Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Therefore, when Viserys was forming his divine body, he decisively separated his divine body from his physical body.

The divine body and the physical body are incompatible, because when a divine body is formed in the spiritual world, the soul that has already been materialized in the world can no longer be contained in the former physical body.

However, the other gods had no choice, so they chose to give up their physical bodies and truly die to become gods.

Viserys, having received the gift of the drowning god, wielded the divine sword and also obtained Naga's fire. Naga's fire merged into Viserys's body, and he instantly felt a warm power flowing throughout his entire being.

The ice and fire powers within Viserys are both restless forces, constantly vying for dominance. Therefore, Viserys desperately needed a power to balance the two, which is why he spent ten years after recovering from his injuries to refine his divine body.

The divine fire is one's own, and so is the divine body. It is a peaceful and gentle power that becomes the medium through which the two powers of ice and fire merge together.

Now, Naga's fire has merged into Viserys's body. He is essentially the divine fire of Naga, the first sea dragon in the world. Therefore, it has further strengthened the power of the divine body within Viserys, completely suppressing the restlessness of ice and fire.

The Naga Fire Seed greatly enhances the divine body, which is why it became the object of the gods' covetousness. If the Drowning God hadn't been strong enough, the divine fire would probably have been taken away long ago. But it was also the Naga Fire Seed that created the Drowning God's powerful strength.

Therefore, Viserys was greatly enhanced by the acquisition of the sword and the spark. He glanced at the Old Gods who were under siege on the other side, his eyes narrowing slightly. However, at that moment, the Black Death of Valyria fled towards them, speaking urgently.

"Help! Viserys!"

If any of the gods in heaven today knows Viserys best, it would undoubtedly be Balerion, the Black Death.

She remained dormant within Viserys' body for twenty years, watching him grow from a boy into a man step by step. She then broke free from Viserys and returned to seek revenge, using the body of a black dragon.

Now, the battle has raged for ten days in the heavens and ten years on earth, and it has reached its climax. Gods are beginning to fall one after another.

Although the gods of Westeros were quite powerful, they were no match for the overwhelming numbers. The Black Death's massive dragon body was already covered in wounds, with dragon blood constantly spilling out, as he fled into the distance.

Viserys, seeing this, did not hesitate and decisively joined the battle. The ones chasing the Black Death were the brother gods of the continent of Essos, Simoses and Cicero.

The brothers Seymour and Cicero were known in folklore as the 'river gods,' and they had their own altar on the Isle of the Gods in Braavos.

While not many people on the continent of Essos worshipped the gods Seymour and Cicero, many people knew their names.

Because on the continent of Essos, many bridges have statues of two gods carved at both ends, namely the brothers Simoses and Cicero.

It is said that as long as these two deities stand on opposite banks of the river, this section of the river will not flood, and the bridge will not collapse.

The brothers Seymourne and Cicero were not particularly strong; in fact, neither of them was as powerful as the Pale Child, who had just been killed by Viserys in a surprise attack.

If the Black Reaper were at his peak, crushing the two of them wouldn't have been difficult. However, unfortunately, the Black Reaper nearly perished hundreds of years ago and, as a 'will for vengeance,' he has been constantly involved in the cycle of reincarnation. He left Rhaegar Targaryen and came into Viserys' body, where he gradually began to recover.

She relied on Viserys to recover, but she could not fully recover. Thus, she was like a tiger fallen into a pit, bullied by dogs, and was chased all the way by the brothers Seymournes and Cicero.

At this moment, Viserys made her move, and her divine body revealed its true form for the first time. Her huge golden wings spread out, enveloping an armored giant whose height was over ten meters.

Behind the other person was a snow-white cloak, covered in bright silver-white armor, with long silver-gold hair. Their face was obscured by a mask, making it impossible to see their features, except for a pair of sharp, sword-like pale purple eyes.

This giant, over ten meters tall and clad in armor, was like an enlarged version of Viserys himself.

However, his eyes were still pale purple, and his hair was silver-white, unlike his original form, whose hair had been dyed snow-white by the heavens and whose eyes burned with icy blue flames.

Viserys, wielding a conjured giant sword, lunged directly at the brothers Seymournes and Cicero, startling the two river gods.

"Little brother Cissos, it seems we can't beat him!"

One of the tall, half-human, half-fish monsters spoke in a deep, honest voice.

"Brother Seymour, should we run away?"

The other brother, known as Cissoso, agreed with his older brother's point of view, nodded, and spoke in a simple, honest voice.

“We helped him kill two gods, so Rahlo can’t blame us.”

His younger brother, Ciceso, is also a half-human, half-fish monster, but he is not of the Deep One type; he is a true half-human, half-fish.

Seymour and Cicero each occupy half; if they were put together, they would form a whole fish.

The two brothers were very perceptive. Although they were indeed chasing the Black Death, they had just witnessed Viserys crush the Pale Child to death. Knowing that such an opponent was beyond their capabilities, they turned and fled.

"Want to run?"

Blood debts must be repaid in blood; Viserys certainly wouldn't let the two brothers escape so easily.

Moreover, the brothers weren't really trying to escape; they were merely avoiding direct confrontation. Once Rahlo defeated the Seven Gods, they would return with renewed force, and Viserys would naturally be merciful.

Chapter 992 Successive Falls

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When Viserys' divine body, a giant over ten meters tall covered in cold armor, took a step, the entire realm of gods trembled slightly.

Her eyes were cold and ruthless. Although she had the appearance of Viserys, she was not him.

Because Viserys still retains his physical body and has severed ties with his divine body, the divine body he has now formed is merely a weapon for him.

Viserys' divine form chased after the brothers Seymourne and Cicero, raising the greatsword he had conjured high and then bringing it down fiercely, as if he wanted to cleave the two fools in two.

Although the brothers Seymourne and Cicero may seem honest and simple, they are no less foolish than anyone else in their ability to become gods. When they saw Viserys chasing after them menacingly, they immediately let out strange howls.

"Cicero's brother!"

"Brother Seymour!"

"It seems we can't escape?!"

The two half-human, half-fish monsters howled and screamed, seemingly realizing they could not escape, and were forced to turn around and face their enemy head-on.

However, the brothers Seymourne and Cicero were no match for Viserys's divine body if taken individually. So the two burly men, the two half-human, half-fish monsters, huddled together in a very lewd way, head to toe and foot to head.

"this…"

Viserys raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing this scene; it was indeed a bit of an eyesore.

But the Black Death, who was already covered in wounds from the siege, saw this and Tong Kong shrank back, then gave a low warning.

"careful!"

It is clear that the Black Death has just experienced this move by the brothers Seymourne and Cicero.

Viserys heard the Black Death's warning, his eyes narrowed, and he saw the two brothers, who were tightly embracing each other, instantly transform into a bizarre fish with a giant head occupying half of its body.

It opened its gaping, black maw, which emitted an indescribable stench. Its sharp teeth gleamed like thorns, and its ferocious head had a pair of terrifying, black-and-white eyes staring intently at Viserys's body. Then, it roared and pounced.

The brothers Seymourne and Cicero merged into one, transforming into a giant fish that lunged at Viserys' divine form.

Viserys' intervention saved the Black Death, and the other gods of Essos, who were just besieging the Black Death and the Drowned God, naturally turned their attention to Viserys.

Ten years ago, Viserys killed the Trinity in a one-on-one fight. Ten years later, Viserys returned and killed the Pale Child with his first move. This made all the gods on the continent of Essos wary and unable to help but keep their distance.

However, they still pounced on them again, because all the gods involved in this war of the gods knew perfectly well that it was a war of life and death.

Once they joined R'hllor's side, there was no turning back. If the gods of Westeros ultimately triumphed, they too would face retribution, so they could only fiercely pounce on them.

A middle-aged woman, standing twelve feet tall and three meters six inches high, wearing a hood, gazed at Viserys' divine body, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

Viserys suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if a pair of hands were slowly climbing up his neck and tightening around him.

"The Weeping Lady of Ries"

The giant, over ten meters tall, clad in armor and with wings on its back, roared and swung the giant sword that had materialized in its hand. It broke free from the monster that the brothers Seymourne and Cicero had transformed into and swept the sword behind it, cleaving the phantom behind it in two.

The middle-aged woman who was shedding tears not far away suddenly let out a sharp scream. As if she had a premonition of something, blood tears instantly flowed from her eyes, and she stared at Viserys with resentment.

Then, the divine sword in the hand of the Viserys divine body cleaved down, directly splitting the Crying Lady divine body, which was over three and a half meters tall, in two. The body turned into a cloud of black mist and was absorbed, instantly disappearing into nothingness.

With Viserys' return, the war of the gods reached its climax. Drowning God, Black Goat God, Pale Child... In an instant, the realm of gods trembled once again, and the Weeping Lady of Viserys also perished in this war of the gods.

The temple of the Weeping Lady on the surface had long been demolished, and her followers had long since moved underground. But now they were horrified to discover that they had lost that faint connection with the gods.

However, for the mortal world, the gods in the heavens are constantly "going offline" and this is not over yet.

"Moo-"

Rumble...

At that moment, a magnificent red bull suddenly charged at Viserys, its hooves pounding violently, its eyes bloodshot, and white smoke billowing from its nostrils.

She is Red Bull Akun, a god who is not well-known on the continent of Essos, and there is also a temple to her on the Isle of the Gods of Braavos.

Every thirteen days, her pastor would cut open the throat of a pure white calf, give bowls of its blood to beggars, and then spread the teachings of the cow god, planting seeds and tilling the fields.

However, cow blood is not a valuable commodity, or at least it can fill one's stomach, so the Red Bull Akun faith has never been very popular on the continent of Essos.

However, at that moment, the enraged bull charged at Viserys, intending to pierce Viserys' chest with its horns or knock him away.

However, Red Bull's plan failed. Two large hands made of black mist grabbed the other party again and lifted him high into the air.

Red Bull Argon struggled desperately and roared, because he remembered the scene of the Pale Child being crushed by the giant hand made of black mist. He was terrified and called for his companions to rescue him.

However, the other gods of Essos, terrified, stayed far away and did not come to his rescue.

Viserys used the power of fire within him; the black mist of the underworld was the power of fire, which had a strong restraining effect on the gods in the sky. Therefore, when R'hllor could not tolerate the continued expansion of the Freedom Fortress, he rallied the gods of Asgard to destroy it in one fell swoop.

However, Lahllo did not expect the Valyrians to rise from the ashes and return so quickly.

The black mist of the underworld continued to spread into the heavenly realm, and Viserys, his eyes bloodshot with rage,...

"die!"

The next second, Red Bull Aquino's body also shattered into pieces, and yet another god fell.

Chapter 993 The Fall of the Drowning God

In the blink of an eye.

Following the Pale Child, Red Bull Algonquin and the Weeping Lady of Rhys also fell one after another, and this battle of the gods gradually became more and more brutal.

Meanwhile, the Drowned God gave Naga's fire and divine sword to Viserys, losing most of her fighting power. She wanted to escape back to her home, the Flowing Water Palace, to recuperate, but unexpectedly encountered an ambush.

As the most skilled assassin among the gods, the God of a Thousand Faces is undoubtedly the most feared deity among all the gods.

She disappeared when the gods of Essos besieged Viserys after the drowning god fled. Because of the long-standing feud between the Many-Faced God and the Valyrians, everyone believed that the Many-Faced God had gone into hiding to find a weakness in Viserys.

But no one expected that the Many-Faced God would not choose to besiege Viserys, but instead set his sights on the Drowned God, who was already seriously injured and dying, eager to escape the battlefield, and had little fighting power.

Call ~

The God of a Thousand Faces arrived amidst the mist, seizing the moment when the Drowned God was at her weakest, and plunged a dagger into her chest.

...

"The great drowning god has fallen!"

The Drowned Goddess fell above the Sunset Sea, her flowing palace collapsed, the souls of the Ironborn were filled with fear and unease, believing that the end of the world had come, and the living people on the Iron Islands were in complete chaos.