Chapter 214: Counter-kill and Counter-kill

Although Oberon's gun flower had no practical value, it won the applause of the audience.

"Have they told you who I am?" Oberyn looked at the Mountain with a sneer.

"dead!"

The Mountain didn't waste any time talking to Oberyn. With his two-meter-four height, he rushed up like an angry brown bear.

One has to admit that Oberon's confidence is well-founded.

He demonstrated to the fullest that every inch taller is every inch stronger, and the Mountain did not gain the upper hand for a while.

"I am Elia Martell's brother. You raped my sister. You killed her and her child."

To the Mountain, Oberyn was like a noisy fly that never stopped talking.

However, the Mountain was still very powerful. He soon found an opportunity and kicked Oberyn down with one kick.

But Oberyn's agility attribute was maxed out, and he reacted instantly, dodging the Mountain's heavy sword.

The sound of steel striking continued, and Oberon continued to repeat the words in his mouth.

The Mountain felt himself becoming more and more irritated, wishing he could crush the noisy bug to death immediately.

But the Mountain, who had already lost his mind, was quickly dodged by Oberyn and his helmet flew off.

If the Mountain hadn't had his helmet, he would have been absolutely destroyed. However, the Mountain was not afraid, but became even more angry.

Oberyn looked at the Mountain who had lost his mind, a triumphant smile on his face.

A beast without reason is much easier to deal with than a cunning and treacherous one.

The spear in his hand continuously blocked the heavy sword that was chopped at him by the Mountain, and then Oberyn suddenly thrust out with the spear in his hand, cutting through the Mountain's lower abdomen.

When the Mountain saw the blood, his eyes turned red and he slashed wildly with the sword in his hand.

But this did not touch Oberyn at all. Instead, Oberyn took the opportunity to go around behind him, and the spear blade instantly cut the Mountain's tendons.

Looking at the Mountain kneeling on one knee, Oberyn roared again, "You killed her!" and then rushed forward and stabbed the spear into the Mountain's chest.

The Mountain fell to the ground, seemingly without any strength to resist.

This scene made Tyrion excited. He didn't expect Oberyn to be so powerful.

James also had a smile on his face. He didn't expect Oberyn to be so brave.

This strength is no worse than when his right hand was still healthy.

Tywin, sitting on the high platform, had an unchanged expression. To him, it didn't matter who won, because Jaime had already promised him the title of the West.

Only Cersei had an ugly look on her face, and she was already planning to find someone to assassinate Tyrion.

But what was unexpected was that Oberyn did not kill the Mountain directly, but instead pointed the finger at Tywin.

"No, no, no, you can't die yet. You killed my sister, and you haven't confessed your crime in person. Tell me, who ordered you to do this? Tell me!"

As Oberyn said this, he pointed his spear at Tywin.

The eyes of all the nobles present lit up. It was coming, the scene they had been waiting for the most was coming.

Tywin's face was gloomy, but he remained silent. He had expected this situation.

After all, Oberyn would not fight for Tyrion for no reason, he must have some ulterior motive.

Tyrion panicked when he saw this, and thought to himself, "Brother, don't be reckless, finish him off first, or at least chop off his arm!"

The more you fear something, the more likely it will come. Just as Oberyn was looking confidently at his mistress, the Mountain, who was lying on the ground and dying, suddenly made a move.

The Mountain swept his arm and knocked Oberyn to the ground. Then he grabbed Oberyn's neck with one hand and lifted him up.

He punched Oberon in the face, knocking all of his teeth out.

The severe pain made Oberon scream.

The Mountain then turned over and pressed Oberyn to the ground, grabbed Oberyn's head with both hands, and inserted his thumbs into Oberyn's eye sockets.

"I killed your sister and crushed her head just like this!"

Oberon let out a shrill scream.

The sudden change and reversal made everyone exclaim in surprise. Tyrion was also stunned, and a feeling of despair enveloped him.

Just when Cersei was excited and thought Oberyn was about to die, something strange happened.

Oberyn took out a dagger more than ten centimeters long from his waist and stabbed the Mountain several times with his last bit of strength.

Oberon couldn't see anything, but was blessed by the goddess of luck and stabbed the Mountain's eye with the last blow.

The Mountain's massive body crashed to the ground, landing on top of Oberyn.

At this moment, blood was constantly flowing from Oberon's eyes. He no longer had the strength to push the Mountain away and could only groan continuously.

Tyrion was gasping for breath. The feeling of escaping death was so exciting.

At the same time, he was the one who reacted the fastest, "Help, help quickly, Prince Oberyn is still alive, can't you see? He is almost crushed to death!"

Tyrion's words woke everyone up, and Oberyn's mistress Ellaria Sand immediately asked the Dornish guards to rescue Oberyn.

She didn't trust anyone in King's Landing, especially now when Oberyn's life was hanging by a thread.