The Mountain of Ice and Fire

A very tragic slaughter is taking place on the Ash Sea, not a battle of warships, but soldiers fighting hand-to-hand in the sea. Asha soldiers must swim under the enemy's warships to pierce them, while Qarth's naval warriors must stop the Asha soldiers and kill them all at the bottom of the sea.

At the same time, in the city of Ash, an old woman holding a skull crutch came to the Red God Ancient Pagoda.

The old woman is a blood witch.

Queen Jeyne Westerling is also a blood witch. The wizard Dorthea Quentyn of Crab Claw Peninsula is also a blood witch.

Queen Jeyne's blood witchcraft is inherited from her grandmother, the witch. The witch was a blood witch from the Eastern world. When she was young, she met Spicer, a spice merchant from Westeros, and married him. She followed her husband from the Eastern world to Lannisport in the Westerlands of Westeros and settled down.

It is said that the roots of all the world's wizards can be found in the city of Ash.

The roots of the Undying Temple of Qarth, the Undying Warlocks, are also in Ash. There is no Undying Temple in the city of Ash, but there is a generation-to-generation inheritance of Undying Warlocks. Master Pyat Pree, the leader of the Undying Warlocks of Qarth, was once a student of an Undying Warlock in Ash.

*

"Kitty Keegan, I want to see your high priestess, Alyssia Boi," the old woman said to a woman wearing a wooden lacquer mask at the gate of the tower.

"Elder Flandre, our eldest sister is not in the ancient pagoda," Kitty said coldly.

"Where did she go?"

"She went to the city wall to watch the naval battle."

"She should stop this hopeless battle," the old woman Flandre said sternly.

Kitty's gaze became even colder: "Elder Flandre, Ash's military power is in the hands of the Judgment Elder."

"The Judgment Elder has no right to start a war privately. The Council of Elders of Ash decides everything."

"But he has already ordered the war to begin, Flandre!" Kitty said with a contemptuous tone. She had lost her respect for Flandre and omitted the honorific title of Elder.

"We have to stop him."

"Uh-huh, then why don't you hurry to the city wall?!"

"Little girl, even your eldest sister doesn't dare to disrespect me."

"I didn't disrespect you, Elder Flandre. You didn't come to vote when my eldest sister convened the Council of Elders. Isn't it too late to come now?"

"I was doing a critical experiment at that time and couldn't get away," Flandre's skull crutch slammed heavily on the ground.

"Now that you have time, hurry to the city wall. Maybe you can still stop the Judgment Elder, so that Ash won't be slaughtered by six dragons."

*

On the city wall, several influential elders had already gathered.

The elders maintained a certain distance from each other, as if they didn't trust each other, or were very afraid of each other.

The Moon Singer Elder looked like a wandering singer; the Undying Warlock Elder looked so old that he was about to die; the Necromancer Elder wore a black robe that dragged on the ground, and no one knew if his black robe was easy to wash, with such a long hem dragging on the ground; there was also the Pyromancer Elder - the Pyromancer Elder and Grand Maester Pycelle beside the Mountain were from the same lineage. According to the ancient books in the Pyromancer's Guild in King's Landing, the inheritance of the pyromancers in King's Landing came from Ash...

In the middle of these elders, the tall woman surrounded by several red priests and red women was the high priestess of the Red God Ancient Pagoda - also Alyssia, the eldest sister of Melisandre, Quaithe, Kitty and others.

Alyssia and her group totaled nine people, while the other elders were only one person. In contrast, Alyssia looked like their queen.

Even in Ash, a place where magicians are 'rampant', the Red God R'hllor is still the most influential faith. The Red God Ancient Pagoda is also the most powerful, at least in that they are numerous. Alyssia, Melisandre, Quaithe, and Kitty are all ancient elders who have experienced too many things and vicissitudes, and their own magical power is enough to rival other wizards. Among Alyssia, Melisandre, Quaithe, and Kitty, each sister's cultivation has its own best side, and when they join forces, no one in Ash dares to provoke them.

*

The Moon Singer Elder looked at the sea in front of him, his voice charming, singing like: "Alyssia, where did the Judgment Elder go?"

Moon Singers have always been known for their longevity!

In Ash, only the Moon Singer Elder dares to call Alyssia by her name, just like an elder calling a little girl. Judging from this, the Moon Singer Elder is older than Alyssia, and may not be just a little older, the age gap may be very large.

The men of the Moon Singers are all feminine!

But Alyssia doesn't seem to respect the Moon Singer Elder. Her tone is colder than ice, her face is as cold as black iron, and there is no warmth in her eyes: "Moon Singer, you know everything, it's rare that you don't know where the Judgment Elder went?"

"No one can know everything, Alyssia, not even God can do it."

"But it is said that prophets can, Moon Singer Prophet, please, where did the Judgment Elder go? If you don't know, I will call you Moon Singer Ignorant from now on."

"Alyssia, do you really not know? Or are you deliberately teasing me?" The Moon Singer Elder may have become accustomed to Alyssia's coldness and disgust. He is not angry at all, nor is he unhappy.

"I don't know. If I knew, I wouldn't be on the city wall. I would go to where he is, hoping to persuade him to give up the battle and choose peace talks."

"Peace talks are surrender," the Necromancer chuckled, as if surrender was a great joy worth celebrating for him.

"Peace talks are peace talks, surrender is surrender. You are a necromancer, you will not be a Moon Singer. Peace talks are never surrender, and surrender is not peace talks." Alyssia glared at the Necromancer, her gaze like an awl.

"But the Judgment Elder thinks that peace talks are surrender, he is really stupid," the Necromancer said with a smile.

"He is not really stupid, he doesn't want Ash's military power to no longer be controlled by him. He can't accept Ash's change, even if Ash becomes better, he can't accept it," Alyssia said sharply.

"The Judgment Elder has become accustomed to military dictatorship?" The Necromancer said in astonishment. No one knows whether his astonishment is real or deliberately pretended.

"He can't accept change," Alyssia said decisively, "He is a coward!"

"Then, Moon Singer Elder, do you know where the Judgment Elder went?" The Undying Warlock's blue lips started, slowly, slowly saying one word at a time. If he speaks faster, everyone is worried that he will suddenly choke and die from not being able to breathe. But in fact, the Undying Warlock has been in this near-death state for more than ten years.

"Hehe, I happen to really know," the Moon Singer Elder said with a smile.

"Where is he?" Alyssia's eyes crossed the Necromancer and looked at the Moon Singer.

The Moon Singer is all in white, and the Necromancer is all in black.

"He is in the sea," the Moon Singer Elder said with a smile.

"In the sea?" Alyssia's voice became high and sharp.

"He wants to kill the invaders?" The Undying Warlock said slowly, slowly, slowly.

"He is going to assassinate King Gregor Clegane," Alyssia immediately understood and sneered, "The long night is full of dangers everywhere, the Judgment Elder is destined to go and never return."

"Of course he will not be a match for Quaithe," the Moon Singer Elder said.

"Quaithe has defected to the invaders?" The Necromancer said with a horrified expression. Only he himself knows whether his horrified expression is real or pretended.

"Not defected. Gregor is a dragon knight, and dragons are children created by the Red God R'hllor. Dragon knights and us are from the same lineage of fire." Alyssia looked at the Pyromancer Elder, "Elder Cesaro Gexi, dragon fire burns ghost grass. When ghost grass is truly killed, you know what consequences it will bring."

"The waters of the Ash River will become clear, and the blackness of the walls of Ash will gradually fade until it returns to its original color," Cesaro Gexi said lightly. He is a pyromancer, but wears blue clothes, the color of the sea. He also looks very young, with the face of a teenager. His features are also handsome, but his expression is too indifferent, and a natural pride and coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away is his temperament.

"Is the legend true?" The Necromancer expressed deep suspicion. He looked at the Moon Singer.

The Moon Singer shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know. After dragon fire burns ghost grass, whether ghost grass can still grow back, some ancient books record that it will grow back, and some ancient books record that it will not grow back."

"Let time prove everything," Alyssia said coldly.

"This time will not be long. In a week, the Ash River will change. When ordinary people and livestock can drink the water of the Ash River, that is the real change. Ash has been cursed for too long, and it also needs to return to its original glory," the Pyromancer Elder Cesaro Gexi said lightly.

When he spoke, he looked at the sky, as if someone in the sky was watching him speak. As for the people around him, it seemed that he disdained to take them seriously.

"If the curse of Ash can really be broken, I support the king from Qarth ruling Ash," the Moon Singer said.

"I will choose to leave," the Necromancer said, "Many people will choose to leave."

"Yes, those evil wizards, wanted criminals from all over the world, whisperers, and shady thieves," Alyssia said in a contemptuous tone.

The Necromancer chuckled: "Alyssia, are you mocking me?"

"Yes, no one likes necromancers - the bereaved, the Faceless Men, blood witches, Moon Singers, Judgment Knights, who would like a magician who digs the dead out of their graves? Who would like a necromancer who turns living people into puppets?"

"Are you declaring war on the necromancers by saying this?" the Necromancer said proudly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the black robe on the Necromancer's body ignited, and flames burst out from his back without a trace. In the blink of an eye, it burned into a spherical fireball. The fireball exploded with a bang, and flames and water poured all over the Necromancer. In the time it takes to breathe, the flames ignited the Necromancer's hair, collar, cuffs, arms, and the hem of his robe dragging on the ground.

"Alyssia!" the Necromancer roared and pounced on Alyssia.

Four red priests shot together, and four swords instantly pierced the Necromancer's body; countless sparks popped out from the fingers of the four red women, forming a starlight-like spark net that fell on the Necromancer's body, helping to burn the flames that were already burning brightly on the magician's body. The Necromancer Horst staggered and fell at Alyssia's feet, his screams were shrill and sharp, full of terrible curses, piercing the peace of this place. His body twisted and rolled in the fire, struggling, but soon stopped moving.

*

"Cesaro Gexi, you took this opportunity to get rid of the eyesore Necromancer Forster Alerchius, but cleverly made the necromancers blame Alyssia. I can only admire this opportunistic method," the Moon Singer Elder said with a smile. As he spoke, he took a few steps to the side, because Cesaro Gexi, who was a few people away, looked over at him, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The one who ignited a fireball on the back of the Necromancer Forster Alerchius just now was not Alyssia or Alyssia's red priests and red women, but the pyromancer Cesaro Gexi on the far left.

Cesaro and Forster have always been at odds.

The two despise each other, and there are many disputes between the necromancers and pyromancers under their command. But no matter how the people below fight, the two elders Cesaro and Forster themselves have always maintained a superficial harmony, and have never openly torn their faces, let alone suddenly made a move.

Necromancers are very difficult to deal with. They are used to haunting at night and in tombs. Both the living and the dead can be turned into puppets by them.

However, the pyromancers in the Pyromancer's Guild have never been afraid of necromancers. Their flames make the necromancers fear. In the open and secret struggles between necromancers and pyromancers, pyromancers win more often. However, once the pyromancer is defeated, he will die miserably.

Cesaro Gexi's battle against Horst Alerchius just now was not a real battle, but a sneak attack. Between him and Horst, there was Alyssia and a group of red priests and red women, as well as an Undying Warlock who looked like he was about to die.

No one saw Cesaro's move clearly. The Necromancer Horst himself thought that it was the red priests who launched a sneak attack on him.

*

"Cesaro Gexi, are you deliberately making Horst think that we set the fire that ignited him?" Alyssia asked.

The handsome, boyish Cesaro Gexi still stared at the sky, as if he was only talking to the air: "Madam Alyssia, you can only blame Horst Alerchius for being stupid, not even knowing that I was the one who attacked him."

"But in this way, the necromancers in the city will think that we burned their elder to death."

"Madam, if the Red God Ancient Pagoda and the Pyromancer's Guild join forces, do you think those necromancers will dare to say anything?" Cesaro said lightly.

"You want me to help you kill all the necromancers in the city?" Alyssia is not an easy person to be fooled.

"Madam, I support you and the king from Qarth, you support me to destroy the necromancers together."

"War will affect many innocent people, Elder Cesaro."

The King of Qarth brought dragons, and dragonflame will bring us a beautiful Asshai with bright skies, abundance, blue skies, white clouds, and grasslands. Asshai should never be a place where even the river water is gray-black and the city walls are deep black. Madam, you said that after dragonflame burns away the ghost grass, Asshai will usher in a moment of change! A beautiful, affluent, free Asshai, where the people live in peace and prosperity, I don't think there should be any evil necromancer existing. I think that's what the Dragon Knight King would want to see as well.