The next morning, on the garden platform of the Great Pyramid.
Barristan checked the items in the travel bag and said worriedly, "I heard that Faceless One will not give up as long as they accept the task."
"There are always exceptions."
Danny was lying on the back of Big Black with a belt so that it was convenient for Whitebeard to ride. Today, they would continue the previously suspended trip to the Westeros.
The old knight was always just a passenger, but Danny could reach the realm of "human and dragon unity" with any dragon. If there was no wind and Big Black flew at the highest speed, she could also dance ballet on his back.
"We can't pose a threat to the Black and White House," the old knight said dejectedly.
"I have a dragon. The Faceless One will know about the war at Slave Bay. The Megalosaurus once threw fuel bombs at the ship. Won't that alert them?"
"Well, it's possible …"
Chola interrupted, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The sky above Braavos is shrouded in fog all year round, and the buildings on the ground can hardly be seen at high altitude.
Braavos was established 900 years ago and only hid for a hundred years before taking the initiative to announce its existence to the world. At that time, there were still three hundred years before the destruction of Valleglia!
But the Dragon King of Valleglia was afraid of getting lost in the fog. After receiving a sum of compensation from the Iron Treasury, he gave up the punishment of the descendants of the fugitive slaves. “
Danny shrugged and said indifferently, "Even if the negotiation fails, there is no loss. The Faceless One is not as terrible as imagined. Didn't Tintou discover her identity?"
Thinking of the dozens of patrol dogs in the pyramid today, the two white knights were silent.
This time, Danny changed the flight route. Instead of crossing the land of Long Summer, she crossed Slave Bay and went to Tolos across the bay. Then, she followed Valleglia Avenue to the northwest and flew in a straight line to the west to Volantis.
The whole process would be flying along Valleglia Avenue.
Because of the Alliance's attack route, one of them was the ancient Valleglia Avenue known as the "Devil's Avenue."
In less than two hours, Danny saw the ancient Valleglia Freedom Fortress built on the cape, Tolos.
Smaller and more dilapidated than Astapor, it was on the verge of being abandoned.
There were only a few flat-bottomed ships with their sails lowered at the harbor. Seven or eight crew members were carrying wine barrels, flour, and other goods from the ox carts parked at the harbor under the sun.
There were a few pedestrians walking on the old and empty grey stone streets. Hawkers wearing sunhats were pushing carts filled with colorful fruits along the pier to sell their wares. There were merchants in silk clothes hurriedly coming and going. There were sailors in short sleeves and shorts and prostitutes on the streets teasing Fearless.
There was also a blue-clothed servant leading a white elephant that was as tall as a one-story building. He shouted loudly for the people in front to make way.
A light breeze blew past, lifting the light yellow gauze curtain. One could see the pink-clothed girl peeking out from the golden chariot on the elephant's back.
The residents here wore loose robes in the style of ancient Valleglia. Their skin was white and smooth, and most of them had silver hair or light blond hair. They were typical of Valleglia. There were also a few Gith people wearing Toka robes.
Leaving the vicinity of the pier, the number of people on the streets decreased rapidly. Some of the squares were even empty. The whole of Toros had a gloomy and decadent tone. It was dull and lacked passion.
They quickly passed by the city with a radius of one kilometer. There were manors in the suburbs, forests full of red apples, green vineyards, golden wheat fields, and sporadic vegetable fields.
Even more land was barren. There were dozens of sheep and a few buffaloes strolling leisurely on the spacious Valleglia Avenue.
"The total population of Toros is less than fifty thousand. Their attitude is not a concern." Danny smiled.
"They are indeed not a threat to us. However, they can become an outpost for the alliance army. They can even be a base camp for the army." Barristan said.
"Hahaha, that's great!" Danny laughed. "If the alliance army shows signs of moving towards Toros, I will take down this city first and place the battlefield outside of my territory."
Of course, Toros had slaves too. However, Slave Bay was seven to eight hundred kilometers wide. Even if they took it down, it would only be an enclave. It would be a burden for Danny.
After two or three years, the results of the battle with Yuankai in Meereen would be completely digested. The next target would be Toros.
Toros flew two hundred kilometers northeast and came to a fork in the road. To the east was Mataris, and to the west was Borash.
Toros, which was located on the peninsula, could barely survive. However, Borash, which was on the great plains, was destroyed by the Dothraki in the Bloody Era (ps).
Starting from the fork in the road, the two of them entered the area of the Demon Avenue. Once again, the two of them entered the area of high-level magic radiation.
What was interesting was that this time, Dahei's Sea of Consciousness did not sense any crisis at all.
This proved one thing to Danny. Blackie's sense of danger did not only come from its own safety. Danny's safety could also trigger its sense of danger.
The ancient Valleglia Avenue in the Land of Long Summer was empty. There were no traces of people. However, on the stone road to Mataris, there were a few caravans.
There were dozens of people, more than a hundred horses, and thirty to forty ox carts. The caravan stretched for four to five hundred meters.
Through Blackie's vision, Danny saw four two-headed monsters, eight dwarves, and countless deformed creatures with crooked noses and missing eyes.
She guessed that the caravan belonged to Mataris.
After a hundred kilometers of grey-green wastelands, a boundless black sea suddenly appeared on the ground. It was the inland sea of the Land of Long Summer, the Sea of Sighs.
Mataris was located in the northernmost part of the Sea of Sighs. It was a black stone city with a radius of five kilometers. There were Sky-Piercing Towers, Sorcerer Towers, Black Tower of the Holy Church, spacious streets, tall civilian towers, a plaza with a fountain, and a garden at the top.
Like Orloss, this city under the jurisdiction of Valleglia did not have a city wall.
That was not right either. The Devils of Mataris had built a new red brick city wall.
The red bricks made of red clay and the red walls made of red bricks did not match the black-themed city.
"Sigh, why are there so many people …" Danny was disappointed.
"Also, the Sky-Piercing Tower in the center of the city is heavily guarded. We can't 'descend from the sky,'" Whitebeard said regretfully.
Er, Danny promised that if she could find Valleglia's steel armor in Mataris, she would let him use it.
That was why the old knight was starting to lose his integrity.
Or perhaps, he had gotten used to it?
Mataris's environment was not better than Orloss'. It was also shrouded in magic radiation and filled with deformed creatures. However, this city was connected to Slaver's Bay and Volantis. It had developed commerce and agriculture …
Danny noticed that there were crops outside the city as well. However, they were not wheat. Most of them were strange dark purple chrysanthemums and dark red long-leaved grass that was taller than a person.
"Oh my god, those are sourgrass leaves. They've … they've grown so much!" Whitebeard, who was using binoculars to observe the ground, exclaimed.
"Sourgrass leaves?" Danny was shocked. She took a closer look and found that they were indeed similar to the sourgrass leaves that she had seen at Slaver's Bay. The leaves were green and red and were about three or four times smaller than the tobacco leaves.
Its function was probably similar to betel nut and chewing tobacco. If you chewed it in your mouth, you would spit out the dark red juice mixed with your saliva. Not only was it unhygienic, it would also stain your teeth red.
Danny hated people who chewed sourgrass leaves the most.
"They've mutated. The plants here have all mutated due to the magic radiation."
The sourgrass leaves in the ground were even taller than the tobacco leaves. The color was also a little different. It was dark red, and the smell was probably stronger.
"So …" Whitebeard pointed at the dark purple chrysanthemums below and asked, "Doesn't it look like agaric?"
"The color and size are different, but the branches and flowers are very similar."
Agaric had very high medicinal value. Together with mint, wormwood, honey, and a small amount of peppermint oil, it could be made into moon tea — an abortion and contraceptive medicine unique to this world.
"I see. This godforsaken place can't grow food, but it can grow even more effective herbs," Danny muttered.
As they continued to fly east, they saw small fishing boats in the Sea of Sighs and large areas of poppy trees on the shore.
The stone road to Volantis was not empty. On average, they saw a caravan every fifty kilometers.
"Hey, there are demons attacking the caravan. How tragic!"
The two dragons could not help but slow down. Barristan picked up the binoculars and looked at it. He immediately had goosebumps.
Like a dense swarm of locust-like deformed people, they fearlessly charged at the encirclement of the convoy. Every minute and every second, a Demonkin was killed. Then, the nearby Demonkin immediately gave up on their opponents and swarmed over the corpses of their companions. They grabbed a piece of meat and squatted down to gnaw on it without a care.
After they finished eating, they continued to attack.
From time to time, there were caravan guards who slipped and were dragged out of the defense circle by the demons. The mournful howls stopped abruptly. "Crack, crack, crack." The horrible sound of bones being gnawed was heard.
When the demons were almost full, they left the road and went into the nearby bushes and woods, leaving behind a slaughterhouse-like scene … Well, ignoring the large patches of blood, it was more like a dining table that had been licked clean by the guests.
Danny said with a pale face, "No wonder this place is called the Path of the Demons. After experiencing this catastrophe, those who survived would either go crazy or lose their courage."
"I don't know how many demons there are nearby. The alliance has formed a formation. I'm afraid more than a thousand demons won't be enough to kill."
Barristan had mixed feelings. He did not know if he should hope that there would be more demons like this and cause the alliance to suffer heavy losses, or that the alliance could return peace to this area.
After flying east for another two hours, the scenery in front of them suddenly became bright and colorful. Blue sky, white clouds, bright sun, green grassland, fresh air, and even breathing became clearer.
They finally left the gloomy gray land of the Long Summer and entered the great plains of the Lohn River.
In order to pass through the Long Summer as quickly as possible, the two dragons flew at a speed of three hundred kilometers per hour. They took off in the morning and were already a little tired.
After seeing a group of gray-haired bison drinking by a small stream in the field, Danny asked them to land.
Blackie swooped down first, and a bright red dragon flame ignited a strong bull that could not dodge in time. The shallow stream beside it also bubbled with white steam, and it took a while for it to calm down.
Barristan took off his backpack and walked over in the stream. He took out his sword and cut off a large piece of meat that was charred on the outside and bloody on the inside from the hind leg of the bull.
He then used a dagger to cut off the charred meat and put it into a lunch box. He sprinkled pepper, fennel, fire dragon pepper, cumin, and salt powder on it, and gave it to Danny after mixing it well.
He took a big bite of the meat that was less than medium rare. It was bloody, and he did not even add any salt.
"It has a kind of primitive fragrance and sweetness." The old knight was intoxicated.
"As long as you like it." Danny took a bite of the beef and mumbled.
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