Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Samwell rode a white dragon over the city wall, looking at the ghouls engulfed in flames below, but he didn't feel much relief in his heart.

Although the east city wall was temporarily stabilized, the mud gate on the south side had already been breached by ghouls, and now it had invaded the city and scattered into residential areas. Even if he wanted to ride a dragon to help, he couldn't do anything.

Moreover, it is impossible for the white dragon to breathe fire without limit. There will always be times when it is exhausted, but there are more and more ghouls, as if they are endless.

If it continues like this, maybe the more than 100,000 troops and the 500,000 people in King's Landing City will become ghouls sooner or later.

Once this happens, who in all of Westeros can stop such an army of ghouls?

It never occurred to him that the ghouls would appear in King's Landing ahead of time, before Winter really came.

Regarding the weakness of the ghoul, he actually knew very early on that it was nothing more than Valyrian steel and dragonglass weapons.

Valyrian steel is too rare, but dragonglass is not.

In order to deal with the coming aliens, Samwell ordered people to acquire dragon crystals early on, and manufactured dragon crystal weapons on a large scale.

But these dragonglass weapons were left behind in Storm's End.

He didn't expect to encounter these ghosts in King's Landing, so he didn't bring dragonglass weapons with the army at all.

It must be too late to send someone back to fetch it now.

The only way at this time may be to end this storm from the source.

The ghouls were resurrected by some kind of witchcraft. As long as the caster is eliminated, the ghouls will not continue to increase, and the battle will be much easier.

Thinking of this, he immediately drove the white dragon to fly towards Black Water Bay.

He could feel that the source of this storm was at sea.

Reminiscent of the Stormland Fleet, which has no news, Samwell speculates that this may be the masterpiece of that lunatic Euron Greyjoy.

The sky above Heishui Bay was also pitch black, and it was difficult to tell the direction only by the occasional flashes of lightning.

Fortunately, Samwell could feel a powerful wave of witchcraft, and with this as his goal, he would not lose his way.

But as he got closer to the source of the storm, the smell of blood and decay in the air became more intense.

Some kind of low murmur from out of nowhere clung to his ears like a tarsus, disturbing him.

This voice is very similar to the voice Samwell heard from the Sea of ​​Elements due to his high mental value.

At this time, Samwell didn't have time to think about what this meant. The white dragon was very fast, and it didn't take long to come over an island shrouded in red smoke.

"Go down."

After receiving Samwell's order, the white dragon swooped down immediately.

Almost at the same time, Euron Greyjoy below noticed the approach of the white dragon.

He was standing in the middle of a strange blood-colored magic circle right now, wearing a soap-colored scale armor, as black as smoke, but also as light as silk. The weird decorations all around——

Hieroglyphs, cartouches, and mystical symbols.

Euron threw his head back, one eye shaded, and the other blue right eye stared at the smoky sky.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, there was a loud and clear dragon chant from above, followed by overwhelming dragon flames pouring down from the sky.

But the magic circle under Euron's feet suddenly burst into dazzling red light, and a near-transparent mask suddenly emerged, blocking Dragon Flame out.

"Caesar!" Euron laughed loudly, and opened his arms, as if welcoming an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time. "You're finally here! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Samwell saw that the dragon flame could not take effect, so he controlled the white dragon to land on the cliff near the sea, looking down at Euron from a high position.

His eyes stayed on the bloody magic circle for a moment, and he also saw two corpses in the magic circle, and a dying golden dragon——

That was Viserion.

"I've always wanted to see you too." Samwell said, his voice piercing through the storm, "It's a pity that I missed it many times."

"What a pity."

"Yeah, otherwise I should have killed you long ago, so as to save you from making so many troubles."

Euron laughed again:

"Caesar, you are wrong. We are not enemies, and never were."

Sam Wilton was immediately happy:

"If I remember correctly, the first time we met, you were going to rob my ship, and later you robbed one of my dragons, and now you are actually driving an army of ghouls to attack my city. Could it be that you did this out of hatred? My friendship?"

"It's all a little misunderstanding," Euron said nonchalantly. "I think we're friends because we have common enemies."

"A common enemy?"

"That's right. Those gods who deceive the world and steal their names!"

Samwell's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked tentatively:

"How much do you know about the gods?"

"I know too well!" Euron said, "They are the embodiment of lies, they are the prisoners of power, and they are the common enemy of all mortals!"

"Be clear." Samwell continued to ask.

With a playful expression on Euron's face, he asked back:

"Caesar, you actually know better than me. Think about what R'hllor has done to you? Don't tell me, you still consider yourself a follower of the Red God."

"Of course not." Samwell said, "Tell me, what is the purpose of the gods?"

"I want to know too!" Euron laughed, "That's why I reproduced this witchcraft that was passed down from ancient Asshai."

"Reprint?"

"Yes, Caesar. Have you ever heard of Kingdom of the Dawn?"

Samwell nodded.

The Kingdom of Dawn is an ancient empire in legend. It is located on the continent of Essos on the other side of the Narrow Sea. It is said that its territory extends to the Skeleton Mountains in the west, the Gray Wasteland in the east, the Shivering Sea in the north, and the Jade Sea in the south. The predecessor of today's Yidi.

Moreover, the legend of Azor Ahai also comes from the Kingdom of Dawn.

It is said that the first ruler of the Kingdom of Dawn was the Emperor of Heaven, the only son of the god Night Lion and the Daughter of Light. This Emperor of Heaven reigned for 10,000 years and was passed down from generation to generation.

Until a man named Bloodstone Emperor became the king of Dawn Kingdom, he studied terrible witchcraft and did not respect the gods, so one day a black stone fell from the sky, causing blood chaos and long night.

Fortunately, a great warrior Azor Ahai (Yi Tal, whom the Yidi called him) defeated the evil in the darkness with the [Lightbringer] and brought light back to the world.

"It's all a lie! It's all a lie!" cried Euron. "Caesar, I know you don't want to be Azor Ahai, that's a trap! A trap of the gods!

night lion? Daughter of Light? Hahaha, do they think that mortals won't recognize them if they change their names?

Look at what happened to the Kingdom of Dawn in the past, and think about the horror of the Shadowlands today.

Those gods are not saviors at all!

They are the source of all disasters! "

"Why did they do that?" Samwell asked.

"Because the real mystery of power is hidden in the disaster of destroying the world!" Euron shouted, "Come on, Caesar! Instead of letting those false gods gain power through destroying the world, it is better for us to bring disasters and destroy the world first !

At that time, this power belongs to you and me!

We will be the new gods! "

"You are really crazy." Samwell shook his head.

"The wisdom of mortals can't understand what I do, so they think it's crazy. But Caesar, you should understand me!"

Samwell shook his head firmly again, and at the same time drove the white dragon to swoop down towards the scarlet magic circle again.

"Dragon Flame!"