Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

When all the ghouls at the bottom of the Windy Canyon were emptied, there were no skeletons on the ground, and only yellow leaves and gray aeolian rocks were left on the ground.

The fallen leaves were piled up in the canyon. When the strong wind swept through, they flew up and fluttered into the air.

In the canyon, loneliness is restored.

It took Lynn and the army an afternoon to pass the first half of the long and tortuous Wind Sound Gorge.

The gorge along the way sometimes surrounds the rolling snow-capped mountains, and sometimes becomes a hidden gorge that does not see the sun.

Gradually, the wind sound gorge escaped into darkness.

Not because it was dark, but because it was about to enter the belly of the Frostfang Mountains.

"Light the torches."

Lynn ordered, and the army of 3,000 people meandered forward, slowly turning into a fire dragon walking along the ground.

The boulders and mountains on both sides blocked the sun, and the people and horses walked under the shadows and torches, and their breaths were frosted in the cold air.

The ice-covered water trickled down from the snowdrift overhead and fell to the ground, forming a frozen pool that was then smashed by horses' hooves.

A few weeds broke free from the cracks in the rocks, and a few pale lichens could be seen here, but there was no trace of grass.

The path is steep and narrow, spiraling upwards, and when it reaches the middle of the canyon, it winds and begins to circle up the mountain. The road here is so narrow that one can only ride alone.

It was still the thin monkey with the sentry team, walking at the forefront, the crossbow was not buckled at the waist, but held directly in the palm of his hand, just in case.

The guard regiment equipped with Valyrian steel weapons was divided into two squads to stand at the front, and the rest still guarded Lynn in the center of the long queue.

Lynn didn't know how long it would take to reach the end of the canyon drawn by the dragon scale map. He sat on his horse, wrapped his body in a thick sheepskin cloak, and moved forward.

It is not possible to camp here, the canyon is too narrow, the formation of the army is too long, and the head and tail cannot care for each other. It is very dangerous to rest in such an environment.

"My lord, that savage Tormund has something to talk to you about."

A soldier in charge of guarding the prisoners squeezed forward from the back of the queue.

Lynn's horse kept walking, thought for a while and said, "Bring him here."

After passing through a narrow canyon corridor, the road ahead began to widen again. There were no boulders blocking the road, but the darkness remained.

Tormund was escorted by two soldiers and rushed to Lynn's side.

Lynn raised his head and looked up at the road ahead, still curved upwards, with no end in sight.

He relieved his breath and said lightly: "Tomund, you are probably disappointed, the savage army here is now a mummified corpse."

Tormund's hands were still tied, and he used his last few strengths to rush two steps. Hunger and exhaustion made the strong savage man start to gasp for breath.

He said gruffly, "My lord, you can't go any further, even a savage has never gone through the Wind Sound Gorge and entered the belly of the Frost Fang Mountain Range."

Lynn didn't stop, "Why?"

"In front is Tieshuling, which is the only place where the living people of Fengshengxia can reach, and inside is the territory of the old gods. People can't enter, and they can't come back."

Iron Tree Ridge?

Lynn pointed to the end as far as he could see, a high **** five hundred meters away, where there was a huge wind-eroded gray arch stone that was naturally formed. The boulder was stuck on the half **** of the canyon, like a huge artificial platform.

"Where do you mean?"

After Lynn asked, he felt Tormund nod hard behind him.

The long journey made Lynn a little tired, and the sky outside was getting dark, and there was no extra light falling into the dark canyon.

Iron Tree Ridge? It seems to be a good resting place, Lynn thought for a while, then turned to a squire next to him and said, "You inform the former army and set up camp on the platform."

After speaking, Lynn reined in the reins and turned to look at Tormund, who was full of yellow-brown curly hair and tendrils behind him.

"You seem familiar?"

Tormund was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Lynn, "Unfamiliar, it was the holy place of the old god's believers, and the savages who were devout to the old **** often held priestly activities here in ancient times."

Lynn grasped the point, frowned and said, "You mean the ancient times? Is it the ancestors' period? Then now the savages who believe in the old gods don't choose to come here to pray?"

Tormund's face was hesitant, but he still replied with an ugly face: "I pray there now, and I won't be blessed, so no one will come."

Lyanna held the water bladder aside, took a sip and interjected, "What does this mean?"

Tormund was silent for a moment and said, "It was not called Tieshuling before, but it was called Shenling by the believers of the old gods. It is said that there used to be a huge weirwood tree on the boulder. That tree is bigger than you have ever seen. It grows in the crevices of stones, as if it can last forever without the nourishment of the earth.”

Lyanna blinked and continued to ask, "Perpetually? What about now?"

"Now... now there is a dead silence there, and as long as everything crosses that tree, it will wither like a weirwood."

Such a strange thing made the little bear girl very curious, and she then asked: "That tree withered too?"

"Yes, dead."

Lin En was seeing a weirwood tree that had existed for thousands of years. It had no branches or leaves, and only had a huge trunk that required nearly twenty people to enclose it.

The trunk bends upwards, and the two ends are forked, like a giant with open arms to embrace the sky.

Lin En stood under this old iron tree covered with burls and carved with a huge, bizarre, twisted face.

On this side of the night is a world of brilliant bonfires, and on the other side of the night is a dark and deep darkness.

A dry weirwood separated the two worlds, and now at the edge of the two worlds, Lynn's army, began to camp and make fire.

"Sir, the camp has been set up."

The tall Duncan held the broad hilt of the knight's sword around his waist and came to Lynn under the big tree in the center of the platform~www.wuxiahere.com~ Lynn didn't respond immediately, he lowered his head and looked at his feet seriously.

Han Niu and the two attendants of the Guard regiment held torches to illuminate the area around him.

This dead tree had once sprung up from the solid rock, its pale roots spiraling up from countless fissures and crevices.

Without soil nourishment, trees cannot grow, let alone survive for thousands of years. This is common sense.

However, the wind-eroded gray archstone under his feet was indeed natural. When he looked up from below, he had specially noticed that the bottom of the gray arched stone platform was not connected to the ground.

How is this going? Is it true that trees can grow out of stones, and stones can also nourish the growth of trees?

The more Lynn thought about it, the more confused he became, his eyes slowly moved up along the tree trunk, all the way up, until his eyes fell on the branch that was facing the sky.

Gradually, he became aware that the light of the torch could not illuminate it.

But Lynn could still feel the top, as if there was a red eye staring at him, like the eyes of a dead tree.

Lynn narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly, "Han Niu, hand me your crossbow."

Soon a crossbow was handed to Lynn's palm.

However, Lynn's throat was a little hoarse for some reason, and he stared at the dead branches above his head in the night with stern eyes.

Then, slowly reload in your hand, aim, and finally pull the trigger.

Whoosh!

With the arrows fired.

In the silence of the night, there was a burst of crows croaking.

In an instant. Lin En and Han Niu looked up and saw a blood-red brilliance flashing across the sky.

The red light disappeared in a blink of an eye as the crow howled.

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