slightly closed their eyes to take a nap.
The glutton has disappeared. I wonder if he went out to look for food.
Dreamfire and Uragas crawled nearby, guarding the family of three.
The night deepened.
A voice sounded, waking up Rega who had taken a short rest.
"This exploration is over. Please pick up the lost treasure."
Rega opened his eyes and the system panel appeared.
[Skeleton of the Sea Dragon Naga]
Exploration progress: 100%
[Valyrian Steel Sword - Nightfall]
Exploration progress: 100%
"Really fast."
Rega muttered, guessing the quality of the relic.
Two purple halos were suspended at his feet, and they turned into tiny spots of light when touched lightly.
Bo~~
"The relic was picked up successfully, testing..."
"The inspection was successful, and it was determined to be an epic relic, Naga's tears."
"... It was determined to be an epic relic, the Night Spirit is coming."
