Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!"

Rams, still kneeling on the ground below the throne room, wearing a black cloak, was deeply shocked as his heart pounded.

He never expected to witness such a horrifying scene; His Majesty the King truly vanished without a trace before their very eyes, turning into a flowing cloud of black mist.

These seem to correspond to certain rumors about the king.

Rumors say that the king possesses a terrifying magic that allows him to subdue dragons and hold his own against the Night King.

Some Allied soldiers claimed to have witnessed Viserys riding a dragon and using some kind of black magic to defeat the Night King, injuring him and forcing him to retreat, thus winning the war and saving humanity's fate.

On the other side, Black Bug, the commander of the Unsullied Legion, was kneeling on one knee, holding a helmet with three spikes, one of which was particularly long, symbolizing his identity.

Black Bug slowly stood up from the ground, clutching his helmet. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes also held an undisguised shock.

The scene before him overturned his understanding, and his long-held worldview collapsed.

"Hey, Black Bug, do you think His Majesty the King is still human?"

Seeing the black bug stand up from the ground, Ramsay realized that Viserys had already left.

He got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and turned around to ask.

Of course, Rams's words were not meant to insult Viserys, but rather to ask a sincere question.

He wasn't sure whether His Majesty the King was now a man or a god.

However, Black Bug only glanced at Rams; he didn't like the man very much, finding him too ruthless.

Black Bug's personality was straightforward and inflexible, so he ignored Ramsay and left the throne room with his helmet in his arms, his footsteps echoing.

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In a manor outside King's Landing.

The great sparrow was wielding a hoe to till the land when a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared behind him and then transformed into a human figure.

Viserys appeared beside him.

"You're the Great Sparrow?"

Chapter 560 Attack

"You're the Great Sparrow?"

Suddenly hearing a calm voice coming from right behind him, the big sparrow, who was wielding a hoe and turning over the soil in the vegetable garden, was slightly startled.

Although he was old, he wasn't hard of hearing; if someone walked up behind him, he should have been able to hear them, but...

The old man, dressed in a coarse, earthy-yellow cloth shirt with his trousers and sleeves rolled up and covered in dirt, put down his hoe and turned around.

Behind him stood a young man with silver-gold hair, a calm expression, and an unusually handsome appearance. He wore a black velvet brocade robe with gold thread stitching and a belt inlaid with emeralds. A metal dragon head medal was pinned to his chest, reflecting a faint light in the sunlight.

The silver-haired young man appeared behind the Great Sparrow at some point, looking at him calmly. When the Great Sparrow saw the newcomer's face, his pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes filled with horror.

"You are...?"

The moment he saw Viserys, he seemed to have guessed his true identity, but he couldn't understand how the other man had come to him.

Since becoming a devout monk, the High Sparrow has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Church of the Seven Gods, taking it upon himself to serve the gods, and rarely experiences such intense emotional fluctuations anymore.

However, Viserys' sudden appearance behind him still startled the Great Sparrow, even more so than when he learned that the Council had decided to purge the city of sparrows.

The old sparrow was shrewd and knew exactly who Viserys was the moment he saw him. Although he couldn't understand how Viserys had gotten there, he paused for a moment before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"The sudden arrival of the most distinguished guest from the seven kingdoms did catch the old man somewhat off guard."

Viserys suddenly appeared behind him, and the High Sparrow, knowing he had no way to escape, simply gave up resisting.

"There is a small house over there. Your Majesty may wish to rest here for a while, and we can have a proper talk."

The High Sparrow is now hiding in his manor outside King's Landing because he has no way to leave King's Landing, and there aren't many sparrows outside King's Landing willing to heed his call to resist the Iron Throne.

Everyone has land to cultivate and is very busy. Moreover, most of the landowners are knights and soldiers of the Targaryen family. The land was recently granted to them collectively, and if the High Sparrow goes there to preach, it is very likely that it will be taken back immediately.

"What surprised me more than my sudden appearance was that the High Sparrow, who claimed to represent the people and serve the masses, actually owned such a vast estate outside the city."

After Viserys sat down in the cottage in the manor, he looked around and then his gaze returned to the High Sparrow as he spoke.

Upon hearing Viserys's words, the High Sparrow's wrinkled face relaxed slightly. He poured the king a cup of hot tea, then shook his head.

“Your Majesty may not know this, but I swear to the gods that I have no selfish motives.”

"Your Majesty, I have taken this estate only to better serve the gods and the poor."

The old man, dressed in a coarse, earth-yellow cloth shirt and with gray hair, spoke in a hoarse voice.

“They won’t feel at ease if I’m unwilling to take over the estate.”

"We, the lowly peasants, are the ordinary majority."

"them?"

The silver-haired youth sat in the cottage of the manor. Instead of drinking the hot tea that the great sparrow had brewed for him, he asked a question with great interest.

But the High Sparrow simply shook his head; he was unwilling to reveal the forces and nobles in King's Landing who supported them.

"I might believe that you accepted this estate without any ulterior motives."

The High Sparrow refused to confess, and Viserys didn't force him, because just because he wouldn't talk didn't mean he couldn't find out; it was only a matter of time.

After all, the establishment of a new dynasty inevitably builds upon the corpse of the old one, and Viserys has also affected the interests of too many people. It is only natural that some people, after outwardly submitting, still want to cause trouble.

However, they can pull some tricks, but when it comes to the final reckoning, no one can escape, and Viserys will have them dragged out one by one.

Viserys's approval surprised the High Sparrow slightly. He had thought that someone as high and mighty as Viserys could never understand how someone could be so devoted to the beliefs of others and themselves.

"Are you willing to believe me?"

The gray-haired old man asked in return, his expression full of doubt.

"Everyone in the world does things with a purpose in mind."

"One of the purposes you mentioned is that. It's understandable that some people want to pursue spiritual fulfillment."

"If everyone in the world only loved money and beautiful women, wouldn't that world be too monotonous?"

Viserys, dressed in a black velvet robe, sat cross-legged on a chair, the hot tea in front of him steaming, and spoke calmly.

He noticed that a dozen or so sparrows carrying swords were gradually approaching the hut, but they showed no signs of panic.

Viserys' words made even the Great Sparrow, a master of debate and eloquent, hesitate, suddenly unsure of how to respond.

Could it be that all the things he did... were merely to satisfy his own spiritual needs?

"Your Majesty, what is your view of the gods?"

The High Sparrow was briefly confused, but his followers suddenly acted and made the decision for him.

"He's that tyrant!"

"Kill him!"

"Overthrow the Targaryen dynasty!"

A flock of sparrows, their clothes tattered and ragged, suddenly rushed in from outside the door, brandishing swords and blades, eager to seize the opportunity to kill Viserys.

Unlike Viserys, the High Sparrow was merely a mortal with a higher level of awareness. He was unaware that these people had approached the hut and launched a blatant attack on the king, and was immediately filled with shock and rage.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

Viserys once fought the Night King alone; how could an ordinary person kill him?

To deal with him, a long-term plan is needed. The High Sparrow originally wanted to persuade the kings of the seven kingdoms to accept his ideas by reasoning with them.

However, it was too late for him to stop it now.

Call ~

Viserys remained seated, when suddenly black mist erupted from behind him, transforming into two large hands that grabbed the two leading rioters and lifted them high into the air.

The black mist formed a giant hand that gripped the two men, causing them to scream in agony. The black mist, imbued with the power to drain souls and lives, instantly reduced the two to ashes.

"court death."

The silver-haired young man's pale purple eyes gleamed slightly before he looked at the others. The remaining mob were stunned by what they had just witnessed, still not understanding what had happened.

However, at that moment, one of the rioters suddenly seemed to go mad, swinging his axe and hacking down on his companion, beheading him with a single blow.

The other sparrows around them suddenly started attacking each other.

"Sanderson!"

"What are you doing?"

Upon seeing the scene before him, the Great Sparrow was filled with shock and anger. He didn't know what had happened, or why these devout believers had suddenly started killing each other.

Chapter 561 The Death of the High Sparrow

But before the Great Sparrow could figure out the reason...

puff--

A long sword suddenly pierced his heart from behind.

A former fervent supporter of the High Sparrow had a twisted hatred on his face, just as he had looked at Viserys, while shouting.

"I killed him!"

"I killed him!"

A fierce battle has broken out in the manor outside King's Landing.

However, Viserys, who should have been there, had vanished without a trace at some unknown time.

...

The arrest of rebels in King's Landing caused chaos, and people learned about this devout, just, and incorruptible monk through rumors.