Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

The candlelight shook gently.

Phoo~

Viselis' figure gradually dissipated, as if the wind had blown away the sand and dust, it slowly turned into a flowing black mist under the shining of candlelight.

Then it condensed again not far from the bed.

Veserys opened his eyes and saw that he was slightly lost in thought at the position where he had just been sitting by the window.

"so amazing."

Viselis felt that his whole body was completely integrated into the air when he turned into a black mist, but he could still sense his own existence, but the mass became insignificant, probably only...50 grams.

This kind of magical ability made Veselis a keen interest, and he tirelessly experimented repeatedly, but unfortunately, this ability was like the Eye of the Moment. It failed after a few consecutive uses in a short period of time. It may have entered the cooling time.

And this black misting ability allows Veserys to evade all damage within a certain period of time and escape.

But on the other hand, he can also make Visiris the most terrifying assassin in the night, quietly penetrating the hardest castle, and then taking off the enemy's head and disappearing.

However, it is a pity that perhaps Visiris's attributes are not high now, just breaking through to the extraordinary realm, this black fogging ability can be used not many times, and the distance of movement is not too far.

But even so, this is a very terrifying magical ability.

It is no less than the ‘Eye of Moment’, which breaks through from the moon to the extraordinary awakening, and the ‘True Dragon’s Blood,’ which breaks through the constitution to the extraordinary awakening.

If the previous two abilities are very practical, they still seem to be basically at the level that a mortal possesses, and the ability to break through to the black mist obtained by water is almost magical or magical.

If it shows up, it might be considered a devil by others.

"I don't know what the ultimate state of this evolutionary path will be."

Veserys secretly said in his heart that now he has evolved extraordinary abilities just by breaking through twenty attributes.

And killing more people to absorb more souls with wisdom, what will it look like when a certain attribute exceeds thirty, forty, or even higher?

"Will you become a god?"

Viselis shook his head when he thought of this.

For many people, there are different answers to whether there is a **** in this world and who he is.

Compared to entangled with these invisible and intangible things, for a mortal like Viselis, the most basic problem at hand is even more important.

For example, who is the person who is going to kill him?

The opponent's skill is extremely astonishing, and Viselis thinks he should not be able to jump from the tens of meters high tower.

Such a killer will also not be a waiter.

That's why he didn't think that the man was the Prince of Tattered Clothes, but that someone disguised him. It is impossible for a fifty or sixty-year-old man to have such ability.

However, there is such a top killer organization on the Essos continent with such a perfect disguise ability, that is, the famous Braavos faceless.

They can peel off a person's face with almost artistic mastery, and then perfectly transform into the person's appearance.

Even if they don't have this person's face, they can choose a similar cheek. The faceless people have collected a large number of human skins to choose from, and then use some disguise techniques to make up for it, and it can also achieve a fake effect.

"The Faceless Man started on me."

Veselis walked back to the bedside and sat down with a slight anger in his heart. He has a very good personality and rarely gets angry, but this time, if he hadn't accumulated a lot of souls, he might really have died.

But actually think about it from another angle. If he didn't accumulate black mist but absorbed all of it into his body, perhaps this assassination would not happen.

He could even squeeze this **** faceless to death directly.

"They must pay the price."

Viselis still held the short knife in his hand, and played with it slightly.

"Valyrian Steel."

If he guessed right, this should be a short knife made of Valyrian steel, which is very valuable.

"Really worthy of me."

Veserys' eyes were slightly cold, and then he threw the short knife in his hand directly.

Bang--

Sawdust flying.

This Valyrian steel short knife was nailed fiercely to the wooden door not far away, and the handle of the knife trembled slightly, shining with a sharp cold light.

...

Soon after.

The night gradually shrouded.

Just after the change of the ruling class, the assassination of Visiris happened again.

Although this matter was kept strictly confidential and was not leaked to the outside world, the city of Pantos still enforced a strict curfew.

The streets are full of mercenaries from the wind blowing group and Pantos’s city garrison.

The commander-in-chief of the city garrison has now been replaced. After the surrender, the original commander-in-chief was killed by the prince in tattered clothes and replaced by his close friend Danzo Dehan, known as the ‘war poet’.

The mercenaries of the Fengchuan Group are now also changing their shotguns. They had made a lot of money when they ransacked the governor’s family, but now they wear a full set of bright armor, replaced with better weapons, and turned into Pan. Toss' regular army.

At this moment, there were soldiers everywhere on the street, and naturally there were no guests in that tavern.

The waitress in the tavern helped ‘Miguel’ heal her injuries, but she didn’t know when she came back down the tunnel again.

This is a small stronghold set up by the Faceless in Pantos, so no one noticed that she had disappeared for so long.

Now the young woman with red hair was sitting behind the bar, yawning, thinking about what happened during the day, and it was strange that the death of the young Targaryen king hadn't come out yet.

"The level of confidentiality is pretty good."

The barmaid whispered with one hand supporting her chin.

"Secrets or mourning?"

But at this moment, the red-haired young woman's ears moved slightly, she heard something, and the footsteps on the street outside became much noisy, as if she was rushing in this direction.

"Um?"

But the waitress in the tavern was dumbfounded.

boom--

The door of the tavern was kicked open, and a group of soldiers from Pantos and mercenaries from the Fengshuan group rushed in roughly.

The leader is a Dothraki man with a naked upper body~www.novelmt.com~ with a muscular coiled body and a purple totem tattoo, carrying a heavy Yarak machete in his hand.

And beside him was a man wrapped in a black robe. He looked at the waitress in the tavern, and then raised his hand to the other person.

"Brothers, what are you going to do?"

The red-haired woman squeezed out a smile on her face, just about to meet her.

However, in the next second, she fled towards the tavern window at an unexpected speed.

But the Pantos soldiers who had been prepared for a long time did not panic. A big net had already been opened for her, and the crossbow arrow hit her thigh.

Then the big net that fell from the sky directly wrapped the red-haired woman, and then tightened the big net to trap the woman in it.

Then Pantos's soldiers stepped forward and directly tied the woman's hands and feet, making her immobile.

The rest of the Pantos soldiers searched the entire tavern, but no other suspicious persons were found.