Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

"Zo Ge..."

This is the word that Daenerys murmured while she was falling.

No one heard, only Missandei.

She obtained the Eye of Medusa from the Lord of the Shroud, at the cost of replacing the original eyeball.

Missandei is just a mortal, embedded in the eyes of the snake demon called the evil **** by the world, she can't control it, and can't merge it.

Others don't know, only she knows herself. In fact, she can't see with the eyes of the snake demon at all. After all, these two eyes are not hers.

To her, the eyes of Medusa are like two magical stones stuffed into her eye sockets. She suffers from the pain of foreign bodies entering her every day.

Especially every time she uses the eyes of Medusa to release her magic power, she will taste the pain like a burst of eyes.

The only advantage is that she has developed excellent hearing, so good that she can sense even a needle dropped on the ground, similar to the instinct of a snake.

She could not refuse the gift of the Lord of the Shroud, and she did not want to give up.

Because only the Eye of Medusa can make her reborn, get rid of her weakness, and help her get revenge.

But the way Daenerys died was not what she wanted!

That **** silver-haired cousin's call before death is undoubtedly a sign of martyrdom.

Daenerys loves Zhuo Ge, and even if Zhuo Ge is lucky enough to lie to her, he also loves Daenerys deeply.

"what!"

Missandei screamed unwillingly, she was envious, she was jealous, she wanted to destroy all the people Dany cared about.

Regardless of the powerful magic power of the Eye of Medusa, she wandered through the body, using her body as a medium to release the pain, she freely released the gray mist containing witchcraft. At this time, she was like a volcano about to emit magma. The gray mist rolls out, and the valley owes everything in a square circle!

The Grey Worm watched the queen fall into the water, but hated that the distance was too far and could not be rescued.

"boom!"

He slammed his spear in frustration and smashed it through the wet deck.

The waves are not big, but the deep sea is enough to swallow the petite queen.

The gray mist dispersed by the flames of war once again filled it, which was a dangerous signal, and Daenerys's instructions before jumping into the sea made the two armies who came to rescue the queen discouraged.

But this was temporary, and the Dragon Mother’s merits were so popular, they adjusted a bit, and then continued to rush over.

"Thump thump!"

A lot of water splashed on the sea.

Many warriors jumped into the deep sea desperately, swimming towards the queen's fall.

To live to see people, to die to see corpses.

The Grey Worm has always taken the lead. If it weren't for the heroes and shields to stop them desperately, now others are already struggling in the deep sea.

The injury was so severe that his blood was hindered, and he was already great for being able to persist until now.

Everyone is going forward in spite of the danger. If Tyrion used to call them stupid pigs, he could only admire them at this time.

"What a loyal and fearless warrior!"

He had never seen such a one-hearted army. The infected him continued to exercise the soldiers' trust in him, and the assault was over.

The Liberty Bay army on the other side was unwilling to fall behind, and many people jumped into the sea.

But the goal of most people is the **** Grey Queen.

The enemy's act of not being afraid of death caused Missandei to sneer and hit her in her arms.

Gradually, her figure became blurred, and soon disappeared into the gray mist.

I don't know if it was deliberate, or the little devil was really regarded as the mainstay. With a pair of short legs, he actually broke into the mist first.

After entering the invisible mist, Tyrion slowed down, and he moved forward steadily. It was terribly silent here.

He always feels that the danger is lurking around, and he doesn't know when it will appear?

The little devil's nerves were tense, and he moved forward in the direction he had seen before, but he kept walking, and there was a cloud of gray everywhere, and there was nothing.

Slowly, he realized that he was lost.

It was no longer his goal to advance and make meritorious services. He turned his head back, but it was still gray, like breaking into an endless gray world.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew away the thick fog in front of him briefly, making him vaguely see a figure.

He was thinking, it would be good if it was his own person, if it was an enemy, it would be fine, because he longed for someone to be company.

As he approached the figure, the fog around him seemed to become thinner.

Let him see the outline of the figure.

The man was wearing a crimson armor with brightly colored lions painted on it, and he was wearing a huge cloak made of gold thread.

The man was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a bald head. He had a thick golden beard on the temples, and his pale green eyes were dotted with golden.

Yes, it was these cold and stern eyes that made Tyrion recognize who he was even if his vision was blurred.

The little devil was shocked, and a word that made him afraid blurted out: "Father!"

Duke Tywin stared at him, his sharp eyes seemed to kill him.

The Duke of Kaiyan City screamed: "Tyrion, the shame of your family, traitor of the kingdom, you really disappointed me!"

"me......"

Tyrion was so scared that he couldn't even speak clearly, his body was trembling, and the old guy in front of him was the one he feared the most!

Although there have been many times, he was determined to wipe out the nightmare in his heart, but when face to face, he always felt that he was still a child.

People who enter the mist are groping, and their hearts are full of fear of the unknown, as if every step they step on, they will lose their lives.

The Grey Worm who had gone away with the hero opened his eyes wide, filled with fear and anger.

His former master, Krazny Mo Nacroz, the great benefactor of Astapo, stood in front of him with no expression on his face.

The fat slave merchant's red and black bifurcated beard gleamed with oil, wearing a Toka robe with gold tassels, clasped on one shoulder.

He fixed the robe with his left hand, and grabbed the harpy's finger with his right.

"You are dead, no, it's impossible, it's not you!"

A grin appeared on Krazny Mo Nacroz's face, and he said in a high-level Valyrian that was distorted by the thick guttural voice of Gist: "Sheep should know how to obey, slave. I am your master."

"Ah! You are not, I am free, you, you are no longer my master!"

Shouting, the Grey Worm slumped like a dog that saw its owner, but he was trying hard to lean on the spear in his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not to let himself kneel down.

"Morro, where are you? My Karratha, where are you?"

The courageous old Mosuo was also disturbed by the sly fog space.

Suddenly, the fog in front of him opened a gap, and a rider appeared from it.

The rider's braids were dark and shiny, his skin was as dark as a tossed copper block, his eyes were like bitter almonds, and his hair was ringed with bells.

He wore a tribal emblem around his waist, and he was wearing a painted vest, an Arak scimitar was worn on one side of his waist, and a leather whip was on the other side.

"Jacco! Why are you here!?"

The new overlord of the Great Caohai, Giaco Cao, who forced the old Mosuo into desperation.

Old Mosuo was desperate, because this was an enemy he had been unable to defeat.

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