Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 333 Old God Green Prophet, Cold God and Ghost

"Gudong" Looking at the ghoul struggling and burning in the dragon flames, Jon swallowed hard, "This is fire control, gods!"

He changed his job and became a shadowbinder, who can learn the magic of shadow, blood and fire. Jon also read the "Tam Notes" given to him by the Dragon Queen, but he didn't learn a single blood witchcraft.

He didn't dare to learn, that "ghost story book" really frightened him.The party 'Demigod Tam' even replaced all the ghosts, ghosts and demons in Old Nan's story, and became the most terrible nightmare in Jon's heart.

After becoming a Shadow Binder, in addition to gradually proficient in his wolf spirit talent, he found Bai Ling back.

He also activated the Valyrian steel inheritance card (the Lisbon one), and learned the same fire control skills as Dany.

Therefore, he understood how this "doughnut" that kept them firmly in the center came about.

"The White Walker has retreated, look, the dead people outside have all retreated into the woods." Yegritte got up from the ground, pointed at the ghoul outside the circle of fire and shouted excitedly.

"The White Walkers retreated, we survived, and won!"

"Long live the dragon queen, long live the real dragon!" Seeing this, the others cheered excitedly.

Dani didn't fall down, but left the white dragon here to monitor the Death Squad, and then rode the black dragon back to the Great Wall.

It was still dark, and she dared not land the dragon in the Haunted Forest.There are only more than 30 death squads left here, and none of them have shields. If there are strange ghosts hiding in the woods and shooting flying swords at Dahei, then she will be stupid |

Back at Castle Black, Dahei found a place to land on the Great Wall, and monitored the savage camp below.She dozed off on the warm flesh wings and entered the dragon dream.

Let Dahei do the work, while she checks the foundation of the belt meditation in the dragon dream.

After absorbing the spirit matter of three different ghosts, the area of ​​the belt has expanded by one-fifth. Except for the more powerful multi-tasking skills, no obvious benefits have been felt.

It was the strange connection between the White Walker and the Green Prophet that made her wonder.

Why does the ectoplasm from the White Walker have the same root as the Green Prophet, and can even complete the meditation runes?

Looks like she'll have to find a chance to talk to Melisandre again.

The White Walkers seemed to have really retreated. Dany slept on Dahei's back for more than three hours. The sky was bright and the sun was rising, and the White Walkers did not appear outside the city again.

After admonishing Bowen Marsh to take good care of the White Walker captives, Dany rode a dragon to the Haunted Forest again after a good night's sleep.

In the early morning, with the golden sun shining on their faces, the 34 death squads cuddled together and slept soundly.

Well, they saw the white dragon hovering above their heads, and they knew that their safety was guarded by the giant dragon, so they were all at ease, and they didn't even arrange night duty personnel.

"Hissing—" Dahei roared, and landed on the scorched and cracked soil of the mound. The savage and the night watchman rubbed their eyes and stood up.

"Your Majesty, you are here." The white knight greeted him.

"Get ready to go back," Dany said loudly.

"What happened to the Wall last night?" Jon asked.

"A dozen different ghosts led thousands of ghouls to raid the savage camp outside the Great Wall."

"What?" The savages exclaimed, and hurriedly gathered around and asked, "What's the situation, how many people died?"

"It's a bit miserable," Dani said with an ugly expression.

Before coming over, Val had reported the loss of the wildling camp to her.

Five of the 12 commanders died in battle, and nearly a thousand marauders and spearwives died—this is the real elite force among the savages!

In addition to the soldiers, four to five hundred people, the old, the young, the sick, and the weak also died. Before Dany arrived, the camp had already been broken, and they all died at that time.

"About 500 people, and more than 30 night watchmen died," she said.

"Only more than 30?" Yegritra yelled loudly, "The crows are hiding in the Great Wall, right?"

"How many rangers do we have in total? The elite have joined the Death Squad, and Castle Black has done its best to send more than a hundred cavalry." Jon frowned.

"Where's Stannis?" the white knight frowned.

"He's watching from the Great Wall!" Dany was relieved to see the expressions of dissatisfaction and resentment on everyone's faces.

"Okay, pack up and leave quickly, this ghost forest is really not a place for living people to stay." She clapped her hands and said.

"Where are the ghouls? We won't catch them? At least we can go to the hunting point and escort the ghouls back in chains." Sir Mallister suggested.

"I captured two White Walkers and dozens of ghouls last night. The mission of the Death Squad was completed by accident," Dany said.

"There are also ice spiders. I have two ice spiders on my side." A night watchman showed horror, "Seven Hells, I didn't expect the legends to be true. The White Walkers really rode ice spiders in the sky. hunting the living in the forest."

"Hey, even the white ghosts have come out, so what are the ice spiders?" Ulmah slammed his mouth and said worriedly: "Many of the ghouls who besieged us last night were skeletons that had been dead for decades. Think, how many people have died in Westeros in the past few decades?"

"Ice Spider" Dany frowned.

She had never seen that thing before, but she thought it would be a legendary creature unique to this world, just like the shadow lynx and the direwolf.

"White ghosts are not stupid, there really are ice spiders caught by the trap, and they should be rescued now." Jon shook his head.

He guessed right.

With two dragons soaring through the sky, Dany heads south out of the Haunted Forest with a group of daredevils.

There were fourteen horses left, and in addition to the seriously wounded, Her Majesty also got one.Not long after a group of 35 people walked south, they encountered a hunting spot.

Not to mention the ice spider in the net bag, even the chained ghoul is gone.

The crown of the tree was burned, the top trunk was scorched black, and there was still a faint green smoke.

The animal traps hanging from the branches were torn to pieces. You must know that the nets were woven with iron wires, and even iron swords could hardly pierce them.

The chain was still wrapped around the stump, but the black iron handcuffs that bound the ghoul at the other end were broken into a dozen pieces, and the fragments were still covered with light blue frost.

"Hiss, it's so cold!" Ser Alliser crouched by the tree trunk, picked up a fragment, shivered, and threw it out.

Dany went to pick one up, feeling the unnatural chill in it, and sighed, "The White Walker's ice sword can cut bronze and ordinary iron swords.

Dragonglass is too brittle and Valyrian steel is too scarce.In the future, facing the army of alien ghosts, it is best to occupy the ground and shoot from top to bottom with dragon crystal arrows. "

"Yes, I'll kill a different ghost with one arrow. It's a good deal to exchange a dragon crystal arrow for a different ghost." Ulmer said triumphantly.

"I also shot one." Yegritte smiled with jagged white teeth, "Together with Jon, he blocked the White Walker's ice sword, and I attacked with a bow and arrow."

"Your Majesty, do you feel that there was something unusual about the White Walkers last night?" Jon asked with a frown.

Dani thought for a while and said, "The Others are intelligent, can talk, and are very smart."

"Even if the other party is as smart as humans, our hunting plan is perfect, and it shouldn't fail completely," Jon said.

Dani looked serious, and asked, "What do you want to say? Our plan has been leaked, and there are traitors in the Death Squad?"

"Jon, are you doubting us free folk?" Yegritte's flat nose was crooked.

"No," Jon shook his head hastily, "The Death Squad is definitely fine, but we passed by a lot of wildling camps last night."

"What evidence do you have? The free people know that I am willing to accept them. Even going to the other side of the narrow sea with an unknown future is better than taking refuge in the ghosts."

"I don't know what they think, but" Jon spit out a name with an ugly face: "Caster!"

Hearing this, even Ygritte, who looked aggrieved, became entangled.

"Caster sacrificed the baby boy to the Cold God, and the White Walkers protected his family from being harassed. Your Majesty, the relationship between the wildlings and the White Walkers is far deeper and has a longer history than you can imagine." Jon said.

Dany glanced at the silent savages and asked, "You all know about Custer's sacrifice to the evil god?"

"Caster is different from us, and has never interacted with us." A wildling warrior with messy red hair said.

"When did he start sacrificing the White Walkers? Why didn't you kill that scum?" Dany asked.

"Dragon Queen, offering sacrifices to the cold god has always been a tradition of some free folk tribes, because the cold god also belongs to the old gods." Ygritte argued.

"Damn it!" Dany cursed, realizing that Jon's speculation was not groundless.

"Aren't you all afraid of the White Walkers causing the night?" Barristan asked in disbelief.

"I believed in it for thousands of years before, isn't it all right?" a savage muttered.

In the dark forest, there is snow everywhere, the air is cold and humid, with a musty smell of rotting branches and leaves, and the ground covered with brown sentinel leaves and withered yellow grass stems is as soft as a blanket.

The sunlight has worked hard to pass through thousands of layers of branches and leaves, and finally casts spots of light on the shoulders of pedestrians.

Avoiding a big rock and stepping on ankle-deep puddles, the Death Squad moved forward with difficulty.

It took only four kilometers in an hour, and it was not a straight line. I went round and round to find a "spacious and flat" animal path.

The gloomy and heavy atmosphere made everyone lose their minds about chatting.

"Woooo—" Bai Ling, who had been exploring the way ahead, suddenly stopped at the top of a hill and growled in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Jon was startled, and hurried forward on his horse, climbed up the gentle slope, looked down, and exclaimed: "Be careful, there are dead people ahead!"

"White ghosts?" Yegritte ran to Jon quickly, with a bow hanging on her chest and leaves rustling on her sheepskin.

"Don't worry," the red-haired girl turned her head and shouted to the group of daredevils, "The infighting among the tribes of the free folk is not the White Walkers."

On the east side of the hill, there used to be a huge tree with two people hugging each other, but the trunk was struck by lightning and burned to a white ground, leaving only a thick stump.

At this time, a circle of earth pit was dug around the tree stump, and a dozen dead savages lay crookedly in the pit, and half of the thick tree stump in the center was still black and coke.

The corpse is naked|naked, and the carbon fire is extinguished.

It can be guessed that a group of savages hid here and burned tree stumps to keep warm, but they were killed this morning.

Wounded by the sword, not turned into a ghoul, and stripped naked.

Ygritte said angrily, "Someone robbed their clothes and food."

"Heh, this is the savage." Allisa's sarcasm attracted more than a dozen pairs of flaming eyes.

Before Yegritte asked with a strange face, he said quickly: "This is a spearwife who just gave birth, but there is no baby body here."

"Let your direwolf look for the scent of a murderer." Dany frowned.

Jon leaned into Bai Ling's ear and said a few times, and the white-haired and red-eyed direwolf began to howl towards the east and south.

"Are you going?" Jon asked, looking up.

"Go and see, we also have to find out what the free people are planning now. If more than [-] people escaped, let them go."

Dany shook her head and said nothing, but the others immediately understood her concern.

Adults transform into ghouls, and babies transform into White Walkers.

"Hissing——" Xiaobai obeyed her call, fell from the sky, and landed on the edge of the pit, the dragon flames raged, and soon burned a dozen corpses into torches.

(End of this chapter)