Chapter 689: The Sorrow of Sea Smoke

Snow!

The snow was falling heavily, and a three-foot-thick pile of velvet blankets was piled up.

Susu...

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

"Where is this?"

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

After taking two steps, I vaguely noticed something was wrong.

He looked down at his right hand, and there was no trembling after the injury.

In an instant, Rhaegar suddenly realized.

He was dreaming, immersed in a dream world.

“I don’t know what’s going on in the north.”

Rhaegar walked towards the Great Wall, thinking secretly in his heart.

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

If you are not careful, the scale of victory will be tilted.

If there is something in your heart, there will be a response.

Tread...

While walking, Rega suddenly heard dense footsteps coming from all around.

When he raised his head, the army of corpses rushed towards him in the wind and snow, and they didn't know when to surround him.

The corpse ignored him and moved forward like a puppet.

Rhaegar was wary, and his keen perception caught a glimpse.

"Gugua~~"

The dream-eating toad popped out of his mind, its gray and round body lying on its owner's head.

The dark mung bean eyes turned to a certain direction.

Lei Jia felt something in his heart and turned back to look for Xiao Xiao in the dark.

Suddenly, he met a pair of cold blue eyes.

The figure of the Night King slowly appeared, walking out of the snow and ice holding an ice crystal spear, staring at Rhaegar expressionlessly.

Their eyes met, and invisible shocks spread out in all directions.

The surrounding corpses gave way one after another, leaving a large area vacant in the middle of the marching team.

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

The Night King's blue eyes were full of insight, and he paused for a few seconds before stepping across the line.

He wants to invade.

"You're real, right?"

Lei Jia seemed not to be afraid, and drew out the clan sword Black Fire and took a stance.

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

There is reason to suspect that the Night King also has some kind of special vision.

The Night King did not respond, but approached step by step with an ice crystal spear.

It can be seen from the cold ice blue eyes that he wants to kill the other party in his dream.

Bang!

The black fire collided with the ice crystal spear, and the latter splashed out large shards of ice.

The Night King's movements were stiff, and his attacks were all precise.

Rhaegar was secretly suspicious, took a step forward and wielded black fire, then turned his sword sideways and pointed it towards his throat.

This sudden move is just a cover, and the backhand is both offensive and defensive.

The Night King's eyes were swaying, and he couldn't tell which killing move it was, so he held his spear in front of his chest.

Bang!

The black fire rubbed the ice crystal and the spear was lifted up, accurately piercing the armor-covered throat.

The frosty armor was like a layer of paper, and the black sword blade penetrated the Night King's neck back and forth.

"Um?"

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

puff!

The Night King lowered his head and glanced, and his body suddenly exploded into powder, which was blown away into the distance by the wind.

Rhaegar sheathed his sword and retreated, not feeling relieved.

Wow!

Large swaths of the ghoul army fell to the ground and shattered into stumps in the white snow.

"Something's wrong."

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around carefully.

In the confrontation at the Great Wall Guards, the Night King's abilities should not be so vulnerable.

call--

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

The sound of the wind stopped for a moment, and the tall and pale figure reappeared.

The Night King's wounds have healed as before, and he is approaching as menacingly as before.

Rhaegar's eyes were shocked, and he raised his sword to fight again.

Bang!

The sharp weapons collided and then pierced the pale chest.

Bang! !

The ice-crystal spear shattered, and Black Fire slashed his head with a sword.

Bang! Bang!

The armor was cut into pieces and finally cut off in half.

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

Rhaegar panted, waiting for the Night King's constant resurrection.

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

call--

The cold wind gradually subsides, and the Night King returns.

The black fire and ice crystal spears collided, and the former was actually pushed back.

Rhaegar couldn't bear the huge strength of the alien body and took two steps back in a hurry.

The Night King's ice-blue eyes were as deep as the abyss. With one successful move, he lunged forward, turned his ice crystal spear sideways, and stabbed out.

Rega could clearly see that it was the feint move he used in their first fight.

Bang!

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

Lei Jia's expression was solemn, and he did not choose to pursue the victory, but retreated to distance himself.

Judging from the opponent's posture, I am afraid he is not treating him as a sparring partner.

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

Seeing it 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 quickly, and the severed hand and wrist froze together, and the blue blood vessels under the pale ice-like skin were reconnected.

"He is indeed immortal."

Rega 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, raised his hand and hit his head hard.

"Gugua!!"

The dream-eating toad that was watching the battle was hit impartially and let out a cry of protest.

Bo~~

The dream shattered in an instant and turned into foam-like fragments.

Rega's figure slowly disappeared, his eyes staying in the same place.

The Night King's body continued to break, and his icy blue eyes were still approaching him.

puff!

Until it exploded into powder, the dream completely disappeared.

…

The continent of Essos, the land of shadows.

"Hiss-"

A giant dragon as black as carbon soared in the sky, and the clouds were covered with mist, making it look hazy and turbid.

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

"Are you awake?"

The beautiful face of the red-robed witch comes into view, and the magnetic voice penetrates into the ears.

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

His left hand was groping wildly, and the soft skin was resting on the back of his head.

The red-robed witch sat on her knees, using her soft thighs as pillows.

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

Rhaegar opened his eyes wide and hit his head with a headache.

"Hiss!"

The wind howled behind him, and there was a sharp roar of a dragon.

A young giant dragon with cobalt blue scales all over its body, a copper foil color extending from its lower jaw to its abdomen, and a body length of more than thirty meters followed.

Rhaegar turned around and saw his younger brother Daeron riding on the back of a dragon, nodding lightly at him.

In addition to Darren, who has short silver-gold lobed hair, there is also a greasy bald head with skin covered with tattoos.

The tower master of Lys, the red wizard Varys.

Seeing the two of them, my dizzy mind returned to clarity.

"Hey, my head hurts."

Rhaegar took a breath and broke away from the arms of the red-robed witch.

Remembered.

He left the northern border and rode the dragon all the way to the other side of the strait, where he searched for the red-robed witch and Wallis to treat his injured right arm.

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

While passing by the golden field, he suddenly fell ill and began to twitch all over, which affected his sanity.

Just in case, he called his younger brother Dai Lun to accompany him as a guard.

"Arrived in Asshai."

Rega blew a gust of wind and looked down at the intersection of the mountains and the Jade Sea below.

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

Asshai is known as the land of shadows.

…

The northern border, the Great Wall of Despair.

The snow is white, and the vast atmosphere fills the sky and the earth.

Countless armies of corpses marched across the Ghost Forest, marching towards Eastwatch.

But in the team, there is no king who controls everything.

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

Outside the Great Wall of Despair.

Tread...

The Night King walked out of the ghost forest and stood alone in the wind and snow, looking at the towering Great Wall from a distance.

Hundreds of night watchmen patrolled the city walls, shouting and sharing charcoal fire.

It was a Night's Watch fortress, located halfway between Castle Black and Eastwatch.

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

The fortress in front of you serves as a link between Castle Black and Eastwatch.

At this time, no one noticed anyone peeping in the dark.

"Hiss!"

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

The giant dragon is not small, it is over forty meters tall.

Among the dragons of the same generation, he is also a leader with extraordinary talents.

"Don't be nervous, Haiyan!"

Lanino shouted loudly, lying on the dragon's back to resist the cold wind.

He was placed on guard duty at the fortress, patrolling the Great Wall every two days.

"Hiss!"

The sea smoke roared continuously, rising and falling restlessly, and its flying height and position never crossed the Great Wall.

Since arriving in the north, I have never been accustomed to the cold.

The food intake has been reduced visibly, and the usually active dragon is becoming more and more lazy.

Tread...

At the edge of the ghostly forest, the Night King's ice-blue eyes stared straight at him.

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

"Hiss!"

The sea smoke flies up and down, and the light silver scales blend with the wind and snow.

The Night King's eyes were deep and he raised his ice crystal spear above his head.

Aim and throw.

"Hiss!!"

Haiyan suddenly screamed, and an ice crystal spear flew from a distance, penetrating the hard scales and piercing the slender dragon's neck.

In an instant, hot dragon blood poured down like a pour.

"Hold on, Haiyan."

Lanino was horrified and grabbed the handle tightly.

"Hiss..."

Severe pain stretched the nerves under the scales, Haiyan let out a shrill cry, and his already rapid flight was momentarily unstable.

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

"Hiss!"

In the end, it fell straight down like a kite with its string broken.

boom--

Snowflakes splashed high and hit the snow outside the Great Wall.

"No, the dragon is injured!"

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

But a pale figure was faster than them.

"Hiss~~"

Haiyan's pupils were blurred, a cry was squeezed out of his throat, and his majestic body fell down in the snow pit.

Lanino was covered in scars and lay unconscious next to the dragon. One of his legs was weirdly twisted and bent.

At the last moment of the fall, Hai Yan's posture adjusted to lying down.

Therefore, the driver's life was saved.

The Night King walked closer and looked at each person and the dragon condescendingly.

"Hiss~~"

Haiyan screamed feebly, and the blood-stained dragon's kiss opened in an arc.

The Night King had no expression on his face and slowly squatted down.

boom!

The next moment, the sea smoke stretched its neck like a flash of light, and tried its best to spit out a mouthful of blazing orange and light silver dragon flames.

As if it realized that life was about to end, the dragon flame was particularly hot and strong.

As if it was going to use up the last bit of strength.

One second, two seconds...

The dragon flame gradually stopped, and the snow burned black.

The Night King closed his eyes tightly and squatted on the spot without any damage.

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

Bang!

The vision suddenly went black, and the dragon head fell heavily to the ground.

The cold wind rolled up the snowflakes, blowing out a tortuous arc.

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

It seemed that the wind and snow were all sad for someone.

...

In a blink of an eye, two days later.

Looking at the East Sea.

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

"My lord."

Wherever he passed, the sailors of the Velaryon fleet saluted.

One of the capable young men with short silver-gold hair was helping the commander distribute charcoal and hot soup.

"Erin, how is the situation?"

Corliss glanced and stopped the busy young man.

Erin stopped and walked forward to report; "Reporting to the lord, we have sufficient supplies, even if we give some to the Black Castle."

"Yes." Corliss nodded gently.

Erin paused and said: "My brother wrote back, the stationing place in the Golden Field has been determined, asking whether we can go directly to East Sea Watch to help?"

"Not for the time being."

Corliss looked solemn and pondered: "War is not a one-day effort. We can't put all our strength into it. Ask your brother to go back to Tide Head Island first."

"Okay, lord."

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

Corliss saw it and was secretly relieved.

At this moment, hurried footsteps came from behind.

"Corliss, come quickly."

Rhaenys's voice trembled, revealing her inner panic.

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

"A letter! A letter signed by Lanino."

Rhaenys had a complicated expression, and her hands trembled as she handed over an opened letter.

Corliss's eyes were solemn, and he was about to take the letter that was about to be clenched into a ball.

"Hiss!!"

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

The two turned their heads together, their eyes widened in surprise.

Merias's vertical pupils were filled with fierceness, and he flapped his dark red wings and slowly flew into the air, exuding a terrible sense of oppression.

It was like a red lightning, about to bring down a punishment from the sky.

"Merias, what's wrong with it?"

Corliss's eyes widened, realizing that something was wrong.

Dragons and humans have different lifespans, but the years they have experienced are not wrong.

In a practical sense, Melias is already a seventy-year-old dragon, and his temperament is becoming more and more lazy. He is unwilling to move or hunt on weekdays.

After arriving in the North, he lay down at the foot of the city wall and fell asleep every day.

In this situation, something must have happened.

Rumble--

Suddenly, a snowstorm rose up dozens of miles outside the Great Wall, and countless figures flashed inside the sightless area.

Corliss hurriedly checked and clenched his palms into fists.

"The wights are coming."

In the howling wind and snow, the mighty army of wights rushed straight to the Great Wall.

There were so many of them that they looked like ants in an ant nest.

A dark mass of dark clouds covered the sky.

"Hiss!"

A sharp and strange dragon roar suddenly sounded, like a big stone blocking the throat.

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