Chapter 649: The origin of magic!

Valyria ruins, dilapidated royal city,

After more than two months of searching, Zhang Cheng had turned the entire ruins upside down, but still had not found the Dragon Horn.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng could not help but have a headache, because where exactly did that unlucky fellow Euron find it?

You must know, the Dragon Horn's use for Zhang Cheng was equivalent to a "whistle"; he could summon dragons from afar to slaughter them!

If it weren't for the Dance of the Dragons in the Targaryen family, where all the dragons sacrificed themselves, Zhang Cheng wouldn't have been so troubled.

However, the lack of dragon deterrence was a good thing for others!

After all, if the Targaryen family had dragons, whether Robert Baratheon would dare to rebel was another matter!

If he didn't rebel, how could the Westeros continent be chaotic?

If the continent wasn't chaotic, how could he continue to rebel?

If he didn't rebel, how could he become the King of Westeros!

Wearing half-plate armor forged from Valyrian steel, Zhang Cheng walked forward: "Assemble!"

"Clatter!"

Walking out from the distance, the Krieg soldiers appeared rapidly.

Looking at the royal city ruins before him, Zhang Cheng could not help but exclaim: "Western architecture is truly amazing!"

Looking at the towering walls and the stone carvings that only had bodies left in the destruction, Zhang Cheng could not help but sigh.

"Search for everything of value and bring them back!"

Instructing the Krieg soldiers, Zhang Cheng led the team into the Valyria royal city ruins, because the best things were often in the castle; if there weren't any, then someone must have arrived first, and Zhang Cheng would absolutely not doubt his own luck.

Just as the Krieg soldiers dispersed, a cry for help came from afar: "Help, help!"

Hearing the movement, Zhang Cheng immediately raised his hand, and his whole person became solemn.

Because in the Valyria ruins, how could there be people calling for help?

Just as Zhang Cheng was puzzled, a figure ran wildly from the fog, seemingly holding something in his hand, like a petrified dragon egg!

Looking at this scene in surprise, Zhang Cheng immediately opened his mouth: "A living person?"

"Who are you?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng and the others in surprise, the person running wildly was also dumbfounded.

However, before the two sides could talk, a group of gray-scaled people appeared in the distance.

"Defend!"

Drawing the Purple Star at his waist, Zhang Cheng roared.

"Clatter!"

Drawing their swords in unison, the Krieg soldiers immediately charged forward.

Just as the man was panting, Zhang Cheng stared at him: "What kind of person are you?"

Explaining to Zhang Cheng, the other party opened his mouth: "My Lord, I am a bard!"

"I just wanted to come here to take a look, I didn't expect to find this!"

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"You are a bard?"

Looking at the other party suspiciously, Zhang Cheng could not help but size him up.

"Yes, I really am a bard, just lacking inspiration recently, so I came here to take a look!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a full face of fear, the other party clearly also saw the gray-scaled people being slaughtered by the Krieg.

Thinking of encountering this group of brave knights in the Valyria ruins, the other party was also trembling with fear.

"Did you pick this up?"

Taking the dragon egg handed over by the other party, Zhang Cheng inquired.

"That's right, in that huge mountain cave over there, it seems to be a dragon nest..."

Explaining to Zhang Cheng, the bard hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Thank you!"

Holding the dragon egg in his left hand, Zhang Cheng smiled and slashed the Purple Star at his neck.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered on the ground, and the bard didn't even know until he died why Zhang Cheng, who was so polite, would attack him.

"Clatter!" Pulling out the Purple Star, Zhang Cheng let the other party fall into the pool of blood: "No need to say you're welcome, because I didn't intend to let you live!"

"Kill everything that can move, even those damn earthworms, cut them vertically for me!"

Roaring at the surroundings, Zhang Cheng became solemn.

What kind of profession a bard was, to Zhang Cheng, was a big mouth running everywhere!

You must know, his trip to the Valyria ruins was a secret operation.

If this guy were allowed to leave alive, how could he go back?

Therefore, this guy could not be left behind!

As for whether an innocent person would make Zhang Cheng feel guilty, he could only say you think too much!

After all, back in South Asia, Indonesia, and America, the slaughter Zhang Cheng created far exceeded the population of King's Landing!

King's Landing: I have a population of five hundred thousand, what exactly did you do?

Zhang Cheng: Is it difficult to issue an order?

Ding Xiu: Only secrets that no one knows are called secrets!

Looking at the petrified dragon egg in his hand, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes: "The bloodline of the Valyrians must be the blood magic flowing in the genes! Only then can dragons be close!"

Handing the dragon egg to the Krieg soldier behind him, Zhang Cheng smiled.

He didn't understand magic, but couldn't he understand genetics?

Just like the son of Robert Baratheon and Cersei, no matter how they were born, they shouldn't be three blondes, right?

Robert: Do you have to use this analogy?

Zhang Cheng:...

Fighting forward bravely, the Krieg soldiers nearly killed the gray-scaled people wandering on the edge of the royal city until blood flowed like a river, which prevented them from rushing up to attack.

If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't be able to get close here.

This was also why Euron Greyjoy finding the dragon egg and the Dragon Horn was surprising!

After all, gray-scaled people and toxic fog were the biggest reasons why people couldn't set foot on this land!

Arriving before the nearly collapsed royal city, Zhang Cheng touched his chin: "This place is truly dilapidated!"

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However, before Zhang Cheng could finish his words, the Krieg soldier who ran over quickly held up a sword covered in dust.

Holding it in his palm, Zhang Cheng felt the texture coming from it: "Valyrian steel?"

"Clatter!"

Swinging the long sword in his hand, the dust on it scattered, immediately revealing the same patterns as the Purple Star.

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng was excited: "Search for me, there must be more Valyrian steel here!"

And just as the Krieg soldiers dispersed, Zhang Cheng walked toward the distance alone, because that was the dragon nest the bard had mentioned.

Entering the dust-filled mountain cave, Zhang Cheng looked at the footprints on the ground: "It seems he didn't lie!"

However, just as Zhang Cheng walked forward step by step, he froze in place, because he seemed to feel some dangerous thing staring at him.

"Clatter!"

A pair of eyes that seemed to have slept for a long time slowly opened, the cold pupils staring at Zhang Cheng.

"Big brother, I'm not a local, can you let me go?"

Looking at the thing that opened its eyes, Zhang Cheng explained immediately.