Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 466 Kui Xi's Revenge

Tyrion is really a volunteer, no one pushes him.

He had seen Shireen Baratheon.

Half of the little girl's face was covered with a layer of blue-gray stone spots, which looked extremely terrifying.

Tyrion could barely accept it if he just looked horrible, with the pants covering him and others not seeing his thighs.

But the greyscale stony scar on Shireen's face also cut off the tactile nerve.

To put it simply, although Shireen's greyscale was no longer spreading, half of her face was as numb as stone, and she lost touch.

The infected part of Tyrion is quite special. His inner thigh was pinched by Clinton, and then he was infected with greyscale.

Now greyscale is creeping upwards.

This

If the virus is not contained immediately, he will be like little Aegon.

Uh, little Aegon was miserable, and that part was directly infected.

If greyscale healed like Shireen, leaving a blue-gray stony scar of insensibility, then Aegon

Little Aegon has been weeping his pillow towel at night lately, and drinking away his worries during the day.

so bitter!

But little Aegon is not alone. Except for Tyrion, all the infected sea merchants and the red maiden in the Garden of Desire suffer as much as him.

Because Tyrion and his distinguished guests lived on the second floor of the pyramid, and three infected people suddenly appeared on this floor, Dany isolated them and created a laboratory.

At this time, in the laboratory.

Bu Tian and Laresa are busy in front of the witch lens.

Kui Xi stood at the other end of the experimental table, guarding the steaming pot of blue-brown boiling juice on the stove.

Between the laboratory and the steps outside the pyramid, there is a spacious hall. Young Aegon, Tyrion, and Aemon are sitting on a soft couch, waiting for the decoction from Master Quizz.

He is General Wildfire, the immediate boss of more than 50 fire mages. He asked his subordinates, and all of them declared that he is the most popular and the best sacrifice for the blood sacrifice to the evil god.

Just three days ago, Pogba, the rib man, approached him quietly and asked if the dwarf was for sale.

Pogba wants a magic talisman of the same style as Lisbon's.

——The virus is spreading upwards, and it will reach your place soon, how about cutting it off and selling it to me before it turns into stone?

This suggestion is not too rude.

Consciously rescue hopeless greyscale patients, most of them will cut off a good part of the body as a souvenir.

For example, Illyrio saw off the hands of his wife Sira and kept them for collection, and Sira was a patient of gray plague.

Tyrion tells Pogba to leave: I have become a stone man, and the male stone sculpture is more powerful than the eunuch stone sculpture!

and also.

Tyrion remembered well that Connington had touched his place several times during the last wildfire bomb accident.

The infected part was the inner thigh where I pinched it last.

Dragon Queen's magic research also proves that wizards with magic power have stronger immunity.

Aemon shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with magic power. After a part is infected, it will spread around that part and will not give birth to another affected part."

Thinking about it carefully, his worries a few days ago were really ridiculous.

Both Aegon and Tyrion don't know if they can survive, and even if they survive, they may not necessarily preserve their male dignity.

How can they fight among themselves, how can they compete for the Iron Throne?

Quetzle heard the conversation outside, and glanced over at Tyrion. As he stirred the spoon, a pinch of powder slipped silently from his sleeve.

Then, the tall Yidi girl took the clay pot from the stove, poured the medicine into the bowl, and without blowing it to cool, she directly held the steaming soup bowl, walked to the edge of Sancunding, and said lightly: "Take Leon, it's time to drink your medicine."

"Oh, it's so hot!"

Tyrion grinned and flinched, almost spilling the blue-brown juice from the bowl.

"Drink it quickly, it won't work if it's cold." Kuixi reminded.

"This medicine is for curing diseases. If I burn to death, there is no need to treat diseases."

"Hoo hoo hoo!" The dwarf blew into the mouth of the bowl for a while, then raised his neck and downed half a bowl of bitter dung juice.

After belching a mixture of rotten eggs, rotten cabbage leaves, rotten offal, and other flavors, Tyrion the Three-Inch Ding touched his violently tumbling belly, and said doubtfully, "Today's Dragon Essence Soup seems to be a bit strong."

"A few days ago, it was the medicine of Master Butian, and the effect was mediocre. This time, the decoction was prepared by Master Kuixi according to the principle of restraint of five elements. It is normal to feel different." Old Aemon explained.

Well, Kuixi really listened to the Five Elements Theory.

She believes that dragon dung belongs to "earth" and contains "fire", which can just overcome the gray scale disease of the "water" attribute.

After the drug configuration, she also tested it according to the five elements theory. Anyway, it was an experiment, and the volunteer was not her.

"For internal use and external application." After leaving this sentence, Kui Xi left.

Tyrion had tried the medicine several times and was familiar with the process.

He immediately turned around, hid behind the high-back chair, spread his legs, took off his pants, and applied the remaining juice to the affected area.

"Gululu, Gugugu—"

Suddenly, there was a series of muffled noises from Tyrion's belly, as if a volcano had erupted in his belly.

Aemon hurriedly took a step forward, took the bowl from Tyrion, and while helping him to smear the inconvenient places, he asked with concern, "What? Did you eat bad?"

"I don't know—oh, oh, it's hot and it hurts!" cried Tyrion, grinning.

Seeing his ferocious expression, Aemon stopped his hands and asked curiously, "Why, the tingling is very strong?"

"There's a burning feeling, don't stop, it hurts me so much," Tyrion urged.

"Comfortable?" Aemon was stunned for a moment, then became extremely excited, and said, "Yes, this is a good thing. If you feel pain, it means the medicine is effective.

Master Kuixi really lived up to his reputation. In just a few days, he applied the theory of Yin-Yang and Five Elements to the preparation of Longjing Tang. The key is that it really works. "

Tyrion felt the burning pain in his thigh and was almost in tears.

He rubbed his overwhelmed stomach, and said with emotion: "Finally I feel it again, this time the medicine is more effective than the previous preparations by Master Bu Tian.

I thought Master Kuishi was the same as Lisbon who was stabbed to death by mercenaries. I didn't expect her to be so good, and the potion she prepared was better than the old mage Yidi.

Alas, her title of No.1 of the younger generation is really well-deserved! "

"Kangdang—" There was the sound of the crock pot breaking in the laboratory.

Aemon stretched his neck and poked his head towards the door, and saw Queche was looking over, his body motionless, the wooden shell mask facing Tyrion, and the broken earthen jar under his feet ignored it.

"Master Quizz, Tyrion is feeling something, and your medicine is working."

Aemon thought that Kuixi was concerned about the effect of the potion, so he was delighted to report it.

"Feeling?" Kui Xi's tone was very strange, as if there was an unbelievable surprise?

"Aww—" Suddenly, Tyrion, who was pouting out and rubbing medicine on his ass, howled, and ran to his bedroom without saying a word.

"Grumble-"

His stomach was rumbling loudly.

"Oh, no—" after running seven or eight steps, and several meters away from the bedroom door, Tyrion wailed with his legs between his legs.

Fell to the ground.

"Clatter!" It was like a vegetable sink with its valve unplugged.

The golden juice flowed, and the stench filled the air.

Aemon and Aegon held their noses and wanted to vomit.

"What's the matter?" Hearing Tyrion howl, Clinton, Ashara, and the knight duck next door also came out of the door.

"Seven layers of hell! Little devil, what are you doing?"

Everyone twisted their faces and exclaimed, and then collectively vomited.

Tyrion scrambled to the ground, letting the warm liquid slip from between his thighs.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" he didn't dare to raise his head, just put his face on the ground and cried.

"Chichi—crash——"

The smokey voice continues

"That's right!"

Kuixi muttered softly, walked lightly to the door of the laboratory, and closed the door tightly.

"Hmph, I already said it, don't call me 'Youth Generation No.1'"

At noon, the Dragon Queen came back from the ironworks outside the city riding a dragon, and heard the news that Tyrion had collapsed and passed out.

"Is he still angry?"

Looking at the little devil with pale, almost transparent skin on the bed, Dany was also frightened.

"Maybe."

The expression on Old Emon's face was full of uncertainty.

Soon, he said excitedly and anxiously: "However, Master Kuixi seems to have developed an antidote to greyscale, and the little devil really feels it after using it. It's just that the side effects are a bit scary."

"Effective? Since it is effective, such trivial things as diarrhea are not considered a problem." Dani said happily.

"Isn't that a big deal? Tyrion was unconscious in the pile of shit. He was unconscious, and he was still bleeding. He was bleeding." Aegon said in horror.

"So miserable?" Dany turned her gaze to Kuishi.

"Aren't people dead yet! This is detoxification, which is very reasonable." Shadow Binder said lightly.

Experts have said so, and Aegon and Clinton have nothing to refute.

Leaving Tyrion's bedroom, Dany also faintly smelled a strange smell in the hall, walked a few steps, climbed up the stone steps, and the air became fresh and clear again.

"The steelmaking plant has been built, and Tobmot promised me that the new steelmaking plant can forge steel of the same grade as Kohor Refined Iron."

There was not much joy on Dani's face, as she walked, she said to Kuixi beside her, "But I not only need ordinary steel, I want to smelt tile steel, at least I can recast tile steel.

The problem now is that in the spell that Tuobu gave me, a very crucial step is the blood sacrifice to the demon god.

Moreover, the evil god sacrificed in the spell is the Kohor black goat, which I absolutely cannot bear. "

"Kohor is also called the 'City of Mages'. Blood magic and necromancy are popular, so blood sacrifices to demon gods are a matter of course." Kui Xi said it as a matter of course.

"I don't want a blood sacrifice," Dany said.

"You also kill people, don't you? Since you can kill people, why are you so disgusted with blood sacrifices? You should pay as much as you want. If you want to use the power of the demon god, you should sacrifice to the demon god." Kui Xifei explained.

"No, killing people is law enforcement and upholding justice in the world. But blood sacrifice to human beings is a blasphemy against human beings, and it is the greatest evil in the world." Dani said.

"Hehe, uphold justice," Kui Xi mocked with a laugh.

Dani smiled proudly. At this moment, she had the calmness and pride of Hong Qigong when he faced Qiu Qianren.

"So far, I haven't killed a single person unjustly."

"But your Earl of Broken Shackles, there are many bones under his feet, and blood flows like rivers."

"He's also doing it for justice, but the method is more drastic." The Dragon Queen's tone became less confident.

Kuixi smiled lightly, skipped the matter, and said: "Actually, you are looking for a donkey on a donkey. The purpose of offering sacrifices to the demon god is to borrow the power of the demon god. When you are the demon god yourself, why do you need to sacrifice to the evil god? "

(End of this chapter)