Werther came face to face with the demon, and saw a gem inlaid on the neck of his armor. It must be a high-level magic resistance item that can resist dragon language magic!
Ignoring the long sword that pierced his chest and the bleeding wound, Werther held the demon's head with both hands: "Your sword belongs to me!"
"No!" The demon saw that Werther started to inhale and knew that it was dragon language magic again. If he was hit on the head at this distance, he would definitely die. The demon let go of his sword and grabbed Werther's hands and tried to force them open, but found that no matter what, he would die.
I can't even break it apart no matter how hard I try.
"Fus~~Ro~~dah~~!"
The headless demon knelt down weakly. Werther pulled out the one-handed sword stuck in his chest. Golden healing magic surrounded his body. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon only a scar was left on his chest.
Healing magic can completely restore injuries, and the scars left on Werther's body are to remind himself that this location has been attacked by the enemy before and cannot be attacked a second time.
"Witt! Follow quickly!" Renly was fighting and retreating in the distance, and had already reached the foot of the mountain.
The low-level demons have been eliminated by the two of them, and those who are still fighting are high-level demons. Magic such as fear and chaos have lost their effect on them. The two of them can only rely on destruction magic and martial arts to fight. p>
There were two mind-controlled demons left, and they followed behind them to block the pursuers. White ice crystals continued to explode in the path of the two men, and lightning flashed from time to time. The demon's flame magic also continued to fly towards the two.
People, violent explosions and roars extend from the foot of the mountain all the way up.
When the two of them stepped onto the circular stone platform where the portal was located, all the demons stopped attacking and only gathered around the stone platform to look at the two people with angry eyes.
Werther and Renly were covered with injuries, their faces were full of bruises, their tattered ice armor was stained with blood, and their bodies were covered with sword wounds and traces of fire burns. Renly's magic power had been exhausted.
Werther used his remaining magic to cast healing magic on the two of them.
Witte looked at Dagon who seemed to be smiling in the distance, and really didn't know what to say. Giving his guests a good beating was his way of hospitality to the Demon God of Destruction.
Dagon in the distance raised his hand, and a leather scroll made of dust appeared in front of him, slowly floating towards Werther.
Renly looked at the floating scroll and asked Werther: "Devil's contract?"
"I don't know, let's take a look and tell you!" Werther reached out to take the scroll, and immediately felt the heat on his hands. After opening it, he saw that the content was really a devil's contract.
The words on the contract shone with a golden-red light, just like the lava river here. The words would also change with the viewer, turning into a familiar language and his own name. What Renly saw was the common language of Westeros.
, what Wit saw was dragon language, the content was extremely concise and concise, and there were two small magic patterns flashing red at the bottom of the text. This is where the contract was signed with blood.
The content is: the Contractor drove Morag Bal's minions out of his own world, and Merunes Dagon helped the Contractor deal with Hermaeus Mora.
"There doesn't seem to be any problem, right?" Renly saw this thing for the first time and felt uncertain.
"There's nothing wrong with the words on the contract." After Werther answered, Renly shouted to the distance: "Dagon, there's nothing wrong with the contract, it's good for both parties! I'm going back first."
After shouting, Werther immediately rolled up the scroll and held it in his hand, reached a verbal agreement with Dagon, and had no intention of signing the contract with blood, and prepared to go through the portal with Renly.
"Cunning and greedy Dragonborn!" Looking at Witte leaving, Dagon clenched his fist with one hand.
The demon sword in Witte's hand immediately turned into a pile of black sand, and then a push pushed Witte and Renly into the portal. When the two demons whose consciousness had been controlled tried to follow them, the portal was instantly blocked.
Gon is closed.
The two demons were sucked into Dagon's hands and caught. What awaits them will be endless torture and research.
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The Duke of Tyrosh and the Duke of Storm's End disappeared from the room. After being spread by the maids who were cleaning the room, it did not cause the slightest ripples in Highgarden.
The mysterious magicians are still the two most powerful. Maybe they are experimenting with new magic. Even Robert didn't care. They used to experiment with magic at Storm's End and the Red Keep, as long as they didn't destroy the castle.
It won't be a big deal if it blows up.
The portal that Dagon opened for the second time was not in the original bedroom, but in a deserted alley in Highgarden City. The two of them disappeared without a trace as soon as they came out of the portal.
The flow of time in the two worlds is different. When the two came back, Werther was still worried about whether it would be like some places. Decades had passed since they went back and forth. When Werther reached the intersection of the alley, he saw something on the wall.
The evidence posted against Daenerys is still very new, probably not more than a few days old.
But now there is another problem to solve.
Werther opened the devil's contract in his hand to cover his crotch, and stuck his head out of the alley to look out: "Renly, it's noon now, and the streets are full of people!"
Today is the last day of Ac300, and tomorrow is the day when Aegon conquers the continent and is crowned king. Therefore, there is no tradition of celebrating the New Year in Westeros. However, some young people always hold gatherings under various excuses, and they often organize New Years.
An active day.
Their clothes had been burned long ago, and they only had tattered ice armor. Another characteristic of ice armor was that the more powerful the magic power, the purer the ice crystals produced. The ice armor made by the two was called crystal clear. Renly also covered his lower body with his hands: "What should I do? I no longer have the magic power to use invisibility!"
Witte: "I can still use invisibility, so I'll go back to the inner city first!"
Renly tried to hold Werther but failed: "What will I do if you leave?"
As his body gradually disappeared, Witte said: "What can I do? The invisibility spell cannot be released to others! Besides, an invisibility spell doesn't require much magic power. You should be able to release it after a few minutes!"
"Witt, hey, where are we? I haven't finished speaking yet!" Renly whispered imploringly, fearing to attract passers-by.
When people are unlucky, they will be unlucky one after another. Renly was dragged to another world and was beaten for nothing. Now he was almost naked and had no magic power. He was afraid of what he was going to do. After less than a minute of walking, there were footsteps behind the alley.
There were voices and conversations, and there were people walking towards the alley on the street.
It’s over! My once-in-a-lifetime fame! Renly was so anxious that he wanted to climb the wall. He raised his head and looked around. The wall was so smooth that it was impossible to climb up without the help of magic.
Anxiously, Renly touched his hair, suddenly puffed out his chest, and walked towards the back of the alley with his head held high, regardless of being exposed.
"Lord Renly?"
The king and several dukes made a collective appearance just a few days ago, and now everyone in Highgarden knows several of them.
There were a total of ten passers-by, both male and female. Seeing Renly dressed so transparently and wildly, the men were surprised! One of the men asked Renly respectfully, and the ladies began to look up and down Renly's strong body. Renly, who heard the greetings, ignored them and continued to walk deeper into the alley with his head held high.
The twins of Storm's End, thinking of this, asked tentatively: "Lord Witte?"
"I am Werther!"
Renly immediately turned around and responded:
"My magic experiment had an accident. Please lend me a pair of pants and clothes!"
"Lord Werther, what do you think of my clothes?" A man in the most gorgeous clothes stepped forward and said.
Renly imitated Werther's tone of voice: "That's right! Leave your name and address, and I will give you some of Tyrosh's most expensive clothes!"
"Thank you Lord Werther!" The man immediately took off his robe and gave it to Renly.
After putting it on, Renly nodded to him, turned around and strode towards the inner city of Highgarden.
"Hehehehe, Duke Werther has such a good figure!"
"His waist and thighs are all muscles, he must be very powerful!" Several women recalled Werther's body and fantasized about what they could dream about tonight. One of the women also knew a painter and planned to find him.
Werther painted his body and kept it at home.
Werther returned to the bedroom, got dressed and went out with another one to give to Renly, when he saw that Renly had come back.
"Where did you get this outfit? Don't tell me that you, a Duke, stole it?" Werther asked without blushing or heartbeat.
Renly shook the collar of his clothes that didn't fit him well: "Am I that kind of person? I borrowed this, and I have to give it back as a gift after a while!"
After handling the affairs of state a few days ago, Robert's mind returned to his illness.
There is no cure for this disease, and there is no telling when he will die, and his offspring will also be infected with the disease and will not live to be ten years old. The more Robert thought about it, the more angry he became, and he ran to the room where Daenerys was imprisoned and wanted to beat her.
He was stopped by Barristan and several other Kingsguards, who persuaded him not to act against a pregnant woman as it would be disrespectful to the king.
Robert, who never touched women and children, was affected by the disease. Now he wanted to withdraw his sentence and kill Daenerys directly. However, the child in her belly was his own blood. Killing her would be equivalent to parricide. The more Robert thought about it, the more headache he got.
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"Ah!"
Robert roared angrily and kicked Daenerys' bedroom door hard, threw away the Kingsguard and returned to the bedroom.
Robert, who had nowhere to vent his emotions, hid in the living room alone for the past few days. He didn't see anyone and didn't wash up. As long as the guards brought wine and meat in, he got drunk every day. Anyone who wanted to go in would have Robert.
Shouting to kill him.
When Werther came back, he asked the servant about the date. It turned out that three days had passed since the two of them returned from their trip.
In Werther's bedroom, the two took out parchment and pen and ink. The habit they had developed since childhood made the two of them immediately think of recording the information about the annihilation of the world.
About an hour later, Varys knocked on the door to find Werther and Renly, and whispered what had happened to Robert in the past few days.
After hearing this, Werther said to him: "Varys, is your heart for the kingdom or the king?"
Wallis smiled: "Both, I swear on my soul!"
Having seen the pain that came from Daenerys' soul when she was being interrogated, Varys quickly used his soul as a guarantee.
As long as he doesn't want to murder Robert and his family, Werther will leave him alone. Why should he worry about it if he is not the king?
Werther: "Thank you for the reminder. Is Robert in his bedroom?"
Wallis: "He is in the living room, I will take you there."
Werther is now worried that Robert can't figure it out, so he takes Renly with him to enlighten him.
"Robert!"
No one answered the door.
"Robert!"
Werther put his hand on the door lock, and the mage's hand transformed into several thin needles and entered the keyhole. He found the right position and turned it gently, and the bedroom door was opened.
As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by a strong smell of alcohol and a stench. There were various wine bottles scattered on the floor, scattered food on the table, and poop covered by a blanket in the corner.
Robert was lying on the sofa wearing only a pair of underpants, and the red spots all over his body looked extremely dazzling on his white skin.
When Werther and Renly walked up to Robert, he looked at them drowsily and then fell asleep.
"Fortunately, it's either poisoning or too much wine!" Renly used magic to check Robert's vitality and found that there was no obvious decline.
Werther walked to the sofa, found Robert's clothes and roughly put them on him: "Renly, let's take him out and wake him up!"
"Let's go!" Renly and Werther grabbed Robert's shoulders with their mage hands respectively. They opened the window and jumped out with Robert.
Barristan and the Kingsguard who came over saw Robert's figure flying out of the window, and saw Varys standing here. They immediately drew their swords and pointed them at him: "Are you plotting to kill the king?"
Wallis raised his hands and said helplessly: "After all, we have worked together for many years, and you don't trust me so much? Go and take a look at the window for yourself."
Barristan restrained Varys, and the other Kingsguards were already lying on the window sill. Lynn Corbray returned to Barristan from the window sill: "Captain, Varys did not murder the king, it was Duke Renly and Werther.
Duke, they and the king are standing in the middle of the Mander River sobering up!"
"Ah! Standing in the middle of the river?" Barristan retracted his sword and came to the window to look into the distance.
The Mander River flows northwest of Highgarden. On the wide and calm river, three people stood on a large piece of floating ice. The ice was slowly drifting downstream along the river. King Robert sat paralyzed, holding his hands
Waving constantly and cursing at the sky, Werther and Renly stood on either side of Robert.
"It turns out I misunderstood you, and I formally apologize to you!" Barristan said, looking into the distance.
"It doesn't matter, we really can't figure out the rules of what magicians do." Wallis looked at the ice on the river, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I'm going to die now! I have never been sorry to anyone in my life. I have only killed people on the battlefield. I have never killed women and children. I have never forced women to find them. They have done so voluntarily or paid.
Why are you doing this to me! Why!" Robert cried and cursed the injustice of God.
Werther folded his hands on his chest, looked at the slightly turbulent river, and said directly without looking at Robert: "You were kind back then, but the Targaryen family didn't appreciate it. They have never been grateful to you for giving up the pursuit. Aegon, Werther
The long-cherished wish of Siris and Daenerys since childhood was to overthrow your rule!"
"I shouldn't be obsessed with her beauty, but you know, I really envy you two. You have magic and dragons. I am also like you, but I understand that I have no
I hope!”
There were only three people here, and Robert, who had already suffered an emotional breakdown, finally began to pour out his bitterness:
"But the appearance of Daenerys gave me hope. All the magicians who have met her have said that she has magic qualifications. As long as I have a child with him, he will be a magician and even control a dragon. She is taking advantage of this.
I shouldn’t be bewitching me! I shouldn’t be!”
Valenly: "Robert, now that what has happened, the disease cannot be cured, but you are the king and you must cheer up."
Robert looked at the river with a helpless expression: "Do I, a dying man, still need to cheer up?"
Wirth: "Robert, how do you want future generations to record you? You were very brave in the first half of your life, but in the second half of your life, you died on the belly of a woman like the Targaryen King! Do you want to compare with the King who has more women and illegitimate children?"
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After hearing this, Robert said nothing and was thinking about the problem. He recalled that he was not such a person when he was young.
On the river bank, the Kingsguard chased after them on horseback. They followed the ice floes and walked slowly along the river bank. It wasn't until dark that the three Werthers landed ashore.
If it weren't for Robert, Werther, who was exhausted after the battle, would have gone to bed long ago instead of lying on the bed until now.
Werther began to dream just as he fell asleep.
In the dream, Werther came to a world without light. It was very dark. When Werther walked forward, he could only see a distance of two or three meters.
He stretched out his hands and groped forward. When he rounded a small puddle, a black tentacle poked out of the pit. Just as he was about to attack Werther, he immediately dived back into the water.
Werther walked without any obstacles, going up and down the steps, opening the iron door, passing through the corridor, and finally arrived at a circular platform after an unknown amount of time.
There were several glowing pillars on the platform, and the faint light from them allowed Werther to barely see around him. The platform at this moment was on a water surface.
"You killed people like hemp, and your bones piled up like mountains!" A voice with an erratic voice appeared from all around.
A hill of skeletons rises from the sea.
Werther: "I killed a lot of people."
"Countless people have died because of you, and their ghosts will take revenge on you at any time!"
More skull mountains rose up, forming a circle around the platform.
Werther: "More people have died because of me."
"You played with souls, and your greed for power turned them into weapons!"
Witte: "I used enchantment!"
"What you have done is no different from hell and demons! Come on, join us! I will give you more powerful knowledge and power!"
Werther's eyes began to become brighter.
The ground you step on is woven with black silk threads, and the buildings are made of countless books. In the black ink ocean, there are countless buildings made of books.
A semicircular stone wall appeared in front of Witte's eyes. Witte walked over and saw that the most eye-catching thing on the stone wall was the dragon language "Gol". In addition to this, there were countless dragon language phrases flashing and fluttering on the entire stone wall.
These are the interpretation knowledge of "Gol".
"You have learned these, join me! I can also make you immortal!"
The dragon soul in Werther's body also began to restless, wanting to leave this ghost place.
"No! Fus~~Ro~~dah~~!" Werther was instantly awakened. The dragon's roar blasted a big hole in the bedroom, sending countless gravel and bricks flying hundreds of meters into the air. p>
The wretched man repeatedly reminded to stay away from the demon god Hermaeus Mora! It was developed by him to control the dragon roar. Even though he was being plotted, he still learned this dragon roar!