When the terrible sound of the horn finally died down, Daenerys Targary rose from the ground with peace of mind.

Her clothes were in tatters, and there was a scrape on her leg, from which dark red blood was oozing.

Daenerys didn't care about this little injury, but went to the Black Dragon Zhuo Geng as soon as possible.

Rummaging through the ruins, she soon found her dragon.

"Drogon!" She ran briskly.

Cleopatra let go of Drogon at this time, but the black dragon was very dissatisfied with the guy who stepped on his neck, and was looking at the white dragon with angry eyes, his snort was heavy, and the flames were faintly visible in his mouth.

"Drogon! No! Daenerys reprimanded.

The black dragon roared into a cloud of smoke, but still bowed his head obediently.

It seems that the connection between it and Daenerys has not been interrupted by the horn.

Samwell was riding on the back of the white dragon and could only see it out of the corner of his eye, and his attention was more focused on the harpy not far ahead.

However, he did not rush into the attack.

Although the Harpy Banshee was the defeated of him and the White Dragon, this time, the other party was not alone.

Behind her, there are two "alive" Harpy statues.

However, these two statues were obviously dull-looking, and they did not have the electric eyes of the Harpy of Astapon, but more like defective products.

I don't know how to fight it.

Samwell waited for Daenerys to ride back on Drogon before he said:

"The shortest Harpy will be handed over to you, and the other two will be given to me."

Daenerys also sensed the harpy's hostility, and nodded resolutely:

"Okay."

After getting a response, Samwell patted the white dragon on the neck and said:

"Up! Cleopatra! ”

"Roar—"

The white dragon let out a sulfur-smelling roar, flapped its wings, and rushed towards the harpy in front of it.

The black dragon also rushed forward almost at the same time.

The three harpies let out a shrill whistling in unison, almost piercing their eardrums, and then rushed over as well.

Boom!

The white dragon collided with a harpy and let out a loud roar.

The wind was blowing, the rubble was flying, the smoke was everywhere, and the buildings next to it were crumbling and could fall apart at any moment.

Cleopatra roared again, and hot flames erupted from her mouth, enveloping the harpy in an instant.

Samwell pulled out the greatsword behind his back, but suddenly stared.

Because he found that the other two harpies actually rushed towards the black dragon Zhuogen.

He immediately realized that Daenerys's hatred value was even higher than his.

Before he could think about why, Samwell let the white dragon deal with the harpy, jumped off the dragon's back and rushed in Daenerys' direction.

At this time, the black dragon was in a very bad situation, and a thick chain wrapped around its body like a python, making it unable to move.

A harpy stretched out its claws and cut three bloody streaks on the black dragon's foreabdomen.

Hot dragon's blood dripped to the ground with smoke and made a clattering sound.

Drogen's roar of pain and black flames erupted from his mouth towards the Harpy's face.

By this time, Samwell had arrived.

Ignoring the raging fire, he leaped onto the knee of a harpy with a definite movement, his greatsword stabbing down.

Phew!

About a third of the greatsword was submerged.

The harpy let out a scream of pain and slammed its claws at the man in her lap.

Samwell held his sword in both hands and slammed it down, going all the way up the banshee's thighs.

The greatsword tore through the hideous cracks all the way, but instead of blood flowing, it sparked, as if it were cutting bronze.

However, Samwell is sure that he has done harm to the Harpy.

The claws followed, chains churning like vipers, chasing Samwell's figure.

He deftly leaped and swam over the Harpy's body, dodging enemy attacks.

But soon, he couldn't hide any longer, because the harpy saw that she couldn't attack him, so she took aim at Daenerys.

"Jump!" Samwell shouted at the sight of another harpy pounced on Drogon's back.

Daenerys did not hesitate at all when she heard this, and decisively jumped off the dragon's back.

Below was a mess of rubble, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

The expected fall and pain did not come, but crashed into the warm embrace.

"Sam!" Daenerys opened her eyes and smiled and put her arms around the man's neck.

Samwell didn't have the heart to make out with her right now, and as soon as he stood firm, he hugged her and rolled over.

Rumble!

The place where he was standing was struck by chains, and a large crater was smashed.

Samwell hugged Daenerys back to his feet, a hot cloud of blood dripping from front of his eyes.

"Drogen's injured!" Daenerys exclaimed.

Samwell also saw a harpy thrust its claws into the black dragon's back, pulling out a large mass of flesh from it.

Drogen let out a roar of pain, spewing flames, and his body writhed violently, but he couldn't break free from his chains.

Samwell put Daenerys down and rushed forward.

A chain chased after him like a tarsal bone.

Boom Boom!

Samwell deftly dodged, and the chains could only hit him in the back, leaving large craters in his wake.

The fire was bright ahead, Samwell suddenly bent his knees, and the world came to a standstill at this moment.

Spiritual attributes are all transformed into power.

The ground beneath Samwell's feet suddenly caved, and the force of the shock sent him soaring into the sky like a cannonball.

"Cleopatra!"

The white dragon dropped his opponent and lunged over, knocking the harpy on Drogon's back to the ground.

Samwell swung his sword in the air, and the milky white greatsword stabbed into the eye of a harpy.

There is nothing peculiar about the eyes.

She let out a scream of pain.

Samwell gripped the greatsword and jerked it down.

Sparks flew in all directions, and the harpy's head was cut in the direction of the eyes.

However, instead of dying, she continued to scream.

The other harpy also began to scream, and the third one did the same.

"Ahhh

The screams of terror pierced the sky and reverberated between heaven and earth.

The sky darkened and the sun vanished.

In its place, a blood-red eye appeared in the West, staring at everything in the world with an extremely cold gaze.

"Ahhh

Screams rang out from all directions, and terrifying energy fluctuations brewed around, enveloping everything and destroying everything.

The waters of Slaver Bay evaporated in an instant, the mountains blew down like dead leaves, and the buildings of the city crumbled like gravel.

It's like the end of the world.

Samwell froze in place, an irrepressible fear rising in his heart.

This terrible scene can make all mortals frightened, because this is no longer a worldly power.

This is the power of the gods!

"No, it can't be!" Samwell immediately came to his senses, "If you have such terrible powers, what kind of guessing game are you going to play with me?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored it, held the giant sword, and rushed towards the harpy at the core.

The harpy with only half a head and one eye.

Blood-red eyes.

Onyx-like eyes.

Eyes that are able to increase attributes.

The wind suddenly raged, and a thick glow shot out from the blood-red eyes in the sky, blasting at Samwell.

Countless tentacles of fangs and claws rolled in the air, all of them grabbing at Samwell.

The screams continued, worms surging like worms, trying to burrow into Samwell's ears.

But Samwell was unmoved, letting the blood envelop him, letting the tentacles wrap around him, letting countless murmurs, countless shouts, and countless pains echo in his ears.

He only went for the eye.

He firmly believes that all this is an illusion.

Only that eye is real, the source of everything.

The so-called Giscali gods are nothing more than illusions that can be broken at the first poke!

Just as he experienced in the ruins of Guggis when he first touched the green water, it was all illusory and all lies!

Bite!

The greatsword touched the eye, and a cobweb-like crack quickly crept across the surface.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed dramatically, and the wind surged.

The blood-red eyes in the sky that replaced the sun fell from the east with unwilling anger, the surrounding tentacles dissipated like smoke, and the three harpies also turned back into statues, but the broken parts still did not recover.

Samwell picked up the eyeballs on the ground and turned around to see Daenerys running towards him.

"You're hurt?" He saw blood running down her legs.

"Sam!" Daenerys was so emotional that she threw herself into Samwell's arms and hugged him tightly.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to give you a baby!" Daenerys looked up and shouted with tears in her eyes.

You'll never have a baby again, Daenerys Targaryen. Unless the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. Unless the sea dries up and the mountains blow down like dead leaves. Your uterus will move again.

This is the witch's curse on her.

But just now, she witnessed a miracle with her own eyes.

Witness the blood-red sun rise in the west and set in the east, witness the sea dry up, and the mountains blow down like dead leaves.

She also felt a part of her body come to life!

Her womb is resuscitating!

"I'm going to give you a baby!" Daenerys gasped and kissed the man, "Give birth to a child with silver hair and purple eyes!" Give birth to pure true dragon blood! ”

(End of chapter)