At dawn, the sky was just beginning to show the first hint of white.
After the feast, the place was a mess. Aegon kicked Hugh.
"Are you dead?"
Hugh groggily opened his eyes, the drunkenness mostly gone.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I drank too much."
"It's fine as long as you're not dead. Come out with me for a bit," Aegon said spiritedly.
After drinking all night, there was no sign of sleepiness on his face.
Hugh followed Aegon to the temporarily erected open-air Dragonpit.
"Your Highness?" Hugh was full of confusion.
"Let's go to Tyrosh. If it weren't for these damned whores causing delays, Loren would have already made two trips."
Inside the Dragonpit, Sunfyre and Sheepstealer, sensing their riders, both rose and slowly crawled out.
Sunfyre lowered his head and gently nudged Aegon with his nose.
Although Sunfyre was as careful as possible, Aegon was still pushed back half a step.
"You little brat, you really don't know how big you are now, do you?"
Aegon patted Sunfyre.
The warm sensation came through Sunfyre's scales into Aegon's palm.
Aegon climbed onto the Dragon's back, bent down, and gently stroked Sunfyre. Sunfyre immediately flapped his wings and soared into the sky.
On the other side, Hugh also climbed onto Sheepstealer's back.
Sheepstealer habitually shook his body, almost throwing off Hugh, whose Dragon saddle wasn't properly fastened.
"Be careful, buddy," Hugh shouted.
"Hiss!"
Sheepstealer impatiently roared, then took a running start and chased after the direction Sunfyre had left.
Hugh tightly gripped the handle; he still couldn't control Sheepstealer very well.
Aegon looked back at Hugh and Sheepstealer, then had Sunfyre slow down.
Sheepstealer was over sixty meters long. Aegon had never seen an adult Dragon fly slower than Sheepstealer.
However, Sheepstealer was not without any advantages.
At the very least, his bite force was definitely stronger than adult Dragons of the same size, and his blood was much thicker than adult Dragons of the same size.
With The Cannibal's bite force, Sheepstealer wasn't killed even after being choked for dozens of seconds, showing how durable Sheepstealer was.
As the sun rose and the morning mist was about to dissipate, Sunfyre and Sheepstealer finally arrived over Tyrosh.
Aegon overlooked the entire city. At this time, a quarter of the area within Tyrosh had already become ruins.
Among them, Sunfyre should take half the credit. Most of the time, Sunfyre attacked Tyrosh without even needing Aegon to ride him.
"Hiss!"
Sensing the murderous intent in his rider's heart, Sheepstealer suddenly let out a terrifying roar.
Aegon's mouth twitched; he had actually forgotten about this.
When attacking Tyrosh before, Sunfyre and Vhagar would never reveal themselves before spitting out their first breath of Dragon flame.
However, even if Aegon had told Hugh in advance, Hugh probably wouldn't have been able to control Sheepstealer properly.
Since they were already exposed, Aegon simply stopped hiding and guided Sunfyre to dive.
Seeing this, Hugh also guided Sheepstealer to dive.
Boom—brown Dragon flame and reddish-gold Dragon flame simultaneously descended upon Tyrosh, and screams instantly erupted.
But compared to a few months ago, the screams were much sparser.
The severe consequences of the war were gradually becoming apparent.
Wealthy merchants sold their property and fled, not even daring to leave from the Tyrosh docks.
The common people of Tyrosh chose to sell their property and escape to the Disputed Lands.
There was no other way to escape. The demon Dragons attacked every now and then. Staying in Tyrosh meant possibly meeting the gods any day.
Whoosh—the familiar sound of something cutting through the air rang out.
Without Aegon's reminder, Sunfyre simply changed direction and easily dodged the bolt.
Sheepstealer had survived in the wild for decades, and his perception of danger was even more acute.
Almost the moment the sound of something cutting through the air rang out, Sheepstealer independently adjusted his position, also easily dodging the bolt.
Sheepstealer was extremely enraged after being attacked.
He charged directly into the area where the dragon bolt was located, ignoring the second round of bolts, and caused widespread destruction.
Terrifying Dragon flame raged around, and the bloodthirsty Sheepstealer simply landed inside the city.
Looking at the crowds fleeing below him, Sheepstealer spat out a breath of Dragon flame and immediately began to feast.
Puff—a bolt hit Sheepstealer in the butt.
"Hiss!"
Sheepstealer roared, turning his head to look at the dragon bolt hidden in the corner.
The soldier who pulled the trigger still had a look of joy on his face at having hit the demon Dragon.
The next second.
Bang—Sheepstealer directly swung his tail like a hammer.
Blood mixed with wood chips.
Both the person and the bolt were instantly reduced to a bloody mist.
Seeing this, Aegon shook his head helplessly. Hugh would likely have to work hard to completely tame the wild Sheepstealer.
Sheepstealer rampaged on the ground, occasionally spitting Dragon flame, burning a swath of Tyroshi into charcoal.
Sheepstealer rampaged within Tyrosh for an hour, was hit five times, but had no fatal injuries.
"Hiss!"
Sunfyre roared and was the first to fly away from Tyrosh.
Seeing this, Sheepstealer also spat out a breath of Dragon flame and followed Sunfyre, retreating from Tyrosh.
Hit by five bolts, Sheepstealer's combat power was not affected in the slightest.
Three bolts had already been pushed out by muscle, and the remaining two would also naturally fall out after the arrowheads were melted by Dragon blood.
Unless hit in the eye or throat, it would basically not affect an adult Dragon's ability to continue fighting.
This was the terrifying aspect of adult Dragons!
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