Chapter 84 Shadow is coming

Saying goodbye to Yara, Rhaegar left the Whispering Keep on his dragon.

The last swamp marigolds are said to appear in the Despair Swamp in the middle of the Crab Claw Peninsula.

It is the largest swamp on the peninsula.

It is covered by miasma all year round and has countless poisonous insects.

In recent years, no one has been near the Swamp of Despair.

Rhaegar believed that by riding the dragon across the swamp, it was possible to find the long-lost swamp marigolds.

He thought so and did so.

When he reached the edge of the Swamp of Despair, Rhaegar looked up at the sky.

It's still early.

If you can find a swamp marigold as soon as possible, you can return to Dreadhole Castle before dark.

"Hiss..."

Hovering over the swamp as far as the eye could see, the glutton roared and refused to move forward.

Rhaegar stroked its scales and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, glutton?"

The glutton shook its head and flapped its wings in mid-air.

"Do you think there is danger in the swamp?" Rhaegar guessed.

"Roar……"

The glutton raised its vertical tail and poked Rhaegar on the shoulder.

"Am I in danger?" Rega was stunned.

The glutton roared and flew over the swamp, aiming at a mud-covered area and spitting dragon flames.

boom--

The dragon flames exploded in the air before they even touched the muddy pond, blowing a fishy wind and kicking up large swaths of mud.

Rhaegar frowned when he witnessed this scene.

"Is this...miasma?"

He heard it from the bachelor who taught the class.

In many places with poor air circulation, harmful gases accumulate and can easily explode in case of fire.

The Swamp of Despair has existed for who knows how many years, and the accumulated miasma is extremely strong.

Only the dragon flames of the glutton can detonate the miasma.

"Are you afraid that I might accidentally inhale the miasma?"

Rhaegar patted the glutton's back and said with some emotion.

The glutton is indeed the strongest and largest wild dragon. He is deeply versed in the principle of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and his wisdom is no lower than that of ordinary people.

"Hiss..."

The glutton looked back at the driver, his green vertical pupils showing some kind of warning.

"Have you been to this swamp?" Rega understood immediately.

"I'm looking for a flower with strong vitality. Do you know where it can be found?"

As he spoke, Rhaegar took out a piece of the crest of the Kleb family, with a lifelike swamp marigold engraved on it.

Doubt flashed across the eyes of the glutton, he opened his mouth to hold the clan emblem, and flapped his wings to take Rhaegar in another direction.

Its speed is very fast and its flight path is very random.

In a short time, one person and one dragon arrived at the other corner of the Swamp of Despair.

A mud swamp formed by multiple swamps eroding pine forests.

The miasma here is much weaker than that in the Swamp of Despair.

The glutton looked back and growled at Rhaegar, as if to express something.

Rhaegar looked down at the dark and corrupt swampland below and understood immediately.

Take out a handkerchief from the bracelet, pour water on it, and cover your mouth and nose.

The glutton snorted in dissatisfaction and lowered his figure.

Its original intention is to tell the dragon rider to come down.

The stupid dragon driver obviously didn't understand.

The glutton glided over the swamp, its huge body covering a large area of land. One or two pine trees scraped against its belly and were broken in an instant.

The ferocious dragon head turned back and forth, as if searching for something.

Rhaegar knew it was looking for the swamp marigolds.

The glutton must have seen, or even eaten, swamp marigolds before.

When he first came to the Crab Claw Peninsula, Gluttony was seriously injured, so he hid him in the valley and left on his own.

Rhaegar never asked where he was.

Now it seems that 80% of them are looking for the swamp marigold, which is also known as the flower of life.

Otherwise, its injury will not heal so quickly.

The glutton soared, sniffing and sniffing, not bothering with the miasma of the swamp.

Rhaegar rode on the dragon's back, occasionally catching his breath as it rose into the air, waiting patiently.

Gluttony is already an adult dragon.

It can find what the young dragon rider needs.

Absolutely cold.

Rhaegar felt a chill running down his spine, feeling like something was peering at him.

Looking back, there is nothing but swamps and pine forests.

"Glutton, I have a bad feeling and am on alert."

Since being framed and plotted on Dragonstone Island, Rhaegar's caution has greatly increased.

The slightest movement will attract his attention.

"Hiss..."

The glutton neighed at the top of its lungs and lowered its head to continue searching, but the change in the rhythm of its wings flapping proved that it did not deny the dragon master's instructions.

Flying for a while.

Swish——

A shadow tentacle stretched out from the darkness, pounced on the glutton gliding at low altitude like a snake.

The glutton was already on guard. The moment the shadow appeared, he moved sideways and lowered his body to avoid it.

"Dragon Flame!"

Rhaegar on the dragon's back gave the order almost simultaneously.

The glutton sprayed out a dragon flame, covering the shadow tentacles in mid-air.

Zila——

As soon as the shadow tentacles came into contact with the dragon flames, they immediately made a burning and piercing sound and turned into droplets of black viscous liquid.

Rhaegar locked onto the spot where the shadow tentacles emerged.

Under the shade of an old withered pine.

"Where!"

After getting along for a period of time, Gluttony and Rhaegar developed a good tacit understanding. The dragon's kiss was aimed at the old pine, and the dragon's flames spurted out.

The old pine was engulfed by the dragon's flames in the blink of an eye and turned into charcoal.

There was no trace of the shadow tentacles.

Swish swish——

Just when one person and one dragon were confused, shadow tentacles stretched out from all directions, like a closed net.

The glutton keenly sensed the danger, flapped its wings vigorously, and quickly took off.

Green dragon flames fell from the sky like a flood, baptizing the shadow tentacles below.

In an instant, all the shadow tentacles were burned.

Rhaegar looked down seriously, alert to the attack of shadow monsters.

However, it took a while.

The shadow monster never reared its head again.

"Glutton, let's go, it's important to find the swamp marigolds."

If the shadow monster doesn't appear on its own initiative, Dragon Flame has nothing to do with it. The plan to resurrect the Shadowbinder's head is more important.

Gluttony glanced around to confirm that there were no shadow tentacles, then changed direction and flew away.

The most important thing on the Crab Claw Peninsula is marshland.

There is always a swampland hiding treasures that ordinary people cannot touch.

…

The sun is gradually setting in the west.

The glutton flew across several small swamps.

Eventually we stopped in a swampy area near a stream.

The bones in the swamp are all caused by the miasma accidentally inhaled by wild animals that drank water nearby.

Glutton landed in the center of this swamp.

His feet broke some pine trees to use as pedals.

In front of it, on a piece of mud-covered bluestone, grew a golden orchid.

Rhaegar sat on the dragon's back and recognized it as Marsh Marigold.