Chapter 142: Stopping the Dragons

Many years ago, Meleys was known as the fastest dragon in Westeros history, easily surpassing Caraxes and Vhagar in the sky.

In tonight's dragon fight, it showed off its speed perfectly.

Sunfyre didn't even get a chance to touch it. It was far behind, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Meleys, please stop fighting!"

Rhaenys was still shouting, looking at the swarming dragons with a heavy face.

"Roar..."

Amidst her shouts, Meleys seemed to have heard her voice.

The red dragon stopped its attack on Sunfyre and looked down at Driftmark below with vertical pupils, searching for the figure of its master.

Rhaenys was overjoyed and waved her torch, shouting, "Stay out of the battlefield, Meleys!"

"Roar..."

Meleys spotted her master and blasted away the chasing Sunfyre with a burst of dragonfire.

After sensing Rhaenys's wish, its pupils flashed with a diffused color, and it easily shook off Sunfyre, disappearing into the night.

It was a lazy dragon with a strong bond with its master, and it did as it was told to get out of the fight.

"Roar..."

Losing his opponent, Sunfyre was enraged. His pupils fell on Sea Smoke, who was fighting with Syrax, and he rushed over without thinking.

His golden scales were charred black by Meleys, and in his fury, Sea Smoke became his next target.

"Syrax!..."

Rhaegar and the others ran out of the castle, and Rhaenyra immediately saw the bloodied Syrax and cried out in shock.

Syrax seemed to sense the emotions of his rider, and his tearing motion stiffened for a moment.

"Roar..."

In an instant, it was slapped upside the head by a wing of the enraged Sea Smoke, who continued to tear at his opponent.

Sunfyre also rushed over and slammed his head into Sea Smoke. The three dragons attacked indiscriminately, and dragon flames flew all over the sky.

"Haha, good fight! Sunfyre, quickly tear it apart!"

Witnessing his own dragon fighting, Aegon was filled with excitement and laughed wildly as he applauded.

"Shut the fuck up!"

The situation was urgent, and Rhaegar kicked him down, hating to stitch his mouth shut.

Aegon rolled twice on the ground, looking at Rhaegar in fear and gritting his teeth in secret.

"Vhagar is out of control, its heart filled with rage."

At that moment, Laena came slowly, speaking in a disoriented manner.

"It's alright, Vhagar's speed is a weakness."

Rhaegar looked at the Cannibal spewing dragonfire in the night sky with a grave expression on his face.

The Cannibal was younger and had a more flexible body.

As long as he did not get into close combat with Vhagar, he would not be in danger.

Rhaegar closed his eyes slightly and tried to communicate with the Cannibal with all his heart, hoping to end this dance of dragons as soon as possible.

"Roar ..."

In mid-air, Sea Smoke screamed miserably.

Syrax and Sunfyre's dragons surrounded and attacked it, tearing its flesh.

In just a few moments, Sea Smoke was bruised and bloodied all over.

"Rhaegar, quickly tell your dragon to stop this! Sea Smoke can't hold on much longer," Laenor said, looking anxious and pacing back and forth.

Sea Smoke was his dragon, and they had been together for more than ten years. He could feel Sea Smoke's pain.

"Don't rush. Cannibal has to shake off Vhagar's pursuit first," Rhaegar chided harshly, mentally establishing a connection with Cannibal.

He didn't want any dragons to fall in this farce either. Every dragon in the sky came from the Targaryens. If any dragon died, the one who would lose the most would be House Targaryen.

"Roar ..."

Finally, Cannibal sensed the will of its master and roared as it looked down.

It was in a furious state, the pain from its wounds stimulating its nerves.

"Cannibal, distract Vhagar!"

The moment he made contact, Rhaegar shouted subconsciously and stared at the old dragon in the sky.

This old dragon was clearly out of control.

If they kept fighting, they'd both lose.

"Roar..."

Cannibal looked back and sprayed a mouthful of dragonfire, boosting its speed and rushing into the clouds above, flying straight out of Driftmark.

After spending many years raiding Dragonstone Island, Cannibal had not only built up a strong physique but also developed a cunning nature.

It was really angry about the old dragon's attack and wanted to tear it apart. However, its flames couldn't get through the old dragon's thick armor, and it couldn't gain the upper hand in close combat.

Vhagar, enraged and focused solely on killing Cannibal, struggled to catch up with its heavy body.

When it chased Cannibal out of Driftmark, the dragon had already hidden in the night and disappeared without a trace.

"Roar..."

Having lost its target, Vhagar was particularly agitated, spitting out dragonfire randomly and shaking its nose in search of the scent.

After a while, it seemed to have caught the scent of blood left behind by Cannibal and chased after it in the direction of the Narrow Sea.

The two dragons left Driftmark, but the three remaining dragons were still at it.

Sunfyre, seemingly crazed, spewed dragonfire and attacked both Sea Smoke and Syrax indiscriminately.

The two dragons, reacting with ferocity, turned their heads to bite his neck and legs, intent on taking down this reckless foe first.

"Don't! Sunfyre, run!" Aegon, seeing the dire situation, scrambled to his feet, urging and shouting into the air. He didn't want Sunfyre to die here.

"Rhaegar, Syrax is being held back! It and Sea Smoke will tear Sunfyre apart," Rhaenyra said, desperate to control the situation. She could contact Syrax, but the battle was fierce and beyond her control.

"Don't worry, Cannibal will be back soon!" Rhaegar held a torch and looked out into the dim night sky.

"Roar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure emerged from the other side of  Driftmark, heading straight for the three entangled dragons.

Boom...

Green dragonfire sprayed from afar, enveloping the three dragons like a landslide. Each of the three dragons was wounded, and their injuries sizzled and popped under the burning flames, emitting the odor of burnt sulfur.

Immediately after, the huge black shadow, carrying the dragon flames, charged at the three dragons, dispersing them in one go.

"Roar ..."

Sea Smoke, being the closest, suffered the greatest impact, instantly smashed into the cliff below, screaming miserably.

Sunfyre was also dazed by the impact, shaking his head and roaring.

The green flames died out, revealing Cannibal, who stared fiercely at the two golden dragons.

Syrax, who had been with Cannibal for many years and knew its terror, followed his master's orders and fled.

Sunfyre, still not grasping the situation, roared furiously at Cannibal.

Boom!

Just as the roar echoed, Cannibal swooped down, halfway reversed, and its thick dragon tail whipped Sunfyre like a long whip.

Without even a scream, Sunfyre was instantly whipped away, falling onto the shallow beach nearby.

In that moment, it recalled its fear of Cannibal and immediately came to its senses. Twisting its body, it dug into the sand to avoid Cannibal's sight.

Cannibal's pupils indeed focused on it, assessing whether it would continue to resist so it could vent its anger.

Seeing Sunfyre trembling in fear, Cannibal let out a low growl and turned its gaze to Sea Smoke.

Sea Smoke had just climbed up, a large section of its scales broken, dragon blood roasting the grass underneath.

"Roar.."

Feeling the murderous gaze, Sea Smoke didn't care about the pain, awkwardly spreading its wings and flying back to its nest on Driftmark.

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