Game of Thrones: Dragonborn Comes

Werther walked into the hall. There were many broken wood chips on the ground, but the hall was empty and there was no one there.

The House of Black and White is an assassin organization, and will not organize manpower to confront Werther head-on.

There is a pool in the middle of the hall, and there are thirty statues of various gods beside the wall, and red candles are lit at the feet of the statues.

It is very big here, even though more than 30 candles are lit, it still looks very dark, full of an eerie feeling.

Looking around, the figures on the statue have all been changed to Braavos style. Werther doesn't recognize any of them now. There are still many small grids on the wall, which are used to put offerings for blessings here.Werther knelt down and touched the ground, releasing magic perception.

"Sure enough, it's all hidden underground!"

Wandering around in the hall, I found a hole behind a statue, and there was wind blowing out of the hole, apparently this was just one of the entrances.Werther pulled out the Dark Sister and extinguished the magic ball behind him.

"In such a narrow cave, you might even hurt yourself with magic."

Cast an invisibility spell on yourself, squat down with your legs to enter stealth mode, and walk slowly into the cave.

The island where the House of Black and White is located is a stone island. Except for one obvious building on the outside, countless tunnels have been dug inside the entire island. According to Werther’s magic power exploration, the magic power reaction points are divided into three different heights. Then there are at least three floors underground.

The height and width of the cave are about two meters. Because it was excavated in the rock, there are still many chisel marks on the wall. There is a place for candle holders at intervals. The candles on it have been extinguished, and the whole tunnel is pitch black. I can't see my fingers.

Every time Werther walked a certain distance, he lit up the magic light a little bit and then quickly extinguished it, and the places where there were candlesticks were also lit with flame magic.Every time you pass through a fork in the road, carve a circle with your sword on the wall of the cave where you can go out, so as not to get lost.

There are also some simple traps in the cave, some with crossbow arrows shot from the walls of the ropes, and some with spikes under the empty pedals.It is impossible for these crossbow bolts to keep the arrows stuck on the strings. These are obviously prepared for Werther just now.

However, Werther relied on the light footsteps skill in this stealth to make his body very light and did not trigger the pedal trap.Also because of the faint light of the candlestick, I stepped over the rope trap.

Walking in the direction of the wind, it didn't take long to find the downward steps. After descending the steps, the passageway began to widen. There were many holes beside the walls on both sides, and there were mummified dead people lying in the holes.

"This scene is really familiar. They also learned this burial method from Valyria?" Werther looked at this place, thinking of the ancient tomb in the Elder Scrolls game, which was almost exactly the same as the scene here.

There is an iron door at the end of the passage, and it is very easy to open this kind of simple lock, just use transformation magic to simulate the shape of the key.

Then use a silence technique on the iron door, and slowly push the iron door open without making a sound.

Walking in quietly, a hall was dug out here, and many beds were placed, which should be the place where they lived.

There were four other people talking on one side of the hall. Werther touched behind a cabinet and listened to what they had to say first.

"The assassination of Werther Baratheon failed. The assassin sent there has died, and he has entered the House of Black and White."

"There are not many assassins left in Braavos, and we have to wait until they finish their mission before they go to assassinate Werther."

"From my observation from a distance yesterday, Werther is a real magician, and he also has stealth skills similar to ours."

"I've sent them a message and they'll be back from the secret passage."

"The monks and servants have also left from the secret passage."

Several people spoke Valyrian with a Braavosi accent, and Werther could only understand some of them. The unrelated people had already fled, so the remaining people were in charge.

Werther flashed out from behind the cabinet, and the attack bonus of the stealth skill made cutting people with a sword as easy as cutting tofu, and the dark sister directly chopped the two into four pieces with one swing.

Then grab a person's neck with a magic chokehold, and point the sword at another person.

"You should know who I am and who hired you to assassinate me?"

The man was dressed in a monk's attire and did not answer the question; "From the day we became servants of the God of Many Faces, we have already had the awareness of death."

A sword chopped off his head, the magic choke increased output, and crushed another person's neck.

For this kind of believer, Werther knows that it is useless to ask, there are still people underground, so just look for it.

The man whose neck was crushed looked at Werther with wide eyes, as if he was unwilling.

There is no labyrinth-like tunnel on the second floor. After walking through several halls, there is an iron door leading to the next floor.

Start stealth again, there are still several halls on the second basement floor.There are priests, monks, assassins and servants in the House of Black and White.The furniture here is simple, and it is the place where the servants they said live. Now there is no one, and they should have escaped from the secret passage. These servants have no fighting power.

Below is the third floor. There are seven or eight magical reactions that are relatively concentrated, and Werther does not intend to sneak.

Release two magic spells on yourself, one "Iron Armor" to increase defense, and one "Fire Cloak" to set the whole body on fire, which can illuminate the cave. At the same time, the Dark Sister Sword also has flames attached to it. Melts like a normal steel sword.

Coupled with the awakening of the dragon soul, the three defensive magics standing up and letting them poke it may only scratch the skin.

I searched on the second floor of the basement, and found a door engraved with a black and white moon from behind a statue. I kicked it open, and there was another stone staircase going down.

Werther strode down to the hall on the third basement floor. This is the most spacious of the three floors, even more spacious than the buildings on the ground. It was rebuilt from an underground cave.There are not many candles, and it looks very dark.

There are many squares on the surrounding walls, and there is a human face mask in each square.There are organizations that have existed for thousands of years, and it is estimated that there are thousands of human face masks.

There are many drainage ditches on the floor of the hall, and the water flow in it is slow. This should be the sea level.Werther walked to the middle of the hall, where there was a huge statue of a god, and there were some books under it.

Several magical reactions revolved around Werther constantly changing positions, Werther was not in a hurry, opened the book to check and read it directly.

"It's boring to introduce the God of Many Faces."

Another black book opened.

"Human skin cover! Go to Mir to assassinate the governor..."

An assassin jumped to Werther's side in a few steps while hiding himself. He used a long sword and slashed at Werther's neck.

Werther blocked lightly with the Dark Sister and put the sword on his neck:

"Haven't you heard that the last assassin died like this?"

"Mortal is mortal!" the assassin said, spitting at Werther.

Werther moved away, and the phlegm fell to the ground and smoked.

Werther issued several magic light spells in a row, and the ball of light flew around and stuck to the walls, illuminating the entire hall.

"Then who told you that I am a mortal?"

Chapter 72 [-]rd Basement Floor

The surrounding assassins saw that their companions were subdued, and four of them released their invisibility, drew their rapiers or daggers, and approached Werther.

Werther looked at them: "I have always been a very reasonable person. You failed to assassinate me, and I beat you, so I ask again, who hired you to assassinate me?"

The answer to Witte was three darts thrown over and a small smoking bottle.

Witt grabbed the assassin's feet on the ground with both hands, swung them around in the air, let his body catch the dart, and the liquid in the small bottle also splashed on him.

"呵~~呵~~" The liquid in the bottle was corrosive, and the burqa on his upper body was quickly dissolved, and the muscles in his chest also emitted green smoke and slowly turned into thick water, but the assassin insisted on not making a sound.

"Spine!"

Werther lifted his feet, lowered his head to the ground, and stomped hard on his neck, ending his pain.

He held up the flaming dark sisters and said to the four assassins:

"Let me teach you what real assassination is!"

The four assassins who had shown up and the three hidden ones stood still and became vigilant when they heard what Werther said. They knew that Werther knew all the skills, and they were even more advanced.

Several people thought that Werther would stab them with a sword at a very fast speed, or assassinate them stealthily, but suddenly found that all the companions around him had turned into Werther's appearance, and they were very angry, and they picked up their weapons and started to fight.

All the assassins in the hall began to attack each other, using their means: swordsmanship, poison, darts, invisibility to greet Werther.

But these were all illusions imposed by magic. Before Witt raised his sword, his other hand released a riot spell on them, which made them fall into hallucinations and stimulated their anger to attack each other.

The real Werther had actually been standing under the statue without moving, flipping through the book that recorded the assassination target.

After flipping through a few pages, Werther also lost interest.

"The goals in the book are all rich or expensive, but there is no record of who pays for them."

The assassins have already begun to appear dead, and there are still five people left to fight.

Werther walked to the wall, there were only hundreds of human face masks, including men's, women's, children's and old people's faces, and picked up a human face mask at random.

"Human leather products, the skinning skills are good, and the processing is excellent."

After checking around the hall, there is nothing else except the mask stored on the wall and the two books under the statue.

Werther walked back under the statue, sat down on a chair condensed from the ice, put off the cloak of flames on his body, and leaned the dark sister against the edge of the chair.There were still three Assassins fighting, and they were all injured and bleeding. Werther withdrew the magic power of the riot technique.

The three assassins found that the enemy they were fighting had suddenly turned into a companion, and when they turned around, they saw Werther sitting on an ice chair. They didn't know it was Werther's fault.

The two raised their rapiers and rushed towards Werther, but before they could take a few steps, they were pierced by the ice spear condensed by Werther, and fell powerlessly.

The ice gradually froze the bodies of the two people from the wounds, and cutting with a sword could only cut off a little bit of ice on the spear. The two gradually became unable to move, and could only look at the last assassin who hadn't had time to attack, with a shining light on his neck. With the white magic light, the whole person was lifted into the air and slowly flew in front of Werther.

"One last time, who hired you to kill me?"

The assassins still didn't say anything.

Just as Werther was about to end the lives of the three, he found that the assassin who was lifted into the air by magic had two rings on each of his left and right hands.

Pick up the assassin's finger chopped off by the Dark Sister, hold the ring in his hand and carefully examine it. There are two white steel rings and one silver ring. They are not inlaid with any gemstones. Werther just throws away the garbage.

The last ring, smoky black with cloudy veins, was Valyrian steel, devoid of any magical waves.

Werther got up, and the magic carried the assassin to a spacious place beside the statue, and an ice cone condensed from the ground.

"Ah~" Finally, an assassin yelled, and Werther nailed him on his back from the waist to the ice pick.Their will is slowly being broken.

The ice cone was not as cold as the ice spear, and the assassin's blood flowed down the ice cone to the ground, and Werther drew a magic circle with his blood near the ice cone.

The formation on the enchanting table can be made of Valyrian steel, which is strong and durable.But Werther saw blood magic from the wizard of Myr, and was inspired: if the magic power is not enough, blood can be used to make it up.Although using blood to draw a magic circle cannot be used for a long time, it should be no problem to use it once.

The magic circle has been drawn, Werther put the Valyrian steel ring on the tip of the ice cone, and began to infuse the magic circle with magic power.

This time it was just an attempt. Werther was going to enchant the ring: reduce the magic power released by the destruction system. It doesn't matter if it fails, there are two assassins next to it.

The assassin on the ice pick opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out, and from his mouth and eyes, there was a light of soul flickering, slowly starting to leave his head and converge on the ring.

The blood of the magic circle on the ground had begun to bubble like boiling water, and suddenly a puff of smoke burst out, and the blood magic circle completely evaporated and failed.

Werther takes off the ring to investigate, reducing the consumption of destruction by 10%. "It seems that you still need an enchanting table. Blood magic is a crooked way, and it's not very useful except for emergency."

He didn't even think about the meaning of which finger. This ring was taken from the assassin, and it was only big enough to be worn on the index finger.

Werther put the ring on his right index finger and raised his right hand to condense a fireball. The flow of magic power has changed, but the power of magic has not changed. The magic power used in his body is only equivalent to 90.00% of the previous one, and the remaining [-]% It is directly extracted from the air of this world.

There was only one Valyrian steel ring, and the remaining two assassins didn't mention their employer's name. The fireball in Werther's hand naturally fell on one of them.

As long as the magic power released is not exhausted, the magic flame will keep burning. The assassin rolled on the ground in pain, and there was no movement within a few seconds.

The other assassin saw that Werther started to silence, endured the severe pain and turned over into the ditch next to him, pressed the hidden mechanism, and dived into a hole.

Before I swam far, I saw that the sea water behind me started to freeze quickly, so I could only swim desperately, and finally swam out of the dark passage, quickly climbed into a small boat parked here, and rowed slowly with the rest of my strength , want to get away from this place as soon as possible.

"Heal the wound first. As long as Werther is in Essos, I will flee to Westeros. When he returns to Westeros, I will come back."

With a bang, a person landed on the boat, squatting in front of the assassin, holding the Dark Sister across his neck.

Chapter 73 Priest

Werther saw that he was on the road, and continued to ask: "How many secret exits do you have in your underground caves?"

"I don't know. The whole island of the House of Black and White is made of rocks. The assassins of all ages would dig a secret passage by themselves. My mentor dug it the day I came out of the water."

"You don't know!" Werther tugged at his soul again.

"Please, my lord, don't torture me! I really don't know. Other assassins may tell their apprentices like my mentor, or they will tell others when they die, or the secret path will be discovered by others."

Werther and he boarded the island again. The bottom of the water had been frozen by Werther, and the two entered through the gate that had been kicked out of a hole.

The black and white gate is also one of the items worshiped by the assassins. One side is weirwood and the other is ebony. It has existed for thousands of years. Now the gate has been kicked out with a big hole. The assassins are very sad when they see it, and their faith begins again. collapse.

Arriving at the Sanctuary on the third floor underground, where the ice chairs were still chilling, Werther cast a fear spell on the assassin.If it was normal, it might not have any effect on them. Assassins didn't have many fears, and they could quickly get rid of it with their own willpower. But this assassin was obviously powerless to fight, and ran around in the sanctuary screaming.

Werther sat on the ice chair with his eyes closed, waiting for the two priests to come back.

"Magic reflection detected!"

Werther opened his eyes, and the assassin was already paralyzed in a corner, crying and repeating to himself: "I did not violate the will of the God of Many Faces! I did not betray the organization! Ah~~"

After the magic power reaction point entered the hall on the first floor, he immediately sped up and came to the third floor underground. He discovered that it was attacked here.

Not long after, a man appeared in front of Werther. He saw the other dead companions in the sanctuary, and recognized Werther sitting on the ice chair. He didn't speak any words, but sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at Werther.

He will not leave unless he launches an attack, and Witte is not in a hurry. There is still one who has not come, so don't even think about leaving when he comes.

After waiting for a while, another female priest also arrived. She also sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the dead priest:

"We now have three priests performing duties here, and one of them has gone to see the God of Death. The two of us can make decisions here."

The male pastor also said: "Vert Baratheon, you are the target of our assassination. After the assassination failed, you came here to kill people. It is fair. People are destined to die at birth. From the day we become assassins, we have represented The will of the god of death, harvesting the lives of others, can also dedicate one's life to the god of death."

"I'm not interested in your god! It's just a bunch of escaped slaves who learned some fur magic."