Chapter 16 The Birth of a Baby Dragon
"Ah~~~~~~" Priestess Laza howled in the flames, her voice shrill and high-pitched, full of pain.
She was still not as strong as she thought.
Dany sat cross-legged beside Drogo and threw the torch into the woodpile herself.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh"
Small pale blue flames, following the wet traces of scented oil, jumped out from all over the woodpile like swift snakes.
The scented oil first ignited the twigs and hay, and a few seconds later the firewood began to crackle. A wave of heat rose from the fire and hit the people surrounding the funeral platform. At first, it was like the caress of a lover, gentle and warm, but soon the flames that jumped up transformed from fire snakes into fire dragons, circling in the air, baring their fangs and claws, wantonly squandering their light and heat.
Ser Jorah and the others looked at the flames, and only heard the crackling of burning wood and the singing of the priestess.
At first, Mirri sang loudly to cover up her fear and to vent her pain. As the flames rose and the fire became more intense, her singing became louder and sharper... Then the smoke came, and she suddenly took a breath, and then another breath, and then her singing became a trembling howl.
The smell spread into the crowd with the heat wave, and it seemed to be no different from the smell of roasting horse meat on the bonfire. Jorah wanted to vomit after smelling it.
Would it smell like his princess?
Thinking of this, he said "wow" and really vomited.
The cross-shaped funeral pyre was completely lit, like a roaring dragon, with a loud voice, drowning out the gradually weakening screams of the priestess. The dragon spit out its long tongue to the sky and in all directions, licking the belly of the night sky and biting the skin of the Dothraki.
In the increasingly thick smoke, the horse people could not bear the suffocation and burning, and coughed and retreated away from the fire.
The dragon roared angrily, bringing with it a strong wind from purgatory, making nearby flags snap, firewood hiss and crackle, and glowing embers rose from the smoke and floated into the endless night, like hundreds of newborn fireflies.
At this time, Dany seemed to have entered a strange world in the sea of fire.
As her painted vest and silk sandals smoked and burned, Dany still laughed at the priestess Mirri's singing to cover her wailing, but soon her attention was attracted by the black dragon egg in her hand.
The dragon egg exuded a breath hotter than the flames, and she almost couldn't help but throw it away.
Dany immediately forced herself into the dragon dream state.
The fundamental principle of the dragon dream is that Dany and the dragon's soul are embedded as one.
Her own soul is a complete "1", "the black dragon's soul + Dany's soul" is still equal to "1", a more complete "1".
In the dragon dream state, she can have the perspective and perception of the black dragon.
At this moment, she saw herself in a blood-red purgatory of fire, and in front of her was her black dragon, just like before, covering the sky and the sun.
The black dragon opened its mouth and raised its head to roar. Outside the sky, countless tiny colorful light spots like fireflies gathered into a river and flowed into its throat.
Gold, silver, green, purple, bright red. The colors of the light spots were so rich that Dany couldn't count them all.
"This is..." Dany suddenly had an idea, "Hatching dragons!"
She immediately contacted her magic weapon and found the character panel. In addition to the Unburned and Dragon Dream, the blood talent of the 'Dragon Mother' also has the unique ability of "Hatching Dragons".
Hatching Dragons: Give the dragon eggs flames and spiritual essence, so that the dragon egg fossils that retain the essence of the soul, the dead dragon eggs, and the healthy dragon eggs can hatch baby dragons.
"What is spiritual essence?"
As soon as the thought came up, a piece of information flowed into the sea of consciousness, and Dany inexplicably had a more fundamental understanding of the Dragon Mother's "Hatching Dragons" talent.
Spiritual essence, the essence of the soul with life, they exist between the heaven and earth where there is life, and exist in the soul of life.
In a world without reincarnation and the underworld, it is the gathering of spiritual essence that gives birth to the miracle of life in organic matter.
For example, a newborn baby is composed of soul and body. The body is inherited from the parents, and the soul comes from the enrichment of spiritual essence between heaven and earth in the body.
The three dragon eggs given to Dany by Governor Illyrio of Pentos have become fossils due to the changes of tens of millions of years of history
In theory, they are just beautiful dead things like diamonds and gems. Unfortunately, the dragon egg fossils met Daenerys Targaryen. Her bloodline is too rare, almost the ultimate achievement of Valyria's dragon magic civilization.
Not to mention the Targaryen family, perhaps Valyria, with thousands of years of history, has almost never had a "mother of dragons" like her.
Maybe Dany is a mutant.
Her "mother of dragons" talent can give the spiritual essence between heaven and earth to dragon eggs unconsciously.
It is indeed a miracle that the fossil dragon egg has gained new life, but the dragon itself is a magical life that represents miracles and cannot be judged by common sense.
Originally, Dani only subconsciously hoped that her dragon eggs would give birth to dragon babies. She had hardly actively developed her dragon dreams and dragon hatching talents.
However, the new Dani understood that at this critical moment, she had better do something.
"Big Black, let me help you." She called to the black dragon above her head.
The next moment, her position changed, from the blazing ground to the dragon head with black jade scales.
She rode on the back of the dragon's neck.
It seemed that she had come to the position destined to belong to her. Dani had a different experience at this moment: she merged with the dragon, and the dragon and she were reborn in the flames together.
In an instant, the spiritual light spots on the black dragon's head became more and more dense, and gradually a colorful vortex appeared above its mouth that was open to the sky. Those who didn't know would think that this was stimulating the tailed beast jade!
"Ang, ang!" After an unknown period of time, Dani sensed dragons other than the black dragon, the white dragon and the green dragon for the first time.
Even if she held the dragon egg before, she could not have a dragon dream connection with the white dragon and the green dragon like the black dragon. At this moment, she clearly "saw" the white dragon and the green dragon flying towards her.
She rode the black dragon, and the white dragon and the green dragon surrounded her like wingmen. Together, the four of them roamed freely in the colorful ocean.
They were so happy, so proud, and the sky was under her feet.
She was the mother of dragons, the mother of dragons destined by blood. Maybe fate arranged her birth, but her talent had nothing to do with any other gods or anything else.
"Only death can exchange for life" came from the mouth of the witch. She said this as a servant of the devil in the shadow.
The Lord of Shadows is an evil god, a demon, and another identity of R'hllor. Together with the "Lord of Light", they formed the complete god 'R'hllor'.
Targaryen belongs to the ancient Valyrian nation. The Valyrians have their own gods, Balerion, Meraxes, and Vhagar.
There is no R'hllor, the Lord of Light.
In the Valyrian era, the civilization of dragons and magic developed to its peak, and R'hllor had nothing to do with it.
The Lord of Light may also covet dragons, but He has no connection with dragons.
Dany's "birth" of dragons has nothing to do with the Lord of Light. Her dragon mother physique comes from Valyria's superb blood magic.
The fire weakened to the point where the open flames could not be seen by midnight, but the red charcoal covered by the ashes still burned the earth and the air.
Until the cold fog of the night was dispelled by the morning light, Jorah Mormont, who had been tormented all night, could finally endure the scorching ground. He found Dany in the center of the cross-shaped ashes.
She was half-crouching on the ground, surrounded by charred charcoal and glowing embers, as well as the charred bones of people and horses. She was naked, with nearly half a meter of ash covering her lower body. Her bare arms and back could be seen. If it weren't for the silver hair that was so conspicuous, he could hardly tell that this body was the same color as charcoal.
"Seven Gods bless you!" He exclaimed in ecstasy, bending down to support her shoulders.
"Hiss---Gah--" The black "snake head" snaked out from Dany's hair, hissing and spewing a few wisps of white smoke from its mouth and nose.
The surprise on Jorah's face immediately turned into horror. He withdrew his right hand as if he had been electrocuted, and stared at the eyes on the "snake head" that were as red as charcoal for a moment.
"Dragon?!" he said in a hoarse voice.
Although he didn't want to believe it, the pair of wings behind the long neck of the "snake head" that were flapping with a puff of ash were not snakes, but dragons that were miraculously born from the flames.
The knight said nothing, stepped back a few steps, and knelt on one knee with an unprecedented respectful expression.
Dany woke up from her strange state and slowly raised her head. She looked at Mormont first, then swept her eyes to the khas behind him.
Every Dothraki, young and old, men and women, even the ten captured warriors of Odor, dropped their weapons, knelt in awe on the sandy ground with their faces close to the smoking ground.
Dany knew that from this moment on, they were completely subservient to her, today, tomorrow, and forever. It was not a submission out of fear of Drogo's power, but a submission from the bottom of their hearts.
She bathed in the soot and stood up naked - everyone bowed their heads at this time.
"Irri, go and get my clothes, Doreah, Jhiqui, prepare hot water for me to bathe," she ordered her handmaidens.
The black dragon lay on her shoulder, its snake-like neck almost wrapped around Dany's neck. The other two hung on her chest, and she held them with both hands.
Elri trotted over to get a silk robe and carefully put it on Dany. She looked at the two suckling dragons, her face suddenly changed drastically, and she murmured: "A horse that rides the world, this is a horse that rides the world! Khaleesi, you really gave birth to a horse that rides the world. The old woman's prophecy has come true." "
You talk too much." Dany said lightly.
"Hiss-hiss-hiss-" The black dragon immediately turned its head and roared at Elri. Its two brothers also let go of Dany at the same time and joined its neighing in unison.
"Woo" The poor centaur girl covered her mouth, almost crying out of fear.
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