Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 152 The Walking Magic Mountain

"It doesn't need to be quick," was Kerr's answer to him that day.

He really doesn't need to be too agile, just because of the terrifying strength that can lift thirty or forty stone statues.

Oberon also tried it afterwards, and the power of a thousand catties is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Tyrion's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and saw the ugly giant sword slashed down with a terrifying whistling sound.

It's over, he didn't hide.The little devil once witnessed that the giant sword of the Magic Mountain cut a person in two. The strength of that iron mountain was as strong as his body. Under his three-meter-high body, Cole, who was about 1.8 meters tall, looked the same. small only.

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There was a violent sound of metal clashing, and the flickering sparks even flew about five inches away.

There was an exclamation from the crowd, it was not the collision of swords and armor, but the collision of swords and swords.

Tyrion was shocked to find that Cole's two swords intertwined to form a cross block, firmly resisting the trajectory of the giant sword of the Magic Mountain.

blocked!He actually blocked the Mountain's blow.

Not only did he block it, but with a roar, the swords jumped up angrily and pushed forward, and Mo Shan was caught off guard and forced to take three full steps back.

Then there was the clashing sound of the long sword and the armor, the two swords danced between his arms, and there were several clanging sounds, and the breastplate, gauntlet, and waist of the Demon Mountain were hit by swords respectively.

It was unbelievable that he was fighting against the Magic Mountain.

Tyrion turned his eyes to Cersei, and seeing the frown on her pretty face, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of relief in his heart.

The Mountain held the heptapod oak shield in front of him, and then the armor and shield parried several blows.

The armor was too thick, and there were only a few traces of friction between the two hands with the sword. The Mountain suddenly changed his pace and rushed towards Cole against the shield. His heavy steps hit the ground, and his iron boots clanged. .

The giant sword slashed in the air and swung towards Cole's head.

He sideways dodged, but he didn't know that he fell into the magic mountain's feint, and the oak shield pressed down on Cole's body.

Tyrion saw him knocked to the ground, and heard the Mountain yell, "Go to hell, bastard!"

Then he saw the Mountain's greatsword fall again.

This time it was even more dangerous, the little devil's eyes closely followed the giant sword.

Missing, Cole rolled to the right and came back up.

The Mountain's greatsword fell, but his shield struck again.

"Damn it, it's you. An inhuman idiot." Cole jumped back to hide, and then stepped forward. He slammed into the iron mountain with his back, and the long sword in his left hand stabbed at the guard of the magic mountain. neck.

Kill him, kill him.Tyrion cried in his heart, the sword must have pierced his throat.

The Devil Mountain also seemed to sense the danger coming, and he watched the sword stabbing up.

With a roar, the Mountain suddenly closed his arms.

Cole squatted down suddenly, and the long sword in his hand was pulled back from his throat. Like a nimble loach, he escaped the terrifying embrace of the Devil Mountain. The knee joint was slashed and slashed.

The Mountain staggered back.

Prince Dorn stood up from his chair and shouted, "Good job, kill him."

Some people may only think that it is the bloodthirsty red viper cheering for the wonderful duel, but Tyrion knows that it is the Prince of Dorne cheering for the enemy's retreat and injury.

Tyrion was just as glad to see the Mountain wounded, and he might have jumped up and cheered after killing the stupid bull.

Cole took advantage of the timing of his retreat and followed closely. The two swords in his hands turned into white shadows, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch them with the naked eye.

The little devil knew that was his special skill, his sword was fast and hard.

All the hits in one move were not empty, forcing the Devil Mountain to retreat steadily.

Skull, lower body, left arm, right shoulder, Cole's attacks are everywhere, Magic Mountain can only hold up the shield to block these deadly moves.

He was hit on the head several times, and the iron mountain looked shaky. Although the long sword did not cut off his head, the violent slap should not make him feel bad at all.

The Mountain defended passively for a while, and every time Tyrion felt that he was going to fall, the monster was still extremely stable.

The little devil thought to himself that the armor was too thick.

Cole suddenly stopped attacking and jumped away from the body.

No one could see the sweat and pant of his armor.

A sudden attack is an extremely exhausting thing, just like he can take the attack of the magic mountain, the magic mountain can also take the attack of Cole Juli, not to mention that the armor is so thick that the strength of the two people competes There is no winner or loser for a while.

Seeing the opportunity, the Mountain stomped up again, like a galloping bison.

He raised his giant sword high, but swung it in the air again.

Col is much more sensitive than Gregor Clegane, at least until now the Mountain has not hit him with a sword, and the Mountain's own armor is already full of sword marks, if he hadn't been wearing the thickest armor in the Seven Kingdoms The armor is already a dead man.

With a low-pitched curse, the giant sword of Demon Mountain swung horizontally. Compared with chopping, this attack method obviously has a much wider range. arc radius, but still missed Cole.

Seeing that he was not slow in his movements, Tyrion was sure that Cole was not exhausted yet.

The Devil Mountain slashed angrily one after another. He thought that Cole would be sharp for a while, but what came into his ears was only the sound of metal clashing one after another.

The tinkling sound roared in the ear canals of the audience.

The two swords were criss-crossing in Cole's hands, and he opened his hand with the sword, blocking and attacking at the same time, handing over blows, changing quickly, slashing diagonally, and the shield that symbolized the seven-pointed star was cut into pieces .

Tyrion saw the Mountain slow down. He was tired.

Sure enough, Cole seized his slow opportunity and cut his elbow with a sword, blood gushed out and dyed half of the gauntlet red.

He howled in pain, turned to roaring and roaring, the mountain's voice was as huge as his size, like the howling of a ferocious beast.

His injured hand was the shield holder, and he simply threw the broken oak shield over, hitting Cole by mistake, and the shield slapped Cole's chest head-on.

The Mountain held the sword in both hands despite the pain, and the great sword stood up.

His roar shook the sky, but the sword did not come down for a long time.

Then there was a tragic cry.

Tyrion watched two long swords pierced between his armpits, Cole pulled hard, there was a sound of chain armor cracking, both arms were broken from the shoulder blades, blood spurted, and the giant sword fell into the air.

The howls continued, Cole kicked him, and the mountain collapsed.

Blood gushed out, and the walking Mountain lost.

Cole walked forward slowly with bloody swords in his hands. Standing beside the Mountain, he said softly, "It's too cheap for you."

With a snort, the double blades pierced into the neck of the Demon Mountain.

(End of this chapter)