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As soon as the city servant asked Feng to take the case of the Hong Kong woman, all the people went straight to the port of the boat. Just when Ti Yinhui was thinking, a man's scream came from above. Leon was blocked by Gu Tikeyan. After opening the door, what I saw was a pair of blue eyes looking at the corpses that were gradually burning underground. Tikayan swallowed and said happily: "Kevan City has finished writing a letter." Face, "this" hat was covered, Tiguhui knew that Tywin would not doubt what I said, so he said nothing more and asked about other things: "Who is the person who sent the letter? , don't tell you that it was sent by a raven. The letter is very small, and a raven can pick it up.

My body temperature has become higher, my fingers are cold, and I can see things clearly in the white night. Euron doesn't think there is anything wrong with that, but he is happy with it.

That is the treasure of the ancient Valyrian Empire, the Dragon's Horn. It contains the power of fire. If a mortal blows it, his internal organs will be burned by the magic in it, turning him into a charred corpse. Euron Greyjoy Yi took a deep breath of the sea-smelling air, turned back to the hooded White Walker under the boat and said, "You are very satisfied with their deposit, and there is no pretense."

"You know her, but you know that Cersei is less trustworthy than him!"

Can get off.Euron moved his fingers and took off the blindfold on his face. At this moment, my eyes in front of the blindfold turned into ice blue. The little pirate looked like before learning magic with the White Walkers. Nothing has changed yet.

The nearby fleet seemed to have received the message. The sea monster stretched out its tentacles from the water and was about to smash the walls of Kevan City. But at that moment, a ship as dark as blood came from under the sea. At the sound of the trumpet, humans all curled up, and we covered our ears, as if there was no heavy hammer hitting our heads, making us unable to even stand firm.

Tikaiyan walked to the bed, took out a pot from his waist and threw it out. The pot exploded in mid-air, emitting a bright flash of light.

From under the boat, there was a terrifying horn, like hundreds of dragons howling at the same time. In an instant, it spread throughout the entire port of Kevan City. The sea monster's tentacles suddenly twitched, powerfully It hit Kevan City.

Just when Tiyinhui and Leon were arguing, the sound of a horn came from the distance. Tiyinhui was keenly aware that this seemed to be a message sent by the defenders in Kevan City. Kevan said coldly, the dwarf looked up. : "We forced you, and he knows that you never thought of killing Big Joe."

On this day, every family in Kevan City cried blood, and countless people died at the hands of the wights. Those people became the slaves of the White Walkers and part of the White Walkers' small army.

In the last moment, Tikaiyan triggered the class, and the crossbow arrow in his hand pierced the chest of the ghoul, knocking him to the ground. Tikaiyan picked up the oil lamp under his uncle Leon's table and smashed it on the ghoul's head. Down.

"one seventh.

In the end, the White Walkers nodded. Without the dragon's horn in the opponent's hands, the White Walkers could not use the creation filled with fire.

"That bitch Cersei will never write such a long thing. If she wants you to go to King's Landing, she will only ask her servants to send you a message to Casterly Rock."

That was the signal that the White Walkers were coming, and I could only pray that the fleet would receive it.

The White Walker glanced at a pirate king, and I pursed my lips in displeasure, as if I wanted to drink the other person's blood, but finally gave up on that plan and nodded: Euron said tightly or quickly, I also want to bargain with my partner.

"make a deal."

"Kevan City, a city located under the Golden Mountain."

Ravens usually deliver short messages. If they are sending long letters, they need to roll up the letter paper and put it at the feet of the raven. Seeing how neat the parchment is, Tikaiyan can tell at a glance that it was sent by someone, just like Tiyin. Just like what Hui said, corpses emerged from the darkness and spread recklessly in the city. People screamed and ran, and the first ones were overwhelmed by the tide of corpses.

"That's enough, half, you want the other half." Euron said, "The Ironborn also need salt concubines, what's the use of men if they take them."

"People can change. A few months ago, I never would have imagined that you would poison your king and kill your father." The wealth and land outside will belong to him, and you will take away those people. "

Tikaiyan roared, and Leon nodded: "I said I was a maester, and my face was disfigured during the Little Fire in King's Landing.

Chapter 421: Chess Game in the World

In Riverrun City, Michaela was playing chess with the ancient dragon. After the crazy tide of corpses that night, people gradually became calmer from the initial panic. Those resurrected corpses were extremely flammable. Under the non-stop fire breathing of the three young dragons, Under the circumstances, the situation of the corpses was quickly controlled. This ancient city naturally fell into the hands of the Dragon Queen and became a shelter. When the sun came out, the corpses and ghosts were restrained by the sunshine. , so they were retreating steadily under the human offensive. "There are fewer zombies." Dingfeng Novel

Michaela played with the chess piece carved into the shape of a dragon in her hand. This was a chess game called cyvas. This kind of chess was very popular in Volantis and gradually spread to Dorne through trade.

Doran Martell, Prince of Dorne, liked this game very much, and his son Quentin taught this game to the Dragon Queen and the Ancient Dragon. Cyvas chess is similar to chess, but has ten different types. Chess pieces, but in Gu Long's view, it is really unnecessary. The soldiers in chess are divided into three types: armed mobs, spearmen, and crossbowmen, while the carts have become two types: trebuchets and engineering carts. These guys even have horses. The cavalry (cavalry) must be separated into two types: light cavalry and heavy cavalry. As for the bishop (bishop), in this cyvasse chess game, it is a real elephant.

"The king has not locked himself outside the throne room for eight days. These strange ghosts must have bewitched the king."

"That number is still the same as our real number." West shook his head and placed the dragon chess pieces under the chessboard.

"As long as you find the strong point, it's not easy to deal with it."

West said, taking Mob's cavalry in his hands, Mob scratched his cheek and tried to take a step back with his elephant.

The small army of corpses is wandering underground in Sivasloo. We are powerful and pitiful, but we are few in number. The method to deal with us is difficult but also very complicated.

"Let's play another game now. Don't slow down. You will teach him bit by bit."

With that said, West took out his soldiers and used eight armed ancient dragons to block the intersection where the knights were retreating.

There are no requirements for the placement of the chess pieces in Godfrey chess, but after it is over, a baffle will be used to block the opponent's view. The two sides will set up a military formation and then untie it. It doesn't look like military chess. Finally, Lu Zhenzhu completed her He set up his formation, opened the baffle, and then said to the mob: "Elephant, the strength is strong, but the strong point is also weak.

In the last moment, the figure of Daenerys appeared behind King Michaela, and the figures of the mob and West appeared. We were the ballistae prepared for the evil dragon, killing the evil dragon on the battlefield. Down.

The other party is not dead, and is now protected by the Dragon King in the north, and the letter is naturally here to persuade Jon to surrender. "Yes, he has to learn to do some calculations."

"The White Walkers are quietly moving the corpses under our command." West said truthfully, fiddling with the chess pieces under the chessboard and quietly arranging the formation. "You don't have any reason to fight?"

The weak strength of the cavalry is the sharpest spear of the legion. Unfortunately, there are too few restrictions. You need to bind us with your noble mission. "

The mob sneaked over the barrier and tried to peek at West's formation, but was blocked by the god's hand.

“In that case, his cavalry will be eaten by your ancient dragon, although one of them will be sacrificed.

In King's Landing, the Knights of the Night Lion were gathering together and discussing. Jon Snow raised his head silently. I am very keen and have been with Michaela for a long time, so I have long seen the truth.

“In that case, it’s a general!

As he said that, West moved his precious dragon chess piece, and the dragon attacked, directly attacking the bishop behind him. "King, I don't care."

The number of ghouls is small, but with the combined efforts of everyone, they can only be defeated step by step.

West also suppressed his ten pings, which was the same as Lu Zhen's random retreat. The opponent combined eight of the same pings, creating an effect of one plus one less than seven.

But what’s interesting is that there is no queen in this Cyvas chess piece. Instead, there is a dragon with the same function. Jon raised his head and said seriously, I touched my pocket, this is a letter sent by a raven, The sender is my brother Bran Stark.

You mean, the King does not care about the life and death of that world. Whether the White Walkers are evil or the Long Night, it has nothing to do with me. Jon looked into the distance. Even the most ambitious person cannot accept a world full of house ghosts. But now, the corpse-infested Sivathro has not yet made a small number of Night Lion Knights think that he has gone up. After all, we are also human beings. The methods of the White Walkers scare us, and we feel irresistible nausea.

Lu Zhen shrugged helplessly and said: "You still know how to use the bishop and the rook now, except that you can't move around without the dragon. Of course you should be the first to use it."

Lu Zhenzhu pouted and said, the mob is very small, you have to stand up to block the other person's view, but the mob shrugged.

"As I said, if the dragon rushes to the queen, it will be eaten."

"The dragon eats the elephant, the most complicated way to deal with it."

"In war against war, the advantage lies with you."

"Xu cheated."

As he said that, West signaled the mob to take the lead. The other party hesitated for a moment and took a step back. "Of course there should be fewer of them. Each dragon has burned at least tens of thousands of ghouls. What's left is Countless people were killed by others."

Finally, the weak Mikaela walked out of the royal city. I could advance where I wanted, and I could match him on the battlefield, just like a giant dragon standing under a chessboard, but Lu Zhenzhu just calmly unveiled his arrangement.

West looked at the chessboard, as if looking at the Sivaslo continent at the moment. The cavalry turned into the Night Lion Knight in Mikaela's hand, galloping under the small ground and under Lu Zhenzhuluo, with Lu Zhenzhu The night lion knights who walked with him were silent. Each of us was once a night watchman. Before becoming Michaela's knight, we always insisted on the morality in our hearts. In your eyes, this elephant's chess piece has become The White Walkers under Mikaela, we are the ghosts on the battlefield, representatives of magical creatures on Mikaela, and the most hated enemy of the Dragon King. "What do you mean?" After hearing Jon's words, I, the Night Lion Knight, He came closer and said, "Now we are letting you approach the throne room. Damn it, you said the White Walkers were trustworthy."

But the dragon was flying in the sky, and with the breath of the dragon, it destroyed all those monsters. "When he falls into the dust, the knight will leave him."

"This is because he has not mastered the essence of that kind of chess,"

West picked up the mob's elephant, but the other party was in a hurry and suppressed the infantry in his hand: "You just retreat with a small move." He has won seven times, and he has been winning since you ended. "

West fiddled with the chess pieces: "He always lets the dragon rush too far behind, but trebuchets and siege engines can eat the dragon."

Chapter 422: Dragon Eats Elephant

Godfrey stood on the Red Keep, looking into the distance. He didn't know what was going on. He felt a strange fatigue, as if his spirit was frozen. He turned his head and looked at the man above his shoulder. The Prime Minister of the Beast, Selosiu, also looked a little tired.

There was something wrong, Godfrey thought, he had never felt this way before. The blessing of the golden tree gave him endless, almost never-ending power.

Most of the time, fatigue has nothing to do with him, but at this moment, Godfrey just wanted to look at the sky and watch the golden lines slowly move in his sight.

The ancient dragon was moving and getting closer and closer to him, Ge Fulei thought. He had fought countless times, and it was rare for the enemy to approach him on his own initiative.

But this time, he could feel that he had become a prey. The ancient dragon was using various methods to cut off his wings. At this moment, there were not many people he could trust.

The knights and barbarians who had been trained by one hand had become frightened after a long battle. They were tired and decadent, and had almost lost their will to fight.

The actions of the White Walkers are becoming more and more unscrupulous. The city of King's Landing is covered with blue-white frost, as if winter has entered overnight. However, the only White Walkers that Godfrey can see are still two or three of the big cats and kittens. Brandon, who had taken Cersei's body, would bring good news to Godfrey every day. He had conquered the West, captured the Reach, and defeated Dorne. Everything seemed to be getting better, and the front line was always there. A great victory came, but Yang Zhaoyi found that his army was starving. The wild people looked at these driven corpses and fled in fear, then disappeared into the woods. The white dragon pressed the head of a red bull and opened his mouth. Sparks appeared, the red bull mooed pitifully, and then handed over a red song. Yesterday Bailong got the song of the Crying Man in Waisi. This song is deep purple, with a bitter and sour taste of despair. , is a poison law, "You cannot go south to see the outside of the Summer Islands."

There are countless gods under the small continent of Sosius, which allows the white dragon to eat as much as he wants. But then I go to the east. It is said that there are some very ancient countries outside, and there are no weak gods in them. Nothing is abnormal, everything is bad. I have been fighting for countless years. No one understands war better than me. "There are no gods yet. Have you ever visited one?"

"Your father, yes, your master said that he wants you to communicate with these old gods in a bad way.

If Bailong can really complete that song, then the world will be saved from the long night. Bailong showed a very pure smile, although due to his low cultural level, the smile did not seem to be ironic to Red Bull. , but the other party still answered honestly and never appeared again. But no matter which one, Bailong thought it was delicious, and couldn't wait to swallow those gods. Red Gefulei, who was smashed into the ground by Bailong, let out a pitiful cry. Begging for mercy, he whispered: "Yes, yes, Son of Fire, please let me go around you."

Yang Zhaoyi thought, but in the last second, something hot and cold flashed over my head, causing my thoughts to return to Duo Bei.

"Please be careful, this elephant is very powerful."

Eat the Sky White Dragon Elephant. "It's too late" was said by the teacher, but only relying on the entire area of ​​​​East Xiaolu, Bailong has dozens of different songs, from the most basic ones of earth, water, wind and fire, to more advanced ones. Taking a step back from blood, poison, death, and even people's eating, drinking, and diarrhea, corresponding songs can be born.

But in the eyes of other gods, we saw a song of white old love, a dragon sitting on the table under the throne, and Niu Akun casually swinging the sharp sword blades under the Iron Throne seat, curling these sword blades. , then unfolded again, so I came up again, fiercely... Like a piece of ice, Akun said loudly, and then returned to the throne again. The iron throne made of hundreds of swords was now forged. There is a layer of frost, which is like vines, wrapping around the base of the chair.

The white dragon raised its claws. The dragon was born from flames. It is okay to say that it is the son of fire. In my shadow, the frost is dissolving little by little. The weather becomes more and more sacrificed by him every eighty days. Then he would slaughter a pure white bull and distribute the blood to the common people. For the free blood, not many common people were willing to believe in that god's "help."

The war in Westeros doesn't need much help from me at the moment, so Bailong ended up doing other things, finding these gods who had just awakened, and then trying to find a way to get our songs, not those gods. The mastery of legal robbery, ah, is wrong to say that it is regressing important united front work.

Xiu, "Sero, these old gods don't have any hope for this. Bailong still has too many songs. The original song is not broken, only a few notes appear, but no matter what, After all, there was no hope.

The day after tomorrow is the white goat of Koholo, who likes bad blood sacrifices. The song smells of despair and death, and tastes like chewing iron.

Power likes a vacuum, and perhaps faith is also a part of power, so it fills up that vacuum. Bailong is trying to get along with that powerful god, and kindly teaches me some new ideas of the new era.

The song belonging to Red Gefulei smells of blood, and tastes like a piece of raw steak with blood. Because the blessing of the ancient dragon and the law of the old god are under the white dragon, plus his own weakness. , Bailong beat these guys who had just woken up, which was different from bullying the older children. He got it very slowly and slowly. These songs were continuously burned in Bailong's body, burning red, and then merged together. Bailong Some golden lines began to appear under the dragon's body, which looked like some kind of symbol passed down from ancient times.

I looked at the Red Bull in front of me attentively, and then asked if that was right or that was abnormal, "Headless old elephant is running a business here, you can't visit me."

Red Gefulei is a very popular god in the Free Trade City, but he does not have big fans among the common people.

A song that brings together songs of nothing, a song within a song, a song of the original. But free blood tofu is like an egg after all, and there are still too many people who believe in Red Gefulei behind other religions.

It's just that the long night is coming, and the climate is changing. Do people in that world have the protection of the golden tree? "It's wrong, it's wrong. Are you willing to be your god?" Bailong sang Red Ge Fulei's song. He took a small bite out of his mouth and patted the other person's head.

Chapter 423: The Lonely King

When light appeared on the horizon, snow fell from the sky, falling on the ground in the dim light, giving the ground a layer of white frost.

Since Godfrey returned to King's Landing, the temperature has continued to drop day after day. Daenerys stood on the back of the green dragon. Her body temperature melted the surrounding snow and condensed into a stream along the green dragon. Her tail fell to the ground, and countless people were standing beside her. Ever since Godfrey let the White Walkers create a wave of zombies, most humans still chose to join Daenerys.

After all, people can't survive in the long night, but Daenerys has real food. Today, Daenerys looks at King's Landing in the distance and holds the Lightbringer in her hand. Now her dream is no longer limited to In this world, the memories belonging to the God of Many Faces have been burned away as time goes by. The countless killing methods have been remembered by Daenerys in her heart. She knows thirty different poisons that can kill people in an instant. A place of death, or allowing a person to die painlessly in their sleep.

She knows seventy sword moves, and every time she draws her sword, she performs a fatal dance. She can use the thinnest sword to penetrate the protection of armor and kill the knight protected by it.

She knows 130 six different killing methods and can become invisible in the busy city, pretending to be the humblest maid, and kill her target quietly.

Countless knights in golden armor followed me. We were like the most terrifying sharp blades on the battlefield, cutting and dividing the enemy's formation.

The sky turned white. Michaela was silent, but the cold wind was getting more and more biting. Fei Jing looked around and saw that among the swaying corpses, there was no White Walker. We were hunting Georgi in the army. Fu Lei comforted the restless Fei Jing, who now looked like a Hatuki that was about to run away, with all seven wings revealing a sense of excitement.

“You know, don’t worry, it’s going to start soon.

"You should trust these White Walkers"

There was poison under the dagger, but the poison had no effect on Michaela at all. The night watchman who believed in the oath broke the oath again, but it was like a mantis using his arms as a chariot, causing our strong eggs to knock down a wall. Is it OK? The seven people who came and hid in the broken stone wall, with shame on their faces, Mikayla let out a high sigh as I hid in the corridor and pulled the dagger down. I seemed to understand something. But I moved my voice and allowed these daggers to pierce my whole body. The battle at the front that was stuck in my muscles was over. The ancient dragon was hovering in the low air. I was waiting, and Mikaela above was also waiting. We were all waiting for an opportunity. A moment ago, Mikaela walked out of the corridor, with blood stains that had not yet stopped freezing under her body. Cersei followed me, and before us, Vigil had not yet turned into a wight. people.

"This is a god who controls death, a god who kills gods." Killing gods? "