Chapter 911
"Storm God Your Majesty, please don't give up on me, I still have a chance and I can offer you more things." King Euron said eagerly.
“What chance do you have?” Storm God teased.
"As long as you are willing to help me, I can end Long Night and save the world, I know the story of Azor Ahai and R'hllor.
Kill Others King, I am the savior, And you, you will be a great god like R'hllor!
Your Church will be as widespread as the Temple of Red God, with millions of followers." King Euron made a quick wish.
"You're insulting me!" Storm God was angry, "R'hllor that idiot, lost the Song of Fire first, and now the Song of Light.
Defeat by Balerion first , now planted in the hands of Daenerys, the same story keeps repeating.
Up to now, I can't even keep the True God personality, you made me become him, do you want to learn Balerion, do you want to usurp? My place?"
"So many Red God followers!" King Euron said embarrassedly.
"True God needs believers? As my Holy Son, don't you know my teachings?" Storm God scoffed.
Storm God's teachings are to torture believers and set traps to lead the Ironborn to destruction.
"You said that saving the world can be rewarded from Universe Source, the reason why R'hllor spared no effort to implement the 'Asshai prophecy' is to become the savior again. When I end Long Night, you can snatch it His reward."
Euron spoke without careful diction in order to survive.
Storm God sneered: "Are you telling a joke? Ironborn who saves the world is still an Ironborn? Ironborn should burn and loot, commiting any imaginable misdeed.
As serious as saving the world It's not your turn, and it's also contrary to my teachings, and the teachings of rotten buttocks and stinky fish.
Long Night is long and sinister everywhere, we Ironborn, hit a person when he's down, send shit in the snow, Make the world darker and more sinister!"
"I can," Euron said quickly, "it's my specialty to make the world darker and more sinister!"
" Hehe, Ironborn is endless, I am not alone. Now I want to watch you go to ruin, your younger brother Victarion may be able to inherit your legacy." Storm God smiled hehe.
"Fuck, I-I-grass your old tomb! You bastard, I'm waiting for you at Seven Hells!"
The same as those Ironborn who were seduced by Storm God and eventually abandoned , in the last moments of his life, King Euron yelled at Storm God and cursed loudly.
And the more intense his reaction, the more delighted the Storm God in the sky.
The believers of Evil God have sacrificed their lives to Spiritual God, sacrificing blood and death, sacrificing Heaven and Earth.
In the end, they will all have one last sacrifice: to sacrifice themselves to Spiritual God who have believed in them all their lives.
King Euron is now using oneself's despair, anger and fear to please oneself's Lord God in the way Storm God expects.
"Long live Storm God!"
"Bless Storm God!"
"Long live King Euron!"
"Storm God sweep Corpses."
"Storm God is above, you are the savior in that Long Night!"
Euron was venting the last emotions of his life, when suddenly, a sleigh car was around him More than a hundred Ironmen on the horses of the snowfield turned back excitedly, waved their arms, and cheered loudly.
He turned his head in doubt, and was shocked to see that a huge gray-black wind column pierced Heaven and Earth from several hundred meters away.
The tornado twisted left and right on the snowy field, like a smart vacuum cleaner following confetti, sucking Wights one after another in the snow.
Could it be that Storm God is righteous?
King Euron was pleasantly surprised when the roar of Storm God flustered and exasperated came from above his head: "Audacious, trifling mortal, how dare you snatch my wind - ahhhh, it's Song of Wind, Wind Domain, damn, My Storm God power is draining!"
"NoI am True God, Storm God, why can't I control Wind Element as a mortal?!"
With Storm God's wailing, King Euron saw the hurricane whistling overhead disappear.
No, it didn't disappear, but fluttered backwards in strands, and finally merged into the tornado that ravaged the earth.
Like the constant starlight mount ten thousand zhang, stalwart and sacred, nourishing the entire galaxy, but once it encounters a black hole, it is still swallowed up like the burnt smoke under the hood.
"Song of Wind..." King Euron was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Dragon Queen is here."
"Long live Dragon Queen!" He was excited, He wanted to shout like this, but his reason told him that it was not a good thing to meet the Dragon Queen here and now.
The result was worse than he had guessed.
The tornado behind suddenly picked up speed and slashed across the ground like a razor, swept away Wights from the snow, and harvested Ironmen who went from cheering to stunned.
Euron's intuition swirled for a while, and for an unknown amount of time, a flash of cold flashed across his arms and thighs. The severe pain arrived slowly, but was extremely intense, like a tsunami, instantly drowning King Euron, and his consciousness went black. People passed by.
Before fainting, he seemed to hear the Dragon Queen's cry with mental fluctuation: 呔, wind demon, where to escape!
The wind demon? Is it Storm God?
This was his last single thought when sober.
When he woke up again, a single thought where am I? What's wrong with me?
But, why is this child looking at me so fiercely?
After that came the dull pain and weakness in the limbs, King Euron was horrified to find that oneself could not feel the arms and legs.
Turn your head to look left and right, it seems you are in a thatched stable that is leaking air?
He was lying on a musty, damp haystack, his shoulders supposed to be sturdy and powerful arms wrapped in blood-soaked linen.
There is also the familiar herbal medicinal smell that floats to the tip of the nose with blood.
As expected, his arms were cut off, and 80% of his limbs were gone.
"ao wu " unprecedented despair hits his heart, King Euron wailed, cursing: "Daenerys, you hypocritical Mother, real devil, return me—"
"pa!" The child kicked him in the mouth, interrupting his howling.
Euron turned his head, his eyes were vicious, and he recited the evil incantation in his mouth, but the next moment, like a sharp axe slashed in his mind, the sharp pain made him moan out.
Warlock's magic power disappeared again, and the divine power belonging to the Storm God priests also dried up. The Consciousness Sea was like a parched earth that had not rained for ten years, unable to condense mental strength.
After a while, King Euron regained his breath and asked the only child in the hut who accompanied oneself, "Who are you?"
"bang!" The child hearing this, His eyes became more and more resentful, and he kicked his temples again with red eyes.
King Euron's expression was hideous, his eyes were like a knife, and he wanted to shoot through the child's eyebrows, throat and heart... Then his vicious expression solidified on his face, and he said in surprise: "This is Longtable. Are you Taena's son?"
The boy was eight or nine years old, with black hair and eyes, slightly thick lips, and has several points of belonging to the shadow of his former crush.
Seeing the family crest on the child black velvet jacket with gold trim, King Euron confirmed oneself's guess.
That's the emblem of House Merryweather: a golden Abundance on a black background overflowing with multi-colored fruits and vegetables such as apples, carrots, plums, onions, leeks, turnip, etc.
"You killed my father and insulted my mother." The child complained with a weeping voice.
Euron's eyes flashed, and he said softly: "Daenerys is lying to you, she killed your parents, I and your mother are lovers, and your father are friends, they are my right-hand man, how can I Will it hurt them?"
"You're lying." Young Earl Merryweather kicked King Euron again.
"I'm not lying, really." King Euron arched up like a silkworm chrysalis and glanced outside the door to see soldiers and servants busy.
"Where did Daenerys go? Before she comes back, you have someone take me there—" Having said this, King Euron hesitated, "Sleigh me first to Highgarden, Daenerys didn't go. Highgarden?"
"The past few days have been chasing Wights, and just got back." Dany walked into the stable with a smile.
"I've seen Queen Your Majesty." Little Earl quickly wiped the tears from his face, trotted over and saluted skillfully.
King Euron widened his eyes for a while, and said astringently, "What do you want?"
Dany took off his helmet and held it in his left hand, silver braid hanging on his chest. A, laughed at the little Earl, and then looked towards Euron, saying: "In addition to a fair and just trial, what else can I do?"
"Before the trial, you cut off my limbs." King Euron resented Geological question.
"You should be lucky, except for you, the rest of the Ironmen have been cut into pieces." Dany smiled, but his words were cold.
King Euron originally planned to ask for "noble captive treatment", but when I heard this and saw the attitude of Dragon Queen, I understood that today will not be like the first encounter in the Gulf of Grief. , a chance for redemption.
Desperately struggling to survive, his attitude became casual.
He said maliciously to Little Earl with a smile: "Do you know how your mother died? That bitch was sent to the military camp by me, thousands of men—"
"Bang!" Dany's dirty, muddy silver boots fiercely slammed into King Euron's dickless dick.
"ao" Euron's pale burnt face flushed red.
"To be honest, there is only one ending for you, but there are thousands of ways to make you die."
Afterwards, Dany called a few more Knights and stuffed Euron into the room. In a wooden box padded with straw, without covering the lid, it was lifted directly outside the shed.
Knight and the servants outside the hut, watching Euron's expressions all filled with hatred.
King Euron was very calm, completely ignoring their attitudes, and just turned his head to observe the surroundings.
Contrary to his expectations, they were not in Longtable Castle. It was a snowy field full of messy footprints. There were only a few long rows of thatched cottages that were mostly covered with snow. They seemed to be abandoned horses. Peng.
The sky is snowing, but a small sun shines for a few kilometers around.
Civilians in tattered leather jackets pushed the sleigh carts, picked up pieces of meat in the snow and put them in the bamboo baskets on the carts. In the distance, a team of Knights patrolled around on horseback.
Euron's heart gradually became clear, this is the battlefield where Wights encountered Wights. In House Merryweather's territory, Dragon Queen called Longtable's soldiers and civilians to clean the battlefield.
"Hehe, you have today too." Euron's familiar laughter came from the side as Knight put him on a sled.
"Aeron? You're not dead yet." Euron was surprised.
He tilted his head, but there was a wooden box wall blocking his view.
"Why do you think you're human?" Aeron said viciously with a smile.
“What do you mean?” Euron coldly said.
"Just because Daenerys saw us in the storm cut off your limbs in exasperation. The medicine for your wounds was made by your oneself." Aeron said with a smile.
Euron's expression changed a bit, and he asked, "Are you all dead? What about Pyat and Margaery?"