Chapter 758 Norfoss

The distance from King's Landing to Norvos is long, and it may take several months to travel normally, but these distances are not a problem for the dragon.

Viserys flew to Norvos within a few days of his departure from King's Landing, during which he stopped briefly at Pentos to catch up with old friends.

But even so.

Viserys flew across the narrow sea on a dragon to Norvos, and it was also faster than the raven's flight, but when he got here, Viserys found this monk in the deep mountains. The city seems to be holding a grand funeral, with white banners hanging all over the grand buildings in the upper city, and a huge shrine can be seen from the sky.

However, when the dragon hovered in the sky of Norvos, everyone in the city of Norvos panicked.

"My God!"

"This is a dragon! This is a dragon!"

Because it's hard not to remind the Norvoths of a time when they were dominated by Valyrian Freeholds hundreds of years ago.

Although Norvos, like Loras and Kohor, was founded by religious dissidents in Valyria, according to legend, a bearded monk who believed in the mysterious god was dissatisfied with Valyria's liberal and liberal belief system, so he led the tantra The believers left the Land of Long Summer and settled down in Norvos.

They built a fortress and a temple here, and bought autonomy from the Liberty Fortress. As its vassal, they made offerings year after year, but they were protected by the Liberty Fortress. Later, in the war of the Andals invading Norvos, Vary Leah dispatched hundreds of giant dragons in one breath, instantly destroying King Cologne and the army of Andals who were accustomed to fighting under his command, saving the fate of Norvos from being conquered.

It was this war, however, that the fear of dragons and Valyria was rooted in the hearts of Norvos.

Today, Valyria is re-emerging in the West, founded by one of their immediate neighbors.

In recent years, the empire has also been expanding its territory, annexing Myr, Rhys, and Tyrosh one after another, all of which have made the Norvos terrified. It suddenly landed in front of their eyes, repeating the scene of the Andal army flying ashes and annihilation outside the city of Norvos.

Therefore, when the black god of death Balerion suddenly appeared in the sky of Norvos and roared, many Norvos and bearded monks were all facing enemies, and the whole city was in the roar of the dragon. trembling.

thump—

thump—

thump—

However, at this moment, the three ancient bells of Norvos, Noum, Nara, and Neil all rang at the same time.

When the ancient bell, which was called one of the world's nine man-made wonders by "Long-legged" Lomas, rang, the entire city-state could hear it.

Because these bells will tell every Norvoth what to do now, including getting up, going to bed, working, resting, fighting, praying, and even when it's okay to have sex.

"gather!"

"Hurry up!"

"Prepare to defend against the enemy!"

The soldiers of the Holy Guard armed with long axes began to gather, and the entire city-state in the mountains and hills was in chaos.

And Norvos also has a "governor council", but this is only a form, because all the governors are chosen by gods through monks, there is no rule, some are noble, some are ordinary.

"What should I do?"

A dozen or so bearded monks were at a loss as they stood in front of the ancient temple, because they didn't know how to deal with the dragon. Their mysterious god didn't tell them, but only told them to influence the enemy with kindness.

However, at this moment, the black dragon above his head suddenly let out a deafening roar, the entire city-state trembled again, and all the holy guards holding the long axes rolled their throats, their palms were full of sweat, and at the same time a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared Appeared in front of twelve bearded monk governors.

Immediately, a young man wearing a black cloak and long silver-gold hair came out.

"Good day, everyone."

hoo~

And the escaping black mist was retracted back into the black cloak.

"you are."

The bearded monk governor of Norvos had a shocked look on his face, because this is miracles and magic. An old monk with a gray beard and a face piled around couldn't help but respect his tone, and then asked. road.

In fact, Viserys has no need to prove his identity.

However, after all, his trip was asking for others, but when he clarified his identity, he got an unexpected answer.

"He is dead."

"Just a few days ago."

The old monk does not know how many years he has survived, including the twelve monk governors who were selected by the mysterious god.

Because many of them are not from aristocratic families, but know that since their grandfather, they have heard that there is a highly respected old monk in the ancient temple on the Sinner's Steps.

He is the core of the entire tantric belief, yet even his name and title are not known.

However, he had suddenly died of illness a few days ago. It happened so suddenly that no one could have imagined it in advance. Even because no one came to disturb him often, even the corpse stinked when he was found. It is also normal for older people.

"Get ill?"

"died?"

And Viserys was a little stunned when he heard this answer, and frowned slightly.

He did not expect such a coincidence. A few days before he came to Norvos, the 'prophet' of the Essos continent died suddenly.

Then Viserys was silent for a while, and the twelve bearded monk governors in front of him were also uneasy. After all, this person in front of him was probably the most terrifying person in the whole world, not to mention that he just had a fantastic performance. It also frightened the bearded monks present, the giant dragon was above their heads, and they did not dare to raise any evil intentions.

"Can I see him?"

And Viserys, who was silent for a long time, asked abruptly.

"sure."

"His death is a huge loss for the entire tantra, and we are all mourned."

It was still the gray-bearded monk at the head. He took the initiative to stand up and bow slightly, and then led Viserys to the burial place of the old monk.

The funeral was held for a few days, and now his body is still in the coffin and has not been buried.

And Viserys came to this magnificent mourning hall, and the monks present were all terrified and looked at Viserys with uneasy eyes. It was obvious that the scene of the dragon circling and roaring in the sky just scared the people present. Few people.

They all thought that the Valyrian Empire was going to attack the pure land of Norvos.

However, when they saw that only Viserys came here, they couldn't help but look slightly moved, and many thoughts rose in their hearts. However, the twelve monk governors did not say anything. Except for the old monk who led the way, the rest Everyone obediently followed behind him, so he gave up his thoughts.

"He rests here now."

Then the old monk who was leading the way turned around and said.

And Viserys didn't speak, just nodded slightly, he stepped forward and looked up and down the coffin in front of him.

Then he reached out and grabbed the lid of the coffin suddenly, and lifted it directly.