Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

When the Night King arrived, his face remained expressionless, the flames in his eyes burning quietly. He turned his head and glanced at the silver-haired young man while riding on the back of the ice dragon.

Viserys had always assumed that the Night King was looking at the black stone he carried, something the Night King had been collecting. But Viserys was wrong. The Night King's gaze had been fixed on him the entire time, or more precisely, on the sword at his waist.

Viserys possesses two weapons: the Cloud Dragon Spear, forged entirely from Valyrian steel, which is currently the largest and heaviest known dragon steel weapon in the world; and the longsword 'Twilight,' forged from the heart of the Red Comet.

The Night King had been keeping an eye on the longsword 'Twilight' at his waist, but no one knew what he was really planning.

Then, it seemed they had finally reached their destination, and the Night King, riding an ice dragon, landed in a large, unnamed valley.

Viserys' expression tightened slightly upon seeing this, and he secretly became more vigilant. At the same time, he used telepathy to warn Balerion to be careful, as things would not be so easy from here on out. Since the Night King had lured him here, he must have ill intentions.

However, since he was already there, Viserys decided to make the best of it. He had been chasing the Night King for almost half a month, so he naturally wouldn't back down now that he was at the door. Therefore, he rode his mount into the valley, and then the dragon spread its wings and slowly descended from the sky.

"Is this the White Walkers' lair?"

Bellerion carried Viserys into the enormous valley, and Viserys, sitting on the dragon's back, glanced around briefly.

Before them lay a vast, open space, and in the center of this space stood an ancient, icy altar. The White Walkers seemed to enjoy presiding over strange rituals and constructing altars. These phenomena had already appeared during the First War between humans and the White Walkers, such as building a mound of human heads, forming a bizarre array of arms, or having a human corpse lie quietly on the ground and then suddenly emit a sharp howl.

These were the work of the White Walkers, and Viserys didn't know what their purpose was in doing them, but he guessed that they might be offering them as sacrifices to their gods.

Based on Viserys' understanding of the White Walkers, they seemed to never do anything pointless, and everything they did had its own purpose.

This ancient, icy altar stands quietly in the center of the valley, as if it were the center of the world, with bright sunlight shining down and snowflakes falling.

The Night King jumped off the dragon's back, then turned and looked at Viserys one last time before ascending the altar.

Chapter 888 Encounter

The Night King ascended the massive, ancient ice altar, then turned and glanced back at Viserys.

What does it want to do?

The two men, though far apart, locked eyes. The silver-haired youth, clad in silver Valyrian steel armor, couldn't help but take two steps forward, gripping his dragon spear tightly, instinctively feeling a bad premonition.

"Belle Rien!"

"Stop it!"

Then Viserys whispered a command.

"Roar--"

Upon hearing his words, the black dragon beside him immediately understood and responded with a low roar. It raised its head high, opened its huge mouth, and a flame ignited in its throat.

boom--

The next second, black dragon flames spewed out, sweeping across the sky and heading straight for the Night King.

But Bellerion's dragonfire failed to harm its opponent. It turned out that the ice dragon controlled by the Night King was not to be outdone. It let out a low growl, spread its wings, and crawled forward two steps.

"Roar."

Then, the dragon flames that also spewed out icy blue energy collided violently with the dragon flames of the Black Death, protecting their master.

Damn it!

However, Viserys did not hesitate upon seeing this. Holding the Valyrian Steel Dragon Spear, he charged directly at his old rival.

Meanwhile, the Night King had already ascended to the top of the Ice Altar, where a black, oily stone the size of a human head was placed.

All such mysterious stones in the world seem to be this size, including the Sea Stone, which has been a symbol of the Iron Kingdom throughout history, and its core is also identical.

The roar of a dragon came from behind. The Night King did not turn around. He raised his hand and reached for the black stone on the ice altar. Meanwhile, Viserys, who was running towards them, saw this and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't know what the Night King wanted to do, but stopping the enemy from doing what they wanted to do was definitely the right thing to do.

"Go to hell."

bang——

Then he raised his hand, aimed at the Night King's back, and suddenly hurled the Valyrian Steel Dragon Spear in his hand like a javelin.

Call ~

The shaft of the Dragon-Slaying Spear is engraved with cloud patterns, so after this legendary weapon was completed, many people also called it the 'Dragon Spear in the Clouds'.

Because the name His Majesty the Emperor himself chose was so taboo that ordinary people dared not mention it casually, it was commonly referred to as "Dragon Spear in the Clouds".

The heavy, pure metal dragon spear was suddenly thrown from Viserys's hand, like a shoulder-launched Stinger missile, making a dull whistling sound as it flew straight toward the Night King's back without any deviation.

Hearing the sound of something cutting through the air behind him, the Night King paused for a moment.

Her eyes, burning with icy flames, tilted slightly to the side, but her face remained calm, as if nothing could change its expression.

The dragon spear flew from a very dangerous position. Because Viserys possessed the ability of the Eye of Insight, he aimed his spear at a tricky angle, targeting the Night King's back while also locking onto the black stone.

If the Night King chooses to dodge, the dragon spear will be stuck directly into the black stone. If the Night King does not dodge, it will be strung together like a candied hawthorn, piercing through the black stone along with the spear.

Now that they had captured their opponent, the mysterious black stone was no longer of any use, so Viserys didn't care and didn't mind destroying it.

This... is the source of all evil.

However, just as the Night King's hand paused slightly near the black stone, and his eyes glanced back at the spear he was throwing, the young man with long silver-gold hair in the distance suddenly vanished.

Upon seeing this, the icy flames in the Night King's eyes flickered slightly.

But the next second, before the Night King could even react to what was happening, a scarlet longsword pierced straight into its chest from the front.

Call ~

Viserys' figure appeared as black mist, his face calm and composed. His sword strikes were incredibly fast, leaving afterimages. In fact, even the most elite human swordsmen did not possess such speed.

Because Viserys had already transcended the mortal realm, he was a master who had reached the pinnacle in every aspect and could no longer break through—strength, physique, agility, and spirit. This was also a surprise he gave the Night King.

For so many years, Viserys has rarely taken action personally, keeping a low profile and waiting for this day.

"die."

His sword pierced the Night King's chest, and the Night King, having not fought Viserys one-on-one for so long, was somewhat out of sync with his opponent's pace.

Faced with this stunning sword strike, the icy flames in the eyes of the White Walker leader fluctuated violently. Clearly, it was also startled. It was only because of the White Walkers' inability to speak that it was startled; otherwise, it might have cried out in surprise.

However, although the Night King was startled by Viserys' sudden sword strike, its reaction speed was still quite fast.

Faced with a dangerous situation with a sword in front and a spear behind, it did not hesitate to abandon the black stone in front of it, choosing to save its life first.

The Night King suddenly rolled to the side to dodge Viserys's sword, his icy armor making a sound, while the dragon spear flying from behind arrived in an instant; everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The dragon spear, made entirely of Valyrian steel, weighs over a hundred pounds. For an ordinary person, it would be difficult to even lift it, let alone wield it to kill enemies.

Therefore, Viserys only wore the dragon spear when riding a dragon, as it was easy for him to lose his balance and tip over while riding a horse.

However, at that moment, the heavy dragon spear, thrown with great force by Viserys, flew straight toward the Night King. The Night King dodged, and the black stone placed at the core of the altar was left wide open and without any protection.

clang--

The dragon spear and the black stone collided violently, producing a deafening roar and even sparks flying.

However, the collision between the dragon spear and the black stone did not produce the scene Viserys had envisioned, which even made him slightly stunned.

The Cloud Dragon Spear did not pierce the black stone, let alone shatter it; it didn't even leave a scratch on the oily surface.

Valyrian steel is recognized as the sharpest, hardest, and most stable substance in the world.

They are made into weapons that can cut through gold and jade, and shave iron like mud. Even if they cut through ten thousand swords, they will not dull. They will not age even after being stored for thousands of years. This is why a weapon made of Valyrian steel is priceless and can be a family heirloom.

Viserys had never tried piercing this black stone with a dragonsteel weapon before. He thought that this mysterious stone might be very strong, otherwise gods such as the Old Gods and the Drowned Gods would have only chosen to suppress it instead of destroying it directly.

But he did not expect that Valyrian steel, the hardest and sharpest steel in the world, would attack the black stone and leave it completely unharmed.

Chapter 889 Meteorite

"So hard?"

Viserys was slightly taken aback and didn't react for a moment.

Since Valyrian steel is already the sharpest and hardest substance in the world, if even it cannot harm this black stone, then what could possibly destroy it?

Is this why the gods only suppressed these black stones but did not destroy them?

Even the gods cannot destroy it?

However, Viserys was distracted for a second, but the Night King was not. It seemed that it already knew that the dragon spear could not penetrate the black stone, and took advantage of the moment when Viserys was distracted to raise its hand and slam it hard on the black stone.

"Ok?"

"Oops."

Viserys saw the Night King finally place his hand on the black stone and instinctively sensed danger, because the Night King had been trying to do the same thing, only to be stopped by Viserys.

But he hesitated for a moment, giving his opponent this opportunity. The Night King placed his palm on the black stone, which seemed to come alive and immediately emitted a faint glow.

"what happens?"

Viserys's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing this, and he became more vigilant.

The black stone had been in his hands for some time, yet in Viserys's hands it was completely lifeless, showing no magical properties whatsoever.

Even if you throw it on the grass by the roadside, no one will give it a second glance.

Besides its unique magnetic field, those with weak willpower and mental strength will die inexplicably, while creatures with enough mental strength to resist this magnetic field will slowly become corrupted and mixed with the power of the White Walkers.

What it will ultimately become, no one knows—a White Walker? Or perhaps a slave to this stone?

Because Dr. Marvin, Melisandre, and others who possess this qualification do not want to try, no one knows what they will become after a complete transformation.

However, now that the Night King has placed his hand on this black stone, the stone has changed. It turns out that only the White Walkers know how to use this kind of black stone. The power between the two seems to be of the same origin, which is that nameless icy blue flame.

The black stone shimmered with blue light, its surface ablaze with icy flames, and the entire ice altar shone brightly, as if the energy it contained had been fully unleashed.

Rumbling--

A translucent, icy blue beam of light shot into the sky, soaring straight into the clouds with a tremendous roar, its shockwaves spreading outwards and visible from hundreds of miles away.

Unfortunately, this place is located in the heart of the Eternal Winter Land, and there are no traces of human activity, not to mention within a hundred miles or even further afield.

Meanwhile, Bellerion, who was fighting an ice dragon outside the Ice Altar, saw this scene and let out a low growl. He was extremely sensitive to magical auras and sensed that Viserys was in danger, so he wanted to rescue him.

"Ho-"

Bellerion's dark dragonfire bombarded the blue pillar of light rising from the ice altar, but it remained unharmed; its dragonfire was insufficient to destroy the ancient altar.

If Benjen were here, he might look familiar, because he once rode an old horse and followed a White Walker, who led him to this valley with a black stone.