[34.], to provide you with wonderful reading.

As the sun completely sets above sea level, the noisy city of King's Landing finally ushered in a relatively quiet night.

With the exception of a handful of all-night service establishments, most of the shops are closed, with only a small contingent of soldiers patrolling the streets to deter criminals who prefer to steal under the cover of darkness.

Of course, this is only superficial, for those habitual offenders, the guards who keep going back and forth according to the fixed route will not pose any threat at all, and a little observation for a while can easily be avoided.

As a well-known "thief", Kermit has long memorized every patrol route and time of the "golden robes", and even if he closes his eyes, he does not have to worry about being caught.

But today, he was extremely nervous, clinging to the leather bag in his arms with both hands, and constantly patrolling with his two eyes, and if he noticed the slightest disturbance, he would immediately hide in fright.

For the bag contained nothing but a priceless dragon egg, which he had stolen from an ocean-going merchant to sell for a good price and wash his hands again.

After all, thieves are not a safe profession, as long as they fail once, they will be caught, at least their hands will be cut off, and at worst they will be beheaded for public display.

Cautiously navigating the deserted alley, Kermit soon slipped into a dilapidated and dirty old house.

Due to the dim light, the room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

He drew the dagger he had with him, lowered his voice and said tentatively, "Is there anyone?" ”

"Take out the contents of your bag and put them on the table!" a figure suddenly appeared in the darkness, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

"No, no, no, man, business isn't for you. Let me see the money first, or you won't want to see the goods. Kermit shook his head desperately and tried to bargain.

He's not an idiot, he's always clinging to windows and doors, and if he realizes something isn't right, he'll take his eggs and run away.

The shadow hesitated for a moment, then immediately threw out the heavy bag in his hand.

Crash!

A golden glow was instantly revealed.

Golden Dragon!

A whole bag of hundreds of golden dragons!

Although Kermit had stolen a lot of valuable things, he had never seen so many golden dragons piled together.

Just when the thief subconsciously wanted to grab the money bag, a sharp long sword hit his throat at some point, and the cold touch made him shiver, and hurriedly opened the leather bag he was holding in his arms, and took out a gold and silver egg with a spiral pattern and put it on the table.

"Look, that's what you want, take it now, we're done. ”

"Wait a minute! How do I know if this egg is real?" Darkshadow didn't withdraw his sword, but instead pulled the tip of the sword forward and continued to question.

"Please, I'm just a thief, stealing is my specialty, but being true is clearly beyond my business. Kermit grumbled helplessly.

Just when the black shadow was about to say something, a silver light suddenly illuminated the darkness!

Before Kermit could react to what had happened, his head was completely separated from his neck, and bright red blood gushed out like a spring, and finally the headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud, dead no longer able to die.

"Sir, you're ......" The dark shadow finally emerged from the darkness, revealing Blanco's old face.

"Ah, don't worry, I've already confirmed that the dragon egg is real. This thief is useless, so I will dispose of him and save me trouble in the future. Zhang Cheng wiped the blood stains on the sword while grabbing the dragon egg, feeling the surging vitality contained in it.

It has to be said that although the dragons in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire have neither magic nor many supernatural powers, and the only thing they can rely on is their sturdy scales, sharp claws, and finally spitting fire, they are extremely malleable.

At least in Zhang Cheng's eyes, he only needed to make some modifications to this dragon egg, and he could obtain a magic dragon that could manipulate arcane energy.

"So what are we going to do next?" asked the old mercenary, picking up the money bag full of the golden dragon.

Obviously, he is no stranger to such things as killing people and killing people, and he has not revealed any disgust from beginning to end, and even took the initiative to help clean up the scene.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the thief on the ground and replied with a smile: "It's very simple, I will burn this house and cover everything with flames, while you will take the money to recruit a group of mercenaries for me." Remember, I only need to be a good hand in discipline, and if anyone dares to disobey my orders in battle, or turn and flee, I will not hesitate to execute him, understand?"

"Leave it to me!" Blanco nodded, picked up his purse and disappeared into the night.

Not long after he left with his front foot, the skyrocketing fire illuminated the entire "flea nest".

All of a sudden, everyone who could move joined the firefighting ranks with buckets and wooden basins, otherwise if the fire spread, everyone would suffer.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhang Cheng returned to his residence unimpeded, locked himself in his room, and began to prepare for the transformation of the dragon egg.

According to the direction of the plot, Daenerys, who is far away on the other side of the sea, is about to obtain her three dragons, which means that it will not be long before the mysterious energy begins to return.

Full of strong anticipation, he took out three bottles of well water and poured them into the copper basin where the dragon eggs were located.

In just a few seconds, the patterns on the surface of the dragon egg began to flicker, as if they were desperately resisting the invasion of arcane energy.

However, it was a pity that its strength was still too weak, and after struggling for about five minutes or so, it actively gave up resistance and let the arcane energy continue to flow into it.

Eventually, the original gold-silver shell slowly transformed into a violet color that symbolized arcane power, and it emitted unusual energy fluctuations from the inside out.

Zhang Cheng realized that the time was ripe, and immediately cut his finger with a knife, letting the blood drip on the surface of the dragon egg, while whispering a jerky incantation to guide the whole ritual.

I don't know how long it was, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours......

In short, when the last step was completed, he felt that the magic power in his body was instantly drained, and even part of his life force was drained, and he didn't fall down by holding on to the wall.

And the surface of the dragon egg is not surprisingly printed with a conspicuous symbol.

Through this symbol, Zhang Cheng closely linked his spirit to the dragon egg that had not yet hatched.

Although the dragon egg has not yet developed an independent consciousness, as long as the young dragon breaks out of the shell, he can immediately control it firmly, and unless one of them dies, the dragon will never break free from the shackles of the contract.

In fact, in the continent of Azeroth, there are many powerful forces that have long researched ways to control and enslave the lives of dragons, giants, and giant elements, and Dalaran, as a magical kingdom, is naturally no exception, but the archmages of the Kenrito Council have not put the research results into practice. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.