There was a riot in the king's land on the other side because of the "serious illness" of the imperial prime minister, and there was a lot of dense crowds, as if the huge fleet covering the entire sea, was in a panic.

The weather was bright when it set sail yesterday, and it gradually became gloomy at night. Today, after a night, there were even strong winds on the surrounding sea.

The dark clouds above the head were covered with thick clouds, and the heavy clouds kept surging. Occasionally, bursts of lightning and thunder suddenly appeared. Every time they appeared, it made countless people below who were looking up at them panic.

This is clearly a sign of the coming storm.

What's strange is that it hasn't rained yet?

But even so, it was enough to make most people feel timid. Many senior sailors and captains proposed to return. The nomads who took the boat for the first time were so scared that they knelt down and shouted, believing that they must have caused the gods to get angry after leaving the grassland.

However, not everyone was so unaware. The Dothraki priests were busy rushing on various ships to comfort the people. Some red robe figures interspersed in various parts of the fleet shouted to the sky, and they kept talking in their mouths. Some even caught some slaves on the ship and launched a cruel fire sacrifice regardless of the slaves screaming.

In fact, when the climate initially changed yesterday, some monks of red robe did this. Their behavior was not to fool people, but to be effective, otherwise the storm would not have not yet arrived completely.

However, although it is effective, it is not that strong. The momentum of the storm has been slowed down, but it has never completely disappeared, but has slowly increased.

Among the many ships, a tall and thin figure in a red robe stood on the bow deck with a scepter in his hand, looking up at the horror in the sky with a serious expression.

This is not a normal storm. He could feel a special will hidden in the wind blowing his clothes around him, and the storm was attracted by this will.

He is no stranger to this.

Before he became the supreme priest of the Church of Red Gods in his early years, he had traveled to the continent of Westeros and had seen this phenomenon from a sea outside the Storm of the Seven Kingdoms.

This was also one of the reasons why he clearly opposed landing in the storm when they formulated their march plan not long ago. The place was not only mountains and forests, but also unfavorable to cavalry operations, but also at the risk of falling fleets in the sea area.

However, what happened right now surprised him - this place is not close to the storm, and it is even far away from the Westeros continent, why does this unique will come?

The confusion in his heart made him feel inexplicably bad. Seeing that the sky was getting worse, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind resolutely. Then he suddenly turned around and spoke loudly in front of the many figures on the deck.

"The darkness of the long night is shrouded in this sea, and it is also resisting the power of the King of Light!"

The tall and thin Supreme Priest Benelero's cheeks and jaw were covered with flame tattoos. His lipsless mouth opened and closed without any need to be deliberately made, and naturally he made a loud sound.

"But this cannot do anything to the devout believers of the True God! But this cannot do anything to the devout believers of the True God!!"

The words full of tremolo sounded particularly sacred, and the firmly stern words seemed to be sure to win, which made many people on the deck look forward to it. The silver-haired young man Viserys was even more excited.

Then Viserys saw the red-robed priests around him moving under the orders of Benelero, some going to carry firewood, some pulling out one wailing slave after another from the cabin, and some red-robed monks carried out one statue after another.

The Seven Gods of Westeros, the Crying Lady of Rees, the God of Sheep from the Razarin, the God of Harmony of Nas Island...

He did not see the mainstream gods among the nine free trade city-states, but some statues of rare gods still dazzled Visaris, so he couldn't help but whisper to a teenage girl next to him: "The Targaryan family's motto is blood and fire, which is consistent with the style of the King of Light Rahlo, and told me that the conquerors should believe in the King of Light, and what seven gods do they believe in?"

The little girl blinked when she heard this, and did not dare to respond to the brother beside her casually discussing the topic of his ancestors. Prince Viseris didn't care about this and looked at the busy red-robed monks. He opened his mouth and was about to continue to say something, but his feet staggered. The turbulence of the boat board made him hang over and fall to the ground!

This made His Highness a little angry. He subconsciously thought that the sailors who were driving the boat had hit some reef, which made him, the King of Westeros lose face, but then he suddenly heard a panic behind him, and couldn't help but look back and stare at him.

In the sight, several huge black and brown pythons were tightly wrapped around the stern of the boat under their feet, squirming and contracting, and constantly shaking the ship with force!

No, that is not a python, but a tentacle! Tentacles that are one!

"Sea, sea monster!?"

Subconsciously murmured, Viserys suddenly felt a violent wind coming from behind, and his head couldn't help but be confused. Then he was knocked to the deck by the guard beside him, staring blankly at a heavy tentacle wrapped in shadow and swept across his head. A piece of sea water dripped on his cheeks, causing a little coldness, making him tremble.

"Your Highness, go quickly!"

The guard's cry sounded in his ears, and then he was pulled hard and ran towards the bow of the ship not far away. His footsteps staggered involuntarily. His head couldn't help but look back. The heavy tentacle had tightly hooked the mast of the ship at this time, and then he heard a creaking sound. The mast that should have been strong broke instantly and smashed towards the side of the ship!

All this happened so quickly that it seemed that after blinking a few times, the surroundings were in chaos.

The terrifying monster came, and some people were hiding in panic, while others shouted at the tentacles. In a tense atmosphere, the silver-haired prince was tightly protected by the guards at the tail end of the other side of the ship without tentacles. In front of him was the supreme priest Benelo in red robe, with his back facing Viseris, and he looked no more afraid. Instead, he walked forward with a scepter.

As he advanced, the tentacles of the sea monsters that were dragging and rubbing against the ship suddenly trembled, as if pain was coming!

This red-robed monk has a way to deal with this monster!

Viserys felt relieved when he saw this, and heard a whisper of the guards in his ears.

"I heard that the big pirate Regnar has a sea monster escort. Could it be this one?"

pirate?

This word made the silver-haired prince, who should have been filled with fear, unable to help but feel angry.

If it is a simple non-human monster, it is nothing. Now that I heard that this monster was driven by a mere lowly pirate, he had to instinctively think that he had been insulted.

So he opened his mouth and was about to speak, but a slight thud suddenly appeared behind him, which made Viserys slightly stunned. Then he couldn't help but turn his head to look, and found that the guard who was facing away from him and was now lying on the guardrail of the ship. A metal arrow stained with blood on the back of his neck broke open his skin and revealed it faintly!

"have--!"

His pupils suddenly shrank, and Viserys opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but at this moment, he suddenly poked out a hand outside the ship to tightly grasp his collar, and then a huge pulling force suddenly attacked!

In a panic scream, the silver-haired prince pounced and fell into the sea under the ship!

However, the matter was not over. After the attacker succeeded, he did not leave directly. Instead, he used his other hand to leap onto the boat. Then he kicked the guardrail without hesitation and rushed hard, knocking a guard who turned around and knocked to the ground when he heard the sound. Then he rolled on the ground, avoiding the sword attacking on the other side, and stood up skillfully and took a few steps forward. The long bow in his hand, which had already been on the arrow while rolling, was pulled into a full moon. He lifted it up decisively, and he suddenly let go without aiming!

The arrow flew and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the tall and thin red robe figure in front of him with his back facing the place, making him scream involuntarily, and his body was weak to slid towards the deck. Then the shooter looked sideways away from the guard dressed in a knight behind him and slashed angrily. The bow string of the long bow in his hand had been broken from the tail at some point, and was swept by him as a whip to the scared silver-haired little girl not far away.

The force of inertia made the bowstring rewind and tangled his neck tightly. The girl's face turned red and was pulled closer to her, but she was not hurt in the end because the guards rescued her from the "whip" in less than two seconds. However, after such delay, when they pulled out their hands, the assassin had already stepped onto the shipboard guardrail and jumped into the sea.

The thud sound accompanied by the girl's crying cough made the four guards furious, but they also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The whole process only took about three or four seconds. The assassin's appearance to disappearance was very short. The figure of Hong's robe who had been attacked by an arrow in his heart was collapsed to the ground and had not completely died. Most people around him did not react and stared at all.

The deck became silent, and several tentacles of the sea monster took the opportunity to shrink back, causing a lot of noise, so the scream suddenly sounded, and a chaotic blast occurred even more than the attacks of the sea monster just now.

"The Supreme Priest was assassinated!"

"Go and save Prince Viserys--!"
Chapter completed!