Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

Chapter 79 : Father of Dragon, Lord of Night, Lord

The immortal’s answer is the same as that of the shadow-bound warrior. Now Zogo has reason to believe that the method of training dragons is hidden in the Targaryen family motto “Blood and Fire are the Same”.

Kao took two steps forward and asked without humility: “I have come to seek the truth. You can give me a detailed explanation.”

The immortal’s lips did not move, but there were voices floating in the hall and gently replied: “We know everything… we don’t know… the true meaning of the Dragon God begins with your new life… .. Newborn… the blood of the real dragon… the blood… not burned… not burned… the father in the raging fire… ..father……”

Zhuo Ge kept in mind the repeated words and sentences, grasped the two key points that can be combined into one, and bowed his head secretly and said: “Blood, father, I just sipped Dany’s real dragon blood to become the unburnt. They all possess the breath of real dragons and are recognized by the dragons. If I **** Dani’s blood dry, I can definitely become a real descendant of the real dragon, but this is impossible. Dani is my wife. Since the blood is the one The path of transformation cannot be taken, so there is only one way to go. Every time I am burned by the flames, I feel that my physique will become stronger, and the magic dragon will be more intimate to me.”

Thinking of this, Kao felt like he saw the blue sky aside from the clouds and mist, raised his head excitedly and shouted: “I understand, I understand, haha.”

The beautiful woman in simple dress picked up the colorful crystal glass on the table and couldn’t see what kind of wine was in, and smiled at his female eyebrows and said: “Truth makes people happy and happy, and the wine makes people feel relieved. People who seek the truth, Come, indulge in the beauty of wisdom.”

At this moment, the restless Snowball roared sharply after coming in: “Woo…!”

This caused Zhuo Ge’s gaze to shift to it, but the Immortals remained indifferent, their eyes remained unchanged, and they still maintained a smiling expression, as if this posture was their only instinct.

Ma Wang was surprised, because the snowball actually opened the vertical eyes, all because of beams of moonlight coming in obliquely from the glass window.

From the eyes of the white lion, Zhuo Ge saw the truth. The youthful and beautiful appearance of those immortals no longer changed into shredded skin and flesh like parchment. The bones were like dead wood soaked in grease, and the hair was like the swamp. Rotten grass!

And the woman who became extremely disgusting in the vertical eyes of the snowball was not holding a crystal glass, but a half skull, which was filled with blue night shadow water.

The singer who sang a wonderful song showed his true body in nothingness, a blood-eyed crow with rotten flames and bones!

What fascinated Zhuo Ge the most was the delicacy on the table, and what was on the plate was the internal organs of maggots wriggling!

The immortals were lifeless, and wisps of blue mist seeped from the gaps in the gate that was also made of ebony wood and fish beam wood on the other side, floating towards them endlessly, seeming to provide them with vitality.

“His quack!”

Zhuo Geng jumped suddenly and threw himself on the door to bite, as if something inside stimulated it.

A laugh came out of the withered old woman: “What a mischievous little guy, the lord of the dragon, you bring it here, and I will teach you the ancient and mysterious dragon language.”

The skeleton warrior in delicate armor roared anxiously: “Beast! Don’t be rude in front of the immortal!”

“Bold…bold…don’t be disrespectful to the immortal…disrespect…”

There was an echo in the turbid space filled with blue mist. There were male voices, female voices, and even a child voice. They were all condemning Zhuo Geng, and their voices were very angry and nervous.

Zhuo Ge felt that there must be something immortal cared about in the door that the black dragon gnawed, and didn’t want to expose it.

After witnessing a few revelation illusions, and getting the method of becoming the first choice of the dragon, Zhuo Ge felt that it was enough, and the immortal had no value in his heart.

Since he didn’t want the secret to be exposed, exposed, and didn’t stop it, Kao felt that these immortals were very afraid of the Black Dragon. After judgment, his doubts had been reduced to a minimum.

The bite force of Zhuo Geng’s sharp teeth was very strong, and a small hole was gnawed out in just a dozen breaths, causing more blue mist to float into the hall.

Curiosity grabbed Zhuo Ge, and he hurried over to assist his son in sabotage, hacking up the heavy door with his knife.

The blood-eyed crow beckoned him with sweeter music, but he still went his own way. After feeling that it was almost the same, he kicked the door open and entered the misty room.

A feldspar table almost filled the room, with a throbbing human heart suspended above it, which made a deep trembling sound every time it beats, emitting waves of dark blue mist.

Obviously, the source of the blue mist floating in the Palace of Immortality is this heart.

Human hearts are almost the same, but Zhuo Ge is sure that this one is the one that forced him to go crazy and kill!

After all, besides the heart of the immortal, whose heart can beat after being separated from the body?

Can even float magically?

Zhuo Ge, who had the same debt as the Lannister family, must pay off without hesitation, swung his knife and cut it down.

He believed that as long as this heart was destroyed, the immortals who wanted to **** his soul would lose their vitality.

At this moment, the spell that the great wizard Haia Puri had chanted rang in his ears, which originated from the immortals.

Zhuo Ge Dun felt that the blood in his body began to be restless, the frequency of his heart beating more than doubled than usual, and a breath of wine-like spirit rushed into his mind, making him dizzy, and his body was no longer obedient. Caused the movement of his hand to stagnate.

In the confusion, he saw the immortals floating towards him with their feet off the ground.

“The shadow in the shadow… the shape of tomorrow… sip the cup of ice… sip the cup of fire… the father of the dragon… the king of the night …The Lord of Ashes…”

The ghostly harmonies reverberated and chattered endlessly in his mind, but none of the immortal’s lips were moving, nor did they breathe the still blue air!

“Father of the dragon… you are destined to ignite three flames… one for a living, one for the valley, and the other for love… you are destined to Ride three mounts…one for the valley, one for terror, and one for love.”

The volume of the Immortal is getting louder and louder Zhuo Ge’s heartbeat is getting slower and slower, and his breathing appears intermittently stagnant, because the air is still!

But the immortal’s voice continues: “You are destined to experience three betrayals…one for power, one for jealousy, one for hatred.”

The immortal stopped, the indigo mist began to stir, “whoop”, the air circulated again, and Zhuo Ge gulped greedily.

Recruiting land, regenerating phantoms, a tall man with withered skin and pale complexion stands on the back of a flaming scaly dragon with many bones, looking down below the stone-skinned city where ice and fire coexist, and the fire of shadow is endless from The dragon spurted out of its mouth.

A dagger with a faint black glow was inserted in the heart of a fiery red horse, and the assailant was just a low green tree.

A fish wagging its tail soared to the surface of the water from a coral palace, watching the awakening sun and shed pure tears like pearls.

The illusion turned again, and a woman was walking with a bumpy, magma flowing all over her body. The sea of ​​grass where she passed was dried up, the city was scorched, and sentient beings were crying!