"You! it's you! vile and shameless villain! I'm going to kill you!" Victalion kicked away his men who were trying to escape, and rushed forward with a great axe.

Unlike his crazy and cunning brother, he prefers to be straight, so he tends to express his anger and dissatisfaction with practical actions.

However, he had obviously forgotten one thing, that is, the young man in front of him did not belong to the category of ordinary people, and there was a terrifying dragon in the sky.

Before he could take a few steps, a huge shadow fell from the sky, thudging in his direction.

Kulocla raised his thick and powerful front paws and waved them slightly, and Victalion was like a poor rag doll, and the whole person soared into the air and slammed into the outer wall of the towering tower, opening his mouth and spewing out a scarlet blood arrow, followed by falling back to the ground.

Hit hard, the weapon in his hand has long been missing, and he tried to struggle to get up several times, but in the end he couldn't succeed.

The huge dented scratch in the armor is a testament to the insurmountable gap between mortals and dragons in terms of strength.

Seeing this, the iron breed and the pirates did not rush to the rescue, but accelerated their escape, and some of the ships in the harbor did not even have people, so they couldn't wait to lift their anchors and raise their sails, and slowly headed for the deep sea.

Looking at the faces full of fear and despair, Zhang Cheng stepped past the side of the dragon wing, bent down and whispered to Viktarion, who was constantly coughing up blood, "Relax, don't let anger dominate your reason and emotions. Believe me, that won't help you at all except to make you suffer more before you die. ”

"What the hell are you trying to do, use us to gain the friendship of the Hightowers?" asked Viktarion, staring at two blood-red eyes.

He knew that the fleet he led was finished, that all the ships would not be able to escape far, that they would be chased by the dragon and burned to ashes, and that the only thing he could do was to figure out why he was being used before he died.

"Friendship?hehe......" Zhang Cheng glanced at the towering tower, and curled the corners of his mouth to reveal a contemptuous smile. "No, on the contrary, I'm going to get rid of them. ”

"Get rid of the Hightowers?!!Are you crazy?" said Victorion's mouth in surprise.

You must know that in the continent of Westeros, killing an ancient nobleman with a long history often requires a great price.

Don't look at the Lannisters' almost uprooting the Stark and Riverside in the Battle of the Five Kings, and they are imposing, but in fact they have aroused the vigilance and hostility of many nobles.

That's why when the Tyrells moved into King's Landing, they were able to quickly gain political influence on a par with the Lannisters.

It wasn't so much the Tyrells' fame and wealth that played a role, but rather the other nobles wanting a leader to lead them against the Lannisters.

As a bystander, Zhang Cheng naturally understood the delicate political situation in King's Landing, and nodded with a disapproving smile: "Yes, because they are in my way, kicking away the stumbling blocks in their own way, isn't it a matter of course? What's more, I just need to regretfully declare to the outside world that it was you and your men who slaughtered the Hightower family, will the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms believe me, or will they believe you who sacked the old town?"

"Bastard, you've been using us from the beginning! I curse you, curse your family and descendants!" came to his senses, Victor Talion gritted his teeth and let out the most vicious curse.

"I'm sorry, but curses are a very complex form of magic, and you obviously don't have that power. By the way, do you know why I killed Euron and left you behind? Because Euron is too smart and crazy to be 100% off my plan, but unlike you, you are stupid and conceited, and you are an easy pawn to manipulate. Well, with all that said, it's time to send you on your way. Don't worry, after killing all the members of House Hightower, I will land on the Iron Islands to end House Greyjoy's rule in the name of avenging them, and you will not be alone on your way to the world of the dead. ”

As the last word fell, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Ordered to open his fanged mouth, Kurokrba erupted in a scorching flame that devoured Viktarion

When the flames cleared, only a black mass of unidentified material remained, and the armor, which was red all over and appeared to be made of Valyrian steel, remained in place......

The impactful images and the pungent smell of burnt paste stimulated everyone's nerves, causing them to hold their breath involuntarily, and the battlefield that had been filled with yelling and invective immediately became dead silent.

Dull!

Repression!

Fear!

Although Zhang Cheng has not yet shown his true strength so far, due to Kurocelba's outstanding performance, the newly converted nobles have no doubt that he will become the ruler of the Riverbend region, and it is only a matter of time before he replaces the Tyrells.

Just as the soldiers were staring at the dragon's massive body in awe, a sudden sound of footsteps came from the direction of the entrance to the tower, followed by more than two hundred heavily armed Hightower family soldiers.

They were followed by an old man with a gray beard and hair, and next to him was a pale-complexioned woman who could not tell her age.

You don't need to ask to know that these two people are Leighton Hightower and his daughter Moroya Hightower.

Finding that the enemy who killed her father was in front of her, Beth, who was hiding in the crowd, subconsciously held the hilt of her sword and wanted to rush out and cut off the opponent's head.

But before she could put it into action, Blanco, who was quick with her hands, stopped her and reminded her in a low voice: "My dear, if I were you, I wouldn't be in a hurry. Remember, don't mess with your plans, or I promise you'll die a terrible death. ”

"Damn! I hate waiting! especially now!" Beth cursed in a vicious whisper, voluntarily letting go of her right hand holding the sword.

She was not a fool, and she knew that when she rushed forward at this time, the most likely thing would not be to pierce Moroya's heart with a sword, but to be burned alive by the flames spewed out by the dragon.

As the executor of the plan to subvert the Hightower family, she knows better than outsiders how cold and ruthless the seemingly polite and friendly man on the surface is, and how the little tricks she used to get out of with her sex appeal and beauty are not effective in front of the other party at all.

Zhang Cheng undoubtedly noticed the small episode behind him, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, and shifted all his attention to Leighton Hightower.

Similarly, the "Old Man of the Old Town" looked him up and down, as well as Kuloclba, who was prostrate at his feet.

The two looked at each other like this for about a minute or two, and finally Leighton Hightower took the lead in squeezing out a smile, took the initiative to touch his chest with one hand and bowed: "It's a great pleasure to meet you, Count Mason, although I have heard a lot about you, but after meeting today, I realized that you yourself are more legendary than those news." Finally, thank you for reaching out at a critical time, and the Hightower family will remember it. ”

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