Game of Thrones: Roar of the Dragon

The Land of Eternal Winter is located beyond the Wall, the northernmost known region of Westeros.

The Frostfangs and several large lakes separate the Land of Everwinter from the Haunted Forest, so named because it is always shrouded in winter and permanently frozen.

The Land of Neverwinter is largely unexplored, and even the hardiest Thenns live only on its fringes.

In the northernmost part of the Land of Eternal Winter, as if at the end of the entire world, there is a looming ice world that seems isolated from the rest of the world.

This ice world is made up entirely of various ice crystal buildings, and it looks truly magnificent.

But no creature can survive in such an extremely cold place, except for a White Walker.

All kinds of ordinary White Walkers and White Walker warriors were seen moving around in an orderly manner. They lived a normal life here just like the people of the Seven Kingdoms.

Wow!
Click!

Suddenly, a column of blood light that shot straight into the sky erupted in the center of the Ice City, in the Ice Temple, which was also the most sacred in the eyes of the White Walkers.

The Ice Temple built of eternal ice crystals collapsed in the fierce column of blood and light.

A huge ice crystal snake that looked like a python rose from the ruined ice temple and suddenly flew towards the south.

All the White Walkers immediately knelt down when they saw the Ice Serpent, staring at the god's perfect posture and worshiping him devoutly.

However, they discovered that the ice crystal snake, which was originally mostly white ice crystals with a small amount of black and gray, was now stained with a layer of blood red.

Bang!
When the ice crystal snake soaring in the sky was about to leave this ice world, it suddenly crashed into the air with a loud noise.

Then a tiny crack appeared in the sky and disappeared in an instant.

The ice crystal snake smashed the ice crystal's head so that it was full of cracks, and ice crystal fragments fell from the cracks from time to time.

After this collision, the Ice Crystal Snake seemed to have recovered from its previous crazy state.

He looked at the blood-red color covering his divine body and let out an angry roar that resounded throughout the ice world: "Jacaerys Targaryen!
No matter if it takes a hundred years or a thousand years, I will come out to find you in person once I have accumulated enough strength!"

……

In the North, outside Winterfell.

When the body of the ancient god was killed by Jacaerys, the thick clouds that originally covered the upper half of the northern region dissipated in a short period of time.

The sun, which had been blocked for a long time, appeared again and cast its warm rays upon the earth.

In just a short moment, tens of thousands of northern nobles and civilians in Winterfell felt like they had returned from the cold winter to the warm spring.

All the wounded and bleeding soldiers inside the East Gate, as well as those whose blood and energy were forcibly absorbed by Womax's new orange-bar ability.

The bleeding stopped instantly with a wave of Jakaris's hand, and then the blood and light column surrounding his body suddenly sank into Womax's body.

Wow!
This blood-energy light column formed by the blood of tens of thousands of people is incredibly powerful.

Although most of it was consumed, the remaining small part of the blood energy column still exuded a powerful pressure.

After Womax completely absorbed the blood and energy pillar, the horrific injuries from the giant ice spikes piercing his chest and back were healed.
Amidst the glow of blood, he was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the changes in his body, Womax lowered his huge dragon head and stared at the glowing red light on his chest and abdomen with his dragon pupils.

You can see that its dragon pupils are full of doubts, which looks extremely human.

However, Jekaris did not notice the changes in Womax at this moment. He was eager to look at the entry panel which had undergone amazing changes.

[Pet name: Vermax, owner: Jacaerys Velaryon.

Body length: 72.35 meters, wingspan: 148.71 meters.

Pet Entry Box: 10/10.

Item quality: Blood-eating transformation (orange): Food intake +1000%, growth rate +1000%
Supernatural power: Devour the blood within a certain range and transform it into one's own divine power.

Note: Blood is the source of power for all life!

Blood and Fire (Purple): Fire resistance +100%
Features: The pet shares fire resistance with its owner.

Valyria Dragon King (Purple): Dragon creature attack damage +100%, Dragon power +100%
Features: Tame dragon servants with the power of the Dragon King (Number of dragon servants: 3/3)

Dragon Power (Purple): Provides the owner with a 100% Dragon Power bonus.

Dragon Phantom (Purple): Agility +100%
Features: Burning dragon blood to gain explosive flying speed.

Dragon Slayer (Blue): Damage to dragon creatures +50%
Hard Skin (Blue): Defense +50%
Fragrance of Grass and Trees (Green): Wood attribute attack +20%
Masochism (Green): Defense +20%, Attack -20%
Diet (green): Food intake -20%
Current entry points: 138412]

Blood-eating transformation...

This is the powerful skill I used before to consume and absorb blood, um, magical power.

Judging from the effect alone, this orange item is definitely a mythical level enhancement.

But... the name of this entry and the magical powers attached to it are incompatible with this world.

So, is this because my way of cognition is still mostly that of a Chinese in my previous life, and I am changing it into a way of cognition that I am familiar with?
Or... this golden finger originally looked like this.

When I was weak, I put on a layer of disguise, but starting from the purple entry, my true face began to be revealed little by little.

The so-called interaction with reality will be discovered by the gods of this world and cause a lot of trouble.

Now that I have reached the orange entry, I might as well be frank and stop pretending!

So, I am really a minion of the evil god from another world?

Alas, it doesn’t matter anymore!

As he thought about it, Jakaris suddenly sighed heavily.

He had just heard the secrets of the ancient gods and knew that no matter whether it was the children of the forest or humans, in the eyes of the gods they were nothing more than snacks and playthings kept by them.

Although R'hllor sounds a little different at first,
But in reality, he has changed from an ancient god who demanded power from heaven and earth to a new god who demanded faith from the children of the forest and humans.

Look at the battle between the Temple of the Lord of Light and other gods and false gods in Westeros.

I'm afraid that in addition to the lethality being far lower than the ancient wars of gods, the bloodiness may be even greater.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Jakaris, a minion of the evil god from another world, they would have fought to the death, let alone united.

So in the TV series of the previous life, it was more than one hundred and eighty years later.

The gods have completely disappeared from the sight of ordinary people, and even dragons and magic only exist in legends.

The power that Jakaris now has is his only reliance to live freely in this world.

Of course, after this incident, he could no longer trust this entry panel as freely as before.

Killing the body of the ancient god obtained exactly 100,000 entry points.

In the past, when Jakaris saw the enormous power of the orange item, he would have been eager to upgrade it again.

But now, he felt that the power he had now was enough.

Apart from actually facing the ancient god, there is nothing in this world that can threaten his life.

So he put the matter of upgrading the entries on hold for the time being while he thought about it carefully.

perhaps……

Can he use this power, combined with the methods of becoming a god in this world, to carve out a path of his own?
Hooray, hooray!
"Jay! Are you okay???"

Just as Jacaris was lost in thought, Benilla flew from the city to Vermax on Moon Dance.
With an anxious look on his face, he shouted loudly towards the dragon saddle of Womax. "Benila, not only am I fine, I'm in better shape than ever before!"

Turning around and seeing Benilla's anxious face, Jacaerys came back to his senses and smiled and answered.

But his words were not just to comfort Bernila.

Jakaris clenched his fists as he spoke, and immediately felt a surge of blood and energy flowing through his body.

It seems that magical powers are magical powers. Although they are not specifically marked, they greatly enhance Jakaris's power.

“It’s okay!
So are we going to land at Winterfell now, or go directly back to King's Landing?"

After hearing what Jakaris said, Benilla opened her mouth to say something else, but then she remembered Jakaris's subversive battle with the ancient god.

She finally just asked Jacaerys what to do next.

"Rest in Winterfell today. I just need to meet Cregan."

"it is good!"

Benilla nodded obediently and answered, then controlled Moon Dancer to fly towards Winterfell.

And Vermax's huge body could not land in Winterfell, which was very small compared to King's Landing.

But don't be afraid, a surge of blood suddenly rose from Jakaris.

The next moment, he rushed towards Winterfell like a jet plane, dragging a bloody tail of flames.

Since the children of the forest outside the city disappeared without a trace at some point, the vines and branches blocking the back of the East Gate had already withered and dried up.

A large number of northern nobles, soldiers, and civilians had already flocked to the East City Gate.

I want to meet His Majesty the Dragon God who protects the entire Winterfell, the entire North, and even Westeros.

"Greetings to His Majesty Jacaerys Targaryen!"

As they watched the bloody figure fly to the wall of Winterfell and stand proudly, everyone knelt on their knees in submission and paid homage to Jacaerys at the loudest of voices.

Ok?
Jakaris is now accustomed to this kind of situation.

But suddenly, his eyes, which were wrapped in blood, discovered a world that was completely different from before.

I saw wisps of colorful smoke rising from the many northerners who were kneeling on the ground.

These colorful smokes are thick and thin, some are as thin as hair and cannot be seen at all without careful observation.

Most of the thick ones are as thick as chopsticks, and the thickest one is as thick as an adult's thumb.

It came from Lord Cregan, who was staring at Jakaris with a grateful look on his face.

So, is this the power of faith?

As soon as he thought about it, Jakaris guessed what the colorful smoke was.

Those ordinary civilians in the North probably had both respect and fear for me because I saved them.

They can only be considered the most basic and shallow believers.

And those northern nobles and soldiers can be regarded as the beneficiaries of the new laws promulgated by Jacaerys.

Because Jakaris saved their lives and property, they worshipped him to a certain extent.

They can be considered true believers of a higher level.

As for Duke Creggan, Jacaerys guessed that the extent of his faith might be related to his personality.

He attached too much importance to Winterfell and the entire North, and always adhered to the ancestral teachings of the Stark family to resist the death sweeping from the Far North.

After seeing the hellish sea of ​​zombies,
He was sincerely grateful and admired Jacaerys for saving everyone and the North.

This is totally a fanatic.

Jacaerys could see now, but he had no idea how to use the power of faith.

So he could only watch the smoke of the power of faith surrounding him.

Then, as time passed, it gradually dissipated between heaven and earth at an imperceptible speed.

Although it seemed like something that belonged to him was wasted, Jakaris knew that this matter could not be rushed.

After calming his mind, he jumped down from the city wall of Dongcheng District.

“Creggan, the White Walkers and that evil god have been destroyed by me.

But this is only temporary, their nests are hidden in the land of eternal winter outside the Great Wall.

You, Lord of Winterfell, Warden of the North, Cregan Stark.

From today on, in addition to shouldering the responsibility of guarding the North, you will also shoulder the heavy responsibility of completely exterminating the White Walkers and the evil gods. "

With blood all over his body, Jacaris walked up to Duke Creggan with an astonishing aura that made ordinary people unable to raise their heads.

Then he began to speak. Although his voice was not very loud, everyone could hear it clearly due to the blessing of his blood and energy.

When Duke Creggan heard this, he thought of Barry who died protecting him.

A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he answered with a firm face: "Your Majesty Jacaerys, please put it down.

I will watch over the North and fight the White Walkers and the evil gods to the death!"

"Very good, your answer satisfies me very much."

"Your Majesty, I have a request."

Just as Jacaerys nodded in satisfaction and gave a compliment, he heard Duke Creggan make a request.

"Tell me!"

“I heard that Prince Lucerys and his dragon helped rebuild the Twins.

I would like to ask you to send two, no, one dragon to help me rebuild the Great Wall."

"Rebuilding the Great Wall?
To be honest, it is very difficult to rebuild the Great Wall with the current productivity of the seven countries.

More than eight thousand years ago, your Stark ancestors must have used magical powers when they built the Wall.

Besides, what's the point of rebuilding the Great Wall?"

"significance……"

Cregan was stunned when he heard Jakaris' question.

Indeed, the Great Wall now seems to have become meaningless.

“Cregen, take advantage of this rare time to rest and recuperate!
Next time, I will take you to the Land of Eternal Winter to slay the evil god!"

In King's Landing, tens of thousands of Northern soldiers and civilians had their bleeding stopped thanks to the blood power performed by Jacaerys.

However, the pain in the body could not just disappear. The wailing sounds continued one after another. The soldiers from the seven countries with lighter injuries were rescuing the more seriously injured.

But when Jakaris said this, they all forgot the pain and felt the infinite light emanating from Jakaris!
It was as if he was a god who could bring hope to everyone again! (End of this chapter)