Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 587 Jon Stark

"You mortals who blaspheme the true God and try to deviate from your destiny will all die!"

In the void, R'hllor's voice exploded in his ears like a thunderbolt, tearing Dani's soul into seven or eight pieces.

But just like in the apple grove in Houguan Town, Dani's double dragon spirit tore Brynden's soul into countless fragments, and even burned it up. The Three-Eyed Crow still quickly returned to its original state.

——The soul of the Green Prophet is immortal.

Dany's idea quickly came together again, as did Brynden next to her.

"It should be continued, and it should be disrupted. The best result is to kill him."

"Use all your strength!" Brynden urged.

"You are such a bastard, you have been lying to me from the beginning. Sooner or later, I will expel you from the Targaryen family tree." Dany said bitterly.

Brynden was not the Three-Eyed Crow at this time, and he was very concerned about the identity of the "noble illegitimate child". Hearing that Dany wanted to open his family tree, he immediately became unhappy.

"How could I lie to you?" He frowned and said, "This part of the remnant soul is really Azor Ahai's destiny.

The process of allowing Jon to fuse the remnant soul of R'hllor is the reincarnation of the legendary Azor Ahai.

How can anyone in the world easily become the savior by birth?

Where there is gain, there must be loss.

Jon accepted R'hllor's power during his lifetime and enjoyed the honor of the savior, but he had to return his destiny to R'hllor after his death.

Just like borrowing and repaying the loan, this is the price he should pay. "

"Then let R'hllor take Jon away, as you said, this is the price of being the savior." Dany sneered.

"If you are willing to obey fate, I will leave immediately.

At this point, you should also understand that it is not Jon who wants to take away your talent and the power of your bloodline.

He is also the debtor, and the real lender is R'hllor. "

"If you want to change your fate against the sky, R'hllor must be your enemy. That's why I promised Bran to arrange this situation.

Bran and I temporarily gave up the responsibility of the Green Prophet, all because of our respective bonds.Bran is for Jon, I am for you.

But you don't know good people, you think I'm going to harm you.

Don't even think about it, I cheat you, Jon has something to gain, but what can I get? "

"Hey, you guys are worthy of being an old politician who has been the Hand of the King for 30 years." Dany sighed helplessly.

She was persuaded.

It's not because of the shackles of seeing the White Walker, but that R'hllor may really be plotting her.

She is sure that if Brynden's game is successful, the result will be in her favor, but the biggest beneficiary must be someone else.

"We cooperate, you use the will of the Green Prophet to break up his soul, and I will burn the shattered soul fragments."

"it is good!"

Brynden agreed, turned into a huge crow, and pierced the bright red mist like a sharp sword.

At this time, every atom of the mist in the soul mist is as bright red as the sun, emitting endless light and heat.

The bright red mist of the soul is like a galaxy composed of countless stars.

The huge black crow turned into a black arrow and shot into the Milky Way, like a nuclear bomb, detonated suddenly.

"—"

The sound of the loud sound, the Milky Way exploded like fireworks, and countless stars dimmed, extinguished, and shattered

"Green-seer!" There was hatred in R'hllor's voice.

"boom--"

The fire dragon rises again, and its momentum is even stronger.

This time, Dahei blessed the blacksmith priesthood, and the fire dragon scales are extremely bright glaze red.

This time, Danni entered the state of Song of the Wind, and at the same time, she was at the fifth level of Dragon Spirit.

"Duh!"

First a soul extinguishing blow, and then the wind assisted the fire. The fire dragon suddenly inflated countless times like an inflatable ball, filling Jon's sea of ​​consciousness completely.

Jon's sea of ​​consciousness turned into a furnace, burning blazingly.

"Beep beep beep" one after another "sun" exploded in the flames, annihilated in the endowment.

R'hllor said bitterly: "Mother of Dragons, very good, you two dare to join hands to stop the destiny, I remember—"

"Crap - words - really - a lot!"

The five-level dragon spirit, nine consecutive soul-destroying blows, completely silenced R'hllor.

"crash"

A large amount of spiritual matter fell into Danni's sea of ​​consciousness. She didn't dare to delay, and immediately opened the channel of belief in the seven gods with the big black dragon spirit, and led all the spiritual matter into the pool of belief.

—she guessed there was a law song in the ectoplasm, but neither she nor her dragon could absorb it.

But if it is not absorbed, the songs of the law will inevitably evaporate, but the pool of faith can store them.

Dany guessed right.

"Azor Ahai's Destiny" is an ability and talent to complete the Destiny, which does not provide much spiritual quality.

Not to mention the King Crab, it is not even as good as the Immortal, but its divinity is far more than the sum of the King Crab and the Loach.

In addition, there are two songs of law, one dark and one white.

Song of the Sun, Song of Shadows.

"You swore, holy oath."

The wind subsided, and Jon's sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm again. Brynden looked at Dany with burning eyes, and reminded: "You swear, after you get the weirwood seed paste, Azor Ahai's destiny belongs to Jon."

"You bastard," Dany said angrily, pointing at him, "you said it was for me! For me, you should have intermittent amnesia right now, and forget that shit oath."

"I said it for you, not for you, in fact, I don't have much affection for you.

For you, just because you are a Targaryen.

But Jon is also a Targaryen, and he is an illegitimate child like me, so I love him more. " Brynden stared at Dani and said very bluntly.

Dany wanted to go crazy, and took the opportunity to kill Jon and Brynden.

"I'll give it to him, does he dare to take it?"

Dany poured the ectoplasm rain in the belief space directly into Jon's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mighty, a piece of colorful star dots.

"Your talent is enviable." Brynden said with a complex expression, then opened his mouth, like a giant whale swallowing water, sucking all the spiritual matter into his belly.

Dani's complexion changed, and she lost her sense of those spiritual substances.

"In terms of the control of the power of the soul, the true god is not as good as a single green prophet, not to mention that we are the collection of the will of thousands of green prophets for millions of years."

Brynden looked pale, and spit out a piece of light green liquid from his mouth.

The green liquid rolled, rolling into Jon's bright gray soul.

Jon's soul and skinchanger talents are growing.

"What?" Danny asked in surprise.

When you're done, Brynden is in a very good mood, explaining with a smile: "This is the Green Spring.

Ordinary people get it, and they can activate the talent of the skinchanger, the master of the green dream, and the green seer.

There are two kinds of green springs: congenital and acquired. The natural spring provided by the mother river belongs to innate, which determines a person's talent; my artificial green spring can only enhance the talent to the limit.

Without the talent of the Greenseer, it is useless to drink more artificial green fountains.

The reason why you became the Green Prophet is not also because you robbed the natural spring in my soul? "

"You get what you want, our agreement is over." Dani said lightly.

"It's not over. Dany, you have to understand one thing. In Westeros, nothing can be hidden from the Green Prophet, even the true god R'hllor." Brynden stared at her with scorching eyes.

Dany smiled bitterly and took out half of her divinity.

"Not enough." Brynden waved his hand, and the divinity merged into Jon's soul without stagnation.

It's as if the divinity originally belonged to Jon, and it was returned to its original owner at this time.

Dany took out another half.

"You cheated me, you have to make up for it." She glared at him.

Brynden thought for a while, and said, "You keep Song of the Sun, and Jon will give the rest.

The divinity of death and shadow is just nourishment for you, but it is a kind of complement for Jon. "

"Finished what?" Dany asked puzzled.

"You hand it over first, I'm afraid that if I tell the truth, you will make trouble again." Brinden said.

After a moment of hesitation, Dani took out the last quarter of her divinity.

"Complete the Holy Spirit."

With the last trace of divinity blending in, Jon's soul exudes a complete artistic conception.

"Jon is also the Holy Spirit?" Dany asked in disbelief.

"Jon plus Azor Ahai is the complete 'savior reincarnated'.

Only the holy spirit who can condense the song of law is meaningful to R'hllor. said Brynden.

"What a plan!" Dany sighed, and threw the Shadowsong out.

Before the coercion of the endless law could spread in the future, the Song of Shadows quickly merged into Jon's soul, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, as if it belonged to Jon as a matter of course.

Dani suppressed her greed and jealousy, regained her calm attitude of eating melons, and said with a sneer, "Now that you have received infinite benefits, it depends on how you end up in the future. The things of the true god are not so easy to get."

Brynden shook his head and said sadly: "Why do you hate Jon so much?

At this time, he only had a chance to break free from his fate.

If you don't defeat R'hllor, you will fall into the kingdom of death one day, and everything will belong to R'hllor.

The only one who can help him is you, you are his aunt, you should unite and help each other to create brilliance together. "

"Don't talk about these things, you cheated me this time, and turned against R'hllor for nothing.

And Jon took the biggest advantage.

It is rare for me to be able to maintain a normal mind. It is impossible to be heartless and pour out my heart and soul to him. "Dani sneered.

"Shh-"

Brynden sighed and disappeared, and Dany was also repelled by a strong force, and returned to her body.

"Gods!"

"Seven gods are on top!"

"My lord—long live the Lord of Light!"

There was a series of exclamations in the courtyard, the savages and night watchmen shouted in horror, and the followers of the Red God cheered excitedly.

Just because Jon, who had been dead for five days, was alive.

When the nine wildling captives stopped breathing in the fire, Melisandre finished the sacrifice, walked to the altar, and leaned over to kiss Jon on the lips.

Visible to the naked eye, Jon's pale body turned rosy, the stitches fell off at the stitches, the wounds healed automatically, and white steam began to appear in his nostrils.

He is breathing, he is alive.

"This is a miracle, the appearance of the Red God! The power of the Red God is so powerful that even the dead can be resurrected." Mance Rayder said with a pale face.

Not only him, but all non-red god believers who witnessed Jon's resurrection process were shocked and also deeply shocked-his own gods had never shown similar miracles.

"Plop!" Bowen Marsh knelt down suddenly, his fat face like a red pomegranate twisted, and he shouted like crazy: "I'm guilty, I'm guilty, the commander-in-chief is resurrected, he is the son of prophecy, I killed the son of prophecy, I'm guilty"

"Plop, plop" One counts as one, and all the night watchmen who participated in the assassination of Jon knelt in the direction of the altar.

His face was pale and his spirit disappeared.

"Ask the commander-in-chief if you are guilty." Dani gave Red Pomegranate a sideways look, and said calmly.

"Cough, cough, vomit!" Jon vomited wildly on the wooden altar, and the smell of corruption filled the courtyard.

When a person is resurrected, the half-digested food in the stomach and large intestine cannot be kept fresh, not only rotten, but even frozen.

Hot guts, cold, rotting food scraps

As soon as he moved his body a little, he couldn't help but feel sick and vomited.

After a while, Jon wiped away the smudges around his mouth, glanced at the men in black kneeling on the ground with a complex expression, and announced:

"I am no longer the Night's Watch. Jon Snow is dead, and the oath of the Night's Watch is over. Now, I am Jon Stark of Winterfell."

(End of this chapter)