Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"The White Walkers have captured the island of Ibben? And have turned nearly one-third of the Ibben people into wights?" Melisandre, who had just arrived in King's Landing after checking the information about the school in Old Town, was struck by Ibben. En Kolu came to the door.

"That's right," Ian Coru nodded. "My scouting eagle found at least 7 White Walkers on Ibben Island and the Forest of Ifverlon, but not the Night King." Melisandre knew Kolu was the one who knew about Ian's clone, so he didn't hide it.

"Too few," Melisandre frowned, "And according to your previous description, their progress is too slow. From the time you first discovered the Cold God's Sacrifice Formation in Ifverlon Forest to now, there have been In the past four months, based on this calculation, it would take them at least half a year to complete the sacrifice formation.

For such a long time, the White Walkers have only stayed on Iban Island, and even the people on Iban Island have not yet been transformed into zombies. If the power of the Cold God is really weakened to this point, he will definitely give up letting the Long Night Come at this time. Every time the long night falls in history, it is the best time for the Cold God. Civil wars continue in the human kingdom, faith collapses, and the power of the King of Light weakens."

"And now half the world is uniting under my feet, and the nations of the empire are becoming believers in the Lord. The power of the Lord of Light is unprecedentedly powerful," Ian took over, "but the White Walkers still appear. In Iban Island.”

"Yes, this is really puzzling," Melisandre nodded, "For the King of Light and the Ancient Cold God, their will is eternal, and the longest time for humans is for them. It's just a moment. Your empire is at its peak now, but a hundred years later, or even a thousand years later, it will definitely live up to its existence."

"The ancient cold god once waited for ten thousand years before the Human Emperor of Yi Land was promoted to a star. He waited for thousands more years before the generations of wise kings in the Kingdom of Dawn passed away. Until the tyrant Bloodstone Emperor used witchcraft to Magic and necromancy have caused harm to the world, so He found the perfect time to invade. But He is not willing to wait for you to die." Melisandre paused for a moment, and then continued after seeing Ian's expression as normal, "This is really It’s a confusing thing.”

"There are only two possibilities, ma'am," Ian held up two fingers. "First, he has a reason to invade now."

"What reason?" Melisandre asked.

"If He leaves me alone, even if the long night does not fall, I will take the initiative to find Him and then destroy Him." Ian shrugged.

This is really not impossible. After all, if the long night falls, I can't earn points through a series of actions such as killing the Night King, killing the zombies, and ending the long night. Then I will be too far away from the 10,000 points that declare victory. .

Because the forces in his hands are all human beings, and because he is now deeply bound to the King of Light, he cannot be like the players of the Cold God Sect who seek to kill all the players to declare victory by killing all the humans.

In the end, when I had no points to earn, I could only think of ways to go deep into the Land of Eternal Winter, the Forest of Ifverlon, and Mosui to try to uncover the secrets of the God of Cold, and take the initiative to play with the God of Cold.

Through previous contact with the King of Light, Ian has determined that the power of the King of Light can affect fate. As a god of duality, the Cold God must also have fate-related abilities.

If the Cold God had foreseen some kind of terrible future that he would bring to him, he had to fight to the death at this moment. Or perhaps the Cold God had simply seen through the deeper destiny and sent the Night King and the army of corpses to fight against the enemy. It is possible to give away points by yourself, hoping to send away this god of plague who does not belong to the world of ice and fire, and then let him slowly and fairly compete with the King of Light.

"Destruction of the Cold God." Melisandre repeated what Ian had just said, her face full of shock. This was a path she had never imagined.

"Destroy the Cold God." Melisandre murmured again. Everything she had done in her long life, and all the missions she thought the Lord of Light had given her, were just to end the long night and resist the invasion of the Cold God. .

But he said that he wanted to destroy the cold god. Melisandre looked up at Ian again. How could he say such words so lightly?

Is he really just the reincarnation of Azor Ahai? Or maybe he didn't actually lie to the people, and he was actually the incarnation of the Lord of Light in the human world?

Only God can destroy God.

"Second," Ian's voice brought Melisandre back from her thoughts, "He believes that now is still a perfect time to invade. In other words, he believes that even if he invades under this situation, he still has the opportunity to invade. Huge chance of winning. So the question now is where is His chance of winning?"

Compared to the first possibility, the second possibility is what Ian is most wary of.

After all, the game of fate is the job of the King of Light, and the frontal war is his own business.

If Cold God thinks that he still has a high chance of winning in his current invasion, what exactly is he relying on?

By the player who turned to Him, or by the alliance of players?

Yes, these guys found a new way to win the game. They successfully avoided direct confrontation with other players and entered the finals directly.

But so what? That was all they had. It's not that those who take the Cold God line are cowards who don't dare to compete directly with other players, but that they simply can't complete the system's tasks by taking the Cold God line. Apart from the power given to them by the Cold God, they did not obtain any resources through the system.

After all, they are just a few intelligent White Walkers.

Dangerous, but not enough to save the day.

"They." Melisandre's finger traced the map to the southwest along the Ifverlon Forest. "After they transform the Iban people and land from the Ifverlon Forest, they can quickly invade Gusanor. Kingdom lands where they can kill millions of people.

If we hadn't discovered their actions and concentrated all our elite forces on the Great Wall according to the original plan, then by the time we reacted, they would have become extremely powerful. Millions of wights cross the Dothraki Sea, and once they enter Volantis or Raza, humanity will be on the verge of destruction. "

"But not only did I discover them, I also sent the Dothraki cavalry to the old land of the ancient Sanor Kingdom in advance to solve the problem of the White Walkers' soldier supply and sacrificed them to the Lord of Light. They could not get a single soldier there. "Dead." Ian explained, "At the same time, I ordered the construction of a strong defense line on the Saihelu River and the Skakhazaban River, deployed heavy troops and hoarded enough food.

The fleet of Qarth has been requisitioned by me for a long time, and the fleet of the entire Westeros has been assembled by me. In a month at most, the fleet of Braavos will also be under my command. As soon as I confirm the march route of the ghoul army, I can transport armies from other places to the enemy's destination as quickly as possible through sea routes. "

"But in this case, if the other party still... No, that's not right!" Ian said for a moment, "This may be a trap." (End of Chapter)