Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

In fact, most of the time, the Imperial Council had to send letters to the High Court to consult on any important decisions.

Fortunately, the empire is now running smoothly, and there aren't many things that require the emperor's approval to be implemented, which gives him more free time.

Soon, the wheels made a heavy thud, and the carriage drove into the Red Keep, heading straight to the most open area at the back, the Sacred Tree Forest, where it came to a stop.

Black Worm led a dozen Unsullied soldiers who followed the carriage the whole way, while the soldiers from the Summer Isles were responsible for escorting the large box. They carefully unloaded the box from the carriage.

At that moment, a woman in a red robe quickly walked through the corridor, but when she saw the large box, she suddenly stopped, her red eyes revealing clear shock.

"This is... the power of destruction."

She is Melisandre, the vice-president of the seminary and the leader of the Red God faith throughout Westeros.

Four years ago, the headquarters of the Crimson Cult sent the Red Priest Machir to King's Landing to "guide the work," but unfortunately, after a series of palace intrigues, Machir did not gain the upper hand. After all, Melisandre was one of the earliest followers of Viserys, and she would not be so easily squeezed out.

Therefore, Machir left King's Landing and is said to have gone north alone, where he disappeared.

What Melisandre is feeling now is the destruction within the 'Darkness and Destruction' depicted on that wall in the Red Temple of Volantis.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Have the demons of the underworld begun to awaken?"

Melisandre's face turned ashen.

At the edge of the Eternal Icefield, there is a powerful enemy that has not yet been dealt with, but trouble is coming again. Is this the beginning of the end of the world?

In fact, subterranean demons were not very active during the thousands or even tens of thousands of years of human history, so many people are completely unaware of them.

However, if we look at human history, we can see that legends of subterranean demons, like the White Walkers and the Long Night, exist in every corner of the world, such as the Fourteen Flames of Valyria, the Queen of Thunder, and the gods of the underworld.

Melisandre stood on the second-floor corridor and glanced down a few times. Her expression changed drastically, and she quickly gathered her sleeves and strode downstairs.

Meanwhile, Viserys, along with his squire Robb Stark and the bastards of the Iron Islands, had also arrived.

Viserys then nodded slightly, instructing them to remove all the wooden planks from the outside of the box. The soldiers exchanged glances before cautiously stepping forward.

Chapter 751 The Eastern World

As the planks were removed one by one, sunlight tore through the darkness, piercing through the iron bars and shining in, causing the onlookers to hold their breath.

Viserys narrowed his eyes as he stood directly in front of the iron cage, looking at the giant, dying monster before him.

It was over seven feet tall, or more than two meters, and its body was covered with scales and smooth, delicate skin, with a fin growing on its back.

Its hands and feet had transformed into sharp claws, capable of easily tearing apart human armor, and its eyes had turned crimson, their pupils murky and filled with utter savagery.

Its mouth was filled with sharp, fine teeth. It lay at the bottom of the iron cage, and a low growl continued to emanate from its throat.

"His Majesty."

"This is a demon from the depths of the earth."

At that moment, Melisandre, the high priestess, appeared before Viserys without anyone noticing and spoke in a solemn voice.

Although everyone avoided the iron cage like the plague, including the soldiers from the Summer Isles who brought it there, Melisandre was not afraid and instead came to Viserys' side.

"Ah."

"you know?"

Viserys, upon hearing Melisandre's words, slightly turned his head to look at the red witch beside him. In fact, he had known all along that Melisandre had come to his side, because no one could escape his senses.

However, he was more curious about Melisandre's possible knowledge of the monster.

However, Melisandre did not rush to answer Viserys' question. Instead, she looked at the monster locked in the iron cage, then slowly walked forward to the bars, observing it calmly and carefully.

"Madam... please be careful."

Meanwhile, the captain of the Storm, responsible for escorting it, spoke up in a tense voice, offering a reminder.

He kept his distance because he had personally fought this monster before. When Victorion suddenly went berserk on the battlefield, he massacred the native army of Lotus Harbor and even attacked indiscriminately, causing the deaths of many civilians.

Although its actions indirectly helped Asha seize Lotus Harbor and become the Queen of the Summer Islands, it also came at a great cost to subdue it.

Victarion has evolved more thoroughly than Gillian did before, because Gillian had been restraining himself, while Victarion actively immersed himself in the process of demonization after falling into a disadvantageous position on the battlefield, thus going on a killing spree.

The monster was finally captured at the cost of over a hundred casualties; it was an extremely tragic scene that the Iron Islands' bastard still remembers vividly.

"Ah."

Melisandre merely nodded slightly, but did not back down. Instead, she carefully observed the other party, and after a while, she turned to look at Viserys and spoke slowly.

“It’s like a magical creation, or more like it comes from the ‘City of the Dead’ Stia.”

"Stya?"

Viserys looked puzzled, and Melisandre, seeing this, didn't hide it and nodded to explain.

“I come from Asha, the land of shadows, Your Majesty.”

"Stia, the city of corpses, is located in the heart of the shadows. It is also known as the 'city of night' because it is never exposed to sunlight except at midday when the sun is at its zenith."

"And in the land of shadows, monsters and demons roam everywhere except for Asshal."

"Stia is a place that even the most skilled Shadowbinders, Warlocks, or Necromancers dare not venture into."

Melisandre has been in the Western world for so long that many have forgotten her origins. She comes from the distant Asshals and is known as the 'Ominous One'. Even the Dothraki are terrified when they see Melisandre, because they believe that the Asshals are all 'Children of Shadow'.

However, the Asheans are not actually children of the shadows, because the shadows cannot have children. Char's magical city, which is larger than Volantis, Qarth, King's Landing, and Oldtown combined, has no children.

"It's dangerous, Your Majesty!"

Melisandre looked at Viserys, then turned to look again at the monster, who was probably on the verge of death from not eating for a long time. She then abruptly looked away and spoke in a firm voice.

"I suggest it be put to death immediately, or banished to the shadows!"

Asherah is surrounded by demons and is in constant danger. However, more than a decade ago, around the end of the War of the Usurpers in Westeros, monsters in the Shadowlands, the Grey Wastes, and the Cannibal Desert began to riot, constantly impacting the human world.

The Golden Dynasty defended the ancient capital of Ichi against raiders from the Shadowlands, while on the other side, tens of thousands of Golden Dynasty troops were stationed year-round at the five-fortified outpost in the northeast of the empire to defend against monsters from the Gray Wasteland.

The Bloodless people of the Bloodless Cities, surrounded by gray wastelands and cannibalistic deserts, a necromancer who claims to have lived for a thousand years and is the sixty-ninth emperor of a fallen dynasty, and his capital city, Kakosa, etc.

The entire Eastern world was searching for a way to save itself, and it was at that time that Melisandre began to follow the records in the ancient books, leaving Asshal by ship to find a way to save the world, traversing the Jade Sea, Qarth, Gisca, and the Smoke Sea, and finally arriving at Volantis.

She then saw Viserys roasting a dragon egg in the fire of prophecy, and then concluded that he was the key to saving the world, so she set off for Andalus.

In reality, outsiders simply don't understand them, or they just treat them as a legend, but Easterners have been fighting these monsters for countless years.

Melisandre traveled to the West in search of a solution, but she never expected that these monsters, just as there are records of the Long Night all over the world, would also appear in the Western world.

Viserys remained silent for a moment after hearing Melisandre's suggestion.

He had seen similar demonic monsters in the ruins of Valyria. If Melisandre's account of the monsters in the Shadowlands is true, then...

"Is it a transformation of Victorion?"

The captain of the Stormwind quickly nodded.

"Open the cage."

Viserys nodded slightly after confirming once more and ordered them to open the cage holding the monster.

"His Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present paled, but Viserys showed no intention of changing his mind, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward to open the cage that imprisoned the monster.

"Form ranks!"

The Unsullied soldiers around them were also on high alert, raising their shields and spears and forming a circle.

However, Viserys stood motionless in the center, simply gazing silently at the seemingly dying monster in the cage.

Then it slowly raised its head, seemingly confirming that the cage had been opened, and its scarlet eyes fell directly on Viserys before it suddenly pounced out.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Black Bug raised his spear, trying to block Viserys's path, while Melisandre calmly retreated behind him.

However, Viserys shoved the black worm aside, and the monster pounced on Viserys at incredible speed. But the seemingly harmless human was even faster, reaching out and grabbing the monster's throat.

boom--

It crashed heavily to the ground, sending dust flying.

Chapter 752 Sober

The monster was drawn to the same aura emanating from Viserys, and Viserys was also able to sense it.

These black mist forces exist in places like the Bottomless Pit beyond the Great Wall, the Valyrian Ruins, the Shadowlands, and the Grey Wastes.

It can turn any infected surface creature into a demon, controlling their form and even their mind. Viserys's power is of the same origin as these monsters, but it's unclear why the black mist he absorbed and mastered didn't transform him into a monster, and the same goes for the black mist he sent out.

If these wild black mist powers are like unfiltered, toxic water, then Viserys is like a purifier, absorbing and utilizing the black mist that passes through his hands.

why?

No one could explain it to him.

However, when he grabbed the monster by the throat and slammed it to the ground, everyone present jumped, but Melisandre remained calm.

Especially the Unsullied commander who had just tried to stand in front of Viserys, was pushed by Viserys and fell to the ground with a thud. In the blink of an eye, he saw His Majesty the Emperor throw the fast-moving monster to the ground with an extremely smooth movement, like striking iron.

boom--

In the open space in front of the Red Keep's Sacred Tree Forest, the floorboards were cracked from the impact. The monster crashed heavily to the ground, instantly losing its appearance from the earlier attack, and was left lying on the ground, its chest heaving and groaning.

Viserys slammed the monster, which resembled a tiger descending a mountain, into a tiny kitten. Since it had been starving for a long time, the soldiers escorting it dared not feed it too much. Therefore, they only fed it a little bit of food every ten days, just enough to keep it from dying. As a result, it never got up again after being slammed.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

The monster lay on the ground, panting heavily. The savagery and destructive intent in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a hint of calm.

It wasn't that it was woken up by a blow; rather, Viserys had drawn the demonic energy from the monster's body.

The soldiers of the Summer Islands and their captains around them looked at each other in bewilderment. Only then did they remember that the man standing in front of them was the hero who had saved all mankind many years ago and had once faced the Night King alone.

For someone like him, dealing with a small monster would be a piece of cake. He truly deserves to be the emperor of the empire, the last hope of all mankind.

The soldiers around him were filled with deep shock and awe, while Viserys remained calm. He stood before the monster's head, looking down at it with a serene gaze, and then asked a question.

"Are you Viktorion?"