Game of Thrones: Roar of the Dragon

Chapter 130: True Shapeshifting, Winter is Coming

Da da da!
Jacaerys took Ella and Lord Creggan, who had his arm casually bandaged, into the dungeon of Deepwood Motte.

The Stark soldiers who were on guard here all plugged their ears with makeshift cork earplugs to prevent accidents.

Of course, these ordinary soldiers are only used as human alarm bells.

The real watchers are the four dragons, including Vermax, hovering in the sky over Deepwood Motte.

In a large cell at the innermost level, Ye Zi and the other two were placed in a "big" shape with their limbs tightly bound by thumb-thick iron chains.

Not only that, their eyes were covered with black cloth and a wooden ball tied with a rope was stuffed in each of their mouths.

Uh, it’s the kind from the Sakura Country movies in my previous life.

"No no no!"

As if she heard someone walking in front of her, Ye Zi tried to speak.

Jakaris stepped forward and ripped off Ye Zi's blindfold, then said, "Ye Zi, I hope you can be smarter and not try to challenge my bottom line."

Ye Zi opened his eyes and looked at the situation of his two companions on his left and right before nodding to Jakaris to show his agreement.

Seeing this, Jacaerys reached out and temporarily removed the makeshift wooden gag in her mouth.

"Minions of the Otherworldly Evil God, what do you want from us?"

After being able to speak, Ye Zi immediately asked Jakaris about his purpose.

"What did you get? I told you before, let's find a place to have a good chat.

But you didn't accept my kindness, so we can only talk this way now."

Seeing that Ye Zi was willing to communicate with him, Jakaris curled up a harmless smile at the corner of his mouth and answered in a very relaxed tone.

Ye Zi was silent for two minutes after hearing this, and then asked, "Will you let us go free after chatting with us?"

"Of course, but the prerequisite is that you must swear by the old gods that what you say to me is true."

"I swear to the Source of All Creation that I will answer everything I can tell you with the truth!"

The Source of All Things is the name given by the Children of the Forest to the gods they believe in. The Old Gods was actually the name given by the people of Westeros themselves after the invasion of the Faith of the Seven Gods.

"Very well, then I will also swear to the Seven Gods that I will set you free when this is over."

Jacaerys nodded and replied, then pointed at Duke Creggan and continued,
"By the way, before we chat, why don't you use your magic to heal his injuries first."

When Ye Zi heard that Jacaris took the initiative to let her release magic, her eyes lit up, and then she slowly began to sing in that unknown language.

Without needing Ella's hint behind him, as soon as Jakaris heard that this was different from the melody he had forced himself to remember before, he knew that Ye Zi was trying to play tricks on him.

Ugh!
Jacaerys sighed, slowly walked to a child of the forest on the left, and then reached out and grasped one of its sharp claws.

Click!
Wooah!

There was a crisp sound of fracture, and one of the sharp claws of the Son of the Forest was bent backwards 180 degrees by Jakaris.

The son of the forest, who was feeling severe pain, could only utter an extremely painful whimper because his mouth was blocked by a wooden gag.

Click, click!
Jacaerys did not stop there, but quickly bent the remaining two sharp claws of the son of the forest over.

Although the Children of the Forest are not human, they are still flesh and blood after all, and their body structure is roughly similar to that of humans.

The pain of broken fingers made the son of the forest whimper in agony, with saliva even flowing down from both sides of the wooden gag.

"Stop, stop it. I was wrong, I was wrong!

Let me go, I will treat him now.

Furthermore, casting the 'Gift of Life' requires the assistance of the magical materials you have confiscated."

Unable to bear the pain of his companions, Ye Zi gave up chanting most of the magic and turned to Jakaris, begging for mercy.

Having tested Ye Zi's weakness, Jacaerys nodded to Cregan who was standing silently by the side, and the other party immediately called two men to untie Ye Zi's chains.

And Ella also picked out a bag full of green powder from the magic materials she had collected before and handed it to Ye Zi.

This time, Ye Zi didn't dare to make any small moves.

After sprinkling the green powder on his companion's three sharp claws and Cregan's injured arm, the sad song like a cuckoo crying blood sounded again.

The green light flashed for a moment, and the injuries of the Son of the Forest and Creggan began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this healing magic for the second time, Jakaris still felt it was magical.

In this world, it is easy to cause harm, but it is extremely difficult to heal.

The healing magic of leaves is much more reliable than those maesters in Westeros who only know how to use maggots to eat rotten flesh and bleed to remove toxins.

It would be difficult for Jacaerys himself, who possesses the power of a dragon, to use this magic, but there was no telling when Benilla and her brothers would use it.

He tilted his head to glance at Ella who was lost in thought, hoping that this air magician who was recruited with dragon material could comprehend the magical principles.

clap clap clap!
After Ye Zi completed the healing magic, Jakaris immediately applauded in encouragement.

At the same time, he asked: "Ye Zi, you are so amazing!
I want to ask you, what is this singing-like language called? "

"This is called the Origin Language. It is the language used by the children of the forest to praise all things in the world."

Ye Zi gradually found a way to get along with Jakaris. After hearing his question, she just hesitated for a moment and then answered.

“Well, it seems like you have to use this language to cast magic.

Hey, can I learn this language?"

"As far as I know no human can speak the Origin language, but ravens can."

Ye Zi immediately understood the purpose of Jacaris's words, so she directly objected.

“Ravens can learn it, but humans can’t.

You...are you lying to me?"

Hearing such a targeted answer, Jakaris immediately looked suspicious.

“I have sworn an oath to the Source of All Creation, so I will never lie.

Only you cunning humans like to deceive with lies.

Long, long ago, the Children of the Forest taught the First Men the original language.

But thousands of years have proven that humans are absolutely incapable of learning the original language!"

Seeing that Jakaris opened his mouth to question what he said, Ye Zi immediately responded in a very tough tone.

“Well, don’t get too excited, I believe you are not lying.

So your two companions also use magic in the original language? Is that why they can transform into a mammoth and a direwolf respectively?"

Upon hearing this, Jacaerys showed an expression of belief on his face and skipped the topic.

“I am the singer and they are the wooden dancers.

So they can't use magic. As for their true shapeshifting... I can't say!" Ye Zi answered the first question first, and then when she got to the latter question, she bit her lips and shook her head to refuse to answer.

Wooden Dancer, real shapeshifter!

Jakaris touched his chin, lowered his head, recalled the information revealed in Ye Zi's words and made secret guesses based on his memories of his previous life.

The singer in Children of the Forest and the Mage Yunkong are both like the fragile magicians in the previous life's game.

This wood dancer is a melee druid who can transform into an animal.

He knew the term "Yi Xing".

In the previous TV series, Bran Stark and a wildling skinchanger could use their consciousness to enter the bodies of animals and control them.

But this real shapeshifting is probably much more advanced than theirs, directly transforming one's body into a ferocious beast, and it is not known if there are any restrictions.

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, then let's move on to the next topic. What is that exploding black ball you threw?"

After guessing in his mind for a while, Jacaris raised his head, pretended to be very casual, and continued to ask Ye Zi.

"That's the Magic Fruit, a one-time magic weapon I made."

"A disposable magic weapon... Are the raw materials used to make it common? Can it be produced in large quantities?"

Jakaris was very interested in this disposable magic weapon that was more powerful than a grenade, and immediately inquired about it in detail.

Climbing the technology tree in this magical world is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse.

If this disposable magic weapon can be popularized, then
“The raw materials are relatively common, but you must be extremely focused if you want to engrave a complete magic circle on the fruit.

I can make five or six Explosion Fruits at most every day."

She did not avoid asking Jacaris about this, which she thought was common sense, but answered directly.

In other words, as long as we can solve the problem of engraving the magic circle, we can carry out mass production!
Jacaerys nodded secretly, and immediately asked in a very casual tone: "Where is your cave?"

"Northeast of Ruhe River..."

Ye Zi, who had completely let down his guard and was chatting with Jacaris, subconsciously blurted out the location of his own nest.

But after she realized what was happening, she immediately kept silent.

Northeast of Ruhe River.

Keeping this geographical location firmly in mind, Jacaerys continued to ask Ye Zi: "The Green Prophet asked you to come to the south of the Great Wall. In addition to casting magic to revive the Heart Tree, what else is there?"

Knowing that she had accidentally revealed important information, Ye Zi simply closed her mouth and shook her head without saying anything.

"Okay! I'm satisfied with your answer.

I have always kept my promises, and I will set you free now!"

Jakaris nodded and praised Ye Zi, then reached out and patted her twice.

Cregen now admired the new king's methods from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't ask any more questions and directly ordered his soldiers to release the other two wooden dancers.

Crash, whoosh!
The chains that bound his limbs were untied, and Ye Zi looked at Jakaris in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that this evil god from another world would release them so easily.

But opportunity never comes!
Ye Zi and the other two looked at each other and immediately took steps to escape from this dungeon and return to outside the Great Wall.

Ok? ? ?
But as soon as they took a step, they felt the surrounding air rushing towards them like sea water.

Ye Zi and the other two suddenly felt like three little bugs trapped in amber. The further they went, the greater the resistance they encountered.

After taking five or six steps, he could no longer move and could only stand there quietly.

Seeing this, the two wooden dancers wanted to use real transformation to break the predicament.

Boom, boom!
Jakaris's fist came from behind, hitting them lightly on the back of the head.

The two wooden dancers were caught off guard and were knocked unconscious by him without even a sound.

"Unfortunately, you who have gained freedom have now been captured by me again!
Cragen, tie them up as before!"

……

Thern is the northernmost region outside the Wall, nestled in a canyon high in the mountains, hidden in the far north of the Frostfangs.

In this land of ice and snow, even ordinary free people cannot live here, except for the Thenns.

The Thenns call themselves the descendants of the First Men. They speak an ancient language that only a very few people can understand. Most Thenns only know a few common words such as eating, drinking, dying, and mating.

The harsh environment can temper the will and body. Every Thenn is a fierce warrior. They are equipped with short spears with leaf-shaped tips, clothes sewn with bronze armor plates, and simple leather shields with copper edges.

Due to the lack of food, the Thenns ate everything, even other free folk.

Their image in the TV series in their previous life was that of a group of bald cannibals.

On the outskirts of a village where thousands of Thenns gathered, dozens of Thenn warriors were chatting in ancient language about their recent hunting gains.

"… Um, why is it snowing all of a sudden?"

Looking at a snowflake falling on the back of his hand, a Thenn warrior looked up at the sky and said.

In the eyes of the Thenns, the so-called snow is just heavy snow that is enough to make the whole world white.

They saw an extremely thick gray cloud covering their heads at some point, and thumbnail-sized snowflakes began to fall continuously.

The Thenn warriors didn't react at first, but when they thought of the increasing number of missing hunters and the legends in the village, their faces suddenly changed.

Click, click!
Suddenly, the sound of chaotic footsteps trampling on the snow reached the ears of the Thenn warriors, and the sound became louder and louder.

A Sen warrior with good eyesight opened his eyes wide and looked at a large black shadow emerging from the woods in the distance. He immediately shouted in fear: "Dead people, dead people are coming!!!"

shhhhhh!
Dozens of flaming arrows shot into the ocean-like army of the dead, and could easily hit a corpse ghost.

Although compared to the army of zombies that counts in tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, the loss of dozens of zombies has no impact at all.

Da da da!
The people of all ages and genders rushed out one by one. They skillfully wrapped their weapons with thick clothes, poured grease and other substances on them, and ignited them with flames.

Hoo ho ho!
Thousands of burning torches warmed the ice field, and in the light of the fire, all the Thenns stared closely at the approaching army of wights.

call!
Click, click, click!
As if fueled by adrenaline, the wights sprinted into the crowd of the waiting Thenns.

Bang!
Wow!

A Thenn swung his flaming weapon at a skeleton that pounced in front of him, and the grease-covered stick instantly ignited the skeleton.

But then two or three zombies holding long swords rushed from the front and stabbed him full of holes in an instant.

It didn't take long before the star-like flames were submerged by the sea of ​​zombies, and thousands of Sen people were killed.

Da da da!
A White Walker came forward, holding an ice spear and riding a zombie warhorse.

It pointed the ice spear in its hand diagonally toward the sky, and the thousands of bloody corpses of the Sen people on the ground opened their eyes, revealing their ice-blue pupils.

The gray clouds in the sky continue to move south, and winter is coming for all living things in Westeros!
(End of this chapter)