Chapter 500: Winterfell

"The North is still what it used to be."

Viselis was riding on the dragon's back, feeling the falling snow around him, the biting cold wind constantly pierced his clothes, but he did not feel the cold, and his long silver-gold hair fluttered with the wind.

Jingze is the north-south boundary of Westeros. The south of Jingze can be called the south, and the north of Jingze is the north.

Most of the humans living on this continent live in the warm south. The climatic conditions in the north are harsh, which is not suitable for planting crops and human life.

Although the land of Everwinter occupies more than half of the land in Westeros, the population of the north is not so dense, especially in the north of the Great Wall of Immortal, which is closer to the land of Everwinter in the north than the Serenian territory. There is almost a forbidden zone for life.

During this time, Veserys browsed some of the books in the Red Fort, which were still collected in the Red Fort during the reign of Targaryen.

During the time of the usurper’s rule, not only did no books have been included, but the collection suffered severe damage due to wars and lack of custody.

Robert doesn't care about these books at all, let alone think of them as "spiritual food". For Robert, these books are too hard to wipe his butt.

Viselis felt a little bit painful for this situation, but he still found some records about the Everwinter Land in these books.

This is the conjecture mentioned in the book "The King of Winter-Genealogy and Legend of the Stark Family in Winter City" written by a bachelor named Childe in Xuecheng a long time ago.

One of the legends mentions the land of eternal winter. Bachelor Childe believes that the secret of the birth of ghosts is hidden at the end of the world, waiting for human beings to solve it.

Then Viserys rode Bellerion to continue flying northward, and finally landed in Winterfell when the moon was rising in the east and the sky was darkening.

This is the capital of the northern border and the center of power. It is said that it has been built for eight thousand years and still stands tall.

Viserys descended from the sky riding a black dragon, and immediately alarmed the ‘indigenous people’ here. After a long time, the army of the dead roared towards the sky, and then was burned to ashes by Bellerion’s turbulent dragon flames.

Wow----

Viselis jumped off the dragon's back and stepped on the ground.

In fact, Winterfell didn't need Bellerion to destroy it, and it was now riddled with holes.

There are large scorched marks on the wall. It was a fire that Bunyan set before jumping off the wall of Winterfell. The roofs of many houses have been crushed by the thick snow, and only the whole area is left. Of the ruins.

Perhaps in the eight thousand years that Winterfell City has been standing on the northern land, there has never been a moment that has been uninhabited and unattended for half a year as it is now.

The owners of Winterfell City have now fled to King’s Landing, and even the entire northern territory, except for a few expeditions from free trade city states, has completely disappeared and become a no-man’s land, and the breath of life has been wiped out, even the weeds. There was no growth, only the thick snow buried this ancient castle.

After the sky darkened, if it wasn't for Visiris's sharp eyes, and comparing it to the map to confirm that this was Winterfell, otherwise he was flying on the back of a dragon in mid-air and even unable to recognize it.

"This is the famous Winterfell."

"The origin of so many wonderful stories, I have always wanted to see it before, but I didn't expect it to be like this the first time I came."

The changes in Winterfell are embarrassing, and Veserys feels that his dreams of Winterfell City have been shattered.

This is now a ruined castle, and the scale is not very large, Bellerion's activities here are still a little frustrated.

The silver-haired young man fell to his knees on one knee at the moment. Although he became a king, his skills for survival in the wild have not been lost. Weselis carried flint with him, found a piece of discarded rotting wood, and then lit the torch. The fire dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surrounding mess.

Just now, most of the'indigenous people' living in Winterfell had been burned to ashes by a fire, and he did not rule out whether there were other ghouls surviving.

There are still dead figures everywhere on the northern land, but the number has been too scarce, and there are only a few dozens in the winter city.

The army of the dead army seems to have followed the night king back to the land of eternal winter, if according to the past, there may be hundreds of ghouls here.

Veserys held the torch high to disperse the darkness around him, stepping on the thick snow, and the remains of the ghoul who had just been burned to ashes, and walked towards a towering tower.

"Today we are going to rest here for one night, Bellerion."

Veserys spoke, his voice reverberating continuously, while Bellerion was lying not far away, an empty area in Winterfell where he could put his body down, quietly watching Veserys walk forward, low. The voice responded.

It was already exhausted after flying for a day. They set off from King's Landing. Last night, Veserys stopped and rested in Twin River City for one night, and then set off again this morning and flew to Winterfell in one breath.

"Ho—"

Then Bellerion's mouth let out a low roar again, resounding like a muffled thunder under the night sky that was so silent that even a needle dropped.

Bellerion was reminding Viselis to be careful, and Viselis just waved his hand.

Then the silver-haired young man held a torch and pushed open the gate of the high tower. The snow above his head fell rustlingly. The light from the torch dispelled the darkness in the tower, and Viselis could see everything here clearly.

This is a library, or to be more precise, this is the book tower of Winterfell.

Veserys took a photo with the torch~www.NovelMTL.com~ and saw the countless arranged bookshelves inside, some of which were storing books, and some of the bookshelves had collapsed, and precious books scattered all over the place.

The ghosts do not read these books, and likewise they have nothing to do and will not deliberately destroy them.

Veserys briefly turned around here, and then walked out.

"According to legend, during the Dance of the Blood Dragon, Prince Jacaris Valerian rode his Dragon Vormax to visit Winterfell and discussed the dispatch of troops with Craign Stark."

"Vormax laid a dragon egg in the underground hot spring of Winterfell."

"Can you feel where this dragon egg is? Bellerion."

Veserys walked out of the book tower in Winterfell with a torch in his hand and asked.

"Huh?"

Bellerion raised his head slightly, and a look of doubt appeared on a ferocious dragon's face.

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