Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 14 Landing in the Ruins
"The Unsullied will send five of their most elite warriors, my lord." The leader of the Unsullied, Silver Scorpion, recommended himself before anyone else could speak.

"Silver Scorpion, the Silver Blood Army hasn't spoken yet, what do you want to do?" Aslan Longdel immediately responded with dissatisfaction.

"The Unsullied are more suitable than the Silver Blood Army." Silver Scorpion did not give in. "Although the Silver Blood Army has been trained by the old master, the Unsullied are stronger than the Silver Blood Army in terms of training intensity and adaptability to magic."

"evidence?"

"Silver Scorpion is right." Longzel agreed with the eunuch warrior. "When Astapor trained the Unsullied, they gave the trainees a drink called Courage Wine. This medicine, which is called wine but is actually a mixture of poison, does increase the Unsullied's tolerance to magic."

"Belladonna, bloodfly larvae, and black lotus roots from Slaver's Bay. There is also a secret recipe from the poison master of Asshai." Zhesar Shadowweaver, who is familiar with poisons, knows the toxicity of these ingredients. "The slave masters of Astapor use them to paralyze the bodies of the Unsullied, so I agree with the suggestion of the Silver Scorpion Commander."

The poison apprentice Tigaro took out a small notebook and wrote down the formula that Zesar had just introduced.

"The Silver Bloods are the soul of Vareses." Aslan Longdel pointed at himself. "At least I should serve you until I die."

"Valar and Rey will go with me." Longzel nodded to Aslan, indicating that there was no problem, and then said, "This is the result of the prophecy. The three of us are connected by blood. With them, my magic will last longer."

"Brother, you need more people." Valar said. "Rey needs protection, and we can't let Rey follow us too deep into the ruins."

"I can do it." Rey protested. "I'm already 12 years old. When you were 12, you followed your father to fight the Dothraki. Why can't I go deep into the ruins?"

Longzel grabbed a handful of his brother's hair. "Since you said so, Lei, then you should go deep into the ruins with us. Don't cry when the time comes."

Ray then regained his smile.

"Tigaro, Little Adams and I will stay behind on the Silent Lord." Zhesar Shadowweaver stood up and offered to stay behind. "This kid and I can ensure that your rear is as stable as a rock."

Longzel nodded to him, expressing his agreement. After all, these two were experts in poisons, but their martial arts skills were indeed a little lacking, so it was just right for them to stay on the ship.

"Aslan, Amos, Sebastian, you and the selected Silver Blood Army brothers will be on the same ship." Longzel began to assign tasks.

"How many Silver Blood Army brothers should I bring?" Aslan needed to confirm this question, because there were only fifteen places, five of which were already occupied by the Unsullied, and these young supporters of Longzel would take up another six places, leaving only four for the Silver Blood Army. There was also a red-robed monk.

"Lin En and I are connected by blood." Although Long Zeer had removed the magic factor in Lin En's blood with his consent, the blood connection could not be easily severed. Therefore, Long Zeer's blood magic could directly take effect in Lin En's body without the need for external force.

"He can activate the rune of protection without using potions."

Lynn Valtaken learned his identity after being taken in by Longzel, but he was a precocious and insightful child. Being the descendant of Princess Senira was definitely not a good thing for him, so he begged Longzel to use blood magic to blunt his bloodline.

At least now he doesn't have to worry about the problems caused by his bloodline, and the treatment as Longzel's blood relative has not been lost.

"I don't need the Lord's potion either." The red-robed monk said vaguely. "The power of the Lord of Light is quite active here. I can cast magic to protect myself."

So the places for Lynn and the Red Monk became vacant, and Aslan naturally gave these places to the warriors of the Silver Blood Army who were eager to make achievements.

Longzel did not stop him, he believed in the loyalty of the Silver Blood Army. After all, they were not only the "Guards" trained by his father, but almost all of the Silver Blood Army soldiers had taken the drink mixed with Longzel's blood.

There is no harm in this drink, it will only deepen the bond between Longzel and his army, and those warriors will naturally identify with Longzel's leadership, and then become close to and obey Longzel's blood relatives.

"Lynn, you, Ago, and Hoffa follow us." Longzel looked around at everyone, and everyone stood still.

After arranging all the personnel, the "Lord of Silence" left the original route under the cover of the "Weeping Boy" and the "Swordfish" and sailed towards the Sea of ​​Smoke until it anchored at the border of the Valyrian Peninsula.

The big ship lowered the small boat painted with runes. These runes, which were bright red with a hint of silver, glowed faintly after being touched by the sea water. It seemed that something in the sea was holding up the small boat. Even without an oarsman, the small boat was moving forward very fast.

"Lynn, I feel something is wrong." The young man with golden eyes, Hoffa, wearing a shiny chain mail, approached Lin who was observing the sea inconspicuously.

The water was murky and boiling, and the air was filled with an unsettling smell of sulfur. Hoffa might not be able to see it, but Lynn could vaguely see shadows in the water.

He believed that Longzel would be able to see it too. "Hoffa, be alert." Aggo was still dressed as a Dothraki, without armor, but his naked upper body was covered with silver and red patterns, which also emitted a faint light.
Hoffa hurried back to his position and continued to be alert for possible dangers on the sea.

The two boats continued to sail at a constant speed.

"Brother, did you see it?" Valar clenched the spear in his hand and stared at the sea.

Longzel held the sword at his waist. It was a plain Valyrian steel sword called "Black Widow". The entire sword had no decoration and was completely black, just like the night.

The Vareses had a beautiful Valyrian steel sword, Silverblood, as a family heirloom, but Emperor Orion took the sword away, and after his spectacular disappearance, the Vareses were left with only one Valyrian steel sword, which was the sword that Emperor Orion left for his wife in Qohor.

"I see it." Longzel couldn't describe the scene before his eyes. On the dirty sea, shadows formed dancing figures, as if tempting people into their arms, and as if foreshadowing something.

He saw some of the scenes he had seen in the previous fire ceremony, and strange sounds rang in his ears again.

The difference was that this time he didn't hear anything clearly.

Rey had a similar feeling. He saw more than Valar, but he was not as sensitive as Longzel, so Rey closed his eyes on his own initiative when he just entered.

The boiling sea water suddenly bulged, a huge black shadow emerged from under the water, and then slowly sank into the deep sea, as if it did not notice the two small boats on the sea at all.

Everyone then nervously put down their weapons.

The Valyrian Peninsula in the distance was getting closer and closer.

The boat found a suitable place to anchor, and people got off the boat in groups of three, looking around vigilantly.

This place seems to have been a port once, but now it has become a scorching inferno.

There was black fog and red liquid everywhere, and the dilapidated buildings had long lost their original appearance.

There was no sign of life.

Everyone advanced cautiously inland.

Everything went very smoothly at the beginning. They passed through the destroyed port safely and saw the collapsed towers, until they passed a tower that had become ruins.

The young man with golden eyes, Hoffa, suddenly raised his spear and stabbed in one direction.

The piercing scream instantly pierced everyone's eardrums. Long Zeer drew out the "Black Dress Widow" sword without hesitation and slashed it.

No blood.

There was only a molten liquid that was still burning.

Something hidden in the dark slowly rolled down.

It was a piece of body whose species could not be identified.

"Alert! Alert!" A Silver Blood Army soldier had just screamed when something hidden in the shadows pierced his chest, and his armor was torn apart as if it were made of paper.

Tiny rustling sounds rang out in the shadows, slowly revealing their true appearance.

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