Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

Chapter 360 My home court

Standing by the hotel window, Ian thought about his current situation.

Originally, his purpose of bringing people to the Heartbroken Territory was to go to the ruins of the Love Palace to offer sacrifices to the King of Light, so that the King of Light could show him the location of the player in the Heartbroken Territory to eliminate this hidden danger.

But the current situation is a bit complicated, because the Sadness Territory is shrouded in a powerful dream force, and ordinary people have no way to approach the real ruins of the Love Palace.

Although Ian accidentally opened the dream copy, the rules here were taken over by the system, and with the help of Melisandre, he passed the first scene with a bug-like intuition and was brought into the second scene by the system. That is, Mei In the real dream described by Lysandra.

But Ian is not sure whether these things will help him reach the real ruins of the Love Palace.

He was even worried that exploring this dream dungeon would be a waste of time. If what the player in the Heartbreak Territory did had nothing to do with the dream that existed in the thick fog of the Heartbreak Territory.

Ian knows the difficulty of the dream dungeon. The difficult-level exploratory dungeon he opened before, with the ability to infinitely resurrect and go back to any past time node after resurrection, he spent up to 72 hours. In the time, not even half of the copy was completed.

But this time, Ian faced a copy of the 'Nightmare' that could not be resurrected or go back in time. He was worried that the day lily would be cold by the time he completed the copy, and that he would not be able to complete the copy at all.

But Ian did not dare to hastily choose to give up the copy and escape directly from the dream. Just as he thought at the beginning, he had no guarantee that he would not be involved in the dream again by the thick fog after emerging from the dream this time.

Unless he directly withdraws the mental power from Kolu after escaping from the dream, and gives up Melisandre, Magiro, and even the entire Volantis, then he can ensure the safety of his own body.

Otherwise, there is no value in giving up the copy and forcefully escaping.

This is a dilemma, and Ian can't see a way out for the time being.

He could only take one step at a time. Ian looked out the window. He decided to think about how to clear the dream scene in front of him first. If he couldn't clear the level quickly, he would think of other ways.

According to his previous experience, although the system's exploratory dream copy does not give clear clearance conditions, the clearance conditions for all scenes are the same. For example, the original clearance conditions for the inner demon maze were to find a way to kill the game from the beginning. survive.

If this rule is not an exception, then the clearance conditions for this scene should be the same as the previous scene. Ian thought along this line of thinking.

The reason why they were able to clear the first scene directly was because Melisandre came to the conclusion that 'this is not the dream itself, but just an edge place affected by the powerful power of dreams' .

In this way, the conditions for clearing this scene are also the conclusion of "Where is this place?"

But isn’t this the dream itself? Or maybe there is some secret hidden here and they need to find it out.

Thinking of this, Ian looked at Melisandre again. He no longer has hope for Magiro. After all, Magiro is an orthodox red-robed monk who has been studying in the Great Red Temple of Volantis. He really knows nothing about areas that the Red God is not good at.

But Melisandre is different. Melisandre is the Shadowbinder of Asshai. She has stayed in that magic city for countless years. In the field of magic, no one is more knowledgeable than her.

"Ms. Melisandre, can you see anything else about this place? Just like on the River Lorne, you saw that it is just an edge where dreams and reality meet due to the influence of the power of dreams. So," Ian spread his hands, "what does this place feel like for you? Can you see the secret hidden in it?"

"Here." Melisandre once again held the ruby ​​​​on her chest, but this time the ruby ​​​​did not emit light or heat. "This place is already deep in the dream, and the connection between me and the Lord has disappeared." She shook her head, "Without the blessing of His power, I cannot see through the essence under the magic."

Ian's heart sank. He knew that the ruby ​​​​on Melisandre's chest was a divine object belonging to the Lord of Light. Melisandre could become extremely powerful when using it. But at this moment, even the ruby ​​​​was lost. Light and heat mean that this is an area where the power of the King of Light cannot penetrate.

etc.

"Give me your ruby." Ian suddenly reached out to Melisandre.

"This" Melisandre seemed hesitant.

"You guys go out first," Ian ordered to the two Holy Fire Hands in the room except Magiro. "Guard the door. No one can be allowed in without my permission."

"Yes." The two Holy Fire Hands took the order and left.

"Let me try and see if I can contact the Red God." Ian extended his hand again and repeated to Melisandre.

Ian couldn't honestly explore this copy according to the system's presets. He didn't have that time. He had to find a way to cheat and get the answer directly.

"Okay." Because Melisandre had previously mistaken the operation of the system to send them to the second scene as Ian's handiwork, she regarded Ian as a great mage whose power was not inferior to hers. At this moment, she heard Ian wanted to try to contact the Red God, so he no longer hesitated, took off the necklace and handed it to Ian.

The moment she took off the ruby ​​necklace, Melisandre's appearance aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into a woman who looked extremely old.

Even Magiro was a little surprised at the first time, but he soon felt relieved and turned his gaze back to Ian. He wanted to see what Ian was going to do, because since entering this real dream, He felt that most of his strength was suppressed.

"I hope I'm right." Ian whispered as he took Melisandre's ruby ​​necklace and held it in his hands.

Judging from the fact that he transformed back into Ian Darry after entering the dream dungeon, and was wearing the best equipment he had ever obtained, the setting for the player in this dream dungeon should be the player's current peak state.

The status of Ian's body includes the "Red God Magic Legend". According to the system settings, the player's magic ability is not affected by the "God".

Melisandre's power comes from the Lord of Light, so her magic cannot be used in a place where the Lord of Light's power cannot penetrate, but Ian's power comes from the system and will not be weakened by the Lord of Light at all. .

The point is, Dreamland is the home ground of the Green Seer, and he happens to be a high-level Green Seer!

If Ian himself performs this magic to contact the King of Light, then in this dream that has been taken over by the rules of the system, the King of Light will have the opportunity to use his fulcrum to forcefully penetrate the dream.

As Ian chanted, the ruby ​​in his hand began to glow violently, and then the temperature in Ian's palm also became hot.

In just a moment, Ian's body was soaked with sweat.

About a minute later, the light of the ruby ​​​​went out and the heat gradually faded away. Only Ian was lying on his back on the ground, gasping for air. This time the forced spell was clearly drained of his energy that had not yet fully recovered. force.

"This is really a miracle," Melisandre said, even her voice became older. "I feel like all my strength has been restored."

"Me too." Magiro also nodded, "The sense of oppression I have been suffering from just now seems to have disappeared."

"That's good, I have to rely on the two of you next," Ian showed a smile. Ian began to be glad that he had tried to use the dream dungeon scroll here before. If the system rules hadn't taken over this dream, they would have been It is absolutely impossible to get help from the Lord of Light here.

Ian's spellcasting just now achieved two purposes. The first was to open a gap in this dream that allowed the power of the King of Light to enter, and the second was to obtain two pieces of information from the King of Light.

First, the power here is very messy, and it is always in a state of confrontation. This kind of confrontation has lasted for a thousand years, so the entire Sadness Territory is in a state of fragmented dreams and reality.

Second, here is the sacrifice that the King of Light wants most.

All this information is not presented in the form of language, but more like an exchange of consciousness. Ian can't describe the specific feelings, and he doesn't care.

Ian did not hesitate, first returned the ruby ​​necklace to Melisandre, allowing her to regain her youthful appearance, and then told all this information to the two red-robed monks.

Rather than making blind guesses, he would rather listen to the opinions of experts.

"A dream created by two forces of constant confrontation can never be as harmonious as here." Melisandre looked at the peaceful and prosperous city outside the window and asked the first question, "I can't feel any confrontation here. Not to mention the aura here, even in the edge place outside caused by the influence of the dream rules, there is no strong confrontational aura."

"You mean, the King of Light committed a crime"

"This is impossible!" Melisandre interrupted Ian directly. As the most fanatical and devout believer of the Red God, she could not tolerate anyone speaking ill of the Lord of Light, not even Ian.

"Perhaps this confrontation once continued, but it has now disappeared, or is about to disappear." Melisandre thought for a while and said, "This is probably a dreamland rebuilt by the side that has gained an overwhelming advantage after defeating its opponent. She glanced out the window at the festival city again, "And the winner is undoubtedly Prince Gaelin or some Rhoynar/god."

"Who's the loser?"

"Those sacrifices that the King of Light wants most." Ma Qiluo interjected at this time. He didn't know much about dreams, but he knew the King of Light very well. "For the King of Light, there is no better person in the world than Guwarei. Leah, the Witchcraft Dragon King, is a better sacrifice." He paused as he spoke, "The King of Light just told you that there are the sacrifices he wants here, which means that the legend is true, and these Witchcraft Dragon King are really Those who were sealed at the bottom of the River Lorne or somewhere nearby are not dead."

Ian knew why Magro said that R'hllor's sacrifice must have blood and must be a living creature.

"So." He nodded, accepting Ma Qiluo's point of view, "Were these Dragon Kings the ones who fought against Prince Galin in the power of dreams before?"

"They are the most likely." Magi Luo nodded.

"If this is the case, which side does the power of this dream belong to?" Ian suddenly wondered, "Whether it is Rooibos magic or Valyrian witchcraft, it seems to have nothing to do with dreams. As far as I know, You know. This is the power that belongs to the old god system of Westeros."

"It's not just Westeros," Melisandre denied Ian's statement. "There is a race called 'Forest Walkers' by the centaurs living in the forest north of the Dothraki Sea, and the Mosui Forest at the end of the world There are also 'shapeshifters' and 'snipers' living here, and their powers have the same origin as the 'Children of the Forest' in Westeros. It is not surprising that the power of dreams remains on the continent of Essos."

Sister, you know so much. Ian couldn't help but sigh. He had seen these things in the official atlas of Ice and Fire, but there was very little effective information. And Melisandre can say it with such a sure tone, it means that she has probably seen these races with her own eyes and maybe even studied them.

How long have you lived?

"The dream power here may be left over from ancient times, or it may be produced after the war between Valyria and Rhoynar. The ancient book of Asshai has records that in any area where a large number of deaths have occurred, a twisted whirlpool of magic will appear. , maybe this dream power was generated at that time." Melisandre continued.

There are many such places in the world of ice and fire, including Asshai, the Heartbreak Territory and the Valyrian Peninsula.

"Actually, I have a question that I can't figure out," Magiro suddenly said. "Since the situation in the Heartbreak Territory has not changed in the past thousand years, it means that the ghost will of the Rhoynar people and the dragon kings are not the same. Evenly matched, no one can do anything about which one is better, why did the Rhoynar suddenly gain such an advantage?"

"I know this question," Ian's eyes narrowed, "because of the person we are looking for."

In addition to player intervention, how could the balance of the Heartbreak Territory be broken at such a precise time?

If that player wasn't about to gain powerful power by interfering with the balance between Rhoynar ghosts and the sealed Dragon King, why would his Green Seer talent give a crazy warning?

After Melisandre and Maguro analyzed the Lord of Light's revelation, Ian felt that all his confusion was solved.

If what the player is doing now allows him to obtain the power of the Mother River of Lorne or the power of those ancient witchcraft dragon kings, plus the help of the Golden Group, the other party will have the ability to snatch food from his own mouth and steal it. Take the hope of Volantis.

Then you will face huge challenges on your road to conquest.

But the good thing is, you will be dealt with soon!

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