Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

This question is obviously unnecessary.

The scene where Melisandre used the power of the Lord of Light to cure Count Gales in King's Landing is still vivid in her mind.

In the plot, the "Lightning King" Count Dondarrion died several times and was resurrected by the red-robed monk Thoros.

Melisandre's "rank" in the Church of the Red God is obviously much higher than that of the "red monk" Thoros.

It's not that difficult to save a dying person!

"Lord Domeric, I'm just here to give it a try. Whether he can survive depends on the will of R'hllor, the Lord of Light."

Melisandre looks calm on the surface, but she actually has no confidence in her heart.

She had also tried the Lord of Light's resurrection technique many times.

But so far, none has been successful.

"Then you give it a try." Domeric was acting like a dead horse at this time.

Melisandre bowed and walked to the bed with graceful steps.

A fire burned in her hands.

Domeric couldn't help but think in a wicked way:

If Melisandre were a professional juggler, she would be able to eat and drink for the rest of her life just with this unique skill.

"R'hllor, Lord of Light."

“Listen to my vows and answer my prayers!”

Melisandre threw the flame in her hand into a stove with dry wood, and the stove suddenly burst into flames.

Melisandre knelt in front of the holy fire and prayed. Her voice was low and obscure, and her whole body exuded a kind of cold charm, but her eyes were so pious that no one dared to blaspheme.

Looking at the burning holy fire.

Domeric suddenly felt that the world in front of him seemed to have changed slightly.

But I can't tell what the difference is.

Suddenly, a tree appeared in front of him.

It was a weirwood tree, with bark as gray as bone and leaves as crimson as a thousand bloody hands.

There is a human face carved on the trunk of the tree. The face is long and melancholy, and the deep-set eyes filled with dried red sap are strange.

Suddenly, the eyes of the human face opened!

Those are a pair of ancient eyes.

Lifelike, as if right in front of you.

A small voice sounded in Domeric's ears,

There seemed to be something being said, but Domeric couldn't hear anything clearly.

In a trance, Domeric's spirit flows along the unknown river into the distance...

Travel across the wilderness and onto the King's Road to Riverrun, King's Landing, the Eyrie, and many other places.

For example, Casterly Rock, the Isle of Thousand Faces, the red mountains of Dorne, the hundreds of islands in Braavos in the sea, the smoky ancient ruins of Valyria...

Domeric looked confused.

The last time this happened was when he was summoned by the "Green Seer" in Castle Black.

…………

Domeric seemed to travel through endless time and space until he reached the Great Wall of Despair.

The Great Wall is seven hundred feet high and stretches across the northernmost tip of the North. It extends for thousands of miles to the east and west without interruption, as if to declare that this is the end of the world.

Domeric continues across the Wall, heading north!

Arriving under a weirwood tree outside the wall.

Under this huge weirwood tree, a coffin rested quietly.

The coffin is gray and white, with two crossed axes and a blood-stained crown engraved on it.

Just when Domeric was wondering what was going on, he found that the coffin lid opened automatically.

There was a woman lying quietly inside - a woman who looked like an ice and snow sculpture.

The skin is as pale as the moon, the eyes are like blue stars...the skin is as cold as ice.

Only the garland of winter snow roses on her head was as red as blood.

At this moment, the woman opened her eyes.

In the cold, deep blue eyes, there was only ice, snow, cold and death.

That is the smell of death and despair!

……

"Monster, retreat quickly!"

Domeric shouted loudly, retreated sharply, and pulled out the ancestral sword "Ice" of the Stark family.

He used all the strength in his body and swung it suddenly, and a bright ray of sunlight passed through, like the blazing sun melting the dark clouds.

Everything disappeared instantly, and Domeric's vision became clear again...

Chapter 212: The daughter of the King of Wild Tombs can cum again

After the illusion in front of him disappeared, Domeric couldn't help but think of the ancient legends of the North.

The "Night King" is a legendary commander-in-chief of the Night Watch who lived in the Age of Heroes.

It is said that he was a fearless warrior who fell in love with a woman with "skin as pale as the moon, eyes like blue stars...skin as cold as ice" and named her his queen.

After the death of the "Night King", people discovered that he had offered sacrifices to the White Walkers, so all records about the Night King were destroyed and his name became taboo.

Some bachelors in the city believed that the queen who looked like a "corpse" was a woman from the barren tombs of the ancestors - the daughter of the barren tomb king.

Domeric thought back to the woman he had just seen in the vision of the holy fire.

Could it be that she is the daughter of King Arenzuka?

That queen of the Night King?

Domeric was lost in thought, and even more curious about why he saw the woman in the holy fire of R'hllor, the Lord of Light.

"Cough cough~"

The "Hound" Sandor Clegane, who was lying dead, suddenly sat up, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then lay down again. A trace of human color appeared on the pale dead face, which was obviously alive. Come over.

"Sir, it seems that the King of Light has responded to my request!"

Melisandre, who successfully cast the resurrection spell for the first time, could not hide her inner excitement, and her faith in the Lord of Light became even more intense.

"Prepare some food. I think the hunting dog will be very hungry when he wakes up."

Domeric asked kindly.

"Okay, I'll get someone ready right away."

Lord Beric Dondarrion looked excited.

With that said, Domeric slowly walked out of the tent, and Melisandre followed.

The two of them stood in front of each other, and there was no movement for a long time.

Others around him didn't dare to get close, and for a while, the atmosphere was a little weird.

Domeric had no need to hide anything, and looked directly into Melisandre's eyes with his deep eyes:

"I seemed to have seen something in the holy fire just now."

Melisandre took a step closer, the ruby ​​in her throat sparkling with her breath:

"You must have received a revelation from the true God."

“Only those chosen by Him can see something of the future.”

Melisandre's hands touched Domeric's skin, and she looked at him with fiery eyes. The person in front of her was indeed the chosen one of the true God, the son of the Holy Flame!

"Lord Domeric, I wonder what you saw?" she asked.

"In the far north, beyond the Great Wall of Despair, there seems to be something we don't know about that is awakening..."

Like a magic stick, Domeric only spoke half of his words before leaving, leaving Melisandre alone to think hard.

Domeric walked out of the tent at dawn.

The weather is just right, it’s time to attack the city!

Harrenhal.

"This is a huge fortress built by the "Black-Hearted" King Heron 300 years ago on the edge of God's Eye Lake.

At that time, the Seven Kingdoms were truly divided, and the Riverlands were ruled by the 'Ironborn' of the Iron Islands.

The proud King Harron wanted to have the largest and tallest castle in Westeros, so he spent 40 years building the city.

As a result, the huge shadow continued to rise beside the Divine Eye Lake!

King Heron's army looted everywhere, stealing stones, wood, gold and workers from neighboring countries.

Thousands of slave laborers died of exhaustion in the quarries, on the sleds, and while building the giant tower.

People starve and freeze in winter, sweat profusely in summer, and work endlessly through wind and rain.

In order to prepare enough beams and rafters, 3000-year-old weirwood trees were cut down. Harren used all the resources in the river and the Iron Islands just to realize his dream.

In the end, Harrenhal was finally completed, but on the same day that King Harren entered the city, Aegon the Conqueror also led his army to land in King's Landing.

King Harren discovered that thick walls and tall towers were no match for the dragons, because the dragons could fly.

Dragon flames devoured this monster-like fortress, and the entire Heren clan perished in it.

From now on, every family that acquires Harrenhal will encounter misfortune..."

Count Yohn Royce's eyes were extremely deep, as if he had traveled through a long time, and the tone of his story also carried endless vicissitudes, as if he came from a distant era.