Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Valeria has no king."

Viserys spoke without turning his head.

The hall was pitch black, and the patrolling soldiers didn't seem to be going near it. The two men, relieved by this, took out their flints to try and get some light.

However, once the firelight slightly dispelled the surrounding darkness, the two suddenly froze in place.

"This is..."

Viserys felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively pulled Mia behind him.

It turned out that the firelight had dispelled the darkness in the hall, and the two of them saw a fully armed monster covered in black fur sitting on the throne in the center of the hall not far away.

He was extremely tall and much stronger than the other Valyrian soldiers. His bloodshot eyes flashed with both violence and reason, seemingly switching constantly.

He held a book in his hands, and a long sword was placed in front of him. His eyes were fixed on the two uninvited guests who had broken in.

Behind him stood six Valyrian soldiers.

"What's this..."

Mia shivered, then Viserys pulled her behind him, and she gasped softly.

"Is he even a living person?"

"impossible."

Valyria has been destroyed for hundreds of years—

Viserys was also staring intently at his opponent, one hand gripping the hilt of his sword.

He wanted to say that no one can live for hundreds of years unless they are gods.

But he didn't say those words. This world holds too many secrets, and he was just a beginner who was deciphering them.

"He should be the master of this place."

Viserys also noticed that the other party was different; unlike other black-haired monsters, he did not pounce on any living person he saw.

There was even a hint of rationality in his eyes, like the master of this palace, clad in armor, or a Valyrian general who had fought many battles.

Then, in the next second...

click -

The other party suddenly stood up from the throne and put down the book in his hand.

Then he took his sword from the shelf on the table in front of him and strode heavily toward the two people.

After a fierce struggle, the Valyrian noble general's eyes overpowered his reason with a violent rage.

He is now no different from the monsters outside, filled with violence, but he seems to still retain some logic in his mind.

The six Valyrian soldiers behind him surrounded the two, and more palace soldiers rushed over from a distance, seemingly all obeying the man's orders.

"How to do?"

Surrounded by these black-haired monsters, Mia asked somewhat nervously.

"Are we going to use that method to escape?"

She was referring to escaping by turning into black mist, but what she didn't know was that Viserys couldn't always use this method; using it beyond its limits would cause him excruciating headaches.

Viserys took a deep breath and didn't speak immediately. He then handed the dragon egg he was carrying on his back to Mia.

"How to do?"

Viserys also had some headaches.

There are just too many monsters in Valyria; you'll be attacked every few steps.

It is now almost certain that something must have happened on this land on the eve of the apocalyptic catastrophe.

This caused all these people to turn into monsters, and perhaps the wrath of the gods later on is also related to this.

"Kill him!"

Then, the silver-haired youth steeled his resolve, drew his long sword from his waist, and directly confronted his opponent.

Meanwhile, his heart was also calling out the name of Bellerion.

If he were alone, he could easily escape, but with another person involved, he couldn't guarantee the girl's safety.

In an instant, the dragon's loud roar resounded through the sky.

Bellerion received Viserys's distress call and then swooped down from the sky.

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The tall Valyrian noble general, clad in heavy armor, also heard the resounding dragon roar that pierced the sky, and a look of struggle instantly returned to his eyes.

His gaze toward Viserys became somewhat complicated as he saw his gleaming silver-gold hair.

Viserys didn't miss this opportunity, thrusting his sword directly into the opponent's throat.

The noble general reacted quickly, his eyes once again filled with rage.

Even though he had lost his mind, he still managed to dodge Viserys's sword thanks to muscle memory.

He then let out a roar, brandishing his heavy longsword and slashing it down directly at Viserys.

Although several Valyrian soldiers surrounded the two, they did not make a move, seemingly on the orders of their general.

clang--

Viserys nimbly dodged, his longsword slamming into the ground, sending shards of stone flying and leaving a deep gash.

Viserys's eyes narrowed slightly.

Before he could react, the Valyrian general swept his sword across the room, attempting to cut the silver-haired youth in half at the waist.

This time, Viserys had nowhere to retreat and no way to dodge, so he could only raise his longsword to try and block.

clang--

Sparks flew as the metal collided violently.

Viserys felt a slight numbness in his hand, and the longsword in his hand snapped instantly, the tip flying off and landing on the ground to the side.

Viserys himself escaped unharmed, dodging the attack once again.

"Quite strong..."

"Much greater than the power of the Demon Mountain."

Viserys shook his hand, which was a little numb from the violent impact, but he was otherwise unharmed.

The other party was clearly surprised that the young man in front of him had such strength that he could withstand his sword strike.

Then the ferocity in his scarlet eyes intensified.

"Watch out! Viserys!"

Mia couldn't help but exclaim in surprise upon seeing this.

"His sword looks like it's made of Valyrian steel!"

Valyrian steel is extremely sharp and will not break or dull, even after hundreds or thousands of years. This is why the general was able to cleave Viserys's longsword in two with a single strike.

However, this was the first time the expedition had seen a weapon made of Valyrian steel since entering this lost continent.

There's a common misconception about Valyrian steel: people believe that in that once glorious civilization, even a single soldier on this land would be equipped with armor and weapons made of Valyrian steel.

However, the manufacturing process of Valyrian steel is actually extremely complex, and it is suspected that magic is infused into it, much like the Blackstone crafting process.

There are two kinds of black stones in the world. One is an oily black stone of unknown origin, which is widely found in wonders around the world. The other is a stone built under the Valyrian dragonfire.

Even within the Valyrian Freehold, Valyrian steel weapons are extremely rare, and only nobles are qualified to possess them, which is why so few circulate outside the city.

For example, the Stark family's ice, the Tarly family's broken heart, and the Mormont family's longclaws, etc...

These were all commissioned by the nobles of Westeros to be forged by Valyria at great expense.

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Despite his sword being broken, Viserys remained calm. He rolled away once again to evade the man's pursuit, and with the broken sword in hand, swept it towards his knee, forcing the man back.

He then flipped himself to his feet, holding the broken sword in one hand and drawing the Valyrian steel dagger from his waist with a whoosh with the other.

"Roar--"

The general, clad in full armor, roared as he gripped his sword in both hands and charged forward once more.

This time, after his attack was dodged by the silver-haired youth again, the broken sword in the youth's hand deftly slipped through the gaps in the armor and cut open the flesh of his thigh.

Immediately, just as the general was in pain, another sword severed his sword-wielding wrist.

puff--

Viserys lunged forward, wielding a Valyrian steel dagger, which pierced his opponent's throat with lightning speed.

thump--

With a dull thud, the tall, black-haired monster collapsed to its knees.

Blood gushed from his throat, staining his armor crimson. His body convulsed slightly, but the crimson in his eyes quickly faded.

He then looked up at Viserys and, with his last bit of strength, pointed in the direction where he was sitting not far away.

What are you trying to say?

Viserys took a deep breath, his brow furrowed as he raised his head, unsure of what the other was implying.

But the Valyrian nobleman was no longer able to explain, and his body fell heavily to the ground, whereupon a massive cloud of black mist was absorbed into Viserys's body.

The soldiers surrounding him and those about to arrive all turned into a cloud of black mist, which was then absorbed into Viserys's body.

How did they disappear?

The red-haired girl standing behind Viserys was holding a package containing five dragon eggs, her face still showing some surprise and uncertainty.

The sudden change happened too fast. One second Viserys' sword was cut in half and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, but the next second Viserys suddenly seized the opportunity and instantly killed his opponent.

After the Valyrian nobleman who was in charge fell, all the soldiers under his control around him turned into black mist and disappeared from the spot.

"Roar--"