Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 248 The Key of Fire
Following the guidance of the flame of a glass candle, Viserys quietly set out from Broken Arm of Dorne in the early morning of a certain day. After flying high into the sky, he no longer had any scruples and headed at full speed in the direction of the flame.

It had been more than two months since Fremy left Dragonstone. Viserys sent people to follow her, but as soon as the ship reached Pentos, they lost her whereabouts and returned empty-handed. Viserys did not expect a few guards to do anything in Essos, but Fremy's absence for more than two months still made Viserys more cautious about this invitation to "walk with the gods".

The other party promised the full power of "Stormsong", but what was needed was Viserys' help to find something in the ruins of Valyria - the Key of Fire.

This thing sounds like a key, or some kind of artifact, but Fremi herself doesn't know what it is. She only says, "When we find it, we'll know what it is."

As for why we need Viserys' help.

Fremy said: Because Viserys is the only demigod in the world who can enter the ruins of Valyria and move freely. Even if the Drowned God wants to take action, he will be blocked by the highland barriers raised by Valyria and cannot go deep into it.

Such was the reason given, and whether or not to agree was entirely up to Viserys.

Finally, under the pressure of Doomsday, Viserys agreed.

Having faced the ice dragon magic of the God of Cold in Braavos and witnessed the wrestling between the remains of the God of Storms and the Drowned God in Stormlands, Viserys's current strength may be enough to sweep the human world, but when facing the true power of gods in this world, he still needs to have the corresponding "personality" and "power".

After coming into contact with "Song of the Storm", Viserys clearly felt how terrifyingly malleable this power was.

Viserys often thought that if a scientist with deeper scientific literacy and knowledge of physics were to come in, the "Song of the Storm" could be used to achieve even more terrifying power.

The "Red God" and the "Cold God" possess complete "songs". When they attack, will they engage in magical duels like primitive people?

These "gods" who have existed for tens of thousands of years are probably not easy to deal with. Only the original "Storm God" foolishly injected his power into living things, causing them to wreak havoc in the world and eventually died.

Since obtaining the power of "Storm Song", Viserys has been able to fly at full speed up to Mach 2, which is almost equivalent to modern supersonic fighters and can break the sound barrier, but this magical body still lags behind. Such a high speed requires a lot of magic power and a huge body to provide consumption. It is impossible to cruise at this speed during normal flight. So Viserys used it as a killer weapon to escape.

Being alone, Viserys flew very fast. In just an hour, he had crossed the Stepstones and entered the disputed land.

The direction indicated by the glass candle was still northeast, which was neither Lys nor Myr.

Soon, Viserys went deep into the interior of Essos. He looked up from high in the sky to see the direction of the river and found that he had roughly reached the Golden Fields.

And it was this probe.

This surprised Viserys for a moment.

Under the clouds, large tracts of golden plains were flooded by river water, and the rivers on the earth were overflowing. Looking around, the entire Lorne River basin had become a turbid flood zone, the grasslands turned into swamps, the forests turned into swamps, and the hills turned into isolated islands.

This field, once known for its fertility, looked as if it had been plowed by something. Viewed from above, it looked as if the earth was torn with festering wounds.

No wonder, according to previous news, all the Dothraki who had been stranded here for a long time fled eastwards and returned to Dothraki.

No one could have imagined that the Dothraki, who had been causing trouble here for nearly two years, would finally withdraw from this place in this way.

The floodplain of the Rhoyne ended at the confluence of the Korn and Undercurrent rivers, at the ruined city of Ar Noye. Ar Noye was a ruined city where only river pirates and cursed stone men roamed. But when Viserys flew over, he saw many huts built on the ground, which seemed to be the disaster refugees who wanted to escape to Qohor.

The suffering that these people of Essos were experiencing had nothing to do with Viserys. He just continued flying. When he finally saw the Blackstone Road built by the Valyrians on the land, and the direction indicated by the glass candles was almost the same as the road, Viserys realized that his destination was, as expected, Qohor.

At this moment, Viserys thought of Qohor's rumors about "dragons".

The guidance of the glass candle stopped somewhere in the dense primeval forest of Qohor. Viserys looked down from the sky and found that this was a canyon deep in the dense forest, more than ten miles away from the dark city of Qohor.

The two hills formed a canyon in the dense forest of Qohor, and deep in the canyon was a huge natural pit.

And in the cracks of the cliffs in the big pit, there is a monastery hidden.

If Viserys hadn't had sharp eyes and was looking down from a high altitude, he might not have been able to find the monastery.

The protruding part of the cliff is composed of several red-roofed stone buildings, and inside the cliff there is a huge cave.

Like every temple of the Red God, a red tower was built inside the cave, with a blazing flame on top of the tower.

As Viserys was looking around, several monks in red robes walked out from the depths of the monastery's caves, surrounded one of them and came to the front of the Red God's Flame Tower, seemingly holding some kind of ceremony.

Soon, Viserys noticed that the red-robed monk who was surrounded by the crowd seemed to be looking at him.

It was Fremi.

So Viserys descended from above and finally landed on the top of the cliff where the monastery was located, where he waited for Flemmy to come.

Although Viserys had no desire to enter the temple of the Red God, he still observed.

The red-robed monks below seemed to turn a blind eye to Viserys's actions, and Freyme didn't seem to care about Viserys's actions either. She just continued to lead the monks in performing some kind of ceremony in front of the Flame Tower below.

Not long after, a large group of red-robed priests appeared in the monastery cave, dragging a huge iron cage with chains and axles.

Seeing this, Viserys couldn't help but wonder if the red monks might have hollowed out the entire mountain, or if there was originally a huge cave in the mountain, so the monastery was built here.

The iron cage looked like it was pulled out from the ground.

And as expected by Viserys, in the iron cage was a pterosaur that was estimated to be about four or five meters long.

Even though he had seen pictures of them in books in the Citadel, this was the first time Viserys had seen the winged dragons of Sothoryos.

This dragon does look very similar to a giant dragon. It is also a two-legged pterosaur, with a similar head-to-body ratio. It also has spines on its back like a giant dragon and has a slender body.

But its neck is obviously shorter than that of a dragon, and its lower limbs look stronger than those of a dragon.

This creature is more like the large carnivores that dinosaurs evolved into.

It obviously couldn't breathe fire, so it could only make helpless noises in the cage.

Its voice sounded more like that of a large bird than that of a wild beast - hearing it reminded Viserys of the calls of pelicans or flamingos he had seen in documentaries in his previous life.

Viserys mourned its next fate.

The ceremony held by Fremi and so many red-robed monks was obviously not an ordinary ritual activity.

Sure enough, as the pterosaur arrived.

Fremi began to lead the recitation in some mysterious language.

Immediately afterwards, the monks began to chant aloud. As the chanting became louder and louder, flames suddenly rose in the monastery tower.

And the scene that made Viserys feel toothache appeared with the terrible chanting.

A low and hoarse voice sounded in the huge cave, and wisps of flames rose from Fremi's body. As the monks led by Fremi chanted the mysterious language, it was as if the flames with mysterious power were guided and fell on the monks' bodies.

Then, a terrible scene appeared.

The monks squatted down and spread their legs. Their bodies glowed from under their red robes. Wisps of black smoke began to flow out from between their thighs. The black smoke was as thick as liquid and as black as ink.

The monks cried out in pain, and it was hard to tell whether it was pain or frenzy, or both. As they cried out in pain, the black smoke turned into shadowy creatures that looked like twisting children in strange postures.

Viserys felt a chill run up the back of his neck.

Black shadows resembling small children appeared under the flames rising from the tower. They stretched, tore, and twisted like noodles, and finally passed through the bars of the iron cage and flew towards the winged dragon in the cage.

The black shadows were like chains, penetrating into the wings, legs, chest, abdomen and even head of the pterosaur without any hindrance. The flesh and blood of that huge creature seemed to be just a layer of thin paper, unable to block the chain-like black shadows.

The pterosaur only had time to let out a short hiss before it completely lost its voice.

Viserys guessed that in a split second the wyvern was dead.

Blood, a large amount of blood gushed out from the mouth of the pterosaur that was pierced by the black chains, but strangely, the blood did not flow to the ground or splash around. Instead, it was like small snakes, entwining the shadow chains and condensing into brown chains with the shadows, as if terrifying tentacles had grown on the body.

At this time, Fremi stepped forward and waved her hand. The red-robed priests who had pushed the iron cage up earlier immediately responded and stepped forward to unlock the iron cage.

Just like that, Fremi walked up to the pterosaur that had been completely disfigured, reached out and grabbed one of the chains made of a fusion of shadows and blood, and then, as if climbing a staircase, she rode onto the terrifying pterosaur guided by one of the chains.

As he watched, Fremi drove the pterosaur out of the iron cage, spread its wings, and began to run in the cave like a normal living creature, taking advantage of the momentum to soar and take off.

Just like that, Fremi rode the pterosaur with black smoke and blood chains wrapped around its body, flew out of the cave, flew over the monastery, and arrived at the top of the mountain.

Came before Viserys.

Fremy's voice was cold, as if she was talking about a trivial matter: "Then let us set off, Your Majesty Viserys."

Her voice was still as pleasant as ever, and even though she was riding on that terrifying pterosaur surrounded by black mist, she still looked strangely holy.

Viserys looked deeply at Fremy and responded calmly, "Please lead the way, my lady."

Fremi nodded indifferently, and drove the "pterosaur" up from the top of the mountain and straight into the sky.

Viserys suppressed the urge to look toward the monastery caves to see the fate of the monks after the terrible ceremony, and flapped his wings to follow Frelmi's "winged dragon".

Viserys looked at the miserable pterosaur and couldn't help but think of Nightfire, the giant dragon hatched by Daenerys. If R'hllor had found a way to hatch dragons without Daenerys, Nightfire would probably have shared the same fate as this winged dragon.

I don't know whether Fremi chose to control only this long-winged dragon because she didn't have enough strength to control a larger dragon, or because she felt that such a large and flying pterosaur was enough as a means of transportation.

Soon, Viserys realized that things might be more complicated than he had imagined.

At first, Viserys thought that Freme had taken a wyvern and that they could fly directly to Valyria.

Unexpectedly, Fremi's dragon still needed to eat and rest.

Only then did Viserys realize that this pterosaur, which had been transformed by Fremy through rituals and witchcraft, had not become a biological weapon powered by magic, and its flying speed was not fast, only about the same as that of an eagle.

It was around dusk when they flew out of the dense forest of Qohor and arrived at the grassland.

It was at this moment that Fremi saw a group of wild horses on the edge of the Kohor Forest.

So she informed Viserys that she would rest here for the day, and drove her modified pterosaur to hunt among the horses.

Viserys found a foothold and watched in amazement as she drove her pterosaur towards the herd of horses.

Although the scene of the pterosaur hunting wild horses with its brown tentacles made of shadows and flesh was extremely bloody and the scene could be described as weird, for some reason, the shock that Viserys had felt from the transformation of the creatures in the monastery was somewhat diminished after this experience.

The horror filter disappeared inexplicably.

By the time Fremy had fed and watered the pterosaur and said that it needed to rest before it could continue flying, the pterosaur that Viserys had ritually transformed through Fremy had completely lost its mystery and weird filter.

When Viserys saw the pterosaur sleeping soundly by the river at night, he finally couldn't help asking, "Can I understand that you first killed and then resurrected the pterosaur, and as for these things, they are the means you use to control it?"

Viserys felt inexplicably strange. He refused to have any contact with Fremy, let alone take her flying - because Viserys was afraid that if he came into contact with her, she would commit suicide and release the power in her body to entangle Viserys.

Perhaps that was why Fremi needed a means of transportation. However, there could not be such a coincidence in the world. The Red God Temple did not just happen to have such a pterosaur. It was obvious that R'hllor's followers had coveted the Valyrian dragons and Sothoryos pterosaurs for a long time. Viserys even suspected that there might be a fire dragon worm in a Red God monastery.

Fremi asked back, "Have you seen the power of the Red God to be resurrected from the dead?"

"I have heard."

She replied: “This is the power of God.”

Viserys asked, "Why can't it go without food or water like you do and have plenty of strength?"

She looked back in surprise: "There are so few creatures in this world who are blessed with divine power like you and me. How can such power be possessed by a worthless thing?"

"And what about the wights?" Viserys asked curiously. "So, do wights need food and drink?"

In his opinion, corpse ghosts are like a kind of biological perpetual motion machine.

Fremi said: "The alien gods use cold to give them the power of movement. They are essentially dead things, the flesh and blood servants of the aliens."

Viserys couldn't help but look at the pterosaur with strange brown "shadow flesh tentacles" on its body: "So, this pterosaur is still alive, a living creature?"

Fremi replied as a matter of course: "Of course, this is the power of the Red God!"

"." Viserys looked at the pterosaur that was sleeping like a biohazard boss. It was hard to associate its appearance with a "living thing". Finally, he changed the subject, "How long will it take for it to rest before it can set out again?"

"We will set out at dawn," Fremi replied, "But Lord Viserys, I would like you to bring some food for the pterosaurs. We are expected to enter the territory of Matalis at the northern end of the Sea of ​​Sighs tomorrow. From there, it will be difficult for the pterosaurs to obtain normal edible food."

"What do you mean?"

"The land of Valyria is cursed. You don't think that's just a rumor spread by mortals, do you?"

Viserys couldn't help but look at the pterosaur again: "I just didn't expect that it would still have requirements for the quality of food even in this state."

"Or will you walk with me into Valyria? Or shall we purchase mutated monsters from the city-state of Mataris to use as our transportation?"

When they set out the next day, the horses that Viserys had targeted on the Dothraki grasslands were in trouble. Viserys had to hunt down several wild horses, freeze them into ice, and fly in his hands.

It was not until evening that Viserys and Fremy finally arrived at the northern shore of the Sea of ​​Sighs.

This pterosaur was only three or four years old. Although it had reached maturity and could hunt on its own, it had not yet fully grown up, and its flying speed was not very fast. Viserys had to fly slowly to match the speed of the pterosaur.

But compared to taking a boat or riding a horse, they actually only flew for one day and one night to reach the northern end of the Land of Long Summer from Qohor, which was a speed that ordinary people in this world could not imagine. You know, a normal caravan riding a horse or taking a boat would take half a month to a month to cross mountains and rivers and travel by boat to get there. As soon as he entered the Land of Long Summer, even if it was just the northern end of the Sea of ​​Sighs, Viserys clearly felt a strange breath.

They rested that day on a high hill in the west of Mataris, from which they could look down to the south to the narrow inland sea of ​​the Land of Long Summer - the Sea of ​​Sighs.

The Valyrian Freehold once ruled this inland sea, and the northernmost city of Matarys was founded by colonists from the Valyrian Freehold. The Valyrian Roads run along this inland sea, leading inward to the ruined cities of Bacharath and Oros, and outward to Volantis in the west and Meereen in the east.

This inland sea was once a testimony to the prosperity of Valyria.

When the Freedom Fortress was at its peak, Mataris, located in the far north of the Sea of ​​Sighs on a major transportation route, was an extremely wealthy and prosperous city.

But now, this sea and this city have become symbols of horror, just like Valyria.

The water of the Sea of ​​Sighs has turned into a terrible reddish brown color since the catastrophe - like blood. People say that this sea is a symbol of hell when the catastrophe happened. It is the blood of demons that permeates this place and makes it look so terrible. The nearby city of Matarys, although located on the edge, was not destroyed by the disaster and continues to be inhabited, but the people here are said to be cursed since the catastrophe and are born deformed. People regard Matarys as an evil and ominous place and call it "the city of monsters."

By the way, before this departure, Viserys had made up for the knowledge about Valyria in the Citadel. When he saw these descriptions, Viserys was still thinking that Valyria might have encountered an incident similar to a nuclear bomb attack, resulting in rampant radiation.

But as soon as he arrived at the Sea of ​​Sighs, with enough status and a close understanding of magic, Viserys could easily feel that the magical atmosphere in this land was extremely chaotic and rich. The power that was analogous to "radiation" was exactly the chaotic magical power that was rampant in this land.

As for the blood-red color of the Sea of ​​Sighs, there is a more scientific explanation. From the smell of rust and pungent air in the wind, Viserys can tell that this inland sea, once a Valyrian fortress, is now covered with sulfide acidic substances and minerals with extremely high iron content after volcanic eruptions.

Compared to the sea of ​​blood that can be observed with the naked eye, what is truly poisoning this land is an extremely chaotic magical force. Even before he went deep into it, Viserys felt a sense of oppression just at the northern end of the Land of Long Summer.

Even though he possessed the power of "song" and could be called a "demigod", he still felt the blockage and influence of the chaotic magic on his own magic circulation in this environment.

This means that these chaotic magical powers have a source in the same person as Viserys - the power of "Song".

Viserys had not expected that there might be living creatures surviving in this "sea of ​​blood". At nightfall, he saw strange fish leaping out of the sea water. They looked horrible and covered with tumors.

As Fremi said before, all creatures on this land have undergone terrible mutations, which is the so-called curse. Not only fish, but also occasional birds and beasts are like this.

Viserys looked at the nearby city of Matarys. Although it was recorded in the books of the Citadel, he felt an inexplicable sadness when he actually saw that there were still people living in that city, farming and working on the heavily polluted land outside the city. Most of those people were radiated by magical power, and their bodies became strange and bizarre. Growing multiple limbs and two heads were only relatively mild mutations. The more serious ones almost turned into weird inhuman appearances.

In the past four hundred years, those mutants who lost their civilization have long since changed from the once-invincible citizens of Valyria to a small tribe of radioactive people who have not yet been extinct. They are regarded as monsters and demons by passing merchants and normal people.

There were even slave-catching teams passing by, offering large rewards to slave-catchers to enter the city and capture some strange-looking "freaks" to be sold as special slaves.

According to the academy, these "people" living there are the first survivors who survived the looting and massacre. Over the years, they have long been expelled from the human race by normal humans and regarded as non-human aliens.

Viserys had no intention of contacting them. He was not their savior, just another traveler passing by.

After resting for a night on the northern shore of the Sea of ​​Sighs, Viserys and Fremy set out again the next day.

Flying across the Sea of ​​Sighs in an environment filled with pungent smells and stagnant magic, we entered the true ruins of Valyria.

If you don't come here to see it, it's hard to imagine that four hundred years later, this land that people thought was tortured has gradually formed a new ecology. Some herbs with red leaves and stems grow wildly in the wilderness, and some strange, grotesque, and demon-like creatures live in this land.

And Viserys soon understood why no mortal could survive here.

Because those creatures that survived the chaos magic generally had some mutated abilities, just like the monsters from fantasy worlds or horror novels. For example, a small rodent that might have mutated from a mouse, Viserys observed them eating the stems of that herb when he found it.

When it senses a threat, the creature will spray an acidic liquid from its mouth, which can even leave indelible marks on rocks.

Following the Valyrian Road that was vaguely visible in the ruins, Viserys and Fremy finally arrived at the last city in the north of the Sea of ​​Smoke, and also the last place where they were expected to rest in peace, Oros in Valyria.

This is a ruined city on the northern shore of the Sea of ​​Smoke, across the sea from Tria.

From here, you can see the most terrifying area of ​​Valyria, the boiling sea of ​​​​smoke, and the Valyrian Peninsula where the capital of Valyria is located.

There are cliffs all around, and the sky has been forever red since the Doom of Valyria four hundred years ago. The sea of ​​smoke below seems to be boiling forever along with hell. A large amount of pungent smoke rises from the volcanoes and smoking reefs in the sea of ​​smoke. What is unimaginable is that, looking from a distance, there is actually "vegetation" covering both sides of the ruins of those horrible environments.

The "vegetation" that looks like giant trees is covered with volcanic ash, making it difficult to determine whether it is a strange woodland made of volcanic ash or real trees.

What is even more unimaginable is that the ruins of the city of Oros still have "people" living in the sturdy fortresses once built by the Valyrians.

But compared to the city of Mataris, the "people" here are more dehumanized and less like normal humans. They are afraid of the sun and are used to appearing at night. They have terrifying shadows in the night and move in ghostly ways, more like the demons and ghosts in folk legends.

It can be said that it is basically impossible for a normal person to survive in such an environment.

Viserys could not imagine how Euron the Crow's Eye, who once claimed to have reached Valyria, had done it.

Viserys couldn't help but ask, "Our target is the main peak of the Fourteen Fire Peaks in the Valyrian city?"

The Fourteen Fire Peaks is a huge chain of volcanoes that stretches across the junction of the Valyrian Peninsula and the mainland. Viserys has received information about the volcano from the Dragonbinder. In order to mine red gold, gold, silver and some other minerals, the Valyrians dug thousands of mine shafts inside the volcano.

Not only that, there are countless giant dragons digging nests and building caves between the volcanoes. It can be said that after thousands of years of excavation, the wells inside the entire fourteen fire peaks are connected, and can circle the world more than ten times, which is even more exaggerated than the Xiangpiaopiao advertisement that Viserys has heard.

Now, after the catastrophe, the earth collapsed and the land sank. If you want to find something in the current well, it may not be done overnight.

Fremi's answer was still vague: "We'll know when we get closer to there."

There are many rumors about the doom of Valyria, including natural disasters, digging through Hell, infighting among dragon kings, or the failure of spells to control volcanoes. The version Viserys got here is that the gods worked together to destroy Valyria. Since entering the Land of Long Summer and feeling the magical chaos there, Viserys feels that the story of the gods working together is becoming more and more credible.

Viserys asked, "Valyria was destroyed by the gods, wasn't it?"

Fremi looked back quietly and replied calmly: "Sorry, I can't answer this question for you. It's not that I'm hiding it, the fact is, I don't know."

"You do not know?"

"I am only a tool of God, Your Majesty Viserys. You may think that I should have more secrets and know more." Fremy shook her head, "But the fact is that I am only a tool. I know you will find it strange, but it is the fact. I don't know why my mission has changed again and again, and finally it became asking you to help find the so-called 'Key of Blazing Fire'. I don't even know what that thing is. But this is the decree of God. I am His tool, and I will move forward according to His will."

It was strange that when she said this, Viserys suddenly felt that she was like a person. He stopped asking her about the gods and looked at her as a person for the first time: "I think you will die here. I am curious, are you afraid?"

"No, it won't," Freyme replied, "Death is not the end for us, Your Majesty. Death is a return." She saw Viserys shaking his head, so she stopped talking about their philosophy of death and said, "I know I am sacrificing for a great cause, so I am not afraid. But..."

"but?"

"Your Majesty, I know that you can be called a 'god'," Fremi suddenly asked, "I want to know how you view us mortals, your believers. Do you love them?"

"You asked me this, which means you have the answer in your heart."

She paused, and after a few heartbeats, she regained that sense of holiness: "Thank you for your answer."

At dawn, after resting, they set out again.

Crossing the sea of ​​smoke formed by the shattered peninsula, we entered the real danger zone.

They had just arrived over Tria, and since they had to cooperate with Fremi's pterosaurs, their speed was not fast. Viserys was just trying to take the opportunity to observe the ruins of the city of Tria to see if he could find any trace of the Tria library that the current director of the Citadel, Dr. Marwyn, had been dreaming of and was willing to die for a chance to read.

But unexpectedly, a strange black fog suddenly flew out from the ruined city and headed straight towards Viserys and Fremy in the sky.

Wait until the black fog gets closer.

Viserys saw clearly that it was a group of strange mosquitoes with black smoke trailing from their tails. The mosquitoes swarmed in all directions and formed a black wind that attacked Viserys and Fremy directly.

From a distance, Fremi controlled the tentacles formed by the shadows and flesh on the pterosaur to wave continuously.

Viserys was amazed to see that the tentacles actually brought out flames, but the pterosaur tentacle attack controlled by Freyce did not have much effect. Although each swing could take away a cloud of black mist, it was a drop in the bucket compared to the huge population.

Viserys did not hesitate and immediately spewed out flames towards the black fog.

What Viserys didn't expect was that the fire breath that was used to attack carbon-based creatures did not pose much threat to these strange things. Although the flames did suppress the black fog, some mosquitoes still survived after the fire breath ended, and they regrouped and continued to attack.

Viserys thought briefly, then switched to Frost Breath.

And as expected, when the black fog encountered the frost, it was as if it had met its nemesis, and it showed signs of melting as soon as it touched the ice fog.

And this wave of black fog was completely melted away by the frost breath in just a few breaths.

Viserys thought to himself that this strange mosquito had no record even in the Citadel, so it was probably a mutated creature after the catastrophe.

The land on this side of Valyria is different from the northern coastal area. The land on this side of the peninsula is severely damaged and close to barren, with almost no grass growing. Volcanic ash is piled on the ground, and occasionally black matter with a strange glow can be seen. It is extremely rare for living creatures to survive in such a place. Before Viserys saw it with his own eyes, he could not believe that there were swarms of strange mosquitoes.

And there were quite a few of them. As they went deeper, under the terrifying red sky of Valyria, those strange mosquitoes even poured out from some strange vents where lava could be faintly seen, and attacked Viserys and the others in the sky.

This suggests that this creature is extremely heat-resistant and must have enough nutrients or prey to allow it to form such a large population.

Viserys wondered if Balerion the Black Dread had encountered something like this when he returned to Valyria.

And in the seemingly desolate ruins of Valyria, there are probably other terrifying creatures living, forming a unique biological system after the catastrophe.

Coming along the broken Valyrian road from Tria, Viserys had seen many huge dragon bones buried in the ruins and volcanic ash. Most of the black matter that shone strangely in the strange red sunlight of Valyria was exposed dragon bones.

Such dragon bones can be found almost everywhere in the ruins. One can imagine what terrible things the dragons of Valyria encountered when the catastrophe came, so that even though they had already flown into the wild, they still could not escape the fate of falling.

Flying at high altitudes, apart from those mosquitoes, there were no other strange creatures to attack them.

Viserys and Fremy were actually inhuman beings, so the pungent smell of sulfide and volcanic ash in the sky, and the chaotic surge of magic in the sky did not hinder their actions.

However, even though the pterosaur had been transformed into an extremely terrifying appearance, it was still an ordinary creature and could not withstand the terrible environment of Valyria. It was visibly falling into some strange influence.

Its speed slowed down visibly, and it hung its head, looking drowsy.

Fortunately, Fremi can still control it through the strange shadow tentacles, and it can continue to fly.

When Viserys and Fremey approached the ruins of the Valyrian city and saw the majestic black walls and the huge black buildings that had collapsed, the pterosaur actually showed symptoms of exhaustion and had to make an emergency landing.

Check after landing.

Only then did they discover that there were dead mosquitoes left on the tentacles of the pterosaur. These mosquitoes seemed to be left behind by the black fog when Fremi was controlling the pterosaur to attack.

Only then did Viserys realize that the tentacles that grew on the pterosaurs after the transformation were not just decorations, but organs that were truly connected to the pterosaurs' flesh. The corpses of these mosquitoes contained some kind of magical toxin, which entered the pterosaurs' bodies through the flesh and blood on the tentacles.

In other words, it's sick.

It's just weird.

A creature that was biochemically transformed by Fremi's divine power actually fell ill in Valyria after being contaminated by the corpse of a mosquito in just a few hours.

Apart from lamenting the weirdness of the land of Valyria, Viserys was unable to make any other comments on the matter for a moment.

Seeing that the ruins of Valyria's capital city were within sight, Viserys was reluctant to contact Fremy, but if he walked there, he would be in vain. "What should I do next?"

"It's dying." Fremi said calmly, "Your Majesty, please breathe ice on it to remove the poison in its body. I will revive it again. I hope its life force will be strong enough to fly to the ruins of the city."

Viserys asked, "Ice can treat poison?"

Fremi replied: "I just found out about this, too."

Viserys secretly complained, why is it that R'hllor gives out information like squeezing toothpaste, can't he give it all at once?

If Viserys had known that those mosquitoes were weak to ice, he would not have let this biochemical pterosaur lose its life so easily to these strange insects.

As for Fremi, she asked him to exhale.

Viserys was no longer surprised. This method was undoubtedly to kill the pterosaur and the pathogens in its body first, and then resurrect it with the magic of the Red God.

Viserys did not hesitate. The land of Valyria was so strange that staying in the wilderness meant danger. Viserys approached the dying pterosaur and seemed to see a trace of fear in its eyes, but Viserys didn't care and just blew a breath of frost at it.

In just a moment, the pterosaur died from Viserys' breath.

And its corpse began to emit smoke strangely, especially the tentacles.

Viserys felt an inexplicable chill.

Perhaps the bacteria and viruses on the land of Valyria have evolved into horrific diseases.

Although his dragon body is made of magic power, the body after formation is flesh and blood, but it is based on the magic power flowing inside.

Seeing the pterosaur sizzling with smoke, Viserys didn't care about his face and immediately used a wave of icy breath to disinfect himself, and asked Fremi: "Do you want a sip of it too?"

But when he looked over, Viserys immediately noticed that there was an inexplicable divinity in Fremy's expression.

She replied indifferently: "You have the power of song, Lord Viserys. Why fear such mortal creatures?"

Then, her body suddenly began to glow, and a raging flame seemed to be burning in her flesh and blood. A cluster of flames spewed out of her mouth and landed on the pterosaur that had just been killed by Viserys's frost breath.

The ice and snow melted and the flesh and blood solidified.

In just a moment, the pterosaur's lifeless eyes regained their luster, but compared to before, they had lost some of their agility.

But there is no doubt that it has come back to life.

(End of this chapter)