Chapter 355 Recovery
When the terrible sound of the horn finally died away, Daenerys Targaryen got up from the ground with lingering fear.
The clothes on her body were torn, and there was a scrape on her leg, and dark red blood was oozing from the wound.
Daenerys didn't care about this minor injury, but went to the black dragon Drogon immediately.
Turning over the ruins, she quickly found her dragon.
"Drogon!" She ran quickly.
Cleopatra let go of Drogon at this time, but the black dragon was very dissatisfied with the guy who stepped on his neck, and was looking at the white dragon with angry eyes, his breath was heavy, and the flames ready to burst were faintly visible in his mouth.
"Drogon! Don't!" Daenerys reprimanded.
The black dragon roared out a puff of smoke, but still lowered its head obediently.
It appears that the connection between it and Daenerys was not interrupted by the horn.
Samwell was riding on the back of the white dragon, and he could only see all this out of the corner of his eye. At this time, his attention was more focused on the Harpy not far ahead.
However, he did not rush to attack.
Although the harpy was defeated by him and Bailong, this time, the other party was not alone.
Behind her, there were actually two statues of Harpies that "came alive".
However, the expressions of these two statues are obviously dull, and they don't have the pair of lightning-shine eyes of the Harpy in Astapone, and they are more like defective products.
I don't know how to fight.
Samwell waited for Daenerys to ride Drogon again before saying:
"The shortest harpy will be given to you, and the other two will be given to me."
Daenerys also sensed the Harpy's hostility, and nodded resolutely:
"good."
After getting a response, Samwell patted the white dragon's neck and said:
"Go! Cleopatra!"
"Roar-"
The white dragon let out a roar full of sulfur, flapped its wings, and rushed towards the Harpy in front.
The black dragon rushed up almost at the same time.
The three harpies let out a sharp whistle, almost piercing their eardrums, and then rushed over.
Boom!
The white dragon collided with a harpy, making a huge roar.
There was a strong wind around, gravel splashed, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the buildings next to it were crumbling and might fall apart at any time.
Cleopatra roared again, and hot flames gushed out from her mouth, instantly covering the Harpy.
Samwell pulled out the giant sword behind his back, but suddenly his eyes froze.
Because he discovered that the other two harpies rushed towards the black dragon Drogon.
He immediately realized that Daenerys' hatred value was actually higher than his.
Before he could think about why, Samwell let the white dragon deal with the harpy, jumped off the dragon's back, and rushed towards Daenerys.
At this time, the situation of the black dragon was very bad. A thick chain wrapped around its body like a python, making it unable to move.
A harpy stretched out its sharp claws, drawing three bloodstains on the black dragon's front abdomen.
The hot dragon's blood dripped to the ground with smoke, making a squeak.
Drogon roared in pain, opened his mouth and spewed out black flames, straight to the Harpy's face.
By this time, Samwell had already arrived.
Ignoring the raging fire, he nimbly jumped onto the knee of a harpy, and stabbed down with the huge sword in his hand.
Chi!
About one-third of the giant sword is sunken.
The harpy screamed in pain, and swung her claws towards the man on her knee.
Samwell held the sword in both hands, exerted all his strength, and followed the banshee's thigh all the way up.
The huge sword tore through the hideous gaps all the way, but no blood flowed out, but sparks, as if it was cutting bronze.
However, Samwell was sure that he had done harm to the Harpy.
Sharp Claws followed closely, and the chains churned like poisonous snakes, chasing Samwell's figure.
He dexterously jumped and walked on the Harpy's body, avoiding the enemy's attack.
But soon, he couldn't hide any longer, because the Harpy saw that he couldn't attack him, so she pointed her finger at Daenerys.
"Jump!" Samwell yelled as another harpies pounced on Drogon's back.
Daenerys jumped off the dragon's back decisively without any hesitation when she heard the words.
Below was the messy gravel, she subconsciously closed her eyes.
The expected fall and pain did not come, but crashed into a warm embrace.
"Sam!" Daenerys opened her eyes, smiled and put her arms around the man's neck.
Samwell is not in the mood to make out with her right now, so he rolled over while holding her as soon as he stood still.
Boom!
The place where he was standing was hit by the chain, and a big hole was smashed out.
Samwell hugged Daenerys and stood up again, a pool of hot blood dripping from his eyes.
"Drogon is hurt!" Daenerys exclaimed.
Drogon roared in pain, spewed out raging flames, and twisted his body violently, but he couldn't break free from the chains.
Samwell put down Daenerys and rushed forward.
A chain like a tarsus, chasing his figure.
Boom boom boom!
Samwell dodged deftly, and the chain could only hit his back, leaving big pits.
The fire was bright ahead, Samwell suddenly knelt down, and the world stopped at this moment.
All spiritual attributes are transformed into strength.
The ground under Samwell's feet sank suddenly, and the huge recoil force made him soar into the sky like a fired shell.
"Cleopatra!"
White Dragon dropped his opponent, rushed over, and threw the harpy on Drogon's back to the ground.
Samwell swung his sword in the air, and the milky white sword pierced the eye of a harpies.
No special eyes.
She screamed in pain.
Samwell held the giant sword and pulled it down violently.
Amid sparks flying in all directions, Harpy's head was cut with a hideous slit along the direction of her eyes.
She didn't die, though, and continued screaming.
Another harpy screamed, and a third did the same.
"Ahhhh—"
The terrifying scream pierced the sky suddenly, echoing between the heaven and the earth.
The sky suddenly darkened, and the sun disappeared.
Instead, a blood-red eye appeared in the west, watching everything in the world with extremely indifferent eyes.
"Ahhhh—"
Screams sounded from all directions, and terrifying energy fluctuations were brewing around, covering everything and destroying everything.
The sea water in Slaver Bay evaporated instantly, the mountains were blown down with the wind like dead leaves, and the buildings in the entire city collapsed like gravel.
Like the end of the world.
Samwell froze in place, an uncontrollable fear rose in his heart.
This terrible scene can make all mortals terrified, because this is no longer a power of the world.
This is the power of the gods!
"No, it's impossible!" Samwell immediately came to his senses, "If you have such terrifying power, why are you still playing guessing games with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't care about it, and with a huge sword in his hand, he rushed to the core Harpy.
The harpy with only half the head and one eye.
Blood red eyes.
Onyx eyes.
Eyes that can increase attributes.
The wind suddenly became violent, and the blood-red eyes in the sky shot out a thick light, blasting towards Samwell.
In the air, countless tentacles with fangs and claws rolled, all of them were grabbing at Samwell.
The screaming continued, surging like a worm, trying to get into Samwell's ear.
But Samwell was unmoved at all, allowing the blood to cover him, letting the tentacles wrap around him, letting countless murmurs, shouts, and pain echo in his ears.
He only went for that eye.
He firmly believes that all this is an illusion.
Only that eye is the truth, the source of everything.
The so-called Ghiscari gods are nothing but illusions that can be broken with a single poke!
Just like what he experienced in the ruins of Gujis when he touched the green water, it was all illusory, all lies!
Ding!
The giant sword touched the eye, and cracks like spider webs quickly covered the surface.
In an instant, the world changed drastically, and the wind was surging.
The blood-red eye that replaced the sun in the sky fell from the east with unwilling anger, and the surrounding tentacles dissipated like smoke. The three harpies also turned back into statues, but the damaged parts still haven't recovered.
Samwell picked up the eyeballs on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Daenerys running towards him.
"Are you hurt?" He saw blood dripping from between her legs.
"Sam!" Daenerys was very emotional, and threw herself into Samwell's arms, hugging him tightly.
"What's the matter?"
"I'm going to give you a baby!" Daenerys looked up, crying with tears in her eyes.
You will never have another child, Daenerys Targaryen. Unless the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. Unless the sea is dry and the mountains are blown away like dead leaves. Your uterus will move again.
This is the witch's curse on her.
But just now, she witnessed a miracle with her own eyes.
Witness the blood-red sun rising from the west and setting from the east, witnessing the drying of the sea and the mountains blowing down like dead leaves.
She also felt a part of her body come alive!
Her uterus is recovering!
"I want to give birth to you!" Daenerys gasped and kissed the man, "Give birth to a child with silver hair and purple pupils! Give birth to the pure blood of the real dragon!"
(end of this chapter)