Flames erupted in King's Landing, the Mud Gate, the Dragon Gate, beneath the walls, the barracks, the schoolyards, and most importantly, the Red Keep.

Wind direction assistance is not required. Wildfire is a substance that can burn anything it encounters, and as soon as the green demon is released, it begins to spread in all directions.

The fire was raging, and the city, which had been quiet in the night, quickly became noisy, and people rushed out of the burning houses in panic, screaming and fleeing in all directions.

However, whether there was time to dodge or too late, in the end, everyone was drowned by the spreading green "sea".

From the sky, the dense complex of buildings that had been black suddenly bloomed from the edge of the surrounding area, and the petals spread and spread, and finally evolved into a sea of green flames.

As the wildfire burned, the black smoke evaporated, and the originally clear stench subsided with the sweltering gray smoke, and the screams of the human body being scorched under the fierce fire resounded through the clouds.

The sea of fire was unstoppable, enveloping the city shortly after it appeared, but it was as difficult to enter as if it had met a nemesis around some of the buildings in King's Landing. An area of a flea nest, a section of Steel Street, the nuns' housing complex on Silent Nuns Street, and the banquet hall of the Red Fort......

It's just that these places are just a drop in the ocean compared to the whole of King's Landing.

Burning, green, minarets shattering, houses collapsing, children crying, smoke enveloping the smoke, screaming terribly.

Here comes purgatory on earth.

Surrounded by walls, raging fires, and rising smoke, the entire city of King's Landing looked like a huge brazier with a roaring green flame.

……

[You have touched the reality of the world (human), and the second shuttle door opens 1/3 of the progress]

[You have gained a lot of spiritual power, and the level of the Eye of True Knowledge has been promoted, and you can now see the essence of some unknown things]

[You have gained a lot of spiritual power, your ghost mask, the substitute for the death imp, the effect of the tongue of oath has been enhanced, and your self spirituality has been slightly improved]

[You have been in close contact with death, your comprehension of undead spells has increased, and your skeleton resuscitation skills have been improved]

【Your Tired Touch Skill Increased】

【Your Curse of Pain skill is boosted】

【Your ......】

[You have gained some death-related authority, you can now see the target's death time and screen, your necromancy has been blessed with authority, and the casting effect has been mutated on the original basis]

[With the blessing of the power of death, you don't need the aid of the instrument to cast necromancy]

[Your item "Staff of Authority (Artificial)" has undergone some unknown change......]

……

Countless dark shadows raged in front of him, and in a trance, Charles seemed to see a large number of reminders drifting by, but he didn't have time to look closely, and he was overwhelmed by what happened suddenly.

When he opened his eyes again, his surroundings had become his camp in the northern army's camp.

What happened last night?

Saving people in the banquet hall, and then suddenly thinking of that, as long as you recite the necromancy spell on the scepter, the special soul-absorbing ability that will appear - when he kept using the scepter in the King's Landing Flea Nest, six god faces appeared one after another in the seven-pointed star in his palm, and the last stranger relied on this ability to absorb nineteen dragon souls to emerge, and the seven gods pattern was completed because of this, and he also had that spirit travel ability.

It's just that he hasn't opened the soul sucking again after completing it, and last night he thought about this and seemed to be able to "harvest a lot" at that time, so he recited a necromancy spell?

And after that? An unexpected horde of dead souls?

The feeling of death in King's Landing was chilling to think about, and Charles had never imagined that the scepter's soul-draining power would be so extensive.

However, it seems to have brought him some kind of change.

Tremendous change!

So he couldn't help but look down at himself.

……

[Your name: Charles. Cranston】

[Your age: 16]

【Your Health Status: Energetic】

[Skills you have mastered: True Eye (Constant), Death Authority (Constant),

Ghost Mask (Honest Disciple), Substitute Death Imp (Centennial Wraith), Tongue of Oath (Sincere)

Revive (1/100%), Dismember Curse (0/100%), Lifedrain (0/100%),

Death Ritual (0/100%), Whisper of the Dead (99/100%), Eye of Evil (99/100%),

Purification (5/100%)】

[Shuttle Gate Time Remaining: 11.10.03.05]

……

The Eye of True Knowledge became the Eye of Truth, and the camouflage trio that was not displayed in the attribute bar for some reason was also revealed at this time.

Bone resuscitation becomes corpse resuscitation.

The curse of pain became a curse of dismemberment, the touch of fatigue became a life drain, the return of blood for blood became a ritual of substitution, and the rest, in addition to purification, the "proficiency" of the two newly learned spells also reached its peak unconsciously.

Under the power of "death", all kinds of magic knowledge continued to decompose and evolve in his mind, and finally it was like a new spell that made Charles feel very new, and when he thought about it, the new knowledge was as impressive as if he had learned it himself, and the same was true of the knowledge before the promotion.

"Spell upgrades are not originally stronger spell upgrades, but ability evolution on top of them...... I said that I had researched and researched to find out how nothing had been gained, and it turned out that it was in the wrong direction. ”

Secretly thinking, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden noisy sound outside the tent, and Charles was not ready to pay attention to it, but the voice seemed to mention him, which made him frown slightly.

Then he put on his clothes and stepped out.

In the distance, a group of heavily armed soldiers could be seen not far away, surrounding a large man and a short man.

"You're only alive because the Wizard said something for you, and the Stark insists on honor, but don't think you'll get any respect here, you goddamn hound!"

The man at the head of the group was an old nobleman who looked at the hound, or rather at the dwarf beside him, with a very resentful gaze, like a beast that had chosen to devour people.

"Now, get out of the way, I'm looking for a dwarf instead of you!"

"A dog may not live long, but it thinks it will outlive an old thing." The hounds with their hands tied to each other gnawed at a stalk of grass and glared at each other in a hard tone.

The old man couldn't help but be furious, "If you weren't Lord Cranston's captive, I would have cut off your head with a sword!" ”

"The gnomes are also my captives, my lord." A faint voice sounded, and he turned his head to look, and a young figure came into view.

"Sir Cranston." The old nobleman's face changed, and then he said in a slow tone: "This little devil has done all the bad things, and it is not worth your maintenance. ”

"Who knows, but if I release him kindly one day, you can capture him again, and then he will be your prisoner."

His quiet gaze obviously looked kind, but for some reason, he was stared at and faintly felt a chill emerging from his body, and this chill did not seem to be because of the other party's name, but like a sudden drop in the temperature around him......

Kastark's face shifted, but he finally lowered his head.

"You're right, Wizard." With that, he hurried away with his men.

……

Looking at his departing back, Tyrion couldn't help but be amazed.

"It's really rare that these surprisingly bold northerners are so afraid of you?"

"What does the bucket taste like?" Charles glanced down at him, only to see a different image in front of him.

On the luxurious bed, a balding dwarf with an old face lay on it, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head, his mouth half open and half closed, and the corners of his mouth kept drooling outward, looking like a senile dementia.

Underneath him, a young woman with her head buried deep in it, was doing something inhumane.

"To be honest, it's nice to run away right under the noses of the enemy."

Tyrion's words woke up Charles, the picture disappeared, and everything returned to normal in front of him, and then he said without blushing and panting: "It feels like three prostitutes in a row, it's too late to cool, who will remember the dung bucket?" ”

Charles was speechless, then turned and walked towards his tent.

Seeing this, the short man hurriedly followed his ass: "Hey, you really don't think about it anymore, maybe you have a way to save that smelly place, Stark sent someone to inform, but I think it may be too late." ”

"There's no need to think about it, I'm so far away, I can't fly." Charles responded perfunctorily as he walked.

The tone was clearly refusal, but as soon as he said this, Tyrion glanced at him with a slight suspicion, "You don't look the same as you did yesterday when you first heard this. ”

"Different? You're just delusional. ”

"I've never been wrong with my vision."

"You might have been so confident when you stood on the walls of Luanhe City?"

As if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his words, the dwarf said to himself: "The mind is the weapon, and the eyes are the tip of the sword." looks like this, if you don't have sharp-eyed eyes, you won't know when someone pushes you into the pit one day. ”

"So you're going to put on the black robe? Or waiting to be beheaded by Lord Karstark, who is eager for revenge? Or wait for the Lannisters to redeem you? ”

"I'm thinking about what to say to get the wizard to release me."

"Unless you're a pretty girl."

……

In fact, Stark had already made up his mind about the Lannister's plans - he was going to take this guy to Winterfell and investigate something thoroughly.

So now the two of them are just casually chatting.

"Do you think you're stupid?"

"Stupid? Of course, who will take the initiative to deliver it to the door except for the fools? ”

"Stupid is stupid, but you've done a good thing."

"What?"

Charles did not answer. After glancing at him, he lowered the curtain of the tent and blocked the thoughtful Tyrion from the door.

Then he thought for a moment and picked up the bedside scepter.

The unique graphics and stat bars are amazing, but Charles hasn't forgotten who caused them all.

Or rather, how much has changed in the last night as his "helper", what about the scepter itself?

After a closer look, Charles finally set his eyes on the cheek of the stranger among the seven gods.

Looking inward with those strange star-like eyes, he vaguely saw a world.

Dragons roam, ghosts fly, black worlds, countless gray shadows form a sea of gray.