The warm morning sun reflected thousands of rays of light on the milky white glacial walls, like colorful swords scattered between the earth and the blue sky.
Today, five wooden stakes were erected in front of the Dark Castle's courtyard. Five corpses were tied to the stakes with hemp ropes: two Deviant Ghouls with broken limbs, two Ghouls without any injuries, and a skinned Ghoul Boar.
Danny, Stannis, the red-robed woman, and more than a thousand people surrounded the courtyard, staring at the Deviant Ghosts.
The sun rose, and the shadows cast by the wooden houses of Dark Castle slowly receded. The sunlight spread in the courtyard, and gradually, the golden warm sunlight fell on the Deviant Ghosts and Ghouls.
"Hiss hiss hiss …" Wherever the sun shone, the Deviant Ghost's icy hair floated up as if it was on fire. The sound of grilling squid on a metal plate could be heard. White mist rose up like steam and surrounded the White Ghost.
"Ahhh —" The White Ghost let out a roar, full of pain and anger.
Danny's pupils contracted, and she unconsciously walked closer, directly looking into the Deviant Ghost's cold and vicious blue eyes.
She could not see the shape of the meditation runes deep in the Deviant Ghost's sea of consciousness. When she looked into the Deviant Ghost's eyes and observed its magic power, it was an icy blue sea of fire, almost like a burning heaven and earth.
At this time, under the sunlight, the icy blue flames in the Deviant Ghost's eyes quickly faded, showing that its magic power was quickly melting, just like ice melting under the sun.
"Crack …" The Mirage Ice Armor connected to the Deviant Ghost's body flashed with a white light, as if it was trying to reflect the sunlight, but it still inevitably began to crack.
Even the Deviant Ghosts were howling under the sun, and the two Ghouls were even worse.
As the water vapor spread, the struggling Ghouls were like candles under a magnifying glass, slowly melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The milky white meat juice dripped down the calves, soaking the ground. Then, a rotten stench filled the air.
Well, when a corpse turned into a Ghoul, it would immediately stop rotting, and the smell of the corpse would not be heavy. If the corpse turned into a Ghoul long enough, it would no longer have any smell after the rotting smell dissipated.
It was like ice, tasteless.
At this time, under the sunlight, the Ghouls that had stopped rotting began to rot again.
"Hey, a few people, send this Ghoul to the ice cellar." Danny covered her nose and took a few steps back, pointing at a Ghoul.
Two humans and a pig, the three Ghouls were still struggling and twisting, but their faces melted like wax figures on fire, and their noses and eyes could no longer be distinguished.
Although it was smelly and disgusting, four night watchers still came over with a bundle of straw curtains. They cut off the hemp ropes that tied the zombie to the wooden stakes and wrapped it with the straw curtains. Then, they carried the zombie to the ice cave.
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Only an hour later, before the sun reached noon, the Ghouls had completely disappeared in front of everyone, turning into a puddle of rotten water that soaked the mud of the courtyard.
The Ghoul of the Wild Boar was a little special. Its skin was smooth and smooth, and its stomach was cut open, and its intestines and organs were taken out …
Danny could almost imagine the scene at that time. The Barbarians had hunted a Wild Boar, shaved its fur, removed its organs, cleaned it, smeared black and hard salt, and lit a bonfire … The whole family was drooling as they surrounded the Wild Boar, preparing to roast the Wild Boar.
Then, the Ghouls came out of the house and used the "Spirit Summoning" skill. The Wild Boar that had not been put on the grill opened its blue eyes and looked at the Barbarians who were stuffing apples, turnips, and wild strawberries into its stomach. You want to eat me? I'll eat you first!
In the real version, the cooked duck flew away.
"Sigh, do you Night Watchers have salted whole pigs, sheep, and cows?" Seeing the Wild Boar struggling to melt into milky white water, Danny had a strange expression. "Scholar Yimont, hurry up and write a letter to all the nobles in the North. From now on, the cured meat must be cut into small pieces, or else it will be eaten by their own cured meat. That would be too funny! Hahaha … "
At the end, she could not help but laugh.
"Oh no, there are a lot of hams stored in the cellar. Will they break free from the hook?" Galen's expression changed as he shouted.
"Hahaha …" The scene was too funny, and Danny laughed even more happily.
"The Ghoul's broken arms and legs can really move." Jon said with an awkward expression.
"You really have to be careful with salted and cold cured cured meat. It's best to smoke it with smoke. Half-cooked corpses will not come back to life. "Melisandre said lightly.
"You communicated with the Deviant Ghosts?" Danny was surprised.
"I tried to communicate with them yesterday, but there was no effect at all. The Ghouls and Deviant Ghosts are all fearless of death." The red-robed woman said.
"Even the torture of burning under the sun could not make them submit? Look at their miserable state now, they must be in pain. "Sir Mallister frowned.
"Witch Otter," Dani waved at the old witch in the crowd. "Could you please come over and ask this White Ghost if he is willing to surrender with dignity … Hmm, don't say surrender, just say cooperate. I would like to ask this Knight of the Other Ghosts to help me with a few small matters."
The few Knights among the Night Watchers were embarrassed, and they were complaining in their hearts. Deviant Ghost Knight, are you also planning to make a "Three-Way Lease Agreement" with the Deviant Ghosts? It's fine if you use such a method to fool the ignorant barbarians, but now you are even fooling the Deviant Ghosts. Isn't that too much?
Larry's mother was called "Mother Otter". Although she was a fake Forest Witch without magic, she did have a systematic inheritance.
There seemed to be a Green Prophet among the ancestors of the Hill Tribe, and the inheritance of witches in the tribe had not been broken for thousands of years. The Hardfoot witches did not necessarily have the talent for witchcraft, but they all knew the ancient language, strange herbal knowledge, and some secrets of the Green Prophet.
The reason why Danny suspected that there was a Green Prophet in the Hill Tribe was because Mother Otter had a bronze book related to the Green Prophet. It was made of thin bronze sheets, weighed one kilogram, and was the size of a 10-inch tablet computer. There were less than 50 pages, and there was no trace of rust. There were densely packed words and pictures engraved on it.
Mother Otter talked about some of the contents of the bronze book. Most of the descriptions were very mysterious, and for ordinary people, it was difficult to understand. But Danny knew that it was talking about the Green Prophet's feelings when he entered the weirwood to observe the world.
Well, the bronze book was borrowed by the Dragon Queen, and she planned to use it to learn the ancient language.
After 15 minutes, the old witch turned around and said to Danny, "Dragon Queen, it's ignoring me."
There was no need for her to say anything, as Danny and the others were watching from the side. The old witch talked for a long time, but the deviant ghost didn't even move its lips.
"That's enough." Danny pointed at a deviant ghost whose ice armor was completely shattered, revealing a pale white chest, and said, "Carry this one back to the ice cave."
The remaining deviant ghost persisted under the sun until around three in the afternoon, when its body began to melt. Either it didn't melt, or it melted faster than the corpse ghost. In a few breaths, it became a pool of ice water emitting white mist.
There was no rotten smell at all. Instead, there was a strange cold fragrance. The fragrance was very faint, and except for a few people with good noses, most people couldn't smell it.
"Dragon Queen, the corpse ghost we put in this morning died and became a lump of ice." The night watchman came over and reported.
"Let it stay for a few more days. Maybe it can slowly revive in the ice." Danny said uncertainly.
"What about the deviant ghost?" she asked again.
"The deviant ghost is alive."
Danny looked around. At this moment, most of the night watchmen and barbarians around the courtyard had left. On the contrary, the outside of Dark Castle was very lively. Thousands of barbarians, under the lead of the night watchmen, worked together with the giants to build the outer wall.
"Are you interested in trying your Radiant Messenger?" Danny asked as she walked to the opposite side of Stannis.
Erlu, like her, had been staying in the courtyard to observe the damage of sunlight on deviant ghosts.
As soon as Danny said this, the knights and knights nearby who were bored out of their minds became excited and looked at Erlu expectantly.
Stannis's face was wooden and he didn't say anything. He only looked at Melisandre from the corner of his eyes.
The red-robed woman didn't hesitate at all and said frankly, "I can try. I also want to know what effect Yasor and Ahai's weapons have on deviant ghosts."
Danny was deep in thought. Regardless of whether the sword was real or not, the red-robed woman didn't deliberately lie to Erlu. She believed that she had given him the real Radiant Messenger.
"Go and bring the deviant ghost in the cellar that hasn't been punished by the light. Oh, and the ice sword and the corpse ghost. Let's compare."
After the night watchmen left, she asked the red-robed woman curiously, "Where did you find the Radiant Messenger?"
Melisandre glanced at the sword in the black sharkskin scabbard at Erlu's waist and said with a complicated expression, "Since we predicted the Long Night thousands of years ago, how could we not have prepared a weapon to deal with deviant ghosts? This sword is enshrined in the ancestral altar of the Eastern Kingdom of the descendants of Haer Cologne, waiting for a new savior to appear. "
"Can you let me see the sword?" Danny asked.
Erlu glanced at her indifferently, unmoved.
"Humph, this is a sword that only the Child of Prophecy can use. Ordinary people can't even get close to it." Sir Gordy Farlin, the 'Giant Killer', said.
"I'm very curious about its material. Compared to Valleglia's steel, which one is tougher?"
Dani unsheathed Clear Sky from her waist. The black blade reflected a dim and cold luster under the sunlight.
"Why don't we both draw our swords and see whose sword is tougher?" She laughed.
At this moment, seven or eight night watchmen carried the deviant ghost over and asked, "Queen Danny, should we tie it to the pillar?"
Danny put away the sword regretfully, looked up at the sky and said, "Move it to the west and tie it under the shade."
"Todd, Sam, Eddie, Owen …" Holding the leather-wrapped ice sword in the shade, Galen waved excitedly at his friends who were building the wall in the distance.
"King Stannis wants to test the sword. The legendary weapon of Azor Yahai, the demonic sword that sacrificed his wife, the Radiant Messenger! The Radiant Messenger slays deviant ghosts. Everyone, come and see! "
Erlu's face instantly darkened.
"Wow, Azor Yahai is fighting deviant ghosts." Todd the toad threw down a large rock and shouted excitedly.
"What? Stannis wants to fight deviant ghosts, just like what Dragon Queen did two days ago? "The barbarians at the side exclaimed.
In just a moment, the front yard was once again filled with people. Even the giants came over with a few barbarians on their shoulders.
Stannis gripped the hilt of his sword and secretly ground his teeth.
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