"Eight years ago, the White Walkers tried to use ice spiders to destroy the Great Wall, but I broke through it. After so many years, they must have other methods. Audawei Ying, we must find the White Walkers, even one!"
After flying along the Great Wall for dozens of kilometers, Werther did not find a single White Walker. Those who attacked were all corpses and low-level vampires. Werther also caught these savage vampires and questioned them. After questioning them, he turned them into
All the ashes in my pocket are gone.
"If they dare to desecrate the dragon's bones, I will forgive them if I turn into an evil spirit!" Aoda Weiying usually said that he looked down on those dragons with impure blood. After all, they are another descendant of himself, and he can insult them.
Others can't, not even the undead.
The two thickest horns on the left and right sides of Aodaweiying's head are already pulpy and white in the middle part that he often grasps with his hands, like two white hair rings on the horns.
Ding~ding~Witt patted the horns of the giant dragon with his giant sword: "The undead are the common enemy of the dragon and humans. Since they dare to go south, don't even think about going back!"
Audaweiying lowered its flight altitude again and flew low over the forest two hundred meters. Countless fireballs and red magic exploded on its body. The huge red scales flashed with white light for a while and remained bright after a while. The scales were already extremely strong.
He was also given a layer of transformation-type dragon armor by Wit.
Fire is one of the most effective magics for dealing with undead creatures, and it is also the dragon's most energy-saving attack method.
Violent golden-red dragon flames spurted out from its mouth, pulling out long walls of fire in the snow. Any place that dared to shoot magic at it would turn into a fire purgatory. Witte stood on its violently swinging head and clenched its head.
Holding on to the horns tightly, his eyes kept searching the bottom. As long as he found a suspicious place, the dragon's flame would soon cover it.
Audawei Ying can talk and communicate. It will use its body to protect Werther in battle, and Werther will also use magic to protect it. The two are comrades-in-arms and friends, not masters and mounts.
Starting from Werther, all the dragon knights of the Baratheon family have never regarded dragons as mounts or pets. The so-called dragon blood contract by outsiders is actually based on the oath between Werther and Oda Weiying. Human Dragon
The two parties use an oath and promise as a bond, and then use blood as a mediator to establish a connection.
The soldiers fighting on the Great Wall could see the fire spreading from west to east in the distance, and the dark night sky was illuminated golden red by the flames.
"Audawei Ying!"
"Duke Werther is here to support us!"
Thousands of enemies were wiped out, and the warriors who resisted so hard finally relaxed a little. They raised their weapons and shouted at the giant dragon and the warriors wearing weird armor on the dragon's head.
The dragon and the dragon-bone armor are extremely hot. Snowflakes will be evaporated immediately if they touch the bodies of Audawei Ying and Werther. The red and white dragon that covers the sky is flying quickly along the Great Wall dragging a white tail smoke, plus it
With its violent attack style, the soldiers' morale would be greatly shaken as soon as they saw the giant dragon.
But after the dragon continued to fly eastward, after a brief rest, countless fireballs hit the Great Wall. A large number of corpses and ice spiders continued to move south from the north, starting a new round of attack, and the fierce defensive battle continued.
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The attack relied entirely on Oda Weiying, and Werther spent all his attention on magic perception.
A stream of dragon flames streaked across the ground and suddenly stopped halfway through. Aoda Weiying twisted his wings, made a flexible turn in the air with his huge body, and accelerated towards the north.
The giant dragon swooped towards a seemingly ordinary attack camp in the forest. Countless fireballs and red magic hit the dragon's head. Witte raised his hand to use the magic to block the dragon's head.
Boom~~~The golden and red explosion blocked Werther's sight, but the giant dragon did not emit dragon flames. When it was almost close to the ground, it stood up and spread its wings to the maximum. It made an emergency stop and threw Werter to the ground.
Blessed by a variety of magic, Witte, holding the Bloody Ska Blade, crossed his left arm in front of his eyes, used inertia to smash through a giant ghoul and then smashed it into the snow five to six meters deep. Countless ghouls around him immediately
They rushed toward Werther with broken weapons, pouring into the hole made by Werther like a black tide.
The nearby fireballs stopped firing, and the ice spiders gathered up their webs and began to quickly move their positions. In the dark night, the undead creatures, dragons and Werther did not need lighting.
A red light glowed deep in the snow.
"Roar!" Along with Witte's roar, crescent-shaped sword energy rushed into the sky through the snow. Witte launched a melee attack with all his strength, causing the surrounding snow to quickly collapse.
Werther discovered something unusual under the snow.
Audaweiying also landed near Werther. The dragon roared and swept its wings. It wanted to wipe out everything that moved around Werter!
Countless thick trees mixed with the broken limbs of the ghoul flew hundreds of meters into the air, ignoring the corpses and vampires climbing up the body. The dragon's head lowered its head and glared, and golden red dragon flames spurted out against the ground. The dragon's head then swung.
, drawing a huge semicircle of flames on the ground.
Auda Weiying was fighting on the ground, and Werther was digging deep in the snow, slashing out ten sword energy in succession, and the surrounding corpses were temporarily cleared.
A withered arm with only half a chest left on the ground grabbed Werther's leg armor. With a few clicks, the fingers on the arm were burnt to charcoal and scattered on the ground. Only a bare bone knocked Werther's leg armor apart.
Clank. The armor's keel and Valyrian steel also played a huge role in facing the undead.
The frozen and hard ground is full of writhing corpses. Going deep behind enemy lines, Witte will no longer waste his energy on things that have no fighting power. Stepping on the writhing bones, the Valyrian steel under his feet is shaking with each step.
The bones were so hot that they made a squeaking sound.
Werther walked to an ice wall and stretched out his hand to stick it. The smooth, smooth and thick ice surface was not naturally formed, and the special magic point he sensed was inside.
"Hi~ha~" a bunch of corpses shouted and swarmed towards Werther again.
Holding the giant sword tightly with both hands, he swept across from right to left. The blood-red sword energy flew close to the ground at the height of Werther's waist and swept through the group of corpses. His pelvis and legs continued to run forward, holding the weapon.
The upper body fell to the ground and was trampled to pieces by the corpse behind him within a few moments.
With a sweeping blow, Werther relied on the power of the sword swing to twist his waist and turn around. With the giant sword in both hands, he lifted up against the ice wall, and then struck down again.
The cross-shaped sword energy hit the ice wall diagonally, "Ha!" Werther breathed out, kicked hard, and kicked out a human-shaped hole in the ice wall with a bang.
"What the hell is this!"
The ice wall is one of the faces of a cube. After Werther walked into the ice room, he used ice magic to block the hole and temporarily ignored the corpses who were smashing the wall crazily.
What appeared in front of Werther's eyes was a strange metal device.
A long pole three to four meters high, with many horizontal metal branches at different heights, like a metal pine tree.
The bottom of the metal pole was divided into three and pierced into the ice for fixation. An unknown magic circle covered with blood connected the ice room and the bottom of the metal pole. There was a human corpse lying beside it, with his hands on his chest and his belly.
A small hole was pierced with a sharp weapon, and the blood of the magic circle was provided by him.
The central eye of the magic array, which is the bottom of the long triangular support frame, is an ice-blue White Walker head.
"The blood magic of vampires, the heads of White Walkers, and the rough metal creations smelted by humans, these ghost things!"
Witte took a rough look, then leaned over to check the formation eye. It tilted when he poked it, and there were also traces of being cut by a sharp weapon on the bottom. Witte confirmed that this was not a White Walker that had buried its body in the ice, but that it was really a piece of stone that had been chopped off.
's head.
Suddenly, the White Walker head opened his eyes, stared at Werther, and opened his mouth to speak: "Dragonborn!"
"The one who rides on the horse is still alive!" Werther said in a surprised voice, pinching the White Walker's ears and bringing it up to his eyes.
The hand holding the giant sword slowly turned behind his back, his thumb pressed against a dagger stuck in the metal belt on the back of the armor, ready to attack at any time.