Godslayer

The storm tore a huge gash in the enormous monster's body, but it did not shred it to pieces as they had expected.

Creating this massive wound seemed to have exhausted all the storm's power; its strength gradually diminished, and even the waves beneath it lost their power to impact the fleet.

The sailors on deck seized the opportunity to regain their strength and quickly untied the chains.

Hundreds of warships sailed in from the east; though they did not block out the sky, they were able to obscure the rising sun.

The lords on Pyke were in despair.

Since the storm that had suppressed all their hopes failed to destroy the enemy, their only fate was to be destroyed by the enemy.

"We should have surrendered sooner!" said Gode Gubole in utter frustration.

If they had surrendered obediently from the beginning, they would at least have had a chance to survive. But their act of unleashing the storm was undoubtedly a desperate act of resistance.

It's unknown how many lives will be lost to quell the young duke's rage.

"What's the use of saying all this now! We are the Ironborn, the children of the Drowned God. What is there to fear in death? The Grey King's Watery Halls and the mermaids are waiting for us!" Donald Drumm raised his axe in an attempt to boost morale.

However, his words did not elicit any agreement.

The House Harlaw has fallen, while the House Goodbrother is so powerful that they don't even bother with robbing, let alone Drowned God.

Asha has already fled to the enemy, and Balon and Euron have disappeared without a trace. Now there is no one to lead the Iron Islands in resisting foreign enemies.

All that was on Gode' mind now was how to surrender so that Jon would let him go. As for resisting?

The island currently has no more than ten thousand soldiers, and half of them are either too young or too old.

The remaining half were mostly inexperienced recruits.

Many of these new recruits were actually evacuated from Harlaw Island.

They were routed even with a tenfold numerical advantage; expecting them to fight? Don't even think about it!

Gode estimated that the fleets could carry at least 30,000 soldiers, and that the soldiers of the Seven Kingdoms preferred to wear armor.

Elite troops against remnants, armored soldiers against unarmored soldiers—the outcome of the war is predictable.

Before long, the United Fleet practically squeezed into "Lordsport," with no fighting force or power able to stop them along the way.

Needless to say, even some of the larger sailing ships, and even some of the faster longships, could not escape under Paxter's precise encirclement and control.

Next, Jon not only planned to annex the Iron Islands, but also to almost completely incorporate the Iron Islands Fleet into his Casterly Rock Fleet.

In fact, this is still not enough. If Casterly Rock is to maintain its dominance on the Sunset Sea in the future, then a fleet of at least three hundred sailing ships will be needed.

However, the current situation is acceptable. For a long time to come, the Redwyne Fleet will be on their side. The North has no fleet at all, and they are basically in control of the Sunset Sea.

Soon the United Fleet fleet began its landing.

They surged into the island like a steel wave, advancing almost effortlessly to the outskirts of Pyke.

Asha looked at Pyke, knowing that this might be the last time she ever saw this castle in her life.

At the same time, she also knew that Euron must have sacrificed his father in that storm. Since there was no family left in the castle, she might as well leave.

Suddenly, she heard Loras's voice.

"Lord Tarly, when shall we attack the city?"

During the landing operation, Loras killed several Iron Islands soldiers.

But some of them had gray hair and beards, while others were under fourteen years old.

Defeating such an enemy gave him no sense of accomplishment; Loras craved a more powerful foe, and this formidable castle before him was the perfect target.

"Ser Loras, Pyke is a formidable stronghold. Baron surrendered when His King Robert Balon Pyke last time. They can't hold out for long. We can postpone our attack." Randyll Tarly was not only an excellent general, but also knew how to conserve his troops, or rather, how to avoid wasting soldiers in unnecessary ways.

Although Jon entrusted him with the entire responsibility of the siege, he believed that Jon was thinking the same way he was.

Sure enough, not long after, Gode Gubole opened the gates of Pyke, holding Donald Drogon's head in his hands.

Greyjoy was no longer in Pyke, so there was no point in continuing to hold out.

Returning to Great Wyk is out of the question; Gode's only hope now is that Jon will have mercy and allow his family to continue.

Almost everyone was satisfied, since they could still get credit for the enemy's surrender. The only one who was unhappy was Loras, since the enemy surrendered without a fight, he no longer had a reason to wield his sword.

With Pyke breached, Randyll Tarly began a sweep of the entire Pyke. Drowning priests who worshipped the Drowned God were to be arrested, and their only fate was beheading.

There were also many women in Pyke; young women were spoils of war, and their reproductive value was also quite important.

If Jon hadn't stormed the Iron Islands, their fate would have been almost certain: they would have been assigned to some Ironborn as their Salt Wife.

In other words, Salt Wife is a wife stolen from a man.

At the same time, Randyll Tarly also obeyed Jon's orders and "pulled away" the Seastone Chair from the Kingsmoot Hall.

Not Seastone Chair, but everything on the island related to plunder and the element of the Drowned God needs to be destroyed. Jon even intends to take away the fossil of the Naga sea Nagga.

The phrase "ploughing up the court and sweeping away the lair" means to completely destroy this pirate culture from both ideological and historical perspectives.

He changed the morally questionable proverb "It is better to take by force than to work hard" to something like "You reap what you sow."

Meanwhile, Jon also began his manhunt for Euron.

Euron would definitely be the first to flee after seeing that the storm hadn't destroyed his fleet.

How long Euron could stay underwater was another mystery, so Jon didn't let his guard down and sent all the Raven to search the sea.

To incentivize the searching soldiers and captains, Jon declared that finding Euron's bounty and capturing or even killing Euron would secure him a direct Earl!

Driven by immense temptation, tens of thousands of people searched the world like madmen for Euron's whereabouts.

The captains on each warship had eyes that shone brighter than the lights of a lighthouse.

Soon, someone found an abandoned unmanned warship.

After confirming that it was an unmanned warship, the captains in the fleet breathed a sigh of relief, but continued to search frantically even as the sun was about to set.

Hundreds of ships and dozens of Raven searched together with an intensity akin to searching mountains and seas, until the execution was about to take place on the horizon. Finally, the United Fleet conducting the search found Euron in the waters north of Pyke.

The remaining servants were also found with him.

Euron and his dozen or so remaining servants floated on the sea, their faces showing despair as he realized they were surrounded by Jon's ships.

Euron knew he was no match for Jon. He had more men than Jon's ships, and he couldn't run very far. He would be caught up soon.

"Jon, please spare me! I want to live! I can make you my master!"

Jon looked at Euron, who was pleading with him, and suddenly realized that Euron's eyepatch had also been lost at some point.

The red eye that had been hidden beneath the eyepatch had now returned to its normal black color.

Jon gestured to Sandor, Sandor waved his hand, and the archers beside him drew their bows and nocked arrows at the mute servants.

Euron instinctively tried to dive down with his servants to escape, but the archers fired their arrows almost simultaneously. Under the barrage of arrows, black and red blood quickly appeared on the surface of the sea.

Euron, on the other hand, was simply dragged up by the fishing net.

Jon didn't waste any words with him; instead, he drew his longsword and beheaded him with his own hands.

However, just as they were about to leave, Euron's head suddenly spoke!

"Jon!"