Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Black Bug knelt once again to express his gratitude to Viserys for restoring the original names of all the Unsullied.

Viserys didn't say much, just smiled, patted the black bug on the shoulder, and then mounted his horse again.

"Ohhhh!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd of onlookers in Pantos.

In their view, the Targaryen family's strength was steadily increasing, and with the addition of another Unsullied army, Pentos had become more stable and powerful, with a promising future.

Those in Pentos who wanted to cause trouble were even more worried.

Pentos's power came into view, making it increasingly difficult to cause trouble here. One wrong move and they might even lose their heads.

...

In the morning, he inspected the Unsullied's troops, but in the afternoon, Viserys was still thinking about the Black Mist.

Viserys injected the black mist into Bessie's body a few days ago and has been observing the changes it produces ever since.

Experience proved that Viserys's guess was correct; Bessie could indeed absorb more black mist for Viserys by killing people.

Bessie executed many death row inmates in the prison.

His body also recovered quickly with the help of the black mist, and he can now fight normally. However, his appearance is still a bit messy, and he hasn't taken off the metal mask on his face.

This is exciting news.

Viserys can use the black mist to restore Bessie's body, which means he can use it for many other things, such as enhancing the strength of some soldiers and saving the lives of the dying.

At the same time, facing an ever-increasing demand for black mist, Viserys needs someone to help him to further 'add points', otherwise he won't be able to collect much even if he works himself to death.

He had been worried about this problem before, but now it has been solved.

However, Viserys remained wary of the Black Fog.

Although he hoped his skills could steadily improve, he cherished his life even more.

After all, no one can say for sure what this thing is right now. What if it devours its master one day... can he handle it?

Most importantly, Viserys' power is now sufficient; with the ability to transform into black mist, almost no one in the world can kill him.

Therefore, his increased supernatural power, existing between the realm of gods and humans, actually served no other purpose.

of course.

Viserys had taken Melisandre's warning to heart.

He knew that he wasn't the only one in the world who possessed this magic or extraordinary power.

There are many other people who possess this ability.

They were not kings or governors; they were very likely just insignificant figures in the public eye.

Before the return of the demonic tide, the curse he possessed might have been just a trick, but after the return of the demonic tide, it became a terrifying means to kill kings and governors.

Viserys himself was also on guard, in case one day a shadowy figure with Robert's appearance suddenly walked into his room and stabbed him to death.

but.

With Viserys's own abilities, he could easily infiltrate the Red Keep alone, transform into a wisp of black mist, kill Robert, and then emerge.

He could become an assassin even more terrifying than the Faceless Ones, perhaps even the strongest in the world, but he disdains to use such methods.

Oh, he forgot that Robert hasn't been back to the Red Keep for a year now.

However, Viserys had also heard about the little incident in King's Landing a while ago.

Jon Arryn, the Hand of the King who remained in King's Landing, led the Gold Cloaks to surround the Red Keep and ordered the Grand Maester to examine the Queen's body, confirming that she was not pregnant.

Although ultimately nothing was found...

However, Viserys still shook his head regretfully, feeling indignant for the unborn King Tommen.

It was clearly his mother's negligence that caused the poor child to not be born.

Compared to the turbulent Westeros, life in Pentos was relatively peaceful.

Viserys had long possessed the ability to attack the seven kingdoms, yet he hesitated to launch an attack.

Firstly, Viserys wanted to be absolutely certain of success and would only launch an attack after preparing more warships.

The second reason is that Robert is currently fighting the White Walkers. Although he is unwilling to help, he is also unwilling to take advantage of the situation, as that would likely bring him the scorn of all mankind.

After all, this is a battle between the living and the dead.

Honor is something that cannot be seen or touched, but sometimes it is very useful.

However, Viserys' peaceful days did not last long.

Two rumors suddenly came to him, catching him somewhat off guard.

Chapter 306 Two Rumors

The first rumor came from Dacaohai.

The iron hooves of more than 80,000 Slark allies trampled the banks of the Lorne River. They came in a mighty force to attack Pentos, and then retreated in disgrace.

Morochao and Zhekochao were killed in battle, and their khalasar knelt in surrender to the dragon-riding khao.

Meanwhile, the other three Khals led the remaining 40,000 Dothraki Roaring Warriors to Myr, eventually returning to the Dothraki holy city of Vis Dothraki with a large amount of Myr's wealth.

This was supposed to be the end of the story, but then a completely unexpected twist occurred.

That night, the three Khals, who had sworn an oath before Mount Meru and with the stars in the sky as their witness, apparently clashed over the division of spoils and subsequently fought each other in the holy city where bloodshed was forbidden.

Although weapons are strictly prohibited in the Holy City, these Dothraki are not exactly law-abiding citizens.

Every day, many bodies are found dead in this vast city, some beaten to death by fists, others stabbed to death.

Leaving aside the oldest Khao, Moso, the other two younger Khao, Bono Khao and Jaco Khao, were once Khao Drogo's generals.

After Khal Drogo was burned at the stake, they divided his wealth and khalasar among themselves, each becoming a khalasar.

Khal Drogo's Khalasa was indeed 'full of talent' back then, and even now, scattered across the country, it is still full of brilliant minds.

Giacomo and Bonocao had a conflict when they were in the same khalasar, and now, after their failed attack on Pentos, they seem to have clashed again over the division of Mil's legacy.

Both groups had their own ulterior motives, and during the conflict, someone provoked the other first, which escalated the conflict.

Enraged, the crowd drew their pre-prepared daggers and began fighting in the castle-sized Kusao-ori Palace.

Poor Moso Khao and his equally aged Blood Guards were caught in the crossfire and stabbed to death on the throne.

His blood oath guards wanted to avenge their Khal, but they too were stabbed in the heart from behind by someone from an unknown side, and fell one after another into a pool of blood.

"kill!"

Meanwhile, the more than 40,000 Dothraki warriors outside learned that their Khal had been caught in a fierce battle.

At the same time, rumors kept circulating that their own Khal Drogo was dead, which immediately caused a stir.

Subsequently, Vis Dothraki descended into complete chaos, with shouts of killing echoing everywhere. Once the Dothraki shed the thin veil of 'holiness' surrounding the Holy City, endless madness ensued.

They had tasted the sweetness of massacring a city in Mil; once people start, unleashing the demons within them, it's hard to stop.

The Dothraki, also known as the Khaleesi, former wives of Khal D'Arc, were in charge of managing the Holy City when they heard the news.

So they all came out and shouted to stop the riot of their people, but they were stabbed to death by the Dothraki who were already bloodthirsty.

Some even met an even more tragic end. Although many of these widowed Khaleesi were quite old, there were still quite a few young and beautiful Khaleesi among them.

Vis Dothraki was engulfed in riots as the three Khals' tribes began fighting amongst themselves without reason, and the conflict spread to the other tribes.

And at the heart of this riot.

The place where the three Khao were fighting amongst themselves was filled with deafening shouts of battle.

"addrivat!"

Snapped--

Then, someone overturned the brazier in the chaos.

They threw the burning brazier onto the thatched and mud wall, and a huge fire immediately broke out.

And at this time.

All the trapped Kao, Blood Oath Guards, and their clansmen then discovered that the gates of the Grass Reef Palace had been locked from the outside at some unknown time.

"Open the door!"

One of Jacoca's Blood Guards stepped forward and kicked the door open.

bang——

But the door seemed to be blocked by a heavy object on the outside. A kick didn't budge it, and everyone in the hall panicked.

Anyone who isn't a fool and has calmed down by now would realize that there are many suspicious points in the whole matter.

From the start of the conflict to its complete loss of control, everything seemed to proceed in an orderly fashion until finally, a massive fire broke out.

However, at this moment, no one was able to truly calm down.

Jaco's eyes darted around as he desperately tried to come up with a solution, while the reckless Bonokao led his Blood Guards and clansmen in an attempt to break down the gate and escape. Meanwhile, the white-haired Mosokao had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Then.

A figure slowly emerged from the raging fire, his footsteps heavy, his form distorted by the surrounding flames.

All the Dothraki trapped inside the hall saw him, and immediately felt their breath catch in their throats.

The resourceful Jaco and the brave Bonokao stared wide-eyed at the approaching figures, utterly astonished.

"you..."

The two powerful khaos looked as if they had seen a living ghost, their expressions showing disbelief.

He then swallowed hard, took a few steps back, his knees went weak, and he involuntarily knelt down with a thud.

Bonokao knelt on the ground and gripped the hilt of his sword. His throat bobbed again. He wanted to rush over and kill his opponent with one blow, but ultimately he didn't have the courage.

The riots in Vis Dothraki lasted all night.

As with every change of khal, a fierce battle ensued, and after one night, all the Dothraki involved were exhausted and finally ceased fighting.

Then they received a message, and everyone except the elderly warriors of Mosokao looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened.