The iron gate was not made of iron, but it was also very strong, and Jaime used the power of that magic arm to tear open a gap, and then widen it to just fit between the two of them, and they didn't stop, and immediately slid down the gap.

After the gate, if nothing else, it was the sewer outlet, and Jaime was confident that Tyrion wouldn't be misrouted, but until then, they weren't out of danger.

Strike!

Jumping down the stairs more than a person high, Tyrion's whole body was loaded into the sewage, and his mouth that had been kept all the way finally lost at this moment, although he didn't drink the sewage, but it also made Tyrion sick enough.

Fortunately, the iron gate was not opened for a long time, blocking most of the filth, and only a small amount of sewage flowed down the grid of the gate, otherwise the two would have fallen into the mud like a swamp.

Jaime was much taller than Tyrion, and he was more agile behind him, and he didn't lose his mind in the panic, splashing the sewage very steadily, and then landing steadily in it.

He pulled Tyrion out of the water, then got up and ran forward as fast as he could.

Behind the iron gate is indeed the water outlet, and the two of them have even seen that the front seems to represent the light of hope, but in front of this represents the way of life, there is still a passage that is not long or short, and at this moment, this passage is like the time of death.

The torrent of filth behind him is rolling in it, mixed with the corpses and dirty meat that have accumulated for countless days, and its scale is even greater, a large amount of dirt is congested in front of the iron gate, and the iron gate that has been torn open has become a small anthill under the embankment, and it only lasted for less than three seconds before making a painful **, and then squeaked and was swept away by the current.

A flood of bones was right behind them. It's like a flesh-and-blood vortex. Jaime and Tyrion didn't dare look back. Running forward desperately, the distance between the two is gradually shortening.

Jaime and Tyrion were both nobles in King's Landing, and they didn't grow up here as children, so they naturally wouldn't come to a place like the outlet, knowing that they desperately came to the outlet, only to find a waterfall with a pool of water below.

King's Landing is not very high. Closer to the coast, this is probably the only forested waterfall near the interior, and it is unknown how much effort it took Targaryen's artisans to get the sewer outlet here.

The two of them glanced at each other, the torrent behind them was rolling in, they both knew that there was no way back, and the next moment, they jumped down without hesitation.

The torrent of corpses and flesh also followed at this moment, surging out, like a wild horse that had been unleashed, closely following the two of them. As you exit the outfall, time seems to start in slow motion. The filth and sewage caught up with the two men who leaped down, wrapping them in midair.

Suddenly, Tyrion felt as if the world was turning upside down.

Countless torrents entangled around him, as if he were a stone that could be rubbed at will, and a large number of human and animal bones rushed to his face, and Tyrion only had time to protect a few important places before he felt several bones in his arms and thighs.

A hideous bull-headed skeleton slammed into his face, causing Tyrion's nose to hurt and his eyes to gush out for a moment, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a large mass of slimy, water-like internal organs was swept up to his mouth.

This short drop distance of less than ten meters seemed to Tyrion to resist heaven, and this short time seemed to have become a world.

Finally, pounce!

With the sound of a heavy object falling into the water, Tyrion felt for a moment that his surroundings were surrounded by cold and heaviness, his ears began to buzz, his head was a little heavy, and everything around him was extremely quiet.

He opened his eyes and found that he had fallen into the pool, not deep, but not so deep that he would not fall straight to the bottom, so he immediately struggled to his feet, and began to float to the surface.

"Hah!"

With the sound of wiping his face and spitting dirty water, Tyrion poked his head out of the water, shook the water on his head, and then began to look around, the largest torrent of filth had gushed out with the two of them, and was slowly flowing into the sea with Tanzi, and a little filth was flowing down the waterfall like a coughing patient, but Tyrion did not see Jaime's figure.

He pulled away some of the filth floating around him and began to shout, "James, James! ”

In his desperation, Tyrion didn't notice that his voice seemed to attract something, and a small black shadow flickered around the forest, and to his dismay, everything around him was so calm that it seemed as if he was alone.

Jaime knew water, he couldn't have drowned in such a shallow pool, could it be that the bones in the sewage had pierced his fatal part, Tyrion worried.

But at this time, a flash of thought suddenly flashed in his mind like a bright light, not injured, but ......

He immediately dived into the water, trying to open his eyes in the deep pool of filth, which was scorching around him, but Tyrion still managed to look around the cloud.

Sure enough, he saw a figure struggling at the bottom of the water not far away, one of his hands seemed to be very weak, and his movements were getting slower and slower.

Tyrion immediately swam forward and helped pull Jaime to the shore, and as soon as he got his hands on it, Tyrion immediately knew why Jaime couldn't get up.

Although his metal arm is infinitely powerful and easy to use, it will be extremely heavy when it falls into the water, and I think that Yi Huan forgot to tell him at that time, and Jaime did not have the habit of going into the sea to catch salted fish, this time, he almost killed him at the bottom of the deep pool.

However, with the help of the two of them, Jaime eventually came to the surface, slumping limply on the shore and gasping for breath, his lungs greedily sucking in the oxygen from the air.

The same is true of Tyrion, who is slumped to his side, the entire escape planned by him, and although there are no thrills in it, the pressure on his heart is no less. To know. Werewolves have a keen sense of smell and hearing. If one is accidentally exposed, the two of them will die without a place to be buried.

Now that they're out of harm's way, Tyrion can relax.

As soon as a person's mood relaxes, his thoughts will drift out unconsciously, and Tyrion has thought a lot about his next plan, but he has to act on the opportunity. Because for a large part, it's a matter of luck.

He didn't know if the importance of the two would make Varys let the werewolves out of the nest, but presumably not, because a large part of the werewolves didn't like him when they were humans, and Varys couldn't suppress all the werewolves.

This way, there is a lot less chance of being tracked when you escape, but there will definitely be werewolves trailing you, so be careful.

At this time, it was already approaching evening, and the two of them had dived into the sewers while the werewolves were bringing them food, so how could a little sunset be sprinkled over the forest at this time. It was hot on Tyrion's face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling like he had never been so relaxed. It's too late for the Lannisters, and King's Landing is all ruined, so what's next...... I'm afraid there will be a chaotic war on the mainland.

Tyrion didn't notice that in addition to him and Jaime, there was a string of wet footprints in the opposite direction, but the owner of the footprints was not visible, and the unknown shadows in the forest were getting closer.

Suddenly, a small black shadow obscured Tyrion's vision, he was slightly startled, opened his eyes, but found nothing, he didn't think it was his own delusion, so he propped himself up from the ground, and then, he saw two werewolves sneaking around.

The two werewolves were a little thinner and weaker, not as tall and strong as the werewolves converted from the nobles and soldiers in King's Landing, but for Tyrion, they were still an invincible beast, lurking not far away, their bodies blocking the sun, casting a lot of shadows on Tyrion's face, body, and even his whole person.

The werewolf quietly approached without making a sound, not even alarming Jaime, but Tyrion's movements alerted him, and he rolled over and drew his sword without hesitation.

"Find a way to escape." When Jaime saw his opponent clearly, he immediately whispered to Tyrion next to him, he knew that he was not an opponent, and he had no intention of staying, but the two werewolves were not that strong, so Jaime still had the confidence to escape from their hands.

These two emaciated werewolves are not supposed to be residents of King's Landing, but from nearby villages, and there are many very poor villages near King's Landing, such as the one that Jamie experienced in the beginning.

There are even many poor people in the village who can't even eat, and the situation is not much better than the slums in King's Landing, these two people should be one of the poor people before the werewolves who were scurried out of King's Landing become werewolves, so even after the transformation, their bodies are very thin.

Relying on the outfall, there are many poor people who feed on it, they can't even eat, and their bodies are even twisted and twisted into strange shapes because of hunger, so they naturally don't mind picking up some garbage.

However, since King's Landing was occupied by werewolves, human flesh and human bones have gradually increased from the sewage outlets, and humans probably won't eat these things, so those who eat these things are naturally werewolves who used to be humans.

Tyrion figured this out, and Jaime didn't know it, but that didn't stop him from being brave, and after realizing that the two werewolves on the other side weren't much stronger than him, Jaime launched a tentative attack.

His sword stabbed quickly into the werewolf's non-lethal abdomen and side, and the two werewolves didn't anticipate James' sudden attack at all, and barely dodged with the werewolf's agile speed.

After missing the blow, Jaime swung his sword again, his long sword did not rush forward, retained most of its strength, and only made a tentative attack, but even this made the two werewolves look a little embarrassed.

They wanted to attack back, but Jaime was forced back with a long sword, and after a few tests, Jaime immediately knew that these two werewolves should not be very powerful guys when they were humans, and that a poor person is a poor, and even if they become werewolves, they are the lowest beings at the bottom.

These two werewolves have no experience in attacking, and will only rely on their own advantages and instincts to fight, but if they are stronger, I'm afraid Jaime is not an opponent, but their speed and strength are not much worse than ordinary werewolves, and in front of Jaime, who is superb in swordsmanship, they will not please at all.

But even so. Their speed and strength still overwhelmed Jaime. It's just that Jaime has a lot of experience. Using the long sword to constantly move around with the two werewolves, he didn't fight them hard at all, and used his magic arm to resist several attacks that broke in, but Tyrion who protected them still left a lot of wounds on their bodies.

Wheezing and the smell of blood filled the forest, Tyrion frowned, hid behind Jaime and whispered, "Push them back." Let's get out of here. ”

"There's no need." There was a hint of arrogance in Jaime's expression, "I'm also the number one swordsman, I can't deal with that werewolf's lair in King's Landing, it's okay to kill them, watch me take their heads off." ”

"I'm afraid they have help."

"Helper." Jaime's tone was a little disdainful, "I'll kill them first, and then as many as I come, as many as I want." ”

It's just that the conversation between the two has not yet ended, Tyrion's crow's beak has been realized, and the two werewolves put away their movements. The wounds on their bodies began to heal slowly, and they were half-straight. Then one by one, the equally short werewolf figures gradually appeared in the nearby forest, and more rustling sounds were heard.

Jaime's face was hard to look at at this time, in fact, dealing with two was already his limit, but the arrogance of the first swordsman in King's Landing made him can't help but brag a little, and in the current situation, it is not an opponent.

Tyrion's face was also not very good-looking, but his mouth kept muttering something, and if you listened closely, it was, probably, "Shadow...... Shaded ......"

"We can't get far." He whispered, "The only way out is to run high!" ”

"And then die there?" Jaime asked in a low voice.

"Trust me." Tyrion said.

Jaime looked at him twice, his sword seemed to tremble, and then with a flick of his hand, he pushed the two werewolves in front of him back again, and then climbed up a nearby hill with Tyrion.

Several werewolves who arrived first immediately followed, but Jaime's long sword was still very fearful of them, and he didn't dare to get too far ahead, and Jaime kept swinging his sword to block them.

Soon, the two of them climbed to the small mound, and there were more and more werewolves behind them, about seven or eight werewolves surrounded them, and if Tyrion hadn't paid attention, then the two of them would have really died.

"And then what?" Jaime asked.

Tyrion inhaled, as if brewing something, and said, "Shout!" Then he suddenly shouted, "Here we are!" Help us! ”

"What are you doing!" Everyone, including the werewolves, was startled, and Jaime asked confusedly, wondering if Tyrion had lost his mind.

The werewolves glanced at each other, they couldn't hold back the ** in their hearts, and they were ready to rush up, Jaime had no choice, although he knew that he was not their opponent, but he was also prepared desperately.

But at this moment, another incomparably huge shadow suddenly descended and covered their heads, encompassing them all.

The werewolves looked up in a daze, and saw a flying dragon flying in the sky hovering not far from their heads, and before they could react, the next moment, the dragon's breath soared into the sky.

The fire caught ground, and in the screams of fire and the smell of burning, Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't think that shadow is a werewolf. ”

The rest of the battle was soon over, and the wyvern hovered down from the air, allowing the two to climb to its back, and then take Tyrion and Jaime into the sky.

The soaring flying dragon gradually turned into a small black dot in the sky, and on the edge of the watery pool of the forest, a vague figure was gradually revealed, it was the owner of the wet footprints that could not see the human figure, in a state of invisibility, the werewolf Lisa, who followed the two of them all the way, she gradually looked at the flying dragon in the distance, silent.

And in the same way, when the two people who sat on the dragon's back for the first time were on an exciting trip, the huge dragon eyes of the flying dragon under them also reflected everything, through these dragon eyes, through their own eyes, Yi Huan instantly woke up from the scene he saw thousands of miles away.

He opened his eyes faintly, and in front of him was the fortress of King's Landing, the Storm's Rest. (To be continued......)