Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

The ice altar that the White Walkers secretly built beneath Braavos turned out to be a teleportation array, and no one knew where the other end of the array led.

But at this moment, a large number of White Walkers surged out from within. The followers of the Cult of Evil, the masters of this place, realized that something terrible had happened and tried to turn around and escape, but they were instantly overwhelmed by the surging tide of corpses. They didn't even have time to scream before they were torn to pieces by the white walkers and stuffed into their bellies.

The situation is out of control.

Ever since the disguised White Walker placed a fragment of black stone on the altar, and the icy blue light began to shoot into the sky, the situation in Braavos had spiraled out of control. Although the human side reacted extremely quickly, and the Sea King of Braavos decisively ordered the mobilization of troops to investigate, it was too late.

"Rush over there and see what happened."

A commander in the Braavos army ordered his men to go forward and see what was happening. Although the men were dissatisfied, they dared not object, so they could only grit their teeth and lead their soldiers toward the pillar of light.

"This is the Isle of Gods."

"Could it be that the gods in heaven finally couldn't bear to see the suffering of the world anymore, and then they showed their power?"

He led his soldiers, gripping their spears and shields tightly, slowly approaching that direction. His palms were sweaty. He could only hope for the best, because that was the only way he could muster the courage to walk towards that direction.

However, at that moment, he seemed to vaguely hear some chaotic and noisy sounds, which seemed to be coming from the ground beneath his feet.

What was that sound?

The low-ranking commander of Braavos was momentarily stunned, but then his feet began to tremble violently, and then, like a volcanic eruption, a large number of ghouls spewed out from the ground!

"Fuck me!"

"By the gods!"

The soldiers in front were instantly engulfed by the horde of zombies, while the commander of Braavos at the rear felt his scalp tingle.

He had been staying in Braavos since the long night began, and had never even seen what the White Walkers looked like, let alone witnessed such a scene.

"Don't panic!"

"Don't panic!"

"Hold on!"

He brandished his longsword and shouted orders to his soldiers, but to no avail. The soldiers collapsed in an instant, before they even had time to react.

It wasn't that the soldiers of Braavos didn't put up a fight, but rather that the events unfolded so suddenly that no one was prepared.

It's important to understand that the garrison troops left behind in Braavos are different from the human allied soldiers currently on the Great Grass Sea. Those human soldiers at the forefront are the most elite troops from each city-state, and they have actually fought against the Legion of the Dead, possessing the experience and psychological foundation to deal with these scum.

But these people were different; they never imagined that one day a horde of zombies would suddenly erupt from the center of Braavos.

Therefore, Braavos's commander shouted desperately and even drew his sword to kill deserters, but he still could not stop the army's rapid collapse. In the end, he could only stomp his foot and join the ranks of the fleeing soldiers.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Anyone who blocks the way shall die!"

The commanders of Braavos also began to abandon their positions and flee, making the surging tide of corpses even more unstoppable. The soldiers all faced the enemy with their backs, how could they possibly withstand it?

Of course, if even the commander has taken the lead in fleeing, then even if the remaining Braavos people want to fight to the death to defend their homeland, there is nothing they can do.

Ultimately, they could only be overwhelmed by the horde of zombies, and then, when the cold wind blew again, they would rise again to become a member of the Night King's army.

...

The sounds of wailing and screams filled the air as people scrambled to escape. Those outside, unaware of what was happening, huddled together, but the ghouls behind them wouldn't stop, pouncing and tearing at them like mad dogs...

If viewed from the sky, one could see that the horde of corpses radiated outwards from the Isle of Gods, with countless ghouls constantly pouring out, and a biting wind blowing, with countless fresh ghouls rising from the ground.

"What's the situation now?"

Aquaman has now escaped to the surface of the sea by ship. Although many Braavos people are still unaware of what has happened, it is clear that Aquaman, as the leader of Braavos, is not one of them.

He had obtained complete intelligence long ago and knew exactly what had happened underground on the Isle of Gods.

There was a teleportation array there, or perhaps it was simply the gates of hell, from which a continuous stream of ghouls poured out, seemingly without end.

Braavos, being the leading free-trading city-state, experienced a brief period of panic after the crisis, but quickly regained its composure.

They first investigated where the incident occurred and learned that it was the palace of a forgotten minor god, the Father of All Waters. Subsequently, the Faceless Ones of the House of Black and White were mobilized and quickly found a believer who had not attended the gathering of this evil god because he had some diarrhea that day.

The Faceless Men used various means to quickly extract all the information about the entire affair from the other side, learning that the White Walkers had been eyeing Braavos for a long time and had built a hidden ice altar beneath the city.

"altar?"

Braavos, aboard the Uthero, heard the whole story and fell into deep thought.

He has now escaped to the sea, where his safety is somewhat guaranteed. However, he has not allowed the city to fall, since all his power comes from here. If Braavos is destroyed, he will be nothing. Therefore, he is still deploying troops and trying his best to stop the zombie horde from spreading further.

"If we can destroy the altar, is there still a chance to stop the White Walkers?"

Thormo Frega spoke, and the expressions of the people on the ship changed upon hearing his words.

Theoretically, this is certainly possible. As long as the altar is destroyed, there aren't too many ghouls pouring into Braavos through the teleportation array. If we play it safe, we still have a chance to turn the tide.

But no one wanted to take on the mission, since it was no different from suicide. Besides, they couldn't even stop the zombie horde, so how could they possibly bypass these dead people to destroy the altar?

“I’m willing to go, Lord Neptune.”

At this moment, Thormo Frega's chief swordsman, a thin middle-aged man, gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"But you need to give me a squad of suicide soldiers, and bring me wildfire."

Wildfire is an important tool in the fight against the White Walkers, and the Empire gifted some wildfire to its allies to help them resist the White Walker invasion. However, it never expected to come in handy at this time.

"it is good!"

Thormo Frega, seeing his personal guard who had followed him for years, didn't stand on ceremony. After all, this wasn't the time for sentimentality. He waved his hand, instructing his men to prepare according to the other's needs. The chief swordsman then bowed slightly and withdrew.

Chapter 851 The Fall of Braavos

On the other side of the Braavos underground teleportation array lies an unknown land, where Benjen, Lyanna, and others are queuing amidst a vast horde of zombies, waiting to enter the teleportation array.

What is the purpose of this altar?

"It seems different from the ice altar we saw last time in the Land of Eternal Winter?"

Banyan asked.

The last time he saw a White Walker-built ice altar in an unnamed valley in the Land of Everwinter, a land that had never been recorded on any human map.

As for the gods worshipped by the White Walkers, no one knows. The Cult of Red Gods claims to be ancient gods, the gods of darkness, cold, and death, but these are just human speculations. No one knows except the White Walkers, and even the White Walkers themselves don't know. Perhaps only the Night King knows what they are worshipping.

However, the newly built ice altar this time is different from the one Banyan saw last time. The specific forms of manifestation are different. One burns ice flames, while the other rises with light. But the 'raw materials' that drive the ice altar are the same: a mysterious oily black stone.

This stone is of little use to humans, perhaps because humans have not yet explored its potential. At most, it might be something like Lyanna's, who might wear a small piece on her body and still retain her sanity when she is resurrected by the Night King.

But this is useless to most people. After all, no one wants to die if they can live. Benjen has been a ghoul for several years and is the most qualified to speak on this matter. He has almost forgotten his identity several times and nearly became a ghoul in real life.

Therefore, this stone can only fully exert its power in the hands of the White Walkers.

Benjen and Lyanna didn't know what would happen after they stepped into the pillar of light, but they were swept up by the horde of zombies and had no choice but to grit their teeth and keep moving forward.

Then, as the siblings passed through the towering pillar of light, they felt as if all their senses had vanished.

The surroundings were pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. You couldn't see or hear anything, and you weren't even sure if you still existed. It was an absolute darkness and silence that lasted for an unknown amount of time, perhaps several days or perhaps just a breath.

However, just as Benjen and Lyanna were about to break down in the extreme silence, a chaotic and noisy sound suddenly filled their ears.

"Roar--"

The mindless ghouls could endure the long torment while crossing the teleportation array, and were therefore unaffected. All the ghouls that smelled the life force went mad, roaring and rushing forward desperately.

These ghouls have been 'starving' for a long time.

Because on another continent, life has been extinguished. Theon the Wolf, a historically renowned King of Winter, led his army of the dead to slay the land, killing everyone and turning them into part of the undead army.

Sadly, this strange civilization, which connected Westeros and was located on another part of the Land of Everwinter, vanished without ever making contact with this world, leaving behind only ruins for future generations to explore and uncover the secrets of this lost civilization.

However, it is precisely because of this that so many wights came to Braavos through the teleportation array after the White Walkers destroyed the other side of the land of eternal winter. This was not just a simple matter of destroying a country or a people, but rather the destruction of an entire unknown continent at an astonishing speed.

In fact, the situation is similar in the central heartland of the continent of Essos today. The Legion of Death is expanding rapidly, and before the formation of the Allied Forces, human resistance was simply futile. If the continent of Essos were not so vast and human civilization were not relatively more advanced, it would probably have perished long ago.

"This is where?"

"The ruins of a city?"

Benjen and his sister Lyanna suddenly arrived in Braavos from another distant continent via a teleportation array. They were somewhat confused and did not know where they were.

However, the ghouls beside them wouldn't let them stand still, constantly pulling them along as they rushed outside.

What Banyan and his companion could see at that moment was a city ruin, with collapsed buildings, burning green flames, and shocking traces of explosions. The sound of footsteps was chaotic, and there were ghouls everywhere. A figure with a somewhat mutilated body, with a thin sword at his waist, staggered to his feet.

The war has been going on for who knows how long, and Benjen and Lyanna were among the later ones to enter the teleportation array. So when they arrived in Braavos, they were even a little hesitant to recognize where they were.

But just then, a bowstring snapped open from the darkness, and a huge crossbow bolt pierced the darkness, carrying a strong wind, and flew toward Lyanna.

"Get out of the way!"

Benjen reacted extremely quickly. He shuddered upon hearing the sound and immediately tackled his sister to the ground. Before Lyanna could even react, a crossbow bolt with a dragon crystal spearhead slammed into the ruins of a burning house nearby.

"Can ghouls save people?"

A Braavos soldier operating a giant crossbow in the distance was utterly astonished by what he saw; they had never imagined that a wight would actually take the initiative to save someone.

After suffering heavy losses, the Braavos people emerged from their initial state of confusion and displayed a tenacious will. They desperately resisted the rolling horde of zombies and even gained the upper hand at one point, just when the wildfire exploded. However, they were subsequently suppressed and continued to suffer defeats.

However, the resistance of the Braavos was not in vain. Viserys ordered all the city-states in the human alliance to speed up the construction of giant crossbows. These newly built giant crossbows, which unleashed the potential of humanity, played a crucial role in conjunction with the dragon crystal bolts.

The garrison of Braavos had already killed several White Walkers using giant crossbows, and now all the White Walkers were no longer showing themselves. That's why Lyanna had just stepped out of the teleportation array and hadn't even had time to react before she was met with a head-on attack.

However, none of that matters anymore, because the war is over.

The Night King, who had been missing for a long time, appeared in the sky above Braavos. He rode a huge ice dragon, wore an ice crown, and had ice-blue flames burning in his eyes. He calmly looked down at the human city-states below, which had fallen to the enemy.

Huhu~

Several dragon crystal crossbow bolts shot into the sky, but froze in mid-air and fell back down.

Then the ice dragon let out a low roar and swooped down from the sky, unleashing a torrent of icy blue flames mixed with frosty white mist.

Chapter 852 Bad News Arrives

The Night King appeared in the night sky of Braavos riding an ice dragon, announcing the complete end of the war.

The White Walkers outmaneuvered the human alliance with incredible skill, appearing directly in Braavos and destroying a crucial city for the human forces.

When Aquaman, aboard the Uthero, saw the ice dragon appear on the sea, he knew that the war was over, and he ordered the ship to turn around and leave Braavos.