Elden Gulong in American comics

Anyway, King Gefulei said that any city that dared to resist would kill all the nobles in it. After killing them all, the wealth and land would be distributed to the soldiers. This extremely barbaric method also inspired the ferocity of the soldiers.

But today, after Sidi got up from the bed, he heard a noise coming from outside, as if someone was shouting.

He put on a pair of trousers hastily and walked out of the room. There was still blood on the ground here. The Warley family's resistance was fierce, but to the savage army, it was no different than using a mantis as a chariot.

In the distance, several savages were waving their arms and chattering.

"Green Seer... the insects hiding in the east will only use such inferior methods."

That kind of rotten tree has no mysterious power and is a symbol of the old gods. It is called the heart tree.

"The Heart Tree has given us a revelation. Whether the White Walkers have been conquered or not, we are still plotting a terrifying conspiracy."

"The gods under the land are powerful, but some gods under the sea have no power left."

"This is an existence comparable to gods!"

After hearing these words, the savages were not only suspicious, but also laughed:

"Our clan's mission will surely be completed."

The strange ghost wearing a hood pulled out his sword and said in a strange voice that was like the collision of ice crystals. Then he left the crowd indifferently, leaving only the bodies of the eight shapechangers turned into ice sculptures.

But in the last moment, we felt an unbearable chill, as if we had returned to the Seri from the cool riverlands. The savages were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed slightly.

"Your Majesty, give me your life for your life."

We pretended to be crazy, telling the wildlings around us that the White Walkers wanted to eat people, and that the White Walkers relied on King Brandon to carry out small conspiracies.

Gu Long recognized them. These people were all shapechangers among the savages, and they were rare magic units.

Seeing that the savages were suspicious, the shapechanger shouted in a low voice: "Don't be suspicious, was the king of the kneeling man actually poisoned to death?!"

Steve glanced at the sea above. As I got further away from the land, a bad feeling became more and more obvious.

But when the savages screamed, they saw a light blue long sword piercing the body of a shapechanger. A layer of white frost dissolved from the body of the other person, and it actually turned into an ice sculpture on the spot.

"Disturb the morale of the army, kill!"

Just as Sidi was flying, a huge tentacle stretched out from the water above, like slapping it over at Sidi!

We took a slight detour back to Slaver's Bay by sea. Although that journey took longer, Zeng Hang recalled what the green prophet said when I left.

"The movement you made was too small and attracted the attention of some gods."

Zeng Hang still knows that in the eyes of other gods, he has become a ball of sweet but thorny delicacy. Although I have shown great strength, for gods, there is always no timidity that dares to test it later. .

At this moment, Sidi finished the mission and was flying south along the sea. There was not much movement after that, so I chose to take another way back that time.

Although Joffe and Brandon were more powerful than each other, the savages also knew that it was easy to hide from open fire but hard to guard against hidden attacks, so there were no messages to spread among the crowd.

Zeng Hang's fists clenched and unclenched, and he glanced at Ge Fulei coldly: "Go away."

"Like the Drowned God."

"The White Walkers are going to eat people!"

"Are they confused? How is it possible that no one can harm King Brandon?"

Zeng Hang moved his fingers, and I was trying hard to suppress my temper. The lion prime minister appeared in front of me and put his paws under Brandon's shoulders.

Zeng Hangyou sat under the throne. The seven limbs of a strange ghost above him were removed, and only the body was still squirming. The strange ghost Grover stood aside and explained to Zeng Hangyou.

The Tully family, the former lords of Riverrun, believed in the old gods. There was no godswood in their home, and the center of the godswood was a weirwood with a human face carved on it.

The White Walkers were also aware that two White Walkers stood up and knelt down behind Brandon.

We advocate a code of conduct called the Old Paths, which requires every Ironborn under the Iron Islands to make a living by raiding, so the local people are notorious pirates.

"White ghosts!"

Zeng Hangyou knelt down to thank me and walked out of the room slowly. I strolled through the castle and found a beautiful garden.

At this moment, I am flying under the sea far away in Westeros, sticking close to the sea, pretending to enjoy the scenery and speeding up.

Godfrey murmured to himself. I took off the cloak underneath me. My whole body was bathed in the sunlight at the moment. But strangely, the sunlight did not burn me. It just made my body appear faintly. White mist.

"You need him to explain that to you. Do you allow them to kill people at will?"

……

"The savages are spreading some rumors that are beneficial to you, so it's because the gods behind us are causing trouble."

The news of Jofer's death was so unknown that many savages regarded it as a topic of conversation before dinner. After hearing this, the savages hesitated for a moment and showed doubtful eyes.

Godfrey covered his hand under the Heart Tree, and icy blue ice crystals spread under the Heart Tree. A moment ago, the ice crystals under the Heart Tree disappeared. The inside and outside looked the same as before, but there was no difference between Godfrey himself. You know, that weirwood tree isn't dead yet.

Godfrey raised his head, and an ice crystal-like blade appeared in his hand. He then swung the knife forward, and the heads of eight White Walkers fell on them, and their bodies melted into blue liquid.

For that world, with the arrival of the dragon, the power of the world became weaker and weaker, and a lot of magic in the past was revived. In those days in Slaver's Bay, Steve saw a few spellcasters with superficial magic power. .

The Drowned God finally resisted and took action.

The Drowned God is not one of them. Steve has heard of that god's name. People who believe in me live by plundering, and that god is naturally proud of plundering.

It's the same with the gods, we wake up from our slumber and end up tentatively reentering the world.

The Drowned God is a tyrannical god. In a country, only the ironmen under the Iron Islands have turned their backs on the god.

……

There is a little missing, and it will be revised after twelve o'clock.

Chapter 385: Violence is better than hard work

The rulers of the Iron Islands, House Greyjoy, have a clan saying:

“Strength is better than hard work.”

As a god believed by the Ironborn, the Drowned God himself also practiced this sentence to the extreme. It would be okay if the ancient dragon did not come to Westeros, but it would be necessary to leave some money to buy it when he came.

The sea current below became chaotic, and a huge sea monster like an octopus floated slowly below, then stretched out its tentacles, which were larger than the ship, and swatted at the ancient dragon.

Ordinary creatures are afraid of the dragon's aura, and would not even dare to look directly at the ancient dragon, let alone attack it. The ancient dragon smiled slightly, and the other party had already taken the bait.

So, Gu Long pretended to be surprised, paused for a moment, and was hit by the tentacle. The sea below exploded, and more tentacles swarmed up, grabbing Gu Long into the water.

"It's really impatient."

Gu Long looked into the depths of the ocean. The sea monster with eight tentacles was staring at Gu Long with one vertical pupil. Tentacles with suction cups came out to lock Gu Long tightly.

"But even a squid wants to kill me?"

The next moment, thunder emitted from the ancient dragon, and the red thunder exploded in the sea water, reflecting everything around it red. The sea monster's tentacles trembled, and then lost their power.

But in the last second, a small amount of electric current burst out from under Gu Long's body. The electric current cooled the water flow, and then the water flow exploded, cutting off the ocean current.

The arrow hit the scales of the ancient dragon, not even one scale was broken, but a cold and cold feeling penetrated into my body. The power of the Drowned God was corroding the ancient dragon.

Perhaps, for that place created by the gods, it should be called:

A high and weak barcarolle came from the surrounding water, and a blue image emerged from the water. It was a fleet of Ironborn ghosts. We paddled and sang the song of the Marauders. Song, the blind and spiritual eyes reveal the dead silence of indifference.

So, with a thought in Shan Lan's mind, the golden light covered her body, and she struck again, but the result that time was exactly the same.

The answer is of course yes. Just when Gu Long was about to dive into the water, the surrounding sea current suddenly became turbulent, wrapped around Shan Lan and pulled it upward.

Looking around at the thousands of troops, Shan Lan keenly realized that she had come to a place that was the same as the real world. It was just like the spiritual world that Shan Lanqing took me to retreat into. This world belongs to the soul and contains everything from the real world. The real world has the same rules.

That time, the electric shock had no effect on the water flow. It just stirred up a burst of bubbles in the water and made the water flow a little colder.

Looking at the sea monster below, Gu Long could see the dark blue traces of power on the opponent's body. This was a blessing from the gods, which meant that the sea monster was driven by the gods.

Green spores appeared under the hit ghost ship, and the rotten wooden boards came to life again, growing in the water flow. The branches of the trees were entangled in the water flow, tightly wrapping the ghost inside.

Finally at this moment, Gu Long was able to get a glimpse of the power of the gods in that world.

But that did not prevent the ancient dragon from using the abundant power. In the last moment, the ancient dragon, bathed in golden light, rushed into the ghost ship. In the span of seven golden lights, the number of ghost ships was unprecedented.

At that moment, a piercing scream came from outside the sea, and the surrounding ocean currents combined to form a monster whose lower body was a human and upper body was a fish. The monster wore a crown, held a spear, and looked directly at the ancient dragon.

The gods longed for the power of the ancient dragon, so I chose to grind the dragon to death bit by bit in the deep sea.

The ancient dragon's tail swung out and swept across a group of ghost ships. Sure enough, the tail swept away an empty space. The outside world was a world of souls, and it was bound by the rules of the real world.

"It's really troublesome. West must be here, so it should be very complicated."

"that's it?"

Those countless ghosts are the ironmen who believed in the Drowned God and practiced the ancient ways to death.

Gu Long escaped from the tentacle package, watched a trace of human fear flash in the eyes of the huge sea monster, and then swam deeper into the ocean.

The mermaid made of sea water was twice as small as the ancient dragon. The hundred-meter-high monster held a spear and let out a piercing scream at the ancient dragon.

This is the law of abundance given to Gu Long by Shan Lanqing. The abundance of life eliminates the death caused by ghosts, making Gu Long feel like he is alive again.

Although the electric current cannot damage the water itself, it will add cold water and produce a small amount of steam, which will suddenly explode in the water, which is enough to interrupt the Drowned God's retreat.

But the water is still water, and it contains the will of the gods, pulling the ancient dragon and sinking into the sea.

Like the God of Many Faces, the history of the Drowned God can be traced back to 1000 years later, when the Valyrian Empire had not yet appeared. In this era full of magic, the followers of the Drowned God had not yet appeared in the world. Get off the small continent of Michelaro.

We are the most feared predators in Danlan Qingluo. We have no fleet that can attack any port or city. Now, we wave the axes on our watches and launch a retreat attack on Gu Long.

"He's dead, you said so!"

Ancient dragons belong to the sky, and Locke is not good at water fighting. He was washed away by the current and found his direction.

Kingdom of God.

At that moment, the ear-shaped ring under Gu Long's chest lit up slightly, and Shi Nian's yellow light spread, making the feeling of yin and heat disappear.

Locke frowned. Although dragons don't have eyebrows, it didn't prevent me from making similar actions. That also meant that I was aware of trouble.

It must be said that the God of Many Faces is a young god who was born without faith. The Drowned God is an old and weak god. The belief in the Drowned God has been spread in Michaelaro for many years, and its power has become even more powerful. weak.

Gu Long thought this way, and I was naturally confused about the weakness of the Law of Abundance. The ancient law was closely related to the golden tree, but it was still unexpected to me that it could reach that level.

The Drowned God created the iron race in order for us to rape and plunder, to create a new world with war, blood and fire, and to carve names for it.

At that moment, the surrounding water flow became violent again. The current carried gravel, and the gravel was not yet the wreckage of the ghost ship. It was like a violent sea snake, rampaging around the ancient dragon.

Dan Lan opened his mouth, and a series of bubbles emerged from my mouth, followed by a golden beam of light. Dan Lan's dragon breath penetrated the thick sea water and hit the Drowned God.