Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day - Chapter 671

c664 The Cold God and the Night King

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the moonlight fell on the earth.

The black flames went out and the weirwoods were charred black.

Rhaegar stepped on the Son of the Forest and raised the Black Fire slightly: “Who are you, and what is the purpose of bringing me here?”

Woke him up in the middle of the night and he had a bad temper.

The son of the forest looked timidly and whispered: “You may be the prince in the prophecy, and you should be guided by the heart tree.”

“Heart tree?”

Rhaegar muttered, scanning the blackened weirwood trees.

At this level, you still want to capture his faith?

The Children of the Forest are legendary humanoid creatures that are indeed mysterious and unknown.

But in the final analysis, they were defeated by the ancestors holding bronze vessels.

The ancestors were defeated by the Andals armed with iron weapons.

In the end, the Dragon King of Valyria drove away the Andals, truly at the top of the food chain.

Rhaegar looked down at the Son of the Forest with strange eyes: “You are a bit too weak.”

Weaker and more vulnerable than he thought.

“We don’t need a body like a stupid giant to master magic.”

The child of the forest retorted with a high-pitched voice and dancing hands.

Rhaegar said nothing, his eyes becoming more and more disgusting.

The child of the forest at his feet was short and thin, but judging from his facial features and the bra on his chest, he was obviously a woman.

Chestnut curly hair, green eyes, and big round ears.

No matter how you look at it, it is not as legendary as the Children of the Forest recorded in history books.

“History is always disappointing when it comes to reality.”

Rhaegar clicked his tongue and let go of the “Squirrel Man” he was stepping on.

“I really know magic!!”

The child of the forest got up and angrily dug into his pocket.

Then, take out a…pumpkin.

boom–

Throwing it away, it hit the swamp with a loud bang.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, staring straight at the pocket.

A broken pumpkin is more powerful than wildfire.

The destructive power is comparable to a mouthful of dragon flame from a young dragon.

“You saw it.”

The son of the forest widened his green eyes and made a condition: “I will guide you to find a way to fight against the cold and darkness.”

Snap!

With a slap on the face, the son of the forest grinned and fell down.

Rhaegar bent down and pulled off the torn pocket tied to the animal skin skirt, and said politely: “Bring it to you.”

If you don’t dedicate yourself to such a good thing, how can you imitate the chirping of birds in the middle of the night?

Isn’t it good for a weak race to just hide in a dark corner?

“ah!!”

After experiencing psychological trauma one after another, the Son of the Forest became furious and exploded: “The White Walkers are coming. Do you want to win this war?”

How could this human being steal her magic bomb?

How dare you hurt a green seer.

“Can you defeat the White Walkers?”

Rhaegar looked at him differently, just to see how many “pumpkins” he had in his pocket.

One, two, three, four…

There were probably six or seven left, which he gave to Rhaenyra for self-defense.

“I know how to kill a White Walker.”

The son of the forest clenched his fists and pulled out a dark dragon crystal dagger from his waist: “Obsidian contains a trace of fire magic, which can break the curse of the cold god from the ghosts.”

Rega immediately became serious and did not take away the dragon crystal dagger this time.

Dragonglass is rare, not many in Westeros.

There is simply a dragon crystal mine underground on Dragonstone Island.

“Dragon crystal…obsidian can kill the White Walkers?”

Rhaegar knelt down and pulled up the thin child of the forest.

The son of the forest hid the hidden dragon crystal dagger in his arms and was cautious: “Yes, the White Walkers are the incarnation of the cold god in the human world. Only the opposite fire magic can compete with them.”

After a pause, he said threateningly: “My people have many obsidian weapons, and I can give them to you to fight against the White Walkers.”

“Thank you very much.”

Rhaegar remained calm, as if he was coaxing a child, and asked softly: “Who is the cold god? Do ghosts also have beliefs?”

This is the first time I heard “Cold God”.

The ancestors believed in the Heart Tree, the Andals believed in the Seven Gods, and the Valyrians believed in random beliefs…

What kind of god is Han Shen?

Could it be that the “Thousand-Faced God” worshiped by the Faceless Men and the “Drowned God” worshiped by the Ironborn are both beliefs born from special experiences and regional differences.

“The God of Cold is the God of Cold, the embodiment of cold and darkness.”

The son of the forest spoke righteously, with fear hidden in his eyes: “It created the White Walkers and used them to lead the army of the dead.”

Rega was puzzled and asked: “Does the Cold God have an entity like the Heart Tree?”

He had to figure out whether the Cold God was real or just a decoration like the Seven Gods.

So far, many gods have proven their existence.

There is something mysterious about both the Heart Tree and the King of Light.

“No one knows.”

Reminiscence flashed in the eyes of the son of the forest, and he said: “But the cold god cannot be killed. It has a human identity and is used to command many strange ghosts.”

“Is it the Night King?”

Rhaegar made a bold guess.

“Yes.” The Son of the Forest nodded and said hopefully, “The Night King hasn’t woken up yet, so you still have a chance to defeat the White Walkers.”

Hearing this, Rhaegar sorted out his thoughts.

The Conqueror’s prophecy is true, and both the Night King and the White Walkers are real.

The Cold God is the Night King, but the Night King is not necessarily the Cold God.

The Night King is still sleeping in the land of eternal winter, and his White Walkers wake up first.

The White Walkers have appeared beyond the Wall, alarming the Children of the Forest north of the Neck, causing them to come looking for help.

“So……”

Rhaegar had a sudden thought and threatened the Son of the Forest: “Why should I help you?”

The Son of the Forest was stunned when he heard this, and said anxiously: “The White Walkers will cross the Great Wall, but you and your people will also die.”

“Not necessarily.”

Rhaegar smiled calmly and asked, “Can the White Walkers not swim?”

One side of the Great Wall ends at East China Sea, where the cold, turbulent sea forms a natural barrier.

If he were a migrating family, the White Walkers would not be able to find the continent of Essos across the strait.

“Those are your subjects!”

The son of the forest emphasized again that his simple mind did not expect the cunning of human beings.

Isn’t it natural for a king to protect his people?

Just like Azor Ahai, the human hero eight thousand years ago, even at the cost of his true love.

Rhaegar reached out and brushed the chestnut curly hair of the Son of the Forest, and said in a calm tone: “I am not a guardian, and there is no necessary reason to sacrifice everything.”

He can take as many people as possible from the Seven Kingdoms and migrate, just like Nymeria, the warrior queen of Rhoynar.

If he really stayed, he would have to see the feasibility of defeating the White Walkers.

And, there are sufficient reasons.

The child of the forest hesitated for a moment, opened the hand that was picking leaves on his head, and said sternly: “What do you want, greedy Valyrian?”

Once upon a time, the ancestors were the most terrifying enemies.

Later, the Andals were more terrible than the First Men, and the Valyrians were crueler than the Andals.

“Your pumpkin.”

Rhaegar showed a smile of success, and the evil dragon opened his mouth: “There is also the magic of the children of the forest, including the surrender and allegiance of the rescued person to the king.”

“You want the children of the forest to submit to humans?”

The volume of Son of the Forest suddenly increased, making him run around in circles.

With its thin body and big ears, it really looks like a big squirrel jumping around.

“Can’t you?”

Rhaegar didn’t think so.

The Children of the Forest are a legendary ethnic group, representing ancient mysterious magic.

The Targaryens are so ancient and noble that there is no one in the world who can compare with them.

As the saying goes, when water is full, it overflows.

It’s time for a group that had retired from history to reappear to share the pressure from the Targaryens and dragons.

Besides, pumpkin bombs are really useful.

It’s not until this thing can be mass-produced?

The son of the forest looked wary and backed away step by step: “No, we have signed a contract with our ancestors, and both parties live in peace.”

Human beings cannot be trusted.

Hundreds of years of experience have taught her that staying away from humans is the only way to be safe.

Rhaegar stood up, clan sword black fire struck the ground: “Am I an ancestor?”

The son of the forest was stunned when he heard this.

Of course not, they were the ancient Valyrian people who were even more evil than the ancestors.

Rega’s mouth curled up and he smiled kindly: “Then what does the agreement you signed with the ancestors have to do with me?”

“It is impossible for a child of the forest to be a human being.”

The Son of the Forest was impatient and turned around to think of a solution: “Dead people can’t swim, but the White Walkers have wisdom.”

Rhaegar crossed his arms and listened quietly to the details.

“We blew down the Arm of Dorne.”

The Son of the Forest looked solemnly and said: “The White Walkers know ice magic and can also set foot on the Eastern Continent through the Arms of Dorne.”

Hearing this, Rega’s expression changed slightly, and he finally realized the threat.

The Son of the Forest continued his efforts and said in a terrifying tone: “If this White Walker invasion is not defeated, countless living people will become dead, and the world will fall into coldness and darkness.”

The children of the forest will also be found and killed by the White Walkers.

“Let’s go. The allegiance is to talk about it later. Let’s talk about how to restrain the White Walkers first.”

Rhaegar sheathed his sword, picked up the petite child of the forest with one hand, and strode back to Gray Water Watch.

The other party is already a prisoner and must squeeze out every ounce of value.

The Son of the Forest was overjoyed and said positively: “Your sword and the dragons in the Neck are all weapons against the White Walkers.”

“Your army needs to be armed, and I can provide thousands of obsidian weapons.”

Rhaegar didn’t blink and said nonchalantly: “I will send a message to King’s Landing and ask them to dig out enough dragon crystals.”

He still wants pumpkin bombs.

Never seen it before, more convenient and easier to use than wildfire.

“May I have your name?”

Capturing a child of the forest with his own hands, Rhaegar had already thought of Rhaenyra’s lovely expression of surprise.

“Bilbo.”

The son of the forest replied feebly, his strange appearance looked strange.

“Not a female name.”

“The children of the forest need no mating.”

…

The northern border, the Great Wall of Despair.

The night is shrouded and the wind is freezing.

Bang! Bang!

“Hoar! Work harder!”

In front of the tunnel gate of the Great Wall, two giants hit the iron fence sideways, causing the ice picks to fall off.

Arrows were burning all over the place, stained with blood and stuck on the bodies of the savages.

Fire oil spilled on the ground, forming a big fire ring.

The savages cannot come in, and the night watchmen dare not go out.

Only two giants struggled to break through, fighting for their lives in a mix of cold and scorching heat.

The flames scorched their body hair and melted the ice above them into a stream of water.

“I can do it!!”

A giant with an ugly face shouted loudly, and his honest voice spread throughout the battlefield.

Holding the bottom of the iron fence with both hands, he lifted it one foot high.

Phew!

Densely packed arrows fell, accurately hitting the back of the neck of the companion beside him.

The giant on the other side fell down in response, his huge body smashing into the flames.

Not far away, the half-burnt carcass of a mammoth emitted a rich burnt smell.

“Ah, you’re dead!”

The ugly giant was in great grief, and his strength suddenly relaxed.

Clang!

The iron fence fell to the ground with a bang, splashing large pieces of snow.

“Charge!”

The giant’s body suppressed many flames, and the wild army swarmed on the body.

Rumble–

Suddenly, the ice wall of the Great Wall roared, and the fire reflected a cold light.

Swish!

A giant sickle fell from the sky, one end of which was connected to an iron chain hanging on the top of the city, and it passed through the ground like thunder.

The wild men were cut in half in an instant, and the scene was bloody beyond words.

In an instant, the morale of the wild army was greatly hit, and fear spread in their hearts.

Woo–

The horn sounded in the back, which was a signal to retreat.