Daenerys looked around and felt relieved. "My brother's ability is a hundred times stronger than I expected!"

The Skeleton Mountain Range is a mountain range that runs north-south across the continent of Essos. It is the highest and longest mountain range in the known world.

It divides central and eastern Essos, from the Shivering Sea in the north to the Jade Sea in the south, the Great Dry Trench and Yi Ti in the east, and the Red Wastes and the Dothraki Sea in the west.

The northern section of the Skeleton Mountains is called Korazaj Zask, and the northernmost end is the Kingdom of Jegwin. There are three roads that pass through the Skeleton Mountains, connecting the east and the west. From north to south, they are the Steel Road, the Stone Road, and the Sand Road.

The Mother of God is located at one end of the Steel Road. It was the end of Vaes Dothraki's sight and is also a holy place for the Dothraki.

After living in the prairie for a while, Dany has learned some of the customary rules here - following the ancient rules that have been passed down to this day, only men can set foot in this holy place called "Our Lady of Mount".

but……

Looking at the young and beautiful noble girls and the coquettish ladies in gorgeous clothes all over the mountains, Daenerys knew that this ancient rule had been broken.

Standing among a group of noble girls, Daenerys was as proud as a little phoenix.

She didn't go over to talk to Fang Yan.

She knew that at this critical moment, no matter what she said, it would distract her brother.

She would never allow herself to do anything that would hold the team back.

So, even though Daenerys really wanted to stay close to Fang Yan and never leave his side, she still forced herself to focus on the beautiful scenery of this holy land.

The mountain stream is crystal clear, and several pebbles of various shapes are looming in the water, adding a bit of wildness.

In the distance, a thin mist gently surrounds the mountainside, like a veil, obscuring the face of the Virgin Mary, making her even more mysterious.

In Daenerys's opinion, since Fang Yan could use such magical power to instantly move so many people to Our Lady of Mount, it at least meant that even if he encountered an invincible powerful opponent, he could escape from the dangerous area in the blink of an eye.

As long as I can save my life.

She didn't care whether Fang Yan could win every battle or defeat everyone.

As long as Fang Yan is not dead, Daenerys will feel at ease.

She noticed that at this moment, Governor Illyrio Mopatis of Pentos, Governor Manolo, Governor Odero, and even Lysandre Rogar of Lys, who had the title of "First Governor for Life", were all teleported to the Mother of God Mountain by a mysterious force.

Governor is a title of the nobles in the Free Trade City-State. They control the power of economy, politics, internal affairs, military, law...

All aspects are decided by these people. They are the rulers of the city! After finding that their guards and troops were also teleported here at the same time, the governors quickly calmed down after a brief panic.

"What is this place? Are the gods demonstrating their power?"

"I was just playing with a prostitute... Come on, guards! Put on my clothes! Although I am very confident about my figure, do you bastards want to see your noble governor naked in front of everyone?"

"Ah~ I remember now. I came here once 20 years ago! At that time, I was just 17 years old, a teenager - this is Our Lady of Mount, there is no mistake!"

"Close your eyes and think about it carefully. All the information is imprinted deep in our brains. There should be a voice telling you, right? This is the highest duel outside the boundaries of the Seven Kingdoms. It is the most honorable duel between the Horse King Khal Drogo and the Dragonborn Swordmaster!"

"Yes... After hearing what you said, I also noticed it... Which god did that voice come from?"

"Akun the Red Bull? Black Goat? Lady of the Spear? Mermaid King? Pale Moon Maiden?"

"Or the old gods of the Children of the Forest? The Seven Kings of Westeros? The Drowned God and the Storm God of the Ironborn? R'hllor, the Lord of Light? The mother goddess River Rhoen, worshipped by the remnants of the Rhoynar, who are spread along the Greenblood River?"

"Since the opponent in the duel is Khal Drogo, the Horse Lord, maybe it was the work of the Horse God or the Supreme Shepherd?"

"No matter what, this is a duel of supreme honor that will go down in history! A grand spectacle that only happens once in hundreds or even thousands of years! We, the governors, may even be remembered in the pages of history because of this!"

In fact, the person who implanted this information in the minds of the audience was Fang Yan himself, one of the protagonists of this peak duel.

Building up momentum for himself was a way for Fang Yan to figure out the game.

Fang Yan never hesitates to use marketing methods that were commonplace but extremely effective in his previous life.

Most of the governors were protected by Unsullied guards. They quickly regained their composure from the panic and began to place bets with great interest.

The so-called Unsullied are male slave warriors who have been castrated, well-trained, absolutely obedient to orders, and have excellent combat skills. They can be described as the ultimate killing machine without emotions.

They are trained in Astapor from a young age and are characterized by their fearlessness in the face of war. They are widely used as guards in the Free Trade Cities and are sold in bundles of one hundred or one thousand.

They are excellent guards and never rob or rape - without testicles, they have extremely low levels of male hormones, which leads to a lack of desire and fighting spirit, making them the best source of soldiers who obey orders and carry out legionary operations.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the horse lord Khal Drogo completed his warm-up preparations.

"Well, I'm starting!"

He held two scimitars in his hands, and the block-like muscles in his legs suddenly contracted and burst out with tremendous force, as if instantly igniting the fuel stored in his body.

Clang! Sparks flew.

Boom! The violent explosion sounded throughout the venue.

"Oh?" Fang Yan drew out his long sword and blocked the opponent's scimitar. "Such strength is more than ten times stronger than the peak period in the original book. Is this the benefit brought by the gods' gaze?"

As we all know, the world of A Song of Ice and Fire is filled with various gods.

As for the existence of God, let alone communicating with mortals, even if he just focuses his gaze, he can distort reality and change and distort the basic physical and chemical properties of matter to a certain extent.

The gods' brief stop in their sight is undoubtedly a divine favor! And now, Khal Drogo, the horse king who bears the gaze of the gods, has surpassed the limits of mortals and temporarily touched the power of the extraordinary realm.

The aftermath of the collision between the scimitar and the long sword caused the spectators to retreat again and again.

The figure of Horse King Khal Drogo kept flickering, his attention was highly focused, all his blood, vitality, and battle were condensed into one point.

At this moment, there was only one thing left in his mind, and that was to go all out and try his best to defeat Fang Yan.

This is his respect for this decisive battle.

In an instant, the horse lord Khal Drogo flashed like a bright cheetah, and his movement speed almost exceeded the limit of normal human dynamic vision.

His sword danced, cutting through the air, and even tore out ripples with sharp destructive edges.

Bang! Bang! Bang! …

The flowers, plants and trees were torn into pieces by the blade of the scimitar and turned into wood chips and grass residue.

The clear springs dance and turn into mist all over the sky.

The sun shines brightly and a rainbow appears.

"So strong! Really... so strong!"

Khal Drogo, the Horse King, exclaimed in his heart, "I am now stronger than ever before, but..."

Faced with the violent dance of scimitars, even thousands of soldiers and horses would be slaughtered and chopped into meat paste.

Fang Yan, however, was calm and composed, with an attitude of ease! "Okay, now... it's my turn!"

Fang Yan shook the sword in his hand, turned his wrist and arm, and exerted force suddenly.

Clang! The scimitar flew into the air.

Ang~ The majestic dragon roar resounded throughout the Holy Mother Mountain. At the same time, the blazing golden dragon light and shadow, accompanied by the clash of swords, rushed straight into the sky! The horse king Khal Drogo raised his head, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "I... lost!"

(End of this chapter)