Ferrego Antalion, aquaman of Bravos' generation, was stabbed to death in his bed.

His bodyguard, Quero Valentine, the chief swordsman of this generation, also died beside his bed, and several guards died at the door of the bedroom. Not long after, news came out of the King's Palace. Quero Valentine conspired to murder the King's Palace and was killed by the loyal guards. There were also unreliable news that it was killed by Vite Baratheon, but the guards of the King's Palace did not see Vite coming in and out of the bedroom.

It was already late at night. The city was in chaos and the people fled everywhere. After the accident in the Sea King's Palace, most of the soldiers in the city began to gather here to start martial law.

At this time, Witt had already arrived on the street. Now he could not find Namelia and the others.

"If you can't find them, let them come to me."

Witt jumped onto a small boat and threw a silver dollar to the boatman.

"Send me to the feet of the Titan giant."

Ronald Clinton, Harry Strykland, and Damon Shad, rushed to Silt Town with Dorn's soldiers.

"My God!" After Harry Strykran entered the ruins, the surprised expression on his fat face never stopped.

Ronald Clinton walked in front: "You go quickly and find the officers of the Golden Corps as soon as possible to confirm whether they are alive."

"Okay, Lord Ronald, I try to keep up. It's really not easy to walk here." Harry Strykland walked in the ruins with difficulty.

There were collapsed houses everywhere, gravel and rubble, and the burned coke wood was still emitting blue smoke. From time to time, a little sparks appeared, and a group of people began to scatter and search.

"There are people here!" Damon Shad shouted, calling everyone to come and check it out.

"How can I recognize this!"

Several soldiers moved away the gravel and debris, and more than a dozen charred corpses crowded together appeared under the ruins.

A soldier pulled out his spear and picked out a corpse. The charred human body, fingers and toes, had been burned into ashes and scattered on the ground. His clothes had been burned, and even the outside of his body was black charcoal. When the spear was pushed away, the charred part fell, leaking out the ripe and broken human body inside, emitting a smell of barbecue.

"There is no longer a way to identify it." Damon Shad used his spear to tweak the head.

Harry Strykland came over at this time: "Look for gold on their arms! The officers have golden rings on their arms, and the commander's arms are more on them. That is their glory and wealth. If the gold is burned, it should be by their side."

Damon Shad shouted to the Dorn soldiers: "Look for gold near the body, hurry up, you must find it before the city guards come!"

"Ha!" The soldiers took the order and scattered to find someone.

Ronald Clinton put one hand on Harry Strykland's shoulder: "Do you want to take back the gold from the new leader of the Golden Corps, these dead officers?"

"The gold is to be taken back, and some people's children are still in the group." Harry Stryklan looked at Ronald with a fierce look, "but sometimes they will be stolen by the enemy."

Ronald Clinton patted his shoulder hard: "Hahaha, good brother!"

"Ronard Clinton!" Damon Shad walked up to him. "Their gold must be returned!"

Damon Shad participated in Oberon's secret plan and knew that the Golden Corps was basically controlled by Oberon. From the commander, officials to the sergeant commander, they were all arranged to take over. Taking away the gold means taking away Prince Dorn's gold, and he could not ignore it.

Ronald Clinton was furious: "What are you?"

"Your brother's glory does not belong to you. Your family territory and noble titles were confiscated by Robert. You are just a fugitive who ran to Ersos! And you should call me Sir Damon Shad now!" Damon Shad did not give in.

Ronald Clinton wanted to draw his sword, and his son "Red Roland" rushed over to stop him, "Dad, the Golden Group is our ally!"

"Hmph!" Ronald Clinton held the hilt of the sword, looked at Damon Shad with contempt and walked away.

Damon Shad waved to disperse the Dorn soldiers who had already surrounded him and looked at Ronald Clinton's back: "Along with this guy, something will happen sooner or later!"

Not long after, the soldiers found several charred corpses one after another, found melted gold nuggets below, and found a burly, broken-handed man, the largest gold nuggets melted under him.

Several people gathered together, Harry Strykran carefully identified, "Looking at the figure and the size of melted nuggets, this is Mis Toyn! That's right."

Damon Shad stood up and looked at the corpse. He didn't have to complete the task himself, and the target had been killed by Witt.

Harry Stryklan: "According to the rules of the Golden Corps, the heads of the previous regiment commanders will be cut off and hung on the legion flag."

Everyone nodded and heard about the rules of the Golden Group, but Harry Stryklan also looked at everyone and did not move for a long time.

"We are not from the Golden Group. Do we need to do the job of cutting off the former leader? You can do it yourself!" Damon Shad pulled out a dagger from his waist and threw it to Harry Strykland.

Harry Stryklan's face changed and he could only bite the bullet and start cutting and peeling with a dagger.

Witt took a boat to the foot of the Titan Giant. When he came to Bravos, he saw that the Giant was actually a military fortress, with hollow inside and a passage that could reach the top of the Giant's head.

The soldiers stationed here saw Wit coming and wanted to come and stop him, but were quickly pulled away by several officers.

The officers have already received news that the Flame Storm is what Vite does, and the Neptune was assassinated by his bodyguards, and the city is in chaos. Now several big-headed soldiers dare to stop Vite, and then the Titan giants will probably turn into fire giants.

The officers gave a noble salute to Witt and pulled the soldiers to give way to Witt.

"Mr. Witt, do you need to lead the way?"

Witt stopped and heard this familiar sentence, and felt that the officer was very knowledgeable.

"Please!"

With the officers leading the way, Witt successfully entered the interior of the giant. As a military fortress, there were many institutions and a large number of soldiers guarding it. The giant stood at the mouth of Bravos's only large ship. To guard the giant, he was to guard Bravos.

After walking through countless winding stairs, he finally reached the giant's eyes. The officer was so tired.

"You go and rest first, I will go down by myself then."

"Thank you, Lord Witt, I asked the servant to bring some food." There was nothing to destroy except the two braziers on it, so the officer went down to rest with confidence.

Witt grabbed the giant's eyes, flipped hard and jumped outside the giant's eyes, and then climbed onto the giant's helmet in two steps.

The sea breeze is strong at high places. Holding the decoration in the middle of the giant helmet, looking at Bravos City at night, this feels great!

Witt pulled out the Dark Sisters and engraved a few more words on the giant's helmet: Witt Baratheon is here for a trip.

On a boat not far from the giant, Oberon, Namelia and Terenie were talking on the deck about what happened tonight, and the whole city probably couldn't fall asleep.

Terenie suddenly pointed at the Titan Giant's head: "Look, is it Vette on the giant's head?"

Several people looked over and said that although it was dark, the giant's head still had some brightness because it had the function of a lighthouse.

Namelia: "It's him! I bought this dress for him in Mill City, and his movements can be recognized at a glance."

Oberon: "Then why did he take off his pants?"
Chapter completed!