Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 283 Black Stone Pyramid

As if he knew that he was beyond help, the silver-haired sailor from Jiugang plunged into the thick, creamy water of the Yi River without hesitation.

Gujiguji.

The teeth-grinding chewing sounds immediately reached the ears of everyone still on the boat. Beile moved closer to Dan's arms with some fear. This was not the first time they had seen such a scene. When they had just set out, the elders of the Gada Guga tribe had flattered the group by performing a ceremony to worship the Yi River. The hunters in the tribe came out in full force, hunted several monkeys and threw them into the river.

They saw with their own eyes that the brutal carnivorous fish ate up the sacrifice in the blink of an eye, leaving even the bones untouched.

Sendroth bared his teeth at Huoyan with some dissatisfaction, but did not make any extra movements. He just followed Huoyan obediently and flew out of the area covered by the gray-white mist, allowing Huoyan's tentacles to gently brush across his scales.

Even though it was just a young, reckless dragon that didn't know how to handle things, it could sense the danger of the mist. The two dragons carefully observed the diffuse mist. Suddenly, the fire opened its mouth, and gray flames gushed out, piercing into the gray-white mist like an iron rod, stirring it vigorously.

The gray-white mist was like a mouse seeing a cat, only daring to linger around the flame. Sendroth tilted his head, as if he understood something, and roared excitedly. The dark green flame plunged into the mist from the other direction.

Two flames burned through the path made by the gray fog and collided with each other loudly above the Yi River. The dark green and dark gray flames scattered in all directions. Once the fog was touched by a little bit, it melted quickly like butter cut by a hot knife.

Dan frowned.

He didn't know what was going on, but he did know the disease that the sailor "polluted" by the gray mist was infected with - grayscale, an infectious disease that is almost incurable. According to legend, Garin, the greatest prince of Rhoynar, was captured after failing to resist the invasion of the Valyrian dragon king. In order to avenge the dragon kings who almost destroyed Rhoynar, Garin, who was imprisoned in a golden cage and watched his people being slaughtered and the city being burned, went mad and cursed the arrogant dragon kings with the most vicious words.

So at night, the River Rhoyne, which had been dried up by dragon flames, suddenly rose in water. Almost overnight, the surging river water fell from the sky like the sea, and the Valyrian army, the dragon kings and their dragons stationed in the territory of Rhoynar suffered serious losses.

What was more serious was that from that day on, the land was filled with a gray-white fog that would never dissipate. The people who stayed there, even the Dragon King, were infected with gray scale disease and died struggling in pain. Even the giant dragon was swallowed by the fog and the river water.

Greyscale broke the myth that Dragon Kings would not get sick. From then on, even the patriarchs of the Dragon King families or the chief dragon riders did not dare to approach the fog-shrouded Chayon, today's Sad Territory.

The scholars of the Citadel and the scholars of the East Continent believed that greyscale originated from that strange battle, but Dan knew very well that greyscale did not originate from the "curse" of the Rhoynar. This disease existed very early and was known to the Dragon Kings.

This is also why after the death of so many dragon kings, Valyria did not choose to destroy the mist, but stayed away from it.

Sure enough, the fog that had just been melted by the dragon flame gathered together again in the blink of an eye, blocking the river, and even began to spread towards the direction of the boat.

"Cendros, retreat." Dan made a decisive decision that they could not go any deeper at this time. He raised his hand and shouted loudly.

Still wanting to continue spitting fire, Sendroth tilted his head, as if reluctant to leave just like that, but he finally flapped his wings and retreated to the north. The Burning Flame extended its tentacles again, pulling the boat away from the river.

"Gada gaga, is there usually such thick fog here?" Seeing that the fog was no longer spreading, Dan asked sincerely to the striped guide who straightened up.

The striped guide shook his head: "The fog here is not frequent, and it is rare to see such strong fog."

Dan frowned. “You mean, it’s rare to see such strong fog?”

The striped guide nodded and said, "We see rainy seasons a lot, but we've never seen dry seasons. We've never seen moonlit nights." Dan nodded and motioned for the boat to dock.

Sendroth breathed a breath of dragon flame towards the shore, burning the bushes and trees on the shore into charcoal, but because of the humid air, the flames did not spread. Instead, a piece of charred land with no grass or trees was formed on the shore.

Dan pulled Belle off the boat.

"Beile, you see, even with two dragons by our side, this land is still so dangerous."

Beile pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, you promised me that you would not drive me away. Besides, with one more dragon, we will be safer."

"I know." Dan shook his head. "So I was asking, not ordering."

"Then uncle should know my answer." Belle looked Dan in the eyes and firmly refused to leave.

Dan sighed, and the soldiers arranged their sentries. The experienced veteran stood in front of Dan: "Your Highness, there is something strange about the fog."

"I know. The things my father gave me told me that there is deadly magic in this fog." Dan frowned, "But in this era, it is impossible for magic to cover such a large area. Old man, you have seen it too."

Dan pointed to the distance shrouded by thick fog: "It's too big."

"Everything is possible, Your Highness. Don't forget, this is Sothoryos." The old soldier was calm. After all, he had been to the ruins of Valyria and had seen with his own eyes what a real place shrouded in magic looked like.

"Your Highness, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be sunny tonight." The maester came over: "If the striped guide did not deceive us, this thick fog will dissipate tonight."

Dan nodded. "Maester, do you see that tower?"

The maester nodded. He was a maester from the part of the Citadel in Silver Crown City, where the necklace he made was enough to support him in answering most questions.

Including history and architecture.

"This building model is a pyramid. Your Highness, you should have heard of it." The scholar tried to look into the distance, as if he wanted to see the building that was completely shrouded in gray fog. "In the ancient Ghis Empire, pyramids are extremely important buildings, and they have spread to many parts of the world. If nothing unexpected happens, there is a high possibility that it is Yilin's pyramid."

Dan also recalled what he had learned.

Pyramid of Yilin
Back then, a colony team of Queen Nymeria mysteriously disappeared in Yilin. That city was too weird.

"Rest first, and wait until the fog dissipates before we set off again."

Dan gave the order.

(End of this chapter)