Chapter 43 Blood and Fire Come from the Same Origin

"We meet again, the agent of the gods."

The sound of the Three-Eyed Crow, like a rotten dead wood, came from the throat of the huge dark crow. Logically speaking, the crow could not make such a human voice, but with the blessing of magic, everything was possible.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Lord Three-Eyed Crow."

Clay stood still, holding the hilt of his sword with one hand, and said to the uninvited guest without expression. This time he did not hold up the Quen Seal. He was not afraid of the Three-Eyed Crow in this form.

But he soon discovered that there was more than one uninvited guest at the scene.

An extremely tall shadow emerged from the woods, holding a wooden box in his hand.

His face was a little silly, he was very fat, his hair was messy, and he had a typical northern appearance. From a distance, Clay's hearing brought him the intermittent murmurs of the strong man:

"Ado...Ado..."

With a sigh in his heart, Clay knew who he was. This was the Winterfell stable boy Hodor who sent Bran to meet the Three-Eyed Raven in the original timeline when Bran left the Wall and sent him to see the Three-Eyed Raven. He was a completely pathetic person. people.

The three-eyed crow was also looking at Clay. Through the crow's cloudy pupils, he saw Clay in his eyes as a body made of complex magic power. A kind of magic power that made him uncomfortable flowed in this body.

This is what he is most afraid of, and it is precisely because of this that he is willing to lower his stature and agree to Clay's conditions. Among creatures like them whose bodies are full of magic power, the most dangerous thing is to be contaminated with unknown magic power.

This will cause their body structure to collapse, directly causing irreversible damage.

"Since you let that child go, I will naturally fulfill my promise, Agent of Ability God."

The three-eyed crow flapped its wings, as if it really thought that it was a crow. It waved its wings at Ado, who walked toward Clay with a dull expression holding the wooden box.

"As you wish, this is a dragon egg. It comes from the dragon Womax who once came to Winterfell. When I found it, I kept it with me, but I didn't expect that it would be given to you now."

When the box was opened, Clay's eyes were immediately attracted to the oval creation on the stand.

It is dark blue, dotted with golden stripes, and its scale-like surface has extremely rich textures. The eggshell seems to be covered with a layer of glaze, or it may be said that it looks like exquisite enamel that can only be made by Mill.

It was quite large. Clay gestured with his hands, and it took about two hands to hold it up.

Although he had imagined what the dragon egg looked like countless times, when Clay actually saw this dragon egg, he had to admit that this might be the most perfect creation of the gods in this world.

Stretching out his palm and placing it on the surface of the dragon egg, Clay felt a coldness. Sure enough, this dragon egg had turned into stone over the long years. In the era when the magic power receded and the dragon disappeared, nothing in the world could wake it up. people.

Although his reason told him that this thing was a hot potato for him now, he knew that he could no longer let this dragon egg slip away from his hands.

"It seems that you like my gift very much, the agent of the gods."

The voice of the Three-Eyed Crow echoed in Clay's ears, waking him from his reverie.

"I have to ask again, Lord Three-Eyed Crow, why do you do this?"

Clay's question goes straight to the essence of the matter. As long as Clay dares to delay, the power of the adult dragon will be equivalent to the mushroom eggs of the five gangsters in the original time and space, and it will be a real killer weapon.

The Three-Eyed Crow was not surprised at all by Clay's question and answered very patiently:

"Still the same answer, my lord and I both want to survive... If you and your gods cannot occupy the land in the south, then R'hllor and his agents will occupy it. As I said, overpowering Expanded He causes imbalance in the entire world.”

R'hllor's agent? Clay thought of one person, the red-robed witch who changed the direction of the war—Melisandre!

So, Melisandre supported Stannis in his fight for the throne and used fire magic to resurrect Jon Snow, was it actually R'hllor's will?

Hiss, this bastard really has no good intentions. He promoted himself to the throne and occupied the land in the south. Isn't it obvious that he was hiding behind the scenes to let himself and R'hllor fight in the ring? This old Yinbi!

After thinking about all this, Clay's face became a little unsightly, but at this point, it was impossible for him to refuse this gift.

Gritting his teeth, Clay took the box containing the dragon eggs from Ado's hand. The three-eyed crow baited himself. Clay decided to be a fish that eats the bait but does not take the bait!

"Then tell me now how to hatch the dragon egg. A king died in the tragedy of Summer Hall. I know that it is impossible to wake it up by ordinary methods."

In the building called Summer Hall, which was once the summer palace of the Targaryen family, Aegon V Targaryen lit a wildfire in the palace in order to bring back the dragon to the increasingly weakened family, and in order to hatch the seven collected dragons Dragon eggs.

Conspiracy, or the pyromancer's mistake, in short, the ending of this matter is sighing.

The violent wildfire got out of control. Both the king and his crown prince died in the fire, and the royal family's vitality was severely damaged. Daenerys's brother Rhaegar Targaryen was also born in the fire.

Regarding this tragedy of a descendant of his family, the Three-Eyed Crow was only slightly silent, but soon continued the topic:

"They failed, not because of fire, nor because of Targaryen's blood. In fact, they lacked the most critical thing, and you and I both have this thing."

Both me and you? Clay instantly understood what the Three-Eyed Crow meant and blurted out: "Magic!"

The Three-Eyed Crow's head tilted forward slightly, obviously agreeing with Clay's words:

"Yes, magic power. When the last dragon died, the magic power of the entire world fell into a low ebb. At present, the conditions for awakening the magic dragon are high temperature, special blood, and magic power."

"This method was not used before the dragon became extinct. The dragon itself, which is made of magic power, can be hatched. But now, this method can only be used. There is no other choice."

The Three-Eyed Crow gave his solution, and after hearing the plan, Clay fell into deep thinking.

No wonder Clay figured out why Daenerys was able to hatch her three dragons.

The physique of the Unburnt allowed her to survive the fire, and the Targaryen blood itself was the most special thing in the world.

Sacrificing the witch, her husband and her children allowed her to gain precious magic power in this era of low magic power. So, when all the conditions were met, the magic dragon in the stone was awakened. After a long summer, the stars wept blood, The mother of the dragon was born!