Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 718

The big sparrow clamped Aegon's shoulder with his left hand, and patted the top of his head with his right hand, a flame of dazzling white light spewed out from his palm.

White flames spread down from Aegon's top door and burned all the way. His spirit body was distorted in the holy flames, as if it was not real, and his face was also distorted with pain. He opened his mouth and howled, but others could not understand A voice from the soul.

But the effect of the white flame was indeed powerful. No matter those black shadow touches penetrated into Aegon's body or hung on his body, none of them escaped the burning of the flames. They burst into black mist one by one and dissipated in the white flame.

"Damn it!" Erlu cursed, put his hand on the hilt of his sword and asked the red-robed woman beside him, "Can only Wagang weapons attack these phantoms?"

"The red sword was born before the invention of Wagang, and it has miraculous effects against strange ghosts, but" Aunt Mei was uncertain, "Why don't you go up and try it?"

Erlu was also really brave. With a click, he pulled out the Bright Messenger, which was shining with a strange red light. With firm eyes, he strode towards the Holy Sparrow.

"Ah!" The Valley Knight was furious, "blasphemy, blasphemy, heretics, followers of evil gods!"

"Defend the saints big-sparrow!" The old monk of Snakewood City shouted, and immediately

Uh, just as he was about to attack the Flaming Red Heart Knight's line of defense, he was slapped on the forehead by the pockmarked Richard's sword spine, and passed out.

In fact, there is no need for the protection of believers. After receiving King Aegon's soul, the stairs made of golden light beams will automatically go up, almost at the speed of escape.

Uh, an illusion, it must be an illusion, how could the steps of heaven possibly escape!

But, when the two deer came to the fire with angry eyes and gnashing teeth, the Holy Sparrow had already led the dazed King Aegon into the gate of Heaven Mountain, and he was out of reach.

Moreover, the Holy Sparrow and Aegon did not stay for long, and after their figures disappeared, the milky white gate of Heavenly Mountain closed slowly, like a gate made of stone, which was gradually illusory and about to disappear.

"Daenerys, I know you're up to something, come out, come out!"

Erlu waved his fire sword, looked around, and roared loudly.

—Come out and let you cut it?Dani has seen the fate of not running away immediately after pretending, and she doesn't want to use her spirit body to resist his magic sword.

"Is he crazy? He is obviously the Seven Gods, why is he called the Dragon Queen?"

"He wants to turn black and white and shirk responsibility!"

"Blasphemy!"

Erlu's brave and fearless behavior deeply angered the Gudi people.

"Don't go, Holy Mother, Big-Sparrow, come down and fight the Red God King!"

Well, only the people in the valley believe in the seven gods, while the people in the northern border eat melons, and they think the melons are not ripe.

They were extremely dissatisfied with Tiantangshan’s slightly shrinking reaction: The appearance of “Dawei Tianlong + Tathagata God’s Palm” was so exciting, so sudden, the light and shadow effects of Tiantangshan were so good, and there was also background music. Can God teach the blasphemous King of Flames and Hearts a lesson, yet you retreat silently?

Dani was also very dissatisfied with this divine descent. One thought of the majestic Seven Gods was injured by a dagger, isn't it too useless?

At this time, it was time for a thunderbolt to fall from the sky, and a chain of lightning smashed the Erlu who drew his sword and looked around and shouted.

Too bad she can't.

Just one palm when he first appeared on the stage, the door of faith at this time consumes enough power of faith-the sparrow has prayed devoutly for ten years!

"The Holy Father said that faith belongs to the seven gods, kingship and secular struggle belong to the believers themselves, and he only makes the final judgment."

Fortunately, every castle in Westeros has a godswood forest, and every family that believes in the Seven Gods also has a temple, and every temple has monks.

After the Virgin Mary pretended to be forced to run away, there was a younger brother who patched up her behavior: giving a perfect explanation in line with the doctrine.

The old monk was knocked out by Richard before, but now Yoyo woke up, and when he heard the blasphemous words of the northern barbarians against the Seven Gods, he gave a serious lesson.

"Saint Aegon's soul has been saved by the Holy Mother from the hands of evil gods, and he has fulfilled his promise to believers—faith belongs to the seven gods.

The fight against Stannis the Blasphemer belongs to us, to all the faithful of the Seven in Westeros.

We want to form a church armed force, call on all the nobles of the seven kingdoms, launch a holy war, and defend the glory of the seven gods! "

"Qing, clang, clang—" the sound of a large sword being unsheathed resounded.

Uh, it wasn't that the people in the valley were encouraged by the old monk to rebel against Erlu, but the knight of the flaming red heart was so angry that he drew his sword to kill the old monk.

"You're threatening me, but I'm not afraid!" The old man held his head high, his expression firm, and he said every word.

Aunt Mei raised her chin and said calmly: "It's just right, the dragon egg is still not ready for hatching, and the priest of the Ability God can also please the great King of Light."

Immediately, two flaming red heart knights came out, dragged the old monk's emaciated body, and threw them into the raging fire.

"Ah, Holy Mother, show your miracles!" The old monk was covered in fire, but spread his arms to embrace death, and shouted the name of the Holy Mother loudly.

Even though the touch of shadows came winding like a snake, entangled his body and sucked his soul, his eyes were still firm and fearless, and he firmly believed that the Holy Mother would not fail him—even the false prince Aegon could go to heaven, he was sure More devout than Aegon, and more beloved by the Mother!

——Soul with such a firm belief made R'hllor even more happy. The eggshell in Aunt May's hand quickly fell off, revealing a monster the size of a kitten.

Heaven Mountain never appeared again.

Sorry, Danny the Virgin is offline

Can't hear, can't see.

Even if she could hear and see, she wouldn't save him, because his soul wasn't worth her money.

Saving Aegon was not because Aegon was more pious, but because he had a relationship with the Seven Gods, that is, through the back door!

In many cases, the faith that completely pins its hopes on the gods is so sad!

Therefore, the gentleman of Tian Xingjian strives for self-improvement!

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on people and God.

"Demon Dragon, did the Demon Dragon really hatch?!"

The old monk was a little person with no background. His soul fell into the hell of the evil god in despair, which only shocked and moved others for a while.

Soon, the magic dragon was born, attracting everyone's attention.

"Demon Dragon, this is a gift from the Great King of Light to the Son of Prophecy!"

Finally fulfilling her desire to hatch a dragon for many years, Aunt Mei was very excited holding the baby dragon high.

"Demon Dragon!" Erlu's eyes were wild, and he stepped forward a few steps, stretching out his hand and gently stroking the head of the black dragon whose eyes were still closed.

Feeling the hot temperature on the dragon head, Erlu excitedly announced: "It is the resurrected Black Death, Black Death Balerion!"

Well, in Westeros, Balerion is so popular.

"Bam—"

"what--"

While excited, Erlu felt a hot and humid tingling pain in his palm, and when he looked again, he was shocked to see that the head of the newborn dragon had exploded.

It's like having a firecracker stuffed in your head.

"Well, what's going on here?"

Then, something even more terrifying happened. The little dragon with black and red scales decayed visibly to the naked eye: its scales fell off, its flesh and blood rotted, and maggots as thick as fingers came out of its internal organs.

Before fully crawling out, the white maggot died trembling.

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the newborn little dragon turned into a puddle of stinky black blood.

Aunt Mei was holding the sticky and cold corpse water, her expression was dull and she was at a loss.

Erlu's face was pale, and despair and pain flashed in his eyes.

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this!" The red-robed woman murmured to herself, then brought the black, red and yellow putrid corpse liquid to her mouth, and swallowed it down.

Oh, it's not a mouthful, she put it in her mouth, and licked, teased, and tasted it vigorously with her pink tongue.

"Gudong—" Finally, she swallowed the liquid and said with a wry smile, "It died a long time ago, it has been dead for hundreds of years."

——This is a dead egg, which lost its activity more than 100 years ago, so it was forgotten by Targaryen in the Dragon Cave.

R'hllor answered the believer's prayer—hatched the stone egg, and he did it, bringing the century-old corpse to the world.

It is also because it has been dead for more than 100 years, so it rots so quickly in Melisandre's palm.

But Erlu was unwilling to accept this result.

"You said that a dragon can be hatched from a stone, but it is not a rotting dragon corpse that has been dead for a hundred years."

Aunt Mei couldn't give an answer, so she could only seek enlightenment from R'hllor in the flames.

R'hllor did respond to her.

Beside the fireplace, Aunt May said despondently: "No one but Daenerys can bring the dead dragon back to the world."

"Why? Could it be that the great King of Light is not as good as a mortal?!" Erlu's eyes were bloodshot.

"Daenerys is not a mortal. She usurped the position of the seven gods. She is also a demigod with special talents. It is not an accident that she can hatch a dragon, but it is the mission given to her by God to bring the dragon back to the world."

"If that's the case, choose her as the savior!" Erlu said with strong resentment in his voice, "You always said before that the long night can only be ended with the help of the magic dragon. Now I am doomed not to have a dragon. What kind of son of prophecy? ?”

Two days later, Sansa and Jon of Gate of the Moon received the news that they had rushed back.

Knowing Aegon's tragic death, Sansa fainted on the spot. After waking up, she looked at Erlu, who had always had iron-willed eyes, and couldn't help but her heart trembled a few times, avoiding the extremely spiteful gaze.

Jon's reaction was also unexpectedly violent.

If it hadn't been confirmed again and again, Aegon's soul would belong to the Heavenly Mountain of the Seven Gods, which would have been a relatively happy ending. Jon would have led the northerners to leave Erlu's team at that time-in fact, the two are basically in harmony now, if not And Cersei, the common enemy, has long since parted ways.

If the dragon is hatched, the above costs are all worth it, but after offending Jon and Sansa, he has nothing but resentment and curses, which makes Erlu very annoyed.

Aunt Mei looked hesitant, "Actually, there is another way to directly obtain a demigod-level adult dragon."

"A grown-up magic dragon is still a demigod?" Erlu opened his mouth wide and said incredulously, "Is there such a magic dragon in this world?"

"Yes, and it's in your hands." Aunt Mei said in a low voice.

"Speak clearly." Erlu frowned.

Excited red light flashed in Aunt Mei's eyes, and she spat out her red lips, "Dragon Binder!"

"Dragon Binder?" Erlu frowned, "Isn't that a horn?"

"There is a dragon soul in the horn, Vaghar!" Aunt Mei excitedly emphasized: "It is not Vaghar of the Targaryen family, but Vaghar, one of the oldest three-headed progenitor dragons in this era. Hal!"

"Only one dragon soul, what's the use?"

"Soul plus body, Your Majesty, what did you think of?" Aunt Mei asked with a sly smile.

resurrection!

That's how Jon was resurrected.

Erlu's eyes were deep, and he remembered the Dragon Queen mocking him that day in the wolf forest: Jon, who was resurrected by R'hllor, is the real son of prophecy, and you are just the cannon fodder for the king's pioneer, maybe all your efforts are in vain. will be cheap for him.

"Jon Stark, is he the Son of Prophecy?"

(End of this chapter)