Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

asshai has no city walls, and a wide black river runs almost right through the middle.

Let Rhaegal hover in the sky, and Drogon shrink and stand on Daenerys' shoulder as she walks towards Asshai.

As he walked, drogon kept an eye on the Black River. He actually saw a river fish jumping up from above. However, judging from its shape, it was not an ordinary fish. It had sharp teeth and a twisted and hideous face, almost like a piranha.

Looking up at the sky, the sky within ten miles around Asia was all gray. Coupled with the Black River next to it and the city built entirely of black stone in the distance, the whole Asia exuded a gloomy atmosphere that made people stay away.

Without Drogon's company, Daenerys would not dare to set foot there easily, even though she is now able to cast magic skillfully.

The arrival of Drogon and his companions had already been seen by the crew members and merchants who were loading and unloading goods on the river bank. They were all extremely surprised when they saw Drogon's huge figure suddenly become smaller.

Most of the buildings in Yasha are round, which makes them look even quieter under the gray sky. If you hadn't seen the busy workers by the river, you would have thought it was a dead city.

Under the surprised gazes of wizards and priests dressed in various costumes, Daenerys walked into Asshai curiously.

As they walked between the black buildings, more and more people appeared, and Daenerys soon saw the Asshai people wearing red-painted masks.

If you see them dressed like this somewhere else, you might mistake them for Shadow Binders, but here most of them are just ordinary Asians.

In addition to wearing red lacquer masks, they may also cover their faces with black veils. In short, they will not let others see their true faces.

Asia is the paradise of mystics. All the mystics in other places combined are less than half of those in Asia.

Seeing Daenerys walking in, everyone around couldn't help but stop and look.

Although Daenerys has a noble and pretty face, it is not enough to attract the attention of mysterious people such as wizards and alchemists around her.

In their eyes, no matter how beautiful a human being is, he or she may become a sacrifice or a embryo for making a puppet in their hands.

As special humans, they all more or less felt that Drogon, the four-legged dragon, was extraordinary, so even though they were very interested in him, they did not dare to approach him.

The mysterious people surrounding her did not put any pressure on Daenerys. She just looked at the dark and sticky buildings around her with some fear.

Because he saw seriousness in Drogon's eyes, he vaguely guessed that the reason why Drogon came to Asshai might be related to the Black Stone.

Observing the ubiquitous black stones in Asshai, Drogon thought again of the origins of the black stones in the city as speculated by the Citadel.

Compared to the theory that the Bloodstone Emperor and the Deep Ones built Asshai, Drogon is more inclined to believe that Asshai buildings were caused by some unknown pollution.

This analysis is because it is close to the shadow land.

The coast of the Frozen Sea is the Land of Shadows. The Frozen Sea is expanding, so how can the Land of Shadows be idle? It's just that the way it expands is different from the Frozen Sea, resulting in the city of Assha being filled with black stones today.

Thinking of the horror of the Yiti Black Stone Base becoming a living being, Drogon could hardly imagine what would happen if all the black stones in this city came to life.

But fortunately, he doesn't have to worry about this problem for the time being. Obviously, none of the black stones here are alive, otherwise these mysterious people would not be able to stay here safely.

After killing Yiti Black Stone, Drogon gradually figured out why the other Black Stones did not become alive. It was just three words - it's hard to become a god!

No matter whether it was the Night King's flesh or the Yiti Black Stone, they left behind divine light balls after being killed. They were no longer ordinary living Black Stones, but Black Stones with divinity.

So it can be inferred that before becoming a god, Black Stone was just a peculiar black stone. Once it became a god, it possessed special abilities.

After taking a tour around the vast Asshai, Drogon discovered that although there were no living Black Stones here, both the Asshai people and the mysterious people gathered here had a suppressed desire or madness in their eyes.

This could be seen from the way they looked at him. Most of them had never seen his adult form. If he didn't see that he was not someone who could be easily messed with, Drogon doubted whether they would pounce on him and snatch him away.

Daenerys also saw this, but she was not worried at all. Even if she was worried, it was for those mysterious people with shining eyes.

After walking around, it was getting dark. It was obviously dark earlier here than other places. It was all due to the special environment of Yasha.

There are few giants in Asshai, so it is no problem for several people to live in each building. Drogon took Daenerys to find a relatively independent building.

This gives the landing Rego more room to move.

Before we took out the tent from the backpack and set it up, night had completely fallen. Not only was there no moon in the gloomy sky, there was not even a trace of light.

Daenerys lit the candle she brought with her and was about to continue making the bed, but she found that the candlelight was getting dimmer and dimmer, and it was completely extinguished in less than a minute.

She thought there was something wrong with the candle wick, so she changed the candle and lit it, but it went out again not long after.

[The black stones here can absorb all light sources, so there is no need to light them again. ]

Drogon had seen the strangeness of the Asshai nights in the Citadel books, but he didn't expect that even a candle couldn't be lit, so Daenerys didn't try in vain.

Boom!

Daenerys had just gathered a fireball in her hand to illuminate the room when she heard Rhaegal roar outside the house and hurried out.

Although it was pitch dark outside, the sparks from Rego's roar still illuminated a large area ahead.

Daenerys could barely see the dozens of figures gathering in the distance.

Judging from their attire, they were all the mysterious people I had seen during the day, such as the blood wizard and black alchemist.

Remembering the bright look they had given Drogon during the day, Daenerys knew their intentions.

She didn't expect that they didn't know how huge Drogon was when he was an adult. It would have been fine if they had just bullied him because he was too small, but they even dared to come over when Rhaegal was guarding outside. They were simply too greedy.

In other words, they had no obvious intention to attack, and Rhaegal had been warned by himself and Drogon not to harm humans casually, otherwise he would have been drenched in dragon flames.

"Don't blame me for being rude if you move forward!" While warning them, Daenerys raised her hands slightly and quickly condensed two football-sized fireballs in her palms.

Seeing the fireballs in Daenerys' hands, the dozen or so people on the opposite side were obviously stunned for a moment, but soon they slowly gathered here.

Moreover, some of them slowly condensed a ball of fire in their hands, and some of them suddenly rose nearly half a meter taller. Daenerys could even hear the friction sound of iron chains dragging on the ground.

The warning was ineffective, and Daenerys no longer hesitated and threw a fireball at the tall and thin figure walking in front.

The tall and thin figure was waving his hands to prepare for an attack, when he suddenly saw a fireball whizzing towards him. He quickly stopped what he was doing and dodged to the right.

A fireball flew past his shoulder, and before he could rejoice, another fireball hit his chest. He only had time to turn sideways before the fireball hit him in the ribs.

Ah!

A scream came out of his mouth, and the fireball exploded after hitting him, knocking him back two steps and setting half of his clothes on fire.

He screamed and frantically tried to put out the burning clothes, but the fire became more intense and his sleeves were also caught on fire.

After a few more pounces, his movements suddenly stopped, his wailing stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The flames quickly spread throughout his body until he was burned into a curled up charcoal.