Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Black Dragon

When I woke up, the scenery around me changed dramatically. I used to sleep in bed, but now I am lying in the hot desert. Chen Cheng didn't dare to be surprised by this, but after looking left and right, he began to think about a question. Lin Mengchu was with him in the previous two crossings, but now he didn't see a figure, could it be the influence of too far away in the original world?

Because it's too far away, it's just me this time?

Well, just one person. Life is a lonely journey, and no one can accompany you to the end. He looked up at the sun in the sky and felt that the environment here was somewhat similar to some parts of the world of Fist of the Big Dipper. But if you look closely, you can still taste a lot of differences.

In the world of the Hokuto God Fist, his force value is no longer below Rao and Kenjiro and others, and naturally he can vaguely feel the existence of things like "Mandate of Heaven" that are beyond the perception of mortals. There seems to be something similar in this world, the air is full of hot and restless atmosphere, as if someone is whispering in the wind, but when you listen carefully, you can't hear anything clearly.

He tried it, and the result was the same as after the previous world transformation, the Dou Qi was compressed into his body, and the power that was originally as turbulent as a river now turned into a trickle, probably caused by the difference between several worlds. Chen Cheng didn't care either, and in about a few months, his strength would be able to recover to the time of complete victory.

Even if you can't recover to a complete victory, what does it matter?

He looked up at the sky again and decided to rest for a day. Every time I cross, in addition to having a different life experience, the biggest gain is that I have a lot of extra time out of thin air. This extra time can be used to read books, polish skills, and enjoy different scenery.

Taking out the sun umbrella and recliner, Chen Cheng lay down, drinking a cold soda comfortably, while spreading out the book and reading it unhurriedly. There is an old saying, "Read a book a hundred times, and you will see its meaning", and reading a book is not just a matter of finishing it. For a good book, after a period of time, if you read it again, you will realize a different meaning.

The air in the desert is hot, and the wind blowing over is also hot, but Chen Cheng has already reached the realm of cold and heat. With a fighting spirit to protect his body, even if he falls into the magma, he can climb out again, so why is he afraid of the wind and sand and the heat?

The sun went down and the temperature around it dropped rapidly. The sand has poor heat storage and will be hot in the sun very quickly, but when the sun goes down, it will quickly release the heat. Therefore, the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large, and it is difficult for ordinary creatures to survive in such a harsh environment.

Chen Cheng woke up from a nap, put away his things, and then casually picked a direction and walked forward. He didn't have to do anything, he was just measuring the earth with his feet. The Big Dipper Turning Dragon Breathing Method was in operation all the time, and with every step he took, with every breath, his strength was constantly recovering.

It is like a drop of water flowing into the stream, and although the "amount" increases each time is small, as long as it continues to increase, the stream will eventually become a lake.

Chen Cheng walked tirelessly until the sun rose over the horizon again, and then he found a place to move all his equipment out. Although the heat is nothing to him, he still retains many of his previous habits, such as eating on time, sleeping on time, etc., which makes him feel that he is still an ordinary person.

The sun rises and sets, the sun sets and the sun rises, and time passes day by day.

Lin Mengchu's size had grown a lot, and she followed behind the woman called Daenerys Targaryen, heading in an unknown direction. Daenerys is the last heir to the Targaryen dynasty, but now she is left in the steppes of Dothraki and faces an unknown fate.

Founded by Aegon Targaryen the Conqueror, the Targaryen dynasty ruled Westeros for hundreds of years, but all glory was wiped out in the bloody slaughter of King's Landing. Robert Baratheon and Ned Stark, among the Seven Kingdoms, rebelled and after years of war, shattered the Targaryen rule on Westeros.

At the end of the war, two descendants of House Targaryen fled to another continent across the sea from Westeros: Daenerys Targaryen and her brother Viserys Targaryen. Like Daenerys, Viserys has long silver hair and purple eyes, and he is hell-bent on fighting back to Westeros and reclaiming the throne that belongs to House Targaryen.

To this end, Viserys married his sister Daenerys to the chief of Dothraki, known as the "King of Horses", Drogon Kao, hoping to use the Dothraki cavalry to conquer the rebels on Westeros. Unfortunately, his actions eventually angered Draugen, and he was killed by the melted gold poured on his head.

Drogon, the most powerful of the Dothraki nomads, died of black magic, leaving Daenerys and over a hundred of his men behind. The Dothraki are a nomadic people who respect the strong and despise the weak, and Daenerys was their queen while Drogon was alive. As soon as Drogen's death came, the people left, leaving only some of Drogon's "Blood Alliances" and some of his women.

Oh yes, there's also an old man named Jorah Mormont who stayed with Daenerys. This man is in love with Daenerys' beauty and has another mission.

Lin Mengchu didn't know anything about this, she just ate and slept every day, and she grew up a lot faster than the other two little dragons. In just a few days, she was already noticeably larger than the other two.

The Dothraki people call the comet "Sirak Quia", which means "the star of weeping blood". The old people whispered that it was a bad omen, but Daenerys Targaryen had seen it on the night of the cremation of Drogo Kao, and her little dragon had awakened at that time. This is the envoy of the return of the true dragon, and she looks up at the night sky with emotion, telling herself that this is the guiding star that the gods of heaven have sent for me.

However, when she said what she wanted, the maid Doria said fearfully, "Carlysy, it's a red wasteland. The horse-riding people knew that it was a desolate and terrifying place. ”

"The direction in which the comet points is our path." Dani insisted........ But in fact, there is only one way for them to go.

She did not dare to go north, for it would lead into the vast steppes known as the "Sea of Dothrak", and the first Karasha they encountered would devour her broken ranks, and all the warriors would be slaughtered and the rest would be reduced to slavery. The land of the "sheep people" south of the river was equally unviable, her ranks were too weak to resist even the warless people, and the Lazarins had no reason to treat them well.

She considered going downstream along the river to the southeast, to the ports of Meereen, Yuankai, and Astapor. But LaCarlo warned: it was in that direction that Carraza in Bono drove thousands of slaves to be sold in the pus-filled slave markets along the shores of Slave Bay.

"How could I be afraid of Bono?" Daenerys asked rhetorically, "Back in the day, when Drogo was there, he was just a coward, and he never dared to be disrespectful to me. "Cous is a term for a deputy or a lieutenant among the Dothraki people.

"Bono will be respectful to you when he is a coward," said Sir Jorah Mormont, "but Bono is Kao now, and Borokao will kill you." He was the first to abandon Drogo, and ten thousand warriors followed him, and you were only a hundred. ”

No, thought to herself, I only had four warriors, and the rest were old and weak women and children, and children without pigtails. "I have dragons." She noted.

"They have just hatched," said Serr Jorah, "and with a swing of Arrak's scimitar, they will kill them." In fact, Bono will probably keep it for himself, dragon eggs are worth more than rubies, and living dragons are priceless. There are only three of them in the world, Her Majesty, and anyone who sees them will salivate. ”

"They're mine." She said forcefully. It was through her faith and longing that they came to earth through the death of her husband, her unborn son, and the witch Miri Maz Dur. When they were born, Daenerys walked into the flames herself, "As long as I live, no one will try to snatch them!" ”

"If you meet Bonokao, I'm afraid you won't live long. It's the same with Giakocao or someone else. You can't walk with them. ”

Mormont was appointed by Dany as the first "Queen's Guard....... Since his opinion was in line with the omen, her direction was clear. So she gathered the remaining hundred men and mounted them on silver horses. Some of her hair had been burned in Drogo's cremation pile, so the maid dressed her in the fur of "Heraka" (the white lion that Drogo had hunted in the sea of Dothraki), the monstrous head of which formed a hood to cover the top of her head, and the lion's skin became a natural mantle that hung down from her shoulders and back. The creamy dragon snuggled beside her, its black claws outstretching deep into the lion's mane, its tail wrapped around her arms. Sir Jorah, as usual, rode his horse to his left and right.

"We follow my comet," Dani said to her kalasa. Once an order is given, there is no objection to it. They were Drogo's people, and now they are her people. They called her "The One Who Never Burned" and "The Mother of Dragons," and her word was their law.

They ride at night and hide in tents during the day to avoid the scorching sun. It didn't take long for Dani to realize that Doria was right, that this was a barren place. They had to leave dead and dying horses along the way, as Bono, Giaco, and the others had robbed Drogo of his best livestock, leaving only Dany's old, sick, lame, weak, and grumpy brute.

The same is true for those who remain. They weren't strong, she told herself, so I had to show strength, not to be afraid, not to show weakness, not to be suspicious. No matter how terrified I am, in front of them, I must appear as Drogo's Carissy. She felt much older than she was at fourteen, and if she had been a child, those years were over.

"Aegon's dragon takes the name of the ancient Valyrian god," said Aegon the next morning, after a long night's trek, to her Blood Guard, "The dragon of Visenya is named Varghhar, Rhaenys is Mirasis, and Aegon himself rides the Black Death' Bellerien." It is said that the breath exhaled by Vaghar is extremely hot, and can melt the knight's armor and roast the people in the armor alive. Mirasis can swallow men and horses in one gulp, as for Bellerien......... The flames it spits out are as black as night as its scales, and the shadows of its wings are big enough to cover the bustling town. ”

The Dothraki warrior looked at the newly hatched dragon with some unease. The largest of them was black and shiny, with black scales interspersed with scarlet stripes that echoed the color of the wings and horns. "Carrihy," Argo whispered, "that's Bellerien, he's reincarnated. ”

"The blood of my blood, perhaps, as you say," said Dani solemnly, "but he has been reborn, and deserves a new name. I will name them after my loved ones who have been taken away by the gods. The green one is called Rego, because my heroic brother died on the banks of the Green Fork. The platinum one was named Viserion, and although Viserys was cruel, weak, and cowardly, he was my brother after all. His dragon will fulfill his wish. ”

"Where's the black one?" Sir Jorah Mormont asked.

"Black," she said, "is called Drogon." ”

The black dragon hissed in disapproval. But she was too young to speak, and no one paid attention to her opinions.

By the third day, we were running out of food and water. Forage is hard to find in the red wasteland, and there is little drinking water. It is a dry and inhospitable land of low hills and wind-eroded, barren wilderness. They crossed the bone-dry riverbed, and the horses depended on the brown and tough devil grass that grew under the rocks and at the bottom of the dead trees.

Daenerys sent scouts to investigate, but they found neither a well nor a fountain, only a pool of bitter water that was shallow and stagnant, exposed to the scorching sun. And the deeper you go into the wasteland, the smaller the pools you find, and the longer the distance between them. If there were gods in this vast wilderness of rock, sand, and red earth, they would have been stern and merciless, and would have turned a blind eye to prayers for rain.

The wine was drunk first, and not long after, the fermented mare's milk, which the kings loved for its honey, was also at the bottom, followed by bread and jerky. The hunters sent out could not find their prey and could only come back hungry. The black dragon felt hungry, and she woke up from her sleep, ready to feast as usual, but there was nothing left in the group to eat.

As her body grew larger, Lin Mengchu's strength increased a lot, and she was already able to remember more of the previous things. There was a pessimistic atmosphere in the ranks, and she soon discovered the reality of the lack of food. The black dragon spread its wings and flew into the sky, and all it saw was a cracked and barren land.

Well, since you don't have anything to eat, you'll have to rely on me! Lin Mengchu stretched his neck and let out a sharp hiss. Then, food and water appear out of thin air and fall downward.

"Bang!"

Rice, bacon, ham, and barrels of water and wine slammed into the ground with a dull sound. Everyone was stunned by this turn of events. They stared dumbfounded at the food and water on the ground, and at the triumphant black dragon that had landed on top of the food, almost in a petrified state.