Watching the Titans get their heads cut off, all the Braavos who witnessed it all were dumbfounded.

The hope that had risen melted like ice, and the fear of the dragon that had been hidden deep within took hold again.

Countless people cried in despair, but others shouted hysterically.

The place where the Titans fell was the same fortress as Braavos, and at the tip of the lake protruded a huge fist-shaped reef densely packed with trebuchets and ballistas.

As descendants of slaves who fled the Valyrian Empire, the Braavos feared nothing more than that their former masters would come on dragons.

Therefore, these ballistas were designed to counter the threat of dragons.

So, after witnessing the fall of the Titans, the terrified Braavos soldiers finally adjusted the direction of their ballistas and launched an attack on the dragon under the orders of the Shangguan.

Whoosh –

Countless stout crossbow arrows shot towards the white dragon like a torrential rain.

Such an offensive is weak in front of the white dragon who is now more than 100 meters in size.

Even if they were directly hit by the crossbow arrows, they would not be able to break through the defenses of the scales, and even if a few crossbow arrows could pierce the gaps between the scales, the damage they could do was extremely limited, but it aroused the wrath of the white dragon.

After a rain of arrows, the white dragon let out a loud roar, and then spread its wings that covered the sky and the sun, and flew rapidly against the rough sea, swooping towards the Sharp Stone Fortress.

Before the ballistas in the fortress could be reloaded, raging flames erupted from the dragon's mouth, like a huge fire spear, sweeping through the ballista position.

Rumble!

Countless ballistas and trebuchets were reduced to flaming shards in the flames, and the Braavos soldiers, who could not dodge, were also enveloped in flames.

Terrible screams came and went.

Puff puff –

One by one, the soldiers jumped into the sea like dumplings, intending to escape the raging flames.

Many more soldiers took refuge in the rock fortresses.

But clearly, this is not a wise choice.

The temperature of the flames spewed out by the white dragon was so high that even the stones could not resist it.

At night, the square fortress on the reef island is like a candle, and the melted stone turns into a black liquid that flows down.

The soldiers in the fortress were surrounded by flames, scorched by the heat, screaming and twisting, melting, and turning into charred corpses.

The flames spread between the forts, and the light of the fire lit up the dark night sky, orange and charred flowing, creating an apocalyptic scene.

It was only then that Braavos truly understood the desperation of facing the dragon.

This is not a force that mortals can deal with at all, and this is simply a power that should not belong to the world.

More than 400 years ago, their ancestors had to endure great hardships to escape to the northernmost tip of the continent of Essos, in a mist-shrouded island, hiding from the enslavement of the dragon kings.

But today, the dragon king has come again.

Braavosians were desperate to discover how little they had done for centuries in the face of the flaming behemoths that soared through the sky.

The sailors on the docks, the technicians of the Silk Street, the priests of the Isle of the Gods, the faceless ones of the House of Black and White, the keykeepers of the Iron Vault...... At this moment, they were all so at a loss.

Naho Themethis stood in the attic of the Sea King's Palace, half of his face flushed with the light of the fire.

"What kind of fool would want to provoke such an existence!" He cursed through gritted teeth, and there was no longer the lightness of watching the show before.

For the dying counterattack of the Antarion family, in fact, the iron vault is a cold sidestander, and even happy to see it.

But now, Nahoe finally understands what Dragon's Fury is.

If we don't respond quickly, I'm afraid the whole of Braavos will fall into a hell of fire.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and walked outward, while at the same time commanding in a hurry:

"Quick! Inform all twenty-three Keywatcher families that we must change our strategy! ”

"Yes!"

The envoy of the Iron Vault, who hurriedly left the Sea King's Palace, did not see that behind him, His Majesty the Sea King, who had been seriously ill and dying, slowly got up from the bed.

"Quirro," he cried, "gather all the courtiers, I have something to announce." ”

Braavos' chief swordsman, Quiro Valentine, looked at Aquaman, who was standing firmly in front of the bed, his eyes as wide as brass bells.

"Didn't you understand me?" Aquaman spoke again, "Go! ”

Quiro woke up suddenly, there were too many things that he couldn't understand tonight, but under the power of the old Sea King, he still subconsciously responded:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Under the threat of the dragon, an unprecedented storm is brewing in Braavos' political arena.

But Samwell didn't pay any attention to this, and after destroying the Braavos army that dared to resist, he drove the white dragon into the air again, heading for the Isle of the Gods.

Located at the confluence of the Heroes' Canal and the Long Canal, this island is named after the many gods that are enshrined.

There's the Weeping Lady of Reese, the wooden hall of the god of harmony, the triangular tower with the three gods, and the stone statue of the god of silence and the labyrinth of weavers......

As the most prosperous trading city-state on the continent of Essos, Braavos is home to travelers from all over the world, and of course, faiths from all over the world.

Samwell's goal is clear, and that is the most conspicuous red-roofed square tower—

Red Temple.

Inside the temple, a group of red-robed priests looked at the dragon that was getting closer and closer, and all of them had desperate expressions on their faces.

The red-robed monk led by him had bloody eyes, as if he had just suffered a great blow.

He suddenly raised his hands and said loudly:

"We mortals, celibate and die alone!

At a loss, hesitant in the valley!

Fortunately, compatriots, gather together!

Fortunately, there is a true God, Jia Yi Yiwu! ”

When the last sentence was spoken, all the red-robed monks responded loudly.

Suddenly, the outer wall of the temple lit up with a dazzling red light, bright red as blood.

When the orange-red dragon flame fell from the sky, this layer of red light blocked the flames from the outside.

But in the next moment, an even more dazzling golden flame shot out from the dragon flame, instantly cutting a huge hole in the red light shield.

Rumble!

The square dome of the temple exploded, countless rubble splattered in all directions, and half of the beams and pillars of the entire hall collapsed.

The red-robed monks looked in disbelief at the golden-haired and golden-eyed King of the Seven Kingdoms, who was hovering above the main hall, looking at them with a cold and pitying gaze.

"Caesar!" The red-robed monk at the head stepped forward and said, "You are an apostle of the true God, why did you betray?" ”

Samwell smiled coldly:

"Betrayal? That's what I should ask Lahllo. ”

The red-robed monk said:

"The golden flame and the red flame have the same root and origin. Since you are the child of the Holy Flame, how can you ......?"

"I am the Lord of the Holy Flame!" Samwell interrupted.

The golden flames surrounded him, setting him off incomparably divine and tall.

It was as if the coercion of substance spread, overwhelming the red-robed monks in the main hall.

But they still won't give in.

"Arrogance!" The red-robed monk at the head shouted angrily, "How can mortals peep into the authority of the true God!" ”

"True God?" The sneer on Samwell's face grew stronger, "Crow's eye is right, the gods are lies. If your true God is of supreme power, let Him come and stop me. ”

After speaking, the giant sword in Samwell's hand burst out—

A golden light that was more dazzling than the sun suddenly exploded, instantly filling the entire Red Temple Hall.

The red-robed monks in the hall did not put up any resistance at all, and before they even had time to pray to the Lord of Light to save themselves, they turned into piles of ashes.

Rumble!

Cleopatra landed suddenly, her massive body crushing most of the Red Temple.

"Roar—"

It let out an angry and excited roar, flicking its thick tail and sweeping away the remaining buildings of the Red Temple.

Samwell looked up at somewhere in the sky, where he felt a faint peeping gaze.

There was anger in that gaze—

Angry but powerless.

"Are you really a bunch of poor prisoners?" Samwell asked, looking at the sky.

The look of provocation on his face became more and more undisguised.

Cleopatra was still spitting flames with impunity, turning the ruins of the Red Temple into a sea of fire.

Countless Red God believers in Braavos watched all this, and something in their hearts was crumbling.

"Nope! That's impossible! How could the true God allow this demon to run rampant! ”

"Could it be that Rahlo is a fake?"

"The end is coming! This is the test of the true God! We have to be strong...... Not good! The devil has seen it! Run! ”

……

The believers scattered, weeping and fleeing.

The island of the gods, once sacred and majestic, is now full of betrayal, doubt, and fear.

For the people of Braavos, tonight is destined to be a night that will never be forgotten.

And the night is far from over.

In the midst of the panicked crowd, a man with his hood covering his whole body was running briskly towards the small hill at the southern end of the Isle of the Gods.

At the top of the hill sits a temple with a black spire—

The House of Black and White.

Temple of the Faceless.

The temple gate is a pair of tall double-open carved wooden doors, the left one is made of fishbeam wood, white as bones, and the right one is slightly shiny ebony.

The hooded man walked briskly to the door and knocked on the wooden door in a hurry.

A moment later, the wooden door opened, and a faceless man dressed in black and white robes stepped out.

"Why did the man come?"

"I am the son of Aquaman, Bruce Antarion." The hooded man said in a hurried tone, "Now that the dragon is coming, this is an extremely terrible disaster for Braavos!" On my father's orders, I ask you to strike at once and kill the invaders! ”

The Faceless Man shook his head slowly:

"The Faceless One is a servant of the God of a Thousand Faces, and obeys only the revelations of the gods, and your father has no right to command us."

Bruce said angrily:

"You are also a member of Braavos! The original Faceless Ones were also enslaved! We have worked hard to escape from Valyria and build a new city here, a free city-state without slaves! Are you going to watch it be destroyed? Do you want to be slaves to the dragon again? ”

The Faceless One shook his head calmly:

"The dragon king this time is different from the dragon king of Valyria back then. You've been to Westeros too, so you know there are no slaves there. ”

"But are you willing to bow your knees to Caesar?"

"We will not bow our knees to any mortal."

"Then kill Caesar!"

"Death is an expensive gift." The Faceless One still spoke in a slow tone, "You can't give it at will. ”

Bruce was about to be blown up, but when he looked back and saw the Red Temple, which had turned into a sea of fire, a flash of determination and determination flashed across his face, and finally he gritted his teeth and escaped from his wide robes.

"This is the dragon egg I stole from King's Landing!" He said in a tone of great reluctance, "Is it enough to exchange it for Caesar's life?" ”

The Faceless One suddenly reached out and pressed it on the dragon egg:

"It's alive."

"Of course it's alive!" Bruce said, "Unlike the three dead eggs that have been turned to stone bought by the waste of the Iron Vault, this is a freshly born dragon egg, and it will definitely hatch!" As long as you can find the dragon seed, you can subdue this dragon! ”

The so-called dragon species are the descendants of the dragon king family.

This kind of person is actually not uncommon.

At that time, the power of the Valyrian Empire was monstrous, and the entire continent of Essos trembled under the obscenity of the forty dragon king families.

But in the same way, there are countless people who are eager to get the blood of the dragon king family, so the nobles around the world are vying to send their daughters to the bed of the dragon king family members.

Even if you don't want a name.

As a result, countless illegitimate children of the Dragon King family were born, and these people were called "dragon species".

During the Dance of the Blood Dragons, the Targaryens suffered so many casualties that they couldn't even find enough dragon riders to harness the dragons.

So they found dragon seeds, and let these lowly bastard bloodlines harness the dragons and participate in the battle.

Bruce knew that the House of Black and White also longed for dragons.

Who wouldn't want to have such a terrifying creature?

If he hadn't been cornered, how could Bruce be willing to give such a precious dragon egg to the Faceless One.

"Hurry!" He saw that the white dragon had already risen into the air again and was coming in the direction of the Black and White Courtyard, and suddenly urged even more anxiously, "Make a decision quickly!" Do you want this dragon egg? ”

The Faceless One opened the wooden door, gave way to his figure, and said:

"Men come in first."

Bruston breathed a sigh of relief and immediately strode into the Black and White Courtyard.

He entered the door with his front foot, and the white dragon landed on the hill with his back foot.

Samwell jumped off the dragon's back and slowly walked to the black and white wooden door.

"Why did the man come?" The Faceless asked again.

Samwell's golden pupils surveyed the faceless man from top to bottom, as if he had seen something interesting, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face:

"I'm here for my dragon eggs."

The Faceless One nodded, moved out of the way again, and said:

"Please come in."

Samwell looked at the dark space behind the wooden door and pulled out a smile again:

"Okay."

After saying that, he strode forward and entered the courtyard of black and white.

The pair of black and white wooden doors slowly closed behind him, as if separating the two worlds.

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