Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 828 The Dead Don't Die

"How many pieces of the mark of the Green Prophet did you get from the White Walker?" Bran asked.

"That's mine!" Dany said coldly.

Although the ghost king was rescued by the cold god, half of his soul was burned by the dragon queen before he escaped.

"The Seal of the Green Prophet belongs to the Three-Eyed Raven. It was lost in my hands, and I feel uneasy. Now that we have cooperated several times, we are relatively reliable allies. Can you help me?"

It's not an opponent to grab hard, and the exchange of benefits can't come up with a treasure that can impress the Dragon Queen. In desperation, Bran can only play the emotional card.

But the question is, does the Dragon Queen have feelings for him?

"It's too late, I have already transformed the Seal of the Green Prophet into pure ectoplasm." Dany said.

"Spiritual matter is also fine. Strengthening my soul is equivalent to completing the seal of the Green Prophet. After I die in the future, I will also become a part of the seal of the Green Prophet." Bran said eagerly.

"I have fused the ectoplasm into my soul," Dany said.

"I can feel that you haven't—ga!"

Bran got stuck in the middle of his sentence, because the Dragon Queen swallowed the ectoplasm of the Mark of the Green Prophet in front of him.

"What can you feel? Nothing from me?" Dany asked solemnly.

Bran was silent.

Dani said with emotion: "Another 2% increase in the power of the control of heaven, the connection between the seven gods and the believers is becoming clearer and clearer, so many voices, so many prayers, I can't handle it!"

"Ka Ka Ka—" The 800-meter ice layer was about to burn through, and the ice cave encountered the pile of rocks at the gate of the city that suppressed the White Ghost King.

"Help!"

Dani was startled, the voice came from the stone pedestal, there are still living people inside? !

"Who is outside? Help~~"

Although the pleading is weak and weak, it contains great pain, and even the most hard-hearted person can't help but feel pity in his heart.

"Sir Richard, are you still alive?" Dany felt the mental fluctuation in the stone pestle, and she couldn't help but froze for a moment.

The stone pestle in front of the city gate is different from the tomb cellar.

The tomb was rebuilt from a natural underground cave, and there were gaps in it to connect to further crypts, so air circulation was not a problem at all.

Therefore, the army of ghouls had already retreated, and Dany did not immediately set fire to the glacier.

But the stone pestle is completely covered by icebergs, and the oxygen is limited. After such a long time, it must have been exhausted, right? Richard is no longer a normal person.

At this time, Dani recalled that Richard was not a perfect resurrection like the big sparrow, and the negative spirit in his body had not been completely removed.

Not long after, a group of soldiers came in and removed debris such as stone slabs, bricks, and wood, revealing a small open space between the corners of the two stone slabs, and there were two corpses inside.

The tentacles are cold, like black ice, they are naturally corpses, but one of the corpses slowly opened its eyes and took a few breaths of cold air

"Ah, the corpse has been revived, quick, kill it quickly, it's a ghoul!" the wildling soldier carrying the corpse howled to find the dragon tooth knife.

"I told you a long time ago, he is Sir Richard, he is not dead." Dany said with a dark face.

"But he is ice, colder than ice," cried the soldier.

"Look at the blue light in his eyes," Dany reminded.

Everyone looked at it carefully, and then heaved a long sigh of relief. Sir Richard's blue eyes were like extinguished candles, not to mention bright, they were almost completely dimmed.

When Richard was lifted out of the freezer and heated by the fire, a crowd of people gathered around to watch.

"Why isn't he dead?" Jon wondered.

"Well, when he was resurrected last time, he accidentally brought down a holy garment from heaven."

Lies come at your fingertips.

"Oh, I remembered," Jon thought thoughtfully, "at that time, Sir Richard was still chanting spells, 'Dawei Tianlong' or something, his body swelled up, and his strength was as strong as a cow, and he stabbed the sword abruptly. enter"

Speaking of this, Jon's face paled three points, his eyebrows twitched a few times, and said: "The vitality of the White Ghost King is too strong. Treated like that, normal people would have died long ago, but it has nothing to do with it."

"It's something," Er Ya seemed to emerge from a crack in the rock, and no one noticed where she was before.

"The White Ghost King will also be injured. Its chest, eye sockets, and buttocks" Erya was also embarrassed for a moment, "The wounds are not completely healed, and he is limping when he walks. There is still a hole in the chest under the ice armor. I just Pierce its heart through that slit."

Dany squatted by the campfire, while checking Richard's pulse and visceral functions, she said: "The White Ghost King is also a living creature, of course it will be injured, but it can absorb the power of ice from the long night to repair minor wounds.

Similar to the healing technique of monks of the Seven Gods, the treatment of skin trauma is simple, but the regeneration of severed limbs is very time-consuming and labor-intensive. "

"How is he?" Arya asked, leaning over.

"It's very strange. His body is covered with a layer of frost, but the liquid in his body does not freeze, but maintains a state of extreme cold hibernation." Dany said excitedly.

Scientists in the previous life struggled for more than half a century, but failed to develop the technology of freezing living people; now, under the environment of productivity and scientific level in the Middle Ages, Richard has perfectly realized the goal of scientists.

"The ectoplasm in the cells seems to be able to draw energy from the extreme cold, and this energy makes breathing a non-essential physiological activity.

Perhaps, Richard can survive in a high temperature and dry environment, so give it a try if you have the chance.

If he can prove his survivability in extreme environments, he doesn't need to be a knight anymore, he is too talented, he can change his job to an interstellar explorer! "

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?" Old Ba and the others raised their foreheads with question marks.

The Dragon Queen babbled nonsense for a while, which stunned everyone else.

"Song Ge, is Song Ge still alive?" Richard beside the fire raised his body temperature and slowly regained his vitality. He turned his head and asked in a dry voice.

"He's gone to heaven," Dany reassured.

"Why didn't the White Ghost King kill you?" Jon asked curiously.

"It hates us so much, it deliberately wants us to suffer slowly in despair." Richard gritted his teeth.

Everyone was silent, you deserved to suffer slowly for what you did to the White Ghost King, but Sir Song Ge was purely unlucky, and he was caught in the water.

Starting from the gate of the city and burning inwards, along the way, hundreds of people from the north in the frozen black ice melted the ice and carried the corpses out.

In this way, there was a long delay, and it was not until midnight that Dany came to the entrance of the catacombs.

"Too bad, there were so many people at that time, the door of the tomb didn't have time to close, and the cold air poured into the inside." Seeing the ice sculptures with anxious and frightened expressions in the stairway of the tomb, Jon's heart turned cold.

"Ah, this is, Jenny Poole, she's been with Sansa"

The tomb is very deep, 30 meters deep into the ground, so the narrow stairs spread down in a "zigzag" shape. At the bottom of the stairs, Jon saw an ice sculpture that made his soul freeze.

His eyes were red, and he almost shed tears.

"I told you earlier, Sansa is fine." The big crow on his shoulder said lightly.

"Not only is she okay, but you can also see an unexpected old friend!" Bran's voice sounded strange in the narrow passage.

After another layer of ice was cleared away, the worry on Jon's face turned to surprise in an instant: the thick oak boards at the upper entrance were not covered, but at the entrance to the crypt on the lower floor, the door was tightly closed.

Looking back at Jenny Poole's body carefully, her face was full of despair, she curled up into a ball, her right hand clenched into a fist, and she seemed to be beating

"Jenny was stopped outside and struggled for a long time before freezing to death."

Jon shuddered.

"Crack——" The iron oak door thicker than Dani's waist was slowly opened by the people in the tomb.

A gap was opened, and several soldiers were seen holding torches to clear the ice slag between the cracks of the door, so that the door hinge could rotate flexibly.

When the door was fully opened, I saw a thrilling red woman standing in the firelight, her mysterious red eyes looked at the dragon queen who was holding the fireball, and said lightly: "Why did you delay for so long?"

"You're not dead?" Dany was still calm, but Jon called out first.

Another ruby ​​was hung on Melisandre's neck, shining brightly in the dark cellar.

"When I stepped into the kingdom of the great Lord of Light, He told me that some people failed to fulfill the promises they made"

The red-robed woman took a deep look at Dani, "The long night is not over, the mission is not complete, I can only take a step back, leave the heaven of light and fire, and return to the world of mortals."

"Welcome, welcome, just come back, the world still needs an archmage like you." A haze flashed in Dani's eyes, but a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Where's Sansa, is she okay?" Jon was only surprised by the "resurrection" of the red robe woman for a moment, then he looked into the tomb.

"She's fine." A square-jawed, bald, middle-aged man stepped out of the shadows.

His light blue eyes seemed to be shrouded in black smoke flickering with sparks, less pure than before, and more deep that did not belong to Stannis.

Erlu was also revived.

His complexion was as pale as a dead person's, and his bare-exposed skin did not have the luster and delicacy of a living person, much like the skin of pork belly soaked for two hours.

Looking at the appearance, it doesn't look like a perfect resurrection, but in him, Dany feels the same breath as when Jon was resurrected.

His body seemed to be filled and nourished with great power.

In short, the cost R'hllor invested in him was far more than King Lightning and Lady Stoneheart, but lower than Jon.

Obviously, R'hllor did not abandon the long night freely, and he planned to continue to do things through an agent.

The catacombs are warmer than expected, because after burning the bones of the Stark ancestors, Jon purposefully transformed the crypts into an underground fortress.

The hot spring in the godswood forest was intercepted from the ground and introduced into the tomb. At this time, in the center of the underground hall, there was a pool built of bricks and stones. The hot spring water flowed into the pool and circled an arc in the tomb. After the heat dissipated, the water temperature dropped. , and then enter the gap on the edge of the stone wall.

Maybe it will eventually flow into the underground river, the White Knife is just beside Winterfell!

At the entrance of the steamy hot spring waterway, Jon found his sister.

Although it is a bit humid there, it is the warmest, like spring.

"I didn't expect the tomb to be so big. It might be connected to the 'Gorney's Passage' beyond the Great Wall. The 'Builder' Brandon chose a good place."

Feeling the cold air rushing through the cracks and holes at the far end of the vault, Dany sighed.

"You don't need to go to the ground anymore, just spend the winter here, it's quite warm."

The woman in the north who was washing carrots by the hot spring waterway looked at the Dragon Queen in awe, and said in a low voice, "Everyone says that there is a magic dragon hidden under Winterfell."

Dani shook her head and said, "There is no magic dragon, but there is a fissure in the ground. Maybe tens of millions of years ago, there was a volcano near here, but now it has long been dead, and there are fewer and fewer volcanoes in the world."

(End of this chapter)