Sometimes the timid can survive. When he saw Werther raising his sword and pointing at it, Illyrio was so frightened that he retreated to the side of the ship. When the fire girl beside Werther moved, he immediately jumped into the sea without saying a word. Seeing the fireball flying over, everyone on the boat instinctively crouched down to avoid it.
The fireballs emitted by the flame elves are mostly ordinary fireballs, sometimes mixed with a few explosive fireballs. Although they are not as powerful as the explosions that Witte has blessed with wind magic, the flame elves can fire them continuously.
The deck of the ship was immediately ignited by flames, which ignited the sails. Sailors and soldiers were jumping into the water or jumping to other nearby ships.
The ship belonged to Illyrio, the governor of Pentos, and it was a large ship that could sail. The fireball was aimed at Viserys and Daenerys. The fireballs kept exploding near them, and the flames were raging and wood chips were flying everywhere. They were lying on the deck.
Take shelter on the boat and climb to the bow.
Fires began to break out everywhere on the ship, and Viserys's pants were also set on fire. He slapped the fire out on his pants, but a large area of skin on his calf was still burned.
The power of fire magic is good, but the accuracy is not good, and since it is released by the flame elf, it is very good that all the fireballs can fall on the ship.
After giving the order to the fire elves to continue the attack, Veidt jumped from the bridge to the ship below, quickly ran across the deck, jumped onto another ship, and ran towards Viserys' ship.
People in a sea of fire will instinctively go to places where there is no fire. Now only the bow of the ship is not on fire. On the deck, Viserys got up with difficulty and ran to the deck.
"Boom!" A large piece of burning sail fell down. Viserys rolled over to avoid it, but Daenerys, who was following behind him, was completely crushed by the sail.
"Brother! Brother!" Daenerys's cry came from under the burning sail.
Viserys stopped, now it was a sea of fire, and Werther was chasing after him. It was a desperate situation! He was very entangled in his heart. He could still run away now, but could he really run away? Even if he ran away, his sister under the flames would also die.
Certain death.
"Woo~" Hearing his sister's cry from under the flames, Viserys thought of his mother. He had always hated his sister! When he was a child, his mother took him and fled to Dragonstone Island, and gave birth to his sister on a stormy night, but
Her mother also died giving birth to her.
Therefore, he has always been very rough with his sister, training her as a political tool, and rarely giving her a good look. Moreover, he feels that his sister is also afraid of him. But do he really not love his sister? Should he save his only relative or not? p>
"Woo~" Viserys turned his head and saw Werther jumping continuously between the ships, not far away. He heard his sister's cry continuing under the flames, and looked at his burned calf.
Daenerys was pressed under the burning sail. The flames had burned through her clothes. The sail was so heavy that she could not push it open with her strength. She could only cry in despair.
"Ah~~~" At this time, a corner of the sail was lifted up by a pair of hands. The flames burned on the hands, and the skin immediately began to blister, and the flesh and blood were burned until it cracked and turned. A hole appeared after the sail was lifted up.<
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"Come out quickly!"
Daenerys quickly climbed out and found that her brother Viserys had saved her. Looking at her brother's burned hands, she wanted to touch them but didn't dare to, so she had to hold her brother's waist and start crying.
Through the flames, Viserys looked at Werther, who was almost here, and then looked at Daenerys, who was not burned at all, but was just completely black. He touched his sister's intact hair with his tactile hands:
"I am the only remaining male of the Targaryen family, and I am destined to die here today."
Viserys was arrogant, arrogant, and even possessed some family inherited madness, but he was not stupid and still understood the situation clearly. He grabbed Daenerys's shoulders:
"A lot of information about the family has been lost. Sister, remember what happened today. Real dragons are not afraid of fire! Your ability may be the key to unlocking the Targaryen family's secrets about magic and dragons!"
Viserys pushed her off the side of the ship.
When Daenerys heard her brother say this, she cried and grabbed Viserys's hands. Viserys was pulled and fell to the side of the ship, lying on his back. The scorching temperature on the ship baked his hair into curls. Daenerys
Si took his hands and hung him on the side of the boat.
"Let's go together! Woo~~, let's go together!"
As soon as it hit, Witte fell to the deck, and the flame elves in the distance also stopped attacking.
"Stop talking! Veidt is here!" Viserys ordered his sister and broke one of her hands away. Daenerys stopped crying, the tears on her face were dried, and she grabbed one of her brother's hands with both hands.
Without letting go, Viserys could only turn over with difficulty and lie on his back.
The magical flames suddenly separated, and Veidt walked in front of Viserys.
"The former prince Viserys Targaryen! I never thought we would meet in this way."
"Despicable Seizer! Do you want me to beg for mercy?" Viserys was cursing while also looking for a glimmer of hope.
"No, I only want to say a few more words to you because of your status. You should have thought that this day would come from the moment you win over those who want to be restored." Witte held the Dark Sisters in his hands and stood still to talk to him. "Hahaha, if you don't do this, will your Baratheon family let us brothers and sisters go?" Viserys laughed, but his voice was trembling.
"My eldest brother Robert has given you the opportunity to live peacefully for more than ten years. Otherwise, do you think it would be difficult to find a few assassins to kill you with the ability of the King of the Seven Kingdoms?"
"We, the Targaryen family, are the orthodox ones. You, the Baratheon family's predators, are destined to be punished! The nobles of the seven countries will raise their armies to attack you!" Viserys knew clearly that he might not have a chance to escape this time.<
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"You Targaryens are just conquerors. Do you really think it was destined by God? Don't be naive! If you want to participate in the game of power, you will have a narrow escape. If you are not capable, don't join. Many families have perished because of these things.
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Werther raised his sword:
"You and I have just met for the first time. There is no right or wrong, just different stances. This sword is called the Dark Sister. It is the heirloom sword of your Targaryen family. I will use it to send you to meet your family today.
Ancestor."
Viserys breathed faster and closed his eyes.
There was no scream, Daenerys felt her hands lose strength, and then blood flowed from the deck of the ship and dripped onto her face.
Knowing that her brother was dead, Daenerys's crying face slowly became firm. She let go of her hand and fell into the sea, swimming to the bottom of the boat next to her.
Werther stepped over a dozen boats and jumped ashore, put the Dark Sister on his shoulders, and walked to the Neptune Palace with Viserys's still bleeding head in one hand. The fire elf also followed behind him, leaving a long string of burning