Chapter 76 Mutation
"What curse?" Dany was getting more and more curious.
"I don't know." Euron shook his head and said with a look of fear: "We landed in Telia at the northern end of the Sea of Smoke - there are rumors that Telia is still inhabited even after the Cataclysm, which is completely nonsense.
The sky there is as dark red as a furnace, the land is as hot as the iron plate on the stove, and the well water is bubbling with white steam.
It has been four hundred years, and the underground fire has not been extinguished. If there is life that can survive there, it will not be human, but the devil!"
"The so-called curse, it can't be fever, right?" Jorah touched his chin and said.
"No, it's definitely not fever. Although everyone has symptoms of dehydration, we are not short of water, nor are we afraid of the heat. The other two pirates are from the Summer Islands. Do you think they are not as heat-resistant as me?" Euron retorted.
"How did they die?" Dany asked.
"The limbs are curled up into a ball, the hands are open like claws, the skin is blistering and pus is flowing all over the body, and the purple and black pustules are as dense as pomegranate seeds.
Less than half a day after setting foot on Tria, hundreds of people have become so horrible. How could it be fever?"
When Euron said this, the fear that could not be concealed flashed in his one eye.
Dany's heart moved, and she couldn't help but look at Jorah. The knight also happened to look over. When the two looked at each other, they knew that the other party was thinking the same thing.
The body of the Valyrian dragon king found at the southern end of the Red Waste was also curled up with limbs, purple and black all over, and the dry and hard skin with dense holes was tightly attached to the bones, as if all the muscles in the body had turned into thick water and flowed dry. There is probably a curse!
I don't know if the dragon can resist it. Well, the dragon corpse that is bigger than Balerion is now buried in the sand!
"Have you found the ruins of the city?" Dany asked again.
"Teliya itself is the richest city-state besides Valyria. Most of the houses are covered with thick volcanic ash. How can I have the strength to dig alone? Fortunately, the city lord's mansion is a tall castle. The volcanic ash has piled up a small earthen slope under the castle. After climbing up, I came directly to the top floor."
Speaking of this, Euron smiled proudly, "Ha, the richest person in Teliya is undoubtedly the city lord, who is a noble dragon king!"
"Did you get any secret skills?" Dany did not take the initiative to ask him how much treasure he got.
Euron's blue eyes darkened for a moment, and returned to a "gentle smile" before anyone noticed.
"There are no mystics." He shook his head and explained, "Although the entire Long Summer belongs to the Valyrian Empire, only the city of Valyria, which is the capital, is the core area of the Valyrians.'
The rest of the place can only be regarded as colonies of the dragon kings, and one or several Valyrian nobles rule over other ethnic groups in the city-state.
Just like Volantis today, only the ruling class are real Valyrians, and they are not even great nobles. You see, they don't even have dragons."
At this point, he glanced at Dany, "The dragon kings are all in Valyria, and the mystics and most of the treasures are also in Valyria. Even the Targaryens, after leaving Valyria, lost the mystic art of forging Valyrian steel. Or, did the rulers at the time not allow your ancestors to take the mystic art away?"
Dany could see that Euron, like her, yearned for the witchcraft and magical technology of Valyria.
Euron looked around and asked, "Your Majesty, where are your dragons? Where did they come from?"
Dany thought it was no secret, so she told him about her marriage to the khal, Illyrio's sending of dragon eggs, Viserys' death, and the deaths of Drogo and Rhaegal. Her voice was flat, as if she was telling someone else's story.
It was indeed someone else's story.
But these plain words sounded like her heart was already broken, and there was nothing more sad than a dead heart.
"Your Majesty, you." Euron's eyes were filled with tears, as if he felt the same way.
This guy is a good actor!
Dany didn't believe that this pirate who killed people without blinking an eye could be so emotional.
"It's okay!" She waved her hand and sighed, "Fate took away three relatives from me, Viserys, Drogo, and Rhaegal, and also brought me three children. A shadowbinder from Asshai told me that only life can be exchanged for life, and the three closest relatives are the price I paid for hatching dragons." Is this how dragons are hatched?
Euron's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said, "Your Majesty, perhaps it is the will of the gods that I am lucky enough to survive and dig up so many treasures in Valyria. Finally, when you just came to this sea area, I just happened to leave the Storm Wall and meet you with a one in ten million chance. This is also fate. Fate has destined me to bring you enough wealth to restore your country."
"What did you say?" Dany opened her mouth wide and said in disbelief.
"I will give you all the wealth on the Serenity. I am willing to serve Her Majesty the Queen and take back your throne from those traitors."
Euron was righteous and awe-inspiring. At this moment, he was not alone. Countless people with lofty ideals who have sacrificed their families to help others in thousands of years of Chinese history are with him.
But the problem is that Westeros, whose history is several times longer than that of Chinese civilization, has never had a person who has ruined his family to help others.
"Are you sure?" Jorah also looked at the Crow's Eye with a face full of doubt.
Euron smiled faintly and said to the black servant behind him: "Tell them to bring the boat over."
The servant said nothing, climbed down the spiral staircase on the side of the ship, returned to the boat, and rowed towards the Serenity 300 meters away.
During this process, Jorah and Whitebeard did not stop him, because Crow's Eye had no intention of leaving at all, and he stayed surrounded by everyone.
If the Serenity made any unusual movements, Crow's Eye's life would be in danger.
Could it be that this guy was seduced by my beauty?
Or, I inadvertently revealed extraordinary qualities and inner beauty that I didn't even know about?
Dany thought shamelessly.
Not only was she puzzled, but the experienced Whitebeard also felt that the situation was gradually out of control. Decades of experience as a bodyguard made him subconsciously step forward half a step, faintly protecting Dany within the defense range of his crutches.
But after the red-shelled ship approached and put up the gangplank, nothing unusual happened. A group of bare-chested sailors carrying large boxes came over from the opposite ship.
The heavy boxes made the gangplank creak, and with every step, the wide gangplank would bend an amazing arc.
"Bang!" The first sailor silently placed the box on the deck of the Cedurian. The rosewood box lid, which was larger than the largest suitcase, opened, and the light of jewelry and gold ornaments shone throughout the venue, and a burst of amazed gasps sounded on the deck.
"Bang!" The second box was full of ancient Valyrian gold coins.
"Bang!" The third box was shining purple pearls.
The only sound during the whole process was the heavy collision of the boxes on the deck, the exclamations after the lids were opened, and the sound of swallowing saliva.
Dany was surprised to notice that the sailors who came from the Serenity were very "serene", saying nothing, and did not react to the exclamations and trivial discussions of the crowd.
When the 24th sailor opened the 24th box, Dany said to the bald man, "No need to open the box."
But there was no response. The man seemed not to hear and continued to open the lid. It was a box of fine silk from the Jade Sea. It must have been obtained by Euron from robbing merchant ships, not from Valyria.
"What's wrong with them?" Whitebeard also noticed the abnormality and stepped forward to ask vigilantly.
Euron was stunned for a moment, and did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked around with a strange smile, "I am the captain of the Serenity. As a fellow countryman in Westeros, don't you understand why it is called the 'Tranquility'?"
"You cut off the tongues of all the crew members?!" Jorah turned his eyes away from the 24 boxes of treasure and said to the one-eyed man with disgust.
"Click!" Crow's Eye smiled and raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. "That's right. I love quietness and don't like my subordinates to talk too much. So if you want to board my Silence, you must cut off your tongue first."
"No," Dany frowned, "They are not only dumb, but also deaf." " That's right
," Crow's Eye smiled strangely, took a step back, and distanced himself from Jorah. "Your Majesty, you have a keen insight. So, can you guess why I filled their ears with golden liquid?"
"Woo--"
The sudden, low and desolate horn sounded like a thick black cloud, instantly covering the three nearby ships. In an instant, everyone on the deck felt that there were thousands of wronged dead spirits screaming, shouting, cursing, and howling in their ears. It was as if every inch of their skin was being pulled by the dead, and they couldn't move at all.
Jorah and Whitebeard were determined and better than others. They staggered in front of Dany like drunks, but this was the limit of what they could do.
At that moment, their faces were distorted, as if there was a burning flame burning in their bones, the scorching temperature from the inside out, baking their bones, muscles, blood vessels, skin, and hair.
Every cell in the body was burning in the dragon's flame.
Dany had the same feeling, but she felt so comfortable in the flames that she wanted to moan, and the highest point of sexual desire was just like this.
At this moment, Euron stepped forward quickly, leaned forward, and knocked down the white beard who was trembling and raising his cane with his left elbow. His right hand was like a phantom, and he quickly snatched the iron sword from Jorah's hand.
Then, Dany felt a chill on her neck, and she woke up from the afterglow: she was held in Euron's arms, and a large sword blade with cold light was placed on her slender neck.
She was held hostage.
"Haha, easier than I thought," Euron laughed and stretched out his long tongue to lick Dany's ear, whispering intoxicatedly, "Is this the taste of being a queen? It's so wonderful, what a pity, Daenerys, my baby, my little queen, I'm a little reluctant to kill you!"
"You--"
"Hiss--ha--"
Before Dany could say anything, she was horrified to see the white dragon and the green dragon that were hiding behind the copper shields of the centaurs rushing out like crazy, opening their mouths and spewing scarlet dragon fire at the centaurs who were staggering like drunken people around them.
And her big black fell headfirst from the top of the mainmast.
Immediately entered the dragon spirit.
She seemed to have entered a sea that was being ravaged by a force 12 typhoon. It used to be so peaceful here, like the embrace of a wandering mother, and she could easily merge with her but now.
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