Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Chapter 756 The Black Death

Faced with the ever-approaching danger, Viserys did not choose to sit idly by and wait for his doom.

Firstly, it was to allow Qyburn to continue researching the changes in Victorion, thereby finding a breakthrough, unlocking the secret of his transformation from a human into this monster, and ultimately seizing that secret.

After all, he can evolve an ordinary human into a mermaid monster with incredible speed and strength. If one possessed such a monster army... the result would surely be chilling.

Secondly, there was an idea he had conceived many years ago that he wanted to put into practice: to visit the old monk on the Stairway to the Sinners in Norfolk.

The other party is a verifiable extraordinary figure with certain prophetic abilities, holding a transcendent status on the continent of Essos. Although few people know about him, Viserys hopes to receive some warnings through his conversation with him, much like the Green Prophet on Westeros.

Viserys made arrangements for what would happen after he left King's Landing, but in reality, there wasn't much to arrange.

His Majesty Viserys, the first emperor of the Valyrian Empire, seemed to suffer from the aftereffects of Aegon's conquest of Westeros. Invincibility is lonely, so with nothing to do, he rode dragons to travel the world. However, Viserys didn't travel much; his main symptom was not returning home...

The royal family has been living in Highgarden for four years now, and shows no sign of wanting to return to King's Landing.

At first, the officials in King's Landing thought it was a problem with the city's air quality that had driven away the noble imperial family. However, even after the sewer problem was solved, they still showed no signs of returning.

Nowadays, only Viserys, the little queen riding a dragon, and Princess Daenerys occasionally stay in King's Landing; otherwise, few members of the royal family come here.

Oh, of course Prince Aegon wasn't included.

Since Prince Aegon decided to 'voluntarily' embrace the Seven, he had implicitly relinquished his surname, just as Maester Aemon, son of Mech I, the greatest maester of the Targaryen family, had devoted himself to his responsibilities, abandoning his surname, status, and bloodline.

Brother Aegon has now grown into a man and become one of the most talented monks in the entire Great Cathedral of St. Baelor. Because he is the current Archbishop's 'disciple' and comes from an extraordinary background, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he can almost certainly be considered the next Archbishop, and his future is equally promising.

Viserys boarded his old companion, Bellerion, and set off for Norfolk as the sun set.

On the walls of King's Landing, Varys, the Minister of Intelligence, and Illyrio, the Minister of Finance, stood facing the sea, watching the figure with its enormous wings spread gradually turn into a black dot and finally disappear where the sea meets the sky.

Then Varys shrugged slightly and spoke in a soft, feminine voice.

"Intrigue and trickery."

“Sin and ugliness.”

"This used to be the unchanging theme of this city, but now it seems to have lost its effectiveness."

King's Landing was no longer filled with these unsavory things, for blood and fire, fire was power, and dragons could breathe fire. Under their majestic gaze, all things in King's Landing became visible.

All the schemes and tricks were no match for a single burst of dragonfire. In particular, although Viserys made mistakes, his mind was not clouded; on the contrary, he remained clear-headed from beginning to end.

Once absolute power and authority are in hand, intrigue and deception become the most unacceptable things.

Varys was a master of this art, but now he felt helpless, especially when the word 'loyalty' kept surfacing in his mind, making him even more cautious.

Trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice.

Because only Varys himself knew that he had never been loyal to anyone, whether it was Aerys II, Robert, or his friend beside him. Unfortunately, Illyrio did not heed the words of his 'old friend'.

Have you forgotten our original dream?

"Varys".

The Pantos man with the yellow, forked beard looked displeased upon hearing this.

"Have you forgotten...?"

Illyrio took a slight breath as he spoke. Although he was certain that the great emperor had left on his dragon, he couldn't help but feel fear when he thought about what the emperor had done in recent years. He turned his head to look at himself and swallowed the words back down.

However, Varys also glanced at him, seemingly startled and annoyed.

He ignored the other person and hurried away with his hands inside his sleeves.

...

Viserys rode away from King's Landing on a dragon, and the black dragon Balerion's size had changed significantly over the years.

Although he has passed through the earliest period of rapid growth, just like a human child, his growth and development will stop once he reaches adulthood or the developmental period is over, and he will never grow any longer in this life.

However, the difference between dragons and humans is that dragons have a much longer lifespan, and their time to adulthood is not as long as that of humans, generally around sixteen years old. Dragons can grow from juveniles to adult dragons in less than ten years.

Even after they become adult dragons, their bodies will not stop growing, only at a much slower pace. Their bodies will continue to grow, never stopping, until the day they die.

The scales covering their massive bodies become coarser and tougher with age. The older the dragon, the thicker its scales, making it impossible for even a high-powered crossbow to penetrate them from a distance.

At this stage, the dragon truly matured into the 'overlord of the sky'.

They have no natural enemies or threats. The temperature of the flames breathed by the dragons rises sharply, melting even stubborn rocks, and their color changes accordingly.

The dragon flames that dragons breathe are mostly orange-yellow in their juvenile stage, but the color changes with their body color as they grow up and reach adulthood.

For example, the dragon flames that Bellerion spews now have reached a deep purple, and he has almost completely evolved into the 'Black Death'.

Its brother Rego spews green dragonfire, while Viserion spews platinum dragonfire.

These dragon flames, if combined with magic, might be able to forge black stone structures, as they have reached the required temperature. However, without the proper method, Viserys has not yet attempted this.

At this moment, the setting sun in the distance gradually sank below the horizon.

The black dragon Bellerion spread its wings and flew over the boundless sea. Ships were crossing the narrow sea one after another. The crew members looked up and saw the dragon in the sky and couldn't help but sigh. Then they heard the dragon's roar from the sky, which was carried far away by the sea breeze.

Chapter 757 Norfos

The distance from King's Landing to Norfolk is vast, and would normally take several months to travel, but for dragons, this distance is not a problem.

Viserys flew from King's Landing to Norfolk in just a few days, and during his journey he also made a brief stop in Pentos to catch up with old friends.

Even so.

Viserys rode his dragon across the Narrow Sea to Norfolk, a speed even faster than a raven's flight. However, upon arriving, Viserys discovered that this monk city nestled deep in the mountains seemed to be holding a grand funeral. White banners hung everywhere on the magnificent buildings in the upper city, and huge mourning halls could be seen from the sky.

However, when the dragon circled in the sky above Norfolk, everyone in the city was terrified.

"Oh my god!"

"It's a dragon! It's a dragon!"

This makes it hard for the Norfolk not to think of the period hundreds of years ago when they were controlled and dominated by the Valyrian Freehold.

Although Norfos, like Loras and Cohor, was founded by Valyrian religious dissidents, legend has it that a bearded monk who worshipped a secret god was dissatisfied with Valyria's free and lenient religious system, so he led his followers of the secret religion away from the Land of Long Summer and settled in Norfos.

They built fortresses and temples here and purchased autonomy from the Freehold, existing as its vassal state, paying tribute year after year, but under the protection of the Freehold. Later, in the war when the Andals invaded Norfolk, Valyria sent hundreds of dragons at once, instantly destroying King Cologne and his warlike Andal army, saving Norfolk from being conquered.

However, it was this war that instilled fear of dragons and Valyria in the hearts of the Norfolk.

Today, Valyria has been revived in the West, thanks to the efforts of their former neighbor.

In recent years, the empire has been expanding its territory, successively annexing Mil, Rhys, and Tyrosi. This has terrified the Norfoss people, who fear that one day an army of more than 100,000 men and eight giant dragons will suddenly descend upon them, repeating the scene of the Andal army being annihilated outside Norfoss.

Therefore, when the Black Death God Bellerion suddenly appeared in the sky above Norfolk and roared, many Norfolk people and bearded monks were on high alert, and the entire city trembled at the dragon's roar.

thump—

thump—

thump—

However, at that very moment, the three ancient bells of Norfolk—Num, Nara, and Niel—all rang simultaneously.

When these three ancient bells, which 'Long-Legged' Lomas called one of the nine wonders of the world, were rung, the entire city-state could hear them.

Because these bells tell every Norfolk what they should do now, including getting up, sleeping, working, resting, fighting, praying, and even when they can have sex.

"gather!"

"Hurry up!"

"Prepare to defend against the enemy!"

The Holy Guard soldiers, wielding long axes, began to assemble, and the city-states nestled in the mountains and hills were thrown into chaos.

Norfolk also has a 'Council of Governors', but this is only a formality, because all governors are chosen by the gods through priests, without any rules; some are of noble birth, and some are of common birth.

"What should I do?"

A dozen or so bearded monks stood helplessly in front of the ancient temple, for they did not know how to deal with the dragon. Their oracle had not told them, but only that they should try to influence the enemy with good intentions.

However, at that moment, the black dragon above suddenly let out a deafening roar, and the entire city-state trembled once again. All the holy guards who gripped their long axes swallowed hard, their palms sweating profusely. At the same time, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared before the twelve bearded monk governors.

Then a young man wearing a black cloak and with long, silver-gold hair walked out from there.

Good day, everyone.

Call ~

The dissipated black mist receded back into the black cloak.

"You are...?"

The bearded monk governor of Norfoss looked shocked, for this was a miracle and magic. An old monk with a face full of grime and a graying beard asked with a hint of respect in his voice.

In fact, Viserys no longer needs to prove his identity.

However, he had come here to ask for a favor, but after he explained his identity, he received an answer that he did not expect.

He is dead.

"Just a few days ago."

No one knew how many years this old monk had lived, not even the twelve monks chosen by the mysterious god present.

Because many of them did not come from prominent families, but only knew that since their grandfathers they had heard that there was a highly respected old monk in the ancient temple on the stairway to sinners.

He is the core of the entire Tantric faith, yet even his name and title are unknown.

However, he suddenly passed away from illness a few days ago. The incident happened very suddenly, and no one could have expected it in advance. In fact, because he was not often disturbed, his body was already decomposing when they found him, but this is quite normal for an elderly person of that age.

"Get ill?"

"died?"

Viserys was a little stunned by the answer, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He hadn't expected such a coincidence; just days before he arrived in Norfos, this 'prophet' of the continent of Essos had suddenly died.

Viserys remained silent for a long time, while the twelve bearded monks in front of him also looked uneasy. After all, the man before them was likely the most terrifying person in the world. Moreover, his incredible performance had just intimidated the bearded monks present. With the dragon above their heads, they dared not harbor any evil intentions.

Can I see him?

After a long silence, Viserys suddenly spoke up and asked.

"of course can."