Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

After all, the dragon is an animal, and theoretically it is also an optional object of shape-shifting magic.

Even if the guesses of the idle maesters in Westeros City are true, the dragon is a product of Valyrian magic.

Didn’t the system assistant tell you this a long time ago? There is no legal system conflict with the magical power that players obtain through the system.

Even if there is Valyrian witchcraft power in the dragon's body, it will not affect the player's use of shape-shifting magic.

Thinking of this, Ian decided not to wait any longer.

Ian didn't know how far the adult dragon's spiritual power would grow, but for the cub that was just one month old, he thought he had a chance to try it.

Immediately, Ian walked directly to Daenerys' room. Although Ian also wanted to keep the dragon in his room to cultivate feelings, this little thing always followed Daenerys, never leaving.

Ian had no choice but to acquiesce to the fact that she would raise the dragon.

"Who?" After knocking on the door for a while, Ian heard Daenerys asking from the room.

"It is me, Your Majesty," Ian replied, knowing that Daenerys could recognize his voice.

About half a minute later, a small crack opened in the door of Daenerys' room.

"Lord Darry?" Daenerys timidly stuck out her little head. The silver hair on her head was uncombed and somewhat scattered.

After she confirmed that the person outside the door was indeed Ian, she hesitantly opened the door and invited Ian in.

Ian was not too polite. After entering the door, he looked for the black dragon Ion.

Daenerys lit the candles in the room, and the pale yellow candlelight instantly filled the entire room.

"It's so late, what do you want from me?" Then, the little queen asked in a low voice.

Night? Damn it! Ian looked back at Daenerys, and then he noticed that the little queen was only wearing a thin silk pajamas. Under the candlelight, her face was already red to the roots of her ears.

Noticing that Ian was looking at her, Daenerys' eyes evaded, as if she was both afraid and expecting some kind of answer.

Seven levels of hell! Ian couldn't help but cover his face.

The system's month-end settlement is at midnight. After handling the settlement, I hurried over as soon as I had the idea of ​​becoming a dragon spirit.

It's two o'clock in the morning right now!

Shock! A shameless powerful official knocked on the single queen's door late at night!

Everyone would misunderstand this time, right?

The most outrageous thing is that Ian glared at Daenerys, you actually opened the door like this? !

This is too much! To be honest, have you been craving for my body for a long time? !

Boys really need to protect themselves when they go out.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Your Majesty," Ian quickly cleared up her misunderstanding, "I'm here to look for Ion."

Because of some unspeakable but unspeakable reasons, Ian planned to let the little queen covet him for a few years before talking about it.

"Ion?" Daenerys was completely confused. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't think of anything to say.

Ian added a line to her in his mind, "I have claims and looks. Those who pursue me can line up from here to Westeros. I open the door for you in the middle of the night. You think I am air and you come here." A dragon?"

"Your Majesty, please allow me to excuse myself." Ian saluted again, then came to the room, lifted up the black dragon Ian who was sleeping soundly in the dragon's nest, and left with Ion in a daze of one person and one dragon. Daenerys' room.

Daenerys still stood there in a daze until Ian left for a long time. She couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Finally, she moved her gaze to her chest.

She found the answer.

Sure enough, what Ian said in Illyrio's mansion that he would be the king of the country and that no man would be unsatisfied was as much a compliment as saying that Viserys would be a wise king!

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After returning to his room, Ian first fed Ian a bowl of goat's milk. This guy has not yet been weaned, and it seems that he really thinks of himself as a mammal, soothing his emotions.

After Ion completely relaxed, Ian suddenly launched an invasion into its consciousness.

Ian's mental offensive was not violent, to a large extent it was just tentative.

After all, there was no precedent for a shapechanger to become a dragon spirit in the original work. He could not guarantee that accidents would not happen, so he thought of quitting immediately if he encountered a situation that he could not judge.

What surprised Ian was that the process of establishing a connection with the skinchangers was unexpectedly smooth.

The mental power of the just full-moon little black dragon Ion is even more fragile than the big orange that Ian conquered before. Perhaps for the long life of the dragon clan, the growth of mental power in just one month can be ignored.

Anyway, Ian transformed into Ion with little resistance.

Even until he flapped his wings and flew low around the room twice with the body of a dragon, Ian still felt an unreal feeling.

As the system's beeps rang in his mind, Ian came out of that dreamlike state.

After logging into the system, Ian saw the new email in his mailbox.

[Successfully transformed into a dragon and achieved the special achievement ‘Dragon Spirit’

Earn 30 points]

"Special achievement?" This is a novel thing. The points awarded are more than the intermediate achievements, but less than the high-level achievements, and there are no scrolls. Overall it's not a huge gain.

But the achievement of such an achievement told Ian more clearly that all this was not an illusion, and that he had really become a dragon spirit.

This is a terrible advantage.

Although the approaching long night will not give your dragons enough time to grow up, so that they cannot grow to an age that is comparable. For example, Balerion, the Black Death, has a wingspan of several hundred meters and can swallow a mammoth in one bite. If the giant dragon still exists, then other players will no longer be able to play, and no matter how hard they struggle, it will be in vain.

This dragon of mine may only grow up to five or six years old. The long night will begin to fall in about four years, and it will take another one or two years to completely fall.

In any case, this game will inevitably end before Ion reaches ten years old, and dragons of several years old are destined to be fragile. During the Dance of the Blood Dragon, those adult dragons who are several decades old can be killed by the mob (perhaps disguised as a mob) mercenaries and knights), which shows that the dragon's scales were not really that invulnerable in the early days.

But dragons can be used in more ways than frontal attacks! Especially a dragon controlled directly by the shapeshifter's will!

Ian just thought about it and found many uses.

High-altitude reconnaissance: When the opponent also has a shapechanger, no matter how ferocious a bird the opponent is, he can guarantee that he will be invincible in a duel.

Attack the scouts. A scout team acting alone cannot carry a dragon-hunting crossbow. As long as these guys are killed, the opponent's general will become blind.

If you find that the opponent's granary does not have enough dragon-hunting weapons when attacking the granary/grain road, just burn it directly. If so, they can attack the opponent's supply line at any time without taking risks. After all, the grain transport team cannot carry the dragon-hunting crossbow at any time. If the opponent really chooses to carry it, then their grain transportation pressure will double.

Even if it is used on the frontal battlefield, it is not impossible. As long as the dragon is used in conjunction with ground troops, it is easy to effectively avoid the opponent's air defense range.

This is a true strategic artifact!