Heavy gasps rang out in the empty and silent dark tunnels, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The cloak of leaves stained with large snowflakes continued to ripple as he ran, and the snow on his shoulders was shaken off one after another, and he hit the rocky surface below and turned into tiny marks.

The exit of the bright cave behind him became smaller and smaller, and the fierce blizzard and cold wind blowing outside also flew away as a result.

The rock tunnel was long, but it came to an end, and the short figure of the running finally arrived in an empty and dim underground hall, where several companions of the same size and strange appearance were hers, and there was also a pale old man who "sit" on the throne of Fishbeam.

It was not so much a sitting as it was a blend in, and in the dim environment, the old man with long white hair and a blood-red eye was covered with branches and leaves, and even many twisted roots grew out of one eyeless eye socket, crawling down his cheeks and piercing into his shriveled neck.

He looked terrifying, and his voice was not very normal, it was very soft, as subtle as the wind blowing leaves, hoarse and low.

"The darkness is your shield, leaf, and you need not be afraid."

When the words fell, the short figure who ran in front of him panting was really relieved, but there was still anxiety and tension in his tone, "Those villages didn't stop them at all, and the humans betrayed us!" They're coming! ”

"What should come will come after all." The pale old man responded, his voice inaudible to emotion.

"But what should we do?" The short figure called Ye hurriedly asked, "Are you going to meet those outsiders?" ”

"We are weak, leaves, weak prey will attract the covetousness of hungry wolves."

"Do you have a way to hide it? So they can't find us? ”

"This means will not be useful in front of some people, leaves. But don't worry, I have a way to deal with those people. ”

"What's the solution?"

There was no response, the pale old man just shook his head slightly, causing a burst of leaves to rattle, and then slowly closed the blood-red one-eye.

……

The Son of the Forest named Leaf didn't know why the Green Prophet in front of her was so calm, but countless years of contact made her trust the Green Prophet very much, so she was a little relieved.

But she was still depressed.

Unlike the other gods, the Old Gods did not have a unified divine will or divinity.

The old gods are special "gods" formed by the soul of the children of the forest after their death, just as they can enter the body of animals and enter the fish beam wood to form the heart tree, which means that every heart tree is the old god, and every tree is also the child of the forest who has passed away.

Therefore, the old gods do not refer to a single god, but to all the heart trees, and therefore, there are no priests or spokesmen in the beliefs of the old gods, and there is no unified sect.

Believers believe in the Old Gods, more like they believe in the way of nature.

Usually this situation is nothing, but now it is a bit fatal, the believers are scattered and fragmented, and it is difficult to twist into a group to be hostile when encountering outsiders, but the believers north of the Great Wall call themselves free people, everyone has their own ideas, no one has a status, and no one wants to run to discipline them.

Even though she was a child of the forest, she had secretly come into contact with many of the more powerful freedmen, but this could not make all the freedmen obey orders, and even when outsiders came running, she could not call on the followers of the Old Gods to stop the foreign enemy.

They're supposed to be in a secluded location, and few people pay attention to it, but during this time, people have been coming from another continent to their remote part of Westeros, and at the same time looking for the hiding place of their remnants of the forest.

Ye Zi knew why those people came here to find the so-called old door, but she couldn't figure out why those people came to their side to find the door.

Is it just that the names are similar to each other to attract investigation?

Or do they understand that the Green Prophet had a thousand eyes?

It doesn't seem incomprehensible to think about it, but shouldn't the investigation be conducted quietly with a small number of people to inquire first? Why did a large group of people come as soon as they came, and they looked like they were sure of something?

Leaf couldn't figure this out, but she knew that if those people did come to the door, their few remaining sons of the forest would not be able to resist it, even with the Green Prophet - as the Green Prophet had just said, they were weak and even on the verge of extinction.

"Darkness is a shield, and it will protect us." There was a companion beside him who prayed in the special language of the Children of the Forest, and Ye Zi responded when he heard this, but his heart was really unstable.

It was only when she caught a glimpse of the pale old man on the other side of the rock hall that her apprehension calmed down somewhat.

Although I can't think of how to break the game, since the Green Prophet claims that there is a way, there should be a way......

……

Three days later, north of the Great Wall.

In the snow-covered mountains, a team of hundreds of people was hurrying with crutches in the direction of the cave where the Children of the Forest were hiding.

However, although the pace of progress was slow, the men seemed to have a clear goal, but when they reached a ravine not far from the rock cave, a woman wrapped in a white bearskin cloak suddenly stopped, frowned, and turned to the person next to her, saying, "I feel darkness and evil. ”

"Evil is everywhere here." The person next to him responded, and a swarthy face silently revealed that he was from the Midsummer Isles outside of Westeros.

"It's especially different here."

The woman replied, a delicate heart-shaped cheek flanked by the brim of a fluffy cloak, and spoke with a solemnity.

"We should take a detour."

She seemed to be influential in this team, and after the words fell, the dark-skinned middle-aged man pursed her lips, then discussed with the others around her, and finally nodded.

So the team turned around and headed back the way it came.

However, they did not stop long in the end, because a blackened and withered arm suddenly appeared from the snowdrift in front of them, and then they saw that the arm was bent and grasped, and a terrifying skeleton immediately came out of the snowdrift, with an ugly and terrifying appearance, and the empty eyes looked at the team that was rushing back, grinning, and the face without eyeballs and flesh looked extremely hideous.

The appearance of this thing caused an uproar in the group, but they were not intimidated, and many people were eager to try it. However, when trivial noises were heard from all directions, when one shriveled dead man after another crawled out of the snowdrift and gathered around, the team that dared to come to the door from the free trade city-state because of someone's fraud could no longer maintain a positive attitude.

The sound of nervous spitting was muffled by the wind and snow, and the crisp sound of weapons unsheathed was also endless, and dead bodies continued to break through the snow in all directions, or run from the depths of the snow curtain, and in a short time they gathered into a large group of black oppressors, surrounding the team to death.

They did not attack immediately, but remained motionless in an encircled posture under the nervous gaze of the people.

Until a pale figure broke through the circle of the dead and rode a horse.

"Strange, Strange, Strange ——!"

It's not just someone who screamed, making the already tense atmosphere even more dignified and even panicked.