Fire shot into the sky, and dragon flames washed over the earth.
Viserys was wrestling with the Night King, holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands.
The helmet on his head was chopped off by the Night King's sword in the fierce battle just now, and it flew to an unknown place. Now his long silver-gold hair is scattered on the cold armor.
Everything Viserys could see was filled with raging dragon flames, and the Night King was also among them. The two fought hard in a sea of fire, and everything within their field of vision became distorted.
Wrapped in the dragon flames, the silver-haired young man felt warmth all over his body, instantly dispelling the coldness around him. The Night King had a completely different experience from him. Although the Night King could resist the burning of the dragon flames, it was the result of consuming his divine power.
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The Night King is stronger than Viserys. After all, he has lived for thousands of years, and Viserys has the help of many foreign aids.
Under the circumstances, Viserys gained the home field advantage. In addition, the sky had cleared up, and the warm sunshine struggled to penetrate the gloom that enveloped the entire battlefield. Instead, the Night King fell into the low water.
However, at this moment, even though both of them are extraordinary beings, they have reached the point where their strength is exhausted and they are exhausted.
Click
The silver-haired dragon knight knelt on the ground.
The scarlet sword in his hand supported his body, his handsome face was full of fatigue, his chest was heaving, and he was breathing heavily. He raised his head and looked at the Night King not far away.
The Night King's condition is no better than Viserys. The ancient armor on his body has become a bit tattered, and there is a shocking scar in it.
In the battle just now, Viserys rolled over to pick up the thrown dagger, and almost disemboweled the Night King who rushed towards him, but unfortunately, the Night King dodged it.
At this moment, the Night King was standing unsteadily on the spot with the stone sword in his hand, the ice-blue flames in his eyes swaying gently, like a candle in the wind, and the sound of cracking ice came from his mouth.
He raised the stone sword in his hand, as if he was about to attack Viserys.
When the silver-haired dragon knight kneeling on one knee saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly, and the five fingers supporting his body were clenched.
But at this moment.
A clear sound suddenly came from the ice crown on the Night King's head.
Click
It was like the sound of a piece of fine porcelain breaking, which was particularly clear on the silent battlefield where there were only two people.
The Night King was stunned for a moment, and then stopped.
"Um?"
And Viserys was breathing heavily, also not knowing what was happening.
Then he saw the Night King stop and take off the ice crown with a corner cut off from his head.
The translucent ice crown refracted brilliant light in the sunlight, and you could see a clear crack split from the middle, running through the entire crown.
The next second, the Ice Crown in the Night King's hand completely shattered and turned into crystal light spots like stars in the sky. It fell from the Night King's hand and fell to the ground, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The Night King's expression instantly became extremely gloomy.
The flames in his eyes began to beat violently like candles in the wind, seeming to be burning with raging anger comparable to dragon flames.
"This is…"
Viserys witnessed this scene at close range, but he didn't know what the shattering of the Ice Crown meant.
He should now be regarded as one of the humans who knows the Night King the most in the entire world.
Because the two have been fighting for so long, the Night King still hasn't killed him.
"What happened?"
"Why did the Ice Crown break?"
Viserys held the hilt of his sword with one hand, panting slightly, his brain thinking rapidly, but he couldn't find the answer.
But what is certain is that Viserys has now reached the end of his life.
He has used all the black mist to add to the attributes used in combat, but it is still not enough to break through the thirty-year mark of qualitative change. Otherwise, Viserys's strength may jump to a higher level, reaching the same level as the Night King.
high.
Now he is just pretending with his last breath, hoping to frighten the other party.
If the Night King wanted to attack him again, Viserys could only call down Balerion, then turn into black mist and return to the dragon's back to escape.
However, at this moment, the ice crown on the Night King's head shattered.
The Night King stood there with a gloomy expression and said nothing, while Viserys did not want to irritate the other person, so he supported the hilt of his sword and stood up unsteadily.
But then the Night King, who had stood there silently for a long time, finally raised his head and looked at Viserys, with flames dancing in his eyes.
Viserys's heart suddenly tightened, but he clenched the hilt of his sword and stood there, his armor reflecting the light of the dragon's flames, looking at the opponent with piercing eyes, seemingly showing no sign of weakness.
Then, the Night King finally made a sound of the ice cracking.
The morning sun penetrated the haze of the night, and the snowflakes that had been flying all night finally stopped at this time.
But a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground, and there are some signs of thawing on the frozen Green Fork River.
The Night King's voice penetrated the battlefield and reached the ears of every White Walker.
The kings of the North have been exploited because of the special bloodline of the Stark family. Under the power of the Night King, they regenerated their bodies from bones and loess and restored their former appearance. Naturally, there is a surreal relationship between them.
connect.
They sat on the skeleton horses, their gray hair and beards blown by the cold wind. They heard the Night King's order and looked at the human coalition in front of them, who were about to be annihilated. There was no unwillingness in their eyes.
Then he turned the horse's head and retreated in the direction from which he came.
Countless bloodthirsty ghouls who were crazy and bloodthirsty not long ago have now become extremely well-behaved under the Night King's command, silently following the kings of the north towards the north.
"His Majesty!"
The main force of the coalition forces was surrounded by corpses and was in dire straits.
The captain of the Kingsguard was holding the body of His Majesty the King. Robert was hit by an arrow in the right chest. Although he did not die on the spot, he was unconscious and in critical condition.
However, at this extremely critical moment, no one expected that the White Walkers would retreat under such circumstances.
"what happened?"
"what happened?"
The main force of the coalition forces, tens of thousands of human soldiers, were surrounded by the White Walkers and were about to be annihilated.
Then they watched these dead people passing by in front of them with trembling fear, and did not attack them again, but headed towards the north.
They were puzzled and had no idea what was happening.
"Is it that His Majesty?"
However, someone suddenly thought of something.
Viserys must have done something when he rode a dragon deep behind the army of the dead and never returned.