Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 129 King Power and Divine Power
The sky at dawn is still gloomy, as dark as night, the clouds are very low, like an ominous shadow covering the city, the strong wind chases the heavy rain, and pours towards the earth like an avalanche.

Bono spent a long night in the hall of the Prophet in Vaes Dothrak, his life and death were uncertain. He listened to Mungo's detailed description of various methods of obtaining information and supervising the leadership.

Often he would cast fearful glances at Kaa, and every time he looked at him he could not help shivering, because he felt the calm eyes of Kaa glowing in the shadows, like the eyes of devils.

The turmoil in his soul that endured revenge had long since disappeared, and he became more and more afraid, especially the unheard-of cruel punishment that was almost a demonic act, which made him frightened out of his wits.

All this, destroying his psyche entirely, evokes a terrible feeling mixed with despair, awe, and sinking, which tortures him so hard that he can't restrain himself from going crazy.

He was numb physically and mentally, and completely lost his judgment. He only felt that he was in the dark night, and there was still night beyond the night. What he would plunge into was a bottomless abyss full of evil and terror.

At this moment, there was a loud shout to rescue him, and an armored soldier ran to the door in a panic, shouting loudly in panic:

"Great Kaa, the gods are angry, and the rain will flood the holy city."

"Go, go and see!"

The calm answer came from Meng Ge's chest, just like someone said, he stood up calmly and walked out of the hall at a leisurely pace.

Vaes Dothraki stands on a flat grassland, the terrain is not high, and after several centuries, it has even become a bit sunken. There are no canals in the city, and there is a risk of overturning if there is continuous heavy rain.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, the rain pillars flying all over the sky became more and more raging, like thousands of sharp arrows, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, unstoppable, the strong wind blew past, rolled up countless water whips and beat him fiercely.

The thunder roared in the sky, making a terrible rumbling sound, as if the ground floor was also shaken, the trees were bent and howled by the storm, the crackling of broken branches filled the whole road, the weeds were struggling, grabbing the ground desperately, In the last effort, the frightened horses broke free from the reins, neighing and scurrying in the rain, trying to escape the rainstorm.

Holding the handle of the "Weeping Blood" knife in his hand, Meng Ge bravely faced the wind and rain and walked forward without fear.

Seeing this situation, the panicked and dazed blood guards immediately followed closely without making a sound, as if there was an unconquerable force driving them.

He had just controlled the frightened horse, and was about to get on the horse and lead people to inspect and rescue the severely affected urban areas.

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the distance, and he raised his head and looked to the north, only to see impetuous thunder roaring and shouting on the top of the mountain, and the dazzling lightning illuminated the scary peak every moment, threatening staring at the sky.

"Wrath of the Gods!"

"Holy Mother Mountain! Doshi Kalin, the prophet is gone, who can save us?"

Many ministries gathered outside the Prophet's Hall to pray. They were terrified by this terrible scene and knelt down toward the Mount of Our Lady restlessly. The whole city was immersed in the annihilation that lost all hope.

Meng Ge's solemn expression froze, he straightened his chest, drew out the scimitar at his waist, and shouted in a cold and clear voice:
"Dothraki, descendants of the horse god! We have experienced countless trials of death, don't waste time on useless prayers, thunderstorms are not worth fearing..."

Before the words fell, there was a rumbling thunder, and even the little light left in the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the whole world became darker, as if it was suddenly shrouded in a long night.

The rousing speech turned into a feeble defiance, and the crowd could only see the wrath of the gods, roaring on the towering peak.

In the darkness, the Bloodrider heard Kayo whispering in a hoarse voice: "The gods are rampant, the red comet is coming, and the magic power has just begun to recover. Do you dare to threaten me?"

A blinding glare flashed, lightning struck the roof of the Prophet's Temple, and a blue arc of light shot onto Mungo's body. He was unscathed, but the horse he was holding in his hand was like a coke, twitching and falling down.

Then everything fell silent, and everyone except the sworn bloodriders lay motionless on the ground.

Mungo kicked down those kneeling people who were blocking the way forward, and walked forward slowly. The blood covenant guards behind him quickly walked up to him and surrounded him. He pushed away these warriors and walked forward alone, making people You can feel a kind of steel-like fortitude.

He walked to the Avenue of the Gods, and stood with his head upright with an unrivaled aura. When he looked at the sky, his dark eyes sparkled, and the bloodriders also stood fearlessly nearby, fighting with Kaa Side by side looking north.

"Great Khal, King of the Dothraki!" cried a cheery voice:

"You are the source of faith for all loyal people and the strength of heroic spirit. When you are in need, I will keep my oath and go forward."

Bachelor Bas Potter, Clerk Ofer, Noahart and others quickly walked over. They guarded Mungo and handed their lives into Kayo's hands.

Meng Ge held the handle of the knife tightly, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, he pulled out the scimitar suddenly, waved it under the thunder, and then he roared, accumulating the strength of his chest, with an incomparably majestic voice, shouted:
"What can you do to me!"

The strong wind blew suddenly, and the torrential rain merged into a waterfall, just like the raging waves of the North Sea, rolling and turbulent.

Meng Ge held up "Weeping Blood" and pointed to the Notre Dame Mountain under the sky. Everyone could feel a hidden power from him, and he shouted loudly:

"A piece of advice to the gods, if you are blood-eating evil gods, just hide in the shadows and look at the ruins of the gods under my feet. In the future, I will definitely launch an army to avenge today's revenge, you guys! All the magnificent temples you have built will be gone, and fire and wrath will consume your thrones and worshipers, and what will you do then?"

He kicked down the statues on both sides of the road, waved his arms like a giant, and roared loudly:
"I am the steed that rides the world, I am the king of the Dothraki, I am invincible, I can summon the power that is unparalleled in the world, cry out in despair! My arrival will be the end of the gods!"

The cessation of the storm and the brightening of the sky are but an instant away.

In this shout, even the suspended thunder was in jeopardy, the darkness receded instantly, a high and clear blue gap appeared in the sky, the breeze and drizzle began to sway, and the dark clouds began to roll away slowly.

A ray of sunlight broke through a hole in the clouds in front of him, shining like gold, so pleasant.

The rainwater merged into many small streams on the road, flowing down to the lower places, and then merged into shallow lakes there. People smiled in the bright morning light, and their hearts were full of joy. They all sang songs and wished Great Kaa.

In all the worlds, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. This time, royal power trumped divine power.

(End of this chapter)