Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 43 The Black Hand Outside the Great Wall
Black soil, white wood, that's all in the cave.

This place is far outside the Great Wall of Desperation.

Beneath the nameless frozen hills lie countless interconnected caverns, all the way to the depths of the earth, and no one has ever explored all these dark passages.

"There are more and more dead people."

A sweet, high-pitched voice seemed to be singing sadly.

She looked like a little girl, with big gold and emerald green eyes and colorful messy hair strewn with branches and flowers.

She wore a cloak of leaves, and her dark brown skin was spotted like a doe.

Elf.

She is a child of the forest.

But in their original language, they are "people who sing the praises of the earth".

The Three-Eyed Raven in the Weirwood Throne whispered hoarsely, "The minions of the Cold God have been revived, but we still have hope. The dead people they manipulate cannot yet overcome the magic at the cave entrance."

A White Walker can even turn tens of thousands of dead people into its ghouls.

The Children of the Forest looked worriedly at the old man, so old that he was almost rotten. The old man had merged with the weirwood, and most of his flesh had been reduced to pale bark and wood.

Save for one bright red eye and long, pale hair that fell to his waist, the old man was a talking face in the weirwood.

This is "The Last Green Prophet".

Originally, the Green Prophet was the inheritance of the Children of the Forest, but now they are about to perish, so they have to rely on the wise men among humans.

Brynden Rivers.

The old man once gave them hope, but now it seems that the end of the ethnic group still seems inescapable.

"Green Prophet, maybe we will all return to the earth with you."

she knows.

The old man has already exceeded the lifespan of a mortal, and he has survived these years with his firm belief, but he has reached the limit after all.

Maybe a few months, maybe a year or two, the old man will usher in his final destination.

"Blood Raven" Brynden has not given up.

"No, I have found a new Green Prophet for you, he will do much better than me, and he will help the world stop the conspiracy of the Cold God."

She knew the heir.

Brandon Stark, gifted with the gift of the Greenseer, received the attention and care of the old man from birth.

pity.

"Didn't that kid go further south, where there was once a plain with lush forests?"

Blood Raven hated and regretted it.

This is not how it should be.I have seen him for so many years, how could it end like this?
He was not reconciled.

He is Brynden Rivers, known as "Lord Bloodraven," of noble blood of the dragon.His past deeds are now legends.

People say he has a thousand and one eyes and is an evil wizard.

So what?

The slander and fear of the ignorant just proves that his existence cannot be underestimated.

Even after being exiled to the Wall and losing everything he once had, he became Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

He is getting old.

Gods bless, he met the Son of the Forest Beyond the Wall when he was in his 70s.

Fate favored him.

He became the Greenseer of the Haunted Forest again, the Three-Eyed Raven, and has lived to this day.

Although he can't walk on the ground again, he can fly, he has 100 pairs of eyes, and he can see the whole world.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Bran is the best chance.

He can start over with him, using the power of the Seven Kingdoms to fend off the White Walkers and take back the dragon's throne.

"The trajectory of fate was disrupted by that person who shouldn't have appeared. As long as we correct it, that child will understand his mission."

She looked at the old man with clear and vicissitudes of life, "How to correct it?"

He said, "That man has powers that do not belong to the world, such as flames, steel, and eyes. Perhaps he is the catastrophe we must face."

Brynden remembered what he had seen.

"You are the only one in the clan who knows the common language. I need you to go there yourself, bring a few strong clansmen, and bring that person back."

After hesitating for a moment, Brynden decided to show some hole cards.

"Take my crow, it will find the human skinchangers in the forest, and these people can help you."

She saw the expectation in the old man's eyes.

They have been hiding from humans since many years ago, but now they want to actively attack humans?
People who shouldn't be there.She imagined what he looked like.

She was a little scared, but she knew: she should obey the instructions of the Green Prophet, who can see everything.

"I see, Green Prophet."

Hope this trip goes well.She turned and walked out of the cave step by step.

There was another whisper from behind, "Take this sword, those humans probably need it."

She turned her head and saw a long, slender, black sword.

She has traveled the world for 200 years.

She knew it by its name, "Dark Sister."

The black crow flew out of the cave.

The Children of the Forest followed with their companions.

Many dead people were buried in the heavy snow outside the cave, and the breath of life quickly awakened them, and the dead people opened their eyes.

A large group of ghouls stood up from the ice and snow and rushed towards the children of the forest.

Is the servant of the cold god watching?she thinks.

Her own companion was a fox, and the other six clansmen rode fierce beasts.

The shadow lynx's sharp claws can tear a dead man apart in two or three strokes, and the wild boar plows a path by charging wildly with its strong body.

The crows in the sky hovered slowly, unaffected in the slightest.

They quickly broke out of the encirclement.

She breathed a sigh of relief.Looks like just some brainless dead people.

The ghouls under the full control of the other ghosts are much smarter, and coupled with the advantage in numbers, at least it will be a lot of trouble.

The crow flies to the southwest.

The clansmen looked at her, with excitement in their eyes, but also worry about unknown dangers.

She sang to the clan people in the original language: "The earth bless us, the forest bless us, the last Green Prophet has an heir, correct the trajectory of fate, and the clan will surely prosper as before."

Out of trust in the Green Prophet, the children of the forest left their last homeland.

……

"Ahem, let me tell you something, since the lord has given the order, everyone must obey and not act without authorization!"

A tall human on a mammoth shouted loudly.

The free folk roared loudly, all vying to express their opinions, and no one obeyed the other.

The Children of the Forest watched the scene blankly.

She was not so surprised.Compared with the people in her homeland, years of traveling made her understand many strange reactions of human beings.

The human beings outside the Great Wall are not as united as inside the Great Wall, but there will be no sudden particularly large conflicts.She knew that time would calm these humans down.

The helpers Crow has found are all ready, and the team is about to rush to the Great Wall.

She has a lot more confidence now.

More than 500 strong humans, more than 30 skinchangers.

Wild boar, snow bear, shadow lynx, mammoth, direwolf, gray wolf, fox, goshawk, crow, wild dog...

No matter how scary the person who should not appear is, there is no way to resist it.

She smiled happily.

(End of this chapter)