Game of Thrones: Roar of the Dragon

Chapter 112: One ride is worth a thousand

“Woo woo woo, he’s so scary.

White Knights, kill him now!"

Young Aegon on the Iron Throne seemed frightened by Jacaerys.

He gave orders in a crying child's voice to the White Knights who were selected from the noble families who supported him in ascending the Iron Throne.

The seven white knights naturally obeyed the orders of the young master they had just pledged allegiance to.

But the tragic scene outside the Iron Throne Hall was right in front of them, and they did not dare to rush forward foolishly. Instead, they reached out and pushed the royal guards in front of them.

Jacaerys spent most of his time riding dragons during the Dance of the Dragons.

The only one who actually fought him head-on was Aemond.

And now, his unparalleled fighting power was displayed in the eyes of the nobles of all sizes in the seven countries.

As the frontmost royal guard was pushed in front of Jakaris, he saw a cold light coming towards him from above his head.

His reaction was not slow, and he immediately raised his sword with both hands to block horizontally.

Click!

puff!

The standard long sword in the hand of the royal guard was directly cut off, and the cold light continued to cut into his metal helmet.

Blood mixed with white brain matter splattered everywhere, and these elite royal guards couldn't hold on for even a second.

Snap! Sizzle!
Relying on the hardness and sharpness of two steel swords and the unrivaled power of the dragon.

There was no one who could match Jakaris.

No matter whether it was the royal guards or the white knights mixed in among them, they were all the same in his eyes, minions that could be killed with one sword.

Massacre, this was a completely one-sided massacre!

vomit! ! !
Not all the nobles of the seven kingdoms, big and small, were warriors who had fought on the battlefield.

Nearly half of them started vomiting violently because they could not bear the splattering brain matter and internal organs falling to the ground.

"Jay, be careful!"

Benilla's voice suddenly rang out, alerting Jakaris who was hacking and killing frantically.

shhhhhh!
As soon as she finished speaking, three crossbow arrows shot out from the front almost at the same time, accurately hitting Jakaris' forehead and cheeks.

Ding Ding Ding!
But a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

The three sharp crossbow arrows couldn't break through the defense of Jakaris's facial skin and were bounced all over the place.

Jacaerys looked up in the direction of the arrow and saw that young Aegon had taken out a special crossbow at some point.

In fact, it was not just Jacaerys. Daemon and Rhaenys also turned to look at little Aegon with surprise.

Who would have thought that this seven-year-old child would suddenly shoot a fatal arrow at his brother.

But the next second, Little Yigeng shouted loudly with a look of horror: "It's actually true!

My mother told me in a dream that he was not my brother, but a demon crawling out of the seven hells, a dragon! "

As soon as these words were spoken, Rhaenys and Daemon both recalled the extremely vivid dreams they had recently experienced.

By this time, Jacaerys had already noticed something wrong with little Aegon.

This special crossbow made in Myr is not something that an ordinary child can use, and the three arrows just now were definitely shot by a veteran with extraordinary attainments.

In addition, when the prisoners were exchanged, he felt that Imond agreed too readily.

But if we assume that little Aegon is a Faceless Man, then all this makes perfect sense.

With doubts in his mind, Jacaerys stopped killing the few remaining royal guards and went straight to little Aegon on the Iron Throne.

Swish!
Daemon, who had been watching from the sidelines, mistakenly thought that Jacaerys was angered by young Aegon's sneak attack, and immediately drew his sword to stop it.

clang!
Blackfire and the Dark Sisters collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

As a longsword made of Valyrian steel, it naturally cannot be cut off as easily as an ordinary longsword.

But the enormous power carried by the black fire directly knocked the dark sisters out of their hands.

"Jacaris, wait..."

Bang!
Damon, with a look of astonishment on his face, just opened his mouth to stop him when he was kicked seven or eight meters away by Jakaris.

Stepping onto the steps of the Iron Throne, Rhaenys, without her dragon, wanted to stop him, but she was no match for Jacaerys.

"Jay, spare grandma's life!"

Suddenly, Benilla's voice of begging for mercy came from behind. Jacaerys changed the long sword in his hand into a swing and hit Rhaenys in the face with a very light force.

The force was very light for Jacaerys, but extremely heavy for Rhaenys.

puff!
She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with teeth, and fell heavily on the edge of the steps of the Iron Throne.

Fortunately, Jacaerys did not use much force, otherwise, even if she was not killed directly, she would have been blown onto the various iron swords stuck on the side of the Iron Throne.

pat!

Young Aegon looked at Jacaerys who was walking towards him, threw away the special crossbow in his hand, and then waited for something calmly.

This fearless expression made Jacaerys even more certain that this was a Faceless Man.

But I can't kill him directly as he wishes.

Because this Faceless Man still bears the face and identity of little Aegon.

Putting the Vigilance back into the sheath, Jacaerys reached out and touched the faceless man's cheek, trying to find the location of the other's human skin mask.

But the Faceless Man's magical face-changing technique is not a simple disguise, but a mixture of this world's unique magic.

"Jacaerys, please spare my brother's life.

The Iron Throne is yours. Let's leave King's Landing and Westeros now!"

Damon struggled to get up, blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and shouted to Jakaris in an unprecedented begging tone.

"Your eyes have deceived you all, he is not little Aegon at all!
He can deceive humans, but he can't deceive dragons.

Baoyun is in the dragon's lair, I will prove it to you now!"

Jacaerys's thinking was very clear. Since he knew that the Faceless Man intended to set a trap with his life, he would not be stupid enough to step into it.

The dragon will never mistake its dragon rider. As long as it throws this faceless man in front of Baoyun, it will naturally be able to tell the real from the fake.

Snapped!
Jacaerys grabbed the Faceless Man by the scruff of the neck with one hand, as easily as if he were carrying a rag sack.

Several royal guards wanted to take advantage of his inability to move and perform a miracle to bring back the new king.

But they think too highly of themselves!
Even if Jakaris had one hand, they couldn't sneak attack him.

Da da da!
After dealing with these ignorant royal guards, Jacaerys carried the Faceless Man and walked out of the throne hall.

When he passed through the throne hall, all the nobles of the seven nations held their breath, fearing that they would accidentally provoke this god of death.

Just as thought before, with the power of a dragon, Jacaerys could easily kill his way in and out of the Red Castle.

After finding a warhorse in the inner city, he took the faceless man and rushed towards the dragon's lair.

The royal guards and Velaryon soldiers who dared to block the way were basically cut in half by Jacaerys's sword as their horses passed by them.

As Jacaerys rode out of the Red Keep, Daemon, Rhaenys, and even Baelor rushed out of the throne room.

They just found a warhorse in the stable and galloped towards the dragon's lair.

As for the nobles of the seven countries, big and small, half of them had been on the battlefield, and the braver ones also rode their horses and followed behind Damon and others.

The other half rushed to the Crow's Nest in the Red Keep to pass the news back to their families as soon as possible.

Because no matter which side of the Black Party wins today, the situation in the Seven Kingdoms will be shaken, and in the end, the remnants of the Green Party who are lingering in Dorne may take the opportunity to counterattack.

Jacaerys galloping through King's Landing is like a one-man army, no one dares to stop him!

After a while, they returned to the dragon's lair on the top of Rhaenys Hill.

Under the astonished eyes of the dragon guards, Jacaerys carried the Faceless Man to the underground hall of the dragon's lair.

After instructing the dragon guards to bring Baoyun, he stood in the hall and waited quietly.

“You know, the minions of the evil god from another world?

I actually know that you are not afraid of arrows.

But why do you think I would attack you with a crossbow?"

The Faceless Man, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the underground hall.

However, by speaking this, he was tantamount to admitting his true identity.

"Haha, maybe it's because your Thousand-Faced God is too stupid, so he chose a stupid believer like you!"

For these religious people with devout beliefs, Jakaris naturally knew how to provoke them to obtain more information.

"How dare the minions of the evil god, who are despised by all gods, insult the great Thousand-Faced God!
The servant of the Lord of Light has foreseen your death...

Aren't you going to do anything yet?"

The Faceless Man was indeed angered by Jakaris' words, and he suddenly shouted loudly.

Hoo ho ho!
In the corner of the Dragon Cave Hall, a bald man wearing a Dragon Guard uniform was praying quickly.

Fist-sized balls of flame appeared out of nowhere, then quickly stretched out and transformed into thirty or forty flaming arrows, which then floated around his body.

"...My Lord, the King of Light, asks you to use your light to purify the evil spirits!"

shhhhhh!
As soon as the prayer ended, thirty or forty flaming arrows shot towards Jakaris with sharp sounds like real arrows.

Faced with this strange magical attack, Jakaris had no intention of resisting it and immediately moved left and right to try to avoid it.

Because he was still holding a Faceless Man, his speed was inevitably affected, and from time to time he was hit by flaming arrows that he was completely unable to dodge.

Swish swish!
Jacaerys immediately wielded Blackfire with his immense strength, trying to knock the flaming arrows away or redirect them.

The effect was unexpectedly good. The flaming arrows touched by the black fire of the Wagang sword were extinguished in the blink of an eye.

But Jakaris made a wrong judgment here. The real target of these flaming arrows was not him.

Zizi!

Wow!

The Faceless Man, who was caught in Jakaris's hand, suddenly stretched out his right foot and took a flaming arrow that he should have been able to avoid.

The flaming arrow was like a wildfire, spreading from his right foot to his entire body at an extremely fast speed.

blah blah blah!
At the same time, Daemon, Rhaenys, Bernilla and others came to the underground hall of the dragon's lair through the stairs.

“Father! Jacaerys hurt me!

You must avenge me!!!"

The Faceless Man let out a heart-wrenching scream at Daemon, and was then engulfed by the rapidly spreading flames.

Jacaerys let go before the flames could burn his hands, letting the faceless man's body fall to the ground.

Rustling!

No one knew who had released Korakxiu, but he appeared on the other side of the underground hall.

Daemon looked at the burning body of the Faceless Man in dismay, then shouted to Korakshu: "Dracarys!"

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