Chapter 409: The perspective of the gods

The morning of the next day.

The sky was a bit more haze, no longer the good weather some time ago, with the footsteps of strange ghosts, the cold once again enveloped the vicinity of Twin River City.

Step on...

The Dothraki camp was busy again, the sound of horse hooves continued to sound, and some people greeted something loudly in the obscure horse language.

Soon, the cooking smoke gradually rose.

"Kaoh."

"Kaoh."

There are more people coming and going in and out of the Kaor tent, but few people know what happened last night.

Including the arrival of the Red Witch and the silent conversation between the Lord of Light and Viselis whom she believes in.

"That being said, I still have some difficulty understanding what the Lord of Light wants to tell me."

After a rest night.

Wake up early in the morning to simply deal with some official duties. Veserys is wearing a loose-fitting shirt, and his long silver and golden hair is not tied up, but is scattered freely.

He glanced at Melisandre, who was still wearing a red robe.

She returned from traveling in Westeros, and then stayed in the army completely. The witch was still wearing the dazzling ruby ​​necklace on her chest, and she was sitting quietly on the futon at the table.

The woman's long copper-colored hair was tied into braids and hung over her chest, her mental head looked a little more ample than yesterday, and her deep red eyes seemed to be beating with flames.

"Can you tell me what you saw in the revelation of the Lord of Light yesterday?"

Melisandre raised her delicate chin slightly with a calm expression, and then asked.

"Maybe I can help you this way."

Melisandre was also curious about what Veselis had seen after staring at the fire for so long yesterday.

However, it was too late yesterday and there was no time to ask questions, but there is time today, and she also has her own thirst for knowledge.

Viserys hesitated slightly, then nodded.

"Can."

Melisandre is a believer of the Lord of Light Rahlo. There is nothing to hide from her about the Lord of Light, not to mention the need for some explanation from the other party.

Then he explained in detail what he saw when he looked at the pot of flame yesterday.

To put it simply, what he saw in the flame was like a slightly abstract dream. He saw the red light rising in the sky, and the bottomless darkness was in the distance.

Everything around was shrouded in these two rays of light, intertwined and inextricably intertwined, and under all these there were many insignificant small details that caught Viselis's attention, and they were all told to Melisandre.

After Viserys explained all this in detail, Melisandre fell into contemplation, and the room became silent, except for the crackling noise when the bonfire was burning.

"Is that so?"

The ruby ​​on Melisandre's chest reflected the light, and she was silent for a while before she spoke again.

"Red light may represent Lakhlo's divine power, while darkness represents the cold god."

"Your Majesty, what you see may be the battle between the King of Light and Ability God."

Melisandre made a simple analysis of Veserys' dreams. She judged that the Lord of Light intentionally asked Veserys to use his eyes to see the scene of the battle of the gods.

Now the balance of power between the two sides is reflected in the human battlefield, human beings have retreated to Twin River City, and the influence of the King of Light's divine power has also retreated here.

Viselis looked into the deep darkness in the distance. Perhaps it was the northern territory that was completely swallowed by the cold now.

However, all these things are completely different in the eyes of gods and mortals. In Rahlo's eyes, it is just a world full of monotonous colors.

"Melisandre, what do you mean... I experienced Lahlo's perspective in the flames?"

Visiris couldn't help frowning when she heard Melisandre's analysis, and then asked.

"In the eyes of the gods, the entire world is divided by several divine powers?"

"Then what are we?"

"Damn chess piece?"

"Play a game of proxy war in place of the gods?"

The whole world is the battlefield of the gods. The confrontation between the gods is not an imagined horror scene, but rather a silent battle like a breeze blowing on the face.

The battlefield is their chessboard, and the chess pieces are all living beings in the world. The gods, as chess players, control the life and death of mortals, and the ending of mortals indirectly affects the ending of the gods.

If this is the case...

Then the gods of this world didn't seem to be as terrifying as Veselis imagined.

Melisandre's expression was also a little serious, but she shook her head, unable to give Veserys an explanation.

"Don't talk about the gods, Your Majesty."

What are the gods, how they are operating the entire world, and whether there are human-like emotions... These are simply not understood by their superficial understanding.

Melisandre has spent her whole life wondering what God's revelation is to her.

Therefore, what happened last night~www.NovelMTL.com~ The Lord of Light gave her enlightenment. She escaped from King's Landing all the way and went to the front line to look for Viselis.

Melisandre then continued to try to explain the dreams Visiris saw last night.

The world that Viselis saw from Lahlo's perspective yesterday, Viselis looks back to the south, where the red light is still strong, and it looks like the sky is in the sky.

Turning his head and looking north, the deep black and silver faintly had the potential to succeed, but the still thin camel was bigger than a horse.

This is the battlefield of the gods.

The Lord of Light Rahlo seemed to want to tell Viselis that Ability God's divine power was insufficient and his successor was powerless.

Perhaps this was also the reason why Veselis went down on a dragon and had a brief encounter with the Night King, and then the Night King ordered to retreat.

"I also received the revelation of the Lord of Light..."

At this moment, Melisandre suddenly spoke with a complicated expression. She glanced at Viselis and continued.

"The King of Light once asked me to come to Westeros to find out the truth about the revival of ghosts."

Vesselis nodded slightly when he heard Melisandre's words.

At that time, Melisandre also bid him farewell and went to Westeros alone.

It turned out to be inspired by the Lord of Light.

"Later I came to Westeros, to the northern border of the ice and snow, and the Great Wall of Impasse. God once again told me that Ability God should not recover at this time."

"He came too early."

"He came too early?"

Melisandre's words were very calm, but it hit Veserys's ears and it made waves.

The silver-haired young man frowned and couldn't help repeating it.

Because he knew that strange ghosts really shouldn't recover at this time.

The whole world has stepped on the accelerator because of him and is accelerating.