Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 281: Warriors Alive
The city of King's Landing was in chaos at the moment. The fire and the White Walkers had brought great panic to every block, and civilians in many blocks were running around with their families like headless flies.

A large number of people in the North and West Districts were desperately fleeing to Visenya Hill, hoping to be protected by the Grand Sept of Baelor and the Church, or at least escape the burning flames.

People who fled from the East City District to the South City District in groups, and the affected and panicked residents of the South City District rushed to the River Gate and the riverside road on the king's side. In order to survive, these people began to attack the South City Gate. After shooting and killing several people, the golden robe aroused public anger, and the surging crowd rushed directly to the gate. Even the most cruel commander did not dare to stop them and chose to escape directly.

In order to survive, the angry citizens who had lost their minds seized the city gates, opened them, and began to rush out of the city frantically, quickly filling the fish market outside the Blackwater River and the riverside flatland where King Robert liked to hold tournaments.

But outside King's Landing is the Blackwater River, and the only way to cross the river is with a bridge and ferry on the King's Road. As a result, the crowds crowded in disorder at the bridgehead and on the bridge deck from both the Riverside Gate and the King's Gate.

This was an unprecedented chaotic scene in King's Landing in hundreds of years. Even during the Dance of the Dragons, the citizens of King's Landing had never seen such a scene.

Chaos comes with death, with crying, with screaming, with crime.

The citizens, who had lost their minds, were only concerned with escaping and had no idea what opening the city gates meant.

Even though the White Walker army had already captured the Old City Gate, they gave up the plan to gather and open the city gate from the Old City Gate and climb the wall to enter the city. Instead, they directly gathered the troops that had not yet been sent out and attacked the civilians who were blocked on the north side of the Blackwater River in the south of the city from the west side of King's Landing, the Iron Gate and the Westerly Road.

As the White Walker army split up and attacked the north bank of the Blackwater River, the surging crowd at the King's Gate was cut in two by the tide of zombies in less than a moment, with one half still blocking the city gate, and the other half being squeezed in the Blackwater River outside the city.

In the city, the screams, cries and blood at the city gate did not disperse the crowd. The people in the city had no idea what was happening and just kept pushing forward. The people facing the tide of corpses were squeezed by the crowd and could not move at all. They could only watch helplessly and scream heartbreakingly as they died.

Outside the city, the crowd on the north bank of the Blackwater River, which was hit by the tide of corpses, became even more chaotic, and the crowds of people caused the most terrifying phenomenon. The people on the river bank didn't know what was happening, and they were squeezed into the icy Blackwater River by the crowded crowd.

Isn't this a classic re-enactment of the fish feeding battle by the citizens of King's Landing?
Gate of the Gods.

The High Sparrow looked at the flames from the Old City Gate and the black shadows pouring into the city from the city walls, the chaos and fire in King's Landing, the wildfires at the Red Keep on Aegon's High Hill, and the black smoke that was gradually rising to the sky in the south of King's Landing.
Seeing this, even the High Sparrow felt a sense of despair spreading.

"Captain!" The commander on the city wall had a face as black as gray from the flames. He found the High Sparrow and said, "The rest of the city wall has been lost. The Old City Gate and the South City cannot be taken back. The Gods Gate and the Iron Gate are no longer useful. Please take the remaining warriors to the Great Sept of Baelor. There are a large number of civilians on the Visenya Hills. We can still make a final stand at the church. At least... at least we can maintain the glory of the Seven Gods at the last moment!"

"You're not right."

The High Sparrow had a dull expression, with a few burn marks on his face. His brows showed compassion, and his tone was serious, as if he was preaching.

"What?" The commander didn't understand.

The High Sparrow spoke calmly and devoutly, as if he was preaching a sermon: "The glory of the Seven Gods is spread on every piece of land beneath our feet. To the gods, there is no difference between the Great Cathedral and this place. The Warrior's Son is the sword of the gods in the world. We should all know that wherever we raise the seven-pointed star of the Seven Gods, the glory of the gods will be spread there, inspiring the world and believers."

After hearing this, the commander was silent for a moment. He changed his words: "Captain, before the road from the Gate of the Gods to the Visenya Hills is cut off by the zombies, I request the Warrior's Sons to move to the Great Sept of Baelor. The longer we defend the Sept of Baelor, the later the servants of the alien gods will be able to lay hands on the holy land of the Seven Gods. The warriors have given us courage, and we will fight there until the last moment!"

"Yes," the High Sparrow agreed without arguing with him any further. "Notify everyone to retreat to Visenya Hill. The warriors are with us!"

"Yes."

The High Sparrow watched the commander leave, then sat down silently and prayed devoutly to the seven-pointed star flag he was carrying: "May the gods cleanse all our sins."

The so-called "evil" is that the High Sparrow saw the body of the Warrior Son transformed into a wight after his death, so in order to maintain his final dignity, the Warrior Son secretly prepared a lot of incendiaries in the Great Sept of Baelor. When he judged that everything was irreversible, the High Sparrow and the most loyal people would set everything on fire. To maintain the dignity of the believers of the entire cathedral, no bishop, monk, or nun would be allowed to wear the clothes of the Church of the Seven and become a servant of the White Walkers.

The Warrior Son will leave the last fire for the temple and the believers within it.

The road from the Gate of the Gods to the Great Sept of Baelor was not peaceful. In addition to the occasional zombie harassment, there were also criminals who took advantage of the chaos to commit crimes, such as robbery and harming women. In addition to killing and burning the zombies that harassed them, the Warrior Sons also had to save civilians who were robbed, kill the criminals who took the opportunity to cause chaos, and take these civilians with them to escape to Visenya Hills.

This is the most harmonious scene in King's Landing now. The armed guards of the Warrior Sons are escorting civilians to the Sept of Baelor, and the further they go into the city, the more people there are in the team.

However, when they reached the Cathedral Square, this team that retreated from the Gate of the Gods, carrying nearly a thousand civilians with them, was like a river flowing into the sea.

The square of the cathedral seemed to be holding a grand ceremony, with the streets empty and crowded with people.

Even the armed group of the Warrior's Sons took several hundred heartbeats to squeeze from the square to the seven hundred grand steps of the hill.

This situation made the High Sparrow worried: he had not considered this situation when he prepared the last-minute grease and wildfire.
The crisis in King's Landing was much more serious than imagined. When defending the city, no one expected that the White Walker army would appear in the city and cause such violent turmoil in the city.

Even the Red Keep could be seen from the Great Sept looking towards Aegon's Hill. The emerald green wildfires were rising high like a huge beacon, casting half of King's Landing in a hellish green.

No one can tell the situation of the Baratheon royal family. All we know is that under such a fire, the royal city that has taken decades to build since the founding of the Targaryen Kingdom will undoubtedly become a ruin soaked by flames like Harrenhal.

The High Sparrow climbed the stairs under the protection of the warriors and arrived at the cathedral. The interior of the cathedral was already densely packed with civilians. The Archbishop and several cardinals gave meaningless sermons on the pulpit and took turns reading chapters from the Seven Star Bible.

At this time, the bishop in charge of order saw the High Sparrow and quickly found him, asking, "What about the civilian believers in the square? They will rush up the mountain sooner or later."

"Then let them go up the hill," the High Sparrow replied. "I will not have my warrior sons intercept civilians for you."

"They will bring instability to the temple."

"Then arrange for someone to preach," said the High Sparrow. "Aren't the Archbishop and the bishops in the cathedral doing a good job? Are you afraid, monk? Bathed in the glory of the Seven Gods, is your heart still wrapped in darkness and cold?"

"How dare you talk to me like that?"

The High Sparrow began to chant: "'The Father reached up to heaven and plucked seven holy stars. He placed them one by one in the sky for the world to bathe in his brilliant light. That light cleanses the evil in people's hearts and reveals the holy soul. No demon, ghost or spirit can harm those who believe in the Seven Gods.'"

"What do you mean?"

"'.The life of a mortal is like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished by a gentle breeze. In this world, death is not far away. The seven levels of hell await those sinners who fail to repent. All sins will be forgiven, but first they must be punished.'" The High Sparrow finished chanting and said calmly, "From this moment on, the internal and external defenses of the Cathedral will be fully controlled by the Warrior Son. Go to the Cathedral and join the chanting, Bishop."

"What? What are you going to do?"

The High Sparrow waved his hand: "Send him away."

The situation became urgent, and in just a few moments, the High Sparrow took over control of the Great Sept of Baelor, inside and outside. From this moment on, the High Septon had no say over him.

"Go, take the civilians up the mountain and arrange them in the courtyard and outside the sanctuary."

Someone immediately reported, "It's too late, Captain. The zombies are following us. There is chaos outside the square. If we let the crowd go, the zombies will surge up the hill."

Not long after, warning shouts and screams were heard from outside the temple.

"Ah, has it come to this?" The High Sparrow sighed. "It seems the gods have other plans for them. Don't panic. The Stranger will treat each of us equally."

After saying this, the High Sparrow left a group of people behind to control the situation, while he took a few trusted men with him and went to the basement of the cathedral.

The sewers under the Great Sept. were filled with a large number of wildfire canisters and fuel, most of which they had collected from the points where Cersei had buried them and secretly preserved.

"I will go to the Seven Hells," the High Sparrow knew clearly, "but for the honor and glory of the Seven, I believe I will receive a fair trial from the Stranger."

After he apologized for his crime in his heart, he let out a long breath and solemnly took the torch from the soldier beside him.

However, at this moment.

A gust of wind arose from nowhere in the underground passage, and from the physical sensation, the source of the wind actually came from the High Sparrow and the devout warriors beside him.

This unusual wind suddenly blew up at a certain moment, and in an instant, it extinguished all the torches in the hands of the High Sparrow and several devout warriors behind him.

The underground suddenly fell into darkness.

However, no one shouted or cried out.

Only shock.

These devout believers, including the High Sparrow, were surprised to find that tiny streams of golden light were pouring out from their bodies and converging into a thin stream.

The thin stream of light passed through the underground ceiling and rushed to the high ground where no one's vision could penetrate.

"This is--"

"The glory of 'Warrior'!"

The Big Sparrow was extremely excited. He turned around and found that in the pitch-black underground, there was a faint flash of strange amber light in the eyes of the devout believers around him.

However, when the High Sparrow tried to look carefully with his eyes, the light could no longer be seen.

Is it the feeling of the heart?

This devout believer, who was well-versed in faith, quickly found an explanation: those flowing lights and colors were not visible to the naked eye, but existed in their hearts.

Someone murmured, "Is it the warrior appearing in the world?"

When something like this happened, even those believers who were close to despair and had seen through life and death through admonitions and asceticism could no longer maintain their calm and profoundness at this moment: "Quick, follow the direction of this stream of light and see where it converges!"

These people then left the wildfire cans and oil drums underground behind and excitedly climbed up from deep underground in the dark.

Every time they turned a corner, they would stop for a moment, calm themselves, hold their breath, and concentrate to confirm where the light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye went after it flowed out of their bodies.

Soon, the High Sparrow and its entourage returned to the ground and came from the cellar of the cathedral to the courtyard outside the cathedral.

Here, they finally saw where the golden light flowing out of their bodies flowed to.

"That's it!"

Above the Great Cathedral of Baelor, hundreds of feet in the sky, from here and from other directions, hundreds and thousands of streams of light like golden threads and streams were silently converging above the sky above the cathedral.

There, the flowing light gathers into dreamy golden clouds.

Finally, the strange behavior of the Warrior Sons caused concern among the monks and bishops in the temple.

A fat-headed bishop chased a few warrior sons who were like possessed people into the courtyard. He saw them staring at the dark night sky above the church with a look of piety and uneasiness that made the cardinal scream out: "What are you doing? Why are you running outside? Are you abandoning your duties?"

No one cares about him.

This strange silence and piety made the bishop even more uneasy.

He directly grabbed a warrior who seemed to be of relatively noble origin and asked with an uneasy look: "You, what are you looking at?"

"Can't you see it, Bishop?" The warrior looked at the bishop. "Can't you see the glory of the 'warrior'?"

The bishop followed their previous gaze and looked up into the sky, but he could only see dark clouds and flying snowflakes. He thought these people were crazy: "What warrior's glory? What are you talking about?"

The warrior sons standing in the courtyard all looked at the bishop who asked such an outrageous question.

The looks from these people made the bishop feel horrified and he swallowed madly.

He could feel that it was the look of a heretic.

"You guys." The bishop trembled, but he couldn't say the two behind him were "crazy" and fled from the courtyard in a panic.

Not only the bishop, but many monks and nuns also noticed the abnormal behavior of the warrior sons and followed them out the door.

The news that the Warrior Sons had seen the Warrior's Glory soon reached the ears of the Archbishop and several archbishops. Upon hearing this, some monks quietly came to the Warrior Sons. An old ascetic monk asked one of the warriors who looked extremely fanatical, "What did you see?"

"The glory of a warrior! My courage! The courage of a warrior!" He regarded the flowing light as courage.

The ascetic monk could not see anything, but he soon discovered that the warrior's hair was abnormally flourishing. As an old monk, he guessed that these people were collectively suffering from some kind of disease.

The old ascetic then placed his palm on the fanatical warrior's forehead, trying to confirm his body temperature.

Then, a current that made the monk's palms slightly numb rushed into his body.

In a trance, the old monk vaguely felt that the sky seemed to become bright in the blink of an eye.

So he looked up: "That's--" The old monk's gaze lasted only a moment, and like these fanatical warrior sons, he fell into great shock and excitement.

He also saw that in the shadow of the dark sky, a faint golden light was radiating, outlining a thin layer of colorful outlines at the edges.

I don’t know which warrior son discovered it first, but when they held hands, the golden light gathered together faster and more.

Soon, in the chaos of King's Landing, the Warrior Sons of the Great Sept of Baelor joined hands and began to recite chapters from the Warrior's Book.

The warrior stands before the enemy.

Defend us from north to south, from east to west,

Holding bows and swords,

Guarding the little boy Zuoyou.

And from somewhere, the monks of the temple joined the army of handshakes.

As they joined the Warrior Sons in their chanting and prayers, they gradually saw the golden light in the sky.

The feeling about “warrior” started to spread like a memetic virus.

Even the archbishop, who was reading and listening to sermons in the church, could not help but come out to confirm.

More and more monks joined in, and the civilians who took refuge in the church soon joined the crowd praying to the warriors.

"I saw!"

"Gods above!"

Some people exclaimed in amazement, while others were simply infected by this "miracle" and burst into tears.

Of course, among so many refugees, there are always some who are too weak to see the "meme" virus planted by Viserys in the Warrior's Son, and who are infected but cannot see the "miracles" created by Viserys. But they will not think that others have problems, after all, at such a time, the problem must be themselves.

And who doesn’t have some dark things in their heart?
But it doesn't matter. The more power of faith he collects, the more obvious miracles Viserys can perform.

When King's Landing was in disaster, an unprecedented grand prayer was being held for the warriors in the Great Sept of Baelor.

When the power of faith grows.

At the top of the Baelor Cathedral, the magical illusions gathered were so dense that anyone with a certain level of mental strength could vaguely see them.

Under the church, some people who were just pretending not to know the truth and dared not admit that they couldn’t see excitedly shouted, “I saw it!!!”

However, this will attract countless scrutiny.

Because in the eyes of some "devout people", the golden light has gathered into a radiant golden cloud.

Not to mention the cathedral, you should be able to see it even outside King's Landing.

In the square under the cathedral, a tide of zombies had already poured in from one end, causing great panic. Many people desperately tried to run to the church on the hill, but suddenly, they felt a strange ball of light above the church: "What is that?"

Even in the southern part of the city, which had been torn apart by the zombie tide and had caused countless casualties along the Blackwater River and in the congested urban area, people accidentally discovered a strange color in the sky: "Gods, what is that?"

In the residential areas surrounded by flames and corpses, some desperate civilians who were waiting for death on the rooftops and in the streets also saw the strange situation above Visenya Hill: "Illusion, am I going to die?"

Yes, the light above the sky does not seem real, it seems like a dream.

The so-called "seeing" is actually an illusion that is difficult to explain, because when people really concentrate and look, there is clearly nothing there except the pitch-black sky.

But at this moment, all the living people in Junlin seemed to have entered a strange dream.

a moment.

The cloud that shone brightly in the eyes of the "devout believers" but seemed like a dream bubble in the eyes of some people disappeared.

Instead, there was a rumbling thunder and rolling lightning in the higher sky.

Some people were uneasy: "No, the soldiers abandoned us?"

The answer to this question was a loud thunder that pierced the eardrums.

Golden lightning pillars fell from the sky and landed on the area near the Cathedral Square and Visenya Hills in the city that was besieged by the tide of zombies.

The next moment, the sky was bright.

A huge fireball broke through the clouds from the sky and flew towards the army of zombies waiting outside the city wall to enter the city.

"That's a dragon?"

Finally, under the flickering light of the clouds, people saw the silhouette of a majestic and huge three-headed dragon behind the rolling clouds of thunder and lightning in the sky.

The believers who were holding hands and praying in the church were still confused: "What?"

At the foot of the Temple Mount, the refugees who had no idea about "Warrior's Glory" burst into cheers that resounded through the sky: "It's King Targaryen! He's here to save us!"

But the cheers were soon drowned out by the roar of violent thunder and lightning.

Terrifying golden lightning burst out from the sky, drowning out the cheers and screams of all living creatures.

Dozens of golden lightning bolts hung down from the sky, and the thunder made people's eardrums buzz and almost make them deaf. Following the lightning bolts was a huge fireball that looked like the scorching sun hanging in the sky.

Viserys fired with all his might, holding nothing back.

When lightning strikes like a punishment from heaven, and when fireballs fall like meteorites, no one will doubt their power.

Several fire tornadoes blew up all over King's Landing, tearing apart the burning houses. While creating a buffer zone, they also rolled up flames to attack the tide of zombies pouring into the city.

For dozens of heartbeats, the only sound in the entire King's Landing was the roar of Viserys exerting his power. Apart from that, no other noise could be heard.

Just like the time at White Harbor, after Viserys appeared, King's Landing seemed to have gone from night to day.

The lightning and fireballs in the sky made King's Landing as bright as a summer noon. The scorching air made it difficult to tell whether it came from the fire in King's Landing or the dragon's fireballs.

At first, the zombies wanted to rush into the crowd, causing more serious chaos in order to save their lives.

However, Viserys's falling lightning seemed to have eyes, and it quickly drew a cordon in the melee area, and then poured fire on one side of the zombie tide.

But it must be said that the shock and fear brought to mortals at the first moment when Viserys' power descended was even more terrifying than the tide of zombies.

Many people were able to pick up weapons and fight against the zombies, but when Viserys's power fell in front of them, many of them were frightened to the point of peeing their pants, dropping their weapons, and running away.
It was not until Viserys had almost cleansed out all the wights in King's Landing that the frightened warriors finally reacted and went to pick up their weapons and look for their teammates with trepidation.

After dealing with the most difficult task of dividing the battlefield and killing the zombie troops that have penetrated deep into the battlefield.

Seeing that the White Walkers began to retreat as expected, Viserys did not rush to chase them, but instead leaned down from the clouds.

As the clouds created by Viserys's magic gradually dispersed, as expected, the sky became brighter, revealing a brilliant galaxy and stars, like a girl's veil being lifted.

The crescent moon is like a hook, hanging high in the sky.

If there were a normal sunrise and sunset, it would be shortly after nightfall.

Against the backdrop of the starry sky, Viserys slowly descended like a star-covered moon, and when he landed in front of the frightened mortals in the Great Sept of Baelor, in the eyes of many mortals, the crescent moon was just like a crown, "worn" on his head.

His entrance and appearance were full of style, but the first thing Viserys said was a mockery: "What are you doing out there? Waiting to die in despair?" After saying this, he added, "I think the Red Keep is gone. Is the commander of the Warrior's Sons still here? Arrange personnel to maintain law and order in the city as soon as possible."

After saying this, he flew straight towards the Red Fort without caring what the people below thought.

There, the wildfires changed the color of the entire Aegon Hill.

Viserys breathed frost, creating a path through the fire, and announced: "Listen up, men of the Red Keep. Find your way out of the Maiden's Hold if you are still alive. I have made a way for you."

After doing all this, Viserys flew high into the sky again.

Chase after the scattered retreating army of the White Walkers.

In a short moment, there was a strong wind, thunder and lightning outside the city, and fireballs like meteor showers exploded.

The mighty power that is unimaginable to mortals is displayed wantonly.

In the Great Sept of Baelor, the High Sparrow, who had finally recovered from the buzzing in his ears and the panic, looked blankly at the core members of the Warrior Sons who were equally bewildered around him, and then looked at the Archbishop and several pale-faced Bishops who had fainted on the ground and were unknown whether they were alive or dead.

"Captain, what does this mean?"

"Could it be," the High Sparrow's eyelids trembled slightly, "that the gods are telling us that the Targaryen king is a warrior in the world?"

The High Sparrow spoke, but no one responded.

The courtyard was silent for a moment.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "Oh no, the archbishop has passed away."

When he looked up, he found that it was the High Septon chosen by Tyrion when he took over King's Landing, who was always considered to be weak-willed but kind and easy to control by Cersei. He was so frightened by the commotion Viserys had just caused - first he saw the "miracle", and then he saw the thunder, fireballs, tornadoes and other horrifying powers that were simply unimaginable before seeing them - that his heart could not bear it and he died instantly.

The High Sparrow's diehard followers soon realized something and turned their gazes from the deceased High Bishop to the High Sparrow.

The Seven Gods Sect, from today on, will enter a new era with the power of the true God.

(End of this chapter)