Chapter 805
The living room on the third floor is emptied of furniture, and only a printing press the size of three bed boards is constantly working.
The stone floor behind the printing press is covered with a worn, faded wolf-patterned carpet.
Unsullied lifted the blanket, Jon frowned and found that Ms. Long had opened up a small window between the second floor and the third floor.
——This is his house, she is just a guest!
The owner of Winterfell was a little upset.
But when Unsullied opened the redwood panel window, King in the North's previous reverie disappeared.
He was stunned by what he saw.
Not only him, but all the people who were looking around were shocked and screamed.
"Wights, that grinding cow is Wights!" Jon turned his head and looked at the Dragon Queen in disbelief.
Dany smiled nodded and said in a casual tone: "I've always wondered where the energy comes from when Wights doesn't eat or sleep, but can keep running."
Melisandre looked away from the "pulling" Wights cow under the window, indifferently said: "What's so confusing, Others, Wights are Magic creations, they can draw strength from cold and darkness, just like you use Earth Fire magic power builds the Magic Tower."
"Indeed, energy is still conserved." Dany nods his blue light and sighs: "Seeing Wights' eyes, I should have guessed it.
That is the effect of the operation of the Magic glyphs, they can draw the power of Ice.
But I don't want to believe it subconsciously, because this kind of anti-entropy magic is too unscientific."
Dany was really full of emotion, but others couldn't understand her "full of nonsense".
"Why does the Wights cow listen to you and keep grinding?" Second Stag wondered.
"Didn't you see? It doesn't have a brain."
Second Stag glared at her blankly.
——Are you making fun of me for being out of my mind?
"You deliberately chopped off the head of the Wights cow?" Jon heard the smell, "Without the head, you will lose the ability of memory and simple thinking, and you can only rely on physical instinct... ...no, it's the Wights' instinct to chase living things."
"Who is it chasing?" Perestan frowned: "Should I get a live chicken to hang by the cow's neck? The downstairs is empty, with only one cow, and even the door is tightly locked."
Aunt Mel glanced at Unsullied, who was packing up the newly printed indulgence, "There is no need for live chickens, the living people on the third floor are The target it is chasing."
"Boom-pat-ga--"
Several people were talking, and the second floor "power room" suddenly changed, and they saw The Wights cattle running in circles suddenly fell to the ground, like a galloping bison being shot in the head.
Black's blood flowed out along the broken neck, and after a while, the floor of the "power room" was dizzy and wet.
The Wights cow stopped, the drive shaft stopped, the gears were stuck, and there was a screeching sound, and it came to a complete stop.
After that, the guillotine, the printing steel plate, and the rotating shaft that pulls the paper all stop working.
The presses on the third floor are down.
"The Wights cows are exhausted too?" Alysanne Mormont asked blankly.
"Looks to the limit. But it was fine." Big Bear frowned.
"no!" Melisandre facial expression grave, shook his head and said: "Others sensed the situation in the castle and released the control of Wights cattle."
Speaking, she again Back at the window, he pulled up the redwood board and stroked it lightly with bright red nail polish white fingers.
"Seal the evil array..." Red Woman suddenly turned around, stared at the Dragon Queen and asked, "You sealed the entire lower floor?"
Dany gently nods , helplessly said: "How long did it take to open the window? Others noticed the anomaly and canceled the Magic on the corpse."
"What do I do now? Is the indulgence enough?" Jon asked.
"Pull the cow below out to cook, and then switch to the other to continue working. Now North lacks everything except Wights." Dany said casually.
"Cooked...eat?" Everyone's eyes widened and their expressions horrified.
"The corpse will stop decaying from the moment it becomes Wights; after Wights is killed, the corpse will continue to decay according to the decay progress of Wights.
In other words, the cow on the second floor is no different from the cow that was just slaughtered,” explains Dany.
"Wight eat Wights too..." Dragon Queen said clearly and logically, but not everyone is fat Sam!
Well, fatty doesn't know what oneself has eaten.
“Children of the Forest even use this method to keep food fresh, they have eaten for thousands of years, what are you afraid of?” Dany disagreed.
"Have you eaten it many times?" Second Stag asked with a livid face.
"No, I never eat Wights meat." Dany frowned and said in disgust, "That stuff sounds disgusting, how can I eat it?"
"Then why did you let us eat it? Don't we feel sick?" a goatee-bearded North nobleman muttered.
“Why do you oneself not want to drink brown soup, but let the common people eat it?” Dany asked rhetorically.
"The poor are poor and starve to death if they don't eat brown soup, but we are nobles!" Goatee said proudly.
"Since I understand this, why ask?" Dany rolled the eyes, "I have dragon and Wyvern Legion, tonight I will eat deep-sea lobster braised in oil, and tomorrow morning I will drink golden wine and taste live roasted Squid steak, can you compare with me?"
Goatee's eyes widened, his face sluggish.
A group of North people around him were also stunned on the spot, suffocated but speechless.
"Cough cough, Long Night doesn't know when it will end, we need to save every grain." King in the North coughed twice, breaking the awkward silence, "Drag the cow down, give it to you tonight. Soldiers have extra meals."
The nobles are always nobles, and they are not qualified to compare with the Dragon Queen. Is it better than the group of hoi polloi under them?
Everyone in the hall nodded slightly, very satisfied with Duke Stark's arrangement.
Melisandre walked to the stopped printing press, sniffed Qiong's nose on the ink-stained stencil, and suddenly said, "so that's how it is, your ink is mainly dragon blood. It's made from ingredients."
Dany gave her a sideways glance, noncommittal.
Drawing indulgence with one hand is too time-consuming and labor-intensive, and she must not be able to do it alone.
Drawing glyphs requires a high mental strength to be attached to the pen, and ordinary ink printing machines can only print waste paper.
These days, Dany often communicates with Quaithe of Jade Sea, from whom she learns various techniques for drawing effective glyphs with magical beast blood.
She then used the blood of Big Black, which contained Stranger divine power, to configure the ink for the mass printing of indulgence.
The ink of the Grey Light Warrior volume contains Stranger divine power, and the dragon blood of the printed red light universal volume has only the ordinary Half God dragon magic power.
"Dragon blood is so powerful that it can mass-produce indulgence?" Lord Lamprey said in shock.
"That's not an ordinary dragon." Red Woman glanced at the indifferent Dragon Queen, and said meaningfully: "Stranger's divide blood, of course, the effect is surprisingly good."
This is the point.
Who is Big Black?
He is The Seven, the Stranger.
His blood is the blood of Stranger.
What could be better for drawing indulgence than the blood of Death God?
"Why is the blood of dragon Stranger divine blood?" Jaime's eyes flashed and he wondered.
"You should ask Pope from the Church of The Seven." Red Woman looked at Dany with a burning gaze.
Second Stag frowned and hesitated.
Seeing that everyone was looking curiously at oneself, Dany's face was calm, and he said peacefully: "Actually, my Big Black is the spokesperson of The Seven in the world, or it can be said that he is The Seven incarnate in this world."
"Is this, Your Majesty, right?"
"Isn't the Black Dragon the Great Protector of Light?"
The nearby nobles were shocked by The Seven Pope's blasphemous words.
However, there were a few Knights who came from the south.
A handsome young man with a fluffy grey beard on his lips hesitated: "Saint Sparrow seems to have said the same thing when he explained Seven-Pointed Star to the public on Scripture Lecture.
The Seven is too far away from our world, and the will cannot come to the world, so there is rarely a Divine Vestige before.
And dragon is the power medium between Spiritual God and the mortal world, if the mortal world is a pool , the Astral Realm where the Spiritual God is located is another pool, and the dragon is the conduit connecting the two pools.
The Seven descends any Divine Vestige, even the most basic Holy Light, with the Great Protector's body as the Transit.
It can be said that the will of The Seven is realized through the Great Protector. The Black Dragon of Queen Your Majesty is the Great Protector and the incarnation of The Seven in the world.”
"Yes, that's it!" Old Crab suddenly realized, looked at the gray-bearded young man in surprise, and exclaimed: "Ser Dickon, I can't believe that you are not only amazing in martial skills, but also so skilled in the teachings of The Seven."
Dickon Tarly grinned, "Earl Celtigar won the prize, and I went to a few Saint Sparrow Masses, just to pick up the wisdom."
Dany glanced at Red Woman with a smug look.
Red Woman just happened to look over, with a light expression.
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"Your Majesty, can I study Death God Holy Scripture by Faceless Men?"
That night, Dany While cultivation was burning the crow, Daenys came out of the corner shadow and asked hesitantly.
This morning, Jhiqui presided over the distribution of indulgence in place of Dragon Queen, and in the morning, Dragon Queen ordered Arya to act as Stranger Subordinate God; after lunch, Second Stag, Jon and a group of nobles, Knight was curious about the number of indulgences So much so, the third floor of the guest room visited the printing press that "Smith Dany" struck out with a hammer and Dragonflame.
When they leave, Arya "Little White" will automatically report to Dragon Queen's cultivation room.
Dany spent the afternoon and into the night studying the Death God True Scripture with Arya's body.
The effect is very powerful.
The strengthening of physical fitness and mental strength, as well as the "cold state of mind" that obliterates emotions, made little assassin Daenys envious.
"If I learn "Death God Holy Scripture", I can easily defeat Winterfell's Little Princess without the Valyrian Steel chainmail." Daenys said with resentment.
Dany stretched out his finger and clicked on her little head, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Why did Arya volunteer to be me as an experiment, not because of the huge repercussions in "Death God True Scripture" Do you want to be half-Others?"
"So, let Arya test it in front, and I will learn it after the "Death God True Scripture" is revised and perfected?" Daenys said with a smile.
"What about you wishful thinking, you have no transcendent innate talent at all, what to learn." Dany mocked said with a smile.
"Uh..." The smile on Daenys' face froze.
She also recalled that oneself couldn't light a glass candle.
"Then I'll never be as good as her?" she said frustratedly.
"That's not necessarily true, you can switch to Stranger Cleric..." Dany looked odd, "Shadow assassin? Shadow Cleric? Or, Nether Ghost?"
"What's all that?" Daenys asked blankly.