The sound of horses neighing sounded one after another in the narrow and long queues, and the snow on the plain became thinner as the army entered the forest.

Under the dull sound of horse hooves, the peak called Shujiao Mountain behind him gradually faded away and eventually turned into a hazy black shadow.

"Jon, why did that adult stay on that mountain?" The companion beside him said in curiosity, and he turned his head to look at the increasingly hazy mountain behind him.

"It must be something." Jon Snow replied absent-mindedly. Sitting upright on the horse's back, the whole person looked a little dull.

"Of course I know there must be something wrong, what's the problem?"

"Who knows." Jon rolled his eyes and responded.

After learning that the army was divided into two groups and the large army returned to the Great Wall, he wanted to stay there, but was ruthlessly rejected. This really made him a little depressed, so he didn't want to mention this at the moment.

"Actually, I think it's good to stay on the mountain," said Eddie, a companion. "When I return to Black Castle, I have to train all day long and patrol the top of the seven hundred feet high. Just thinking about it is enough to make people impatient."

"That's right." Pipp on the other side nodded and said solemnly: " Stay on the mountain and be able to feel the traces of God close to me. I feel that I am not much the same as I am now." He said, muttering some quotations recorded in the Seven-Star Bible.

What demons cannot harm those who believe in the Seven Gods, or the lives of ordinary people are like candles in the wind, or the seven levels of hell are waiting for those sinners who have not repent.

Jon was not surprised by his devout look at this moment, after all, the experience during this period was really bizarre.

I traveled a long distance to Shujiao Mountain, surrounded by White Walkers with amazing means, and saw the "old gods" like children.

He was then swept into death by the large amount of fog that swept down from the black clouds, and was miraculously resurrected - of course this was learned from other people.

Jon himself said that he only felt that he fainted after being shrouded in the dark clouds, and then he woke up from the light of the sky.

Everything subverted his previous outlook on life. When he looked back at this moment, he vaguely felt that the world seemed to have completely changed.

"It's like two worlds."

Jon sighed while riding silently in the woods path.

But now he is gradually drifting away from the "other world".

...

The old savage sent by the king outside the frontier was at the front of the team, and the loud shouting sound came to my ears.

The other party was also one of the resurrected people. Compared to his no different mental state, he made his voice louder. He rode his horse at the front of the team, stopped from time to time, and used his eagle to observe the surroundings.

Although the White Walker seemed to have disappeared, the caution he had developed for many years did not relax the old savage.

This is an advantage, but today, or at this moment, it has quietly become a defect.

...

As we kept moving forward, a vast roar came faintly from the distance, and the army horses were frightened by the sudden screams.

Everyone stopped moving forward because of this.

Just as the soldiers were pulling the reins tightly to bind the horses, a scream suddenly came from the front!

The screams were shrill and sharp. Jon looked in the direction of the sound and found that at the front of the team, the old savage who was still full of energy just now, was covered in his head and fell off his horse!

"What happened?" Jon, who was watching the nearby soldiers hurried forward to support him, murmured with a far distance, with a shocked and suspicious look on his face.

Just as he was full of doubts, the sound of wind suddenly appeared above his head, blowing his brown and black hair so hard that it could not help but flutter. At the same time, a huge roar suddenly came from the sky. He looked up and was stunned.

The huge black figure was sweeping by directly above his head, with strong winds spreading, and his black wings stretching, as if covering the sky and the sun.

"This is……"

"dragon!"

"It's a dragon!"

"Run!"

...

The army was panicked because of this, but the panic lasted for only a while and then gradually subsided.

Because the thing ignored the army in the woods, and even looked at them, they flew directly over the sky.

Countless people breathed a sigh of relief.

The same was true for Jon, but when he saw the direction of the dragon flying, his mood that had just relaxed was tight.

"Remember right, that should be in the direction of Tree Corner Mountain, right?" Eddie beside him murmured, and at the end of his speech, he couldn't help looking at each other with Jon.

...

There is a flat high platform at the top of Shujiao Mountain, extending out from the "neck" of the mountain, and is on par with the mountain below. Generally speaking, it looks like the surface of a seat used by a giant, while the sharp top of the mountain is the back of a chair.

Shire is standing here at this moment.

There are towering peaks at your feet. Looking around, the ground below the peak is snow-white, spreading along the foot of the mountain to the distance, and finally reaching a vast forest covered by snow.

"If things get bad, I'll try to save you." A crow fell on a stone not far away, staring at Charles with dark eyes. He made sharp sounds.

"You saved me, saved all the sons of the forest, and even said that you saved the whole world. Although I don't know why you have to be an enemy of the daughter of light, I will not see you killed by her."

Hearing this, Charles couldn't help but look at him, "It seems like I will lose when you say."

"In fact, you should be able to guess what form the daughter of light will arrive here." said the Three-Eyed Crow. "In the ancient Valyrian era, she cultivated a magic dragon that suits her wishes through the hands of those shepherds. She was able to squirt, fly, and be invulnerable to the sword and gun, completely restrain the alien gods. Your magic looks amazing, but I don't think it can work for that creature."

"You said the same thing when the alien god." Shir shrugged, "And that energy."

The three-eyed crow was silent when he heard this.

Charles then said, "But thank you, I think you should be careful. If I can't beat her, I can run away, so you may not be sure."

"I'm safe." The three-eyed crow said: "The lifespan of the Green Prophet has an end, but life is difficult to wither. Unless she destroys the entire mountain, she will never kill me."

His words were plain, but the sufficient confidence hidden in them was clearly heard.

Shir shrugged when he heard this, and said nothing more. He turned to look at the woods at the end of his sight, waiting silently.

He didn't know when the enemy would come, but the scepter he was holding tightly in his hand was trembling.

Obviously, after absorbing other people's power, the scepter could vaguely sense the arrival of the original owner.

That's why he came here early.

"Whether it can be done depends on today..."

Murmuring, standing on the mountain and quietly blowing the cold wind. Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took, a dark spot appeared at the end of my sight.

"Here you!" Looking at the gradually approaching monster, Charles tightened the scepter in his hand with a serious expression.

"Be careful." The three-eyed crow reminded him, then flapped his wings and left.

Shire nodded, staring at the other party, holding the scepter in his hand, and preparing silently.

So as he looked at it, the black spot became bigger and bigger, and gradually, it was enough to make him see clearly.

The black head looks like an enlarged version of the lizard head, with a pair of thin and huge bat wings on its body, a narrow and long tail with a hook, a crescent belly, but not bloated. The body is smooth, and the neck and cheeks are covered with barbs.

The dragon's body was covered with black scales, and it was shining with metal-like reflections in the sun. As the wings flapped, the huge figure gradually approached, and the violent wind came faintly, and it became louder and louder as time passed.

Finally, the wind whistled, making Charle's robe whistling, and her black hair was messy, and her eyes staring at the sky had to squint a little.

The other party stopped "steps" at a height diagonally opposite the Charles. Then, without any "negotiation", the deafening roar, and the rolling dragon flames rushed towards him in an instant!
Chapter completed!