Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

The battle between the sky and the city finally came to an end in the afterglow of the setting sun.

rustle...

Viselis' figure appeared on the battlefield, and he slowly walked over here step by step.

Wow----

The black cloak fixed on his shoulder with a metal dragon head medal fluttered slightly with the wind, making a sound.

boom--

And his partner, Black Dragon Belerion, landed heavily on the edge of the broken walls of Tianji City, causing billowing waves of air and sand.

It raised its huge hideous head, and a pair of scarlet scarlet eyes looked down on the little dots below.

Then opened the huge mouth of the abyss and suddenly let out a deafening roar, which spread far away.

It could feel the anger in Veserys.

"Roar--"

Wow----

The dragon roared and gave way to Veselis. The soldiers of the royal army and the nobles in the river bay were all panicked. They knelt on one knee and fell to the ground in a dense crowd.

Some of them have seen Viselis, and none have seen it.

They originally thought that His Majesty the King had only sent his mounts to fight, but they did not expect that His Majesty would actually go on a personal conquest and personally ride the dragon to come to Dorn to quell the rebellion.

And the anxiety in my heart just now is even more frightening, because no one knows what will happen next when Visiris knows the death of his former prime minister.

Today's Tianji City has been ruined, the flames in the city have not been extinguished, the thick smoke is still floating, and the corpses of Dorn soldiers are lying everywhere on the ground.

However, the soldiers of the royal army and the knights in the river bay were just kneeling on one knee in the center of the corpse. They all dared not raise their heads, looked at the scorched ground under them, rolled their throats and swallowed.

At the end of the passage that the Knights of the Bay gave way was a corpse placed on the door panel.

There is no stretcher here, let alone a coffin, only a door panel was found from the ruins, and the corpse was placed on it first, and even the white cloth of the corpse was not found. Only a corner of the flag covered his cheeks.

The corpse's chest was wearing a golden king's hand medal, which should have reflected dazzling light in the afterglow of the setting sun. However, this medal has been stained with a lot of blood from its owner, losing the luster and glory brought by gold.

Viselis walked slowly to the corpse, the strong wind from the top of the mountain was blowing his hair slightly.

There was no anger or other emotions on the silver-haired young man's face, perhaps he was hiding all the emotions.

"Um."

Then he nodded slightly to the guard of Prime Minister Tower beside him, and motioned.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The opponent knelt on one knee and quickly got up and took off the mask from Jon Clinton's face for Veserys, exposing his cheeks.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and the gray-red beard was still stained with blood, but his face was already pale, there was no trace of blood, and his body was already cold.

Jon Clinton's flame has been extinguished.

Viselis has already seen this result from the prophecy, his prophecy is full of too many uncontrollable, often only some fragmented pieces.

If he had known this... he would never let Jon Clinton come to Dorne.

However, it was too late to say these things. He just had a final fantasy, but Jon Clinton was indeed dead, and even the black fog could not save him.

"Jon."

Veserys' eyes condensed slightly, and he clenched his five fingers with leather gloves.

Who would have thought that after the general situation was set, Jon Clinton would overturn the boat in this small gutter?

However, accidents in this world are always caught off guard.

Jon Clinton first suppressed Oberon and personally led the troops on the expedition, but he didn't expect it to be his swan song, and he would never return to King's Landing from then on.

And the other side.

"come over!"

"hurry up!"

The war came to an end, the king army completely captured Tianji City, and there was no resistance in the castle.

Soldiers found the surviving Dorn nobles from the ruins. Most of them were killed and injured, and only a few were still alive. However, they had been roasted half to death by the dragon flames. When they were found, they were dying, including the owner of the sky and the city. Franklin Fowler.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

The soldiers of the king army escorted these prisoners to Veserys's body, and then pressed their shoulders to make them all kneel to the ground.

"Your Majesty, this is the murderer!"

Soldiers of the Wang Jun found the culprit of the dark arrows. A young man with scorched hair and leather armor and a red and black face. He is the heir of Sandstone City, Gulian Kogel.

Gulian Kogel was lucky not to be hit when Dragon Flame crashed the roof of the castle hall, and then saw Jon Clinton, the murderer of his brother.

Immediately blinded by hatred, in order to avenge his brother, he secretly shot Jon Clinton with a cold arrow with a bow and arrow.

However, at this moment he came back sober and looked at the body of Jon Clinton lying on the ground, also enveloped in regret and fear.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

The other Dorn nobles who were escorted over saw Visiris and trembled as if they had seen a devil.

Many of them had seen Viselis with their own eyes during the trial in King's Landing, but they did not expect to see Viselis again after only a year, but this time they were prisoners waiting for trial below.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to confess my guilt!"

"I am willing to plead guilty!"

And among these Dorn nobles, the old Falcon with gray hair and beard, the protagonist of this incident, Franklin Fowler, Earl of Tianjicheng, his face was bloodstained, and he knew that he had seen Viselis. His guilt is definitely not escaped, and now he just wants to survive.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to confess my guilt!"

"I am willing to put on black clothes and go to the Great Wall to guard the edge!"

Franklin Fowler does not want to escape the guilt now, only hopes to be able to get a qualification to put on the black clothes.

However, this matter is no longer the point now, and that is the real event that the Imperial Prime Minister died on the battlefield.

As the murderer, Gulian Kogel's face was pale without the slightest blood, equivalent to Jon Clinton lying on the ground.

"I..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to beg for mercy or justify his actions, but he didn't know if it was because of fear or other reasons, that he didn't say anything.

He is the only one left in the Kogel family in Sandstone City. His father Quentin Kogel has just been burned to death by Dragon Flame.

If he dies again ~www.novelmt.com~ the Kogel family in Sandstone City will be considered to have officially perished and withdrew from the stage of history.

"Kill them all."

However, Veserys just raised his head to look at them, and then he dropped such a sentence lightly, which determined their destiny.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

All the captured Dorn nobles were panicked, but Veselis ignored them and turned and left.

However, at this moment, a black mist emerged from Jon Clinton's body in a vision that no one could see.

It seemed to be attracted by a certain trait in Viselis and penetrated directly into his body.

"Um?"

Visiris paused slightly as he walked out, then turned his head sideways and looked at Jon's body.