Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 1117 Cersei Demon Four
Countless years later, maybe the Divine Comedy will be spread to the multiverse. Dear readers, the "Divine Comedy - Hell Master Chapter" you see now is the product of my dictation and artistic processing by old Aemon.

After reading it, remember to praise my name as "the ruler of the seven hells, the most supreme and holy, the most powerful and mighty second only to the seven gods, and the most beautiful and beautiful queen Cersei long live".

"Master of Hell, Queen Cersei, this shameless posture is indeed my old whore, hahahaha."

In the third year after Old Aemon left, I was being burned to charcoal on the volcano, and I heard familiar laughter.

It was so familiar that I woke up with a start.

"Little devil?" I saw a thin old monk smiling at me under the desolate and rainy mountain.

"Ah, can you see me?" The little devil dressed as an old monk was startled.

I can't let the dwarf see my predicament.

The thoughts were divided, the spirit was projected into the form of a fallen angel with bat wings, and the powerful coercion of three and a half soul sublimation was fully activated.

"Little devil, what do you mean by waking up the Lord of Hell?" I said in a low voice, trying to imitate the cold and monotonous tone of the Black Madonna.

"Demi god?????"

The dwarf under the banana tree was paralyzed by fright and fell sideways on the muddy waterway.

Seeing this scene, I felt extremely proud and happy, and I couldn't even feel the pain of the volcanic burning.

"Demigod? Huh!" I snorted coldly pretending to be disdainful.
"I am the number one under the seven gods, and I am the most respected in hell. I am the emperor of hell!" I dragged out the tone like singing an opera.

"Seven layers of hell, is it true what is written in the Divine Comedy? Your soul has been sublimated three and a half times?" The dwarf was stunned.

"If it wasn't for R'hllor's insidious deceit, I might have given birth to a second pair of wings." I said resentfully.

"L'hllor"

The dwarf couldn't accept the fact that I was fighting for hegemony with the former No. [-] true god at all, and stood there in a daze.

"How did you become a monk?" I asked.

If the dwarf was smooth and happy, I'd hate it.

Seeing him now as a skinny and weather-beaten old bacon, the inexplicable hatred for him has inexplicably decreased a lot.

"I'm practicing."

It was strange that for the first time in our lives we communicated so calmly.

At that moment, I forgot the hatred that he didn't give me a single merit point.

Considering how he took care of Myrcella and even gave her his Jean Island, my hatred for him was permanently reduced by half.

"Hey, why do you still practice penance? You are born greedy and lustful, hypocritical and vicious, insidious and cunning, doing all kinds of evil, doing good but not doing good, ridiculous. How can you break through the demigod priest?

How about going to the underworld to be a real little devil, I will be the Lord of Hell, and you will be the General? "

Very rare, I have moved my heart to the dwarf.

The dwarf's little dry face, which was already tanned by the scorching sun, turned even darker, "I am better than you anyway. If you can sublimate, I can do even better."

"By the way, why can you sublimate your soul four times in a row in just a few decades? Qizang is nothing more than that." The longing in his eyes was not concealed.

"Hahaha, are you envious? This is talent!" I laughed triumphantly.

"What's the trick? I'm only one step away from becoming a demigod priest." The look of anticipation in the dwarf's eyes grew stronger.

"As long as the faith is devout enough, the sublimation of the soul is very simple. To be honest, I have been studying the witchcraft of beauty and desire painstakingly, and I have never deliberately pursued the sublimation of the soul."

"Do you know the roots of the Seven Gods?" the dwarf asked hesitantly.

"Daenerys is the Seven, but the Seven is not her."

"You actually know?" The dwarf was shocked, "You know, you are still so devout? Just because I know her identity, I still can't pass the test in my heart."

"As long as I know that she is the strongest in the world, no matter what her identity or creed, I will be devout. I am sure that the stronger she is, the more devout I will be. It's that simple."

The dwarf's expression twisted, "So, your belief is power, not the Seven Gods?"

"If the power of the villain R'hllor is the best in the world, I may believe in it, but it is absolutely impossible to believe in it to the point of sublimation of the soul. I also agree with the doctrine of the Seven Gods from the bottom of my heart."

"But have you practiced the teachings of the Seven Gods?"

"Whether I abide by the teachings of the Seven Gods has anything to do with my sincere recognition of the teachings?"

"Your thinking is not uncommon. Almost all shallow believers are like you, agreeing to the teachings, but out of desire and interests, they cannot fully practice the teachings.

But it is absolutely impossible for them to sublimate their souls.

Maybe, you are really weird, with special talents. sighed the dwarf.

In the next few years, Tyrion often chatted with me, even through the "Divine Comedy" spiritual projection to hell, and briefly summoned my spiritual projection to the present world.

"Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never end in a hundred battles. Since you want to compete with R'hllor for the hegemony of Hell, you can't deliberately avoid it.

You have to understand it, find its fatal flaws, learn and use its advantages.

Isn't it very experienced?

You can flatter it, flatter it, follow its words, and make up for your shortcomings in Transcendence. "The little devil advised me.

So, I entered the seventh level of hell again, looking for the group of friends who were abandoned by me.

Thanks to the dwarf for reminding me, R'hllor has really made great achievements during the years of separation from me.

First of all, it recovered all the red-robed monks and demons, and formed a systematic leadership team.

Then, the red god demon ran around to help it recruit troops on the fifth floor of hell, collecting tens of thousands of demons from the dark world.

In the end, the "Great Demon Sutra" was compiled as the classic teachings of the hell demon lord R'hllor, and it was widely disseminated to every evil spirit, devil, ghost messenger, and even living people in the secular world.

The accumulated sand formed a tower, and with the blessing of many believers, R'hllor became stronger.

Its majesty also makes me envious.

There is a guard of honor at the entrance and exit, the demon poet in the front is playing and singing, the eight strong demon generals in the middle are carrying the sedan chair, the four succubi in the rear are swaying red Bana flowers, and there are hundreds of young people shouting slogans.
Damn it, my people betrayed me too.

"Succubus. Will all women who practice sexual desire goddess meditation evolve into succubus?" Tyrion asked with a frown.

"It didn't work at the beginning, when I was the first to evolve into a fallen angel with bat wings, purple skin with magic lines, sexy little horns, and black hair and purple eyes, the images of those female evil spirits who practiced the idea of ​​erotic meditation slowly changed to I moved closer. In this way, there is the saying of the succubus family."

"Why do you say you are the succubus king?" Tyrion asked again.

"As long as I unleash the coercion, almost no succubus can straighten up in front of me, including that lowly maid Xirui Yangxin, isn't this the king?"

Tyrion nodded slightly, and asked again: "Can you control those little succubi?"

"Of course not. Our bodies are all tortured in hell. We can't control ourselves at all, let alone control others?"

"It seems that the Dragon Queen has not completely let go of the jurisdiction of hell." The little devil thought for a moment, and then asked: "Have you cultivated the song of the law?"

"Only divinity, no law." When I mentioned this matter, I was also very distressed. "I didn't have any talent for cultivation. I became a succubus by sublimating my soul to increase my spiritual power's sensitivity to the sea of ​​laws. In truth, my talent It shouldn't be top-notch."

"Laws are fundamental, and they are much more effective than false names such as the Succubus Queen and the Great Demon King of Hell. I can't solve your practice problem, it's not a faction."

"I have a good idea." The little devil thought for a while and said.

"Tell me." I asked curiously.

"You marry R'hllor, make him the king of hell, and you are the queen—"

"Impossible," I interrupted angrily, "that little man is ugly and vicious, and more annoying than Robert."

"But one thing, it is right, it is the person who does great things, and it is the theoretical master of hell. You are all trapped in your body, but it is free.

Don't join with it, it will always be secretly plotting you.

Think about it, it spent more than 6000 years plotting the Dragon Queen, what a terrifying person?

On the contrary, if you dispel its vigilance, its wisdom will be used by you, and finally achieve your infinite glory.

Don't doubt, R'hllor's strength is not good, but the level of training others is absolutely first-class in the world.

Balerion is its apprentice, who founded the Valyrian Empire for 6000 years, and the Dragon Queen also used the great wizard's meditation method as the foundation to achieve today's achievements. "

There seemed to be some truth to what he said, but I still couldn't make up my mind.

I thought of Jaime, I've been looking forward to forming a "Two Lions of Hell" with him, maybe even have a real demon Joffrey?

Now that James is not young, and he has a lot of sins, maybe he can go to hell with me?
Even if he can go to heaven with his merits, he will definitely be willing to accompany me to swim in the oil pan, climb the knife mountain, and jump into the sea of ​​fire
If James was present that day, R'hllor wouldn't want to plot against me easily.

I have spoken my thoughts to Tyrion.

He seemed a little anxious, "Belerion betrayed it and took away its Song of Fire. The Dragon Queen is even more ruthless, but I believe that you can surpass them both. After all, you are also an expert. Think about Robert."

"Cersei, I believe in your abilities!" he said sincerely.

"After I married it, I have been with it for a long time. If my soul is sublimated again, will it feel threatened and interrupt my promotion again?" I began to hesitate.

Tyrion thought for a while, then sighed, "Of course. But don't worry, I'll consult an expert for you."

"Who?"

"Qizang!"

I heard that it was St. Matthew, and I was full of expectations.

After the end of the long night, Saint Matthew came to Hell together with Arya the Longface, Arya is the ecstasy, responsible for dealing with the evil spirits who died and failed to go to hell.

St. Matthew did not hold any position, but walked barefoot in the seven hells.

He made a sacred oath: If you don't save all the demons in hell, you will never go to heaven.

That's a ruthless man!
He has appeared in mountains of knives and seas of fire, pans of oil and glaciers. He has also appeared in the Eighteenth Division of Punishment. He is also suffering from the sufferings of evil spirits.

"If I don't feel your suffering, how can I persuade you to be kind and compassionate?"

These are his original words.

When the evil spirits were howling on the execution ground, he would recite the scriptures of the Seven Gods, and use compassion to dissolve the resentment and resentment in the chest of the evil spirits.

I have also been talked about by him a few times, and the sound of compassion made my head almost explode.

Qizang does not have the secret technique of soul sublimation, but I also gave me a little technique: when a person is idle, his mind tends to wander. If you can restrain your thoughts and use the wandering mind to recite the Seven Gods Mantra in your subconscious mind all the time, Can resist any form of soul attack.

Although I can't do it now, I believe Qizang's words.

The process of marriage is easier than imagined, but there are also unexpected difficulties.

Hearing that I was willing to regard it as the king, R'hllor happily agreed despite Xirui Yangxin's dissuasion.

Well, I didn't know it before, but Siri has been plotting the position of Queen of the Shadow Demon.

At first, I was still a bit reluctant, but when I saw someone robbing me, especially if the other party was a woman, I immediately cheered up and my desire to compete increased sharply.

"I chose you to be queen because you have a destiny!" When I wrapped around R'hllor's majestic snake waist like a vine, it pushed me away.

What was more unbearable to me than the thing that forced me to do was the rejection of my enthusiasm.

I was very angry at first, and I was going to get out of habit.

Suddenly, the word "destiny" reminded me of Tyrion's exhortation: R'hllor's knowledge is second only to the Virgin Mary who controls destiny. You should listen more, learn more, ask less, and get angry less. When you are angry, Most stupid.

"What destiny?"

"You are the first evil spirit from hell. The virtual hell that Daenerys created in order to accommodate you is the prototype of the physical seven-layer hell."

"Really?" I was a little flattered.

"As Daenerys' lifelong enemy, of course I have to pay attention to her every action. In fact, I was planning to sneak into her belief space! The birth, division, independence, and growth of heaven and hell, I watched it all. In the eyes."

"Why didn't you sneak attack?"

"I was waiting, waiting for her to move the belief space out of Westeros, but unfortunately, she didn't."

"Isn't heaven universal? Foreigners can also go to heaven and hell." I wondered.

R'hllor seems to be casting contemptuous glances at me?

"The belief space does not belong to any region of the Seven Kingdoms, but it is also within the scope of the will of the Westeros world.

Do you know Green Prophet?

With the Three-Eyed Raven around, I can't sneak attack.

If I don't sneak attack, I can't beat Daenerys who has five dragons as helpers, and the Three-Eyed Crow will be sidelined. "

The disdain for R'hllor in my heart has increased by three points.

Daenerys wasn't a god then!
It can't beat it? !
At the same time, the awe of the Black Madonna also increased by three points.

Suddenly, I have a feeling that my soul is floating in the sky again.

Want to sublimate the soul again?

I quickly held back, R'hllor is still on the side!

At the same time, I recite the Bible of the Seven Gods in my heart, trying to maintain the feeling of sublimation.

"You—" R'hllor seemed to sense something, and his expression became vigilant.

"What's wrong with me?" I wondered.

When my soul sublimated before, I was like drunk and lost my self-awareness. Therefore, seeing that my mind was clear, R'hllor gradually dispelled his doubts.

Very dangerous.

"You are the first evil spirit in hell and the first fallen angel in the world. All the number one spiritual creatures in the world have destiny. For example, I am the first fire in the world."

"I have a destiny, what does it have to do with us enjoying the joy of fish and water?" I am very happy, very proud, but also very puzzled.

R'hllor sighed, and revealed the junction of the snake's body and the scorpion's tail in front of me.

After careful inspection for a while, I was stunned, "You only have a steel door, but no dick, and no small stove?"

"I was born a god, so where is the gender difference?" R'hllor said seriously.

"Daenerys is still the king of gods. Doesn't she have sons and grandsons?"

"I am a natural god, and she was originally just a lowly human being." R'hllor's expression was very proud.

"You dead eunuch, you don't even have a second child, why should I marry you?" I felt that I was deceived.

"I said, because you have a destiny, I chose you to be the queen."

I became more and more angry, "But what about me? I am a succubus, a succubus queen who cultivates the Dao of Lust, how can she be a widow?"

"Hey, what you said makes sense," R'hllor sighed helplessly, and slapped his lower abdomen, which swelled up like a lump of mud.

"Is this true or not?" I was dumbfounded.

"Do you know about giant dragons? Giant dragons have no genitals. Their bodies are full of fire. They don't need to pee. A steel door is enough to expel the carbon residue of food.

When the dragon becomes an adult and has the idea of ​​inheriting offspring, it will evolve ovaries and wombs in a short period of time.In this way, the female dragon can be distinguished. "

"Really?" I was a little shocked.

"Do you understand Valyrian?" R'hllor asked again.

"don't know."

"In Valyrian, prince and princess are both the same word, because Valyria is a civilization of dragons."

"Really?" I asked blankly.

"Hey, you should know about Asshai's prophecy, right?"

"The prince in the prophecy" my heart moved, "Could it be Daenerys?"

"It's Jon Snow." R'hllor shook his head first, then nodded, "But why do some people think that the Son of Prophecy is Daenerys, even though she is a woman?
The Asshai prophecy is written in Valyrian, and anyone who understands Valyrian understands that the prince does not mean a man in particular. "

"Could it be that giant dragons are also born gods?"

"more or less."

After R'hllor's second child was born, I practiced the technique of the Goddess of Eroticism almost day and night with him, and his realm has improved rapidly.

In less than ten years, my divine nature of lust and love has more than tripled.

Sometimes, when you reach the top of the mountain, there seems to be a wonderful singing in your ears.

After telling R'hllor, its complexion changed drastically, and it kept saying that I was hallucinating.

Auditory hallucinations are auditory hallucinations, as long as the happiness and realm are real.

Contrary to my bravery and diligence, R'hllor almost walked in place, and he became more and more unwilling to cooperate with me.

On this day, with great effort, I finally found R'hllor, who was practicing in seclusion, in a remote flame cave on the sixth floor of hell.

"Oh, subject!" I put a collar around R'hllor's neck, pulled the rein with my left hand, and the whip with my right, like a female general galloping on the battlefield.

"Take a break, my back is sore!" Lahlox's mouth was full of white foam, like an old scalper who had plowed the dry fields all afternoon.

"Sour, sour, I'm not an entity at all, and I have no weight." I continued to turn the clouds upside down.

"The avatar is even more terrifying, it's tireless!" R'hllor wailed.

"I've been away for half a month. If I don't fight fiercely for three days and three nights this time, I will never give up!" I said through gritted teeth.

"Ah, Cersei, you—"

I was stunned, as if a sword had been stabbed in my chest, revealing the long-standing emotions and memories inside.

"James?" I looked up blankly, and saw a tall old man with white hair and beard, wearing a seven-pointed star armor and a colorful striped cloak, sitting in a dark and cramped stone room.

I burst into tears, "Why are you so old?"

"You—" Old James' expression twisted.

"Me?" I lowered my head and woke up to my situation.

The scene was very embarrassing.

"What kind of artifact are you holding that can communicate between hell and the world?" R'hllor's cry of surprise broke the silence between us.

"You—" Old James still had a word stuck in his throat.

"You are Jaime Lannister, right? Hello, I am your sister's husband, R'hllor, Lord of Hell and Lord of Shadows." Like a gentleman, R'hllor sat up and nodded to James.

"R'hllor?! You—" James was shocked, but still struggled to speak.

"I'll see you in a few days." James turned over the chapter of "Cersei Demon".

I just sat there, motionless.

R'hllor moved and asked, "Continue?"

"You move, I'm not interested." I said dumbly.

"That treasure of James can connect the world, do you know what that means?" R'hllor said excitedly.

Jaime's old face, miserable eyes, and gray hair flashed in my mind from time to time, and I was really not interested in talking to R'hllor.

"Do you want to be holy in the world? If thousands of people sing your name, are you happy? You will have believers, and your believers will build a church for you, and the church will operate according to your will. You can even issue oracles and interfere Government affairs of the Seven Kingdoms!"

I got a little interested, "Really?"

"Do I have to lie to you?" R'hllor's eyes flashed, "I hope you can trick that artifact from James' hands. With it, we can dominate hell and the world."

"That's a volume of Psalms." I hesitated, and told R'hllor the secret of "Divine Comedy".

For the next few days, I stopped fooling around with Rhloh. I combed my hair, changed it, and chose clothes to make myself look like the innocent 13-year-old.

I want James to see the best of me.

It's a pity that the devil's horns and skin magic lines can't be covered up, and the identity of the devil can't be concealed.

James did come.

We talked a lot.

After learning about his experience over the past few decades, I suddenly felt very heartbroken and blamed myself very much.

"James, we" After a long time, I summoned up my courage, "We have no future."

James froze.

"I was still dreaming at first, to kill R'hllor in the future like I killed Robert, and then when you die, go to hell to be my companion.

Now I suddenly understand that at the moment of my death, the fate between the two of us will be over.

You deserve heaven, I deserve hell.

If you go to hell with me, my behavior is unacceptable to you.

But it is completely impossible for me to change myself for you.

Instead of torturing each other in the future, it is better to keep the beauty of the past and give each other blessings. "

"It's really not like what you can say." James didn't rush to argue, but seemed relieved, but his expression was a little strange.

"You're getting old, and I've changed too. The change is quite big." I said, I winked at him, "Do you feel it? I can go to accompany you"

"You can try it, I am the son of a warrior now, and this is the Great Sept of Baylor." James laughed.

Honestly, if he did call me outside the sanctuary, I'd give him a blast and steal his "Divine Comedy."

Unfortunately, he never found me again.

I'm a little lost, a little relieved, and happy for James at the same time.

Even if I am no longer a lover, I still love him. Perhaps, on the day when the world is destroyed, I will still retain the shadow of the handsome blond boy deep in my heart.

But within a few years, I started hating James again, full of resentment.

If he dies and goes to heaven, I will bless him.

But he shouldn't, he shouldn't have hooked up with that ugly woman, Brienne!
"Not only did they live together, but they also got married. The little devil presided over their wedding, a sacred marriage blessed by the Seven Gods." Littlefinger laughed.

(End of this chapter)