Chapter 143: The Power of Black Flame

But deep down he knew that it was all in the past, and now that he was in the form of a dragon, he was able to suppress the nameless fire.

He had just suppressed his anger when he suddenly heard an obscene sound coming from the gray fog in the distance.

Is there anyone else here?

He flew forward a little and vaguely saw a tall middle-aged man with three charming women of similar appearance in the woods.

Just when drogon thought he was hallucinating because he inhaled too much poisonous smoke, the four people suddenly disappeared.

He looked around and flew forward for a distance, then he saw a complete square building deep in the woods.

Entering from the open door, there should be a church inside. There are two rows of seats on both sides of the hall and seven statues standing on the high platform.

After buying the small conch, Drogon looked through several books about the gods and recognized that the seven statues should be the seven new gods.

The Seven Gods do not refer to seven gods, but to the seven forms of the new gods. Each form has its own meaning, and believers can pray accordingly according to their needs.

God the Father represents justice and judgment, holding a scale in his hand; the Virgin Mary represents love; the warrior represents bravery, holding a sword; the girl represents innocence, holding a flower in her hand; the blacksmith represents craftsmen and labor, holding a sledgehammer; the old woman represents wisdom, holding a lantern.

Ding!

Just when Drogon was wondering why the New God Church had strangely appeared here, a bell suddenly rang outside the church.

After the bell rang, drogon heard a prayer with an unknown meaning.

The voices gradually became more numerous. At first he could still distinguish the voices of men, women, young and old. Later, the voices slowly merged into one. He could only feel countless prayers filling his mind, making his head feel like it was going to explode.

"roll!"

Drogon let out an angry roar from his tiny throat, and all sounds stopped abruptly. Looking around, there was no church, forest, or weirwood. He was still suspended above the black reef shrouded in smoke.

It was indeed an illusion!

He hadn't noticed anything unusual when he saw the fish beam tree, but he realized something was wrong when he saw the man and three women.

The four people reminded him of the branch of the Old Gods he had seen in books, the Lady of Waves and the Lord of the Sky worshipped by the Three Sisters Islands.

After realizing something was wrong, he wanted to see what other tricks the gods had up their sleeve, so he continued to act until the prayers that filled his mind became unbearable and he ended the illusion.

No wonder people who enter the ruins of Valyria can never leave. The harsh natural environment, coupled with the mental influence that may be exposed at any time, makes it extremely difficult to get out of here.

Wow!

Just as Drogon broke free of the illusion and was about to fly back, a long tentacle suddenly broke out of the boiling sea below and rolled towards Drogon.

Drogon reacted as soon as the sound of water was heard. How could he let it catch him? He flapped his wings to avoid the attack of the tentacles. With a flick of his wings, the tentacle as thick as a human arm broke.

A sound similar to that of a baby's chirping was faintly heard from beneath the sea surface. The boiling sea water below surged, and two tentacles stretched out at the same time, reaching out towards Drogon again.

This time, Drogon did not dodge the tentacle attack. Instead, he took the initiative to meet it. His claws pierced deeply into the tentacle flesh. He used his front claws and wings to pull the monster out from under the sea and swung it violently onto the reef.

Drogon also saw the full appearance of the monster, a giant octopus as big as a full-grown horse.

The octopus was a little dazed when it was smashed onto the reef. It took it a moment to realize that it had been fished out of the sea by this tiny creature in the sky.

Ignoring the pain in his body, the octopus felt Drogon's enormous strength the moment he was fished out. He no longer dared to extend his tentacles to him, and supported his body to arch under the reef.

There was no way Drogon would let him escape. He clenched his front paws and hit his big head hard several times. He was now very proficient in using his front paws.

The octopus once again felt the tremendous power contained in Drogon's tiny body. A large amount of black ink spurted out from its huge mouthparts. It lost the strength to even crawl and collapsed there.

Drogon was wondering whether he should give him a few more claws, when he suddenly turned his head to the right and saw a long head just retracting into the water.

He flapped his wings and flew over, arriving above the sea monster that had just poked its head out, and dived into it.

Through the dim sea water, he could only see a long shadow swimming away into the distance.

He used his wings and claws to swim towards the shadow. Although his speed was very fast, the distance between him and the shadow was still gradually increasing.

Knowing that he could not catch up with the shadow this way, Drogon suddenly jumped out of the water, flew over the underwater shadow and rushed down with great force.

As soon as he entered the water, he saw a huge shadow diving into the deep sea and followed it.

When Drogon followed Shadow just now, Shadow knew that Drogon was chasing it. Witnessing with his own eyes the scene of Drogon's young body beating the octopus monster, Shadow just wanted to escape from this place of trouble as soon as possible.

As it ran away, it looked back and saw Drogon swimming out of the sea. It thought that Drogon had given up chasing it because he could not catch up with it, but it did not expect to hear the sound of breaking water again, which was even sharper than before.

It just turned its head and took a look, and was almost scared to death.

The small figure chased after him at almost twice the speed as before.

It could only use all its strength to swim towards the bottom of the sea, but before it had swum far, it felt a pain on its back and its whole body was grabbed and floated to the surface of the sea.

It twisted its body desperately, trying to break free from the restraint of the two small claws, but the more it twisted its body, the more painful it felt, as the claws had already penetrated deeply into its flesh.

Unable to break free, it opened its huge mouth and swallowed Drogon. It didn't believe that this little thing could still be so powerful after being eaten by it.

The little claws grasped the sea snake, which was thicker than two buckets put together, and almost dug a hole in its back to prevent its violently struggling body from escaping.

Seeing the huge mouth getting closer and closer as if trying to swallow him, Drogon did not loosen his claws. Instead, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black flame at the sea snake.

The black flames encountering the boiling sea water was like adding fuel to the fire. Sizzling sounds continued to be heard, and a hole was directly burned in the sea water in the flame area.

It wasn't over yet. The black flames burned all the sea water but remained submerged in the water with no sign of extinguishing, continuing to consume the surrounding sea water.

When the giant sea serpent was about to bite Drogon, it saw the flames rolling in his throat and quickly retracted its head.

But he still failed to completely avoid the black flame attack. Two sparks splashed on his face, directly burning two peanut-sized holes on his face.

Staring blankly at the dark flames in front of him that continued to consume the sea water, feeling the flesh on his face being vaporized, the sea snake dared not move, for fear that Drogon would give him another breath of dragon flame.

Roar!

Looking at the dazed sea snake, Drogon roared at it with all the might of a dragon.

A small sea snake actually dared to act so presumptuous in front of a real dragon like him. Drogon didn't mind letting it feel the power of a real dragon.

The sea snake, still a little dazed, heard Drogon's roar, and instantly felt a tremor from the soul and suppression from the blood.