Game of Thrones: The Arrival of the Dragonborn Chapter 233 Range Attack
The purple skeletons did not attack other people. They ran in groups past the living slave soldiers and the Dothraki. They had no interest in these living people, and they were not interested in those who fell to the ground due to poison.
Not interested, they only received one order, kill Werther.
Some timid nobles have already begun to flee the battlefield on horseback. More troops stopped to watch the battle after retreating for a certain distance. They did not receive the military order to retreat. They can stay away from the invincible enemy, but it is also a capital crime to escape from the battlefield and go back.
I can only muster up the courage to stay here.
After knowing that they were seriously injured, the two demon kings returned to their territory and charged towards the dragon with their long swords raised.
The purple skeleton army blocking the road ignored the two men and charged directly towards Witte. The two demon kings resisted a mouthful of dragon flames and rushed to the feet of the dragon half-dead, and violently attacked the toenails that were taller than them.
Cut.
Temporarily diverting Duneville's attention, Witte's mind entered consciousness again. 12 of the 19 dragon souls had been used up, and 7 were left. He had just absorbed two more, and put the remaining 9 dragon souls into three dragons at once.
Roaring Magic.
Boom
The giant dragon in the distance moved. One demon king was stepped on by the dragon and pressed into the mud. The other was carried away from the ground holding his toenails. When the giant claw landed on the ground, it was inserted into his chest and instantly transformed into a monster.
A burst of clear smoke disappeared.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and more than a dozen purple lightning bolts were heading straight towards Werther again.
Werther stepped towards the dragon with all his strength, dodged the lightning and roared out: "gladv!"
The will of dragon language magic surrenders. No matter it is a human or a dragon, as long as it is under this magic, the consciousness and body will be controlled by the caster and completely obey the orders of the caster.
The giant dragon that landed on the ground was too huge to avoid. Duneville did not dodge, but rushed forward a few steps, stretched its neck towards Werther, and brought the dragon's head as close to Werther as possible.
"gladv!" The same magic.
"How could it do that?" This was Werther's only thought before his consciousness fell into chaos.
The two magics flew past each other and hit their targets respectively.
After being surrendered, the first thing is to stop attacking the caster, and then wait for orders. Now they have stopped attacking each other, and have controlled each other's consciousness. Without further orders, Witte stood straight on the spot with the giant sword,
Duneville also folded his wings and sat on the ground with his dragon head raised. The purple lightning in the sky also disappeared, and the purple skeletons around Werther also stood still. The scene was extremely strange.
Surrendering the will may be a permanent effect for lower creatures, but for Witte, who has 21 dragon souls in his body, and the necromancer, the powerful dragon Duneville, who has lived for an unknown period of time, the only solution is to see who can
Be the first to get rid of the opponent's control.
The noisy battlefield fell silent for an instant. Tens of thousands of purple skeleton soldiers formed a large circle with Werther as the center. They were originally attacking and surrounding, but now they stopped in place. Instead, they became Werther's protection, preventing the living people from outside from entering. Some brave people crowded around and shot arrows at Werther. Most of the arrows missed and bounced off Werther's keel armor, while a few flew into the gaps in the armor and got stuck. Seeing that Werther did not resist, more archers began to shoot at Werther.
Shooting arrows from the outside, the ground around Werther was soon filled with dense arrows, and before long, Werther's exposed chin was also pierced with several arrows, causing blood to flow.
"Do we need to go out of the city for rescue?" Seeing Werther being attacked, the members of the blowing team on the city wall were a little worried.
Prince Zhuyi thought for a while: "Don't go. We can't get involved in the battle between magicians, but it will cause more trouble for Werther. Also, look at the wind direction, the poisonous mist has blown towards Meereen City. Quickly tell the soldiers to use
Cover your mouth and nose with a cloth!"
There were too many skeleton soldiers, and the large circle formed by their bodies meant that Werther in the center was at least two hundred meters away from the outside. It was easy to shoot at a fixed target, but there were always a few who were not good at archery, and if they accidentally missed the arrow, they would drop it.
It landed on a nearby skeleton soldier.
These skeleton soldiers are not zombies without intelligence. The purple soul fire coming out of their eyes means that they still retain some consciousness. The fact that they did not receive an attack order does not mean that they will not fight back. The skeletons that were shot began to move around.
Looking around for the attacker, he soon discovered soldiers shooting arrows outside.
The scene became chaotic again, and some purple skeleton soldiers began to attack the slave soldiers and Dothraki. The war between the living and the dead began around Witte and the dragon, and the shouts and shouts of killing continued to sound.
There was silence in Werther's consciousness. Here was a pure white space with nothing. Werther stood with his feet on the ground as white as milk, and there was a sitting green dragon in the distance. The two people's consciousnesses were connected in two directions.
, now no one can move or control the other person. They can't even open their mouths to communicate because they are both controlled by the other person.
Witte began to reversely disassemble and analyze dragon language magic, gl, mortal, human, earth, life, and Witte extended the vocabulary step by step. Bang! An index finger in his consciousness can finally twitch.
What happened on the battlefield was even more tragic because the wind picked up.
All kinds of fungal parasites are constantly scattered on Dunevir's body, and it will not stop just because he sits down. In addition to the poisonous mist it sprinkled on the battlefield before, the wind has now blown the poisonous mist into the city of Meereen.
, also blew to the eastern and southern battlefields. Dozens of messy poisons in the fog stopped the fighting immediately, and now there are only the sounds of painful wailing near Meereen City.
Covering your mouth and nose is of no use, the bugs will jump around and look for living things.
Daenerys's carriage stopped moving, and the two coachmen jumped into a nearby pool to soak in it, but it was no use. Daenerys pulled blood from the shackles with her hands. She had experienced Werther's mental torture, but she could endure this.
In pain, she was trying to find a way to escape, but she was defenseless and couldn't break free from the iron shackles. After a while, she couldn't bear the torment of the poison, and she hung her body on the cross and cried.
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Yin Geng of the Golden Company was miserable. He saw three dragons being killed by Witte one after another. He was standing on a mountain ridge on horseback and worried. The first string of poisonous mist sprinkled by Duneville after he appeared passed directly over his head, coupled with the wind
By blowing the poisonous mist from the bottom of the mountain over the mountain crest, he and the people around him were almost twice as poisoned.
Countless little bugs crawled onto the skin and bit them, sucking fresh blood and flesh. Some even penetrated into the skin, bringing mycotoxins into the body. Several horses jumped in pain, and the golden balls were
Several people were thrown off.
Regardless of their injuries, they immediately took off their armor and tried to wipe the bugs off their bodies, but it was all in vain. The bugs were too small, and their breath also inhaled the toxins into their lungs. Before long, several people could only fall to the ground.
They struggled painfully on the ground, scratching their bodies with their hands and leaving bloody marks. The same was true for the logistics camp behind them. No livestock, horses or people were spared.
The little white dragon that fell into the valley also began to scream in pain. The poison in Duneville's body was not only effective on humans, but also on all living creatures and dragons.
In the entire battlefield of Meereen, the only ones who have not been infected by the poison are Werther and Dunevir, who stand motionless with their bodies burning with flames.