Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

At the foot of the east city wall of the fishing village port,

The rows of rotten grass sheds are deserted at the moment.

The people inside gathered in the open space outside. The bonfire was vigorously burned by the raised firewood. The bull held a wooden stick and stirred a large iron pot on the bonfire. The boiling broth was bubbling up. , fragrant.

The griffin, the golden pig and the little black dog were lying in the corner, eagerly looking forward to Lynn throwing over the meat and bones that belonged to them.

Since Lynn erected the Gripen flags all over the castle, everyone was not surprised by the golden pig.

The bad wine was scalding hot in the stove on the side, and Hot Pie used a large dirty spoon to rub the same dirty trouser legs, then took it into the stove and scooped the wine into a large clay pot.

Hot Pie served the wine attentively, and Lynn was sitting on a bench.

She motioned him to drink first.

Lynn pretended to be nonchalant and took a sip.

In fact, the mouth touched the clay pot, such a dirty pot, it was really hard to convince myself to drink it.

Hot Pie took the hot wine from Lynn, grinned, took a sip with his neck up, and handed it to the person next to him, so that the night watchmen circled one by one, passing the wine down.

After drinking a round of wine, the meat and bones in the cauldron were cooked.

A man in black clothes and a black cloak stood up with a hunched body and a crock in his hand. He seemed to have no end in sight, and wanted to ask for more broth.

When passing in front of Lynn, the figure of the man in black obviously paused.

Lin En was sitting next to the hippogriff and felt that this person seemed to be acting a little strange. He raised his head to see what this person looked like, but saw the man in black turned his head, revealing a pair of eyes in the cloak with no pupils and full of white eyes. .

Lynn was taken aback.

Too late to think about it.

A pitch-black charcoal-like dagger slipped from the cuff of the man in black. With a stern smile, he stabbed Lin En's chest.

It was really an assassination as fast as a shadow.

Although Lynn was on guard, he still did not expect that someone would assassinate him in public.

Duncan and Shifu temporarily took over Hood's leadership and guard duties. Although they followed Lynn to the night watchman gathering area, they just stayed outside the grass hut and were more vigilant.

It happened too suddenly.

So much so, that Lynn didn't take any precautions at all for the first time. He sat there blankly, watching the dagger stab at him, feeling a little sweet in his throat.

Almost at the moment when he thought he was going to die.

In the nick of time.

A short black shadow flashed from behind him, and with a loud roar, it screamed like an arrow from the string, and charged towards the black-gold dagger.

A shrill cry came.

The moment the black-gold dagger pierced Lin En's clothes, it fell down.

The little eagle lion and the golden pig, with a beak as sharp as a sword, pecked the man's right arm and wrist fiercely, a deep, bone-deep blood hole, which was instantly pecked out by it.

The man in black was wailing in a low voice. The little lion eagle fluttered half a meter off the ground. With his extremely sharp claws, he tightly pressed the man's face, and instantly his face began to ooze red blood.

The golden pig stared at the other party's empty eyes with eagle-like eyes.

As long as Lynn ordered, he would peck out the assassin's eyeballs without hesitation.

The movement here was finally alarmed. Duncan and Shifu at the door, as well as the other night watchmen, turned their heads in astonishment and gathered around the scene of the incident.

Duncan and Shifu drew their swords, separated everyone else, and guarded Lynn vigilantly.

Lynn felt frightened by what happened in almost a few breaths.

He looked at the black-robed assassin with lingering fears.

An icy coldness condensed all over his face.

With these eyes, Lynn felt a sense of deja vu in his heart.

Isn't this **** three-eyed crow's eyes?

Lin En slumped on the ground, dazed, and his mind felt like a mess of porridge.

What's happening here.

Did the Three-Eyed Raven send someone to kill him? Or something else, Lin En supported the ground with his hands with lingering fears, and climbed up. He came to the night man who fell to the ground and howled miserably.

Reaching out and grabbing his collar, he asked coldly, "Who are you? Who sent you here, what kind of hatred do I have with you?"

The man in black lay on the ground and screamed in pain for a while, and suddenly the voice stopped abruptly.

He stared at Lynn with those eyeballless eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his blood-stained face.

"Like the Night King, you are the destroyer of the old god's rule. You will not live long. The old **** will stare at you until you die..."

After speaking, he suddenly began to scream in pain.

There were words in his mouth.

"Until you die...hahaha"

"The old **** won't let you go..."

Sure enough, it was a three-eyed crow. Lynn gritted his teeth and loosened the man's collar, looked at him in disgust, stood up and pulled out the short blade of the transmigrator from his waist.

He finally said: "After you die, remember to tell your old god, whether it's the Night King or any old god, if you want my life, it's not that simple. Luo Continent, all the weirwood."

Lin En smiled in a low voice, leaned over and said in a very soft voice: "Three-eyed crow, don't think that hiding in the Godswood, you can't do anything about it, you will regret that you provoke the wrong person."

After all, Lynn didn't care what the man's reaction was, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the blade was facing down, giving him a sever throat.

Knowing the assassin personally, Lynn gradually calmed down.

The Three-Eyed Raven actually classifies itself as the Night King. Why is this?

Is it because his blasting ability is similar to that of the Night King wearing a ghoul? But how did the Three-Eyed Raven know that? Lynn thought to himself that he had always kept secrets about his system capabilities~www.wuxiahere.com~.

When he was in Hejiandi, he even set aside Hood and his party and went all the way to Qianmian Islet.

and many more……

Thousand-faced Isle, Weirwood, Green Prophet, Three-Eyed Raven.

My day.

Could it be... like this.

Wasn't the weirwood of Thousand Faces Island burned to the ground, and there are still alive? The Three-Eyed Raven, the Green Prophet, monitored the entire process of summoning the Knights Templar on the spot through the weirwood of Thousand Faces Island?

I rely on.

Lynn felt his throat tighten.

What is the Three-Eyed Raven? Lynn knows nothing better. This is the existence of God's Perspective Mode of Game of Thrones.

In the prehistoric era, there were many fantastic creatures in Westeros, such as the giants that still existed north of the Great Wall until modern times, and the "Children of the Forest" similar to those set by the elves were the mainstream species at that time, occupying a dominant position.

The children of the forest are proficient in magic, worship nature and the old gods, they pray under the weirwood heart tree, some of the children of the forest have the ability of soul out of the shell to merge with the animals, this is the so-called changer.

The best among the changers can become the green prophet, open the green vision, and have the ability to see everything in the world through the weirwood.

Only one out of a thousand of them can become a shape-changer, and only one of a thousand of them can become a green prophet. What does this mean? The probability of a Green Prophet being born is only one in a million. No matter what era, people with Green Prophet talent are extremely rare.

And the Three-Eyed Raven is the best among the Green Prophets to be able to do it.

The three-eyed crow who believes in the old **** is almost the spokesperson of the old **** in this world.

Being stared at by such a person, it is impossible for Lynn not to feel creepy.