Elden Gulong in American comics

Before Tyrion could react, he felt a chill on his body, and his body seemed to be frozen on the chair, unable to move.

His journey is legendary. At Joffrey's wedding, he watched his incompetent and furious nephew fall to the ground, his face turning purple and extremely painful, as if there were a pair of invisible hands. Grabbing his throat.

The people around him gathered around and watched the young king scratch his neck with blood marks with his nails, and then fell to the ground silently.

It was the worst day for Joffrey's mother, the sky seemed to be falling in.

In anger, she targeted Tyrion as the number one suspect for killing her son.

So naturally, Tyrion was arrested and sent to prison. After a completely unfair trial, Tyrion was sentenced to death.

No one excused him, he was just an ugly dwarf, even his father didn't like him, even though he was smarter than his brothers and sisters.

Fortunately, Tyrion escaped from prison, and after killing that old bastard Tywin, he went into hiding xZ, and finally slipped out of Westeros with the help of his past friends, and traveled all the way to Valan Tis.

Traveling with him was a caravan that set off from the storm land in the south, and was mixed with merchants from various regions.

Of course, there are naturally people from the north among them. Although the entire continent is now reduced to a pot of porridge, it does not prevent merchants from gathering together to go to sea and bring back the necessary goods for the nobles.

The White Walker closed his eyes, and his stubborn attitude had not yet been fully expressed, so Leon simply smashed my head without asking any questions.

"That should be the merchants who work with the White Walkers, not the slaves used by the slave shop to deliver goods."

A crisp sound echoed in the merchant's house. The ice sword broke into two sections and fell to the ground under the gaze of a group of special people. Leon turned around and grabbed the side. A hooded figure was caught by me. Caught out of the crowd.

The White Walkers spoke intermittent common language, and Leon said disdainfully: "So what, they must want to suffer. The worst thing is where do they put these babies?"

In the last moment, the wooden door was opened by Ren Jing, revealing the scene inside. Several ice sculptures were placed in the room. Leon could look around and found that among them was a Volantis slave with a tattoo on his face. , nor civilians wearing northern clothing.

The color returned to Tigurung's face, and I stepped on my long short legs and walked towards the lower level of the merchant's house.

"A sword made of ice? If he wants to hurt someone, he has to make a sword of iron."

"I'm afraid it was alarmed when we were under the long bridge. When you asked the merchants for information, those guys discovered it."

Then, Leon stretched out his hand and inserted it into the White Walker's abdomen. With the sound of flesh tearing, I pulled a vertebra out of the White Walker's body.

"I know, it's at the port inside..."

"I hope that can kill me." As he said that, Leon picked up the torch next to him and brought it close to the body of the White Walker. The other party melted away little by little, leaving only a pile of blue liquid with jade energy in it. skeleton.

This heavy and thin ice sword came out of the darkness, flashing with cold light, almost visible in the light of the surrounding torches. Leon did not dodge and let the ice sword slash at his neck.

The smart dwarf rolled his eyes, fell to his knees suddenly, and said loudly in the most flattering voice he could think of:

"Have you alerted the enemy?" Leon asked with a sigh, while Mikayla next to him nodded:

This child did not have the same icy blue skin as the White Walkers, and his eyes were bright, as if he had touched some special trap. In the last second, he saw the baby and these ice sculptures explode, and there was an endless chill. Erupting from the corpse, it engulfed the entire room.

I thought that the other party was trying to hide his identity. Now that the northern border is occupied by savages, those merchants probably had no problem hiding it.

"Lead the way, dwarf."

Leon said, pointing to the White Walker who was still held by me. He was not dead yet, and his two blue eyes were staring at Ren Jing behind him.

Mikaela frowned and hid to the side. A ball of ice-blue blood burst out from the torn body of the White Walker. The temperature was very high, making a layer of white frost spread under Leon's arms.

Tigurung noticed that the state of these northerners was quite right. They wore heavy hoods, went out a lot, and spent a small part of their time hiding outside the cabin.

Michaela sighed, you also thought about hiding your identity when you were under the long bridge. For the two of you, every move you make is the object of my observation, which is really too conspicuous.

Clap!

The captured White Walkers twisted helpfully, and I looked at the ice sword broken into two sections in surprise, as if it was difficult to doubt the scene behind me.

Leon looked at the tattoos under the slave's face and said, then turned to look at the dwarf next to him: "Do you know where our ship is?"

"Greetings to the little Dragon God."

But at this moment, I finally understood that this was not a businessman at all, but a creature that had only appeared in legends, the White Walkers.

Tigurong trembled and said, but the last moment, my eyes narrowed and I dared to look at the bed beside me suspiciously. Ren Jinghong walked down and opened the bed. Under the bed, there was a baby. .

Leon shook off the blood from his hands. With the death of the White Walker, the temperature of the entire room finally returned to normal. The terrifying hoarfrost faded away, leaving only water stains on the ground to bear witness to the terrifying heat of the past.

"The breath of Godfrey, it is not my power that the White Walkers can walk on the sun."

Leon looked around. These people had not yet recovered from the cold wave. The dwarf was still kneeling on the ground, looking at Leon expectantly. Seeing Leon's reaction, the dwarf was about to speak again, but He was hit under the head by a gold coin.

"You just heard we're hard to kill, it's safer that way."

"The king... will let him go..."

Under the leadership of the dwarf, Leon came to the door of a room in the corner of the seventh floor and put his hand under the door. The wooden door was not cold, which made Leon's face change slightly.

"Bad...bad, villain."

"Uh... don't make it too bloody..."

Ren Jinghong touched the White Walker's cloak and traced the red lines under the cloak. The outside contained the physical power of Ge Fuli's energy, which was wild and majestic and protected the White Walker from the sun's damage.

Tigurong rubbed his hands and crushed the icicles solidified under his hair. At this moment, I almost thought I was dead, but I didn't.

As he spoke, Leon stretched out his hand to grab the White Walker, and pulled up the cloak from under him. The White Walker let out a high-pitched wail, and my face glowed with white mist in the firelight, like a corpse. The ice sculptures are melting rapidly.

The hotel didn't have seven floors in total, so the rooms below were naturally a little worse, and these small businessmen usually chose lower places.

Chapter 395: The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

When the icy mist dispersed, the cloak that Gu Long stretched out suddenly disappeared, replaced by four thick wings, which were waving to protect Mikaela next to him.

Then Gu Long flapped his wings to disperse the ice mist. He looked at the dwarf next to him indifferently and kicked him to the ground.

"My lord, I really don't know!"

Tyrion looked at the cold-faced ancient dragon and begged for mercy as fast as he could in his life, but the ancient dragon was indifferent and just slowly pressed his foot down. The dwarf looked at the foot on his chest and felt To an unbearable suffocation.

"Sir, really, I'm just an ordinary dwarf traveling with me... I really don't know anything about the White Walkers!"

The ancient dragon pressed his feet lower and lower, and the dwarf could already hear the creaking sound in his chest. He could imagine that his ribs were breaking bit by bit under the heavy pressure, and finally turned into a puddle of paste.

"My lord, I am not an accomplice of the White Walkers. I am Tyrion, Tyrion Lannister. How could I surrender to the White Walkers!"

Just when Tyrion thought he was about to see the Stranger (the god of death in Westeros), a voice came like an angel descending, which cheered him up.

"Okay, Locke, he's telling the truth."

The next second, the heavy pressure disappeared. Cologne raised his feet and glanced at Tyrion. The other person quickly got up as if he had been pardoned.

"He has a good heart before, but he also plays mischief before."

"It's your brother, Euron the Crow's Eye. I followed your ship halfway down the road. You also knew when I contacted the White Walkers."

When Niu Sheng landed below the deck, he saw vigilant ironmen. We stared at Leon with wings and scales, then looked at each other indifferently, and finally chose to put the sword in his hand.

Michaela Ancient Dragon raised his head high and raised his ax above his head: "Dragon God, please have mercy on me. We dare to listen to the orders of the White Walkers in front of the northern border."

"What, it's still made by the White Walkers. It would be fine if it had to be sold more expensively."

Michaela Cologne said in a high voice: "In the Iron Islands, success and failure are always the same, sometimes."

Leon comes down. I have just taken away the law of the Drowned God that the Ironborn believe in. As a believer, the Ironborn will probably be convinced.

"For these White Walkers." Leon stared at the woman and the commander under the ship.

"No wonder it's such a charming red color. Thank you Lord of Light, so you can double the price!"

The room just now was filled with ice crystals due to the ice mist created by the White Walkers. Pieces of ice spread under the wooden boards. The entire bed froze and turned into a block of ice.

"You saw it once, it was such a desecration of life."

Human flesh and blood turned the broken ice into blood red, and thick white mist emerged from the room, attracting everyone's attention.

"That guy is pretty boring."

The people of the Iron Islands are not like that. The good natural environment has brought about tough and cruel people. We may temporarily surrender, but we will always find a way to set foot on the ancient path of the Drowned God again.

As he said that, Gu Long squatted down in front of Mikaela, who put his arms around Leon's neck and was carried on his back.

On this day, people saw a miracle in the merchant's house. In the cold Volantis, an ice-sealed room appeared in the merchant's house.

Although these people who witnessed what happened tried to dissuade the profit-seeking businessmen, these people did not care at all:

"But who is willing to walk with these monsters? Although we are in the North, our hearts have already reached Slaver's Bay, bathing in your divine light."

"Oh my God, you are flying, little Dragon God, how merciful you are."

"Insignificant god, we will know and answer you as to why you are here."

"Then you are of some use. Now, take us to the port where they park the ship."

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"Who took us away?"

Michaela Cologne is a member of the Greyjoy family, the eighth brother of the family owner Balon, and a well-known figure in the Iron Islands.

"Besides, the only fleet in Westeros that the Ironborn can come to is that."

"But there's no body left outside?!"

"You are Niu Shenghao Cologne, Michaela Cologne Greyjoy. Your fleet came out of the Gulf of Carin in the north and traveled all the way to Volantis."

This was not kneeling on one knee to show allegiance to the nobles, but kneeling on both knees to pray to the gods. The woman knelt on the ground and introduced herself to Leon.

Leon looked at the nearby port, and when he suddenly let go, he saw Tigurong falling on it. The other party let out a piercing scream. Niu Sheng smiled and said to Niu Shenghao in front of him:

Leon snarled, and shouted to Ti Niu Sheng: "Shut up, just throw him up."

"This is ice made by the White Walkers, it will be cursed!"

"Sorry, you got carried away, but you have prayed to countless gods, but we have never responded to you."

"You just had a fight with your god, and he just doesn't care?"

"Compared to you, a god is really just a wooden pile."

Tigurung took a deep breath, looked upward, pointed at a ship with a sea monster flag and said:

"The iron fleet under your command is willing to be your most loyal axe, traveling under the small sea to promote your name."

The woman had no gray hair and a chest as narrow and broad as a bull. Her deep voice echoed under the boat. The woman held a long ax, raised her head, and knelt on the ground.

"The White Walkers you mentioned disembarked from the North."