Darkness shrouded in castles.

The light from the fireplace, candles, and torches is dim, and it does not give people any warmth.

The remaining soldiers were no longer able to fight the ghouls, so they had to hide in their rooms and try desperately to block the door with something.

The city was full of wounded, women, and children with no one to protect or heed them.

Hiding in the tower with his unconscious eldest brother, Mikal discovers that the powerful nobles are almost dead, and their families and members of the Stark family who remain in the city are nowhere to be found.

Therefore, he immediately understood that these remnants of them had been abandoned!

The god of cold descended here.

No amount of soldiers in Winterfell could hold it.

As a green prophet who can see the future, Bran foresees the magical creatures of the evil god, leading a seemingly endless stream of resurrected dead to conquer the future.

So, what he has to do now is to save hope for the elimination of strangers and ghouls.

The Night King is imprisoned by Fish Beam Wood, and there are no other ghosts in Winterfell, and if there are enough soldiers to recharge and fight hard, they will definitely be able to destroy all the resurrected ghouls.

It's a pity that the tens of thousands of troops guarding Winterfell were almost completely wiped out.

The rest of the people, except for hiding in embarrassment, have no chance of escaping at all.

In the midst of terrifying cold temperatures.

Arya took her mother with her sister, brother, Princess Shireen, Reed and her sister, Carstark, Mormont, Horwood, Mandalay, Severn and other vassal families who remained in the city.

Finally, trembling, he ran into the sacred forest.

The black dragon, who was defeated by the cold god, was cautiously lying on the ground, listening to Bran's guidance with the power of the Heart Tree, raising his head and spitting dragon flames to fight against the dark power of the evil god.

Most of the trees were destroyed, and everyone didn't have to bend around, they ran directly to the fish beams.

Seeing the crowd, Ambrosius immediately spoke, "Have you brought the rope? ”

Arya took out the rope she had found back to the castle and, despite her father's objections, dragged him on the back of the dragon who had remained motionless.

"No, I'm going to stay and die with the soldiers and Winterfell!"

"Ned, please think about us!"

Hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Caitlyn was taken aback, "When you went south, we thought we were going to lose you forever, but if you come back safely, we can't lose you!"

Ambrosius also said: "My lord, Your Majesty is injured, and now the coalition forces need your command, and we can fight back if we lose Winterfell!"

As the breeze blew, the wounded by the hot springs all went up to the dragon's back.

Seeing this, Arya hurriedly tied her father and the unconscious people to the dragon's back with a rope to fix them so as not to fall off in flight.

"Let's go too!" Seeing her father go up to the dragon's back, Lady Caitlyn decisively took Sansa, Rickon, Shireen, and the vassals' families up.

The sand snake sisters and the sea monster siblings did not immediately climb up.

Because they saw the prince still lying on the ground, and the ghouls slowly approaching outside the sacred forest.

Nymeria tries to help carry Arthur onto the dragon's back, but finds that no amount of force can move the person around.

"Your Highness's state is a bit special, you don't have to worry, I will be here to guard. Ambrosius said.

Seeing the second son leaning in front of the fish beam, Mrs. Caitlyn hurriedly said to her younger daughter, who was armed and skillful, "Arya, help Bran up." ”

"Leave me alone, I can't leave the Heart Tree anymore. ”

"What?"

Bran, who was leaning in front of the fishbeam, did not speak, but only transmitted the voice of spirit to everyone's mind, and the faces of Lady Caitlin, Eddard, Sansa, Arya, and Rickon changed dramatically.

Lady Caitlin: "No, you can't stay here!"

"Mother, I love you, Father, I love you, Arya, Sansa, Rickon, and Robb, I love you too, but because the God of Cold needs me to control the power of the Heart Tree to fight... I really can't leave with you..."

"No, there must be another way!" Having lost a large number of vassals and a large number of soldiers, and is about to lose the castle that his family has inherited for generations, Ed can no longer watch his second son stay here and wait for death.

Ambrosius sighed, "The Cold God is really too powerful, and without the Green Prophet controlling the power of the Old Gods to fight against it, all of us will not be able to escape from Winterfell." ”

"You have to hurry up if you want to go!"

At this time, the ghouls in all directions were getting closer and closer, and Obaya stabbed one to death with a spear and immediately said to everyone.

Nymeria looked at the old wizard, "What about Your Highness?"

"Don't worry, I promise Your Highness that you will leave safe and sound. Ambrosius said.

Sansa is reluctant to leave her brother behind to die, but reason tells her that Bran's sacrifice is necessary and worth it!

Eddard and Lady Caitlyn had the same thoughts, so they looked at their son, who was leaning against the fishbeam, and wept with sorrow.

The little wolf girl is a person of action, and she doesn't want to see Bran stay for them like this, so she leaves the dragon's back without saying a word, and wants to take people directly on the dragon's back.

"Arya, you can't do that. ”

Bran sighed, and her body was limited by the power of the old gods, and she couldn't move on the dragon's back.

"Bran, the cold god is very powerful, let me stay and help you. At this time, Jiujian Reed suddenly broke free from his sister and spoke.

The raghouls around them are getting closer and closer, and the Sand Snake Sisters, the Sea Monster Sisters, and Deacon are about to lose their protection, so that they can kill the unconscious prince, the green prophet leaning against the fish beam, and the old wizard.

Asha: "Damn, we can't stand it, if we want to go, hurry up!"

After a moment of silence, Ambrosius let out another helpless sigh, Bran agreed to let Jiujian help, and in the grief of Mera Reed, the sick boy was guided to the fish beam by the power of the old gods.

Jiu Jian did not have the slightest fear of the impending death, but indifferently said to the Three-Eyed Crow: "Actually, we should have fought side by side a long time ago. ”

Bran smiled weakly, "Yes." ”

Unbeknownst to all, the sadness and tears that are now are just the beginning.

"Obaya and Namelia, you go up too, and I will take the prince with me. Ambrosius walked over to Arthur, who was lying motionless on the ground.

When the Sand Snake sisters heard this, they glanced at each other, and immediately no longer hesitated, and cooperated with each other to climb onto the black dragon's back with Asha, Theon, and Deacon.

"The Great Green Prophet and Shapeshifter. ”

"Now, the cold god and the ghoul are up to you to deal with......"

"Leave it to us. ”

Hearing the old wizard's words, Bran, who calmly faced his fate, nodded, and asked the black dragon to stop and continue to breathe fire, blessed with the wonderful power of nature of the old gods, and the emerald green light flowed all over his body, and his wings flapped and soared into the sky!

Finally, he glanced at the family on the dragon's back.

Bran once again entered the state of Xuan Zhi Xuan, mastering the power of the old gods with the help of Yuliang Mu, and the earth, mountains, rivers, plants, sand and stones, and the spirits of all things obeyed his command!

The emerald green dragon shot like a sharp arrow into the dark night sky.

The darkness did not break through.

It is as if the boundless darkness can also swallow all the emerald green colors in a terrifying way!

"Oops!"

Ambrosius, who was trying to move the prince and disconnect him from Yuliang Mu Xinshu, cast a spell to create a wind shield, and was about to catch up with the black dragon, was shocked when he saw this.

"Why didn't Drogen fly straight out of Winterfell?"

"Bran!"

Jiujian let out a cry of pain, and an arch armed with a bow and arrow shot him in the chest!

Once again, verdant ground was growing out of the ground.

The vines created by the power of the old gods are more than enough to stop the tide of ghouls.

On the other side, Yuliangmu, who imprisoned the Night King, suddenly sounded a few overwhelmed crisp sounds, and the blue ice crystals turned into a rain of arrows.

"Block me!"

Seeing this, Ambrosius didn't have time to take the prince away, and changed the state of the wind shield, only listening to the crackling sound of breaking, and all the ice crystals hit the wind that condensed into a shield.

The Night King's shot isn't the end.

The darkness, cold, and death of the ancient gods and shadows in the canopy opened their hands, and three powerful divine powers instantly tilted down violently.

Yuliangmu was hit a few meters out of thin air, and countless branches withered and fell to the ground!

The Night King unleashed ice magic while breaking through the confinement, and Ambrosius couldn't take the unconscious prince away with his hands.

Moreover, Bran and Jiujian, who were leaning on the Heart Tree, could not die immediately, otherwise the cold god would make the black dragon and the dragon on his back die instantly.

Meanwhile.

Unable to break through the darkness, Zhuo Geng, who was wrapped in emerald green, flew into a dark mist with everyone on his back, and he couldn't fly out no matter how he accelerated.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to wake up!"

Tired of the Night King's icy attacks, the vines form wooden walls and are slow to protect, and the ghouls in all directions learn to throw weapons and shoot arrows, and carry out long-range attacks.

Ambrosius had no other means.

However, Arthur was still in the comfort of nature, and in the warm and bright light, he didn't know what was going on in the outside world.

It has been confused by the black fog, and it is impossible to distinguish the direction.

Drogen's angry dragon roar continued in the darkness, but the roar that should have shook the sky couldn't even be heard by the people on its back.

Fallen into a deathly silence!

"Your Highness can't wake up, great green prophet, the old man still wants to trouble you. ”

Watch as the wooden walls of the fish beams take shape, blocking arrows, javelins, throwing axes, throwing swords, and the magic of the Night King in all directions.

Ambrosius wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Bran with a bitter face.

Bran closed his eyes and didn't answer, and he didn't have time to answer, compared to the ghoul throwing weapon and the Night King's ice magic.

The invisible confrontation with the cold god is even more dangerous.

But Arthur and the old wizard, he won't leave it alone.

Jiu Jian was already breathing weakly at this time, and his breath was less than his intake, and the pitch-black death energy continued to spread from the bow and arrow wound on his chest to the surroundings of his body.

Seeing this, Ambrosius hurriedly went over and instilled the mana that was about to run out into the young man's body.

"It's useless, I can't do it, don't waste mana for me, old gentleman. ”

Jiujian Reed shook his head weakly and said, "According to fate, my life should end when I find the cave where the three-eyed crow is. ”

Ambrosius sighed silently and asked, "Then do you have any last words?"

"No, please move me to the fishbeam wooden parapet, so that I can help you one last time. ”

The more he spoke, the quieter he became, and after that, the young man who should have been vigorous lost his life and passed away forever.

Ambrosius sighed heavily, and hurriedly moved him to the fishbeam wooden parapet that protected him to lean against him.

With the continuous withering of the heart tree.

Weak and tired, Bran was sweating profusely with his eyes closed.

The breathtaking darkness is oppressive.

Filled with the power of nature to protect the green prophet, the fish beam wood parapet, which keeps growing branches and leaves, also began to wither, and the growth rate was not as fast as the withering.

Jiujian's corpse trembled strangely, and was being invaded by the death power of the cold god.

"There's only so much I can do, I'm sorry Great Green Prophet, we have to go. ”

At this scene, Ambrosius felt powerless, grabbed the unconscious prince's shoulder, and his face began to change again as a child, a teenager, a young man, a middle-aged man, and so on, and slowly levitated with Arthur.

The huge heart tree in the sacred forest emits a wail that exists in the soul.

With the old wizard and the prince wrapped in emerald green.

The body of the shapeshifter Jiujian, who leaned against the wooden parapet of the fish beam, trembled violently and exploded silently, turning into ashes and returning to the old gods, and his soul disappeared into the earth, mountains, rivers, rocks, trees, and all things.

The extreme darkness that envelops Winterfell is struck by the verdant energy of spirituality.

The black dragon in the pitch-black mist finally got the hope of leaving before the verdant protection, that is, the darkness corroded and disappeared.

The old wizard and the prince were protected by the power of the old gods and soared into the sky, like gorgeous and charming meteors, flying in the same direction as the black dragon.

On the ground of the sacred forest.

The Fishbeam Wood Parapet forms a semi-circular sphere, completely enveloping Bran and the Heart Tree, resisting the terrifying erosion of death, darkness, and cold!

The mountains, rivers, and forests of the entire northern realm mysteriously transformed into cyan phantoms and appeared in the sky above Winterfell, completely dispelling the extreme darkness of the evil cold god!

Everywhere in the North, including south of Westeros, the Vale of Arryn, and the Riverlands, one just has to look up.

You can see such a magical sight!

Boom ————

...... To be continued......

(End of chapter)