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#459 - Chapter 193: Elegy for the Iron Fleet (Part 3)

In the blink of an eye, the already precarious Iron Fleet was once again plunged into an unprecedentedly dangerous situation. Many panicked crew members were pale with fright and utterly distraught, having completely lost their senses, the scene a chaotic mess like a boiling pot of water.

Faced with such a perilous situation, Euron remained extraordinarily calm, methodically commanding the battle for survival. However, deep down he knew that if they continued to struggle on like this, the only end awaiting them would likely be complete annihilation.

Euron's incomparably sharp eyes, as if burning with raging flames, were fixed on the massive and majestic dragon in the sky. He suddenly let out a deafening roar: "All hands, listen up! Concentrate all firepower and attack the dragon's eyes with everything you've got!"

As the command rang out, numerous crew members sprang into action, their movements skilled and swift, like well-trained soldiers. Countless sharp arrows shot towards Leviathan like dense raindrops, while heavy stones whistled through the air, crashing towards the beast with fierce momentum.

Leviathan sensed the threat from below, angrily opening its massive maw and letting out an earth-shattering roar. Then, it abruptly turned its head, its eyes full of fury fixed on the largest ship before it. Its massive body, like a small hill, soared into the air, pouncing on the ship with the force of a thunderbolt.

At the same time, its broad and powerful wings flapped violently, stirring up a storm of wind and waves. The once sturdy and stable ship began to shake violently under the impact of this powerful force, as if it could be capsized and plunged into the sea at any moment. However, the crew on board showed no sign of retreating, gritting their teeth and doing their best to steady the ship, engaging in a thrilling contest with nature.

In this critical moment, Euron remained remarkably calm and composed. He steadily controlled the formidable giant scorpion ballista with both hands, his gaze firmly fixed on the dragon's head. He knew very well that he only had one precious chance; if he failed to strike a vital point, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just then, Euron suddenly noticed a detail – a figure was sitting on the dragon's broad, thick back. The so-called "Dragon Rider" was the title of respect for those who possessed the ability to ride dragons. And in this day and age, besides the Dragon Queen, the only other person capable of truly riding a dragon was probably the mysterious Marquis Garron.

A surge of uncontrollable resentment welled up in Euron's heart. He glared fiercely at Liu Yuan on the dragon's back, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent. Then, without hesitation, he moved the ballista's sights back a little. Although he knew that the ballista might not be able to deal a fatal blow to the dragon, it could at least ensure hitting the human target on its back. After all, in Euron's eyes, it was worth any price to eliminate this hateful enemy.

Liu Yuan keenly noticed the hateful and resentful gaze, and gently patted the dragon's neck, as if giving some kind of command. Leviathan, which had been charging forward aggressively, stopped instantly and hovered steadily in mid-air.

"Now's the time, die!" Euron roared hoarsely, while frantically turning the wheel in his hands. With a loud "Boom!", the bowstring vibrated violently, and a giant crossbow bolt, more than two meters long, shot out like lightning. The bolt grazed Leviathan's huge head and flew straight towards Liu Yuan's chest.

At this critical moment, a black shadow flashed past, and with a crisp "Snap!", a strong and powerful hand tightly gripped the iron hoop behind the arrowhead. The crossbow's shaft trembled incessantly due to the powerful impact, but could no longer move forward. Liu Yuan glanced down at the enormous iron arrowhead, which was densely covered with sharp serrations. He thought to himself: If this arrow were to hit the dragon, it would definitely cause considerable damage. Looking further down, the person wearing heavy armor was Euron Greyjoy, whom he had met once during the defense of Pyke many years ago.

Liu Yuan's lips curled into a faint smile. He reached out and gently stroked Leviathan, as if comforting his loyal companion. Then, Leviathan flapped its broad and strong wings, slowly approaching the *泓洋巨怪号* (Hong Yang Giant Monster) ship. Euron watched helplessly as the dragon drew closer, closing his eyes in despair, quietly awaiting death. However, the expected flames did not arrive. He raised his head in confusion, only to see a figure falling from the sky like a meteor.

"Boom! ~ Crack!" Accompanied by a deafening crash and a crisp cracking sound, the giant ballista fixed on the bow of the ship instantly shattered, turning into countless small parts that flew everywhere. Liu Yuan crushed it with his foot as he landed. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he said softly: "Hehe, Euron Greyjoy, it's been more than a decade! What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet again on the battlefield."

Euron's eyes widened and his teeth gnashed together, squeezing out a hateful sentence from between his teeth: "Yes! Fourteen years, the shame you brought me, I remember it every moment. Because of you, I was exiled by Balon, and I couldn't go back for more than a decade."

Liu Yuan shook his head gently, seemingly finding it a bit ridiculous: "Wasn't it just capturing you alive back then? Why hold such a grudge? Speaking of which, you should be grateful to me, after all, I needed military merits at that time, so I spared your life."

Euron was furious, trembling and roaring: "I once swore that I would take your life with my own hands!"

Liu Yuan raised the crossbow in his hand dismissively, shook it, and responded provocatively: "You wanted to kill me, didn't you try it before?"

Euron's face turned green with anger. He waved his arm behind him and roared: "You bunch of trash, what are you waiting for? Shoot this arrogant fool to death!" Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen strong Ironborn men, holding crossbows, surrounded Liu Yuan.

However, before they could pull the trigger, a blazing red flame suddenly rose into the air, sweeping towards the crowd like a fire dragon. In an instant, these dozen people were engulfed in the scorching flames, and cries of pain resounded through the clouds, eventually dying miserably in endless torment.

It was Leviathan who took the time to spit a mouthful of dragon flame here. Seeming to sense Liu Yuan's dissatisfaction, it turned its head and continued to wreak havoc on other ships.