"I'm so strong?!"
To be honest, Danny herself did not expect her cooperation with Dahei to be so coordinated.
The City of Knowledge was very familiar with the habits, abilities, and weaknesses of the Megalosaurus. There were hundreds of Dragon-slaying Crossbows and hundreds of crossbowmen lying in ambush below. If Danny died tragically on the spot, her dragon would definitely sense it and chase after her to find her body and take revenge on the enemy. (Similar incidents had happened many times in the history of the Targaryen family.)
In this way, the City of Knowledge could easily turn the dragon into a hornet's nest.
Therefore, Danny did not even think of riding the dragon to dive and bomb. The old town was not her territory, so she could not make incendiary bombs in a short time. Therefore, she was ready to try the "Big Fireball Spell."
The range of the Megalosaurus's dragon flame was about the same as the length of its body. Even Dahei could only spit out two to four meters of dragon flame. Any further and it would not be lethal.
But the Fireball Spell was different. When Danny used the Fire Control Spell to turn the dragon flame into a ball, the fireball could be stable for a long time. Last time in the Dorne Desert, she controlled Whitey's dragon flame to burn for three hours until it ran out of magic power.
Danny had already guessed that she could merge with Dahei's soul. Their cooperation must be stronger than Whitey's. But she did not expect that the nine-colored vortex in their Sea of Consciousness would spin at the same time at the same frequency. Under the dragon spirit state, their wizard power gradually connected and merged.
Then, Dahei transformed into a tailed beast. Wisps of visible fire elements condensed in his mouth. The exaggerated scene, similar to a bijudama, almost scared Danny out of witchcraft control.
The fireball expanded rapidly from the size of an egg. It lasted for about forty seconds — the time that Dahei continuously spat out dragon flame (20 seconds before Danny helped him to condense the meditation runes). A dark red fireball the size of a baby's bathtub formed in his mouth.
That kind of heat and heaviness made Dani tremble with fear.
The Fire Control Spell had ten times more control over the dragon flame fireball than ordinary flames. Ordinary fireballs would disperse when they were one or two meters away from Danny, but the dragon flame fireball could fly freely within a hundred meters of her body.
Even so, the fireball in front of her was too big. The bigger the fireball, the harder it was to control. She could barely move it.
In desperation, Danny could only resign herself to fate. She let Dahei dive vertically and spit out the fireball when it was 500 meters away from the ground.
When Dahei drew an arc in the sky and circled back to the General Manager's Pavilion, Danny was shocked and relieved to see that the fireball that had been freed from its bindings was rapidly expanding in the air. Its color had also changed from dark red to brighter and brighter, like a falling sun.
The dim indigo sky was dyed red.
When the fireball approached the roof of the Steward's Pavilion, it had already expanded to the size of a small house — an irregular sphere with a diameter of ten meters.
"Boom boom boom —" Debris flew everywhere, and a large part of the roof slowly caved in. The roar of the burning flames was muffled, drowning out the terrified screams of the ambushing soldiers. After the fireball encountered an obstacle, it became even more unstable.
When it could not even maintain the most basic form of a sphere. "BOOOOOM!"
The General Manager's Pavilion was 40 meters wide and 100 meters long. It was the largest building in the City of Knowledge, but at this moment, half of the roof had been blown away. Danny even saw a ring of air that was rapidly spreading out, mixed with a large number of tiles, wooden beams, twisted corpses, and Dragon-slaying crossbows.
"Oh my God! I'm so invincible?! "Danny was so excited that she was dumbfounded.
Although it did not have as high a penetrative ability as the Tomahawk missile, just by looking at the surface, the explosion range was not much worse than an explosive pack.
When Barristan knocked away a piece of debris and broken wood and climbed to the top floor with difficulty, Danny had already changed to the White Dragon in the sky and was roaring to clear the miscellaneous soldiers.
Yes, she was still throwing fireballs on the ground. The small fireballs that were spat out by Little White were not as powerful as grenades, but they were enough to scare the frightened soldiers into throwing away their helmets and armor, shouting "Seven Gods bless" and "Mother, save me" as they fled frantically.
Half an hour later, on the central island at the estuary of the Honey Wine River, a group of high-ranking officials of the old town gathered together on the Towering Tower.
"Damn it, what the hell happened? It seems that half of the City of Knowledge is burning. "Behre Haitan leaned against the window, staring in the direction of the City of Knowledge with an anxious face.
The long-bearded old man on the seat of honor opened his closed eyes and looked straight at the calm young man beside him. "Earl Garland, have you thought of a plan to deal with the aftermath?"
"Didn't we discuss it before? Tiemin's spies sneaked into the City of Knowledge to cause destruction, "Garland said doubtfully.
"No, it's not an excuse to deal with the people of the old town." Earl Leighton, whose bald head was full of age spots, shook his head and sighed. "I'm asking how to deal with the fury of the Mother Of Dragons."
"Grandpa, you think she's not dead?" Garland's pupils contracted, and he said with a trembling voice, "That's impossible, right? She was not prepared at all. She should have been poisoned to death long ago. Isn't the City of Knowledge on fire? Isn't it the Megalosaurus venting its anger? "
"It failed." The old man smiled bitterly.
"How do you know?" Garland's eyes flickered.
The old man explained bitterly, "The Magic Tide did not fluctuate at all."
"Uh, Magic Tide? Is it reliable? "Garland suspected that the old man had gone mad.
"Report!" As he spoke, the guard hurried into the hall with a doctor wearing a lead ring.
"Chief Theobald, what's the situation?" Baylor hurried over and asked.
Well, Dr. Wargrave could not handle official business, so Dr. Theobald had always been the one to exercise the authority. However, he was not a doctor of economics and history, so he did not preside over the discussion on reducing the trade deficit of the seven countries two days ago.
"Not sure." Dr. Theobald's expression was unpleasant.
"Smack!" Garland slapped the armrest of the wooden chair angrily, and asked loudly, "What do you mean not sure? Previously, you all patted your chests and promised that the plan was perfect and flawless. There will definitely be no problems. "
"Sigh, Danny Rize's senses are very sharp, and she sensed that there was something wrong with the food. At that time, the apprentice who delivered the food was stealing the food of the guests …" Dr. Theobald explained the entire situation.
There was someone monitoring the room next door, but no one dared to dig a hole to peek. Powerful knights would notice if they were being stared at with ill intentions.
Garland asked again, "Even if the poisoning failed, there's still the Dragon-Slaying Crossbow, they can't escape even if they have wings."
"We guessed wrong." The doctor shook his head, and said dejectedly, "Barristan did not deliberately wear the tattered armor to deceive others. It was a set of rare Valleglia steel armor, and even his black longsword was an extremely sharp Valleglia steel sword."
"What? That extravagant?!! "Baylor's eyes were about to pop out.
"But I remember, Leila … No, Danny Rize's armor was bought in the old town." Garland was puzzled.
"Only Barristan was wearing the Valleglia steel armor, and Danny Rize seemed to have been shot by a crossbow arrow, but the condition of her injury is uncertain, but since the dragon could still carry the two of them away, it means that she is not dead yet."
"What was that red sun just now?" The old man asked.
"I don't know, maybe it was dragon flames?"
"Dragon flames?" Baylor was so agitated that his voice cracked from shouting, "You have studied the Megalosaurus for thousands of years, but have you ever seen dragon flames like that?"
"But we have checked the burn marks, and it indeed matches the characteristics of dragon flames. 'Magician' Marvin thought that it was dragon flames transformed from fireballs, and he said that the Megalosaurus used fire control to turn the dragon flames into fireballs and spit them out. "
The old man stroked his long white beard and asked thoughtfully, "Just like the fire warlocks at the docks who control fire to turn it into a fight between beasts?"
"Yes."
"Dragons can use magic?" Garland and Baylor were dumbfounded.
"We don't want to believe it either, but this is not an exception." Dr. Theobald's smile was bitter and desperate. "The Dragon King may not be the great wizard, but the great wizard must be the Dragon King.
According to the records, Great Wizard Valleglia's Megalosaurus can spit out fire rings, fire birds, fire dragons, fire snakes, and even fire giants. Compared to that, the Mother Of Dragons's dragon spitting out fireballs is nothing. "
"Great Wizard Valleglia …" The old man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. He glanced at his grandson, but kept his mouth shut.
"Sigh, how are we going to deal with the aftermath?" Baylor slumped against the back of his chair, his face numb as he muttered to himself, "I was against assassinating her before. Not to mention violating the guest's rights, we get along well with her!
Danny Rize is gentle and polite, smart and wise, brave and good at fighting, and close to the people. So what if Targaryen is restored? Is it worth it just for Margaery's position as queen?
Everyone saw Cersei's attitude. Lannister is not willing to share the Iron Throne with Gao Ting. Lannister and Targaryen have a blood feud, but we only have a conflict of interests with her. What's the point of this? "
"This has nothing to do with Gao Ting!" Galantir's expression froze, and she looked around at everyone. She emphasized in a serious tone, "Grandmother only said that we can cooperate with the City of Knowledge, but we, the Tyrell family, will not participate."
"Then who is responsible? I was against this from the beginning because Garth planned to sneak out and report the assassination to her. You even locked him up in the confinement room on the fourth floor. "Baylor's eyes were red as he stared at his nephew and questioned.
Unlike Galantir, who was trying to shirk responsibility, Baylor spoke from the bottom of his heart. The Hytal family had not invested in Lannister at all. Whoever ascended to the Iron Throne would not affect them at all.
Furthermore, from their personal impressions, Baylor and Garth admired the beautiful 'Champion of Martial Arts' Leila, and even secretly admired her.
If 'Leila Vesuvius' had a higher status, Garth would have thought of pursuing her … Well, of course, now that he found out Leila's true identity, he felt that her status was too high. Baylor's status was suitable, but he already had a wife, and Garth was only the second son without the right to inherit.
Thinking of this, Baylor looked at his father with some resentment. Since he had been studying magic at the top of the tower, he should have continued to train. Why did he have to come down and participate in such a troublesome and unrewarding matter?
The old man stood up, and said to his grandson with a wooden face, "Garth, ask Lady Olena. This matter is beyond the Hyder family's ability. No matter what the Lady and the City of Knowledge come to an agreement, I will fully support it. But it's late now, so let's all go! "
"Oh right," The old man walked a few steps with the help of his maid, and suddenly turned back to Professor Theobald. "Sir Steward, after you return to the City of Knowledge, please ask Professor Marwin to come over. I want to ask about the Dragon Fireball."
"Alright."
Baylor looked at his father who was staggering away, and then at Garth who was calling for the scholar to write a letter. He shook his head and went downstairs.
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