Viserys clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes locked on the giant man who looked like a mountain in front of him, his eyes showing an unprecedented solemnity.
Gregor Clegane, the "Mountain", is called "the most evil man in the Seven Kingdoms". In fact, he can also be called the theoretically most powerful knight in the Seven Kingdoms.
Gregor Clegane was awarded this title not because he had the best swordsmanship in the Seven Kingdoms, but because he was so tall that the pressure on his face made Viserys feel like he was breathing a little.
Not going well.
What's even more frightening is that Mo Shan's huge body does not affect his speed and agility at all, coupled with his pretty good swordsmanship
This guy is simply a machine built to kill people.
Phew~
The silver-haired boy's breathing became a little heavier unconsciously, his throat rolled slightly, and he exhaled lightly.
At the same time, he kept stepping back, carefully controlling the distance between himself and the big man.
"Damn."
"Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"
On the other side, Illyrio, who had been hit by a sword in the thigh, looked pale and bloodless at the moment. The injured area on his leg was still bleeding, and he was leaning against the cold wall.
In fact, Illyrio had arranged a back-up force in advance to prepare for emergencies. If something unexpected happened, reinforcements would come to rescue them.
However, for some unknown reason, the back-up plan arranged by Illyrio has not yet arrived.
At this moment, the governor with a yellow forked beard looked at the big man facing Viserys, and his already pale face looked even more desperate.
"Viserys? Are you sure you want to fight this guy?"
"This is the tallest fucking person I've ever seen!"
Not only the governors of Pentos, but even Illyrio felt that Viserys had no chance of winning this battle. The Pentos soldiers who had now surrounded the battlefield and emerged from the clearing also thought so.
"By the gods!"
"This guy might be able to fuck a dragon!"
"Who can fight him?"
Illyrio was still chattering, but Viserys had no time to pay attention to the frightened governor at the moment.
Because this is the most dangerous moment he faces.
He didn't know who would win and who would lose in a one-on-one duel with the Magic Mountain if Drogo was still alive, but now the psychological pressure brought by this guy from the Magic Mountain was stronger than Drogo's.
"Viserys Targaryen."
At this moment, the extremely tall man, whose entire body was covered in thick armor, suddenly spoke.
His voice was deep and resonant, like the big bell of St. Belle's Cathedral, and you might even feel your ears buzzing when you listen to it up close.
Under the heavy helmet, Mo Shan's cold eyes were also locked on the silver-haired little guy in front of him.
silver hair
He remembered that at that time, he was kneeling in front of a guy with silver hair, whose face was somewhat similar to the boy in front of him.
However, he hates kneeling to others.
There are two things that the noble Ser Gregor Clegane hates most in his life. The first is that there are other men who are better looking than him, and the second is that he kneels before others.
And the silver-haired man took both of them, and even put a sword on his neck.
Therefore he hates people with silver hair.
"Your brother Rhaegar once personally knighted me."
Gregor Clegane spoke again, his voice still loud, and his cold eyes staring at the little guy in front of him.
At the same time, he dragged the heavy sword with one hand and rubbed it on the ground, sparks burst out, and he walked towards Viserys.
"Is it?"
Viserys didn't know why the Mountain mentioned this past incident, so he frowned slightly and continued to speak.
"But you betrayed him."
Although he was talking, Viserys still paid 200% of his attention in his heart, staring closely at the opponent's movements without daring to be careless in the slightest.
But the next second.
Without any warning, the Mountain suddenly swung the giant sword in his hand and struck at Viserys, as if he wanted to cut Viserys in half with one strike.
Although the body of the Demon Mountain is huge, the speed it moves when it does not move is also very astonishing. When it swings its heavy sword with two hands, it strikes down with a sword very fast and hard.
When Viserys saw the other party suddenly attacking, his heart skipped a beat even though he had been prepared.
However, his reaction was still very quick, and he quickly dodged to the side to avoid the sword.
clang
The Mountain held the giant sword in one hand and struck hard at the place where Viserys had just stood. The gravel and dust flew into the air, directly shattering the floor where Viserys had been standing just now.
"hiss"
The Pentos soldiers who had vacated the surrounding area to watch could not help but gasp when they saw this scene.
"This monster..."
His power is really too great.
Viserys exhaled slightly after dodging the Mountain's sword. However, he did not rush to fight back. Instead, he held Dusk in his hand and still kept an appropriate distance from the opponent. It looked like he was possessed by the Demon.
The mountain was frightened.
Illyrio was leaning in the corner and also watching the battle between Viserys and the Mountain, but in his current situation he could not help Viserys at all.
Even if he went back twenty years ago, to the time when he was a young and strong mercenary, he still wouldn't be able to fight against such a terrifying big guy.
"Viserys, be careful!"
Illyrio could only speak to cheer Viserys up.
However, Viserys had no time to pay attention to the voices next to him at this moment. He was facing this terrible enemy with all his strength.
He couldn't make the same mistake as Oberyn. As long as he gave this guy the Mountain a chance, he might be the one who died.
"This guy's attack range is too wide."
Viserys analyzed secretly in his mind.
At the same time, he also thought about how Oberyn had mentioned how to fight a big man when he was teaching him spear skills.
Oberyn has never forgotten his sister's hatred, so he has been practicing over the years how to defeat, or kill, a person much larger than himself.
"The big guys look muscular and menacing."
"But they also don't have much muscle in their necks, eyes and other vital places."
At that time, Oberyn was holding a spear in one hand, and the young silver-haired boy had just been knocked down by him and was sitting on the ground panting.
Oberyn then marked the boy's body with the tip of his spear.
"here."
"here."
The sharp tip of the gun approached the boy's throat and eyes at close range.
"And here."
Snapped
Finally, the Prince of Dorne slapped Viserys on the butt with the barrel of his gun, urging him to get up from the ground quickly.