Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 21: Dragon Fight of the Empire

"Hey, hey, hey, eldest son, can you hear me? Well, even if you heard it, you can't reply to me, your father, so just assume that you heard it."

The moment the "Shadow-Binding Stone" was broken, Longzel felt the shadow that instantly submerged himself and Womisoor, but it was obvious that the shadow had no lethality, or it was not some strange curse, after all, his blood did not give any warning.

Womisol also conveyed the feeling of "What the hell happened but I don't seem to feel anything".

Long Zeer didn't know how he felt these unusually rich emotions from the dragon. Maybe he was special? Forget it, don't think about it. Long Zeer just wanted to know what his father left behind.

Then he saw a strange scene.

The shadow that obscured his vision faded away, and the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. Then Longzel received the emotion from Wormisol again. "What the hell is this?"

Womisol was flying steadily in the air. In front of him was a clear sky, and through the clouds he could see the vast fields and rushing rivers below.

A large army was marching along the river. Longzel squinted his eyes and tried to see the flag and appearance of the army below. He was very adaptable and immediately realized that he might have been under an illusion, but it was not too dangerous.

"My eldest son, this is a family heirloom. Your grandfather and your great-grandfather treasured it very much. I, your father, didn't know what it was at first, but later a shadow binder from Asia recognized it. I never thought that these magicians who play with life and shadows could make such a thing. This 'Shadow Binding Stone' contains the shadows of many ancestors of the Varese family who rode dragons in battle. Some are human, and some are dragon."

Cleorius' voice paused.

"If you are lucky enough to tame an adult dragon, this Shadow Binding Stone will immediately shatter, releasing the shadow of your ancestor, allowing you to experience your ancestor's dragon-riding battles, or participate in the dragon fights of Valyria's nobles. Our ancestors used this magical item to train the descendants of the family who successfully tamed an adult dragon, so that they could quickly become true dragon kings and warriors. Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so lucky that you can experience this in this world. Oh, no more words, let's get started. This thing was a very precious good thing even when Valyria was still around."

Longzel's thoughts broke away from his father's chatter. The army on the river bank became clearer. These warriors had olive skin and black hair, slender bodies, and dark eyes that were firm and full of enthusiasm. These brave warriors were equipped with iron armor, well-equipped, and in high spirits. There were also many people wearing strange clothes standing by the river, and powerful magic waves enveloped the entire army.

"The Loyna army?" Longzel recognized the origins of those warriors.

"Roar"

Womisol suddenly noticed something and roared. Longzel looked back and saw dragon roars echoing across the sky.

Dragons of the same size as Wormisol, smaller but equally ferocious, or even larger emerged from the clouds. The largest dragon was even twice as big as Wormisol.

The giant dragon took the lead and dived down. The dragon king on its back, whose face could not be seen, blew the horn, and Longzel also pressed down on the bone spur. "Womithor, dive."

Vermithor folded his wings and swooped down behind the other dragons.

The Rhoyna magician chanted a spell, and the river surged backwards. A huge amount of river water rushed into the sky and turned into an incomparably huge water tornado that blocked the mortals and the dragon.

"Dracarys"

Countless sounds of dragon flames rang out at the same time.

The largest dragon was the first to spit out pale dragon flames, which slammed heavily into the waterspout. The river water evaporated, and the white fog that covered the sky and the earth instantly enveloped it.

The longbowmen of the Loyna people raised their bows and arrows, shooting arrows with water magic at the giant dragon in the sky. Longzel felt as if someone was teaching him step by step. He smoothly manipulated Womisol to dodge the arrows and poured dragon flames on the water tornado.

Three hundred dragons spit flames at the same time. Even if all the water in the Rhoen River was exhausted, it could not stop this disaster that seemed like a punishment from heaven. Longzel saw that the flames of Wormisol tore open the waterspout that had evaporated completely. The remaining flames surged, instantly burning a bunch of Rhoyna people under the water mist to ashes.

The same thing happened everywhere on the battlefield. However, the burned Rhoyna people still bravely raised their bows and spears, trying to teach the Dragon King a lesson.

Then, more dragon flames came. Longzel carefully circled in the air while driving Wormisol, spewing out dragon flames from time to time, and never approached the distance where he might be hit by arrows.

In fact, many dragons also spewed dragon flames at this distance, and only the real dragons dared to chase and kill the Loyna people almost close to the ground.

Womisoer circled and burned dozens of Lloydna soldiers with dragon flames before flying high. At this moment, Longzel's eyes blurred and the scene changed again.

This time they came to the top of Valyria's tower, and another brown dragon no smaller than Wormithor was circling opposite them, and the knight on the dragon's back was talking loudly, but Longzel could not hear anything.

Then the dragon pounced on Wormithor.

"Long Dou?"

The familiar hand-in-hand teaching mode began again. Longzel skillfully pressed down the bone spur that he used as the handrail of the dragon saddle. The moment the opponent pounced on him, Womisol suddenly dropped down. The dragon on the opposite side also hurriedly flapped its wings a few times to stop urgently.

Womisoor raised the head of its dragon, and almost at the moment when the brown dragon was hovering, it suddenly rose vertically into the air. Then, amid the shouts of the dragon rider on the opposite side, it turned around and pounced fiercely on the brown dragon's head. Its dragon claws directly grabbed the brown dragon's head, leaving a long scar on its head.

"Vormithor, Dragon Flame."

The brown dragon was not to be outdone, and took the grab from Womisoor. It then tilted its head and blew out a mouthful of dragon flame, which collided with Womisoor's dragon flame in the air. The blazing dragon flame spread, and the dragon rider of the brown dragon below closed his eyes due to the falling fire rain. Although the master could not give direct command for the time being, the brown dragon still raised its claws, colliding and scratching with Womisoor's claws in the air, leaving scratches on the opponent's body almost at the same time.

The two giant dragons circled and descended, and the surging dragon flames sprayed towards each other's heads almost non-stop.

"Vomisol, attack the abdomen."

At this moment, the brown dragon that had been suppressed below revealed a fatal flaw.

It exposed its chest and abdomen.

Womisoer took the opportunity to pry open the brown dragon's claws, and then grabbed it fiercely. Several hideous scars appeared on the brown dragon's abdomen.

But the brown dragon's claws also left scars on Womisol's body, but they were not as fatal as those left by Womisol.

The brown dragon roared in pain, and its dragon rider was also shouting something desperately.

"Vomisol, attack the neck."

Womisol roared, and the ferocious dragon head pressed down instantly.

Hot blood splattered.

The brown dragon's neck was bitten by Wormisol.

Everything began to blur again.

First update check-in, just came back from outside, sorry sorry, there is another chapter around 11:45.

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