Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Soon, terrifying sounds came from the dimly lit cage with only a faint firelight, and the shadows projected on the wall were struggling violently.

Coburn's eyes narrowed slightly, while the little girl Mesalia closed her eyes in fear, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands.

After an unknown amount of time, the cage finally fell silent.

Koben watched the scene before him in silence for a moment. He turned to look at the girl he had adopted. Mesalia still kept her eyes closed, too afraid to look. Koben patted her shoulder, turned her around, and pointed to the door, telling her to go out first.

Even the ruthless Cobain felt that such a scene was not suitable for a girl to see; perhaps every man becomes soft-hearted after having a daughter.

Mesalia did as her grandfather instructed, bowed slightly, and then turned and left the house.

However, before she left, she couldn't help but steal a glance. The deaf-mute little girl's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly closed the door and hid outside.

Now, Coburn stood before the cage. Torches burned quietly inside, and there were ventilation openings overhead. What Coburn saw was an extremely horrific scene: the cage was littered with severed limbs.

The burly prisoner had been torn to pieces by another man, and now he was kneeling on the ground, gnawing on the other man's corpse.

Scales had begun to grow on his body, and his eyes had turned bloodshot. He was facing away from Qyburn, but he had clearly lost his mind.

Not everyone possesses the same strong will as Victalion and Gillian Lannister. Victalion was the commander of the Iron Fleet, and Gillian, who dared to organize a fleet to explore the Valyrian ruins, was no ordinary man either.

"Success."

"Although it's not perfect."

Koben looked at the cruel scene before him, his eyes showing no pity but rather admiration. However, the monster, created from the blood of Victalion, had its demonic nature suppressed by the venom of the Lion-bodied Scorpion-tailed Beast. It was clear that the monster did not have the same robust physique as Victalion, but the difference was not significant.

"As expected of an era of magical revival."

His Majesty the Emperor tasked him with uncovering the secrets of Victarion, which he was unable to do, but he did manage to create a monster like Victarion.

If such a monster could be controlled by humans, it would be an extremely terrifying force.

His Majesty the Emperor and Princess Daenerys rode their dragons north and have not returned for a day. The garrison at the Wall is in an uproar, but fortunately, Queen Rhaenys and her dragons are stationed at the Wall, which has stabilized the morale of the troops.

Dragons are now the morale of the army; everyone knows that if we want to win the war between humans and the White Walkers, dragons are the main force that will determine the outcome of the war.

Then news finally arrived from King's Landing. This time it was from Varys, the Minister of Intelligence. Due to the limitations of information transmission in this era, sometimes there would be a long interval between the arrival and departure of messages.

"So the White Walkers have appeared in Iban."

Viserys looked at the intelligence in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The story of the Long Night often involves the White Walkers, but unexpectedly, the White Walkers did not appear beyond the Wall, but instead parachuted onto the island of Iban.

How did the White Walkers swim across without a boat?

Could it be that the White Walkers can now command the dead to build ships? If that's the case, it's certainly not good news, because if these dead can have such executive power, it means that the gap between their civilization and that of humans will be significantly narrowed.

However, it's worth noting that the intelligence also mentioned dragons, which is also not good news. But Viserys did not connect the Night King's dragon with the ice dragon.

"If the White Walkers had appeared in Iban, would they have stopped attacking the Wall?"

Iban is extremely far away for the Westeros, like reaching the ends of the earth. This island nation is located on the Trembling Sea and not far from the legendary Bone Mountains.

If the White Walkers wanted to march from here to Westeros, it would take them at least a year or two just to walk there.

Moreover, just as the free trade city-states rejected the petition of the nobles of the seven kingdoms back then, there is still a vast Narrow Sea separating us.

What's the panic?

Upon hearing the news of this change of position, the empire's generals all breathed a slight sigh of relief, at least the pressure was not so great.

"We cannot let our guard down."

"The enemy is very cunning."

"The Wall is our best barrier. If we want to protect the people of the Empire from the attacks of the White Walkers, we must keep them outside the Wall."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lord Commander Jeor Mormont of the Night's Watch spoke with a serious expression.

His words make a lot of sense. The Wall is the best barrier that humans can use to stop the White Walkers. If the Wall is breached, there will be no other pass like the Wall to defend.

The last time they were able to defeat the White Walkers in the final battle at the Green Fork was purely by chance.

At that time, the Legion of the Dead, who had broken through the Iron Islands, suddenly appeared behind the Allied forces. Tywin Lannister, the Duke of Casterly Rock, who was stationed in the rear, led his army in a sudden retreat, which directly led to the main force of the Allied forces being attacked from both the front and the rear. The entire battle situation quickly fell into a desperate situation, and there were even signs of total annihilation.

However, at this time, His Majesty rode a dragon to the rear of the army of the dead. No one knows exactly what happened, but the White Walkers later retreated, directly saving the lives of hundreds of thousands of allied soldiers and many nobles from the Seven Kingdoms who participated in the battle.

As Geor Mormont said this, he couldn't help but glance at Viserys, who sat calmly in the middle, wanting to see whether Viserys' expression was one of confidence or fear.

However, Jeo Mormont miscalculated; he saw no expression on Viserys' face. But this might not be a bad thing. He felt a little uneasy, but eventually calmed down.

"To end the Long Night, defeating the White Walkers is the key."

"But the Great Wall must not be lost."

Viserys remained silent for a moment before speaking.

This was also where he hesitated. Theoretically, he had to fly to Iban to help in the battle, but he was worried that the White Walkers would use him as a diversion and take advantage of his absence to breach the Wall.

He was worried about leaving Reynolds and Daenerys to face the Night King, because he had fought this opponent before and knew his cunning, not to mention the rumor that the opponent also had a dragon.

However, just as everyone was discussing, news suddenly came from outside.

The red-robed monk Machir, who had once come to King's Landing on a mission and later traveled north alone, has returned from north of the Wall.

He claimed that he had important business to discuss with His Majesty the Emperor.

Chapter 793 Methods to Repair the Great Wall

"Your Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Valyrian Empire."

A seven-foot-tall, burly man in a red robe with skin as black as tar and a face covered in long, white beard and tattoos of crimson flames across his cheeks and forehead entered the conference room. He then bowed slightly and began to speak.

"I have found a way to repair the Wall of Despair."

Machirro's opening remarks stunned the entire audience, leaving everyone present, including Viserys, momentarily taken aback.

"Hey, you red-robed monk, what did you say?"

"You've found a way to repair the Wall?"

On the other side, Earl Rickard Karstark, the 'Winter Sun' of Karhor, who was the Grand Steward of the North, spoke in a booming voice.

Because of the sudden arrival of the Long Night, Robb Stark, who was originally scheduled to return to Winterfell to assume the post of Lord Warden of the North, was temporarily stranded in King's Landing. Although Robb longed to return to the North and make his mark, he had no choice but to comply, as his mother, Lady Catelyn, wanted the same thing.

Therefore, Rickard Karstark remains the Grand Warden of the North.

His face was filled with disbelief, because the Wall of Despair was over 700 feet and 200 meters high, which was beyond the reach of current construction technology.

Therefore, the people of the North regarded the Wall as a miracle, and Brandon the Builder was thus called a god. He was born in the Age of Heroes, and the Stark family was honored because of Brandon, and he was called the King in the North.

"Yes."

Meanwhile, standing in the conference room facing the gazes of numerous imperial generals, Machiro also straightened his body slightly and glanced at everyone in the room.

Eddard Stark, Rickard Karstark, Jeor Mormont, Prince Oberyn, Commander of the Second Legion of the Empire, Hendry Brecken, representative of the Riverlands, sole heir to the Twins, former treasurer of the Golden Company, and now Earl of Rall's Hall.

Stormlands, on the other hand, sent a female general, Countess Brienne Tass. She was no shorter than the men present, and perhaps even taller. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her blue eyes were scrutinizing everyone...

Machiro already had some understanding of the empire's military commanders, and none of them present were people he could underestimate.

However, his gaze remained fixed on the silver-haired young man in the middle, who was wearing a light robe and a Valyrian steel crown with a glittering red gem in the center.

Viserys still wore a ring with the Targaryen family crest on his finger, stained with some ink. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table for a moment before speaking.

How to fix it?

He didn't ask Machiro where he found the method, because he knew that even if he asked, the other party might not tell the truth. Valantis was the 'eldest daughter of Valyria,' and there were many secrets hidden within her.

When Machirro first came to King's Landing, Melisandre warned Viserys not to trust him too easily.

Unlike her, the fanatical followers of the Crimson Cult were even more fanatical and ruthless, as evidenced by their later seizure of control of Kohol.

Machiro probably hadn't expected Viserys not to ask him where he found these methods, which made him swallow back the words he had prepared, and his tone paused slightly.

"Black Stone".

"magic."

"Dragon Flame".

Then the burly man with flame tattoos all over his bald head spoke in a deep voice, uttering three words.

The combination of black stone, magic, and dragonfire can rebuild the black stone structures of Valyria's glorious civilization.

These structures contain the power of magic and dragonfire, enough to prevent some terrifying things from passing through the Great Wall.

The Valyrians knew how to build these blackstone structures, but it is clear that the Wall predates the rise of the Valyrians. Brandon Stark, the Builder, also did not have dragons, yet he possessed blackstone.

This is a black stone that appears mysteriously in every corner of the known world, wherever there are ancient wonders. Ancient people from all over the world in that era chose this black stone without knowing why, perhaps it contains the secrets of the times.

Before the Wall collapsed, no one knew its internal structure. Now, through the broken and collapsed sections of the Wall, one can still vaguely find traces of the remaining black stone. The 'Builder' Brandon used the black stone as the foundation and then used magic and ancient spells to keep the Wall standing.

Strictly speaking, the method provided by Machiro was not a way to rebuild the Wall, but rather to fill the gap in the Wall using the Valyrian method.

But as long as it works, that's enough.

He had intended to use the excuse that he had found this method from beyond the Great Wall, but Viserys didn't ask, so he naturally didn't say it aloud.

Because the secrets of Blackrock architecture and the forging of Valyrian steel were supposed to have been lost with the destruction of Freehold, but in fact, the city-state of Valanthi still retains copies.

After all, Valantis was the earliest colony of the Freehold, and many Valyrian nobles even lived there.

Therefore, after the cataclysmic disaster, the great empire crumbled overnight, and the methods for forging Valyrian steel and building Blackstone structures were lost to the world, with copies only remaining in Volantis.

However, perhaps due to technological limitations or insurmountable obstacles, Volantis, who claimed to be the heir of Valyria, secretly possessed these secrets but never revealed them to the public or made use of them, keeping them hidden away in a warehouse.

In recent years, some explorers have occasionally claimed to have found a way to make Valyrian steel, but these are all false. Similarly, the craftsmen of Kohol also claimed to have mastered the technology to recast Valyrian steel, but because Valyrian steel is extremely scarce, few people attempt to recast it, so this claim cannot be verified.

However, Kohor has now also fallen into the hands of the Red God Cult of Volantis, and the technology to recast Valyrian steel may have also fallen into Volantis' hands.

Therefore, Machirro claimed that the method he found to repair the Wall of Despair was actually given to him by the High Priest Benello.

As for what the High Priest wanted to achieve, that was beyond the knowledge of a red-robed monk like Machiro.

"Black stone, magic, dragonfire."

The meeting room was completely silent. Many of the imperial generals could neither understand nor comprehend what was being said, for this was a Valyrian secret.

But they all saw the thoughtful expression on Viserys's face; he was the only Valyrian present.

"What reward do you hope to receive by offering it up?"