Game of Thrones: Dragonborn Comes

Wait for a little cooling to form, and then fold and forge repeatedly, put the Valyrian embryo on the anvil, without a hammer, Werther directly hammers it with the magic hand to condense the shape.

Werther's upper body was naked, the flames all over his body were hammered vigorously with magic, and the muscles on his back twisted rhythmically.Tyene turned her head left and right and saw the maid next to her holding a water bottle. She trotted over to take it and then ran back to Nymeria. She unscrewed a bottle from her sleeve and poured it vigorously into the water bottle. Then she held onto it tightly. Nymeria looked at Werther's strong back with her hand.

The magic hand is very convenient, it can be transformed into various shapes according to one's own ideas, and it has great strength, so it is a portable multifunctional tool.

Werther moved quickly, constantly hammering and quenching, and made the metal into a rough shape first. Werther's forging level finally reached level [-].

The first thing that was done was the dagger for Tyene. Werther transformed it according to the prototype of Mrs. Thalia's dagger in World of Warcraft.

The overall dagger is Valyrian steel smoky gray, with intricate carvings on the handle and tail, the blade grid is also carved, and the carved part is tinted gold.There is also a hollow inside. Werther changed the ring into an ellipse, and there are two more buckles on the side, just enough to hold a poison bottle. There is also a small channel inside the blade of the dagger. As long as you squeeze it with magic power, the venom can be released from the inside. Flowed to the blood groove on the blade of the dagger.

Werther handed the dagger to Tyene. "Try to see if it's smooth. Put the poison bottle in the middle of the dagger and squeeze it out with magic power. If there is a problem, it can be corrected now."

Triene swung the dagger a few times, and Werther saw that she was out of nowhere and took out a bottle of Dali, fiddled with it twice and stuck it into the hollow in the middle of the dagger. With a little magic power, the blue liquid flowed from the blood of the dagger. The outflow from the trough dripped on the ground.

"Being stabbed by this dagger is really worse than death!" The men around were discussing in low voices.

Terene was very happy: "Very good!"

"As long as you like it, I will sharpen the blade now." Werther took the dagger and prepared to grind it. High-level grinding also requires continuous magic power output to the weapon equipment. Werther is now going to grind this dagger to the legendary level.

There was a screeching sound from the grinding wheel, and at the same time the magic light continued to flash. It didn't take long before it was finally completed, and it was handed to Tyene again:

"Give this dagger a name."

Holding the dagger, Triene found a shovel next to it, stabbed the shovel and was easily pierced through.

"This dagger can be used with poison, and you made it for me, Werther. It's called Tyene's dagger!" Tyene said, jumping up and hugging Werther.

"Come down first, I have to make armor and weapons for Nymeria!" Werther patted Tyene on the back, motioning for her to get off first. Women in Dorne are so open, daring to hug her in front of so many people. Living in Werther, if it were the nobles of Werthera, it would be absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen, and Werther liked the two women more and more.

Tyene backed away, and everyone witnessed the whole process of casting a new Valyrian weapon. Even saying blessings to her for getting this weapon, Tyene was not stingy, and handed the dagger to everyone to play with.

Nymeria's spear still has three sections. This time the folding joints are more delicately designed than the previous spear. Hold the middle section, buckle the mechanism and flip it to extend the long spear, but the three sections cannot be separated.

There are some carvings on the blade body of the gun head, and there are three sets of anti-teeth on the back of the gun head.Since there is not so much material, the gun barrel is made hollow, so each impact can make a very unique sound.

The whole spear was the original color of Valyrian steel, and Nymeria was a practical woman, and her weapons were not fancy.

The armor is made according to her figure, and there is a gap in it to wear thermal clothing.The overall smoky gray plate armor looks hideous in shape, with a skull on the heart of the chest, and Euron's jawbone was also fused to the shoulder armor by Werther, making a ferocious animal head on the left shoulder, and a beast head on the right shoulder. Some short spikes.

Witte also grinds armor and spears to Legendary tier.

"Nymeria, come here and try on."

The armor Werther has a very convenient design. It is not easy to fall off and it is easy to put on. It only needs to be served by an attendant. Now Werther can only do it himself.

Not long after, Nymeria put on her armor and picked up her spear.

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak, they were envious, jealous, and hated why Werther wasn't their own.

Werther circled around Nymeria a few times: "You can wear a belt around your waist, hang two small bags and hang a flag, and you can add a cloak on the back. Let's give the weapon a name!"

Westeros only has a tradition of naming weapons, and very few armors have names.

Nymeria thought for a while: "The sound of the collision of the spears is very similar to the crow of a white crow, so it is called a white crow."

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Werther finished making several pieces of Valyrian steel weapons and armor, and the sun was already setting. It was not easy for everyone to get to this ruin, and they would definitely not leave that day. They would all stay here for one night. The tents of the nobles and rich merchants had already been set up by the slaves. .

It was still dark, and they couldn't wait to drink a bottle of Dali, and brought the female slaves to live in.

Werther was tired after working hard for a day, but these armors and weapons can only be regarded as semi-finished products, because they haven't been enchanted yet.

Judging from the Valyrian steel weapons that I have come into contact with now, they have not been more than a thousand years old, and all of them are equipped with purification enchantments (returning undead creatures to their original world).Werther guessed that they did not sell weapons with stronger enchanting effects, and it is also possible that they were only in the hands of those powerful Dragon King families and were not passed on to the outside world.As a result, a volcanic eruption wiped out all of them.

Werther planned to go to the Sea of ​​Smoke with his equipment after the nobles left. There were many pirates there, and maybe he could meet the escaped pirates brought by Euron last time.

Werther has no compassion for pirates. Pirates in this world rob goods, kill people, rob women, and do all kinds of evil.Since there is no way to catch them for trial, as long as they meet, Werther is also qualified to replace Robert and sentence them to death in the name of the king.They just use the waste to provide souls for their own enchantments.

He turned his head and looked at the excavation pit outside.

"If what Hermaeus Mora said is true, and a buddy came to this world 5000 years ago, then it is possible to dig out a star of Azura this time!" But 5000 years have passed, This probability is too small.

Nymeria wasn't too excited, she was moving around in the camp wearing the armor, she was getting used to the armor, the newly made armor would not fit well in some places, and the interior had to be padded with leather to avoid rubbing against the body.

Werther drank from the jug that Tyene handed over, and the two walked slowly towards the red tent.

On the hillside at the entrance of the tent, Melisandre had been waiting here for a while.

"Master Witte, the magic circle you arranged is very interesting. I don't quite understand the mystery inside, can you explain it to me?"

If Nymeria was sporty and tight, Tyene was fair and shapely, and Melisandre was hot and sexy.

"No, how could I have thought of this?"

Werther came back to his senses a little bit, he was not the kind of idiot who couldn't walk when he saw a woman, who lost his reputation because he couldn't control his lower body, or even died in a foreign country.

Werther carefully checked the magic power in his body, there was no hallucination, but his body was a little hot, so he quickly drank some water to calm down the shock.

"These magic circles are extremely destructive. Once any animal touches them, they will be triggered. Even I can't disarm them."

Melisandre came closer, and her scent wafted into Werther's nose. Unlike the scents of Nymeria and Tyene, hers had a burning sensation.

Triene looked at the glamorous and charming Melisandre and became alert. Werther said that she was a magician who had lived for hundreds of years, but she was still too dangerous to look like this. She put one hand on Werther's waist Declare ***.

"Werther, mighty magician, have you heard of the Lord of Light?"

"I believe in the Seven Gods." Werther is a god who worships wherever he goes, and he lives in Westeros, which is the territory of the Seven Gods, so there is no problem in saying that.

Melisandre: "The god of cold and death in the north is about to awaken, and the savior Azor Ahai will be reborn, wielding a flaming sword called Lightbringer, and awakening dragons from the rocks to end this eternal world The disputes in the world, Werther, join us, use your strength to assist the Lord of Light, and defeat the God of Death!"

Witt had never seen anything in insurance, direct sales, pyramid schemes, and old iron 666 before traveling through time, so he didn't take this set: "I'm not interested in wars between gods."

Melisandre was taken aback, but she didn't expect Werther to say this: "I saw you in Lahero's Fable of the Fire, you are the most powerful magician, wielding the flaming sword bestowed by the Lord of Light, commanding Lead the army to fight to the death."

Werther was also taken aback, can she see the prophecy about herself?

No, I am the most powerful magician at present, because there are not many magicians in the two continents.Wielding a flaming sword, she used her flaming cloak to ignite the Dark Sister in Braavos. Many people have seen it. She also attributed all things about the flame to the gift of the Lord of Light, a typical language trap!

Werther's feelings for her became very bad.

"You said you saw me in the prophecy?" Werther asked her with a smile.

Melisandre flicked her hair: "Flame, I can see fragments of the future through the flame, and you are among them."

Werther continued, "The god of cold and death, the Night King?"

Melisandre: "It seems that you understand something, fight with the Lord of Light, you will become the greatest warrior!"

Werther hugged Tyene, feeling hot and drank his saliva, who would not raise a banner: "Prying eyes, boneless limbs, digging pliers."

Melisandre: "Master Werther was talking about the Drowned God?"

Werther smiled: "I met the Drowned God a few weeks ago, and it was very optimistic about me, and wanted me to be its servant, but I refused because I was bored, why don't you ask the Lord of Light to talk to the Drowned God, see Who am I following?"

Hermaeus Mora said that the demon gods in the world of the ancient scrolls looked down on this world, so this is a barren land, and it is impossible for any gods to be born. At most, they are some powerful magicians or big fools.

Through Melisandre's affirmation, Werther further confirmed that Hermaeus Mora came to this world very early.It has been called the "Spirit of the Tides" before, and it has been in this world for so long, it is no surprise that it is called the Drowned God.

Melisandre returned to an upright position, with her hands clasped in front of her waist. In the past, missionaries were often rejected. She encountered various reasons, but she didn't care: "Master Witte's joke is not funny at all."

"I'm not kidding! The Drowned God's name is Hermaeus Mora. Your prophecy is so powerful, you can talk to it." Werther began to touch Tyene.

Melisandre saw that Witt firmly refused, and also pulled out other gods, and temporarily gave up Laverty's plan to join the church.

Werther and Melisandre smiled at each other and said good night to each other.

Werther thought to himself: Listening to your nonsense, neither the Night King nor the Green Prophet can see my future. Returning the Lord of Light is just a nonsense thing. It’s better to follow Hermaeus to work for them. Mora mixes.Nymeria is a third-year female junior holding gold bricks. This old hag is hundreds of years older than herself. Does she hold fossils?She will definitely come to fool herself in the future. It is not easy to offend them even if this is their territory, so she has to find a reason to send her away.

Melisandre thought to herself: Werther is noble and powerful, so he must be recruited into the group. As long as the belief of the Lord of Light is passed on to him, I believe he will be shaken.He is also very obsessed with his own body, and it is okay to make a little sacrifice if he can attract a powerful magician. A bloody pervert like Werther will eventually serve the King of Light.

Werther picked up Tyene and rushed into the tent. Before Melisandre walked down the hill, she heard the sound of panting. Melisandre looked down at her body, feeling very satisfied with this skin , Smiling slightly, I have to take it off when I go back and take good care of it.

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The climate here was too uncomfortable, and the nobles from Volantis returned and left the next day. They took away the finished products of Dali and left a lot of new empty bottles and raw materials.

In the next few days, Werther used the remaining Valyrian steel to make an enchanting table. The wooden table legs can be folded for easy removal.

The production process was all in the tent, and the red-robed woman Melisandre often came to Werther, but Werther basically ignored her in the tent, which disappointed her so much that she could only make friends with Nymeria.

Werther had already explained to the two girls that she wanted to fool her into joining the church.But Nymeria is very interested in her body, and her words come in one ear and out the other. One evening, Nymeria entered Melisandre's tent. After the two had an in-depth exchange, Nameria Melia ignored her again.

Melisandre couldn't find anyone to talk to after that, and left without saying hello.

The excavation work is coming to an end, and I don’t know what will be unearthed. If it is valuable, the slaves may steal it. If it is more outrageous, it may come out like a rice dumpling, so Werther began to save his energy to deal with it.

Since Nymeria put Melisandre to sleep, she talked with Werther about how beautiful her body is every day, and Tyene followed suit.

Werther found that the fire has been particularly hot recently, causing his back to ache now, and finally caught Tyene during a meal.

"No wonder, I have been drinking vigorously every day for more than a month?"

Tyene was pouring the big bottle in her hand, and now Werther took her hand.

Terene said solemnly: "Drinking one bottle a day a month ago, now two bottles a day, your drug resistance has increased."

Nymeria ate food beside her, and kept laughing as she watched Werther.

"Feeding two bottles of medicine to a cow can last a day, you are stronger than a cow!"

"Hey! You two, what are you eating? See if I can take care of you without taking medicine."

At night, the three of them collapsed on the bed, and Werther said to Tyene:

"I have to save my energy recently, and I always feel that there is something wrong with the ruins. The deeper I dig, the stronger the magic induction."

The two women also paid attention: "Do I need to make any preparations?"

Werther: "When it's time to dig, you keep your weapons ready for these slavers and slaves. I'll strike Valyrian steel weapons tonight."

Nymeria was a little puzzled: "Isn't it already over the top?"

"Valyrian steel weapons all have magic power. I need to use magic power for the last step. The magic power fluctuates greatly, so I have to stay away from the crowd." Werther concealed the enchantment and found a random reason.

"Then be careful." After hearing this, the two women said

In the middle of the night, Werther took the folding enchanting table, put two Valyrian steel weapons and armor into a cloth bag and carried it on his back. In his pocket were the five rings and two pieces he had found in Blackwall Castle. a pendant.

After turning on the mute, he left the camp, and as soon as he arrived in the woods, he summoned Avak and ran towards the sea of ​​smoke.

A group of pirates resting near the sea of ​​smoke was in bad luck. Legend has it that an evil beast lurks in the mist of the sea of ​​smoke and will pull away the sleeping pirates at night, even the people sleeping next to it don’t know about it When will it appear.

Some people don’t believe in evil. In order to prove their courage or make a bet with others, they deliberately go here to spend the night. Except for the extinguished bonfire, everyone will disappear the next day.

About a week later, Werther returned to the camp tent.

Ask the two women to call into the tent, and Werther tells the two women the magic charm on the equipment.Now these are real Valyrian steel weapons, top-of-the-line!

The enchanting technology of this world has been passed down in the Valyrian Empire for 5000 years. Killing humans or animals automatically extracts the soul to replenish the enchanting power. It was originally a skill in the enchanting skill tree, which was researched by the Valyrian Empire. It can already be done when making weapons and equipment, without taking up two precious enchanting slots, but there can be no more two enchanting slots for one piece of equipment, because there is no place for internal magic power circuits.

Werther has held the Dark Sister for so long, and has already studied this technology thoroughly.But the enchanting skill is not high, there is no double enchantment at the end, there can only be one enchantment now, anyway, the two girls are with me, and I can add it later when I have a chance.

Werther picked up Tyene's dagger and handed it to him:

"People who are stabbed by this dagger will now be paralyzed."

"Paralysis? I'll try to find a rabbit." Tyene took the dagger and looked left and right in her hand. She had never learned enchanting, so she couldn't see any difference from the original dagger.

Werther took out Nymeria's spear again:

"The spear has the same paralyzing effect as Tyene's dagger."

Put another set of armor on the table, point to each part and tell Nymeria:

"Wearing a helmet can breathe underwater, breastplate can increase life recovery speed, hand armor can increase unarmed damage, and leg armor can increase physical recovery speed."

Nymeria doesn't have Werther's skill tree, and those enchantments that increase skill proficiency are useless at all.She also doesn't know magic, which is already the best choice for a warrior's equipment.In conventional warfare, apart from physical attacks, there is only fire. If necessary, the second enchantment can make up for fire resistance in the future.

"So amazing?" Nymeria also picked up this piece of equipment for a closer look.

Werther put his hands behind his back, raised his head and held his chest high: "As the chief archmage, the equipment I make is the best, even far surpassing the products made by the Valyrian Empire."

Werther took out two more Valyrian steel necklaces from his pocket: "The two necklaces are different in style, but have the same effect of increasing poison resistance. You two choose."

Nymeria chose a plain round pendant, and Tyene chose the shape of a small flower. "You put it on for us."

Werther walked around behind the two women and put necklaces on them.

"These abilities are too amazing, Tyene, keep it secret." Nymeria thought more: "These things alone can be regarded as family heirlooms."

Tyene nodded and looked at Werther: "Heirloom!"