Chapter 181 Ant Eaters
The sound came from the weirwood longbow in the hands of Clayface the Green Seer. It kept tensing and pulling, making the sound of the bowstring breaking through the air.

Clusters of long arrows with green tail flames shot towards the place where the black ants gathered. The black wave seemed to break through a big hole for air leakage, but then closed together again.

There are so many ants that they can do damage once they hit.

But it seems that the effect is not very good. The once thriving hedgerows have been corroded by the formic acid from the ant corpses, and the holes are even becoming more and more illusory, which means that its connection with reality is getting closer and closer.

"Anne?" Rhaenila looked at the stranger, and knew her identity from her attire: the girl wore a wreath made of heart leaves, her eyes still had some misty green, and she was dressed as a commoner. There are mud stains on the trouser legs.

forest witch.

They are a type of Westerosi women that exist in both the Seven Kingdoms and Beyond the Wall.

They may settle down or wander around. They are equivalent to rural doctors. The means of saving lives include traditional treatments, spells and magic. Forest witches are also famous for their dreams and prophecies.

Their history has a long history. The "Green Queen" is a forest witch who dared to challenge the rule of the ancient storm king Duward Durandon, so that the latter's rule did not exceed the walls of Storm's End.

But in fact, most of them have nothing to do with the world, and they have nothing to do except know a little herbal medicine. However, some forest witches have very accurate prophecy abilities, such as the ghost of a noble heart.

"Why do you call me a saint?" Anne's appearance here shows that she is also a person of natural favor with green vision.

They could hear the weirwoods and know what the weirwoods had seen and were seeing.

But there is no weirwood in the continent of Essos. Although there is a brother race of the children of the forest, Evervelon, their carvings on the trees cannot turn the trees into heart trees.

Unless... the forest witch can see omens in her dreams.

"Yes, my lord, I saw the foreshadowing of the Mother Goddess in my sleep."

It seems that the effect is the same as that of the father's dragon dream, and the forest witch has also sensed the changes that have taken place in her and the dragon.

Like Daenerys bringing a red comet, the wave of magic power will temporarily boil due to the awakening of destiny.

While talking, the rocket appeared from Rhaenyla's hand, and shot straight at the ant colony, emitting a burst of fire.

The ant colony burned like a firewood, burning from one side to the other.

Before Rhaenila was happy, the ant colony suddenly divided the part that was burned by the fire, and that part formed a formic ball, which soon stopped burning.

The ant colony became more berserk, the dream escaped from this space, but the connection with reality became closer and closer, as if it was about to fall straight.

"Is this the northern region?" There are some icy rocks and white snowflakes falling from the sky in the place where the dream manifests.

"Yes, my lord, I come from the Fist of the First Men, and I entered the green field of vision from here, but I didn't expect to startle the dormant ant colony." Annie's face was full of self-blame.

"It's not your fault," Clay said at this moment, "Corruption always finds opportunities."

"Your rocket is still not powerful enough!" The Green Prophet reminded Rhaenyla, judging from the prophecy of the Mother God.

"Maintain the ecology and resist corruption. You can help the forest witch and the children of the forest to complete their mission."

"You have mastered abundance, try to use it."

Fertile?That is the power of Syrax.

The connection between the dragon and the dragon knight can go deeper, which is related to the dragon spirit, but she doesn't know if she can do it.

Rhaenyra began to concentrate.

There seemed to be a bloody bond between her and Syrax, studded with stars, shining in the dark, like broken diamonds.

One mind.

On the shore, Rhaenyra was resting on Syrax's wing with her eyes closed, next to two young dragons playing.

Syracuse's nostrils exhaled two breaths with sparks, but suddenly his body shook.

It didn't resist, because it sensed Rhaenyla's mind.

The orthodox fire witchcraft from Valyria was used by Rhaenyla, fueled by Syrax's body.

"This is... Dragonfire!"

It turns out that the powerful fire witchcraft used by the Valyrians is actually because they borrowed the flames of the dragon.

And the dragon's fire is greater than the common fire!
Rhaenila opened her eyes in the green field, the once red flames turned into golden and red flames, jumping in her palm, the energy level was greatly increased.

"This power is stronger than wildfire!" From the burning fire in her palm, Rhaenila felt a heart-pounding power, which was more explosive and stable than wildfire.

This is the correct way to use Valyrian fire witchcraft!
Fire witchcraft without the use of dragon fire is like a castrated version, the power has dropped too much.

"I somewhat understand why magicians are greedy for giant dragons..." Obviously, the benefits of giant dragons are not limited to the peak of mortal power.

"Go!" The golden red flame was wrapped and shaped by an invisible force, and turned into a rotating drill bit, drilling towards the direction of the ant colony.

There was a void in the aggressive ant colony that had just arrived, as if it had been wiped away, leaving only a black gel-like object.

"what is that?"

"The origin of corruption," Nimian replied, "Corruption will only be driven out by abundance. This is the remaining power of the mother goddess."

The Forest Witch and the Green Prophet had smiles on their faces, and it seemed that the one chosen by the Mother God was right.

"This is nature..." Clay's eyes were gentle. Rhaenila once said that all things are born and restrained, let nature take its course, and if corruption is bred, then there must be a killer of corruption.

I didn't expect to be taught the way of nature by a human being.

tonic!Ranila was delighted in her heart, this is the opportunity for Xiaolong to grow up.

Adonis, who is close to nature, appears in the center of the green space. It is very special and can freely enter and exit the dreamland.

"Eat it!" Sensing the dragon knight's intentions, Adonis swallowed the dark green essence without hesitation.

A throbbing came from the little dragon's body, and its figure became more condensed.

"In the future, when Adonis's spiritual body reaches its peak, can it pull the enemy into a dream?" This is their home field. The soul of ordinary people has no strength, and they are weak like lambs to be slaughtered.

Not to mention that Rhaenyla has helpers in the dream world.

Moreover, the enemy's body in reality will not be protected, and his life can be easily resolved.

In the same way, when the soul is annihilated in the dream, the body in reality will also die and become a lifeless corpse.

This is the best way to assassinate, and it is hard to guard against.

With anticipation, Rhaenila watched Adonis rush towards the black ant colony, spewing out dark green flames.

However, the ant colony suddenly gathered together like a wave and rushed towards the little dragon.

"Hiss!" Xiaolong's situation was at stake, and the formic acid continued to corrode the spirit body that was still shining just now.

"Bang!" Rhaenila hurriedly shot, the magic vortex spun to the limit, absorbing the surging natural magic around it, and then transformed into a golden red flame.

Adonis' body was wrapped in flames, and the scorched ant corpses were shaken off piece by piece.

Ranila felt a little distressed, Xiaolong's character was still too young, not stable at all.

Adonis remained excited, devouring the source of corruption left after the ants dissipated, while looking at Rhaenyla with longing eyes.

"..." Rhaenyla could only resign herself to condense the flames and help Adonis hunt the ant colony.

The number of corrupt creatures was severely curbed, and they did not dare to show their heads.

"The man of abundance and the beast that devours corruption."

Witch Annie breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she did not bring disaster to the dream.

Instead, it created an opportunity for the saint of the old gods.

(End of this chapter)

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