There are not many villages north of the Great Wall. Witte and Odaweying confirmed the direction. This place is almost due north of Castle Black. It should be Castle Custer as mentioned by the Night Watch.
Blood-like red snowflakes were floating in the sky. Werther raised his hand. The snowflakes that fell on his gauntlet were evaporated by the keel, leaving behind a pool of red powder.
Witte rubbed the powder and said, "Do you feel it? Aoda Weiying is blood magic. The sky is covered with blood magic."
"I feel very uncomfortable here! You won't let me destroy this place with dragon flames!" Aoda Weiying was very unhappy.
Looking at the dark coniferous forest on the ground, Witte said: "It's easy to destroy. This weird situation must be investigated. Why don't we land on the ground first?"
"feim~~zii~~gron~!" Aoda Weiying used dragon language magic, and his body turned into a transparent blue shadow.
Werther, who was standing above it, was grasping its horns. Suddenly his hands were free, and his body passed through Oda Weiying's head and fell rapidly towards Custer Castle.
"You have to go and call me after you finish the investigation." Audaweiying, who was in the spirit state, threw Witte here, left a few words and flew away.
"I'd better say hello before using magic!" Fortunately, Werther knew a lot of magic. He adjusted his body posture in the air and slowly flew towards the center of Custer Castle.
When Witte quickly approached the ground, he noticed that the leaves and bark of the coniferous forests here had long been peeled off, leaving only bare tree trunks. There was no snow on the ground, and they were covered with dark black mucus. These tree trunks absorbed the mucus and became
became black.
Chirp!
"Holy shit!" His feet stepped on the soft "black mud" and made an unpleasant sound. Werther started to curse as soon as he landed on the ground.
After the slightly hard surface of the black mud on the ground was broken, Werther's feet sank in until he reached his ankles. When he pulled his right leg out of the black mud, there was something like red meat underneath, and bright red blood was all over Werther.
His boots made a squeaking sound.
Werther concentrated his magic power on his right leg, and white cold air began to emit from the outside of the keel boots. Then he stomped heavily on the black mud, and the ice flowers exploded and the cold air overflowed, and soon an icy road froze in front of him.
The family castle that Custer talks about is actually just a few wooden two-story buildings. He lives with more than a dozen daughters and livestock. He is the only male here, and his daughters will give birth to daughters for him. If
When a boy is born, he gives it to the White Walkers as a gift.
Werther walked into the dilapidated wooden house, which exuded an unpleasant stench, and gently opened the door. The wooden door, whose structure had long been in decay, immediately fell to the ground. There were rattling sounds everywhere in the wooden house, and it might collapse at any time.
It doesn't matter to Werther whether the wooden house collapses or not, because he finally sees what he perceives through magic.
The tables and chairs in the hall were piled on the collapsed wooden stairs, and in the middle was a two-story high pillar, a living pillar.
Pools of yellow-white fat at the bottom of the pillar are the source of the stench.
Witte held his nose and walked closer, and found that there were men and women on it, mostly humans and a few vampires. Their skin was peeled off, revealing bright red muscles and blood vessels. The upper body was centered on the pillar and faced outward, while the lower body was all
Fusion together creates this huge pillar of flesh and blood.
"There is nothing more disgusting than this! It's hard to find anywhere, how should I check it?"
Perhaps because he heard Werther talking, a man on the pillar raised his head and stared at Werther. He roared and stretched out his hands to wave continuously, trying to catch Werther.
"Hiss~~ah~~"
The other people on the pillar were also awakened, and the originally soft pillar immediately became active. The people on the entire pillar began to show their teeth and claws, and kept roaring at Werther.
Werther's stomach was almost unbearable and he quickly retreated outside the cabin after confirming that he couldn't do it. However, he thought that this trip could not be in vain.
After thinking for a while, Werther used ice magic to freeze the wooden house with a layer of solid ice, and then began to use the summoning spell.
"Dragonborn! I like the taste of flesh and blood!"
"I want to taste blood!"
Two demon kings wearing black armor appeared in front of Werther, and they smelled it as soon as they came out.
"Eat and drink whatever you want today, I'll treat you!" Witte greeted the two demon kings with a smile on his face.
"You have flesh, blood, and a soul. That's enough for today! But after you finish your feast, how about helping to study the racks for the meat?"
"polite!"
"Easy to say!"
The Great Lord is a very high-level position in the annihilation plane of the demon god Dagon. The two demons are just the Great Lord written in the summoning contract, but they are actually ordinary demon warriors. The two people who have dealt with Witte many times helped him last time.
Dagon brought Werther and Renly to the world of Annihilation. The relationship was a little tense. They didn't expect Werther to be so polite today.
Werther led the demon into the wooden house and pointed at the giant pillar of flesh and blood that covered the body and kept roaring: "You two, please have a meal!"
"I was a little full from what I had eaten yesterday."
A demon with red facial stripes piercing his eyes said while stroking his belly.
The demon next to him closed his eyes, and after a while he spoke to Witte: "The demon soldiers are going to fight in other planes again. They are calling me. I have to go back quickly!"
Demons are not stupid. When they were outside the house, the smell of flesh and blood was so strong that they ignored the smell of magic. As soon as they came in, they found something was wrong. This pillar was an altar modified by blood magic!
Seeing the purple magic light up on the demon's hand, Witte quickly reached out and grabbed the two demons who wanted to open the portal and escape, and pulled them to the left and right in front of the meat pillar:
"Look, no matter how weird it is, it is always made of flesh and blood. You two are professionals. Pus and rotten internal organs are delicious in your mouths. You help me study this pillar, and you can eat the rest as you like.
You can just pack it up and take it home!”
"This is the blood magic of vampires, the corpse summoning technique of undead creatures, and the flesh and soul of humans. Together they are not good." The demon told what it knew.
Witte began to put his hands on the devil's shoulders harder, and his tone became colder, with a hint of ridicule: "These vampires are from Cold Harbor. You want to leave when you see them. Are you afraid?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Haha, are we afraid of the Lord of Cold Harbor?"
"The demons and those bastards are at odds with each other!"
Merunes Dagon and Morag Bal are both demon gods. They both like to conquer, rule and enslave souls. Their attributes are also hot and cold. Dagon's domain is as hot as lava hell, and Molag's domain is as hot as lava hell.
The realm of Ge Ge is dark and cold, and the two demon gods are naturally at odds with each other. They compete fiercely everywhere, and the same goes for their subordinates.
Witte took out the dagger given by Dagon and played with it in his hand: "The Lord of Cold Harbor is developing vampire descendants everywhere, and it invades my world in this way. You helped me figure out the principle of this thing, and it can also be used to
Dagon reports.”
"For the great cause of the Demon God!"
The two demons were deceived, shouting slogans, pulling out the giant swords from behind and rushing to the meat pillar and slashing wildly. Blood and flesh flew everywhere and the organs flowed. From time to time, they would grab a piece and put it in their mouths. Witte saw this and hurriedly
Ran out of the room.
Outside the wooden house, Witte set up some defensive magic circles around him, with his giant sword leaning against the ice chair, sitting and waiting for the White Walkers' troops. However, he almost fell asleep without seeing a single shadow, until there was no sound in the house.
, the two demons came out.
"Dragonborn, this thing has been investigated clearly. Remember, we must go back to find Lord Dagon as soon as possible." Each of the two demons held a thigh and gnawed it as they walked.
It seems that appearance is justice. Werther did not have much objection to the two demons wearing gorgeous demon armors eating people in front of him: "Come on, tell me."
The Pillar of Flesh is a modified Blood Altar, composed of nine living White Walker heads, plus eighteen vampires and eighty-one humans.
Supported by a metal frame, human flesh and blood provides energy, the blood of vampires activates magic, and the heads of ghosts buried deep in the flesh control the corpses. The altar they form together maximizes their control. This time, thousands of miles away,
When the Great Wall launched an attack at the same time, it was this altar that was controlling the ghouls.
Now that the altar has been destroyed, the remaining wights can only be controlled by the White Walkers at close range. Witte feels that he did not find the Night King this time, but it still has some effect. At least he will not find any wights in his sight after the wights appear in the future.
You can go directly to this strange altar.
Werther pointed at the almost finished thigh in the devil's hand: "Are they willing?"
The demon waved his hand: "Only the most twisted flesh and blood and the most painful soul can make the altar play its greatest role!"
Another demon said: "I learned from their souls that these people did not know beforehand. They were sent here by a vampire named Custer, and then they were maimed by their own people and made into altars."
"Custer! This bitch is a scum even if he's not a human being!"
Witte turned around and raised his hand. Flame, lightning and storm gathered in his palm at the same time. A triple attribute fusion charged magic blasted the wooden house into pieces. The burning flames carried lightning, spinning like a tornado, and blasted the flying out
The shards were sucked into the firestorm until everything in sight was burned to ashes.
The demon returned to the realm of annihilation, and Werther also called Oda Weiying to fly south together.
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"My horse has lost its strength, come and carry supplies quickly!" Captain Lar Mormont was shouting on a wooden boat with brackets on both sides of the bottom.
"Without the horses, the only ones left that can run are the ones in front of me." On a boat nearby, Jorah Mormont pulled off his mask to block the wind and snow, and spat out a large stream of white smoke when he replied.
In the northwest of the North, west of the Shadow Tower of the Great Wall and east of Bear Island, this sea area often has floating ice from the north, so it is called Ice Bay.
The long and cold winter caused all of Ice Bay to freeze over. The Mormont family's fleet of ships that supplied the Shadow Tower were replaced by small boats a few years ago, and the bottoms of the boats were modified to be pulled by horses to glide on the ice.
Jorah looked to the rear. Only half of the large northern fleet of hundreds of ships had followed the team. When Jorah, the leader, stopped the ship, they all gathered together and put the ships together to form a circle to block the wind and snow.
He and his horse went into the pen to rest.
The Shadow Tower was breached. They fled overnight and did not dare to stop along the way. Many horses were exhausted, and some people got separated in the wind and snow without knowing their whereabouts.
"Are we still running away? Those monsters haven't caught up." Laila is Jorah's third sister, and she is thicker than her skinny brother.
Hearing the monster, Jorah's heart began to beat wildly, and he remembered the previous tragic battle in the Shadow Tower. Jorah was now in a very bad mood and said in a very harsh tone: "You should be lucky that those damn big spiders slipped on the ice.
!Otherwise we will all die in the Shadow Tower!"
Laila started to argue: "There are no cowards in Bear Island! Women can still fight!"
"Didn't you hear what the people on the top of the Great Wall said? There are so many ghouls outside the Great Wall that you can't even see the end of them! Oh, by the way, all the people on the top were burned to death. Only me and a night watchman escaped. You
Of course I didn't hear it because I was on the boat." Jorah took off his right glove and showed his sister the scorched flesh on his hand.
Brother Jorah obviously made the decision to retreat after a difficult battle. Laila asked: "Is your hand okay?"
"I can barely move after being treated by a magician. I still need to drink the healing potion after I go back." After Jorah finished speaking, he looked up at the sky: "The wind is southerly. We are very close to Bear Island. Let the horses rest for half an hour and we will set off. Bear
People on the island need to evacuate, and we need to notify them as soon as possible."
The messenger crow from the Shadow Tower had not been sent out, and Jorah wanted to pack up and take away all the valuable things at home before the White Walkers reached Bear Island, so he was so anxious.
The horse was dead, and the boat was useless. Jorah had the food removed, and the bottom of the boat was used as a stove. The hull was cracked as firewood and started to make a fire. A dozen night watchmen who followed Jorah fled.
Insist on standing guard first and then eating.
There was a little light on the endless ice, what an obvious target! The vigilant night watchman soon discovered two figures approaching rapidly in the wind and snow.
"There are pursuers! Hurry up and pick up your weapons, there are pursuers!"
"Is it a White Walker?"
"You won't let us go even if you die!"
Jorah pulled out the long claw of the Valyrian steel sword from his waist, grabbed a family knight and shouted: "You and Laila build a boat and return to Bear Island quickly, we will stop the pursuers!"
"Let's go together!" Laila shouted.
"Do you think I don't want to? The White Walkers are coming for me, and they will chase me wherever I run away!" Jorah killed a White Walker with his long claws during the battle in the Shadow Tower. When the White Walker died,
Jorah is still haunted by the scream.
"Everyone listens to the order, holds the gap with their shields, greases their spears with kerosene, and those behind light torches!"
Jorah thought that the White Walker wanted revenge, so he must die. If Werther had been there at the time, or if he had described the appearance of the White Walker to Werther, he would have known that it was actually a White Walker without ice armor and had just transformed from a human.
The cannon fodder of the White Walkers. But now that there is no faith in the crow, Jorah can only be forced to run for his life.
Ouch~~~
"Wolf? A zombie wolf wouldn't cry like that! Hahaha!" The knights looked through the gap.
"It's alive! It's alive!" A night watchman threw down his sword and cried in his arms.
A wolf and a horse, a woman and a man. The woman walking in front was dressed in thin but gorgeous clothes, and the strong white-haired man wearing armor followed behind.
Geralt looked at the flag hanging on the ship and shouted: "Are you from Bear Island?"
"I am Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island!" Jorah squeezed out of the crowd and walked outside the circle of ships. The man didn't recognize him, but the woman had some recollection. She was wearing white clothes and a white mask. Jorah pulled off the mask to reveal
His own face asked: "Are you Sansa?"
"Um."
Jorah was overjoyed and shouted to the people behind him: "Great, the chief mage of the Red Castle is here to save us!"
Sansa said calmly: "Sir Jorah, please don't shout. I have something urgent to ask you. Were there any important figures in the Shadow Tower before it was breached by the White Walkers?"
Jorah thought for a while, then raised his hand and pointed at his chest: "No one, am I, a knight, considered a big shot there?"
Sansa shook her head. The green seer probably wouldn't let her Geralt go there in person for Jorah.
Laila also walked out of the fleet: "There are many women in the Bear Island fleet. The place where we live is full of women. I seem to see someone there."
"Who?" Sansa quickly asked.
"She has blond hair that we northerners don't have. She is short and has fair skin. She is dressed as thinly as you. She should be a magician."
"Is it the missing Tyene?" Geralt made a guess and whispered to Sansa.
Sansa waved her hand to stop Geralt, raised her head and looked into the circle formed by the ship, and used magic on her hands to start exploring: "Is she in there?"
Laila: "The tower where the woman lived collapsed, and many people inside did not escape."