Chapter 162

The dragon's flames could not harm the Night King, as is evident in the original books. The only way to kill the Night King is to use a weapon made of Valyrian steel and stab him directly into his body. But this is not simple, at least when Lu Qiming fought it before, he couldn't do it even if he tried his best.

If you can't do it in close combat, then plan No. 2 and let Liu Qing come. Under the activation of her magic eye, she used the silver moon to condense the power of the moonlight and shoot a killer blow, which was naturally able to kill the Night King. But this move also requires various preconditions.

First, the Night King is now hiding in legions of hundreds of thousands of ghouls. You can't see it, how can you shoot. This is where the role of the Human Legion comes in. At the very least, break through the formation of the ghoul army and force out the whereabouts of the Night King. Then Lu Qiming shot with Xu Qing to determine the opponent's position. Create opportunities for Liu Qing.

Winterfell's army was already exhausted from a series of battles, and it was impossible to complete such a storming mission. So the focus of the attack is on Daenerys' army. The Teslak Legion's frontal charge is the strongest of all armies. And these guys are not afraid of death, and they are the best executors.

However, it was Liu Qing who raised doubts.

"It's too far away. Unless I follow you into battle, I can shoot on the walls. But because of the distance, there are too many variables. Just because I'm a perfect shooter doesn't mean I'll be able to hit a god perfectly. All of Winterfell is shrouded in its realm. I felt like my abilities were being suppressed. Unless I can use the Shining Moon's Focused Effect to shoot 'Starfall'. But now that there is no moon in the sky, I can't gather the power of moonlight. ”

"I see what you mean. This issue is otherwise resolved by Queen Daenerys. ”

"Me? You want me to take her above the clouds? Yes, but my dragon can't stay above the clouds for long. They can only linger for a very short time. ”

"No, you don't need to fly up. I need your dragon to scorch the clouds with dragon fire when the time comes. Although Long Yan can't hurt the Night King, it still has an effect on this blizzard realm. Burn the clouds so that the moonlight shines through the clouds. ”

"I see, I'll try."

"Very well, now we need to wait for news from the other allies."

"Anyone else? I thought all the combat power was already concentrated. ”

"Of course there is, and she's already here." As Lu Qiming spoke, he already felt Melisandre's approach.

"I hope you bring good news."

"I'm afraid not. The Lord of Light can't do it directly, she can only provide some indirect help. Melisandre's tone trembled slightly, as if she had made up some kind of determination.

"Any little help we need, let alone the help of the Lord of Light."

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In Winterfell, Bran finally met his sister. It's a pity that such a thing as family no longer has the slightest meaning for Bran now. This kind of meeting is more like a formulaic meeting. Even though Sassanid hugged him and cried bitterly, the expression on Bran's face did not change in the slightest.

For a person who has roamed in the long river of history, Bran has experienced thousands of years, and family affection has long been weakened. This kind of meeting is essentially just for the sake of one's own surname.

The atmosphere in the city was tense again, and all the soldiers were told that they were going to go out of the city to fight. With reinforcements, they are ready to end the war.

Outside the city, the Teslak cavalry and the Unsullied Legion had also entered the charging distance. The wind and snow in the sky seemed to be getting more violent. But there is no way, and the desire of the human coalition to attack has not weakened in the slightest.

And deep within the ghoul legion, the Night King is talking to a wizard. Or maybe talk to the being behind the wizard.

"She's here, and with the help of two dragons and a couple of weird wizards. I need your help now. As agreed, help me kill it. You are the second deity to come to earth. ”

"Of course, I can't wait. It's just that I feel that those weird humans don't seem to be very easy to deal with, and I need your help in the future, and I don't want to see you die in this war. When the time comes, no one will help me, and it will not be easy to enter the world. ”

"Don't worry, as long as you help me kill the Green Prophet. I'm sure I'll deal with those humans. ”

"Then go as planned. As a friendly reminder, the Lord of Light seems to have been involved, though he is not as capable of interfering directly with the human world as we are. But it's okay to throw some power. That's your old enemy, be careful. The tone of the last sentence was a bit playful, which made the Night King's face look very ugly. If it weren't for the intervention of the Lord of Light, it would have dominated the human world long ago, turning the entire human world into the realm of cold gods.

For the first time, the gates of Winterfell opened. Countless soldiers lined up. In the midst of a blizzard, even in fur-covered armor, these soldiers were already frozen to the point of being unable to rope their hands and feet. Being in the realm of the cold god for a long time, no matter how warm they were, these ordinary people had already been eroded by the power of the cold god. And then, Melisandre appeared.

She stood alone in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, and then said to Lu Qiming at the front, asking them to raise the weapons in their hands.

Lu Qiming immediately understood something. This is also a classic shot in the original book. It's just that in the end, the thunder is loud and the rain is small. The Dothraki cavalry was buried in vain.

Melisandre gripped the sword of one of the soldiers at the front. Some obscure incantation began to be recited. Of course, Lu Qiming thought it was more like some kind of prayer, praying for the power of the Lord of Light to come.

A ball of flame appeared, and the long sword in the soldier's hand instantly turned into a flaming sword. At the same time, the flames were contagious, and the sword of the second soldier behind him also burned. Then the third, the fourth, the myriad.

In the dark night shrouded in a blizzard, a wave of heat was set off by dazzling and neat flames. In the flames, a warm power emanated, dispelling the power of the cold god on these soldiers. All the soldiers were in the best condition.

Melisandre, who had done all this, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Lu Qiming, who was beside her, stretched out his hand to support her. And at the moment of contact, Lu Qiming already felt the other party's state. The flame of life in her body has been extinguished, and she is still able to stand because the necklace around her neck still has a little magic left.

Melisandre broke free of his hand and walked out into the wilderness alone. But before she could take a few steps, she fell to the ground, and under the gaze of tens of thousands of soldiers, her body turned into a flame, which suddenly burned, and then returned to nothingness.