The city of Volantis says it doesn’t care about the conflict between the two sects.
The believers of the Lord of Light who came to support from outside the city originally thought they would be blocked outside the city. However, they arrived at the huge R'hlro Temple without any interception. The city defense army even gave them way, but warned them not to do so.
Harm civilians.
High Priest Benero welcomes Melisandre to the altar of the temple.
"You are here. The situation is not very optimistic now. The Dragon Cult fanatics want to catch us all in one fell swoop. Melisandre, can you use your magic to get rid of the leaders of the other party?"
Benero is also dressed in a red robe. He is tall and thin, with deep-set eye sockets and protruding cheekbones. His skin is pale. His entire face and his bald head are covered with tattoos of flame patterns. He speaks in a high-pitched voice. In addition,
This kind of appearance can really impress people when inciting believers to give speeches.
The beautiful Melisandre glared at him angrily: "Last year I gave you advice that the R'hllor sect should not get too involved in politics, but you have publicly spoken in support of Daenerys Targaryen many times!
Do you still think that the power of the Kingdom of Westeros can't reach here as before? Benero, times have changed!"
The wails of the wounded in the hall came in. Benero did not feel any guilt for what he had done. He still said angrily: "We, the King of Light, are the orthodoxy, we are the masters, how long ago did the Dragon Worship Cult rise?"
?They are heretics! They are a sect that only wants to make money for Werther!"
Melisandre looked at the magnificent altar room, then turned to look through the window at the simple two-story black stone building of the Dragon Worship Cult in the distance. She really didn't know what to say. "You used to know some fire magic.
, the Volantis nobles are afraid of you. Now there is a magician in almost every town in Westeros, and you have lost your fearsome strength."
"Melisandre, you are the high priest of the Lord of Light. Now we are in crisis. You must lead our magicians to completely eliminate those heretics!"
Benero placed all his hopes on the magician brought by Melisandre.
Melisandre didn't look at him directly. She walked to the window and looked in the direction of the Dragon Cult and said: "Witt Baratheon has come to Volantis!"
"What?" Benero quickly ran to the window sill and looked around at the sky.
"The dragon is still in Dorne, and Werther has not brought an army. The people here are all followers of the Dragon Cult." Melisandre knew what he was looking for.
"Then what should we do? Retreat north?"
At the battlefield of Meereen, followers of the Lord of Light bundled up tightly and risked contracting the disease. After returning, they described a doomsday scene there. At this time, Benero was ready to abandon the believers and let Melisandre
Escort and escape.
"Jealous! You were jealous that Werther had a dragon! Then you chose to fall in love with the Targaryen family, which has three dragons. Your jealousy has now pushed our Hero sect to the opposite side of the Dragon Cult!" Melisandre said.
Benero’s previous behavior.
Benero roared excitedly: "Impossible!"
Melisandre didn't reply. She took out some powder from the small bag at her waist and sprinkled it on the altar. What was originally like a gentle charcoal fire suddenly sprang up, and the fierce burning flame was higher than the two people combined. Melisandre pointed at the flame with her hand.
, Benero looked over naturally.
In the flames there are scenes of him roaring in his bedroom, scenes of him writing letters to please Daenerys, and scenes of seeing the top brass of the Golden Company expressing their loyalty.
The Scarlet Witch can predict that the current world is full of magic, and it is no problem to see the short past that has happened.
After coming back to his senses, Benello still did not face his past, and asked Melisandre: "Then you want to leave us and leave?"
"I won't come here if I really leave you behind! Let the magicians come in and let's perform the prophecy ceremony together!"
Melisandre touched her right forearm with her left hand. Hidden by her long sleeves, there was a circle of tooth marks and scars burned on her forearm that could not be removed even after applying a lot of medicine. There are more magicians now and they are more powerful. Today
She plans to gather everyone's strength and try to predict Werther's future again.
More than two dozen flame magicians from the Lord of Light, wearing uniform flame-embroidered robes, formed a circle with Benero at the altar. After adjusting their magic powers, they each nodded to Melisandre, and sprinkled unknown powder again.
Towards the altar, this time the raging flames burned directly to the top of the ten-meter-high room. Even with a dozen large windows open, the circular altar room became extremely hot.
Everyone formed a simple formation with Melisandre as the center. Melisandre's consciousness gradually blurred. She found traces of Werther in the long river of time. After getting ready to be bitten by the flame dragon head again, she immediately
Come over and take a look.
This time there was no dragon soul coming out to bite people, but she still couldn't see Werther's past and future. Melisandre only saw Werther standing on the boundless black sea, with more than twenty translucent dragon heads coming out of the human body.
Join Werther in a confrontation with the monster in mid-air that is covered with black tentacles and countless eyes.
"Who is doing this little trick of peeking into the future!"
The giant eye suddenly turned to Melisandre.
Bah! The flame of the altar suddenly extinguished, leaving only a few wisps of smoke, and the temperature of the room instantly changed to what it was before the flame was ignited, as if the previous high temperature did not exist at all.
"What's going on?"
"I feel like the magic is suddenly disconnected from Melisandre!"
"What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine! It's just that the magic failed again. Don't prophesy Werther in the future. There is no doubt that he is the strongest magician. Maybe he has mastered the magic to block prophecies." Melisandre waved everyone away.
.
"Everyone feels like taking a rest." Seeing that it didn't work, Benello decided to let the magicians rest and recover their magic power.
"I also want to take a rest!" Melisandre nodded to Benello, walked to a quiet meditation room, and carefully analyzed the scene she saw.
Werther's soul is a dragon, a special creature with a dragon soul. Melisandre was very surprised just to witness this. She has predicted many people in her long life that the dragon knights of the Targaryen family have a magical connection with the dragon.
, it is very difficult to predict them, but I never thought that Werther would be in this situation. No wonder it was predicted that he would be bitten by the dragon soul. The powerful soul of the dragon cannot be shaken by humans.
The reason why he was not bitten this time is because Werther's soul has been contaminated! It is being corrupted and invaded by an evil thing. All the power in Werther's soul is fighting against this evil thing, and he can no longer care about his own prying eyes.
"I discovered something incredible!" Melisandre's palms were already covered in sweat, and her burning skin was unable to dry the sweat.
"What if Werther is controlled by evil?" Melisandre didn't dare to think about it anymore.