Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 195 The Priest of the Seven Gods Forced to Leave the Group

"You" was stunned for a while. The young fire mage who used all his strength to ignite a small flame on Tyrion's beard recognized Dany, and said coldly, "This is not a place for mortals to come."

"I know, it's a gathering of mysterious people." Dany nodded with a smile.

Before Master Huo could reply, she put away her smiling face and said solemnly, "Actually, I am a priestess."

"Priest?" The Moonsinger came from the Jogosnai Plain, with a big head, pointed face, sallow skin, long black hair, and a skirt with colorful patterns on a yellow background.

She was dressed in an obvious woman's attire, but the words that came out of her mouth were rough male voices.

Dani was taken aback, a big guy in women's clothing?

"Yes, I am a priest!" she emphasized again.

"That god you believe in, why didn't I see his symbol on your clothes?" asked the big zebra man.

"I serve the Seven Gods."

Gangster

Shadowbinder

fire mage

wizard

"A little self-conscious, let's go!" The young fire mage waved her away impatiently.

"I am really the priest of the Seven Gods, serving—"

Shadow Binder interrupted her coldly: "We all know the virtues of the Seven Gods, seven wooden stakes, and the archbishop of the Church of the Seven Gods cannot light glass candles."

"It's better to just believe in a dark demon god than the seven gods. The priests and monks of the seven gods are all pseudo-mysterious people. People like you are not welcome in our party."

Dani is indeed a priest of the Seven Gods, the self-proclaimed archbishop of the Church of the Seven Gods in Slaver Bay, isn't she a priestess?

But she never imagined that the priest of the Seven Gods had such a bad reputation in the "industry".

No one wanted to take her to play, so she was forced to leave the group directly.

"This is prejudice!" Dany said angrily: "You bring a glass candle and see if this priest can light it."

"Hmph, where do we find glass candles now?"

The young man thought she was making excuses and looked very angry.

Another old black fire mage cast a cold glance at Dani and said, "Forget it, she's looking for death, so let her in."

The zebra man in women's clothing has a conscience, frowning and persuading: "You may not believe it, but mysterious people are not so easy to contact. You have neither talent nor god's blessing, and you may be entangled by curses."

"Curse? Are you going to curse me?"

"That's impossible, but" the big man's ugly pointed face showed hesitation, "Ordinary people will be affected by high-level magic power, don't you understand the physiological structure?"

At this moment, Dany has met all six mystics, and she was horrified to find that she could see through the young fire mages, knowing the depth of their magic power and the root of meditation without the other party being aware of it.

The fire mage's eyes are full of flames. The basic meditation technique is different, and the color of the flames is different. The flames of the old black man are purple, but the height of the flames is less than half that of the young people.

It seems that age does not determine the depth of skill.

That's right, her dragon has only been born for less than two years, and her magic power has just recovered, so everyone is on the same starting line.

The wizard with blue lips is also a two-handed sword. The blue mist in the sea of ​​consciousness is extremely thin, and he looks like a novice who has just started.

There was a crescent moon in the black eyes of the Moonsinger, the crescent moon was like a sickle, and the jade color was hazy. Dany felt that his skill was similar to that of the young fire mage.

As expected, the strongest person is the Shadow Binder from Asshai.

In the blue eyes behind the wooden mask, there are distorted black shadows, like a wave of erratic fire.

If she hadn't noticed the face distorted by the shadow at a certain moment, she would have thought it was a black flame!

But compared with Dani's vast ocean-like nine-color vortex, Shadowbinder is also a joy!

She felt relieved, ignored the dissuasion of the big brother Moonsinger, and followed into the stone path.

Turning around in the narrow cracks and walking for about half a mile, a group of seven people came to a cold basement with a width of [-] square meters.

An old slave with thin blue hair and pale skin was waiting at the door with an oil lamp. When he saw the old fire mage in front, he took a step back and bowed respectfully. The wooden door backed out.

Under the oil lamp, a glimpse of the old slave's appearance, Dany couldn't help but look shocked.

His face was like a portrait of a person drawn in ink soaked in water, with a nose on his forehead, a mouth next to his left ear, and two eyes between his brows and his chin.

A deformed monster!

Everyone else seemed to be surprised, and it was hard for Dani to ask aloud.

The basement is surrounded by gray slate walls and gray floors. It is empty, with nothing in it. The ceiling is so high that it is seven or eight meters high, and even the light cannot shine on it.

After entering the basement, the other six people stood against the wall next to the oil lamp. Dani suppressed her doubts and stood next to the big brother Moonsinger.

"Papa papa!" The old fire mage slapped his hands and said in Valyrian with an accent: "Let's gossip, let's show each other's skills first, and then talk about the deal."

His skillful and relaxed demeanor and movements all indicate one thing: this is an old driver!

"I'll come first." The young fire mage came up to the center of the hall, facing everyone, and generously took out two fist-sized glass bottles from his waist pocket.

He also deliberately held the bottle to let Dany and the others see clearly.

One fiery red powder, like chili powder; one greenish brown, like pepper powder.

Do you do barbecue?

He squatted down, unscrewed the glass bottle with slow movements, held the mouth of the bottle with both hands, turned the bottle over, grabbed two handfuls of powder, and put the bottle on the ground in front of him.

"Look out." Reminding everyone, the yellow flames in the young fire mage's sea of ​​consciousness shot up three feet, each holding a powder with his hands together, and shouted: "Blood Dragon Dance!"

"Boom!" With clasped hands, two groups of sparks the size of a rice cooker appeared in front of the young man, one red and one blue.

The burning smell of sulfur and saltpeter permeated the stone room, a little choking.

Then, the young man danced like an epilepsy, and the two sparks gradually stretched and deformed, turning into two giant dragons.

Well, two lumps.

Not only are there no details such as eyes, nose, mouth, scales, etc., but there are also no huge two hind legs, just like a mischievous five-year-old child kneaded out of the dough that his mother used to make dumplings.

The young man's complexion was flushed, the veins on his neck and forehead were exposed, and two streams of sweat flowed from his nose. Finally, the red dragon and the blue dragon slowly approached and became entangled together——

Pfft, off.

"Okay, okay, okay!" When Dani was about to hiss "cut~~", the other two fire mages clapped their hands excitedly and shouted three times in succession.

The appearance of being so excited that he couldn't hold it back was not at all pretending.

Is it really good?

Dany was sullen, and was about to ask "What's the good thing?" The wizard of Qarth stepped forward and said with emotion: "Lisbon, you are indeed the most outstanding mage of our generation, I am not as good as you are."

The young fire mage nodded proudly, "If the Haihong wizard returns to Qarth to study for two years, he might have a chance to reach my current level."

Dany's stern face almost cracked.

When Lisbon bent down to pack the glass bottles and returned to the stone wall, the old black man looked around and asked, "Who is second?"

"Me." Shadow Binder's voice was hoarse, and he stepped out.

Standing in the middle of the stone room, the Shadow Binder took off his backpack, and took out a vegetable bowl (?), a bag of charcoal, and a thumb-thick glass bottle filled with half a tube of dark red liquid.

Binder put the charcoal into the iron basin and lit it. The charcoal burned quickly, and the reddish flame rose two feet high, spreading waves of heat in the cold basement.

Shadowbinder baked his hands at chest height above the brazier, uttering incantations Dany could not understand.

The stone chamber seemed to open the cooling valve. Gradually, the hot air flowed away, and there was a penetrating chill in the air, the eerie chill in the cold tomb.

Dany was shocked to see the shadow behind the Shadow Binder twisting. At first, it was as soothing as a branch sprouting. The faster the rhythm of the spell in the Shadow Binder's mouth, the shadow gradually danced fiercely.

Eventually, a dense forest-like ocean of shadows appeared on a wall behind Shadowbinder.

"This bottle of blood comes from a nobleman." Shadowbinder said, holding up the small glass bottle.

Then, she uncapped the bottle and poured the blood on the brazier.

"嗤嗤" The scorched stench filled with white smoke, making people want to vomit.

A scene that shocked Dani appeared. The shadow behind Shadowbinder slowly moved closer to the center, and the blackness became thicker and thicker.

She had never imagined that a shadow could be so dark and dull, it would send chills all over the body just by looking at it, freezing one's soul.

It's like a two-dimensional paper figure stuck on the wall, struggling to enter the three-dimensional world, when a blurry human figure actually walks out of the wall!

It is like a sleepwalking patient, wandering aimlessly in the room, silently, approaching the oil lamp, the shadow changes from light black to thick black, recedes into the shadow, and the chromaticity weakens accordingly.

Strangely enough, the brighter the fire, the sharper the shadows.

"Gudong!" Dani swallowed, turned her head to look, and found that the others were worse than her, her face was terrified, and she was dumbfounded.

In an instant, she looked better, as if she had drawn courage from the cowardice of others.

"It's so powerful, you may drive it to kill people?" She asked.

Shadow Binder gave her a surprised look, wondering that she was not affected by his blood magic.

The other people showed fear, more because they were suppressed from the soul level when facing higher-level witchcraft.

This priestess of the Seven Goddess is not simple!

"I can't control him," said Shadowbinder.

"he?"

The Yashai woman explained earnestly: "I use the nobleman's blood to summon the nobleman's shadow, and the nobleman's soul is projected on his own shadow, but he has his own will—even if it is a chaotic and ignorant will."

"Is it because you are not strong enough, or is there some other reason? I heard that someone can use shadows to kill people from a distance, just like using servants."

Shadow Binder looked at her strangely for a while, never expecting that this powerless fake mysterious person would dare to say such a thing to himself.

I am the most notorious shadowbinder, and I am still playing with a nobleman's soul!

Are the ignorant fearless?

"Impossible," the woman with the wooden shell mask shook her head, and said with certainty, "I have said that the shadow is attached to the soul of the nobleman. The soul is the combination of will and spirit. I can only guide it, but I cannot guide it."

It's not like he can't kill someone.

I am indeed not strong enough, but even if one day I have enough state to drive it to kill, there is a prerequisite that must be met - he himself wants the victim to die.

Do you understand it?

The Shadowbinder can only guide and entice the shadow to act, but cannot distort its will.Just like no one can make normal people on the street commit suicide with just a word. "

(End of this chapter)