Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 168 - War of the Four Kings (XV)

"Burn by the fire of God." Kinvara, Reverend Mother of the Faith of the God Emperor.

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Sigismund and Jaime's fight continued, and the longer it went on, the more the Primarch noticed that his enemy's movements were becoming more and more refined.

He knew that Jaime was a genius with a sword, but seeing the rate of his growth was quite surprising. The man had adapted to his own strength while being beaten by him and was getting better and better all the time.

Jaime, sensing an opening in Sigismund's position, sharpened his gaze and with one swift stroke of his sword, left a long line of blood running from his enemy's waist to his shoulder. Blood splashed into the air before falling to the ground.

Sigismund stepped back and looked at the wound on his body. After undergoing the King's blood ritual, it was the first time in three years that he had actually been wounded. It reminded him of when he hadn't met Aenar yet, in those days he bled daily.

The fight for food was cruel, especially for two thin and weak teenagers, so breaking a nose or being beaten to the point of spitting up blood clots was quite normal in his day-to-day life, but all that changed with Aenar's arrival.

He and Titus no longer had to starve or fight for food, a bed, a house, food and a bath, a nobleman's life was given to them in a single day. He had only one obligation: to be loyal to the end to his king. He accepted that, from the moment he left that alley, his life was to fulfill the purpose that Aenar wanted.

Nothing more and nothing less.

Touching the blood in his body, Sigismund became abnormally cold, his brown eyes especially calm.

"Go ahead." He murmured, a blue aura burning like a furious flame covered the entire length of his arm.

In an instant, Sigismund disappeared from where he was and reappeared in front of Jaime. His speed was so fast that even with the Stranger's Blessing, Jaime didn't react when his enemy's punch hit his head.

Half of Jaime's head was deformed, his originally handsome face was ruined in an instant, blood splattered violently on the floor. Sigismund didn't stop and simply ripped off one of his arms, as if he were tearing off a banana peel.

However, what surprised Sigismund was that even with all these injuries, Jaime's body began to regenerate at an abnormally high rate!

Kinvara took advantage of the moment when Jaime was regenerating and shot three arrows. One hit his heart, the second arrow hit his left eye and the third and final arrow hit his head, piercing his brain.

As the arrows were fire, Jaime's whole body was covered in flames!

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A painful, agonizing roar spread throughout the battlefield. His cry of pain sent shivers down the spine of everyone present. They couldn't even imagine the pain that could make a man scream on such a scale.

Jaime had never felt such pain in his life, being burnt alive even seemed ironic, he was the man who had saved King's Landing from being blown up by Aerys' orders. But here he was, suffering the punishment for saving half a million people.

Kevan Lannister, Jaime's uncle and Tywin's younger brother, staring in horror at his nephew being burned alive by the Red Witch, didn't hesitate to separate five thousand men and march towards the monster fight.

Although he didn't know why Jaime had become so powerful overnight, he did know that he had to save the heir his brother held most dear.

"Save Jaime and get back to the castle!!!" Kevan shouted to the most loyal soldiers of House Lannister. He gripped his spear and didn't hesitate to move towards Sigismund.

"I'll give them a dignified death." Sigismund said as he looked at the five thousand men marching towards him.

Despite being burned alive and kept alive by the Blessing of the Seven Faced God, Jaime could still see his surroundings.

When he saw his uncle approaching to save him, Jaime wanted to shout for everyone to back off, as they were no match for a monster like Sigismund, but his vocal cords were being burnt out at that moment, making it impossible for him to speak. It was even a miracle that he was able to see with his eyes practically being cooked.

Accumulating strength in his hands, Sigismund grabbed a horse's head and simply smashed it, spraying blood all around. Then he killed the rider as one would kill a chicken, breaking his neck.

He continued the massacre with indifference and brutality. What was happening wasn't a fight, normal people facing an Adeptus Astartes was no different to defenceless cattle, let alone a Primarch.

Kinvara didn't stand still either, she couldn't be as strong as Sigismund or Jaime, but she was a witch, her specialty was magic and attacking from long range!

The Reverend Mother looked like a goddess of fire, controlling the flames around her and with a flick of her wrist, a wave of flames advanced towards the five thousand men and horses before her. There was no feeling of mercy towards normal people.

She was over two hundred years old, compassion, benevolence and other things had been diluted over the course of more than two centuries of existence. Even her feelings were almost nil, the only thing that could make her emotions active was her God and no one else.

So, watching so many people being burnt alive by her hands made her feel absolutely nothing in her mind, as if it was totally normal to watch people being burnt alive as she was doing right now.

"Monster, die!!!" Kevan made his horse leap into the flames and shouted loudly, his lance pointed at Sigismund and the man didn't hesitate to ride towards the huge man in front of him.

However, before he could even get close to Sigismund, Kinvara fired another fiery arrow, hitting him in the neck in an instant!

Kevan's eyes widened as he felt his life flash before him, he was thrown from his horse and fell heavily to the ground scorched by the flames. Blood dripped from his mouth as the fire from the arrow began to burn his entire body.

Looking at Jaime being burned alive and still alive, Kevan didn't care about the mind-blowing pain he was feeling and spoke with extreme difficulty. "Back off."

Although the war had just begun, he knew that if the entire army was left without the protection of the walls, the army would be wiped out in front of these two magical monsters. He couldn't allow something like that to happen!

The army was the final strength of House Lannister and Baratheon, losing these two armies would end the war before it began.

Jaime certainly knew his uncle's intentions, but he didn't want to. The Blessing of the Seven Faced God had practically changed Jaime's mindset, he felt extremely sick at the thought of retreating even in the face of the difference in military power between them.

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However, at the last moment, the image of his son and daughters brought him out of his state for a moment.

Looking at the battlefield, Jaime's charred, regenerating face grew tense.

Both armies had just faced each other and were in the process of colliding, where the soldiers on the front lines killed as many enemy soldiers as possible, before both armies retreated to catch their breath.

Looking at Sigismund, who, while slaughtering the Lannister soldiers, was focusing on him, Jaime smiled helplessly, the monsters in front of him not letting their guard down even though they were superior in terms of combat power.

Fortunately, even at a slight disadvantage, the war could go on for months or years, as long as these two monsters didn't intervene in the war. Should something like that happen, he can see that the armies of House Lannister and Baratheon didn't last a week against these two monsters.

"Since you've blessed me, give me more power to deal with these monsters." Jaime muttered, looking up towards the sky. In that place, he could feel a gaze upon him, he knew it was the God of the Seven Faces looking down on him at all times.

With Jaime's words, he felt the power inside him grow even stronger, the flames that were devouring his body were extinguished in the face of this power. Jaime couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan at the spiritual pleasure he was feeling.

Kinvara couldn't help but flash a mischievous smile as she felt the divine power hovering in the air. She pulled out a menacing-looking black dagger and muttered. "Let's begin."

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