Game of Thrones: The New King
Chapter 151

For a formidable rival, I choose the lion.

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Titus spoke in a very soft voice, and the nobles watching the battle who heard his few words subconsciously took a breath.

Starpike Earl's posture was too relaxed, which added a subtle contrast to the tense atmosphere in the field.

No one expected that even in such a dangerous and vicious fight, Black Earl would still have the heart to tease his opponent.

Gregor stopped in place, looked at the broken epee in his hand, widened his eyes and panted heavily. His huge body was shaking uncontrollably, not knowing whether he was in pain or out of anger.

The addiction to poppy milk and severe pain made his vision increasingly blurry. After a while of breathing, he still held the broken heavy sword in his hand and approached his opponent step by step.

Like a wounded beast, only the culprit who severely injured it and a desire for destruction are left in its eyes.

The crowd on that side faced the beast's advance, even if they were not the target, they couldn't help but panic.

They couldn't resist the pressure of Gregor and retreated quickly, which further highlighted the black Earl who was standing still.

Titus, who was protected by everyone, suppressed his smile, grasped the long handle of Heartsbane with both hands, and stared sharply at the wounds of Gregor·Clegane.

The wound on the thigh was still bleeding. Every step "The Mountain" took would affect the injury, and Gregor's steps were obviously lame.

It has become a mountain with raised legs.

He knew in his heart that Gregor's previous outburst was just the end of his power, and this person had been almost consumed by him.

The Mountain dragged his injured right leg and found that he couldn't rush up. He had to take a few big steps and challenged the black Earl again.

Another fierce horizontal slash.

The thick sword body roared towards him, and this blow still seemed to carry the momentum of destroying the world.

But in Hei Earl's eyes, it was indeed a flaw and a bluff.

The injury to his right leg has severely crippled the Mountain's body. He is "out of balance". The deflection of the sword's blade trajectory and the drop in strength and speed cannot escape the eyes on the opposite side.

Titus slightly retracted his chin and inhaled a large amount of oxygen very quickly.

Half a second later, his body did not retreat but advanced. He suddenly shortened his body and lowered his center of gravity to the lowest level. While avoiding the sword ring above his head, he jumped off the ground like an arrow and quickly approached the Mountain.

The Heartsbane in the hand is slightly raised, the tip of the sword is aimed at the front abdominal armor of the Mountain, diagonally upward, and stabs with all the strength!

"--·----Puff"

The sound of the sword blade penetrating through heavy armor and weak flesh could be heard clearly. The sharp giant sword pierced Gregor's front, abdomen and back without too much effort. A black blade with a little bit of crimson emerged from the Mountain's back, faintly glowing with ferocious blood.

The Mountain's giant body froze suddenly, and the fierce light in his eyes slowly faded for a moment, then lit up again.

He seemed unable to hold the heavy sword in his hand, and the heavy sword-shaped weapon like a door panel fell heavily on the marble floor, causing fragments to fly and make a "clang" sound.

The Mountain let out a shrill roar, and his free thick arms suddenly hugged back inward, as if he wanted to hug the black Earl on his chest tightly, squeeze it with great force, and end the battle with death.

Having learned from the experience of the parallel world "Red Viper", Titus had already foreseen his counterattack, drew his sword first and dodged, and moved away from the Mountain's body in a graceful movement.

The Mountain held his arms empty, and went to catch the opponent who had nimbly avoided it. The movement was too fast and too big, but it involved the wound, and his vision went black for a while.

Black Earl stood firm, glanced at the heavy sword on the ground from the corner of his eyes, raised his foot and kicked it violently.

The epee rolled on the ground, making an unpleasant friction sound, and slid straight in the direction of the Westerlands noble. The audience was so shocked that they all retreated backwards, and the leader, the Duke Westerlands, followed suit in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Black Earl looked directly at the crumbling Gregor·Clegane, and raised the Heartsbane in his hand again.

The sun shines through the stained glass and falls on the double blades of the black smoke-like giant sword, reflecting a deadly cold light.

Heartsbane slashed Gregor in front, and a long sword mark was slashed diagonally from Gregor's left shoulder to his right waist. His outer armor had been completely cut through, and even the "Three the Hound" emblem on the outer cover was chopped into pieces.

The hot blood from the wound shot out, spilling onto the ground like a fountain, staining large marble slabs red.

Then he struck with two swords and decisively destroyed Gregor's arms.

"The Mountain" could no longer be majestic, and its huge body suddenly collapsed.

Even Gregor·Clegane, who possesses powerful static talents, has reached his limit this time. His energy faded, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground with a "side" sound, and his knees collided with the ground, making a low muffled sound.

His big head drooped slightly, his cloudy eyes gradually lost their luster, and his heavy breathing became weaker and weaker.

Black Earl stood in front of him, and finally no longer had to "look up" at this Giants.

The original height difference between the two completely disappeared at this moment.

Gregor's arms dropped weakly, especially the elbow joints. At this moment, only skin and flesh were left connected, and he completely lost his ability to resist.

Titus carried the giant sword and walked slowly to Gregor's side. His eyes swept across the breathless people in the hall, and finally landed on the face of Tywin's tense middle-aged man. There was anger in his eyes and a sneer on his lips.

Looking back, Titus smiled colder than him, holding Heartsbane's sword hilt upside down with both hands, pointing the sword tip to the ground, and stabbed fiercely.

The corrugated steel blade was like cutting paper, continuously breaking through the barriers of iron armor and flesh and blood, and plunged straight into the marble floor of the throne room, nailing Gregor's left leg to the spot.

Gregor let out another groan of pain, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle, so he could only let his body be fixed.

Titus did not stop. He raised his hand and grabbed the Mountain's hair. He used his arms to forcefully pull up the head of the unconscious beast and slowly turned it half a circle.

"Uh--ah--"

The Mountain is pinned in place by Heartsbane, how can it rotate calmly?

The bones and flesh of his lower legs were separated, and his cervical vertebrae made an overwhelming "click" sound. As the black Earl moved around, his huge body turned feebly until------he was forced to face the direction of Tywin·Lannister.

Gregor The last glimmer of clarity flashed through his cloudy eyes, but only despair remained.

The noble Duke Casterly Rock, the shield of Warden of the West and Lannisport, have stiff faces, their hands are clenched into fists, and their knuckles are protruding and turning white.

Everyone present understood that Starpike Earl deliberately wanted "The Mountain" to face him. This was a naked provocation and intimidation.

Titus tilted his head slightly in the direction of Tywin, showing a meaningful smile.

Then he let go of Sir Gregor's hair and pulled out Orphan-Maker from his waist, which was his other black sword.

There was a low exclamation in the hall -

One person actually owns two Valyrian steel sword as side weapons. This luxury is beyond the reach of even the owner of Westerlands, who is known as the richest man in mainland China!

The last trace of color on Mr. Tywin's face also faded, and the sneer he had been holding on to was completely frozen, and he could no longer laugh.

It is not a secret that after House Lannister lost his family sword "Bright-Roar", he always wanted a tile steel sword but could not get it.

Another unintentional and precise slap in the face.

Among the shocked crowd, only one person turned a blind eye.

Ringlet Knight Laurence·Roxton:"----"

"Seven witnesses! I, Titus of House Peake, hereby pronounce the sentence - Clegane Castle Knight Gregor·Clegane from Westerlands----Death penalty!"

Black Earl's loud shouts resounded throughout the throne room.

He turned his wrist lightly, and Orphan-Maker, with the sound of drinking blood, passed behind Gregor's neck.

Crisp - like a thin wooden stake cut through it.

The sharp corrugated steel blade cut off "The Mountain"'s neck without any hindrance. Against the background of blood splattering, the huge head rolled forward with inertia. It hit the stone floor with a "thud", then bounced up and rolled far away until it stopped at the feet of a certain Westerlands lord.

The big head that was no longer rolling was pointing upwards, and its eyes were wide open, as if it was still telling its unwillingness.

Little Orphan It's too fast.

The headless corpse nailed to the spot seemed to have just "reacted" that it had lost its head. It twitched slightly, and its huge body lost all vitality and strength support, and fell heavily in the direction of the Westerlands noble group.

When it landed, there was a heavy sound, and blood spurted out from inside the huge wound, quickly forming a dark red puddle under the body. The strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings, causing many Westerlands nobles to subconsciously cover their mouths and noses.

There was dead silence in the throne room.

Everyone - everyone is watching the scene in front of them -

The powerful black Earl used his absolute superiority to execute the justice he preached, while the cruel "The Mountain" was eventually sentenced to death for his crime.

Titus·Peake stood sideways, holding the hilt of Orphan-Maker's sword gracefully, and gently flicked it from above the broken neck of "The Mountain".

-The blood on the sword instantly separated from the sword body, forming a scarlet blood line, which splashed on the ground in front of the headless corpse, forming a straight line, extending straight in the direction of Lord Tywin.

Like a pointed arrow and a silent warning.

Where are the executions of Gregor·Clegane?

This is clearly "killing a dog and becoming a lion"!

Starpike Earl used the most direct and violent way to declare his strength to everyone Westerlands headed by Tywin----

Trial by Combat in the throne room has come to an end.

The deepest impression left on the nobles of all realms was the invincible appearance of Black Earl in the duel, and his execution method was very - very - well, in short, it was shocking.

Naturally, the quarrel between the two major forces, Starpike and Casterly Rock, was very unpleasant.

This is exactly one of the purposes of Titus·Peake.

At this stage, Peake needs to establish an enemy other than the Reach, and it must be a strong enemy.

The reputation, prestige and superficial strength of the other party need to be strong enough, and the hostility towards House Peake must be deep enough.

If Titus had to choose this powerful enemy, of course his first choice would be the lion.

You're going to offend their family anyway, so don't waste it, just offend them thoroughly.

The terrible lion:

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