Sunfyre, who was once again controlled by Womax, seemed to have his eyes clear up in an instant.
If Sunfyre hadn't peeled off its mask like a Faceless One, Jacaerys wouldn't have been able to recognize it.
After all, Sunfyre's body size had more than doubled in a short period, and not only did its dragon wings recover allowing it to fly freely, but some unknown changes also occurred.
Wo Ang~~
Sunfyre, whose body was charred black by the black Dracarys, suddenly let out a faint whimper.
The next second, Jacaerys felt the thought 'Food, Human' transmit from Womax.
After a little thought, he understood the meaning, and then controlled Womax to fly to the Skyreach gate,
driving the remaining one or two hundred Martell Family spearmen and House Hightower shield soldiers towards Sunfyre.
Whoosh!
Ah!!!
A dreamlike colorful mist sprayed out from Sunfyre's slightly opened dragon mouth, and one or two hundred enemy captives were dissolved into white bones amidst heart-wrenching screams.
Gulp, gulp!
Streams of blood-colored liquid flowed out from the white bones, and instantly submerged into Sunfyre's body.
Crack, crack!
Sunfyre, after absorbing all the blood-colored liquid, was like shedding its skin. The charred black flesh on its body peeled off piece by piece, and new colorful dragon scales grew inside.
Before, Womax was standing on Spinx and spitting Dracarys, so Jacaerys and Ela on its dragon back naturally didn't see this scene with their own eyes.
So at this moment, they looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.
Jacaerys even began to think in his mind, if he let Womax devour Sunfyre, would it be possible to obtain this perverted, super strong recovery ability.
Ela, on the other hand, had a solemn expression and said with some uncertainty, "The colorful mist it sprays is very similar to the evil blood magic of the Blood Wizard, but the power is stronger and the range is wider!"
"Hehe, power cannot be distinguished by evil and justice.
Just like during the most prosperous period of the Valyrian Freehold, Blood Wizards were considered orthodox.
Sunfyre is my dragon, no matter what it becomes, it must be just.
Because I will always be the winning side!"
Jacaerys replied with a light chuckle upon hearing this.
Ela opened her mouth, originally wanting to give examples of the horrific atrocities committed by Blood Wizards in Asshai.
But on second thought, there was no way to refute it.
Jacaerys' words sounded simple and crude, but they pointed out the reality hidden beneath the seemingly prosperous surface of this world.
Just like her, if she had won in the ambush in Mi Jie Island.
Then Jacaerys, in the eyes of the common people of Essos, would be the evil dragon killed by heroes like them.
And she failed, and now in the eyes of the common people of Westeros, she is just an evil wizard captive who conspired to assassinate the King.
Ela didn't dwell on this issue. She opened her mouth and asked Jacaerys to control Womax to land.
Bang!
As soon as she jumped to the ground, Ela ran straight towards Sunfyre's dragon mouth.
It turned out that her target was the Valyrian Steel with blood-colored runes that it had just spit out.
Jacaerys' eyes immediately flickered, and he began to consider whether Ela might possess the magic that caused Sunfyre's unknown transformation.
If possible, it seemed possible to make young dragons undergo transformation in a very short period of time.
However, he soon gave up on this idea.
Because of the powerful defense and super strong recovery ability that Sunfyre had shown before.
If there were really no side effects at all, then what the Targaryen family brought to Westeros back then would not have been dragons, but Sphinxes.
Rustle, rustle!
When Ela was engrossed in the blood-colored runes, Sunfyre, who had recovered by more than half, suddenly stood up, then walked to the front of Womax and lay prostrate on the ground to show submission.
Jacaerys knew that Ela, who was wholeheartedly pursuing the truth of magic, wouldn't be able to move for a while, so he directly transmitted a message to Womax and took Sunfyre, flying towards Skyreach.
This war is not over yet!
Lucerys is now fully capable of handling things on his own.
Just now, seeing his brother take over the battle with Spinx, he rode Arrax to scout the movements within Skyreach from high altitude.
And the group of Prince Corren, who were protected by many personal guards and fled, were too obvious.
But after discovering the enemy, he did not act rashly, but just hovered above their heads like this.
After all, no matter how fast this group of enemies fled, they could not be faster than the flying speed of a dragon.
So Prince Corren, seeing that the situation was bad, immediately dispersed this conspicuous team. He and Ser Hobart each took more than a dozen personal guards and fled in different directions.
The word 'honor' is worthless to some people, but it is precious to others.
Prince Corren's tactic of breaking up into smaller groups to escape was correct, but when he fled, he even carried his family's Sunspear banner with him.
Lucerys in the sky looked at the scattered enemies, and finally chose to focus on the main target of this expedition to Dorne, the Martell Family.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Womax and Sunfyre quickly flapped their wings and flew over, then under the guidance of Arrax, they blocked Prince Corren one after another.
Even surrounded by these two behemoths, Prince Corren did not choose to surrender. He drew his longsword and tried to die bravely in the Dracarys of the dragons.
However, Jacaerys would never let his enemies get what they wanted.
Bang!
Jacaerys, who had drawn two Valyrian steel longswords, was like a god descending to the mortal world. He leaped down from Womax's dragon back and heavily slammed onto the bluestone ground of Skyreach.
Prince Corren looked up blankly at the height of the dragons in the sky, then rubbed his eyes,
and looked closely at Jacaerys who had smashed a piece of bluestone but was unharmed.
Although he had witnessed many strange magics today, seeing a human achieve such a feat still made him reveal an extremely shocked expression.
Is this an illusion?
Jacaerys immediately answered Prince Corren's question with practical actions.
Rip, rip!
In just two or three minutes, he slaughtered all dozen of these Martell Family personal guards, who could definitely be called elites, with an invincible crushing force.
Clang!
Jacaerys, covered in blood, casually swung a sword, knocking Prince Corren's longsword out of his hand.
He looked down at Prince Corren and said coldly, "Kneel!"
"Cough, Pooh, want to make the 'Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken' Prince of Dorne kneel? You are not worthy.
Hurry up and do it! You evil dragon whose hands are stained with blood."
Hearing this, Prince Corren turned his head and spat, replying with a face full of disdain.
Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken is the motto of the Martell Family, and it also represents the will and personality of their people.
But at this moment, Prince Corren was more inclined to use this to mock and provoke Jacaerys, and then end his own life.
"Tsk tsk, Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken? Your Martell motto reminds me of the common saying known to all the common people of the Seven Kingdoms.
The North Remembers, Dorne Unbowed.
Unbowed? It doesn't matter, then let's destroy it!
You have successfully saved your life, and I will let you watch with your own eyes how I make Dorne disappear from Westeros!"
When Prince Corren heard Jacaerys' words, he broke out in goosebumps and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
He had naturally heard the rumors of Jacaerys destroying Tyrosh, and the other party didn't seem to be joking or trying to scare him now.
Could Dorne really be destroyed by this evil dragon?
No, no, no, it's absolutely impossible for him to find Alexandra and them.
Once they go deep into Dorne, suffering from the double blow of water and food shortages, they will leave Dorne in disarray, just like the Targaryen family once did.
Yes, I must firmly believe that the subsequent war will develop this way!
Jacaerys wouldn't care how Prince Corren encouraged himself in his heart. He lightly tapped Prince Corren's temple with the longsword in his hand.
His so-called light sword directly caused Prince Corren's eyes to black out, and he fell unconscious.
Casually picking up this noble captive, Jacaerys returned to Womax's dragon saddle.
When Womax sprayed Dracarys and burned Earl Feller and his personal guards who were stubbornly resisting into charred ash, the battle of Skyreach was officially declared over.
Stone's army surged in like a tide, and they were like a pack of hyenas that had smelled blood,
starting a carpet search for survivors and gold and silver treasures in Skyreach.
After meeting Lucerys, Jacaerys did not hesitate to praise his younger brother.
He was very satisfied with Lucerys' performance today, and he could gradually arrange some more important tasks or jobs for Lucerys in the future.
Not long after, Ela, who had made some progress in studying the blood-colored runes, excitedly ran to find Jacaerys and expressed her desire to find the extraordinary person who performed this magic.
After interrogating the Martell and House Hightower soldiers who participated in the ambush of Sunfyre, they later also found Dr. Wilson's body.
Ela originally wanted to take Dr. Wilson's body and go back into seclusion to study, but Jacaerys stopped her because they still had more important things to do.
After half a day of carpet search, Stone's army found more than five thousand Skyreach survivors in a hollowed-out mountain peak.
Adding the survivors found in many basements and cellars within the city, there were a total of eight thousand survivors.
The flattest area of the entire Skyreach gate had already appeared a super-large magic circle centered around the Gem of Life.
This time, Ela did not foolishly complete the magic circle by herself. She divided the entire magic circle into hundreds of areas, and then had hundreds of soldiers cooperate to complete it.
She only needed to perform quality control and personally complete the magic power connection for each area.
Not long after, eight thousand survivors, nearly two thousand Feller Family soldiers, and one thousand Martell and House Hightower soldiers were forcibly driven in.
Prince Corren, who had been knocked unconscious by Jacaerys earlier, had already woken up. At this moment, he was tied to a makeshift cross, facing the magic circle directly.
If Rudy were here, he would naturally understand that the humans inside the magic circle were sacrifices to the dragon Womax.
But the people present now, including the high-level commanders like Stone, were all confused and completely unaware of the meaning of Jacaerys' actions.
Whoosh, whoosh!
When Jacaerys confirmed that Ela was ready, he transmitted a message to Womax to descend from the sky.
Screams, wails, blood!
This was a ruthless and bloody sacrifice, but it was not offered to Womax, but to Jacaerys' path to longevity.
Prince Corren, tied to the cross, witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his eyes immediately split with rage.
He first cursed at Jacaerys angrily, then cried and begged loudly for mercy, stating that he was willing to surrender.
But this ruthless blood sacrifice would not be swayed by Prince Corren's will and continued to proceed.
A considerable number of sacrifices were unwilling to face the dragon directly, and fled in panic in all directions, only to be directly cut down by the Stone army surrounding the magic circle.
Blood flowed like a river, it was truly blood flowing like a river!
Sixty to seventy thousand kilograms of blood, under the attraction of a mysterious force, surged like living creatures from all directions of the giant magic circle towards the Gem of Life at the very center.
In this continuous process of convergence, they formed blood-colored long rivers emitting a strong fishysweet smell.
Ugh!
Duke Jason quickly ran to a certain wall of Skyreach and kept vomiting. Having lived a pampered life in the Westerlands, he had never seen such a bloody scene.
And Ser Loren Tyrell left the blood sacrifice scene on the pretext of taking care of him, his face pale, and he only managed to hold on until he was in a secluded place before starting to vomit.
However, as fence-sitters and neutral parties, after experiencing this blood sacrifice that seemed like Jacaerys was killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.
They felt much more awe in their hearts, some of their previous thoughts dissipated, and they stood more firmly in Jacaerys' camp.
Unlike Duke Jason and the other two who were like flowers in a greenhouse, Lord Forrester and Earl Samwell watched the blood sacrifice calmly without changing their expressions.
But their faces showed worry, because this bloody massacre could absolutely not be hidden.
As Jacaerys' staunch supporters and beneficiaries, they cared even more about his reputation than Jacaerys himself.
However, they were worrying too early, because this blood sacrifice was merely the beginning.
Ultimately, this blood sacrifice lasted for nearly half an hour.
After absorbing the blood of these eleven thousand people, a particularly obvious bright red appeared on the surface of the Gem of Life.
In terms of proportion, it was about one-fifteenth.
In other words, Jacaerys' previous estimate was still relatively accurate; the blood of about one hundred and sixty thousand people would be enough to fully activate it.
After putting away the Gem of Life, Jacaerys, in a good mood, began the next stage.
About one hundred and twenty to thirty thousand commoners who had followed the army from King's Landing, Casterly Rock, and Highgarden, lined up to enter Skyreach under Stone's arrangement.
Unlike the soldiers who were previously focused on searching for survivors and gold and silver treasures, this large number of commoners were like a swarm of locusts passing through.
Metal, wood, and even valuable Stones, no resources escaped their plundering.
Cartloads and wagonloads of goods were packed full and then drove towards the direction of The Reach.
Building is not easy, but destroying is very simple.
In just one or two days, Skyreach, which had been established for thousands of years, was left with nothing but piles of worthless broken Stones.
Prince Corren, who had been silently watching from the cross, now understood.
Jacaerys was different from all the Targaryens of the past; he was going to sever the roots of Dorne!