Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 186 Crossing the Demon Road

In the early morning of the second day, the Great Pyramid Garden Platform.

While checking the items in the travel bag, Barristan said worriedly: "I heard that as long as the Faceless Men accept the mission, they will not give up."

"There are always exceptions."

Dany is lying on the back of the big black and tied a belt, which is convenient for Whitebeard to ride. Today they will continue their previously suspended trip to Westeros.

The old knight is always just a passenger, but Dany can reach the state of "human and dragon unity" with any dragon-if there is no strong wind and Dahei flies at the highest speed, she can also dance ballet on his back.

"We can't pose a threat to the House of Black and White." The old knight said dejectedly.

"I have a dragon. The Faceless Ones in Slaver's Bay don't know that the dragon once threw fuel bombs at sea ships. Doesn't this make them alert?"

"Well, it's possible"

Jorah interjected: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The sky above Braavos is shrouded in fog all the year round, and the buildings on the ground can hardly be seen clearly from high altitude.

Braavos was established 900 years ago, and after only hiding for 100 years, it took the initiative to announce its existence to the world. At that time, there were still 300 years before the destruction of Valyria!

But the Dragon King of Valyria was afraid of getting lost in the dense fog. After taking a compensation from the Iron Treasury, he gave up the punishment for the descendants of the fugitive slaves. "

Dani shrugged and said indifferently: "Even if the negotiation fails, there is no loss. The Faceless Man is not as scary as imagined. Wouldn't the iron-headed Tinker Bell discover her identity?"

Thinking of the dozens of patrol dogs in the pyramid, the two white knights fell silent.

This time Dany changed her flight route, instead of crossing the Land of Long Summer, she crossed Slaver's Bay, went to Tolos on the opposite side of the bay, then followed Valyrian Road, flew northwest to Mataris, and then flew westward in a straight line Volantis.

The whole thing will be flying along Valyrian roads.

Because one of the allied offensive routes from the Windblown Group was this ancient Valyrian road known as the "Devil's Highway".

In less than two hours, Dany and the others saw the old Valyrian Freedom Fortress, Tolos, built on the cape.

Smaller and dilapidated than Astapor, almost on the brink of abandonment.

There are only a few flat-bottomed sea boats with lowered sails in the harbor wharf, and seven or eight crew members carry wine barrels, flour and other items from the ox carts docked at the wharf under the sun.

Sparse pedestrians are walking on the empty old gray stone streets, peddlers in sunhats are pushing carts full of colorful fruits to sell along the pier, merchants in silk clothes come and go in a hurry, sailors in short-sleeved shorts and The vulgar girls on the street make fun of them.

There is also a blue-clothed servant leading a one-story-high white elephant, yelling loudly to make way for the people in front.

When the breeze blows, the light yellow gauze curtain is lifted, and you can see the girl in pink looking around in the golden-topped sedan chair on the elephant's back.

The residents here wear loose robes in the ancient Valyrian style, with fair and smooth skin, and most of them have silver or light blond hair. They are typical Valyrians, and there are also a small number of Ghis people wearing Tokar robes.

Leaving the wharf area, the number of passers-by on the streets decreased rapidly, and some squares were even empty without a single person. The whole Tolos had a gloomy, old-fashioned tone, flat, and lacking in passion.

The urban area with a radius of one kilometer passed quickly, and there were manors on the outskirts, groves full of red apples, green vineyards, golden wheat fields, and scattered vegetable fields.

More land was barren, and a dozen sheep and a few buffaloes strolled leisurely on the spacious Valyrian Avenue.

"The total population of Tolos does not exceed [-], so their attitude is nothing to worry about." Dany laughed.

"There is indeed no threat to us, but it can become an outpost of the Allied forces, and even a base camp for legions to assemble." Barristan said.

"Hahaha, that's just right!" Dany laughed loudly. "The Allied forces are really showing signs of marching towards Tolos. I will take this city first and put the battlefield outside my territory."

Of course, there are slaves in Tolos, but separated by the slave bay with a width of seven to eight hundred kilometers, it is only an enclave, which will become a burden for Dany.

After two or three years, the results of the battles in Meereen and Yunkai are fully digested, and the next target is Thoros.

Tolos flew 200 kilometers northeast, and came to a three-way intersection. To the east was Mataris, and to the west was Polash.

Tolos on the peninsula can barely continue, but Polash on the Great Plains was destroyed by the Dothraki in the Bloody Era (PS).

Starting from Sanchakou, head east and enter the scope of Devil's Avenue, and the two people and two dragons once again entered the range of high-level magic energy radiation.

What's interesting is that this time there was no fluctuation in the perception of crisis in the great black sea of ​​consciousness.

This proved one thing to Dani. Dahei's sense of crisis not only stems from his own safety, but Dani's safety situation can also trigger his sense of crisis.

The road of ancient Valyria in the land of long summer was empty and deserted, but on the stone road to Mataris, there were caravans with few people.

Dozens of people, more than 100 horses, thirty or forty ox carts, stretching for four to five hundred meters.

Through the big black vision, Dany saw four double-headed monsters, eight dwarfs, and deformed children with many hands and feet, crooked noses and missing eyes, and there were too many to count.

She guessed the caravan belonged to Mataris.

After a hundred kilometers of gray-green wasteland, an endless black sea suddenly appeared on the land, the inner sea of ​​the land of long summer, the sea of ​​sighs.

Mataris is located at the northernmost end of the Sea of ​​Sighs, a giant black stone city with a radius of five kilometers. Square with fountain, giant roof empty garden.

Like Oros, the Valyrian city-state has no walls.

Not right, the demons of Mataris rebuilt a red brick city wall.

The red bricks fired from red clay and the red walls built with red bricks do not match the city with black as its main tone.

"Oh, why are there so many people?" Dani was disappointed.

"Moreover, there are many guards in the topless Babel Tower in the center of the city, so it cannot 'fall from the sky'." White Beard also said regretfully.

Well, Dany promises that if he finds Valyrian armor in Mataris, he will use it.

So the old knight also began to lose his integrity.

Or, get used to rushing and rushing?

The environment of Mataris is not better than that of Oros. It is also shrouded in mana radiation and full of deformities. However, this city connects Slaver's Bay and Volantis, with developed commerce and agriculture.

Dany found that there were also crops outside the city, but they were not wheat and other grains, but mostly strange deep purple chrysanthemums with bowl-sized mouths and dark red long-leaved grass taller than a person.

"Oh my god, that's a sour grass leaf, it's so, so much bigger!" exclaimed the white beard who tilted his head and looked at the ground with a telescope.

"Sour grass leaves?" Dany was startled, and after a closer look, it was indeed similar to the sour grass leaves seen in the farmland of Slaver's Bay. The green-red leaves were about three or four times smaller than the tobacco leaf grass.

The function is roughly similar to betel nut and chewing tobacco. Put it in your mouth to chew, and spit out the dark red juice mixed with saliva while chewing. Not only is it very unhygienic, but it will also stain your teeth blood red.

Dany hated people who chewed sour grass.

"Mutated, the plants here have all mutated in the magic energy radiation."

The sour grass leaves in the ground grew taller than the tobacco leaf grass, and the color was also a bit wrong. It became dark red, and the taste was stronger.

"So." Whitebeard pointed to the dark purple chrysanthemum below, and asked, "Does it look like tansy?"

"The color and size are different, but the branches and flowers are really similar."

Tansy has very high medicinal value, together with peppermint, wormwood, honey and a small amount of peppermint oil, it can be made into moon tea, a unique abortion and contraceptive drug in this world.

"It turns out that this ghostly place can't grow food, but it can grow medicinal herbs with stronger effects." Dani murmured.

Continuing to fly east, they still saw small fishing boats on the Sea of ​​Sighs, and large poppy trees on the shore.

The stone road leading to Volantis was not empty either, and a caravan could be seen within an average of fifty kilometers.

"Hey, there are demons attacking the caravan, it's so tragic!"

The two dragons couldn't help slowing down. Barristan picked up the binoculars and looked at it, and immediately got goose bumps all over his body.

The densely packed locust-like freaks dared not fear death and attacked the circle of convoys. Demons were slashed and killed every second, and then the nearby demons immediately gave up their opponents and swarmed on the corpses of their companions, grabbing them. When he found a piece of meat, he just squatted there and gnawed it regardless.

After eating, continue to attack.

From time to time, some caravan guards missed their hands and were dragged out of the defensive circle by the demons. The miserable howling stopped abruptly, and the terrifying sound of gnawing bones sounded.

After the demons were almost full, they left the avenue one after another, and burrowed into the nearby grass and woods, leaving behind a slaughterhouse, ignoring the large blood stains, more like a dining table whose plates were licked clean by guests.

Dani said with a pale face, "No wonder this place is called the Devil's Road. After going through this catastrophe, those who survived will lose their courage even if they are not crazy."

"I don't know how many demons are nearby. The allied forces form an array. I'm afraid these 1000 demons are not enough to kill."

Barristan was in a mixed mood. He didn't know if he should expect more such demons from hell and cause heavy losses to the Allied Forces, or hoped that the Allied Forces could return this area to a bright future.

After flying eastward for another two hours, the scenery in front of me suddenly became bright and vivid, with blue sky and white clouds, a scorching sun, green grasslands, fresh air, and even breathing became more transparent.

At last they left the gray and gray land of long summer and entered the great plain of the Lorne.

In order to pass through the land of long summer as soon as possible, both dragons flew at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour. It took about seven hours to take off from the morning, and they were already a little tired.

After seeing a herd of gray buffalo bowing their heads to drink by a stream in the field, Dany let them down.

Dahei swooped down first, a mouthful of bright red dragon flames ignited a strong bull that couldn't dodge, and the shallow stream beside it also "bubbled" white steam, and it took a while to calm down.

Barristan unfastened his knapsack, stepped across the stream, and with his sword drew a large chunk of beef blackened on the outside and bloody on the inside from the hind leg.

Cut off the charcoal with a dagger, put the sliced ​​meat in the lunch box, sprinkle with pepper, fennel, dragon pepper, cumin, salt and pepper powder, mix well and pass it to Danni.

He directly gnawed on the meat that was less than medium-rare, bloody, and didn't even put any salt.

"There is a primitive fragrance and sweetness." The old knight said intoxicated.

"As long as you like it." Dani said vaguely, biting a piece of beef.

　(ps: Era of Bloodshed - after the Valyrian Freedom Fortress Empire collapsed due to the doomsday catastrophe 400 years ago, the period of social turmoil in the Eastern Continent lasted for nearly a century)

　　

　

(End of this chapter)