Red!

Brilliant scorching bright red!

Even from a few meters away, you can feel the heat in your face!

In less than a minute or so, a small pit with a diameter of more than 80 centimeters appeared on the floor of the living room, and the pit was full of magma formed by the melting of marble.

Tyrion Lannister waited for two horrified eyes to carefully pour the rest of the wine into the pit.

Moment!

Laugh at!!!!!!!!

With a screeching sound, the drink immediately evaporated into a white mist and slowly drifted out of the room through the window.

"Oh-oh my God! what the hell is this? I don't think even wildfires can reach that high temperatures, right?" asked the little devil dumbfounded.

He couldn't believe that a small vial of unknown substance could bring such terrifying destructive power, even the hard marble melted, and once it fell on the person's body, the consequences were unimaginable, and he was afraid that even a complete corpse could not be preserved.

As for Bolon, he was so frightened that he retreated to the door, and if he noticed that the situation was not good, he would turn around and flee without saying a word.

As a mercenary who killed people at the age of twelve, he could face blood and death calmly, but he could not face mysterious forces that were far beyond his comprehension.

"Hmph! Don't compare my dragon flame to something as low-grade as wildfire, I'd think it's an insult. As you can see, when it comes into contact with the air, it can produce a hot flame that melts steel and rock, just like the dragon flame spewed out by the legendary dragon, and any protection in front of it is useless. Imagine how his army would react if an important person of the enemy was burned to death on the battlefield?" Zhang Cheng explained with a playful face.

Undoubtedly, this temporary name "Dragon Flame" was the first by-product of his study of the dragon's inner workings.

The principle is even simpler, it is to use a small amount of young dragon's blood to inject a large amount of mysterious energy into the air.

When a certain tipping point is reached, the energy activates a substance in the dragon's blood, resulting in a terrifying high-temperature flame that is almost identical to the dragon flame that erupts from the dragon's mouth.

The only difference may be that dragons can control the temperature and range of dragon fire, but this artificially crafted thing is uncontrollable and will never stop until it burns out.

Although the production method of Dragon Burn is not complicated, due to the use of dragon blood, only him and Daenerys on the other side of the sea can do it in the entire world of ice and fire at the moment.

Since Daenerys's control over dragons is far inferior to Zhang Cheng's, and she doesn't have any professionals in this area, if she wants to study something similar, I'm afraid it won't be fun to wait until the strange ghost goes south.

Tyrion stroked the thick stubble on his chin, as if seriously considering the use of this new gadget in actual combat.

After a long while, he asked in an uncertain tone, "May I take the liberty of asking, how much is the production of dragon flames, and if I want to use them, do I need to pay additional golden dragons or any other strings?"

Zhang Cheng smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, dear Tyrion, don't worry. Before I do that, I would like to hear your views on the current situation. Knowing that I've dealt with that self-righteous idiot sister of yours, I'm sorry, if it weren't for Duke Tywin's sake, I'd have just pinched and twisted her neck and thrown the body into the dung pit. ”

"Hahahaha! I'm glad you feel exactly the same way I do in this regard. Don't worry, my father sent me to King's Landing this time to take good care of my obnoxious sister and uncontrolled nephew. Instead of being angry, the little devil burst out laughing.

"Oh, you've had a hard time. As far as I know, neither your sister nor your nephew are people who like to be disciplined. Zhang Chengyi hinted with deep taste.

Tyrion shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, "It's okay, I'm well prepared when I come." What's more, with the war in the north deadlocked, how to defend against the Baratheon brothers in the south has become a huge problem. At such a critical moment, anyone who makes trouble will be severely punished, regardless of whether he is a king or a queen. ”

Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: "I see." Also, you haven't answered me, what do you think of the current situation?"

"Quite simply, both Lanli and Stannis claim the rightful inheritance to the Iron Throne, so I think there will be a civil war between them before the siege of King's Landing is launched, and I hope this civil war lasts as long as possible. "The little devil makes no secret of his malice towards his enemies.

As he described, if the civil war between the Baratheon brothers lasted long enough, they themselves would have exhausted their war potential, and even if they swung north, they would not be able to pose as much of a threat as they are now.

Unfortunately, the ideal state is not destined to become a reality.

Little did it take for Stannis to have Melisandre cast shadow magic, kill her own brother, and then unite the Baratheon supporters in a campaign of unprecedented proportions.

"Very accurate prediction, it seems that you are much smarter than your sister. I like to work with smart people, so I promise again that as long as you are Prime Minister, I will unconditionally support your decision. As he spoke, Zhang Cheng raised the wine glass that had just been filled.

Tyrion hurriedly raised his glass and responded with a smile, "I also promise that all your efforts will be rewarded handsomely." ”

"Hey, hey, after all, the Lannisters have debts to pay, don't they?" Bronn interjected, raising his glass.

"That's right! To the great Lannisters!Cheers!" Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he raised his head and drank it all.

"To the great Lannister!"

"To the great Lannister!"

......

The other two men did not notice anything unusual, and they raised their glasses and began to eat hearty food while chatting about all kinds of yellow and violent anecdotes.

Before I knew it, more than three hours had passed.

By the time Tyrion realized that he had stayed too long, he was already starting to stagger, and with great difficulty he slipped the letter into Zhang Cheng's hand, and then took Boron with him towards the Red Keep at the top of the mountain.

In any case, as the incoming prime minister, he must say hello to Cersei and Joffrey, and by the way, get his rights.

Seeing them disappear at the end of the street, Zhang Cheng unhurriedly opened the seal, glanced at the contents of his eyes, quickly crossed a graceful arc at the corner of his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Lord of Bright Water City, this is exactly what I want, when I complete the marriage with the Tyrell family, I will become a decisive force in the Riverbend region......"

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