Chapter 175 Silver Dragon’s Puppet Show

Baoyun let out a low roar and motioned for the young dragon behind him to follow.

It doesn't care too much about the dilemma faced by Igalas. After all, no one can say what will happen between dragons.

Corakxiu's sharp roar came again, telling Stormy Cloud the direction of Sylax and Mogul's cave. It specifically told Stormy Cloud not to bring the young dragons to disturb these two dragons.

Storm Cloud knew the reason for this very well, and it was the same when they were in the dragon lair in Dragon Nest City. Wormisor did not allow them to approach Silver Wing's dragon lair - of course, except for Huo Huo and Saraphasus, No dragon dares to approach Silverwing's lair, and Shadowmare and Starsong will also prevent other dragons from approaching the lairs of the weaker Dawn and Dawn.

This is the protection of some of the dragons in the dragon's lair.

Baoyun scanned the caves around the dragon's lair, selected one, spread his wings and jumped into the air, and slowly got in. It still laments that this kind of man-made cave is not as comfortable as a natural cave with its own fire-shaped shape.

Corakxiu still hung himself under the dome, his slender dragon neck hanging down like a snake wrapped around a tree, staring at the young dragons in the dragon's lair who began to look for caves.

At this moment, Po Ying no longer pestered Igaras, but suddenly let go of Igaras, and hid somewhere unknown. When Igaras, who was a little slow, realized that Po Ying was gone, the thick The little dragon was so happy that he flew around the dragon's cave twice before finding a spacious cave and getting into it.

It wasn't until a few days later that Po Ying accurately entangled it again that Igalas realized how naive he was.

Bo Ying was hiding near it. After it had chosen its nest, he directly found a hole nearby and drilled it, waiting for Igaras to relax his vigilance.

Jed Olins and Galesos chose the cave under the storm cloud. The two young dragons were quite smart. They knew that the now huge storm cloud could protect them, so they decisively chose to hug their thighs.

This annoyed the horned tide and the one-horned monster that were one step behind, so they could only find a cave a little further away to live.

Tragedy also struck at the same moment.

The blue-black baby dragon chose a cave and slowly crawled in.

But while crawling, the young dragon suddenly felt something was not right.

No, why does this cave have the same kind of smell?

No, why is this fellow a little angry?

No, why is this cave so big? No, you have to run.

Although the roar communication between dragons does not have much meaning, not even a subject or predicate, but when dragons communicate, the roar will convey details that are richer than its meaning.

For example, the "bad-tempered old blue guy" that Colakhui specifically mentioned when he reminded the young dragons. The young dragon immediately realized who the same kind it sensed was.

Dream about fire.

The young dragon hurriedly tried to turn around and escape, and made a quick cry.

"Blue horned crystal, red snake, white worm, proud sun. Help!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. The blazing dragon flames spurted out from the depths of the cave almost instantly, engulfing the entire young dragon. As a giant dragon born after the Conquest War, Menghuo is the oldest among the existing dragons. , and its dragon flames, which are over a hundred years old, have almost reached the terrifying temperature that melts rocks. The baby dragon just got hit a little bit and it didn't work.

The blue-black scales all over its body were instantly charred, and the young dragon whimpered and fell on the road leading to the cave entrance.

The blazing dragon flames came out of the hole, and the young dragons who had just settled down poked their heads out almost at the same time.

Baoyun roared, telling the young dragons to go back, and then he flew out, preparing to fly to the cave where flames came out, and then there was a tooth-piercing chewing sound.

But he was stopped by Colakhiu who was hanging down.

"Unlucky cub. Intrusion of bad-tempered old blue guy. Death."

A sharp roar explained what had just happened.

A charred dragon corpse was thrown out by a looming blue dragon head. The old dragon stretched out its huge dragon head and let out a frightening dragon roar.

The meaning is very simple.

Don't mess with me. Menghuo glanced coldly at the storm clouds hovering in the air and Colakxiu hanging on the dome, roared, and silently retreated to the lair.

In fact, it was not the unlucky young dragon's fault. After all, no dragon knew that Meng Huo spent a long time secretly opening several caves in order to live comfortably.

Among the currently existing dragons, only Dreamfire, Wormisor, Shadow Nightmare, Star Song and Igalas can emit this kind of dragon flame that melts the mountain.

Therefore, we can only sigh deeply when it comes to transforming the dragon's lair.

After learning that a young dragon died, everyone in King's Landing was helpless.

After all, this is quite normal for a dragon.

Only Viserys lamented the loss of yet another dragon to House Targaryen.

King's Landing, the Red Keep, Maegor's Tower, the chambers of Viserys and Lara.

Fourteen-year-old Viserys lay naked on the bed with a vacant look on his face. The fourteen-year-old boy's thin but still strong body was only wrapped in a silk sleeping sheet.

Lara patiently wiped her young husband's body. The young woman's face was still rosy, and her long silver hair spread behind her was still so smooth. It was not obvious that the woman had just gotten up from the bed.

"My love, what happened? Why are you sweating so much?"

Viserys hesitated to tell Lara what he had just dreamed. His emotions told him that he could, but his reason told him that he couldn't.

He dreamed of the throne room in King's Landing.

The Iron Throne stood majestically on the bottom of the three-headed red dragon.

The king, whose face could not be seen, sat on the Iron Throne, wearing a crown and holding a scepter.

Under the Iron Throne.

All kinds of creatures danced.

Viserys saw gray direwolves blowing horns, crowned stags dancing funny dances, countless roses surrounding harps, making melodious music, and long swords and suns dressed as knights in a farce, fighting each other, just to win the king on the Iron Throne.

Trout beat drums, eagles played harps, lions sang ancient songs, and colorful dragons led seahorses to dance elegant classical dances. The seven-pointed star was flickering and the fire was burning.

Everything seemed so harmonious.

But Viserys saw the silk threads growing from the animals, and even the same silk threads on the head of the king on the Iron Throne, they gathered together and extended to the infinite heights of the sky.

Viserys looked up at the sky in confusion.

He saw a silver shadow flashing across the sky.

"No, dear, I just dreamed of my brother Lucerys"

Viserys said to Lara with a wry smile.

This volume is over, and the titles of the next three volumes are:

"Enterprising Dragons"

"Absurd Summer"

"Feast of Fires"

Aegon decided to rely on the power of Dragonzel to maintain the rule of the Targaryen dynasty, but Viserys noticed the hidden dangers of letting the Vareses family grow, and he decided to do something.

The children are growing up, and new children are born one after another. The new generation of dragons are eager to make achievements, and their stories are equally exciting.