Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 689: The Sorrow of Sea Smoke
snow!
The snow fell heavily, forming a three-foot-thick velvet blanket.

rustling...

Rhaegar was wearing a black robe and walking alone in the snow.

"Where is this?"

Rhaegar frowned, and the scene seemed to be near the Fist of the First Men.

After taking two steps, I vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Looking down at his right hand, he found that it was not shaking as if he had been injured.

In an instant, Rhaegar realized.

He was dreaming, immersed in the dream world.

"I don't know what's going on in the North."

Rhaegar walked towards the Wall, pondering in his heart.

The Night King is a powerful opponent with a very strange origin and abilities.

If you are not careful, the balance of victory will tilt.

If the mind thinks something, there must be a response.

Tread...  

As he walked, Rhaegar suddenly heard dense footsteps coming from all around.

When he looked up, he saw the army of zombies rushing towards him in the wind and snow, and they surrounded him without him knowing when.

The corpse ghost ignored him and moved forward like a puppet.

Rhaegar became alert, and his keen perception detected a spy.

"Gu Gua~~"

The dream-eating toad jumped out of the mind, and its round, gray body lay on the owner's head.

The dark green eyes turned to a certain direction.

Rhaegar sensed something and turned back to look for the thief in the dark.

Suddenly, I met a pair of cold, ice-blue eyes.

The Night King slowly appeared, walking out of the snow and wind with an ice crystal spear in his hand, staring at Rhaegar expressionlessly.

The four eyes met, and invisible impact spread out.

The surrounding zombies made way one after another, leaving a large area in the middle of the marching team.

With a raised black stone buried in the snow as the dividing line, the man and the ghost looked at each other from a distance.

The Night King's blue eyes were full of insight. He paused for a few seconds before crossing the dividing line.

He wants to invade.

"You are real, right?"

Rhaegar showed no fear, and drew out his clan sword Blackfyre and took a stance.

The last time he sleepwalked, he was spotted by the Night King.

There is reason to suspect that the Night King also possesses some special vision.

The Night King did not respond, but moved closer with his icy spear.

From his cold, ice-blue eyes, it can be seen that he would rather kill the other person in his dream.

Bang!

The black fire collided with the ice crystal spear, causing the latter to splash out large pieces of ice debris.

The Night King's movements are stiff, and his attacks are all rigid routines.

Rhaegar was secretly suspicious, took a step forward, swung out Blackfire, and turned sideways to draw his sword to the throat.

This charge is a cover, and the follow-up move is both offensive and defensive.

The Night King's eyes flickered, and he couldn't tell which killing move it was, so he raised his spear to block his chest.

Bang!

Blackfire brushed against the ice crystal spear and thrust it upward, accurately piercing the armor-covered throat.

The frost armor seemed like a layer of paper, and the black blade pierced the Night King's neck from front to back.

"Ok?"

Rega was stunned when he saw this. He didn't expect it to be so easy to kill.

puff!
The Night King glanced down, and his body suddenly exploded into powder, drifting away into the distance with the wind.

Rhaegar put away his sword and retreated, but he did not feel relieved.

Wow!
Large groups of zombie armies fell to the ground and shattered into pieces in the snow.

"Something's wrong."

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes and looked around carefully.

During the Battle of the Wall, the abilities displayed by the Night King should not have been so vulnerable.

call--

A cold wind howled, and the snow and wind whirled into a whirlwind.

The wind died down for a moment, and the tall, pale figure reappeared.

The Night King's wounds had healed as before, and he approached with the same ferocity as before.

Rhaegar looked surprised and drew his sword to fight again.

Bang!

The sharp weapons collided and then pierced the pale chest.

Bang! !
The ice crystal spear shattered, and Blackfire beheaded it with one sword.

Bang! Bang!
The armor was chopped into pieces and finally cut in half.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Night King was killed several times in succession.

Rhaegar panted and waited for the Night King to resurrect.

"Because it's a dream, it's immortal?"

call--

The cold wind gradually died down, and the Night King returned.

The black fire collided with the ice crystal spear, and the former was actually forced back by the upward thrust.

Rhaegar couldn't withstand the huge power of the White Walker's body and hurriedly took two steps back.

The Night King's ice-blue eyes were as deep as the abyss. He took advantage of the move and rushed forward, turning sideways and stabbing with the ice crystal spear.

Rega saw clearly that it was the same feint he used in their first fight.

Bang!

Blackfire blocked the ice crystal spear and cut off the opponent's wrist with his backhand.

Rega looked solemn. He did not choose to pursue the victory, but stepped back to create distance.

Judging from the opponent's attitude, he might be treating him as a sparring partner.

I want to use this to hone my skills and become familiar with his fighting moves.

Seeing him retreat, the Night King boldly bent down to pick up the severed hand, placed it on the wound on the wrist and slowly turned it.

Zila Zila...

The frost spread rapidly, freezing the severed hand and wrist together, and the blue blood vessels under the icy skin reconnected.

"It is indeed immortal."

Rhaegar laughed angrily.

The other party really treated him as a sparring partner and used the characteristics of dreams to cheat.

He is not a vegetarian either.

Rhaegar shook his head and raised his hand to hit his head hard.

"Gugua!!"

It hit the dream-eating toad that was watching the fight right on target, causing it to cry out in protest.

Bo~~
The dream shattered in an instant, turning into foam-like fragments.

Rhaegar's figure slowly disappeared, his eyes remaining where he was.

The Night King's body continued to break into pieces, but his ice-blue eyes were neither hot nor cold, still approaching him.

puff!
Until it was blown into powder, the dream was completely destroyed.

……

Essos continent, the land of shadows.

"Hiss-"

A giant dragon as black as coal soared in the sky, and above the clouds was a misty area, appearing gloomy and turbid.

On the dragon's back, Rhaegar's eyelids moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

"you're awake?"

What comes into view is the beautiful face of the red-robed witch, and her magnetic voice enters the ears.

Rhaegar was a little confused and asked, "How long have I slept?"

His left hand fumbled around, his head resting on soft skin.

The red witch knelt on her knees, offering her soft thighs as a pillow.

Hearing Rhaegar's question, he looked down and said seriously, "The easternmost part of the world, Asshai in the Land of Shadows."

Rhaegar opened his eyes wide and smacked his head in pain.

"Hiss!"

The wind howled behind him and a sharp dragon roar was heard.

A young dragon with cobalt blue scales all over its body, copper foil-colored jaws extending to its abdomen, and a body length of over thirty meters followed.

Rhaegar turned around and saw his younger brother Daeron riding on the dragon's back, nodding slightly at him.

In addition to Darren, who has short silver-gold hair drooping down his ears, there is also a greasy bald man with tattoos all over his skin.

Varys, the red wizard and steward of Rees's Tower.

Seeing the two people, my dizzy mind became clear again.

"Hiss, my head hurts."

Rhaegar gasped and broke free from the red witch's arms.

I remembered.

He left the North and rode his dragon all the way to the other side of the fjord, looking for the Red Witch and Wallis to heal his injured right arm.

After the two denied it, they decided to set off to visit Asia.

When passing by the golden wilderness, he suddenly became ill and began to convulse all over, affecting his sanity.

Just in case, he asked his younger brother Darren to accompany him as a guard.

"We've arrived in Asia."

Rhaegar blew a gust of wind and looked down to where the mountains met the Jade Sea below.

A giant city-state shrouded in haze and hidden in the shadows emerged.

Asshai is known as the Land of Shadows. …

In the north, there is the Great Wall.

The snow was white all over, and the desolate atmosphere filled the sky and the earth.

Countless armies of zombies crossed the Ghost Forest and marched towards the East China Sea.

But in the army, there is no king who rules over everything.

Following the footsteps of the zombie army, it is one hundred and fifty miles away from here.

Desperate situation outside the Great Wall.

Tread...  

The Night King walked out of the haunted forest, standing alone in the snow and wind, gazing at the towering Great Wall in the distance.

Hundreds of night watchmen patrolled the city walls, calling for people to share the charcoal.

It is a Night's Watch fortress located between Castle Black and Eastwatch-by-the-Sea.

Most of the eighteen fortresses were sealed off, and only a few fortresses were left east of the Black Castle.

The fortress before us serves to unite Castle Black and Eastwatch.

At this time, no one noticed that someone was secretly watching.

"Hiss!"

A huge light silver dragon flew out of the Great Wall and patrolled westward along the wall.

The dragon is quite large, more than 40 meters long.

Among the dragons of the same generation, he is also a leader in terms of talent.

"Don't be nervous, Haiyan!"

Lanino shouted loudly and lay on the dragon's back to protect himself from the cold wind.

He was assigned to guard the fortress and patrol the Great Wall every two days.

"Hiss!"

The sea smoke roared continuously and rose and fell restlessly, but its flying height and position never exceeded the Great Wall.

Ever since arriving in the north, I have never been able to adapt to the cold.

The food intake has decreased visibly, and the dragon, which used to be active, has become increasingly lazy.

Tread...  

At the edge of the haunted forest, the Night King's ice-blue eyes were fixed on him.

Sharp fingers touched the throat and chest, and then took out an ice crystal spear from the back.

"Hiss!"

The sea smoke flew high and low, and its light silver scales blended into the wind and snow.

The Night King's eyes were deep and his icy spear was raised above his head.

Aim and throw.

"Hiss!!"

Haiyan suddenly screamed, and an ice crystal spear flew far away, piercing through the hard scales and piercing through the slender dragon neck.

In an instant, boiling hot dragon blood poured down.

"Hold steady, Haiyan."

Lannino was horrified and held the handle tightly.

"Hiss..."

The severe pain pulled the nerves under the scales, and Haiyan let out a shrill cry, and her already rapid flight became unstable in an instant.

No matter what the driver ordered, the body twisted uncontrollably.

"Hiss!"

Finally, it fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

boom--

The snowflakes flew high and landed on the snow outside the Great Wall.

"Oh no, the dragon is injured!"

The night watchman looked at this scene in shock and ran down the city wall to rescue.

But a pale figure was faster than them.

"Hiss~~"

Haiyan's pupils became dilated, a cry came out of his throat, and his strong body fell into the snow pit.

Lannino was covered in wounds and fainted beside the dragon, with one of his legs strangely twisted and bent.

At the last moment of falling, Haiyan adjusted her backward posture to a prone position.

Thus, the driver's life was saved.

The Night King walked closer and looked down at the man and the dragon.

"Hiss~~"

Haiyan cried weakly, and the dragon's mouth, stained with blood, opened in an arc.

The Night King had a blank expression on his face and slowly squatted down.

boom!
The next moment, Haiyan stretched out his neck as if a last ray of light was reflected, and tried his best to spit out a blazing dragon flame that was orange-yellow and mixed with light silver.

As if realizing that its life was about to come to an end, the dragon flame was exceptionally hot and thick.

As if he was trying to use up his last bit of strength.

One second, two seconds...

The dragon's flames gradually died down, and the snow was burned black.

The Night King closed his eyes tightly and crouched there, unharmed.

Haiyan's vertical pupils suddenly shrank, one of her dragon wings spasmed up, and she opened her dragon mouth to use the force to bite.

boom!
The vision suddenly went dark and the dragon head fell heavily to the ground.

The cold wind blew up the snowflakes, forming a zigzag arc.

As the night watchmen ran down the Great Wall, they were blocked by a gust of cold wind, and the shrill sound of the wind rang in their ears.

It seems like the wind and snow are feeling sad for someone.

……

In the blink of an eye, two days later.

Looking eastwards.

Collis, wearing a coat tanned from snow bear skin, patrolled the Great Wall as usual in the cold wind.

"grown ups."

Wherever he passed, sailors from the Velaryon fleet saluted.

One of them was a capable young man with short silver-gold hair, who was helping the commander distribute charcoal and hot soup.

"Erin, what's going on?"

Collis glanced and called out to the busy boy.

Alyn stopped and walked forward to report. "Your Excellency, we have sufficient supplies, so we can give some to Castle Black."

"Yeah." Collis nodded slightly.

Elin paused and said, "My brother wrote back that the station in Golden Field has been decided, and asked if we should go directly to East Sea Watch to help?"

"Being not."

Collis looked serious and said thoughtfully, "War is not a one-day job. We cannot put all our strength into it. Let your brother go back to Tide Head Island first."

"Okay, my lord."

Alyn nodded vigorously and turned to continue checking whether the sailors were equipped with dragon glass weapons.

Collis saw this and was secretly pleased.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard behind me.

"Collis, come on."

Rhaenys's voice trembled, revealing her inner panic.

Collis turned his head and asked in confusion: "What happened to make you so anxious?"

"A letter! A letter signed by Lannino."

Rhaenys had a complicated expression on her face and handed over an opened letter with trembling hands.

Collis looked serious and was about to take the letter that was about to be crumpled into a ball.

"Hiss!!"

The angry dragon roar suddenly exploded, echoing throughout the empty plains within a radius of dozens of miles.

They both turned around and opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Melias's vertical pupils were filled with fierceness. He flapped his pair of dark red wings and slowly rose into the air, emitting a terrible sense of oppression.

Like a flash of red lightning, it was about to bring down divine punishment.

"Melias, what's wrong with it?"

Collis' eyes widened, realizing that something was wrong.

The lifespan of a dragon is different from that of humans, but the years a dragon can live through cannot be missed.

In practical terms, Melias is already a seventy-year-old dragon, and his temperament has become increasingly lazy. He is usually unwilling to move or hunt.

After arriving in the northern border, he lay drowsy under the city wall every day.

Given the current situation, something big must have happened.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, a snowstorm rose up dozens of miles outside the Great Wall, and countless figures flashed inside the wall that was blocked from view.

Collis checked quickly, clenching his hands into fists.

"The corpse ghost is coming."

Amid the howling wind and snow, the vast army of zombies headed straight for the Great Wall.

There are so many of them, like ants in an ant nest.

It was dark and overwhelming, with dark clouds covering the sky.

"Hiss!"

A sharp, strange dragon roar suddenly sounded, as if a huge rock was blocking the throat.

I saw a pale blue-eyed dragon breaking through the dark clouds, diving down from the sky thousands of miles high, soaring in front of the army of zombies.

A pale figure sat on the saddle of the dragon's back.

"Night, Night King?"

Rhaenys's eyes were filled with indignation, and she spoke through gritted teeth.

Boom!

Melias landed on the top of the city wall with a bang, and spread his wings to block the wind and frost that were rushing towards the driver.

(End of this chapter)