Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 82 Full of magic power, everything is ready

The godswood forest was as quiet as ever, and the thick trunks propped up a large sea of ​​leaves of various colors, floating in a space more than three meters above the ground.

It is close to the ancient wolf den that no one in Baigang wants to come to. Clay's arrival may be the first visitor to this ancient forest today.

Last time, before he set off for the Twins, he shared the bottle of bad ale full of memories with Sir Bartimus, the commander of the White Sea Guard, here.

Now, Sir Bartimus has left the woods and returned to his fief, but Clay has returned here to communicate with the old god power of the northern belief.

Relying on his excellent senses, Clay quickly passed through the periphery of the godswood, and saw the ancient heart tree in the center. At the foot of the tree was still the pool of water, just as he remembered.

Bypassing the pool, Clay came to the foot of the heart tree. The purple-red leaves swayed above his head, and there was a rustling sound between the leaves rubbing against each other.

Coupled with this quiet and beautiful environment, it was originally a fascinating world, but Clay knew very well that the ancient heart tree full of traces of time in front of him was the eye of the three-eyed crow planted here.

When the Three-Eyed Crow left last time, it left enough magic power here. Clay didn't have time to extract it, and then went south non-stop. Now, it's finally time to take this gift.

The palm of his hand was lightly pressed against the cold bark of the heart tree, and Clay's witcher system unfolded on the retina with his thoughts. He called up his own magic pool and began to draw magic power from the heart tree for the second time.

Unlike last time, Clay himself was almost exploded by the surging magic power. Now, he can effectively control the infusion of magic power.

Although the magic pool itself does not show an upper limit, Clay's own body has a limit.

The Three-Eyed Raven, that is, the magic power of the old god, itself is heterogeneous. In Clay's opinion, it seems to be the fusion of many powers. He cannot use these powers directly, and must be cleaned by the system's magic pool.

If he used this magic power directly, Clay had a hunch that if he drank the herbal decoction under such circumstances, even if there were ten of him helping him, it would not be enough for Krissen to die alone.

According to the theory of the Three-Eyed Crow, this means that under different magic power systems, different magic powers are poisons that cannot be cured in this world for magical creatures.

Clay reckoned that if he didn't have the demon hunter system as a filter, he probably wouldn't be able to use the power of the old gods at all.

The magic power was poured in slowly, and the number of the magic power pool in the system was also constantly beating. Originally, there was only [-] points of magic power in stock, and Clay planned to reserve more than [-] points this time.

Because the success rate itself has increased by 10%, he will spend less mana to increase the success rate to ensure Krissen's life.

In addition to a series of side effects such as immunity from fertility problems and cat's eyes, more than 200 points of mana are enough for him to create two demon hunters.

Anyway, at this stage, he can use the magic power of the Three-Eyed Crow as he likes. There is no need to use too much magic power all at once. He still remembers the painful feeling that the magic power filled his body last time in the Winterfell City Godswood. .

The magic power surged, and Clay continued to draw the magic power. He knew that the Three-Eyed Crow could feel his current actions. To some extent, his current behavior was equivalent to plucking his feathers. Could he not feel it?
Beyond the Great Wall, a hidden cave.

Entangled by countless vines, the three-eyed crow, like a dead tree, opened his one blood-red eye, turned his stiff head, and looked to the south.

"Why, when my power enters your body, I don't feel it anymore? The more secrets you have, the more frightening I am. Even my Lord doesn't know who is behind you. It really worries me. God Walker..."

Silently murmured and shuttled through the dark space, with deep doubts and fears.

The Three-Eyed Raven has observed the heresy in the northern land many times, but until now, he still has not gained anything. What kind of power is that, he is eager to know.

……

After half an hour passed, Clay finally stopped his movements and pulled his hand back from the rough textured tree trunk.

He has accumulated 220 points of mana, which is enough for him to use next.

"Okay, let's call it a day. I should go back. I don't know how many people will be anxious if I don't show up in Baigang for a long time. Tsk, really, it hasn't been so important in the past ten years."

Laughing at himself, Clay turned around and walked back. His witcher senses allowed him to clearly identify the footprints when he was there. It has to be said that the demon hunter senses are also very useful against Lu Chi.

Others rely on directions to walk, and road-crazed demon hunters rely on footprints to return home, so there is no one else.

Back the way he had come, out of the godswood, where the horses he had left outside were still grazing leisurely.

It's not how simple the folk customs of White Harbor are. The mermaid family crest drawn on the saddle and drape is the reason to keep it from being coveted by others.

He got on the horse's back and touched the mane on the horse's neck. Clay's feet kicked lightly. The horse, which had been trained a long time ago, immediately stepped forward and ran towards Newcastle under Clay's control. stand up.

As far as Christen was concerned, he never expected that with a word from Master Clay, he would be taken to the Sea God Tower, the core building of the Mandalay family, and directly meet the Mandalay patriarch, Earl Wyman.

After understanding the purpose of Krissen's visit, the old man immediately realized that the young man in front of him was the first person chosen by his grandson.

Although he was not sure why he was the only one, Lord Wyman trusted his grandson completely.

"Take him underground. There is a red-painted room next to the armory. You know where it is." Earl Wyman said to the guards.

Seeing the guard nodding, he looked at Krissen, with a smile on his red face:
"Boy, follow my guards and wait at a certain place. Klein should go back to you soon."

Krissen nodded blankly. He actually didn't know the purpose of being brought here. Earl Wyman was very clear about his doubts.

But for this matter, it is better for Clay to talk about it specifically. After all, he is his personal guard, and he cannot help him in everything.

For Clay, this is indeed the case. What these personal guards will face in the future is far more than any noble personal guard. It is extremely inappropriate if he is not branded with him.

Riding the war horse all the way up, Clay, who returned to the courtyard, handed the horse over to the attendants. Now, he is going to the witcher mutation room prepared for him by the old man.
Now he is full of mana and decocting medicine in his hands. It can be said that everything is ready, only one mutation is needed.

(End of this chapter)