Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"However, it was too late to stop me from plunging the dagger into a vital spot that was not protected by muscle."

...

boom--

The Mountain cleaved the floor with a single blow, and Viserys dodged it.

Then the terrifying monster swung its greatsword and swept across the room once more.

"betray?"

Call ~

The two-handed greatsword was swung, tearing through the air with a dull whistling sound.

If this sword had struck Viserys, he might have been cut in half at the waist, his intestines spilling out onto the ground.

The Mountain just used this technique to kill a guard of a conservative governor, and his body, split in two, is now lying on the ground not far away.

The young king's pale purple eyes narrowed slightly once again, but this time he still chose not to confront the Demon Mountain head-on. Instead, he took a step back to dodge the sweeping sword strike.

boom--

This time, Ser Gregor Clegane struck the stone pillar next to where Viserys had just stood with his sword.

The flying pebbles hit the silver-haired boy's delicate face, while the Demon Mountain's sword left a shallow mark on the stone pillar.

"Is all you can do to run away, kid?"

The two swords missed their mark.

However, Demon Mountain's interest was piqued, and once he warmed up his muscles, his arrogance became even more rampant.

The giant, nearly eight feet tall, slightly moved the muscles in his neck, and his joints made a sound that made one's teeth ache.

He spoke while holding the greatsword in one hand, his voice like thunder, making those nearby's ears ring.

“Rega… I betrayed more than just him…”

"I also raped his woman!"

Then Gregor Clegane let out another huge roar.

He charged toward Viserys with a giant sword, like a speeding tank.

Viserys, upon hearing the Mountain's words, gripped his sword hilt so tightly that his fingernails turned white and his knuckles even cracked.

"That's why you deserve to die..."

"The Magic Mountain."

This time, he surprised everyone who was watching.

Viserys did not choose to continue dodging, but instead charged at the Mountain, who was rushing towards him, sword in hand.

The battlefield where the two were fighting was getting closer and closer to him.

Illyrio leaned against the wall at the edge, one hand covering his injured thigh, a bitter smile on his face.

Then Viserys suddenly charged toward the Mountain with his sword, and the fat governor's mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg.

The surrounding Pentos soldiers reacted in the same way.

Although they didn't think Viserys had any chance of winning, continuing to use his agility to outmaneuver the monster was their only chance to survive a little longer.

Isn't charging in like that just courting death?

However, on the battlefield, the Mountain roared and charged toward Viserys, while Viserys, who was significantly shorter, also charged toward Gregor Clegane with his sword drawn.

The exchange was so brief that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to see it.

Clang…

The figures crisscrossed, and all that could be heard was the grating sound of metal scraping against metal, which assaulted everyone's ears.

Then came a loud bang.

Bang.

The Mountain, clad in heavy armor, charged too fast and couldn't stop, crashing directly into the hall wall with a dull thud.

The people inside the hall even felt the walls tremble slightly, and the chandeliers with candles hanging overhead swayed gently, with many candles even falling down.

"Humph--"

Gregor Clegane accidentally bumped into the wall, but was not seriously injured. He just shook his head slightly and let out a muffled snort.

"this..."

Beside the Mountain, Illyrio clutched his thigh with one hand, his expression more unsightly than one of crying.

He never expected that the two of them would end up fighting right next to him.

Fortunately, the Mountain only has Viserys in his eyes now, and doesn't even glance at the fat man beside him.

He then patted his armor, but at that moment, the giant's hand paused slightly.

"Ok?"

Because he saw a long scratch on the armor at his waist.

On the other side...

laugh--

Viserys slid a long way before his fingers gripped the ground, allowing him to regain his balance.

"Almost."

Viserys then stood up and took a deep breath.

The hair tie he used to tie his hair had broken off at some point, and his long, silvery hair was now loose and hanging down his back.

And at this time.

"Roar--"

On the other side, Sir Gregor Clegane was somewhat annoyed.

Without even glancing at the trembling Illyrio beside him, he roared and charged at Viserys once more, raising his greatsword again.

He was going to tear this silver-haired kid to shreds.

"You brat! I not only raped his woman, I also smashed his son's head!"

What can you do to me?

The towering giant lunged forward, and Viserys, this time, did not dodge but instead raised his sword to meet the attack.

But instead of confronting the Demon Mountain head-on, he cleverly deflected the sword that was slashing down from the side.

clang--

The deafening clang of metal clashing echoed throughout the hall, causing many nearby Pentos soldiers to cover their ears.

Ding ding ding—

Then, the metal clashed violently, sparks flew, and the longswords intertwined continuously.

Viserys seized an opportunity during the fight and thrust his sword into the Mountain's chest.

bang——

Although it pierced through, it didn't go all the way through; instead, it was blocked by the thick armor.

"Such thick armor—"

The massive body of the Demon Mountain also took two steps back slightly, then raised his foot and kicked out.

bang——

Viserys crossed his arms in front of his chest and rolled backward somewhat awkwardly to absorb the force.

However, my arms and chest still feel a burning pain.

The Mountain's powerful kick nearly broke his arm.

Chapter 213 Counterattack

"Such thick armor."

Viserys' chest heaved as he gasped for breath, raising his hand to gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He was caught off guard. He thought he could seize the opportunity to pierce the opponent's heart with his sword, but he did not expect that the Demon Mountain's armor was so thick.

Although Gregor Clegane is known as the 'most villain in the Seven Kingdoms,' this villain is extremely afraid of death and retribution, so the armor he wears on the battlefield is extremely heavy.

In addition to the outermost layer of plate armor, he wore a layer of chainmail underneath, and the innermost layer was boiled leather armor and an inner garment, making a total of three layers of armor.

Such three layers of armor would be too heavy for ordinary people to even wear, and even trained knights would find it difficult to move around in such heavy armor.

However, the Mountain was clearly not among them; even wearing such heavy three-layered armor, he could still move freely and fight.

Therefore, although Viserys's divine weapon was extremely sharp, equivalent to a Valyrian steel sword, it still failed to pierce the Mountain's armor when thrust at such a heavily protected area as the chest.

"I raped his woman and killed his cubs!"

"And now, on the orders of Duke Tywin, I will crush your head!"

Viserys then knelt on the ground, panting slightly, while the Mountain roared once more and lunged at Viserys, bringing his sword down in a slash.

"die!"

Viserys knelt on the ground, holding his sword in one hand, watching as the Mountain brought his sword down.

However, instead of continuing to confront his opponent head-on, he rolled to the left and dodged his sword strike once again.

clang--

The giant sword struck the ground with a loud thud.

Viserys rolled aside and launched a swift counterattack.

Clang——

With his right hand holding the sword, he swung it horizontally at Gregor Clegane's wrist, trying to cut off his right hand that held the sword.