In the frozen soil of the far north of the world, in the belly of the Extreme Cold Mountain, the King of the Strangers sat on a high throne, watching the Strangers come back with a large number of young people, and a pair of bright blue eyes revealed satisfaction.

If these people can withstand the severe pain of the transformation process, they will survive as new aliens, but it is a pity that there is hardly one in a hundred people. If you want to become a strange ghost, you must have ice blood in your blood, and the concentration can't be too low.

The environment in the north is harsh, and the number of humans who can support them is not much, but surviving in such a harsh cold land, the body gradually adapts, and slowly has ice blood.

It can be said that the people of the north are the foundation, and if a large number of deaths and injuries are killed and injured at one time, it will be difficult to increase the number of new aliens, which also limits the number of humans captured by the aliens.

Painted with human blood, the ice covered with mysterious symbols lit up with a blue glow, enveloping hundreds of people. An icy aura enveloped those people, slowly penetrating into them, all the way to the deepest bone marrow.

Ahh The face of the person on the ice was quickly pale, his lips were blue, and the frostbitten patches on his skin gradually lost consciousness, and he wanted to freeze and not wake up. But the sharp pain in their bones kept them awake, and they howled in pain one by one.

Half an hour later, ninety-eight people had been turned into hard corpses, as hard as if they had been frozen for decades, and only two of the people whose appearance had changed drastically were still breathing, as if they had survived the marrow and bones.

The price was that they lost their human form, their eyes turned ice blue, exuding an extremely cold aura, and all the muscle and fat on their bodies were gone, leaving only skin that hardened into a bone.

"Good, good! It's a great thing that two new members have been added this time! The King of the Strange Spirits stood up from the bone throne of Bai Sensen, his voice revealing excitement.

The 1% chance does not mean that every time you put in 100 people you will get a kind of ghouls, most times you get nothing, and all 100 people die and become useless ghouls. The last time two members were added was more than a decade ago.

Well? The king of the demons suddenly felt a great calamity. It seemed that an irresistible calamity was about to happen, and it had never felt this way in its thousands of years of life, and its heart rippled strongly like a cold for ten thousand years.

Before it could find its cause, an immeasurably powerful force came from under its feet. After shattering its feet, it was not satisfied, and continued to shake its thighs, waist, abdomen, and head.

"No!" The king of strange ghosts was not reconciled, and in this one-ten-thousandth of a time, his hands slapped the mountain wall. After paying the price of crushing the palms of both hands, the entire body rose into the air. Avoided the overwhelming force oppression.

Boom, the entire Extremely Cold Mountain collapsed, and the belly of the mountain was exposed to the outside sky, but half of the royal blue sky had become a pitch-black void, and it was still shrinking.

The king of the demons, who had broken his hands and feet, was lucky not to be crushed to death by the falling rocks, and looking at the vision in the sky, a great grief rose inexplicably in his heart, and ice particles fell out of his already dry eyes.

"What's wrong with me, it's impossible to be afraid of this black void!" It activated the thousand-year-old ice heart in its body, and the injured hands and feet soon became intact. Looking at the expanding black void, the warning in its heart made it run away forever, but it didn't want to do that.

Because the king of the strange ghosts saw that according to the trend in the sky, sooner or later the whole world would be occupied by the pitch-black void, and there would be nowhere to escape: "I will find a solution to the problem!" ”

Coming to its senses, it began to search for its subordinates in the violently deformed land, but fortunately not every stranger died in the great change, and there were very few lucky ones who survived.

……

Winterfell was crumbled to rubble by a devastating earthquake, and 99 percent of its inhabitants died, but a few hundred were spared from death with a base of tens of thousands. Ned. Stark is one of them.

"Robert, Robert!" He and King Robert were comparing their fighting skills in the martial arts arena just now, and the children were watching from the wooden building. It was only in the course of the competition that the earth shook violently when he jumped high. Throw Robert three meters into the air.

After Ned fell to the ground, the ground was still shaking, but Cheng Dù was not as violent as before. When he got up from the ground and came to his friend's side, he saw that his body was spread out on the ground like a soft sheepskin bag filled with water, and he was no longer breathing.

"Robb! Jon! Brand! Ned rushed into the pile of fallen wood. With both hands, he grabbed the broken wood and threw it aside, digging down. He didn't get a response, and his heart sank straight into the abyss.

After the ruins of the entire wooden building were cleared, the faces of the pale children were revealed. Robb is dead, Jon is dead, and only Bran survives by being held in his arms by his two older brothers.

"No!" Ned hugged Bran, who was only thigh-high in his heart, and cried bitterly.

Bran had one of his legs broken, but he pointed to Robb and Jon, who were motionless, and asked sadly, "What's wrong with them?" ”

Ned shook his head sadly, put Bran on his shoulder, and said in a choked voice, "Let's go find your mother and sister." ”

He looked up and discovered an incomprehensible fact: there was only a small piece of the blue sky at the top, and the rest of the place was a pitch-black void that exuded a deadly aura. As time passed, the area of the sky became smaller and smaller.

As far as the eye could see, the south, east, west, and northwest were all pitch-black voids, and the incomparably solid earth was constantly shrinking, turning into chaotic-colored light and disappearing. Hills, trees, rivers, and the earth, like the earth, disintegrate into light whenever they encounter the void.

Bran also saw the apocalyptic scene, and the crisp child's voice asked, "Will we also disappear like the hill in the distance?" ”

"Yes, we're going back into the arms of the old gods." Ned looked at Bran's clear eyes, two lines of hot tears flowing out of his eyes, and nodded and said.

At this moment, outside the blue sky, in the pitch-black void, countless huge tree roots like dragons suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire heaven and earth.

Bran and Ned were shocked by this incredible sight and were speechless for a moment.

After a long time, Bran said, "That's the root?" There are such big roots in the world, so how big should this tree be! ”

Ned felt that he had encountered one thing after another that was difficult to understand today, and that his previous experience and knowledge could no longer be useful, as if he had lived for decades in vain.

Squeak, squeak, the whole heaven and earth made a squeezing sound, shaking the whole space.

"Bran, get ready, we're about to meet the Old Gods!" (To be continued.) )