GOT: My Secret Lover is sansa-Chapter 138 Re

He wasn’t exaggerating. If a dragon the size of a mountain got its wings free and took to the sky, King’s Landing was doomed. His army outside the walls wouldn’t stand a chance against that black fire. He had to keep it trapped in the hole.

He couldn’t wait for it to make the first move.

Alaric raised the Red Eclipse. The metal of the sword hummed in his hand, syncing with the heavy gauntlet on his arm. He pointed the blade straight at the flaming skull.

"Sentinels!" Alaric shouted, his voice echoing off the remaining castle walls. "Keep it in the ground! Break its head!"

The two gargoyles moved instantly. they stepped forward with heavy, earth-shaking thuds.

The first gargoyle reached the edge of the bubbling crater. It raised its massive stone axe high above its head with both hands. Balerion snapped its giant jaws toward the movement, opening its mouth to breathe another wave of black fire.

Before the fire could leave the dragon’s throat, the gargoyle swung the axe down with everything it had.

The giant stone blade smashed directly into the top of Balerion’s skull. The sound was like a thunderclap. A shockwave of dust and black sparks blew outward, hitting Alaric hard enough to make him slide back a few inches in the dirt.

The bone didn’t break, but the sheer weight of the blow forced the giant skull slamming back down into the dirt. Balerion’s jaws snapped shut, trapping the black fire inside its mouth.

The second gargoyle didn’t wait. It stepped up right beside the first one. It brought its own massive axe down, swinging sideways to hit the side of the dragon’s head, trying to pin the beast against the edge of the crater.

"Blood Knights, fall back!" Alaric ordered. "Stay out of the fire!"

The knights quickly backed away. They were strong, but their armor would melt into soup if that black fire touched them. This fight was only for the titans.

Alaric gripped his sword tight. He broke into a dead sprint, running straight toward the edge of the melting crater while his stone giants held the monster down.

Thirty minutes.

Alaric looked down the long, sloping streets of King’s Landing. The city was emptying fast. tens of thousands of people were pouring out of the open gates, flooding into the fields toward the Tyrell camp. Thirty minutes wasn’t enough to save the buildings, but it was enough to get the people out of the blast zone.

He just had to keep the dead god busy until they were clear.

"Hold it down!" Alaric roared.

The two stone gargoyles stepped into the bubbling crater. The first one swung its massive axe, bringing the stone blade down hard on the dragon’s snout. The second giant grabbed the thick, fossilized bone of Balerion’s jaw, trying to force its mouth shut.

Balerion thrashed violently. The sheer physical strength of the dead dragon was terrifying. It jerked its massive head to the side, throwing the first gargoyle off balance. Then it opened its jaws, ignoring the stone hands gripping it, and unleashed a point-blank torrent of black fire.

The flames hit the second gargoyle square in the chest. Solid, weathered rock instantly turned cherry-red, then began to melt into glowing slag. The giant stone construct didn’t scream—it couldn’t—but its arms crumbled, and it collapsed backward into the rubble.

Alaric didn’t stop moving. He had 920 MP left. No more summons. No safety net.

He sprinted across the melting courtyard, his boots sliding on the hot stones. As Balerion reared its head back to snap at the remaining gargoyle, Alaric used a fallen pillar as a ramp. He pushed off the stone with all his enhanced strength and launched himself through the air.

He landed hard on the side of the dragon’s massive skull.

The black fire radiating from the bone was too hot for normal steel.

The second Alaric landed on the skull, his dark armor started to glow bright orange. The heavy leather straps of his gambeson caught fire and burned to ash in seconds. Melted steel dripped off his chest and legs like water, pooling on the fossilized bone. His clothes simply disintegrated.

But his skin didn’t burn. The bright afternoon sunlight poured down on him through the hole in the clouds, feeding the [Solar Forge]. The heat wrapped around him, but it didn’t hurt. He was completely immune to this magical flame.

Only two things he wore survived the extreme heat: the Disharmony Gauntlet locked onto his arm, and the steel of the Red Eclipse in his right hand.

Below him, the second stone gargoyle swung its axe one last time. Balerion completely ignored the blow. The dragon whipped its massive neck, slamming its heavy snout directly into the stone titan’s chest. The impact shattered the gargoyle into a thousand pieces of crumbling rock. The titan fell backward, completely destroyed, joining the first one in the rubble.

Alaric now was alone.

He slipped on the smooth, hot bone. To keep from falling into the bubbling crater, he gripped the Red Eclipse with both hands and drove it hard into a thick crack in the dragon’s skull.

The second the blade bit into the bone. The Disharmony Gauntlet hummed loudly, sending its magic-disrupting power straight through the sword.

The pitch-black flames pouring from Balerion’s jaws suddenly flickered. They turned unstable, sputtering and shrinking like a dying candle in the wind. The dragon let out a confused, panicked roar and thrashed wildly, trying to shake Alaric off.

Alaric held onto his sword and pulled himself up. As the black flames thinned out, he finally saw it.

Right between the dragon’s massive, empty eye sockets, a jagged dagger made of dark, porous metal was buried deep in the bone. It pulsed with a sick, twisting energy.

Is that dagger the catalyst for reanimation? Alaric thought, his mind racing as the pieces clicked into place.

Alaric pulled the Red Eclipse free. He stood up, raised his sword high, and brought the heavy blade straight down onto the dark dagger.

The impact sounded like a giant pane of glass shattering. A shockwave of dead air blew outward, knocking the breath from Alaric’s lungs.

The black fire instantly vanished. The violent energy holding the beast together snapped. The thick neck bones gave way, and the mountain of a skull collapsed back down into the dirt crater with a heavy, lifeless thud.

A blue screen snapped into his vision.

[EMERGENCY QUEST COMPLETE.]

[50,000 MP Awarded.]

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