Chapter 710: The Man on the Wooden Ship

Amidst the fierce battle between the crows and the sea serpent, tumultuous waves surged, and dark clouds loomed overhead, accompanied by the roaring thunder.

The two entities clashed with such ferocity that they seemed blinded by rage. Countless crows perished amidst the towering waves, their dark bodies blanketing the sea's surface. The massive sea serpent, on the other hand, bore numerous wounds from the thunder's relentless strikes, its blood staining the ocean red.

Yet, the scent of this blood did not attract any bloodthirsty marine predators. Instead, they hid in fear, trembling in the distance.

Viserys was utterly engrossed in this 'battle of the gods,' witnessing the legendary creatures' combat until they were drenched in blood. However, a sight that even took Viserys by surprise unfolded.

From the raging waves emerged an old wooden boat, and aboard it stood a human draped in a gray cloak!

He bore an ancient longsword on his back, and with unmatched skill, he steered the seemingly fragile boat through the stormy seas, heading straight for the sea serpent. "What?"

Viserys, previously engrossed in the epic battle, now had his attention entirely captivated by this boat.

He observed the boat, which narrowly escaped being capsized multiple times by the waves, and its sailor. Despite facing imminent death, the sailor resolutely steered towards the sea serpent.

"Who is he?"

Viserys was taken aback. In his eyes, such boat-handling skills were unparalleled.

He recalled his younger days when he accompanied the Dragonstone fleet on an expedition to Storm's End and witnessed firsthand how insignificant human-controlled ships appeared amidst the waves.

Even ships much larger than this wooden boat struggled to remain stable in such waves. Yet, the waves caused by the crow and the sea serpent were comparable to the legendary storms of the Narrow Sea.

And here, at the storm's epicenter, this dilapidated boat, though seemingly on the brink of capsizing multiple times, continued its relentless charge towards the sea serpent.

"Who is he?"

"What does he intend to do?"

Viserys, watching the boat and its robust cloaked sailor, pondered these questions.

He wasn't sure of the era he was witnessing, but he was certain that such a human and this battle would be etched in history.

Viserys decided that once this event concluded, he would delve into historical records to uncover the origins of the cloaked swordsman and the terrifying sea serpent.

However, for now, he was more concerned about what would transpire next. The sea serpent, engrossed in its aerial battle with the crow, failed to notice the approaching boat.

The crow, enveloped in thunder, seemed to be intentionally distracting the sea serpent for the human's sake. It continuously emitted sharp, piercing cries, summoning thunder to divert the sea serpent's attention.

Its flight was swift, piercing through layers of dark clouds, accompanied by its high-pitched cries.

However, just as the boat neared the massive body of the sea serpent, the cloaked sailor, whose face remained obscured, discarded his oar. He stood at the boat's bow and drew his longsword.

"What is he planning?"

Viserys, observing from above, was once again taken aback.

His astonishment was short-lived, as the massive sea serpent finally took notice of the 'insignificant' intruder. With a thunderous roar, it collided with the boat, shattering it instantly. Debris floated on the water's surface, and the sailor vanished beneath the waves.

"What a pity."

Viserys sighed.

He had anticipated that the sailor, with his exceptional skills, would perform some astonishing feat. Yet, in the end, the sea serpent detected him and reduced the boat to splinters.

His attention returned to the ongoing battle between the sea serpent and the crow. He believed the sailor was doomed, as surviving such turbulent waters seemed impossible.

The crow, too, noticed the sailor's plight and emitted an enraged cry.

It seemed the crow had also prepared extensively for this battle. While the sea serpent could summon waves reaching the skies, the crow could conjure storms and thunder to continuously bombard the serpent.

Yet, neither seemed to gain the upper hand. The crow couldn't dive into the waves to confront the sea serpent directly, and the sea serpent lacked wings to ascend to the skies. Their battle seemed destined for a stalemate.

However, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

"Thud—"

The sailor, who had been capsized moments earlier, managed to climb onto the sea serpent's back. Coughing up seawater, he gripped the serpent's scales tightly. With determination in his eyes, he began his arduous ascent towards the creature's head.

Viserys, observing from above, held his breath.

"This man..."

He felt an overwhelming sense of tension, as if he were the sailor, pushing forward towards his goal without hesitation.

Unfortunately, the sailor's sword seemed to have been lost in the waves during the capsizing.

Viserys resisted the urge to retrieve it for him, knowing this was merely a memory from the past.

"Did he ultimately succeed?"

Viserys pondered, still uncertain of the outcome.

Suddenly, the crow, enveloped in thunder, dived towards the sea's surface, reaching an altitude it had previously avoided, risking being struck by the sea serpent's tail or the waves.

However, the crow's speed was unmatched. Braving the risks, it swooped down, grasping the longsword in its beak, and then soared back into the sky, narrowly evading the sea serpent's powerful strike.

Hovering above the sailor, the crow released the sword, letting it plummet downwards.