Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 90 Mask Conquers Demons

With [blood and fire coming from the same origin] and [true dragon's blood], he is not afraid of the high temperature brought by fire oil.

But he did a good job of forcing the shadow back.

Shadows are just shadows after all, they will twist and dissipate when exposed to flames.

It couldn't hurt Lei Jia at all.

"Hiss..."

While breathing, Gluttony felt the driver's emotions were abnormal. He looked back and saw a headless figure crawling onto his body, roaring violently.

It burned the shadow half-dragon until there was nothing left, opened its dragon's kiss and spewed out a large ball of dragon flames in front of it.

Then he flapped his wings forward, and his entire body passed through the green dragon flames.

Facing the dragon flames, Rega quickly put away his red paint mask, covered his face with one hand, and lay down.

Wherever the dragon flame passed, the clothes were ignited, stinging Rhaegar's skin.

In the gorgeous green, all shadows will eventually be destroyed.

After breaking out of the dragon flames, Rega immediately stood up and looked around cautiously.

After confirming that the headless figure had disappeared, he sighed with regret.

He took out a set of loose clothes from the bracelet and put them on.

"Hiss..."

Gluttony made a sound at the right moment to remind him to steady his body and swoop down under the dragon's body.

Only the remains of the shadow half-dragon fell to the ground.

Deformed monsters and human figures are still attacking living people, and the battle is not over yet.

Rhaegar took out the red paint mask again and fell into thinking.

"The mask is a token, how do I return it?"

He thought of the headless figure.

That shadow is different from other shadow monsters.

He is very purposeful, as if he is intelligent.

Attacked him last time, piercing Glutton's tail.

This time, he actually used his shadow to make a half-dragon, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate him.

Rhaegar had every reason to suspect that the unmanned figure was the true shadow of the Shadowbinder.

"A headless shadow... mask..."

His thoughts were spinning, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of a possibility.

"Glutton, take me to those prisoners!"

Rhaegar gave a loud command, guessing how to eliminate the curse.

After tearing apart the shadow half-dragon, the glutton returned to his senses and soared in the air obediently.

While spitting dragon flames to kill the figures on the ground, he approached the prisoner in the center of the clearing.

The other end of the clearing.

The headless figure reappeared, standing on the body of the deformed monster.

Control the deformed monster to chase the fleeing savages, plunder their lives, and fill the shadow of loss.

whoosh-

A rocket shot through the chest of the headless figure.

The headless figure touched the hole in his chest and turned sideways to face the direction of the rocket.

There, a girl with brown curly hair was still nocking her bow and preparing to shoot the second shot.

The headless figure twisted twice, turned into a shadow and merged into the body of the deformed monster, approaching her.

"Come on, the dragon is coming!"

Losing the target, Baolan looked at it suspiciously, but was pushed away by a savage man and squeezed into the crowd.

Green dragon flames followed closely, shrouding the deformed monster.

As the split body of the last shadow monster, the deformed monster was burned by the dragon flames and lost its resistance.

The war is now coming to an end.

The savage army, together with the soldiers of the Bren and Kleb families, resisted the surge of figures, and the flaming weapons coated with fire oil were very effective.

Casualties were greatly reduced.

Seeing a familiar face, Rhaegar drove the Glutton to the ground and shouted at Baolan: "Did you see the Shadowbinder's head?"

He found the prisoners who had been killed.

But the Shadowbinder's head was missing.

Just ask around.

Baolan struggled to walk in the crowded crowd and didn't hear clearly at all.

Instead, another voice responded.

"Here I am! The head is here!"

Rhaegar turned around and saw the ragged Barbat running away in embarrassment, holding his head with a sad face.

Behind him, the two guards had long disappeared.

Sam, who was tall and fat, waved his sword, sweeping across the approaching figures, and kept moving closer to the dragon.

After finding something, Rhaegar's eyes lit up and he shouted quickly: "Smash it! Smash the head!"

"Yes, Prince!"

Barbat thought he heard it wrong, but his head kept moving in his arms, and he had long wanted to throw it away.

As soon as he heard Rhaegar's order, he immediately threw the head into the bonfire scattered nearby.

Zila...

As soon as the head touched the flame, black smoke immediately erupted. The blocked mouth wanted to howl, but could not make a sound. In the blink of an eye, his skin and flesh were burned away and turned into bone residue under the trampling of the crowd.

hum-

The scene fell silent.

All the figures seemed to pause, allowing themselves to be hacked and slashed by the living, before turning into a ball of shadow and shrinking back to the ground.

And near the bones, a headless figure emerged.

In Rega's sight, his empty neck squirmed, and a head slowly grew.

The face was that of the Shadowbinder's head.

But there was no emotion on that face, and it was extremely numb.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but how could the shadow speak?

Things changed quickly. The headless figure got used to the appearance of heads, and the figures present moved again.

Even the shadows on the ground began to surge and reappear.

"Baolan, shoot him!"

Just when everyone thought the war was about to resume, Rhaegar's order sounded.

whoosh-

A sharp arrow flew with a red paint mask nailed to the tip of the arrow, heading straight for the shadow of the Shadowbinder.

pat-

The sharp arrow hit the shadow-binder's forehead, and the red paint mask also covered the shadow's face.

All of a sudden.

The red paint mask seemed to erupt with infinite suction, swallowing up the shadow behind the mask.

As the Shadowbinder's shadow disappeared.

All the figures in the open space disappeared one after another, turning into wisps of black smoke and blown away by the wind.

The fragments of limbs left behind by the deformed monsters and shadow half-dragons could not be preserved. They squirmed a few times, seemed to be withered and dilapidated, and turned into powder.

The enemy disappeared in the blink of an eye, surprising everyone present.

Still immersed in the hesitation of the battle.

"Did you make it?"

Seeing all the shadow monsters disappear, Rhaegar's eyes were scrutinized, still vigilant.

"Hiss..."

Gluttony growled, moved his feet lazily, stretched out his wings and flapped them.

It uses actions to tell the driver that the danger has been eliminated.

The savage army and soldiers still maintained their fighting postures with weapons in hand, and all turned their attention to the young prince on the dragon's back.

They don't know if the curse is lifted.

However, as long as the dragon and the prince are still there, they will still have the courage to fight.

After understanding the glutton's meaning, Rhaegar was still a little unfinished.

"I didn't expect that the shadow monster would be so easy to deal with!"

Rhaegar murmured, feeling the hot gazes from all directions, and realized what he should do now.

Think for a moment.

He stood up straight from the dragon's back, raised one arm high, and looked down at the expectant faces of the remaining people.

They have rude savages.

There are soldiers in armor.

There are also nobles such as Sam and Barbat.

"Hiss..."

The glutton swayed its body and raised its back, raising Rhaegar's figure higher.

Rega stood on the devastated scorched earth, taking advantage of the baptism of the moonlight, taking a deep breath, and his voice was full of power:

"Everyone! Thanks for your hard work, now I announce..."

"Under the dragon flames, there is no more curse!"

"..."

The childish voice echoed in the empty battlefield. Although it was a little hoarse, it fell into everyone's ears, but it was like the sound of nature.

"Oh ho ho, we won..."

"The curse of Dog Day, you didn't kill me, I killed you..."

"Long live the dragon...Long live the prince..."

"..."

The joy of victory washed over every living person, and they all let out excited shouts and waved their weapons to vent their tense emotions.

Rhaegar glanced around, an inexplicable excitement surged into his heart, and he smiled unconsciously.

Without the help of his family, he defeated the terrible curse alone.

This is his adventure.

Exclusively his first adventure with Gluttony.

"My friend, we are awesome!"

Looking at the hill-like gluttons, Rhaegar gave him the highest praise.

　At this point, the plot of Peninsula has come to an end.

　　The subsequent plot returns to the main line.

　　(The upper limit of Shadowbinder is slightly higher, giving everyone a bad viewing experience. It will be appropriately reduced in the future, focusing on knight combat.)

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