Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 229

Above the sea of ​​smoke, Blazing Shadow was flying with difficulty. Its huge body seemed extremely fragile in the wind, swaying on the verge of collapse, like a leaf that could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Every time it flaps its wings, it is a huge torture for Chiying.

The wound on its abdomen was torn and its scales were broken due to the previous attack by the sea monster. At this time, it was violently cracking with the flapping of its wings.

The blood continued to gush out and could not be stopped.

The wounds in other parts of the body were also unable to bear the heavy burden. Under the force generated by the flapping of the wings, they split open again and blood splattered out from the wounds.

The blood gathered in the air to form a long bloodstain, like a blood-colored ribbon that slowly floated in the wind, extending along the flight path of Chiying.

Finally, Blazing Shadow flew over the continent and officially entered the Valyrian ruins area. The sky here seemed to be covered by a thick gray curtain, and the dense fog was even thicker, like a bunch of cotton candy piled up together, making it impossible to see the scenery in the distance. The dense fog was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and it was also full of dangerous atmosphere, as if hiding countless unknown horrors.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar was heard in the silent fog. The sound was like a thunder, breaking the original silence. Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the fog on the right and attacked Chiying.

The shadow was moving extremely fast, like a streak of black lightning, leaving a blurry trail in the thick fog. The air currents it created stirred up the surrounding thick fog into chaos.

As the black shadow approached, a strong sense of oppression came over him, making Chiying feel greatly threatened.

Although this monster was only half the size of Chiying, it looked ferocious and terrifying. Its body was covered with a layer of black scales, and its head was similar to that of a crocodile, with sharp fangs, each as long as an arm. The surface of its wings was covered with a tough film, which was covered with intricate blood vessels that could be faintly seen in the weak light. When the monster stared at Chiying, its eyes were filled with endless murderous intent and desire for prey.

As the monster approached quickly, Chiying's eyes, which had been a little dull due to pain, suddenly became sharp, and it keenly sensed the approaching danger.

Without any hesitation, Chiying immediately opened his bloody mouth and spewed dragon flames at the monster.

The blazing dragon flame was like a surging pillar of fire, sweeping towards the monster with overwhelming force.

The flames burned violently in the air, and wherever they went, the air became distorted as if it was ignited.

The monster was instantly enveloped by the dragon flames. Its black scales began to turn red under the burning flames, making a sizzling sound, as if it were an iron plate being roasted over fire.

The monster let out a strange cry of pain, and the sound echoed in the smoke-filled air, making people shudder.

However, the pain from the high temperature burning did not seem to make the monster retreat, but instead angered it even more. Its eyes became even more blood red, revealing a kind of crazy ferocity, and regardless of the injuries it suffered from the dragon's flames, it still rushed towards Chiying desperately.

Chiying endured the severe pain from the wound, and at the moment when the monster was about to pounce, Chiying cleverly avoided the attack.

At the moment of avoiding, Chiying's powerful hind claws stretched out like lightning, accurately grasped the monster, and the sharp claws pierced deeply into the monster's body. The monster was caught by this sudden grab, and its body suddenly paused.

Then, Chiying stopped spitting dragon flames. It bit the monster's wings fiercely and tore them hard, tearing the monster's wings apart in an instant.

The monster let out a shrill scream, its body lost balance, and after struggling for a few times in the air, it fell downwards and soon disappeared into the clouds.

At the same time, more terrifying screams came from the fog, one after another. Chiying immediately flew hard towards the direction of the dragon's lair.

Suddenly, a monster rushed out from under Chiying like a black lightning.

Its target was clear, and it went straight towards the injured part of Chiying's abdomen.

At this time, the wound on his abdomen seriously affected Chiying's ability to move, and he was unable to completely avoid the sudden impact.

However, at the moment of impact, Chiying showed a strong fighting instinct. Its powerful hind claws reacted quickly in the air, holding the monster tightly like a pair of pliers.

During the fight between the two in the air, Chiying did not bite the monster directly, but opened his mouth wide with flames surging in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of blazing dragon flame gushed out of its mouth again.

The dragon flame swept towards the nearby monster like a roaring beast.

The monster was wrapped in dragon flames, and its body was quickly burned in the high temperature flames. It screamed miserably and struggled desperately in the flames, trying to break free. But the power of the dragon flames was too strong. After struggling for a while, the monster's body gradually lost strength and finally fell downwards.

Hearing the terrifying screams getting closer, Chiying didn't care about his weakness, and flapped his wings forcefully, flying towards the dragon's lair frantically.

Finally, the outline of a volcano emerged faintly in the distance. Its huge mountain body was looming in the mist, like a sleeping giant, exuding an aura that was familiar to Chiying.

As they got closer to the volcano, the entrance to the dragon's lair became clearer, but the roar behind them was also approaching quickly. Just when Chiying was about to be caught up by the monster, he successfully rushed into the crater.

When the monsters followed him into the dragon's lair, the magic power left by Belleris was like an invisible flame, burning the monsters that entered the dragon's lair. The burning pain made them roar miserably, and then a horrible breath came from the depths of the dragon's lair.

The monsters quickly flew away from the dragon's lair in fear, wandering outside unwillingly, making bursts of roars.

One of the monsters seemed to be enraged by the pain caused by the burning, or perhaps attracted by its own kind, and it immediately bit the monster next to it. A fight broke out between the two monsters in an instant, and they tore each other with their claws and teeth. Blood splattered, and a brutal fight took place outside the dragon's cave.

Gavin on the dragon's back had already woken up from the violent turbulence of the battle. His consciousness gradually returned in the pain and chaos, but it was followed by a tearing pain. The wound seemed to be pierced by countless hot needles at the same time. Every vibration was accompanied by unbearable pain. It felt like the body was torn apart and pieced together again, but not completely healed. Breathing became rapid and difficult. Every breath was like pulling a rusty bellows. The tingling sensation in the lungs made it almost impossible for him to breathe smoothly.

Although the Heart of the Dragon played a role at the critical moment, stopping the bleeding for him and preventing him from falling into a more dangerous situation due to excessive blood loss. However, the hideous wound was still shocking. Due to the exhaustion of magic power, the wound repair process came to a standstill. The skin and tissue that should have gradually healed under the nourishment of magic power could only helplessly remain in the injured state at this moment, as if time had solidified at the wound. What's more serious is that Gavin's spirit and magic power were extremely consumed. It seemed that there was a storm raging in his mind, and his mental power was overdrawn, making him feel a deep sense of emptiness. This sense of emptiness was like a bottomless black hole, constantly devouring his consciousness, making him dizzy and his vision blurred. Every time he tried to concentrate, he would have a severe headache, as if his head was about to be torn apart.

At this moment, his body was extremely weak and he could only lie limply on the dragon's back.

His body was swaying in the wind. If he had not held on to the dragon scales tightly, he would have fallen off the dragon's back.

Soon, Chiying finally flew over the lava lake where Belleris's skull was.

Below, the magma in the lava lake was rolling, and hot bubbles kept coming out, emitting suffocating high temperatures.

Without any hesitation, Chiying dove into the lake like a falling meteor. The boiling magma instantly enveloped it. However, the magical thing was that the magma seemed to have a special healing effect on dragons. Chiying's originally rapid and heavy breathing gradually stabilized after contacting the magma. Its injured body seemed to slowly recover its strength under the nourishment of the magma.

"Chiying, go over there." Gavin shouted weakly.

His voice seemed very weak in this hot environment, but Chiying still heard his command. Chiying supported his weak body and slowly moved in the magma, approaching the center of the magma.

As he got close to Belleris's skull, Gavin endured the severe pain and used his last bit of strength to roll off the dragon's back.

His body arced through the air and landed on Belleris' skull.

As his body came into contact with the dragon bone, a gentle magic power slowly entered his body from the dragon bone. This magic power was like a clear spring, nourishing his dried-up magic power source. The Dragon Heart seemed to have been supplied and began to work hard to repair Gavin's injuries. Gavin could feel a warmth coming from his wounds. The wounds that were originally unrepairable began to heal slowly under the effect of this magic power. His spirit gradually recovered. Although his body was still weak, he was no longer on the verge of collapse as before.
Half a day passed before Gavin managed to get up with the nourishment of dragon bone magic.

He subconsciously touched the skin on his chest, where there used to be a hideous wound. Although it had now healed under the combined effects of the Dragon Heart and the dragon bone magic, he could still feel a dull pain in the wound. At this moment, he felt extremely weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

He immediately turned his gaze to the Chiying standing beside him, his heart filled with worry. He slowly walked towards the Chiying and checked its injuries, and the scene before him made his heart tighten.

The dragon scales on Chiying's abdomen were broken into pieces, and the flesh and blood were all over the place. In some places, even white bones could be seen.

Feeling Gavin approaching, Chiying slowly raised his head and looked at him, making a few low noises in his throat, as if responding to Gavin. Gavin gently put his head close to its dragon kiss, trying to comfort it in this way. He could feel Chiying's pain and weakness, just like himself.

Gavin smiled helplessly. He knew that even with the help of magma, it would be difficult for Chiying to recover to his original state in a short time. However, Chiying could easily deal with the monsters outside now, so he should not have to worry about food.

But he himself is in some trouble. He is extremely weak now and does not have enough food to replenish his strength. He might really have to eat monsters with Chiying in order to survive.

Gavin took two steps back and slowly lay down on the dragon bone. The warm magic power from the dragon bone was like a trickle, constantly flowing into his body, giving his tired body and mind some comfort. At this rate, he would be able to fully recover in one day.

Gavin closed his eyes and began to think about his current situation.

The prophecy that Melisandre had spoken involuntarily emerged in his mind.

Originally, he had always thought that the threat would come from the Thousand-Faced God. After all, the two sides had been fighting to the death. Gavin had destroyed two temples of the Thousand-Faced God, and the Thousand-Faced God had never stopped killing Gavin. However, he never expected that the real threat was actually Euron Greyjoy.

Euron Greyjoy, just like his nickname - the Evil Eye, is evil in every way.

Not only did he miraculously survive the ruins of Valyria, he also obtained the terrifying sea monster and the dragon horn, and even transformed himself into a horrifying half-human, half-monster.

There is no doubt that the Dragonhorn was obtained from the ruins of Valyria.

But what about the sea monster?

Where does it come from?

Gavin frowned, deep in thought.

Suddenly, he remembered Euron Greyjoy's crazy words before the sinking of the Silence.

At that time, he just thought it was the crazy ravings of a dying man in despair, but now it seems that things may not be that simple.

Perhaps Euron really saw the Drowned God.

If the Drowned God really exists and is related to sea monsters.

Thinking of this, Gavin couldn't help but smile bitterly. Inertial thinking is really killing people. He has always focused on the Red God R'hllor who showed great power in the original plot.

The other party's prophecies, plans, and various miracles displayed by resurrection made him dare not underestimate this god in the slightest.

In addition, there are the Green Prophet and the Thousand-Faced God, both of which keep him alert at all times.

However, he ignored those gods who seemed to do nothing in the original plot, such as the Drowned God, the Seven Gods, and many other gods. They never showed strong power in the original plot, which made Gavin never take them seriously in his subconscious.

But now, the appearance of Euron Greyjoy and the possible connection he showed with the Drowned God made Gavin realize what a serious mistake he had made.

He can no longer use the original plot as a reference standard, and must be cautious of all the mysterious forces in this world, with the White Walkers being the first to bear the brunt.

(End of this chapter)