Chapter 667 Awakening the Rage of Bronze
Buzz——
The sword body with dense water ripples rippled slightly.
The silver-gray blade, which had been burned by the dragon flames of Balerion, the Black Death, became darker and darker.
Lei Jia let out a sigh and noticed an inconspicuous change.
"I'm healed." The Ugly Giant muttered and touched the burn on his face: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Giant, call your tribe."
The son of the forest approached cautiously, his green eyes looking at the giants digging the tunnel.
Seven in total, including the eight in front of me.
It is far less prosperous than the giant tribe in ancient times, but it is still a powerful force that cannot be ignored today.
"Call them?"
The ugly giant reacted slowly and looked at the silver-haired human in front of him.
Fear filled his heart, and anger appeared in his eyes.
Damn humans, for killing two of his companions.
"Huh?" Rhaegar glanced up, and the black fire ignited.
Before the ugly giant could retreat, a sharp dragon roar echoed in the outside world.
"Hiss!"
The giant object crashed to the ground, casting a shadow over the entrance to the underground passage.
The dragon odor mixed with the smell of mutton poured into the nasal cavity, and brown mud-colored rugged scales blocked the entrance.
"Quiet, sheep thief."
A cold voice sounded, and the temperature in the air suddenly rose.
An ugly mud dragon was crawling on the ground, its withered head turned sideways, its sunken vertical pupils full of malice.
The wings of his nose twitched vigorously, and a muffled groan came from the depths of his throat.
Rhaegar glanced back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Turning around to stare at the ugly giant, he flicked the black fire in his hand.
The meaning is clear.
Life or dragon flames?
The ugly giant's body was stiff, his eyes were staring straight at the ugly dragon at the entrance, and his thick lips could not help trembling.
No matter how tall the giant is, it is only the size of a young dragon.
A mouth that can chew wood is no match for a fire-breathing dragon's kiss.
"Giants will not surrender."
The ugly giant mustered up his courage and guarded his dignity tremblingly.
Rega's eyes were cold and he raised his left hand high.
The sheep thief narrowed his eyes, stopped sniffing his nose, and opened his mouth full of sticky saliva.
The ugly giant was frightened and got up from the ground to look for his clansmen.
A giant slapped them all, and they all hid behind the children of the forest.
Giants never surrender, but they can listen to their allies.
Be brave, but not stupid!
Seeing this, Rhaegar laughed dumbly and sheathed the Black Fire sword.
He dislikes these stupid people who know current affairs.
Especially a group of savage and ferocious tall giants.
Not long after.
When eight giants dragged a giant with a broken leg out of the underground passage, the night watchmen in Castle Black were in an uproar.
They all drew their weapons and wanted to fight the giant to the death.
Until the young king and the duke walked out later, the desperate atmosphere disappeared.
"Hiss-"
The huge black dragon hovered outside the Great Wall, and the green dragon flames kept spraying, killing savages one after another.
Lei Jia suddenly looked back, indescribable surprise.
It is hidden knowledge in history that dragons will not cross the Great Wall.
Great-grandfather, King Renrui and Queen Alexa visited the Great Wall.
Alysanne's dragon Silverwing refused to cross the Great Wall, and its driver failed several attempts.
In contrast, there is no record of refusal at Wormisall.
According to the story told by his father Viserys about King Renrui helping the Night's Watch against the wildling invasion, there is a high probability that Wormisor fought across the Great Wall.
When Rhaegar drove the glutton to the Great Wall, he clearly felt the resistance of the dragon under his crotch.
Gluttony is unwilling to cross the Great Wall, and seems to be afraid of certain creatures on the other side of the Great Wall.
The matter was urgent, and Rhaegar did not force it.
The dragon dispatched the savages outside the Great Wall, and he blocked the invaded underground passage.
"Glutton himself flew over the Great Wall."
Rhaegar murmured softly, feeling touched in his heart.
"drive!"
Loud shouts sounded from behind Castle Black, and the sound of intensive horse hooves fell like drums.
Roderick Dustin led the Winter Wolf Army of 2,000 men and took the lead in attacking the Great Wall overnight.
Behind the Winter Wolf Army, there are the Trout flag of Riverrun City, the Long Bridge flag of Luanhe City, the golden apple tree flag of the Rowan family...
More than a dozen flags stood high, each leading a cavalry team to gallop.
"It's time to counterattack!"
Rodrick had a loud voice and rushed to the front waving flags.
Rhaegar's mind turned and he called to Aemond who was riding on the dragon's back: "Stop the army and I will open the city gate."
After that, he quickly ran into the winch ladder.
The night watchman was very discerning and worked hard to turn the winch to transport the king to the Great Wall.
"Get out of the way, Nunu will do it."
The ugly giant pushed the night watchman into the snowdrift and turned the winch with one hand as if for fun.
Soon, Rhaegar saw the scene outside the Great Wall.
The green dragon flames spread all over the wilderness, and the wails one after another could be heard endlessly.
The giant black dragon went crazy and turned the battlefield into a terrifying purgatory.
Sensing the driver's sight, he regained his senses in the dark distance and glanced at the city with his pale green eyes.
Rhaegar ignored old Benjiko's obstruction and jumped directly from the observation deck.
"Hiss-"
The height of the Great Wall was a full eight hundred feet, and it fell on the black dragon wings when it was halfway down.
"Break down the gates, glutton!"
Rhaegar climbed back into the saddle and sat down, pulling on the reins to control the dragon.
Both the cold winter and the Great Wall are affecting the dragon's sanity.
As cunning as a glutton, he also needs the guidance of a driver.
The glutton folded its wings and stamped the ground with its hind feet.
"Hiss-"
With a roar as loud as thunder, the thick dragon tail thrust out straight.
After breaking through the mountains of gravel and breaking up the melted snow, the underground passage was illuminated by a beam of light again.
"Rush!!"
Roderick's roar immediately sounded, and he took the lead on his yellow-maned war horse.
The next moment, thousands of cavalry troops filed out.
There were a hundred thousand savages in the army, but a crazy dragon killed 30% of the army, and the rest fled in all directions.
The kingdom's coalition forces chased him on horseback, launching another round of bloody strangulation.
boom--
The glutton slowly flew down on the Great Wall, his strong chest heaving violently, and the ferocious dragon's kiss overflowed with strands of saliva.
Rhaegar sat on the dragon's back, looking down at the battlefield below.
Suddenly, one person and one dragon raised their heads at the same time.
Further north in the Ghost Forest, there is a land of eternal winter covered with heavy snow.
It seemed that a cold wind was quietly blowing up, trying to blow across the entire northern border.
…
Old town, towering tower.
The towering white tower is like a sharp sword, but the top of the tower is incomplete and covered with endless charred black.
Inside the tower, high level.
A violent argument continued, with male and female voices confronting each other.
"The merchants of Quels are despicable bastards, and the king gave us a hint to kill them!"
"No, the Thirteen Giants are so rich that they can rival the country. We can't offend them rashly."
"The enemies have reached our doorstep, Leonor Hightower!"
Samantha Tully looked agitated and yelled at her young husband.
Leonor's face was childish, and he was timid and hesitated to speak.
He is only sixteen years old and is not yet a qualified noble lord.
Boom!
There was a knock on the door and the attendant's voice was urgent.
"Sir, Count Alan had a conflict with one of the Thirteen Giants, and the two sides got into a fight."
Samantha's face turned pale and she quickly asked: "Which Count Alan?"
The old man Linman of the Bisbury family abdicated the throne and the title of earl of Beehive City has been inherited to his grandson Alan Bisbury.
"It's your brother, Lord Tully."
The attendant's answer was the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Leonor, send troops."
Samantha was so anxious that she gritted her teeth and said, "The merchants of Quils have bullied us, why don't you summon the vassals?"
Upon hearing that his brother-in-law and the Thirteen Giants of Quayles were in conflict, Leonor suddenly became confused.
After a while, the honor belonging to the old town of Hightower came to his heart, and a fierceness emerged out of thin air.
Leonor clenched his fists and his face turned red with anger.
Soon, a green flame ignited on the top of the towering tower.
…
Harrenhal, Isle of Thousand Faces.
"Roar——"
A moss-green old dragon lay on the beach, flapping its wings and roaring melodiously.
The huge body was half-shrunk in the dense bushes, sleeping comfortably with his eyes closed.
At the same time, deep in the dragon's lair.
The mountains were filled with pitch-black dragon stones, and cold winds roared through caves of all sizes.
Tap tap tap...
Slow footsteps stepped on the rough ground, and the torch swayed to illuminate the deep cave.
"Breathe fire and ride on wings."
"Stand both heads side by side and sing to the three."
A gentle humming sounded, and Belron's face appeared in the firelight.
"By my voice, the words of fire."
"The magic of blood, the sacrifice paid for."
The high Valyrian song that awakened the dragon echoed melodiously, and Belron's expression gradually became tense.
Boom——
The moment the singing stopped, a huge outline swayed deep in the cave.
Belron took cautious steps, his eyes fixed on the shadows.
You have to be careful, it's an angry beast.
The next second.
"Hiss!!"
The bronze dragon head suddenly poked out from the ground, and a pillar of golden fire poured out from its bloody mouth. Its scales glowed with a metallic luster under the firelight.
It is the dragon of grandfather Viserys, the Fury of Bronze - Vormithor.
"Hoululu~~"
Wormisor's vertical pupils were icy cold, he split the dragon's kiss fiercely, and approached the tiny silver-haired boy.
Disturbing its slumber will be punished.
"Quiet, Wormisor!"
Belron shouted loudly and pulled out the dragon-taming whip from behind his waist.
Wormisor's vertical pupils shrank suddenly, the ferocious dragon head with horns and crown lowered slightly, staring at the silver-haired boy and the jet-black whip repeatedly.
After a while, the golden dragon flame accumulated deep in his throat disappeared.
A pair of wide brown wings rested on the dragon stone platform of the cave, revealing half of the dragon's body as strong as a mountain.
The driver is not around and it doesn't want to wake up.
The temperature in the air is getting lower and lower, and only staying deep in the Dragon's Nest will not affect it.
"Wormisor, I need your help."
Belron looked up, his chest rising and falling slightly.
Great-uncle Daemon left King's Landing on a bloodworm, and there was no dragon in the dragon's lair.
The entire capital fell into an unprecedented period of weakness.
Grandfather is in poor health and the tamed dragon sleeps in the dragon's nest.
It's better to leave it to him and sit on the throne with Uragas.
"Hoululu~~"
A flash of darkness flashed through Wormisor's vertical pupils. He understood the silver-haired boy's request, but he didn't want to help easily.
It only cares about the truly strong, not the power-hungry worms.
"Come with me, now!"
Belron's expression darkened, and the dragon-taming whip slapped against the stone wall.
"Hiss!"
Wormisor was immediately furious. The dragon's head thrust forward, knocking the silver-haired boy to the ground.
If it weren't for the strong blood-like aura, I would have swallowed this little thing in one bite.
"Wormisor, do you think I'm a coward!?"
Belron struggled to get up, his eyes darkened.
A flash of green fire flashed deep in the purple eyes, revealing the Dragonborn state for the second time.
Three green scales sprouted from his forehead, and the two tiger teeth in his mouth gradually became sharper.
"roar!?"
Wormisor hesitated, his broad nose twitching slightly.
Crack!
The dragon-taming whip suddenly stretched out and struck the neck of the giant bronze beast.
Immediately, it wrapped around the thick neck like a black snake.
"To serve the family, I need your power!"
Belron said seriously, his palms ignited with green flames.
Plop——
Unable to withstand the shackles of the dragon-taming whip, Wormisor staggered and smashed the dragon's head on the platform, smashing a large piece of dragon stone into pieces with the horn crown on his lower jaw.
Belron acted accordingly and climbed onto the dragon's back along the brown dragon's wings.
"Hiss!!"
In an instant, golden dragon flames erupted like pillars and abyss, washing the depths of the cave like lava.
With the loud roaring noise, the entire dragon nest shook.
"Scream?"
Outside, Uragas raised his head in confusion and looked at the towering strange dragon nest.
boom--
A gigantic creature with bronze scales all over its body and a crown of horns that looked like thorns rushed out of the cave, flapped a pair of brown dragon wings and rushed up to the sky above the Divine Eye Lake.
"Dragon Flame, Wormisor!"
A familiar voice gave the order, coming from the back of the bronze dragon.
"Hiss!!"
Wormisor's roar shocked the sky, and a dragon flame rose into the sky, and the aftermath dispersed the heavy clouds and mist.
"Haha, let's go back to King's Landing."
Belron sat on a bronze saddle, waving his dragon-taming whip and laughing loudly.
Vermisor raised his eyes fiercely, looked back at Harrenhal, and slowly flew across the vast God's Eye Lake.
"Roar——"
Ulagas let out a long roar, took off on the beach, and soared into the air, chasing one person and one dragon.
