"Bang--"

Thunderous gunshots echoed across the vast Pride Plaza.

Lord Kraznys looked stunned, frozen in place as if he had been cast under a spell. On his fat, broad forehead, there was a bloody hole, from which a mixture of brain matter and blood oozed out.

With a thud, Lord Krasnyi fell backwards to the ground, his stunned eyes staring at the sky.

Seeing this scene, the other seven benevolent masters could not help but shout in shock and anger, and ordered the guards and slaves around them to kill Li Yun.

Li Yun used up all the bullets in his gun and accurately killed six benefactors and five guards. Then he put the pistol back into the holster, took out two pieces of metal from behind, spliced ​​them into a spear, and strode after the last benefactor.

Dozens of guards brandishing swords blocked the road. They were not enslaved slave soldiers, but noble warriors of Astapor with the status of free people. They were tools and accomplices who assisted the good masters in enslaving slaves.

Li Yun would naturally not show any mercy to such a person.

He thrust the spear in his hand forward, piercing through the chests of the two men like a bolt of lightning. Then he shouted loudly, and the spear that was hanging on the two men was swung out like a sledgehammer, hitting the large group of enemies on the right side hard.

The terrifying force exploded in an instant, causing the two bodies to be torn apart in mid-air by the round metal gun barrel.

Large pieces of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and intestines fell down, landing on the surrounding enemies.

A guard screamed in horror and kept wiping his cheeks which were covered with organ fragments and blood. However, no matter how hard he wiped, he could not get rid of the bloody smell mixed with the fishy smell. Instead, his vision was covered with a hazy blood color.

“Puff——”

The sound of gun tips piercing flesh and blood continued to echo among the crowd in front of him.

The guard tried hard to open his eyes wide, but through the filter he could only see a bloody figure charging left and right in the crowd.

The pitch-black metal spear was like a poisonous dragon poking its head out of hell. Every time it came out of the figure's hand, it could take away at least one person's life.

For a moment, blood and body parts were flying everywhere, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

Finally, the figure that looked like a bloody demon appeared in front of him. The spear in his hand drew a graceful arc, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood from his neck.

"laugh--"

Countless amounts of blood gushed out from the torn aorta.

The guard dropped his weapon, his eyes widened, his hands tightly grasping the wound on his neck. His already hazy consciousness fell into the deepest darkness in boundless fear.

Li Yun waved the spear in his hand and slaughtered the guards around him at an extremely fast speed.

Beneath his calm exterior was a rage suppressed like a volcano.

And now, he wants to vent all this anger.

Whether it was the infantry holding swords and shields or the cavalry riding fast horses, none of them could escape the pursuit of the spear.

Seeing that Li Yun was about to kill all the guards around him, the only remaining good man, Grazdan, couldn't help but show fear on his face. His body kept shaking, and a yellow-white unknown liquid flowed down his two old and thin legs.

Driven by fear, Grazdan seemed to have forgotten the existence of the Finger of the Harpy. He dragged his trembling legs to run towards the barracks and shouted at the Unsullied who were lined up in the barracks:

"Unsullied, pick up your swords and spears, protect your master, and kill the enemy in front of you!"

Grazdan kept shouting, but the Unsullied in the barracks did not move.

Holding spears and shields, they stood in neat rows in the open space of the military camp, their eyes fixed straight ahead. Even when Grazdan fell down in front of the first row of Unsullied out of fear, they did not waver at all.

The Unsullied in the first row didn't even look down at him, but just stared ahead indifferently.

Daenerys smiled and whipped a guard off his horse. Then she jumped on the horse, raised the Finger of the Harpy in her hand, and shouted to the Unsullied lined up in the barracks: "The deal has been made, the money has been paid, from today on, you are all people of the true dragon, and I am your queen!"

Daenerys shouted several times until she was sure that all the Unsullied had seen the Finger of the Harpy in her hand. Then she urged her horse to stop in front of the first row of Unsullied and shouted loudly: "Kill the good master, kill the soldiers, kill everyone wearing a tokar or holding a whip, cut off the shackles of all slaves, but do not harm any children under the age of twelve!"

"Follow my orders, and I will grant you true freedom!"

"Hoo-hoo-hoo!"

The Unsullied obeyed the order and poured into the city like killing machines that suddenly started up from a standstill.

The Good Lord Grazdan, who was lying in front of the front row of the Unsullied, had a look of fear on his face. Just as he was about to shout, a black spear ruthlessly pierced his chest from behind.

Blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth and flowed into the soil and the earth.

Countless Unsullied rushed out of the barracks, stepping on his corpse and crushing the already fragile old body into meat paste.

Daenerys smiled and then looked up at the sky.

Three young dragons swooped down from the clouds, alternately spewing flames at the group where Li Yun was.

"boom--"

The dragon flame ignited the enemy's clothes and flesh, turning them into a ball of fire and running around the city screaming.

Li Yun used the spear in his hand to split the flames and emerged from the flames unharmed. He glanced coldly at the black dragon Skye who was about to spit fire.

The black dragon Skye quickly closed his mouth, flapped his dragon wings as if nothing had happened, and chased after the others.

Seeing the three young dragons spewing flames in the air, everyone couldn't help but fall into shock.

Even the Unsullied, who were known to be fearless, could not help but pause.

"What is that?!"

"It's a dragon!"

"She has three dragons!"

The slave owners and Astapor warriors were terrified and fled in all directions as they were pursued by dragon flames and spears. Their cries and begging echoed in the sky above Astapor.

The flames were blazing and the smoke was thick.

Daenerys was worried that the three dragons would hurt innocent children, so she called out their names loudly.

The three young dragons immediately changed direction and circled in the air above Daenerys' head, continuously emitting some immature dragon roars from their mouths.

When many Unsullied soldiers saw this scene, a wave of emotion suddenly appeared in their lifeless eyes. It was an emotion called shock and awe, which was the blood suppression in the genes of humans at all times when facing dragons.

After a long time, the shouting and screaming in the city finally disappeared.

In the military camp filled with war and blood, Daenerys stood on the highest platform, holding the Finger of the Harpy, overlooking the 8,000 Unsullied troops lined up neatly below.

Next to her was the tall warrior who seemed as brave as a devil.

In the sky above, three young dragons were circling, breathing fire.

The composition before them was a shocking scene that the Unsullied had never seen before.

All the Unsullied were immersed in a new shock, staring at Daenerys on the platform in a daze.

Daenerys looked around at the army below, raised the Finger of the Harpy in her hand high, and said in the loudest voice of her life: "I am Daenerys Stormborn of the Targaryen family, the legitimate heir to the Iron Throne, the future protector of the Seven Kingdoms, and the queen who has now broken your shackles."

"Unsullied, you have been slaves your entire lives and have never tasted freedom."

"But now, I will break the shackles on you and give you true freedom!"

"You will have two choices—"

"Leave here and return to your hometown."

"Or stay and continue to serve me as a free man."

"I swear in the name of Targaryen, no matter what choice you make, I will not stop you, nor will I hurt you."

"Now, make your choice!"

Daenerys said this in one breath, then looked calmly at the military camp below.

There was deathly silence in the military camp. The Unsullied still had no emotions on their faces, but their eyes were fluctuating violently.

Finally, the first Unsullied made a decision. He raised the spear in his hand and gently placed it on the ground.

This slight sound, like a stone falling into the sea, caused huge waves.

All the Unsullied in the camp raised their spears and squatted on the ground at the same time.

Countless slight noises gathered together and turned into a sound wave that was enough to overturn the military camp. Even in the outskirts of the city, the surviving slave owners hiding in the cellars could hear the sounds coming from the military camp.

Seeing this scene, Daenerys finally smiled.

She looked back at Li Yun, and then, at the shouts of the Unsullied, threw the Finger of the Harpy in her hand high into the air.

"Dracarys!"

As Daenerys whispered, the black dragon Skye swooped down, opened its mouth, and spewed out golden-red dragon flames, completely burning and melting the 'Finger of the Harpy' that symbolized slavery.