Chapter 823
"Help! Mother's mercy!"
"Dragon Queen save me, where is Dragon Queen?"
"dragon save me, Great Protector of Light save me!"
Where Winterfell has not been stained white, soldiers, servants and civilians can no longer maintain order. They either cry and squeeze forward, or find a random room to get into, or before White Frost climbs up , jump directly from the city wall.
More people fled, shouting the names of Mother, Dragon Queen, King in the North, and even the dead ghost Stannis.
"Boom—thorn—"
Dragon Queen and the others didn't respond, but the giant vortex in the sky seemed to answer their call.
Thick lightning rolls in the black cloud, as if Spiritual God wields the whip of thunder and lightning to fight the enemy. In the center of the vortex, bursts of crimson rays of light pierce through the rich darkness.
The falling White Frost ribbon has lost its lightness and gracefulness, like a leather whip in the hands of a butcher who is out of control, no longer chasing crowded places, it beats on the castle, on the stable, in the On the ground of the spacious drill field, it even fell on the group of Wights who were fighting with the soldiers outside the city wall.
Wights are already cold enough, even because of their arrival, the weather is even colder, but facing White Frost, they are actually the same as human beings, solidified into ice sculpture, fell to the ground, and shattered into ice chips.
"The Seven, what is that?" Laoba quickly escaped from the White Frost spreading in all directions on the ground, and glanced back at the thousands of Wights frozen by Ice.
White Cloak has always strictly followed the orders of the Dragon Queen, and the others were still hesitating whether to go out of the city to fight with the Wights army, and they did not hesitate at all.
The group of Knights who had been waiting at the city gate, those with horses immediately looked for horses, and those without mounts held up their shields and followed behind the cavalry, lined up in a formation of sharp arrows, and rushed out together.
Flee the Kingsroad to the south away from Winterfell.
The little brothers of Dragon Queen, such as Laoba and Big Bear, came on a dragon. Naturally, they had no horses and could only run on two legs.
Just now, the White Frost streamer twisted like a gust of wind, moved laterally for a kilometer or two, landed on the left side of Laoba, and immediately froze the ground.
If it weren't for the good luck of the old Knight, he was a little far from the landing point of White Frost, and he was wearing a Valyrian Steel armor that could resist part of Ice's power, he would be glorious now.
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The white streamer that traces the breath of the living in an orderly manner turns into an out-of-control White Frost whip, which is a disaster for those outside the city. But Winterfell's people lining up to enter the crypt found it a good chance to escape.
White Frost left, and they had time to enter the crypt again.
"Quick, get out of the way, this is Queen Sansa, this is Sansa Stark, she's pregnant!" Theon held the dumbfounded Sansa in his arms and roared forward.
"We should have left in Wyvern, Daenerys has run away. It's too late now, Lady was sent away by me, too late." Sansa whimpered in Theon in suspicion.
"If we have time, we can hide in the crypt, the impossible whip of frost will freeze the whole land into ice, and there are hot springs under Winterfell!" Theon comforted.
Fortunately, the Queen's name is not very useful, but "Stark" in the North in Winterfell is a sign that is harder than Valyrian Steel.
Even if the Whip of White Frost is raging in Winterfell, even if their lives are at stake, there are still many Wildlings, North civilians, and even noble Knights to make way for Theon.
"BOOOOOM" At the moment Theon held Sansa and walked into the underground stairs, there was a muffled sound from the center of the black vortex in the sky that made the castle vibrate gently.
Then, red rays of light tore through the dark vortex, dyeing Heaven and Earth a brilliant red.
The dark world suddenly became like the sun was born, and the rays of light were full of light.
Anyone looking up at the sky can feel the temperature of the red light falling on their cheeks.
It's hot.
"What happened?" Theon paused, staring blankly at the sky like everyone around him.
"Boom boom Rumble"
The sky broke a hole.
red light gradually dimmed and disappeared, replaced by white fluorescence.
Those who look up at the sky can feel the temperature of the white light falling on their faces.
It's cold.
The biting cold makes everyone feel fearful.
Those viscous white lights that leaked from the holes in the sky, the same color and the same temperature as "The Whip of White Frost".
But its quantity...
It is like a blackened iron pot covering the ground. At this time, the bottom of the pot is broken, and the The porridge fell down the hole.
It's like scaring away the crazy playful little child outside the house in winter, the snot from the nose, long, icy cold, slides all the way down, flows over the mouth, over the chin, and then "squeaks" "Sigh, suck back into your nostrils, it's so cool.
Unfortunately, the black giant vortex has only white snot, but refuses to suck, and now the runny snot is falling on Winterfell.
"Quick, quick into the crypt!" Sansa groaned, clutching Theon's cape, twisted face.
"crash-bang " Before the snot fell, the hail came first.
Winterfell grieves again.
White Frost flows down from the sky like snot, and around White Frost, there is a thick icy fog.
That's when the moisture in the air is frozen into tiny ice particles.
The small ice crystals held hands and solidified into large blocks of ice, and the hail was born.
It is also fortunate that this wave of hail was not interfered by Spiritual God, otherwise it would not be a small lump the size of an egg and the size of a fist.
Finally, the snot flowed to Winterfell, and for a moment, white light flashed above Winterfell, and the entire castle, drill field, city wall, and people on the ground were all frozen.
"ka ka ka!" An icicle solidified under the snot, the snot continued to flow, the icicle expanded and rose, and the water vapor from the entire North was absorbed, forming a circle of airflow storm around the icicle .
The storm is like the hand of Spiritual God, rubbing constantly over Winterfell, rubbing out an iceberg with a radius of one kilometer and a height of two kilometers.
In the iceberg, you can see a lifelike castle, city walls, towers, courtyards, characters, woods, everything.
It's like a Disney crystal ball castle magnified countless times.
"The Seven is on, we are just fighting Others, why is there such a powerful force?" On Kingsroad, Jaime, who was looking back, was on the verge of collapse.
"Pu Tong!" Jon's legs softened and he fell to his knees, wailing heartily, "No, Sansa, little sister"
"gu gu gu" A group of Big Black crows flew down from the sky, one landed on Jon's shoulder, and the rest hovered above the heads of the humans and Wights.
Well, this team is being hunted by thousands of Wights, and the fight never stops.
"Jon, cheer up! Sansa hid in the cellar, there was a hot spring pool in the cellar, and Arya wasn't in Winterfell at all, they didn't die."
I heard that the two younger sisters It's alright, Jon feels a lot better, looking sideways at the big crow on his shoulders, with a sad expression: "What happened? Winterfell is frozen..."
"Ai, this It's already the best ending. The power of White Frost's Ice is vented in the air, which is equivalent to Cold God's Forbidden Spell firing an empty cannon, and Dragon Queen cracking Cold God's blow." Bran sighed.
"The best ending? We were clearly victorious, but all of us were wiped out all of a sudden. What kind of a good ending?"
"Have you not seen the natural phenomenon in the sky? That is True God casting a large Forbidden Spell Magic, if it is not interrupted, there will not be a living person within ten kilometers, now you All alive."
"True God? Fuck, what is that, where is our Divine King R'hllor?" Hound asked blankly.
"It should be Cold God. In Asshai's prophecy, the Others King is just a servant of Cold God, and the Spiritual God sacrificed by Karhold is also Cold God."
Jaime noticed a few people. A dialogue between birds, but his oneself line of defense is not messy.
The right hand is tied with a round shield to protect the waist and abdomen, the sword in the left hand is like electricity, Widow's Wail penetrates into the eye socket of Wights, and pulls it horizontally, cutting off half of the head of Wights before, and also cutting off the other. Only intended to pinch Laoba Wights' neck.
"Yes, the dark vortex in the sky is the Magic of Cold God, and R'hllor is not his opponent, and has retreated."
"Lord of Light ran away? Where is The Seven? Warrior? Why didn't you come with Mother?" Jaime asked.
"The Seven..." The big crow's eyes were a little strange, "The Seven is here, it is The Seven and Daenerys who stopped Cold God's Forbidden Spell."
There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.
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Dany didn't run.
She usually cherishes her life and fears death, but when a crisis strikes, she has a kind of bravery that oneself does not know.
In fact, she has been trying to stop White Frost from the sky.
For the first time, she hovered over the landing of the White Frost ribbon, with three dragons surrounding her, condensing three huge Dragonflame Fireballs.
dragon left, and she held up the Fireball by herself, waiting for the thumb-thick White Frost ribbon to lean towards her.
Three Dragonflame Fireballs with a large carry, one of which is the strongest "Smith" Fireball, smashed together.
Not even a splash.
No explosion, no swelling, no squeaking of a red-hot soldering iron into the water.
White Frost is like a greedy devil, sticking his tentacles into the Dragonflame Fireball, sucking watermelon juice, and in a few breaths, the Fireball shrivels, shrinks, and finally annihilates.
Actually, White Frost did not absorb the flame power in Dragonflame Fireball, but a large amount of Ice power to annihilate Dragonflame.
It's like putting out a lighted candle with a fire hydrant.
The second attempt was Space Gate.
Big Black was far away, and a fireball that hit the mosaic sprayed out dozens of meters, just cut off the White Frost streamer.
Then the bright red Space Gate solidified into a solid ice crystal mirror, and the ka-cha shattered.
"As expected, the effect of Space Gate on Cold God and even Others King is not very good." Bran sighed helplessly, "The time and space innate talent given to you by Mother Goddess can actually be divided into Time and Space. Innate talent, time is the innate talent of Gate God, and space comes from Highest Meaning of Wind (ps).”
To put it bluntly, Space Gate is just a derivative of Song of Wind. A kind of witchcraft, Gate God will, Cold God used to be.
It's just that the Song of Wind is completely owned by the Gate God, and the root of Weirwood retains the Song of Darkness, and can no longer use the space technique of the wind system.
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Two failed attempts, Dany gritted his teeth and thought: Since the frost is not enough, then get the source of the frost.
She rode the Big Black, opened the Space Gate, and crossed eight kilometers in an instant, that is, an altitude of more than eight kilometers.
She and Big Black came to the top of the dark vortex. Only she and Big Black, Little White and Little Green flew to the White Knife mountain range away from Winterfell.
Above the dark vortex, Dany looked up to see the long-awaited stars and moon.
They still flickered rays of light, but more than ten times dimmer.
She was indifferent to the dark moon and stars, and beneath her, in the huge Ice and dark vortex, a malicious and terrifying will was staring at her.
That's Cold God.
Dany VSCold God, first round.