A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

Under the dim sky, a ball of fire suddenly burst out, followed by a short whine and scream, and a black dot wrapped in flames fell from the sky, and finally fell into the sea with a pop.

Standing on the edge of the deck and watching everything quietly, the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo frowned.

Unlike them, the Western Continent (Westeros) believes in powerless false gods. Logically speaking, wizards and magic should not exist. Why is there such a change now?

When the seagull was burned to death, Magiro clearly felt that there was another will in its body, not a beast, but a human being.

Possessing the body of an animal was a very rare method, and it was different from the supernatural powers they knew. Magiro instinctively thought of a word in his mind - old gods.

He didn't understand the old gods, but he still knew the basics. For example, the old gods were once the faith of the Children of the Forest, and the Children of the Forest were older than humans, and their power was related to nature.

"The false god who cannot be seen in the flames does have some tricks."

Muttering, he didn't think much about it.

The ability of the possessed animal is very wonderful, but it cannot be hidden from the gaze of the great true god. With the blessing of the true god, Ma Qiluo believes that no matter how many of those possessed animals come, he can burn them all.

After thinking like this, his eyes did not shift, but he stared at the gloomy and dim sky, his face tense.

The special flying bird is just a small means that can be dismissed at will, but at this time, Magiro cannot ignore the changes in the surrounding environment.

It was originally calm and sunny when we set sail, but now the sea was windy and the sky changed, which was obviously not a good sign.

Looking sideways, the huge fleet scattered behind him made Magiro even more worried.

In the face of natural disasters, no matter how large the fleet is, it will not help. At the same time, most of the fleets are merchant ships for transportation, and their resistance to disasters is not that strong.

In this case, if they were to encounter a storm, wouldn't they suffer heavy losses?

"Lord Magiro, the Most Reverend Benero has informed you to meet and discuss important matters." At this time, a sailor ran over to send a message. Magiro nodded after hearing the words, then turned and walked towards the cabin.

The changes in the environment are worrying, but Magiro is only worried about other people, and is not too worried about his own safety, because the power of the great true god always protects him and the ship at his feet.

It's just that the Lord of Light can take care of his devout believers, but he can't take care of others, especially the barbaric and ignorant Dothraki.

They need to find a way to do this, maybe start a blood sacrifice...

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Although the situation on the sea surface cannot be seen in the sea, from the surrounding sea currents, one can feel that the climate environment is getting worse at this time. Renly has certain expectations for this, but he is not too sure about it——

Not to mention other gods, this King of Light and those red-robed monks obviously have real abilities, and their own characteristics of attracting storms are just a residual curse. This situation is not detrimental to ordinary people, but it is not good for professionals. , can it still be that effective?

He didn't think much about it. If it was really ineffective, then he would have no other way to restrain the enemy——

After all, this is a war involving tens of thousands of people, not a small fight. No matter how special a single person's power is, he cannot affect the overall situation.

Being in the sea, there is no need to worry about his own safety, but Renly is still prepared to leave immediately if the situation is not good, because if the storm is ineffective, then there is no use staying here, and even because of a large group of "dog skin plasters" around him, he can't even act normally It is impossible to conduct any observation, and it is obviously impossible to sneak into the fleet to take hostages.

But just as Renly was slowly following the dark fleet above his head in the deep sea to observe, he suddenly found that the fish around him seemed to be frightened by something, and became inexplicably panicked, swimming around, The surrounding water stirred up chaos.

Under the unknown changes, the fish around him seemed to want to escape, but they were reluctant to leave Renly.

Renly was a little wary of this, and after noticing that the fish around him hesitated for a long time and finally dispersed, he was even more ready to escape, but what he saw made him freeze for a moment.

At this time, the sky on the sea was dim, but it was not without light. There were no fish in the dim ocean, and a shadow that covered the sky and the sun directly covered Renly.

Looking up, the chaotic tentacles like seaweed are densely packed, like huge brown-black pythons swimming slowly, and on the tails of these pythons, there is a mouthpart full of milky white fangs, and a mouthpart that looks like The head of a monster the size of a castle looks extremely hideous and ugly.

But that wasn't the reason why Renly was stunned.

After he was no longer covered by the fish, he clearly felt a familiar yet unfamiliar emotion of admiration, and the source of the emotion was this huge wandering monster!

"That little octopus from the Iron Islands?"

The behemoth was slowly wandering diagonally above his head. Watching the ferocious monster approaching attentively, Renly became more and more certain about this guess. But compared to the little thing the size of a human head in my memory, the monster in front of me was more than a hundred times bigger?

He didn't think much about it, because the large, greasy brown-black octopus had already arrived in front of him. Its huge body floated, and its lantern-sized black eyes were parallel to Renly's.

It seemed so excited that the spreading tentacles kept scurrying around, but it also knew the importance, and all those tentacles deliberately avoided Renly's location.

But despite this, these python-like tentacles still stirred up the surrounding seawater, making it turbid.

Renly couldn't keep calm at this time, but his heart was complicated.

He had just come to observe, but he ran into the enemy's sailing. Then the enemy's ears and eyes in the sky were destroyed by magic. He was expecting a storm to come, but instead of waiting for the storm, he waited for this "son" who had been away for a long time.

Because he was afraid of any accidents, Renly left the octopus in the Iron Islands. Later, he found that this guy followed an ironman to become a pirate outside Westeros, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

How did it get here at this time?

Renly had this doubt, but he found that the fleet sailing above didn't seem to see the existence of this huge monster, and still maintained a stable speed. This made Renly vaguely guess, so he touched a tentacle in front of him, conveyed a mood of waiting in place, and ignored the "surprised" sea monster, and flew towards the top of his head.

After breaking through the water, the surrounding environment suddenly became much colder, but this small situation did not attract Renly's attention at all. At this time, he was concentrating on a ship slowly passing by and the sails on the ship that were expanding.

The sails were painted with black skulls, which was obviously a pirate ship, but the pirate ship was mixed with other ships around.

The nine free trade cities have always been famous for business, and it is common to hire some external forces as helpers. However, since there is a sea monster following under the ocean, the people on this ship...

Renly narrowed his eyes.

I can't make up for it. I will take a leave tomorrow to sort out my thoughts carefully. I will count it as what I owed yesterday. I still owe thirteen chapters. I will try to pay it off this month.