Syrax was in an extremely bad state at this moment, but it still didn't give up, relying entirely on its tenacious will to survive, desperately holding on in this life-and-death moment.
Its huge mouth, which had been spewing raging Dragon Flame, was now constantly dripping with blood.
However, what was unexpected was that this dragon blood actually made the temperature of the Dragon Flame even higher; the Dragon Flame, which was already difficult to extinguish, now possessed an extremely strong spreading capability.
At the same time, Viserys was controlling Silverwing, using its scorching Dragon Flame to incinerate a circular vacuum zone around them, temporarily and barely protecting Syrax and the unconscious Rhaenyra on the dragon saddle.
However, the departure of the two dragons completely freed the Ice Dragon, allowing it to fully unleash its power.
Facing such a powerful opponent, Caraxes, even with the command and control of its rider Daemon, still seemed to be struggling.
In just a very short time, Caraxes had already sustained numerous hideous and terrifying wounds, especially the three deep claw marks on its abdomen, which almost disemboweled it.
Daemon, riding Caraxes, was in extreme peril at this moment.
He was high in the sky, surrounded by dense Ice Dragons and the Army of Ghouls, every moment filled with deadly danger.
Once Caraxes could no longer hold on, whether it was killed by an Ice Dragon or fell into the Army of Ghouls, he would have no chance of survival.
At this moment, he finally regretted his previous impulsive actions.
At the same time, the idea of escaping involuntarily began to sprout in Daemon's mind.
But he knew very well that if he chose to flee on his dragon now, not only would his brother be in danger, but his niece would also be certain to die.
This thought made him hesitant, unsure of what to do.
Just as he hesitated, Ghidorah and Aegon had already flown to Syrax's side.
Aegon's dragon claws firmly grasped Syrax's massive body, attempting to lift it off the ground.
However, Syrax's weight was not small; Aegon used all its strength to barely lift it off the ground.
Not only was its flying speed slow, but it couldn't fly any higher than 500 meters from the ground, and Aegon was flying unsteadily.
At this moment, Aegon and Syrax were definitely sitting ducks in the air.
Daemon watched the scene before him, his heart burning with anxiety.
He knew he couldn't stand idly by; he had to find a way to help them.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his fear and hesitation, then urged Caraxes to fly towards Aegon and Syrax.
He had to find a way to help them escape danger while also ensuring his own safety.
On the distant city wall, Rayder watched Daemon's every move from afar, cursing him silently as an absolute fool.
Daemon's actions would undoubtedly attract the Ice Dragon; this was simply adding to the chaos!
And indeed, just as Rayder expected, the Ice Dragon pursued Caraxes like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, constantly closing in.
Viserys watched his daughter and her great dragon Syrax with burning anxiety, having barely managed to escape danger.
However, at this moment, he suddenly caught sight of the Ice Dragon rapidly approaching them.
The situation was urgent, and Viserys didn't have time to ponder; he unhesitatingly ordered Silverwing to immediately go forward to assist and block this fierce Ice Dragon.
Silverwing swiftly responded to its master's command, streaking away like a bolt of lightning.
It fought alongside Caraxes, doing its utmost to hold back the Ice Dragon's advance.
Just as the two sides were in a standoff, suddenly, a Mystic Ice Spear, gleaming with cold light, shot through the air like a meteor, flying straight towards Aegon.
This sudden attack caught everyone off guard, but Ghidorah did not panic.
It remembered Rayder's recent instructions, consistently guarding Aegon's side, fully alert to any possible sneak attack.
In a flash, one of Ghidorah's heads suddenly spewed a dazzling bolt of lightning.
With a thunderous roar, the lightning, like a flash across the sky, instantly shattered the Mystic Ice Spear into countless fragments, which scattered and drifted down like snowflakes.
However, this brief respite did not last long.
In less than two breaths, countless Mystic Ice Spears rained down from the sky, dense and numerous, roughly estimated to be at least a hundred!
This time, Ghidorah became the target of the attack. In almost the blink of an eye, hundreds of Mystic Ice Spears struck it.
However, the force of most of the Mystic Ice Spears was simply unable to break through Ghidorah's defenses.
Only one Mystic Ice Spear carried a terrifying force, breaking through the dragon scales' defense, and its front one-third penetrated Ghidorah's abdomen.
The immense pain made Ghidorah roar out loud, and its flying body lost its balance, eventually falling to the ground.
The pain made Ghidorah furious and agitated.
As soon as it stood firm on the ground, one of its heads bit onto the Mystic Ice Spear piercing its abdomen and pulled it out of its body.
Ghidorah stood up, its wings spread, and its three heads roared towards the sky.
A powerful hurricane instantly formed around Ghidorah, blowing away the surrounding ghouls, many of whom were swept high into the sky.
Thunderclouds also began to gather above Ghidorah's head. With Ghidorah's roar, a large number of lightning bolts struck down, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Ghidorah's anger and pain transformed into unparalleled power, which it unleashed upon its enemies.
Its roars, the sound of the hurricane, and the thunder intertwined, forming a breathtaking symphony.
However, Ghidorah's pain did not end.
Its wound was still bleeding, and its body was still trembling.
But it still persevered, using its strength to protect Aegon in the air.
Its courage and tenacity shook everyone.
At this moment, although the fire of Ghidorah's rage burned fiercely, it did not forget the task Rayder had assigned.
It suppressed its anger, striving to maintain a certain degree of restraint.
At the same time, the storm and thunder also seemed to sense Ghidorah's emotions; they carefully bypassed Aegon, avoiding any harm to it, and even its flight was not affected in the slightest.
However, surprisingly, the storm and thunder not only did not pose a threat to Aegon but instead seemed to be enveloping it in layer after layer of protective barriers.
These barriers intertwined tightly, forming an unbreakable defense that meticulously protected Aegon.
And in the distance, the Cold God, protected within the ghoul horde, witnessed this scene and was filled with intense shock.
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