Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

The night passed peacefully, and Daenerys slept soundly again. Drogon practiced the normalization of the divine realm all night, gradually becoming more proficient in the skills, and also took a short nap.

During the day, Drogon did not follow Daenerys, but continued to practice controlling the divine realm.

In the evening, Drogon flew Daenerys to the edge of the Kingswood south of King's Landing and set her down.

Daenerys got off the dragon's back in confusion and looked around, wondering why Drogon brought her here.

[You can practice magic here.] Drogon said as he shrank and flew to Daenerys' side.

"Practicing magic?" Daenerys looked at Drogon with wide eyes.

[Yes, look at the tree in the distance, silently pray to release it, and be careful not to burn yourself.]

Once the divine pattern enters Daenerys' mind, it will establish a void magic transmission channel between her and Drogon, thereby borrowing Drogon's magic to release magic.

"Drogon, but I don't know magic!" After hearing Drogon's inner thoughts, Daenerys still did not move, and said after a moment of hesitation.

[Just do as I say, like this.] As he spoke, Drogon grabbed Daenerys's right hand and made a pushing motion.

Daenerys frowned slightly, half believing it, and retracted her right hand to her chest before gently pushing it forward.

Nothing happened!

Looking at Daenerys's limp arms, Drogon had to say: [Try harder! ]

Daenerys repeated the action again and pushed her hand forward suddenly, but there was still no response.

[This shouldn't be the case!] drogon muttered to himself, not understanding what the problem was.

He looked at Daenerys, who was looking at him innocently, as if to say, "I don't know magic."

[Did you just release it silently?] drogon suddenly thought of the key.

"Well...it seems not." Daenerys was a little uncertain.

[Try it again. This time, don't recite silently. Just say release while waving your arms. ]

Daenerys thought about it and looked at the small tree two meters ahead.

"release!"

Puff!

A flame as thick as an arm suddenly burst out from Daenerys's palm, igniting the small tree in front.

"Ah!" Daenerys was frightened by the sudden flame in her hand and instinctively swung her right hand to shake off the flame.

The flame, which had not yet disappeared from her hand, splashed onto her sleeves and trouser legs when she shook it, immediately igniting her clothes.

She was so scared that she hurriedly put out the fire on her clothes. Fortunately, the flame on her right hand had gone out, otherwise the fire would have only gotten bigger if she had put it out.

Although Daenerys has a fire-loving physique and is not afraid of ordinary flames, her clothes are made of ordinary materials and were immediately burned with several large holes once they were touched by sparks.

Looking at the burnt clothes and the small tree still burning in the distance, Daenerys was surprised but also felt like crying.

[I should have brought two more sets of clothes.] Drogon didn't expect that Daenerys would really burn him.

"Drogon, when did I learn magic? I didn't even know it!"

Even though her burnt clothes looked awful, Daenerys couldn't suppress her excitement.

After being frightened by the heart of the immortal, she became very wary of mysterious things and never thought that there would be a day when she would be able to use magic.

[You knew it last night. ]

"Drogon, it's because of you that I can use magic, right?" After hearing Drogon's words, Daenerys immediately knew why she could release fire.

Nodding slightly, Drogon said: [Practice a few more times, be careful not to burn yourself.]

"Um!"

After agreeing with her mouth, Daenerys shouted "release", waved her arm, and a flame was released from her hand again.

This time she didn't panic, watching with wide eyes as the flames hit another small tree.

After the second successful release, Daenerys gradually became bolder and waved her arms around, having a lot of fun.

[Try again to see if you can condense the flame into a fireball and release it. ]

Drogon gave Daenerys the ability to use fire, but how she uses it is up to her.

She could easily shape the flames with borrowed magic.

Compared with long flames, spherical flames are more conducive to dispersed and precise strikes.

Hearing Drogon's reminder, Daenerys lightly raised her right hand and silently chanted "fire...fire..." in her heart.

A small flame slowly emerged from the thin air in her hand and gradually grew larger. When it was as big as a child's fist, Daenerys began to control it with her mind to transform into a circle.

However, this kind of control seems to be a little difficult for Daenerys now. The fireball disintegrated in her hand as soon as it made some changes.

Fortunately, Daenerys reacted quickly this time and the flames did not splash on her.

Although she failed this time, Daenerys was full of confidence. She wiped the scattered beads of sweat from her head, stretched out her palm, and condensed a fireball again.

Looking at Daenerys's struggling expression, Drogon realized that it was not easy to control the fire into the state he wanted.

Not only do you have to master the speed of condensing the flame, but you also have to shape it, which consumes a lot of mental energy.

Drogon only learned a general idea of ​​how believers used magic from Adins, and Adins was not very clear about the detailed methods and techniques. Now Daenerys could only figure it out slowly.

Fortunately, she seemed to have a good understanding. After several attempts, she condensed an elliptical fireball. However, this was the limit of what she could do, so she quickly waved her hand and threw it out.

Bang!

The fireball hit a distant branch and immediately exploded, not only blowing away some branches and leaves, but also igniting them at the same time, making them burn.

Looking at the power of the fireball which was only the size of a fist, Daenerys was stunned. She didn't expect the fireball to be so powerful. It was even better than the effect of the flames hitting the trees before.

Drogon, who was observing Daenerys practicing, was silently estimating the power of the magic in his heart.

The temperature of the fireball is at least twice as high as that of an ordinary flame.

Theoretically, Daenerys can condense a fireball as big as a basin, of course this is under the condition that she can master the release and control techniques to the extreme.

The reason why he is so powerful is due to Drogon's strength and the authority he gives to Daenerys.

Ordinary believers who want to use magic must first recite a prayer, communicate with the god they serve, and obtain temporary permission before they can release magic continuously.

Moreover, the magic power that can be borrowed is also restricted by the gods, and the degree of restriction is roughly divided into three levels.

Drogon has complete access to Daenerys without any restrictions, and can borrow magic power without limit anytime and anywhere.

After successfully releasing the first fireball, Daenerys quickly released a rounder and larger fireball. The speed of condensing fireballs became more and more skillful and faster.

Drogon practiced with her until it was completely dark, and then returned to the Red Castle with Daenerys, who was still unsatisfied.

Seeing Daenerys coming back so late with several holes in her clothes, the maid Jhiqui was shocked.

I thought Daenerys had been attacked, but when I saw the excitement on her face, I put my worries aside and asked about her clothes.