Chapter 643 The Destitute Prince Herding Sheep
Rega was stunned for a moment, and two things appeared out of thin air in his hands.
A water-blue eye, with an amber vertical pupil in the middle, about the size of an adult's fist.
Rega first checked Naga's eyeballs. His hands were cold and slippery, leaving a thin layer of frost on his palms.
The second piece is a dark, irregular-shaped stone with a smooth surface that undulates slightly, as if it is breathing.
"Ye Lin...Ye Ling..."
Rhaegar muttered to himself, raising the stone above his head to study it.
Both are epic relics, each unique in its own way.
Call up the system panel and check the prompt word for the departure relic.
1. "The tears of the last sea dragon Naga, the Drowned God deprived it of its blood, longing for fullness."
2. "Bloodthirsty things hatch insect eggs."
The two prompt words correspond to two relics respectively.
An idea flashed in Rega's mind, and he seemed to be deep in thought.
He stood up and slowly put Helena and Bellon down, then picked up "Ye Lin" lying on the ground and walked towards the beach.
"roar……"
Meng Huo quietly opened her vertical pupils and watched the silver-haired figure walking away step by step.
Uragas was lying on the other side, his thick dragon tail flicking lazily, sleeping and snoring like an old man.
Beach edge.
Rega came by the moonlight and threw the aqua blue [Naga's Tears] into the sea.
Plop!
The rippling sea surface stirred up waves, and then suddenly rolled up a whirlpool, as if there was a pump pumping powerfully underneath.
"Haha, it's true."
Lei Jia smiled faintly, confirming the understanding of Hai Long's blood.
Even if Hailong Naga is dead, there are no blood vessels left to store blood.
Absorbing seawater to awaken spirituality is a reasonable way to open up.
Next, Rhaegar held the jet black stone with one hand and raised the long sword "Ye Lin" with the other hand.
After thinking carefully for a while, Rega gritted his teeth and said, "Give it a try."
He lifted the sword and wiped it on his wrist, and the red blood flowed and dripped on the dark stone.
Bang bang bang!
The stone was stained with blood and immediately trembled violently like a living creature, with a red blush appearing on the dark body.
The system prompt sounds.
"Congratulations, the arrival of Eidolon has been activated, you have obtained..."
[Blood Witchcraft: Bat Bug]
Level: Excellent (Blue)
Function: hatch a little thing that sucks blood and senses the same connection between bones and blood.
Evaluation: "The long-lost blood witchcraft is suitable for large families to distinguish bloodlines."
The stone jumped with a "bang", and the outer layers of the dark stone layer peeled off, revealing a dark oval insect egg.
The insect egg is only one finger long, and curled up inside the transparent film is a small creature that looks like an insect but not an insect, and looks like a bat but not a bat.
Under Rhaegar's watchful eye, the little thing quickly hatched and was born.
Thumping!
Like a flapping moth, the little thing turned over and spread its small and exquisite wings.
"What's the use of this gadget?"
Rega tilted her head and reached out to poke curiously.
Take a sip.
The bat insect's mouth, the size of a grain of rice, suddenly opened to the size of a bowl, and its two sharp teeth bit the skin of the fingertips.
"Hiss!" Rega gasped in pain.
It hurts and feels like the blood is being sucked out of me.
At the same time, a weak connection appeared out of thin air with the little thing in his hand.
"Jiji~~"
The bat bug drank a few drops of blood and wandered around its owner happily.
The whole body is covered with dark fluff, and its wings are light red wing membranes. It is only the size of an ordinary butterfly.
Rega blinked and accepted some related inheritance in his mind.
The bat bug has no combat power and is a auxiliary magical creature.
That is, the mysterious creation of blood witchcraft.
The only function is to establish a blood connection with the host and reproduce more male bat insects by laying eggs and hatching them.
The male bat bug is unable to reproduce, retains the ability of the blood necklace, and has sensory communication with the dominant female bat bug.
"In other words, if the little thing is quick to lay eggs, you can give one to each of the children."
Rhaegar's eyes flashed.
With the help of the bat bug, he can sense the approximate location and status of the child carrying the male bat bug at any time.
"If it were Aemon..."
Rhaegar held the bat bug in his hands, his expression a little gloomy.
Buzz——
There was no time to feel sad, the whirlpool in the sea gradually stopped, and a soft aqua blue halo emerged from the water.
Rega looked immediately and put away the bat bug with his palm.
"Jiji~~"
The bat bug screamed, was crushed into a ball of black mist, and slid into the palm of his hand.
That's what's good about magical creations.
Not real life, but possessing a shred of superficial wisdom.
Like ouroboros and dream-eating toad.
Lei Jia made a big move with his hand, and the aqua blue halo slowly fell into his hand.
"Congratulations, Naga's tears have been activated, you have obtained..."
【The Blessing of Sea Dragon】
Level: Epic (Purple)
Function: Gives you a layer of sea dragon skin, sea water and ice resistance +50%
Comments: "When winter envelopes the earth, this layer of fake leather can save your life."
Rega opened his mouth slightly, and a transparent halo flashed across his skin.
"An extra layer of dragon skin?"
Looking at the fonts on the system panel, Rega groped around hurriedly.
The skin is firm and porcelain white, without any sticky liquid or snake-like skin covering it.
"It hasn't changed, it's still the same skin."
Rega was in a daze for a moment and brought up his personal panel.
【Rhaegar Targaryen】
Talent: Dreamer (gold)
Bloodline: Dragonborn (+63%)
Runes: Bronze (green), Ouroboros (blue), Dream-eating Toad (purple)
Blood witchcraft: Batworm (blue), Dragon Dance (purple)...
Relics: Blood and Fire, Dream Vision, Sea Dragon's Blessing...
Special Items: Space Necklace, Dragon Horn (Unrecognized)
Evaluation: "The Prince of Ice and Fire, favored by the Fire Dragon and the Sea Dragon."
"It's really a status-type relic."
Rega whispered softly, raised Ye Lin and slashed his arm with a sword.
Buzz——
Blue dragon scales emerged, forming the first layer of protection to block damage.
Then a layer of gray-white keratin appeared on his arm, and the fine patterns like scales were wet.
Rega was silent for a while, and said unconfidently: "Can I still be considered a human?"
Dragonborn status, bronze runes, sea dragon skin...
Lay upon layer of relics, his physical fitness and appearance are already very different from ordinary people.
"Maybe."
A dark line appeared on Rhaegar's forehead, and he sighed softly: "The dragon kings of ancient Valyria must have ordinary dragon descendants like me."
It is reasonable for such a powerful free fortress empire to have some inhuman existence.
Rhaegar comforted himself silently.
...
The next day.
The weather was gloomy, and clusters of stalactite-like clouds accumulated in the sky.
"Hiss--"
A giant dragon as black as carbon soared in the wind, holding a ten-meter-long long-winged dragon corpse in its ferocious dragon mouth, chewing it bloodily and cruelly.
"Hiss...hiss..."
More long-winged dragons emerged in groups, and the white and green stripes formed a strange sight, circling over the Iron Islands.
Whenever a long-winged dragon tried to slip away, a giant dragon would descend from the sky and drive it back mercilessly.
On the Naga Hill.
Helena raised her slender swan neck high and looked at dozens of long-winged dragons drilling into various places in the Iron Islands.
Some went into the caves, some slipped into the ruins of the buildings...
"Father, is this really okay for us?"
Belron held a black insect egg in his hands, his face a little worried.
"Ironborn is alive, okay?"
Rhaegar's face was as pale as paper, and there was an extra insect egg in his palm. He handed it to Helena while speaking.
The bat worm lays eggs very quickly, with sufficient blood and magic.
Two eggs were born overnight, and there was a bit of excessive blood loss.
"But the people of Lannister are all afraid of you."
Belron looked at the empty Iron Islands, which have now become a pasture for the royal family to raise long-winged dragons.
From a barren land to a barren land.
"Fear is better than contempt, and the king does not need to be so kind."
Rhaegar's eyes flashed slightly, and he took his eldest son's head gently.
If he had been more serious at the beginning, the bitch of the Baratheon family would not dare to neglect Aemon.
It's not too late now.
While the family is becoming more powerful, the centralized rule of the kingdom is truly carried out.
Otherwise, the family will decline one day.
Baelon was silent after hearing this, leaning on his father's arms for warmth.
He missed Aemon a little.
Although he was naughty and annoying, he was a twin brother from the same mother.
Tick-tock~~
A tear dripped on his boots, and Rhaegar looked down.
It was the eldest son who shed tears, and he couldn't stop it like a flood.
"Cry." Rhaegar hugged Baelon's shoulders and whispered: "After today, you will be an adult."
"Woo woo..."
Baelon's shoulders shrugged, trying hard not to cry.
He didn't cry when the news of Aemon's accident came.
He didn't cry when Storm's End burned and slaughtered all the Iron Islands.
But suddenly he calmed down.
Sadness emerged silently, hitting the fragile heart hard.
"Wow, I don't have a brother anymore."
Baelon hugged his father's waist tightly, crying breathlessly: "Father, Aemon..."
When it comes to the key point, it's like a lump in the throat and he can't open his mouth.
"Okay, it's no big deal."
Rhaegar pretended to be calm, his eyes gradually solemn: "There are still many people who have to pay the price, the iron race calls it iron money."
Baelon shook his head vigorously, still unable to accept his brother's sudden departure.
"Let's go."
Helena was not good at emotion, and she held the hands of the father and son with a depressed look, and spoke softly: "Later, build a prince's palace on Pyke Island and firmly control the Iron Islands."
Rhaegar glanced at her and knew that she wanted to say something comforting.
Prince's palaces in Stormlands and Dorne are imperative.
It is not easy for the West to intervene, and there is the River Bay to hinder it, so it doesn't make much sense to build a prince's palace.
The Iron Islands are good. They can build a small palace across the sea from Lannister Harbor, and can better raise long-winged dragons.
…
At this time, Pentos.
“Oh lo lo~~”
On the Valyrian Road, a Dothraki cavalry galloped with strange cries.
There were as many people as the front, all of them were strong warriors.
Behind the cavalry, ropes were tied to a large group of ragged slaves and money carried in carriages.
The tribal khal was invited by Prince Reggio to serve as a guerrilla team to disrupt the Golden Fields.
But the wind changed.
The king of the Iron Throne had lost his son, and both the East and West continents knew that the Dragon King was going to take revenge.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Bravs and Pentos decisively declared a truce.
And sent envoys to King's Landing to comfort the regretful death of a dragon prince.
The war stopped, and this Dothraki tribe lost its employer.
Prince Reggio of Pentos was good at winning people's hearts and gave a large number of slaves and money to the tribal khals to avoid backlash.
"Hurry up, plunder the next village, and we will return to the Great Grass Sea!"
A young blood guard waved a scimitar and rushed into the nearby village first.
The war can be stopped, and the gifts can be accepted.
But these are what the Dothraki warriors deserve.
Only what is robbed is the extra gain of this trip.
The simple bandit mentality is unreasonable.
An ordinary fishing village.
"Run!"
"Spare my life..."
The Dothraki cavalry rushed in, killing all the men and the elderly, burning all the houses and straw.
Women were abused, and children were abducted as slaves.
"Khal, there is also a silver-haired boy here!"
The young blood guard walked out of a thatched house, holding up his pants in one hand and holding a silver-haired boy in the other.
"Put him in a cage."
Oben Kao had a rough face. When he turned his head, his thick beard and thick braids swayed, and the bells jingled.
"Yes, the blood of my blood."
The blood guard laughed grimly and dragged the silver-haired boy to the iron cage where pigs and dogs were locked.
The captured children were treated like pigs and dogs.
Bang!
The iron cage was closed, and a bunch of children were crowded.
"Haha, wait for a good price in Slaver Bay."
The blood guards hit the cage with knives, which was already common.
Os. Kao rode past the cage and saw the silver-haired boy who didn't cry or make a fuss among a bunch of panicked and crying children.
The silver-haired boy had a dead look in his eyes, staring with a pair of purple eyes and watching silently.
As if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Valyrian?"
Os. Kao was slightly surprised, raised his whip and pointed: "Pull him out, stay to herd sheep."
The blood guard did as he was told and dragged him out again.
Os. Kao watched the whole process, carefully observing the appearance of the silver-haired boy.
The appearance can change, but the nobleness in the bones cannot be concealed.
"Your necklace is very special."
Os. Kao noticed the dragon head pendant under the coarse linen clothes and touched it with his whip.
The silver-haired boy did not dodge or evade, but stared deeply with his empty purple eyes.
"Hehe..."
He opened his mouth to speak, and his voice was hoarse like nails scratching glass.
After a while, Os. Kao put away the whip and rode away with a solemn face.
A person who is not afraid of death cannot be driven by fear.
Stay.
Be a horse boy or a shepherd boy, and you may get a fortune.
