The news of distress from the North suddenly fell silent after several days of massive outbreaks, as if the communication between Westeros and the North had been cut off in an instant.

However, the number of letters received by Dragonstone Island did not decrease because of this, but continued to increase.

Tyrell and Tully in the Riverbends, Greyjoy and Drums in the Iron Isles, the nobles of the Stormlands of their own family, and even the Martell family in Dorne are all in touch.

Contacted, untouched, familiar, unfamiliar...... With the ugly cry of the raven, countless letters flew in one after another, and it seemed that everyone in the face of this natural disaster invariably thought of the strange existence of Lan Li.

The wording of their letters varied, but they generally carried a certain meaning of consultation and help, obviously, although they had no opportunity to contact because of the short time, some of the things before Lan Li were always in the eyes of the lords and nobles of Westeros, and they were more or less expectant of it in the face of disaster.

It's a pity that the parties don't have much expectation for themselves, and most of them just look at the letter a few times and then ignore it on the table at will-

As the situation worsened, every time Lan Li woke up from his sleep, he could see that the sublimation in the attribute bar was increasing, and in this case, he didn't have the heart to find a solution to the strange demon disaster, let alone pay attention to these letters.

However, although Lan Li didn't do anything, a piece of news from King's Landing soon after still silently revealed his "influence" at this time-

Stannis was confined to King's Landing by the Lannisters after the war. Baratheon has been freed, and has now returned to the Stormlands to rule his vassals in the event of a catastrophe.

Along with the news came a third letter from King's Landing, written by Queen Cersei, in a sincere wording, even claiming that she could come to Dragonstone in person to explain the "misunderstanding" and apologize for some rudeness.

Apparently, King's Landing was indifferent to the Lannister siblings because they were "not sincere enough".

It's a pity that they were completely wrong about this, the number of casualties caused by the outbreak of strange ghosts is so tragic that if Lan Li had a way to deal with it, he would have taken action a long time ago, how could he still be so "sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai".

The news sent through Rhaenys has not yet received a response, and it is possible that the higher-ups of the Outland city-states who had fought with Westeros in the past could not make a decision on whether to come to help or not, but before that, the lords of the Seven Kingdoms called on the peasants of the territory to build defenses, and recruited a large number of knights to guard the castles, but the initiative was quickly implemented.

And on the third day of the third letter of help, another piece of bad news spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms shortly after it was born—

Hengduan's natural defense site in the north and other regions, Neck, which was expected by many lords of the Seven Kingdoms, began to freeze after a cold fog spread!

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"The gods are not some kind of personal will, the gods are the union of the beliefs of many people in Westeros who believe in the seven gods, and theoretically speaking, as long as the belief in the seven gods continues, he will never disappear, so the current situation is not normal, and I cannot explain it at all. I understand your feelings, Lan Li, but I'm sorry, I still can't sense His presence. ”

An ethereal voice emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Lan Li, who was holding his left wrist, frowned when he heard this, but he didn't continue to ask.

After staying on Dragonstone Island and bestowing the Seeds of Strength on the seven special people, Lan Li tried to communicate with the Seven Gods on his wrist again in the hope of being able to get in touch, but the feedback was still disappointing.

"But now that you've completed the deal," the soft-voiced spokesperson of the Seven Gods didn't stop, "Then when the gods come back to life, I'll communicate with him as soon as he gives you the rewards he deserves." ”

"Will there be a specific time?"

"No, I'm sorry."

"I'm afraid it's too late." Lan Li thought silently, and didn't have the heart to continue asking, let go of his hand, and glanced at the scepter on his wrist that represented the religious function of the Drowning God's faith, and the seven-pointed star that represented the spokesperson of the Seven Gods.

The many strange powers brought by the Chaos Mark fused into a magical staff corresponding to the belief in the Drowning God, and the seven-pointed star was formed by using its divinity and its own characteristics to "pray" in the Sanctuary.

Relying on these two beings, he can do many otherworldly things, and he can also feel the great potential behind these two things.

Unfortunately, this does not solve the problem that Lanli is facing at the moment - the sublimation has reached 98%.

This number has surged rapidly in the midst of the disaster, and when you think of the chaos that happened in this world before, it has silently proved some problems that Lan Li does not want to think about.

However, just because you don't want to think about it doesn't mean that the problem doesn't exist.

What is the truth of this catastrophe right now?

What does the so-called sublimation cause?

What's behind all this?

What exactly is yourself?

A premonition made Lan Li's mind tense even more, and he felt that if he didn't do something now, he might not have a chance to do it again in the near future, or rather, he wouldn't have a chance to figure it out......

Thinking about it, the black-haired young lord who was sitting at the window of the tower and looking out the window at the turbulent waters below the tower couldn't help but look down at a white quill that was quietly placed in the palm of his right hand.

The quill is pure in color, soft to the touch, and the fluffy shape with a slight curve looks very beautiful, but immediately after, the hand that suddenly clenched into a fist instantly squeezed the beautiful feather into a crumpled crumple.

Even the owner with the fist suddenly lost his whole body vitality, his eyes quickly converged, and his upright figure collapsed on the chair.