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Sunset Sea All ships are sailing in one direction - Old Wyk.
There was no sun in the sky, and thick black clouds blocked the sky.
On the wine-colored sea, a row of black ships spread out on the sea, with countless sails billowing in the wind.
Nagga's Hill
This is the holy land of Ironborn, which is not stained with blood or uses weapons.
The captains parked their long boats into the concave harbour, and densely packed clippers stretched along the coastline into the distance.
Ironborn people poured out of the boat, the crowds were crowded, and the noise was louder than the waves of the sea.
People from every island came, Goodbrother of Old Wyk, Goodbrother of Great Wyk and Goodbrother of Oak Island gathered together.
There are also Blacktyde, Tawney, Orkwood, Stonehouse, and even people from House Harlaw are here.
People from House Shepherd, House Weaver, and House Netley crowded side by side with these ancient and proud family members.
Their eyes roamed the ship over and over again.
However, no one ever found a long ship with a giant dragon sail or a dragon carved on its bow.
The crowd inevitably became restless and confused.
"Where is the dragon captain?! Isn't he afraid to come?"
"Iron Islands Everyone with status is here, but he is not!"
"Isn't this a trick on us?!"
"Is Captain Dragon, Kingsmoot really a lie?"
As soon as these words came out, the crowds of people were like a forest swept by a strong wind, falling into chaos and turmoil.
Ironborn This Kingsmoot is tantamount to open rebellion.
They risked offending the dragon and Iron Throne, and were summoned by the dragon captain to come here just to participate in Kingsmoot.
Turns out there is no dragon captain at all?!
Ironborn people did not get a real king, only the dragon's anger and disaster!
For a time, many people looked at the huge golden the Kraken flag, Baron Greyjoy.
The descendant of King Qarl, the leader of Iron Islands.
Baron·Greyjoy looked at the sea calmly.
Finally, amid the sound of the waves, someone couldn't help shouting, "It's not too late for us to leave now!"
"What?"
"Maybe this Kingsmoot, dragon captain, doesn't exist at all! Maybe this is a conspiracy between Iron Throne and Westerlands!"
"They gathered us here and declared us a rebel!"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted a lot of yelling, "Cowards who run away do not deserve any treasure!"
An old man shouted at the top of his lungs, "There is no more Old Way!"
"No more Kingsmoot!"
"It's all fake!"
"Are we going to let our son die needlessly in Dragonfire?"
"Let's go! Let's go! The era of Ironborn..."
"Shut up, red-haired "Dagon"!" Baron Greyjoy slowly moved forward.
"Ironborn There is no escape!"
His bold and resonant voice overcame the sea waves, "All the captains are here, doesn't Ironborn not even dare to board Nagga's Hill?!"
The captains looked at Nagga's Bones and their hearts beat faster.
It was a mountain mausoleum covered with grass, with forty-four huge stone ribs emerging from the ground, like huge white tree trunks.
Rumor has it that Naga is the world's first sea dragon and the most powerful creature born in the sea. It feeds on the Kraken and sea beasts, and can swallow an entire island when it is angry.
However, Grey King killed it with his own hands, and Drowned God turned its bones into fossils so that future generations Ironborn would forever remember the achievements of the first generation of kings.
The captains looked at each other, yes.
This is the lobby of Nagga's Hill, Grey King.
They stepped forward and followed Baron Greyjoy.
Half a hundred prophets and Drowned God priest walked into the holy place under Naga's ribs.
Baron Greyjoy sighed inwardly, is there any way out for Ironborn?
They gathered at Old Wyk with great fanfare, and even without holding Kingsmoot, they were frightened by the disappearing dragon and fled in all directions.
Then Ironborn is really dead.
Naga The huge ribs arched above his head, and the salty sea breeze never stopped.
Drowned God priest Speaking of the glorious history of Ironborn, "The fire of Naga once burned here, and the hall here will always remain warm."
The captains recalled the songs.
"The walls of Grey King's hall are covered with brocades woven from silver seaweed. The warriors gathered around a huge starfish-shaped table to enjoy the gifts of the sea. Their seats were made of mother-of-pearl."
But now, what they see is no brocade and no pearl seats.
After Grey King died, Storm God extinguished Naga's fire, and the sea swept away the throne.
Now only these huge petrified skeletons are left, standing withered in the wind.
The contrast between the grand occasion in the ballad and the desolation in reality.
Everyone was silent in the whistling sea breeze.
In the silence, all Ironborn felt a surge of sadness in their hearts.
Gone.
Ironborn The glorious days have passed.
Baron Greyjoy broke the silence, "It's been a long time since we conducted Old Way in an upright and aboveboard manner."
"Now, Ironborn must have a true king."
He looked at the priest and said, "Let's start Kingsmoot."
Drowned God priest listened to the waves and said, "This is also the law of the gods!"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Woo--"
"Woo--" the war trumpets sounded, one after another.
The rowers, helmsmen, and warriors holding battle axes formed a circle at the bottom of the hill. Outside them, there were women, slaves, and children.
On Kingsmoot, only the captain and leader have the right to stand on the top of the hill.
Nagga's Cradle Bay, a clipper docked quietly, and a group of sailors with golden ribbons on their arms came down.
At the front, a short Dwarf was shrouded in black robes. The group slowly pushed through the crowd and walked towards the top of the mountain.
"Under Nagga's Bones, every captain is equal."
The priest looked at the captains and asked, "So, who will be our king?"
Baron·Greyjoy took the lead and said, "I."
He is tall and burly, almost the tallest among the captains, and his golden the Kraken is fluttering in the wind.
The sky suddenly darkened.
The whole hill was shrouded in shadow.
Amidst the chaotic cheers, Baron Greyjoy stepped forward.
"Gold, silver, precious stones -" he waved his hand.
Euron·Greyjoy immediately ordered people to dump piles of treasures under the bones. Gold and silver sparkled under the gray sky.
Baron·Greyjoy presents a generous gift, which comes from the accumulation of House Greyjoy.
The captains' eyes shone.
The generous gifts prove the strength of Baron Greyjoy!
"I am your leader, Pyke rules all the islands!" Baron Greyjoy's loud voice sounded, "King Qarl's blood is flowing in my veins!"
"I have been through hundreds of battles and never flinched,"
He promised everyone, "I will lead the longship to plunder and seize the spoils!"
"I will give every captain and rower a share of the battle gift!"
"Let us sweep the coast again and make the people of Greenlands fear the name of Ironborn!"
One captain shouted, "What about the dragon?!"
"Our ship cannot withstand Dragonfire burning!"
Baron Greyjoy jian said firmly, "We go far to the Sunset Sea, and the dragon can't find us in the vast Sunset Sea!"
"I will not be afraid of the dragon and Iron Throne!"
"Ironborn will never give in. We will not confront the dragon head-on. We will strengthen our longships and seize the opportunity to plunder the coast!"
It is indeed a way!
The dragon cannot fly on the sea forever.
Euron took the lead and cheered, "Baron·Greyjoy!"
The captain burst into cheers, "Baron!"
"Baron!"
Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded from the crowd!
"What did you do?!"
The captains were furious, "How could you come up here?"
Baron Greyjoy frowned and looked over, his face full of offended displeasure!
A bunch of low-class sailors!
He actually made it to the top of Nagga's Hill!
The sailors roughly pushed aside the captains. How could the captain endure it?
Some people were so furious that they even pressed the hilt of their swords!
The priest shouted angrily, "Drawing a sword here is a blasphemy to the gods!"
A priest also denounced angrily and screamed, "This person blasphemed Old Way!"
The captain can only bring up to 3 guards up the mountain, but this man brought a group of sailors!
At the bottom of the mountain, the sailors were staring at the top of the mountain. Just now, a captain Dwarf brought all his crew members up the mountain!
"This is blasphemy against Old Way!" someone secretly cursed.
But suddenly, someone said, "Will the sailors get a share of the gifts from the candidates?"
Many people fell silent.
Among the captains, a passage appeared, and a short figure slowly walked out.
The captains were furious and pushed their swords back into their scabbards angrily. Seeing this, the crowd sneered and deliberately burst into laughter, "A Dwarf!"
Someone sarcastically said, "If you can be taller than Balon, I will swear allegiance hahahaha!"
"Become the king of Ironborn?" Dwarf slowly took it off, revealing a head of white hair and a childish face.
"Then what can you give me?"
Kingsmoot It has always been the candidates who made promises to the captains, and no one has ever asked the captains in return.
This rebellious scene and the young age of the candidate instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of the captains!
Baron·Greyjoy's pupils shrank suddenly.
He was closest, so he saw clearly.
The child's white hair glowed with silver.
and.
He has a pair of purple pupils.
Baron suddenly looked up to the sky.