The Long Bridge connects the old city in the east of Volantis and the new city in the west. This bridge took more than forty years and millions of gold coins to build, and has stood at the mouth of the Rhoyne River for thousands of years. It is the first bridge in the known world.
The length is listed as one of the nine man-made miracles by "Long Legs" Lomas.
Nowadays, the shops in the middle of the bridge are burning with raging fires, the bridge is covered with corpses and blood, weapons are clashing and men are shouting, and all kinds of magic are raging.
On both sides of the river, countless Volantis are watching this battle. The outcome of the battle is related to the future of Volantis.
The Dragon Worship Cult from the new city in the west has a smaller number of people, but its personal strength is much stronger than the King of Light faction. The battle on the bridge continues to advance to the east of the bridge.
On the tall walls of the Black Wall Castle in the old city, many old and young nobles lay on the battlements to watch the battle.
"The R'hllor sect is over!" said an old noble.
"But there are still many people from the King of Light!" A young child pointed at the crowded red crowd on the bridge.
"Look behind the Dragon Cult battle line, there is Witte! He is constantly using magic to treat the wounded. Look at the front, Dofas, Nesiso and your father Elios, just the three of them are already there
After killing the opponent's magicians and a large number of soldiers, R'hllor's numerical advantage is gone."
The young child pointed to the tall building outside the city: "What will happen to the Temple of the Lord of Light after the victory of the Dragon Worship Cult?"
The old man turned his head and saw the magnificent R'hllor Temple in the distance: "I have long been disgusted with spending so much money on a religious building. I must demolish it!"
"Every afternoon the sun shines on the temple and I feel dazzled. It would be great if it were demolished."
The Black Wall was the earliest building in the city. With the development of the city, it became a city within a city. Now, only those with pure Valyrian blood can enter the city.
People who consider themselves of Valyrian blood naturally worship dragons from the bottom of their hearts, but the annual consul system has not controlled the development of the sect's power, allowing the outsider R'hllor to grow and develop here. By the time the nobles react, they have already
The tail is too big to fall off.
The R'hllor sect built another huge temple, a behemoth that revealed luxury everywhere. Next to the dark castle, the Volantis nobles had long been dissatisfied because of the large number of R'hllor believers who penetrated all walks of life.
, and they had no choice but to do anything to them in the name of religion. Now that the Dragon Cult has removed this nail, the Volantis feel relieved in their hearts.
On the bridge, Dofas and Nexisuo, who had each used Dragon Roar three times, retreated to the back of the team. The Dragon Whisper magic has a huge range, and the two of them have killed a lot of people, enough to establish an advantage.
Now the tall heavily armored warrior Elios Chiheda is acting as the vanguard, leading the Dragon Cult people to attack.
The 1.9 meter tall Werther stood in front of him to compare his height. His head could only reach his shoulders. Elios was almost 2.2 meters tall. His thick arms were thicker than many people's thighs. The huge iron shield was covered by
The way he held it looked a bit smaller. When an ordinary person used a warhammer with two hands, it looked like a one-handed warhammer in his hand.
Elios protects his chest with an iron shield. Each swing of the war hammer in his hand can take away an enemy's life. No shield or armor can withstand a blow from his war hammer. The wooden shield will be shattered when hit, and the armor will be shattered.
The hit was a huge crater, and the people inside couldn't survive.
Such a fierce man would naturally receive special attention from the enemy. The soldiers of the King of Light rushed to his side with all their strength, vowing to get rid of this man. But what was even more terrible was that Elios also specialized in three phrases.
The power of the dragon roars, and you can’t wait for such a group of enemies.
Another sound wave visible to the naked eye was generated on the long bridge, pushing dozens of soldiers in armor into the crowd behind.
"That's dad!" The toddler had good eyesight and jumped up excitedly when he saw it.
"That's not necessarily the case." After the old noble said it, he thought that there were many people who understood this dragon language magic, and he would be the first to use the phrase.
"Fus~Ro~dah~!"
It had been about ten seconds since the magic was released and the crowd was blown away, and the roar of the dragon with unrelenting power reached the Black Wall Castle.
The toddler was so happy now: "Listen, it's my father's voice!"
The old nobleman nodded, reached out and touched his grandson's platinum hair, looked at the bridge and whispered solemnly on his face: "I hope he doesn't die in the battle!"
No matter how brave the warrior is, he will get tired, and no matter how powerful the mage is, he will also lack magic power.
Elios Chiheda has used Dragon Roar three times in the battle, and the magic power in his body has bottomed out. He is observing the situation of the battle. Now he is the vanguard and cannot retreat. There are still many enemies. If he retreats, his morale will be low.
, and the enemy doesn’t know how many dragon roars he can still send out, so he can force his tired body to push forward.
But fatigue cannot be hidden, and the enemy soon discovered that Elios' movements were slower and his strength was not as strong as before, and immediately began to besiege him.
"Ah!"
Elios' warhammer was caught by four swords at the same time. He tried his best to break free. Other enemies were also preparing to grab his shield, but he had no choice but to let go of the warhammer and fight with the shield in both hands.
Buzz! A small bright bolt of lightning flew over and landed on an enemy. Flames quickly emerged from the gaps in the armor. After a few strokes, he fell to the ground smoking.
Buzz! Immediately after, the second and third lightnings flew continuously, and the enemies died one after another, quickly resolving the tense situation. Elios was empty in front of him and turned around to look, it was on the roof.
Sansa comes to help.
He nodded to Sansa, took out the warhammer from the pile of corpses and continued to kill the enemy, but now he was no longer at the front, but commanding the people of the Dragon Cult to form a military formation, and he stood in the front row and pushed forward together. Sansa walked towards R'hllor on the roof of the shop, with Wert leading the way in front of her.
As soon as the fire was extinguished wherever the two people walked, and a little green smoke came out, it began to emit a white and sinking cold air. The damaged roof was quickly repaired by solid ice, and the two people walked on the ice path, all the way unimpeded.<
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How can anyone use magic like this? It’s too extravagant and wasteful! Sansa, who was following behind, hated Werther’s actions and used her magic sparingly.
"We've found you!"
Werther stopped and condensed an ice spear in his hand. He stretched his left foot forward and put his weight back, raising the spear in preparation for throwing. Blue and red lightning also shot out from the spear. Lightning passed through the air.
The buzzing sound is also accompanied by the sound of howling wind, and the three combinations of ice, electricity, and wind combine to create destruction magic.
Werther, who is dressed in dragon bone armor and has the power of magic, makes it difficult not to be noticed.
Benero saw Werther's spear pointed in his direction and shouted to the people around him: "Help me!"
"Benero, go to hell!"
Werther shouted and threw it hard, and the spear flew across the battlefield with a roar.
Even the White Walkers in strange armor couldn't withstand the force. How could the few men in front of Benero who were covered with iron armor and iron-wood shields stop it? What's more, the magic on this spear will not explode, but will explode.
All enhance penetration.
Ugh!
With a strange sound, Werther threw his spear downwards from a high place. The speed was so fast that the people covering Benero had not even raised their shields to form a formation. A hole was pierced in Benero's chest at the heart. His limbs gradually
He lost consciousness and turned around with all his strength before dying. He saw that the bridge deck that had not collapsed for thousands of years had also been penetrated by a spear.
Benero, this man, Witte, has long wanted to deal with him. He still carries the dagger given by Dagon. The soul of any creature he kills will be sucked into Dagon's annihilation realm, where there is only lava and volcanoes.
So it can be said that Benello’s soul really went to hell after his death.