Chapter 192: Burn Me

 The wights attracted Drogon's attention, and the Night King finally freed his hand and tried to pry open Drogon's claws. Feeling the Night King's enormous power, Drogon increased the strength of his claws and at the same time stretched out his left claw to break the Night King together.

Seeing Drogon's other huge claw reaching out, the Night King quickly freed his right hand to push towards Drogon's claw.

Seeing that the Night King tried to use his thin arm to block his claws, Drogon showed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and he planned to twist the Night King's arm directly.

But just as he was about to use force when touching the Night King's palm, he suddenly felt a chill in the center of his left paw.

He was about to retract his left claw, but found that his claw seemed to be stuck to the Night King's right hand and could not be retracted no matter what. It even caused the Night King's entire body and his right claw to be pulled to the left.

Just when Drogon wanted to use both claws at the same time, the icy force instantly spread from his left claw to his whole body. His left claw became stiff due to the freezing and he could no longer exert much strength.

The freezing feeling spread to his wings and quickly froze them. Drogon only maintained his balance for a few seconds before his whole body stiffened and fell to the ground.

The Night King pried open Drogon's stiff claws, walked down to the ground, looked at Drogon who was trying hard to raise his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around, found the icy sword more than ten meters away, and slowly walked over.

Feeling his stiff body, Drogon didn't expect that the Night King had such a trick. Not caring about the wights crawling on his body, Drogon sank his consciousness into the divine light with a red halo and stimulated the divine power contained in it. The divine light suddenly shone brightly.

Above the group of wights, Daenerys burned and killed the wights while keeping an eye on the battle between Drogon and the Night King.

Watching Drogon dodge the Night King's ice spear repeatedly, burn the Night King's subordinates, and control the Night King in his hands, she was secretly happy, when suddenly she saw Drogon falling from the sky.

Daenerys was so scared that she screamed and left Viserion behind and flew towards the Night King.

Without Rhaegal's fire to burn the wights, more wights crossed the flaming trenches and rushed towards the Unsullied.

The Unsullied who were stabbing the wights with dragon crystal spears suddenly felt a lot of pressure and didn't hold out for long before they retreated to the second trench.

Once most of the Unsullied had crossed the trench, Grey Worm immediately ordered the spiked wooden fence to be put up.

However, after the spikes were erected, no one lit the kerosene in the trench. Without the flame, the wooden fence was almost useless against the zombies.

Daenerys flew towards Drogon and had no time to light the trench, so Grey Worm could only shout at Viserion who was still spewing dragon fire in the distance.

When Viserion heard someone calling his name, he looked at the person who called him and found it was Grey Worm, so he flew over immediately.

When Grey Worm discovered that Viserion had responded to him, he immediately shouted and gestured to Viserion to breathe fire and set the trench on fire.

Watching Grey Worm's actions and then looking at the trench that had just been set on fire by Rhaegal, Viserion roughly understood what Grey Worm meant and tried to spit out a breath of dragon flame at the second trench.

Seeing Grey Worm nodding vigorously, Viserion continued to fly to the trench and burn and kill the wights that were rushing towards the trench.

The Night King only took a glance at the green dragon Rhaegal flying towards him and continued walking towards Drogon who was lying on the ground with the ice sword in hand.

"Dracarys!"

Riding on Rhaegal's back, Daenerys spoke a sentence in High Valyrian to the Night King as he walked towards Drogon.

The fiery red dragon flame continued to spew out from Rhaegal's mouth and poured onto the Night King.

A few seconds later, the raging fire dissipated, and the Night King was still standing intact, grinning at Daenerys who was sitting on Rhaegal's back.

[Don't burn him, burn me! ]

Just as Daenerys stood there with tears in her eyes, at a loss as to what to do, she suddenly heard Drogon's thoughts.

Dozens or even hundreds of wights crawled on him, gouged his eyes, picked his nose and picked his ears. Although it did not cause much harm, it made Drogon feel very uncomfortable. He got goose bumps all over his body and wanted Rhaegal to give him a breath of dragon flame.

Hearing Drogon's thoughts, Daenerys immediately turned the dragon's head towards Drogon and shouted the dragon flame command again.

When Rhaegal heard Daenerys asking him to burn the boss, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that Drogon was not afraid of his dragon flame at all, so he opened his mouth and sprayed at Drogon.

The Night King, who was walking towards Drogon, was stunned for a moment when he saw Rhaegal's actions, but then continued to walk forward with the ice sword in hand.

Drogon felt relieved as he was drenched in dragon flames and his wights fell. Looking at the Night King who was walking up to him and raising his ice sword to stab him, Drogon flew over with a claw and knocked the ice sword out of the Night King's hand, then flew into the air and blew out purple-black dragon flame at him.

Being drenched in black flames again, the Night King didn't hold on for long before he felt waves of burning pain all over his body. He lost his previous calmness and roared, calling for more wights to run towards him.

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand towards Drogon, and an ice crystal appeared out of nowhere and spread towards Drogon.

Drogon didn't expect that the Night King could create ice belts out of thin air, but its speed was much slower than the ice spear, so he easily dodged it.

Without his ice spear, ice sword and spear-shaped ornament, and with the distance between them kept increasing, the Night King was like a toothless tiger to Drogon, and he could be worn down to death with dragon fire.

Daenerys, who was standing nearby, saw that Drogon easily dodged the ice magic that the Night King cast on him, and the Night King seemed to have lost the threat to Drogon.

Daenerys hurriedly flew far away to support the defenders of Winterfell. Facing the Night King here herself might also distract Drogon.

The Night King poses no threat to Drogon, but that doesn't mean he poses no threat to Rhaegal. Rhaegal couldn't avoid the ice magic just now.

At this time, all the defenders were concentrated behind the second trench. Even with Viserion constantly spitting fire, it was difficult to stop tens of thousands of wights from attacking the trench.

The addition of Daenerys greatly reduced the pressure on the defenders.

As soon as Drogon dodged the Night King's ice magic, he saw his body suddenly being lifted up, almost to the same level as himself.

When he looked down, he saw that the ghosts summoned by the Night King were holding him up like a pyramid.

Drogon didn't expect that the Night King would use this method to get close to him. He dodged the ice belt released by him again, and spewed out a breath of dragon flame, and the Night King immediately shrank down.

Suspended in the air, Drogon guarded against the Night King's ice magic while continuing to breathe dragon fire at him.

The Night King frequently used ice magic in the beginning, but gradually became weaker and smaller in the end.

When the armor on his body was completely melted by the dragon flame, the Night King's body shrank even faster until it was burned into a watermelon-sized, wriggling black mass of flesh.

Looking at the mass of flesh on the ground squirming like slime in shock, Drogon never expected that the Night King's true form would be so strange.

He quickly breathed out dragon flames with all his might, trying to burn him to death completely.

It was that mass of wriggling black meat that made him feel creepy, as if something strange would happen if it burned too slowly.

But as soon as the flames touched the black flesh, Drogon heard countless crazy shouts in his ears, which sounded like roars and wails.

It reminded him of the time when fire had burned the Immortal's swollen heart.