Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Chapter 314 The Killing Intent of the Gray Mist!

Viserys was just thinking about terrifying stories of ghosts and demons, and he was completely absorbed in them.

However, at that moment, Mia suddenly spoke in his ear, startling him.

The girl with fiery red hair was slightly taken aback by Viserys's sudden reaction, then burst into laughter.

"Hey, Eamon, what were you thinking just now? Why did you get startled by me?"

Mia has a straightforward and lively personality, and she is quite famous in the mercenary circle of Valantis, but she doesn't have many friends.

Mia was a peaceful person and got along well with him, so she would often come to chat with him, and at this time she did not give him any face at all.

Viserys didn't seem to care, he just smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"I only believe in myself."

As he spoke, he glanced around at the people who had been staring at him because of the little incident. Those who noticed his gaze immediately looked away.

Mercenaries often draw their swords at each other over the slightest disagreement. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, try to focus on your own tasks and avoid looking at or eavesdropping on others.

Once we officially entered the sea of ​​smoke, everyone was very nervous at first, and even the time for casual conversation was skipped.

Everyone gripped their swords nervously, warily watching their surroundings. Even the captain, who was perched on the highest point and peering through binoculars, couldn't see anything unusual about the surroundings.

All the telescope could see was a hazy gray, not even as clear as what the naked eye could see, so the captain simply gave up on the telescope.

And under the flagship's command.

woo-

The bugle sounded.

All ships moved closer to the flagship, compressing the fleet's formation to stick together for warmth in this obstructed field of vision.

Otherwise, if they continue to be scattered, they are likely to get lost.

Don't think that something as big as a ship could get lost on a flat, unobstructed sea.

In fact, the situation at sea is even more complex than on land, especially now that visibility is obstructed, it is very likely that ships will get lost and disappear.

Viserys and his entourage were not aboard the flagship, but a large warship second only to the flagship. The smaller ships were mostly filled with slaves of little value.

Their combat skills are not very high. They were mainly sent here to be used as cannon fodder in certain situations in the future. In short, they were sent to their deaths.

Meanwhile, the mercenaries who are capable of fighting and are hired at great expense stay on the large ship, so that they can hold out longer if any danger arises.

The melodious and desolate sound of the bugle can ignite people's passion when heard up close, making their blood boil involuntarily.

But when it reached Viserys' ears, it sent a chill down his spine.

Viserys was still feeling somewhat at ease as he sailed on the calm sea, but then the horn suddenly sounded, and he was worried that it might disturb some unknown entity in the misty sea.

For example, the sea monster mentioned in all the legends about Valyrian ruins.

Gillian Lannister's diary also mentions sea monsters hidden in the sea of ​​smoke.

Won't the sound of the horn wake them?

However, this cannot be blamed on their carelessness, because the deeper they went, the lower their field of vision became, and even the people on nearby ships could hardly be seen clearly, only a blurry shadow of a large ship.

"Damn it."

Then.

Viserys heard the captain cursing as he hurried past him, but he had no idea what had happened.

The silver-haired young man then turned his gaze back to the sea, but it was clear that he could not communicate with other warships by relying on flag signals; he could only do so by using horns.

And at this time.

"Cough-cough-"

A cough suddenly came from one of the people next to Viserys.

Viserys's gaze immediately fell upon the other mercenary, Dick, who shared a room with him.

He was rather thin and claimed to be from Tyrosh. Viserys, fearing he would be exposed as a fake Tyrosh, didn't talk to him much.

But why is Dick suddenly coughing now?

Is he sick?

Viserys frowned slightly; in this world, being sick was a very dangerous thing.

Due to the underdeveloped medical standards, many diseases that seem simple in later generations would be fatal here.

Not only Viserys, but also those who were close to Dick couldn't help but move away from him.

But just then, the sound of coughing came from other people around.

"Cough-cough-"

"Cough-cough-"

It seemed that someone had started it, and many people around began to cough.

The girl with fiery red hair beside him looked puzzled, while Viserys's expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly remembered that he had once inhaled a puff of the gray mist emanating from the Faceless Goddess statue and coughed a few times, but it didn't seem to cause any serious harm. Perhaps because the amount was very small, he hadn't taken it seriously at the time.

"Mia, cover your mouth and nose!"

"Try to breathe as little of the smog outside as possible!"

Viserys reacted quickly and immediately spoke urgently to Mia.

Mia was slightly taken aback. She didn't know why Imon said that, but the other's gaze made her subconsciously obey.

"Ah...okay!"

Mia reacted quickly, covering her mouth and nose with her sleeve.

The mercenaries around Viserys also heard his words. Although they didn't know what had happened, they could only unconditionally trust him in the absence of a clear understanding of what was going on.

After all, covering your mouth and nose doesn't take much effort.

The expedition team had unknowingly sailed into the sea of ​​smoke for quite some time, but the lack of danger had made everyone less vigilant.

But the sudden coughing alerted everyone.

"Everyone, cover your mouths and noses!"

At that moment, the first mate in the captain's cabin on the top deck shouted through a megaphone.

At this point, others finally realized that the cause was likely breathing in the smog, but people are still unclear about the effects of breathing too much of this smog.

"Sea monster!"

Then, a sudden shout, like a thunderclap, rang out among the chaotic crowd on the deck.

"There's a sea monster!"

"Oh my god! Help me!"

"what--"

A series of piercing screams suddenly rang out, gray mist continued to spread, and terrifying roars echoed from the deck, along with the clanging and clashing of weapons.

Viserys watched as a mercenary, his eyes bloodshot, plunged a longsword into the heart of his comrade beside him.

"quick!"

"Come with me!"

Viserys, meanwhile, pulled Mia up and, taking advantage of the others' inattention, fled directly into the cabin below deck.

Chapter 315 Mutual Killing

A large crowd had gathered on the deck, and the situation was now out of control.

"kill!"

The sounds of fighting could be heard everywhere.

Ding ding—

Viserys, wielding a longsword, stood back-to-back with the red-haired girl, parrying an attack from a crazed mercenary.

Immediately, the longsword in his hand pierced directly into the opponent's heart.

"die."

puff--

This ordinary longsword was not as sharp as Dusk, but it still easily pierced the opponent's heart.

Then Viserys kicked the other man in the chest with a loud thud, and in the process drew his longsword.

The crazed mercenary was still trying to climb up and bite him, but blood gushed from his chest, and the corpse, having lost all its strength, collapsed to the ground.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the red-haired girl's dagger was also dripping with bright red blood; she had just slit a sailor's throat as well.

"Whoo~"

He was breathing heavily and softly.

There were several mercenaries nearby, their eyes bloodshot and they were clearly watching the two of them.

It was making strange noises and chasing after Viserys and Mia.

"Quick! Get inside!"

Viserys quickly pulled Mia off the deck and hid inside the cabin, then closed the wooden door and braced it with heavy objects.

bang bang—

Immediately, a frantic roar and banging on the door came from outside.

"Keep fleeing inwards!"

The silver-haired young man held a blood-stained longsword. He had just killed several people and was only letting out a light breath. His pale purple eyes remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

"it is good!"