Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 1204 The Finale
Afterwards, Tyrion gave a general account of his experience.

"Yiru is so strong, how can you escape?" Cersei said in disbelief.

"Yi Ru is strong, but she is not weak, and she deliberately."

Tyrion thought for a moment before saying: "When the universe died naturally, the last theme of the grand movement began.

All the creatures that have existed in Yiya are part of the chorus.

When they finished singing their part of the music, it turned into a message and merged into the black hole at the center of the universe—the entire universe was collapsing toward one point.

The information is recorded in the black hole, and the spiritual will becomes a brand new idea of ​​Ru. "

"Oneness is a good way!" Speaking of this, the dwarf couldn't help but exclaim, "All things and spirits are born from oneness, and eventually return to oneness.

In the end, there is no essential difference between the most ordinary mortal and Manwe, the ruler of the gods of Valinor.

The so-called heroes and demons, whether they are brilliant or reviled by all generations, are meaningless.

All the same just provide a different thinking pleasure for Yiru.

Just like a grain of sugar and a grain of pepper, sugar and pepper think they are completely different from each other, but in the eyes of diners, they only provide him with a different taste for a moment.

Again, for Yiru, there is no essential difference between a hero and a devil.

Comparing the Great World of the Seven Gods with Yiya, we should be really lucky.

Compared with Yiru, my old sister is too human.

Well, before leaving, she did not forget to help Melkor, Sauron and other old friends get out of the sea of ​​suffering. Although there is suspicion of revenge, she finally gave them independent personalities and an unpredictable future. "

Cersei was in a trance for a while, and then asked softly: "She brought so many people, did she not stop?"

"Uh, I had already turned into a piece of information and was recorded by the black hole. I don't know the specific process, but I only vaguely felt it."

Tyrion rubbed his nose, embarrassed.

"It seems that there are dozens of halos covering her body, and there are four swords that emit the roar of a giant dragon—it should be the four dragons other than Dahei.

She is like a beam of destruction, suddenly jumping into the chorus of the "World Destroyer Movement", and the endless suction plundering a large piece is like taking a large spoon to scoop out a large piece of fruit cream cake.

All I heard was Ru's angry roar, and later she told me that after successfully stealing the chicken, she couldn't help but fight with Yiru.

The battle between the two shattered seven or eight nearby worlds.

It also alarmed the nearby realms, and several creation gods joined the chaotic battle, which was very tragic! "

"You came back, which means she won, defeating a group of creation gods?" Cersei asked in surprise.

Tyrion sighed: "In terms of overall strength and understanding of Chuhuo, she is definitely not as good as Yiru, but in terms of understanding of black holes and destruction, she probably surpasses Ru.

The key is that she can run very well.

The ancient blood of the elves was developed to the limit by her, traveling through time and space is like an instinct.

Just like chasing and killing her for tens of thousands of worlds with those creator gods, she chased people away. "

"You are so lucky. With such a big backer, you suddenly understood the five laws." Cersei envied.

"You have no idea what I paid for." Tyrion was a little excited.

Cersei shook her head and said, "No matter what the price, there are countless people willing to take your place.

What a difficult path to practice!
More often than not, unimaginable costs are paid for little gain. "

Tyrion was stunned, and sighed: "It makes sense. You came to me this time because of Melkor?"

"R'hllor said that Melkor might take his throne from him," Cersei said.

"This is not unfounded worry. She has gained huge benefits in the first sub, just as she has analyzed most of the secrets of the fire of creation. Now, she has really mastered the first fire, and it may be the second first fire."

"The first fire is divided into grades?" Cersei asked in a daze.

"The Chuangshi God sounds very powerful and rare, but looking at the heavens and the world, there are countless Chuangshi Gods. There are strong and weak Chuangshi Gods, and Chuhuo naturally has a high level."

"How strong is the second primary fire?" Cersei murmured.

"It can create a thousand worlds of the Seven Gods in one go."

Cersei was dumbfounded.

Tyrion gave her a deep look, "So, you see why she sent Melkor and Sauron to hell?

Light and darkness, justice and evil must maintain a balance in order for the world to develop stably.

Outside of the universe, I'm not sure if she's an angel or a demon, but in the Great World of the Seven Gods, she's the Virgin!

The justice and light represented by the Holy Mother are so powerful, and all of you demon kings combined are not as good as her hair. How can you maintain a balance?

Since you can't do it, let the demon king who can do it take over.

Both Melkor and Sauron are of the same dark will.

To put it bluntly, it is a part of Yiru, whose quality is so high that it even surpasses the Virgin Mary itself. "

"Just like at least the third-level first fire, it has a high level, but its combat power is a bit weak. It is a research-oriented creation god, and my old sister, she is..."

"God of War!" the dwarf said in a deep voice.

"Who's calling me?"

Ghost messenger Grazdan heard someone shouting "God of War" from a long distance away, and looked over here: "Brother Tyrion, are you looking for me?"

Tyrion froze for a moment before he recognized the man, his old friend "God of War" Grazdan.

"Uh, it's not you." He waved his hand awkwardly.

"." God of War left angrily.

The dwarf hurriedly shouted: "Brother God of War, go to Tianlong Temple to meet me for tea when you have time!"

Only then did God of War beam with joy again, and kept making promises.

When Grazdan left, Cersei was still in a daze, and murmured: "Mirkor is actually the dark side of Ru, then he—"

"Hey, that's not right, losing Melkor and Sauron, just like the balance of good and evil over there, won't it break?" She wondered.

"So, she is taking revenge on Yiru by snatching Melkor. As long as she masters Melkor and Sauron, she will be able to reverse Yiru's way of fire sooner or later."

"What about me and R'hllor?" Cersei asked anxiously.

"Fair competition."

"Can't compete, R'hllor is too useless." Cersei complained.

"Then feel at ease as the second child, and give the seventh floor to Melkor and Sauron, and you go to the sixth floor."

"Both your fathers are on the seventh floor! Without my care, who knows how those foreign demons of Melkor will torment them."

"They." Tyrion hesitated. "What's the matter?"

"What else can I do? I am tortured every day, howl every day, scold each other every day, and when I think of you, I scold you loudly.

Now that I know that you have comprehended the five rules, it is estimated that I will scold you even more for being unfilial, enjoying the blessings while throwing my father in hell to suffer. "

Cersei was a little gloating, the little tail behind her kept flicking, and the heart-shaped meat ball at the end of the tail was still shining pink.

Tyrion glared at her and said flatly, "He's your father too."

"I tried my best to take care of him! Dad didn't scold me, and sometimes he gave me advice and taught me how to rule other demon kings in hell.

Every year and festival, I will give him a portion of the fireworks that believers give me, but the mad king is so greedy, hehehe. He scolds you more and more for being unfilial, and no one burns money for him during the New Year. "

"Well, I'll go see them." The dwarf was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, I'm not done yet," Cersei called him.

"I can't help you. Balancing the power of heaven and hell is the rule of the world, and it is difficult for the Seven Gods to change it."

"Instead of suppressing Melkor directly, can you introduce some benefits to me so that I can level up quickly... just like you." Cersei's eyes lit up, her face full of anticipation.

"You want to go to another world too?" Tyrion looked at his bitch old lady, this coquettish and charming appearance, really went to another world, I'm afraid that the cheap brother-in-law will become green
"Can you?" Cersei's wink woke him up.

"It's very hard to go out to work." He sighed.

"Squat comfortably at home, but have no future."

"Your body is still being tortured in hell." Tyrion really didn't want to bear this burden.

"While going out, my sentence will not be reduced."

Tyrion was helpless, and said vaguely: "I will keep it in my heart, and I will help you fight for the opportunity."

On the way to the Seven Hells, Tyrion saw many familiar faces. Some of them were tormenting in the fire or oil pan, and some were managing evil spirits as ghost messengers.

When the tortured souls called to him for help, he ignored them, and they uttered the most vicious curses.

The ghost messenger was not so hostile, and when he saw him, he rushed over to say hello, and he also greeted his old friends one by one.

In addition to evil spirits, there are many strange aborigines in hell.

In Frozen Purgatory, the pale White Walkers looked at him indifferently.

In the endless sea, he saw Euron's big octopus and the siren with sharp teeth and claws and a charming face.

"The species of hell has become so rich." He murmured.

A sailboat sailed in the distance quickly but silently, and a familiar female voice laughed and said: "Every time the stars meet, hell creatures join in. In the past few thousand years, there will be large-scale explosions, ranging from six to 700 years to 1000 years. The stars meet."

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed that the ten-foot-long white boat made of white bones had already stopped in front of him.

"Asha?!" Tyrion said in surprise.

Isn't the woman in leather armor standing at the bow a heroic female pirate?

"Hahaha, I knew it would be a surprise to meet my acquaintances for the first time." Asha laughed loudly.

"Didn't you go to heaven?" He asked strangely.

Asha didn't even live to be 120 years old. She received an atonement book early and went to heaven.

Asha waved to him, and waited for him to board the deck before saying, "Paradise is too boring, especially for the Ironborn.

5000 years ago, the Gray Sea King decided to reincarnate, and he gave me his divinity and power.

In a few years, the River Styx was born in hell, separating the sixth and seventh floors.

I thought it was an opportunity, so I applied to be a ferryman. "

"The River of Styx." Tyrion lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw a vast black river of floating gray skeletons and wraiths like a vast ocean.

"Why is there Styx? I didn't see it in the first six levels of hell." He wondered.

"The River Styx is the blood vessel of hell, and it is still growing slowly. One day, it will connect the entire seven layers of hell, and even take root in the unpredictable abyss."

Asha approached him, bringing a cold and cold breath, and whispered: "Hell is alive, there is life."

Tyrion thoughtfully, pointed to the wraith in the river, and said, "What's going on with them?"

Asha said with contempt on her face, "They are all oath breakers. If you break the Styx oath, you will be swallowed by the Styx.

As long as it is reasonable, the sacred oath may still be lifted, but the Styx oath cannot be changed no matter what.

Human beings who know this feature are more and more fond of swearing in the name of Styx, especially the evil contract to summon hell demons.

They thought that they could perfectly control the demons of hell through the Styx oath, but they didn't want to think that any oath was aimed at both parties. "

On the other side of the river, Asha invited old friends to her house.

On the cliff by the "sea", there is a dark castle shrouded in black smoke, resembling Pike City in the underworld, with flaming human heads as candles, and deformed and ugly demons as servants, who specialize in rough work.

The beautiful female ghosts serve as maids, serving the master and guests.

There are also singers and poets who have fallen into hell, playing musical instruments, babbling, playing beautiful music for them.

Apart from Asha herself, her grandson, grandson-in-law, and several great-grandchildren live with her.

"They are all reserve Styx ferrymen. When the Styx river spreads to the upper six floors, they will need ferrymen if they want to enter hell or cross layers in hell.

Some of them came down from heaven, some were accomplished wizards, and some of them served their sentences in hell and came here to join me. " Asha introduced to the dumbfounded dwarf.

The corner of Tyrion's mouth twitched, "You Greyjoys have monopolized the profession of ferryman?"

"Hey, this boating job is hard and tiring. There is not much oil and water. No one is willing to do it except us ironmen." Asha sighed, and asked the maid to bring up plates of delicacies and pots of agar. Jade pulp.

After a while, the nearly 20-meter-long wooden table was filled with dishes.

There are roast suckling pig, stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, baked snails with cream, red fish sashimi, pickled pork with preserved vegetables, braised pork belly.
Western, Chinese, exotic cuisine, all kinds, hundreds of dishes.

The dwarf couldn't help swallowing. These foods are all the most high-grade and purest incense power, which is the embodiment of Wanmin's belief. It is more delicious and "nutritious" than real food.

"Where did you get so much incense power?" He was shocked.

Asha said casually: "Acquaintances are fine, but for strangers to cross the river by boat, of course they have to pay.

When encountering fat sheep, we will increase the fare when the boat reaches the middle of the river.

Sometimes a dead ghost who swore the oath of the Styx is howling in the river, and a paddle is pressed towards his head to pick up his magic power, divinity and magic tools. All of these can be exchanged for a lot of incense power by ghosts . "

Tyrion was dumbfounded. Didn't you say that you are bitter and tired and have no oil?

"Isn't that illegal?"

"This is hell, and the rules and laws of hell are different from secular concepts.

You think, there are so many true gods in the world, why did they introduce Melkor to compete with R'hllor? "Asha said meaningfully.

"You know so much." The dwarf said in surprise.

"Hey, we locals are not as talented as otherworldly talents, but we have a wide range of connections!
How many angels, how many true gods, are my old friends, such as you. For example, now, tell me about the upper universe! "Asha smiled triumphantly.

After eating and drinking at Asha's house, and roughly telling his own experience again, Tyrion was shy, and staggered to the depths of the seventh hell.

He was in the barren Gobi, and saw Melkor use mana to raise a hill on the ground, and stood on the top of the hill to give a loud speech.

The dwarf didn't go up to say hello. The memories of Melkor, Sauron, and a large number of fallen Maya who entered this world have been refreshed, and they don't remember him as an old friend who has been with them for tens of billions of years.

It's not that the more ferocious you are in life, the stronger you will be in hell after death, nor is it that the stronger you are, the better your life will be in hell.

Hell is essentially a place of sin, pain and punishment.

The more evil you did in life, the more painful your life in hell will be.

The stronger the strength, the greater the bondage of hell.

Even the Mad King and Rhaegar are no exception.

In a long row of grotto prisons, Tyrion saw his father, brother and adoptive father again.

"Where have you been all these years? Where's the incense? Where's the merit?" Second Brother Wei called out from afar.

"Go away, I won't give you any incense." The mad king scolded his son, and also yelled at the dwarf: "I have earned a lot of merit outside these years, right? Give me all, give me all, hell is too bitter, I will I can't stand it anymore."

The few of them were not burned or fried in oil pans, but were locked in a dry cave of [-] square meters, with a chain of pain tied around their necks and ankles.

Just like a data line, the chain of pain transmits all the punishments and sufferings in the world to them in turn—including but not limited to the pain and crimes they inflicted on other people during their lifetime, which has now multiplied several times.

Every year, every year, without stopping.

This is also the preferential treatment that Dani gave them. They suffered no less than others, but they didn't have to show their faces, barely retaining a bit of decency.

Uh, mainly to keep her from losing face.

Of the three father and son, only Lei Jia performed better and could maintain the prince's elegance and etiquette. A smile appeared on his pale cheeks.

"Tyrion, where have you been all these years? How are you doing?"

"There are winds and rains, but there are also gains. I have become a true god now." After speaking, Tyrion quietly glanced at the opposite stone prison, and Tywin's father sat cross-legged and was also looking over.

His face was expressionless, wondering if he was proud of his achievements?

As soon as they looked at each other, Tyrion retracted his gaze inexplicably timidly.

"The real god has a fart, and that unfilial daughter is still a god king! Come on, take it out, how much merit, how much incense? I only want merit, I just want to be free!" The mad king's face and eyes were full of madness.

Tyrion shook his head and said: "No merit, how can there be any merit if you rob other people's creation gods?"

In another world, "following the fate" can also earn merit, just like the "crazy prince" Brandon asked the son of destiny to support him.

But Tyrion certainly can't get merit from Yiru.

"Thousands of years, no merit at all?" Second Brother Wei's handsome face twisted into that of a ghost.

Tyrion sighed secretly, somewhat understanding why the old sister didn't treat these people extrajudicially.

——Some people deserve to go to hell!
"Robbing the Chuangshi God? There should be a lot of benefits, so share some of the profits with me." The Mad King shouted.

"Song of Law and divinity will not relieve your pain," Tyrion said.

"I want to be the devil king, and like Cersei, I want to derive happiness from looking down on the demons.

Give me the law, let me be crowned king, and the new Iron Throne will be forged from bones! "

Although the mad king is crazy, he is never stupid.

Second brother Wei's eyes glowed, and he shouted excitedly: "Dear brother Tyrion, give me a rule, and I will also be the devil king."

The "brother" gave Tyrion goosebumps.

"If you become a demon king, you will never be free." Rega persuaded.

The mad king pointed at Tyrion and cursed: "With this unfilial son, I will never be able to escape for the rest of my life. It would be better to sink completely. There is always some joy."

After scolding Tyrion, he began to scold the eldest son as usual: "I was so blind that I thought you were the savior and put all my hopes on you.

If I handed you over to Stark and Robert back then, they would definitely not rebel immediately, and then wait for me to concentrate on raising the unfilial daughter and hatch the dragon, who would dare to oppose me?Now I'm probably [-]% the God King of Salvation. "

Lei Jia said bitterly: "To be honest, I wish you would stop putting your hope of saving the world on me, I can't bear it!"

"Hey hey" Tai Wen couldn't help laughing in a low voice after watching a good show of the Mad King.

The two had been friends for decades before they were alive, and they had been together for thousands of years after their death. When he smiled, the Mad King immediately understood the reason.

"Are you laughing at me? Hahaha, you old bastard, you helped me raise my son for nothing, hahaha, my own son shot through my second child, hahaha, died in the latrine, hahaha, you destroyed my whole family, and the other ghost replaced me I wiped out the entire Casterly Rock City, hahaha"

Tywin's old face began to contort.

"Hey hey hey" someone laughed again in the stone prison next to it.

Tyrion took a closer look, but he was also an old acquaintance, the ex-husband of the bitch sister, "Boar Killer" Robert.

"This idiot still has a smile on his face. None of the three children belong to him. In the end, even the Baratheon clan disappeared from Westeros." Second Brother Wei mocked.

Robert blushed, his eyes were burning, but he was speechless.

"You are better than him? Obviously, as long as you are honest, you can win with the God King sister, but you insist on being a monster and making yourself into the seventh hell." An old man in the stone prison next to Robert sneered.

Another old acquaintance, Robert's good foster father, Jon Arryn.

He is a good foster father, yes.

But he also betrayed his oath to the mad king, so he went to hell.

The Mad King glared at him and said with a sneer, "How are you better than my son? You have to be better in everything. Obviously, Stark was pushed by the bachelor to rebel against me. I didn't bother to talk to you, but you just wanted to join us." Come in and ask, where is Arryn in the Vale?"

The number one adoptive father of the Seven Kingdoms looked sad and remained silent.

"Good father" Second Brother Wei was moved and murmured.

"No matter what it is now, at least we have been glorious in the past. The history of Westeros will always have a place for Baratheon."

Erlu couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to share the same hatred with his elder brother.

"I was beaten to the brim by the Emperor, and what glory is there? If I lived for a few more decades, I would first slaughter Highgarden Tyrell, and then go north with the Dragon Queen to fight against ghosts. Maybe there is still a lion sitting on the Iron Throne." In a stone prison, the great Joffrey laughed.

"Come on, you bastard who can't even get a dick hard, who in the Seven Kingdoms will obey you?" Old Rose next door laughed.

Joffrey still wanted to argue, but Taiwin glanced at him fiercely, and said calmly: "A lonely ghost with no heir, who can't even take a breath of incense all year round, you are finally the son of the sword god and the queen, What are you talking to her about?"

Old Rose's smile was stiff, and her eyes were full of sadness.

"Well, it's been thousands of years, so what's the fuss about? Our generation, two generations, except for that bastard Dao Lang, who has come to a good end?" Horst Tully sighed.

This is the Duke of Riverrun who lost his male heirs and inherited his family property and surname from his grandson.

As soon as this remark came out, all the ghosts fell silent.

is not that right?

Counting the kingdoms and the Iron Islands, there are nine major families in Westeros.

Except for Daolang's Martell, Stark, Ayrin, Baratheon, Tully, Lannister, Targaryen, Tyrell, and Greyjoy were all nearly extinct, or simply completely extinct.

There are even more patriarchs and clansmen who go to hell.

After a while, Tai Wen sighed: "I fully understand Dao Lang's behavior, it's not that he doesn't want to do something, but he is too cautious, and if he is too cautious, he will repeatedly miss 'good opportunities' and have no time to commit crimes.

But if he is a little more decisive, not to mention longevity and long-term vision, he is a god of freedom, he can't even be reincarnated, and now he must be the same as us, convicted and imprisoned, and there will never be a day of recovery. "

"In the final analysis, the game of power still hurts people. If I can go back to the past, I will be a good lord honestly, treat the people well, be loyal to the king, and devoutly believe in the Virgin." Duke Tully said with emotion.

"Boom--"

Without any warning, hell vibrated like chaff, the sky cracked for a while, and healed for a while, and flames and purple thunder flickered in the cracks.

At this moment, Wanqian Dao seemed to be weeping, but at the same time rejoicing.

All the ghosts are in a daze, not knowing why.

Tyrion was startled, and sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​law.

After a while, he exclaimed: "She is transforming!"

"What?" Rhaegar said blankly, "I seem to hear the dragon crying sadly."

"Can you hear it?" Tyrion was startled, and said with a wry smile, "You heard me right, our sister of the Creator God is dying."

"What?" The Mad King jumped three feet high, almost breaking free from the chain of pain.

"Don't get excited, this is not an accident, her death is different from what you understand, she is probably leaving."

"What's the difference? Where are you going?" Rega approached the cell door, worried.

"The one who died was Daenerys, the God King of the Great World of the Seven Gods, but Daenerys the Seeker was greatly relieved." Tyrion said.

"Nizi, speak clearly!" the Mad King yelled.

"To put it simply, she has nothing to gain from this world. Cutting off all ties with it will allow her to integrate into other worlds more easily, higher levels and more wonderful worlds that will allow her to gain great benefits."

"Cut off all connections with the world." The Mad King was stunned, and roared: "What about me? I'm her father, and I haven't enjoyed any benefits. I haven't visited me a few times for so many years. How can I break it?" Got in touch!?"

"Well, even if she doesn't leave, it won't do you any good. Besides, cutting off contact doesn't mean that we won't see each other again.

I'll go out and have a look first, and I'll visit you some other day. "

After Tyrion left this sentence, he disappeared in the Seven Hells in an instant.

In the astral world nine days away, Dani is saying goodbye to her six children.

Well, five dragon babies, one cheap son.

"This world is like a box, it can't hold me in this realm. Leigo, you are the sun god, I leave the light of creation to you."

A part of Danni's body was blurred, about one-fiftieth of her body.

Lei Ge's whole body shined brightly, and his momentum rose greatly.

The strength of the breath far exceeds the sum of the true gods in the world of the Seven Gods.

"Mother." His eyes were clouded with tears, and he couldn't speak.

Danni sighed, turned to the five dragon babies, and said, "You guys are so talented, you can only share more inheritance."

Three-fifths of her body was emptied, and the songs of the four elements were distributed to Xiaobai, Xiaolu, Xiaohong, and Xiaojin, and there were [-] choruses, [-] for each dragon.

"The avenue is endless, and the mere song of [-] laws is only the starting point of the God of Creation. We must work harder in the future."

The corners of the mouths of Tyrion and all the Targaryens who rushed over twitched.

Even Lei Ge stopped crying and stared blankly at Brother Dragon.

"Dahei, you are the boss, and you have to take on the responsibilities of the eldest son." Dani gave him all the remaining strength.

A complete Dao of Chuhuo, a complete Dao of Time and Space, the Dao of Slaughter comprehended from the Four Swords of Jade Immortals, and the Dao of the Abyss (black hole) close to the energy level of Chuhuo.

Dani is really clean, nothing is left, even the fluctuations in body and thinking have completely disappeared.

But her voice came from outside of time: "White Knight, Blood Riders obey orders!"

Barristan, Bran and the others hurried out.

"The sacred oath, never break it! I hope you will accompany me to continue walking."

"This is my highest honor." Their voices were trembling.

At this moment, they felt at ease like never before, and felt happy and satisfied like never before.

"Until I return again, you will be the guardians of the Great World of the Seven Gods." Dany said softly.

"Take orders!" Several people looked at each other and smiled, and stepped back briskly.

"I'm leaving, you... take care.

"Mother!" The five dragons wailed together, and the world shook.

The year Dani left was also the year when the world of A Song of Ice and Fire left the lower universe and entered the upper universe again.

It is also because of entering the upper universe that the five giant dragons can be reunited.

About 2000 years later, the Holy Mother of the Believers found Bran and said, "Did you see it?"

"You mean, the phantom of the world?" Bran asked uncertainly.

Since he modified Robb's fate and touched the timeline, Dany took away his power to enter the river of time.

Now he can vaguely see the reflection of a world under the "river surface", but he can't be sure what it represents.

"It's not a shadow, but the Great World of the Seven Gods 2000 years ago." The Virgin said.

"I do not quite understand."

The Holy Mother thought for a while, and said, "Have you ever tried to draw water from a well with a wooden barrel? The wooden barrel fell down, filled with water, and lifted up again to complete one fetching of water.

If a gecko is lying on the wall of the well, it can see the barrel pass by, go down and come up twice during this process.

Now, we are falling from the perspective of the gecko, standing on the river, seeing the other side of the river bottom, another Great World of the Seven Gods is passing us by. "

Bran was thoughtful, but frowned again, puzzled and said: "If the world is a wooden barrel, and the world's rise and fall is equivalent to the rise and fall of the barrel in the shaft, then who is the gecko?
Without the observation of geckos, how can we see the reflection now? "

"Who do you think is qualified to be a gecko?" The Blessed Virgin Mary sighed humanely.

"I can't figure out the purpose of doing this. Could it be that she in the future chooses the best path for her past self?" Bran asked.

"If she had mastered the first level of primary fire, she might do that, but at a higher level, do you think she only masters the first level of primary fire now?"

"She went to the endless cold abyss, chasing the source of hoarfrost, I'm afraid... her realm must have surpassed our imagination." White Knight Bran said bitterly.

"No, you can still imagine that the past cannot be changed, the past can be changed, which one is more beneficial to her."

"Of course it was in the past..." Bran froze halfway through the words that came out of his mouth.

"No! Only losers want to change the past. She is the big winner. It is in her best interest to never change the past." He murmured.

"But the past has changed!" He held his head and howled dryly.

The Holy Mother took out a rope, tied one knot after another, then cut the rope twice, and the knotted section fell down and burned into nothingness.

Then, it dabbed lightly on the two broken ropes, and reconnected them into a perfect rope without knots.

"Understood? The past is immutable, and the past is changeable. It's not the best choice for her. Whatever she wants, she can do whatever she wants."

The Holy Mother held up the rope to show him, "When the change is beneficial to her, she will change. When the process and ending are better, she will make it unchangeable."

The corner of Bran's mouth twitched a few times, but there was nothing to refute.

"After today, the world will completely lose the history of falling into the bottom universe.

That period of time, like a knot, is cut and destroyed.

The breach is 2000 years ago, when we first entered the upper universe. said the Holy Mother.

Bran murmured, "That is to say, 'Long Night Falls—the eve of the Battle of the Sea of ​​Smoke—you saved the world at the critical point when the world fell into the lower universe' is the 'true' timeline of our world. "

"Yes, in the future we will enter the top-level universe and meet extremely powerful creator gods. When they observe our world, they will see such a timeline.

A Song of Ice and Fire will start from the next moment, never before.

but me"

Speaking of this, the believer hesitated for a while before sighing: "I have feelings, so that's how it is, I am the God of Creation.

As the Creator God of the Great World of the Seven Gods, how could he have no feelings?
She disappeared, completely out of existence and time. "

"She said she would come back to us. The sacred oath, never break it!" Bran said excitedly.

"Of course she will come back. She only cuts off the karma with the Great World of the Seven Gods. You still know her and are her white knight. Your history with her has always been there." The believer said sadly.

——Only it, completely lost contact with her.

"I don't understand," Bran murmured.

"Do you know the traveler? She is not a native of the world of the Seven Gods, but a traveler from the earth.

She replaced Daenerys at that point in time, so that's where you guys come in.

And before she crossed over, the Seven Gods already existed.

Do you recall carefully, was Daenerys the first to call herself the Son of the Seven Gods, and she was the spokesperson of the Seven Gods until the end of the long night? "

"She" Bran clutched his forehead, thinking for a while.

"It seems so, but—" He didn't know what to say.

"This is history and the truth! Because I am indeed the Creator, and it is indeed I who helped her end the long night." The Holy Mother of Believers said quietly.

Countless years ago, the Seven Gods appeared, chatted with the old weirwood, and taught humans to believe in themselves. But it was not until a few years before the long night that Dany crossed over.

"But, I remember—has my memory been modified?" Bran asked.

"No, your memory hasn't changed." The Virgin spread her palms, and a bright flame rose in front of Bran's eyes.

"This is." Bran was fascinated, staring at the orange flame obsessively, as if he could see the whole world inside.

"Give it to Daenerys," said the Virgin.

"What?" Bran was at a loss.

"Give it to Daenerys '2000 years ago', let her survive the crisis of the sea of ​​smoke, and use this first fire to recast the world." The Virgin said.

"Why me?" Bran murmured.

"Because 2000 years ago, you owed Daenerys a life, so you are the fire catcher; because you made a mistake and tried to use my power to change the past (Robb's time), so I punish you, order You send the fire to the past."

"This order of cause and effect" Bran was confused.

"The complete cause and effect is a closed circle. Can you distinguish the beginning and the end of the circle? Circle, it has no beginning and no end." The Holy Mother said lightly.

Bran tried his best to grasp the last trace of "clearness" in his mind, and asked loudly, "What about the true gods from the underlying universe?"

The Holy Mother pointed to the sky, and said calmly: "Why is there a word 'big' in the Great World of the Seven Gods?

Because in the star realm, every star represents a small world, and a small world can also give birth to a true god.

The so-called alien worlds are all misunderstandings arising from the illusions and ignorance of mortals. They are only alien worlds in Middle-earth, but they have always been part of the Great World of the Seven Gods.

Do not believe?

The source of the first fire can testify.

Those worlds are like different fruits on a big tree. In the final analysis, they were born from a first fire, which is the one in your hand. "

Bran had nothing to say.

In the next moment, cause and effect formed a closed loop, and he began to instinctively accept the "truth" of history.

(End of the book!)
(End of this chapter)