"Roar —"
"Roar —"
"Ah —"
"Gua —"
The green star rose from the ruins of East Sea Watch. The next moment, several earth-shaking roars exploded around the green star. It wasn't the sound of nature, but the roars of the gods.
It wasn't a metaphor. It was the roars of the gods.
Even though they were more than ten kilometers away from East Sea Watch, the roars still echoed in their ears like thunder.
At first, it sounded like the sound of wind, waves, crows, earthquakes, and the sky collapsing. But gradually, all the Night Watchers heard the agitated and majestic emotions in the natural sounds.
They heard laughter and anger in the wind, two contradictory emotions that existed at the same time. They heard it. Then, they felt dizzy and their ears buzzed.
They heard, in the rush of the waves, hatred and joy, two simultaneous and contradictory emotions. They heard them, and then their souls were stirred and their ears bled.
They heard the adoration and longing in the caws of the crows. They heard it, and then their souls felt as if they were hit by a speeding truck, and then again … until they lost consciousness and fell to the deck with a plop.
Ninety percent of the sailors had fallen. Only the most determined warriors were left. In the cold fog, they heard the soul-tearing screams. It was like blades scraping glass. It had been scraping in their ears for ten thousand years. They hugged their heads and wailed. They would rather pass out.
There were many other sounds, but they couldn't distinguish them.
They didn't hear it wrong. It wasn't just the sound of nature. It was the roars of the gods, laughing, cursing, begging, and …
King Strange Ghost was there.
Inami came riding the waves.
The Storm God rode a tornado.
Bran, the crippled three-eyed crow, was "riding" the crow.
Even the King of Light, Rahlo, parted the thick clouds and descended upon the gates of the human world with his radiance.
Other than them, there were many gods and devils. They either put in their will, lurked in the magic tide as spectators, joined the battle personally, or hid on the side, ready to reap the benefits.
It could be said that the gods and devils in the Song of Ice and Fire world who were qualified to intervene had put in at least one consciousness. Those who weren't qualified and didn't have the ability but had the desire had been paying attention to this matter.
Well, except for the new Seven Gods.
The Dragon Queen was barely qualified to participate, but she knew very little about ancient secrets and had no idea what was under the Great Wall.
Therefore, she set up a reclining chair in the garden on the top floor of the Great Pyramid. She wore casual silk clothes and pants, barefoot, and enjoyed the increasingly rare "sunset glow" — actually, it was the afternoon.
The centaur maid Jiqi massaged her while Iri fed her grapes, dates, strawberries and other fruits.
There was also Xiao Wu floating in the air, singing a melodious ballad. A dozen other musicians had prepared harps, pianos, trumpets, violins, drums, and other musical instruments to accompany Xiao Wu.
On the lawn of the opposite garden, there were sixteen beautiful young girls with slender willows and graceful figures.
From the wind back to the beautiful sleeves, the sun reflected the flowers, presenting a graceful dance to the Dragon Queen.
The five Megalosaurus, Dahei and Little Green, were lying on the thick and low walls of the garden. They squinted their eyes and enjoyed the rare sunshine with their mother.
After the Great Battle of Meereen, the Dragon Queen began a carefree life that she had never experienced before.
.....
"Master God, I am the Storm God. Without the Song of Wind, what kind of Storm God am I? Give me your last inheritance! " The Eye of the Storm howled at the green star.
"Master God, there is no smoke without fire. I am the Inami. Without the Song of Wind, how can I control the sea? Master God, please choose me as your successor! "Amidst the waves, Patchface's eyes shot out three feet of golden light as he looked at the green stars and roared into the sky.
"Sigh, you have become true gods. You are no longer my vassal gods!" A tired and weak voice came from the green star.
It was the Door God!
"No, Master God, I will always be your vassal god. You will always be my Master God." The patched face and the Eye of the Storm were overjoyed when they heard the Door God's response.
"Well, since you still think of me as your Master God, then …" The Door God panted weakly and said slowly, "Then I declare in the name of the Master God that you can leave!"
Inami …
Storm God …
If they could materialize into human form, their faces would be twisted.
Uh, the patched face was dumbfounded, and the tornado almost froze for a moment.
"Your inheritance …" The patched face mumbled.
"You have nothing to do with it." The Door God's weak voice was tinged with impatience.
The patched face and the Eye of the Storm fell silent, but they did not leave.
"Old friend, you did the right thing. Your inheritance cannot be left to those two incompetent Evil Gods." The sun shone brightly, illuminating the ruins of the East Sea as if it was daytime.
Well, it was close to noon. It was daytime.
The sunlight was strange. There was only light, but no heat.
The weather was still cold.
"I am the savior of this era. I have the destiny to end the long night and bring a new sun, a new summer, and a new era to the world.
Old friend, give me your divine kingdom on earth!
Only in my hands can it unleash its full potential. "The King of Light, L 'Harlo, shone with boundless radiance.
The Door God was silent.
"Mother Goddess, according to the agreement made ten thousand years ago, you should give your divine kingdom to one of your believers when you die completely." The crow cawed, sending out an urgent and pleading consciousness.
The Door God was still silent.
"Hehehe, if this piece of wood doesn't hand it over, can't we snatch it? He has been dead for ten thousand years, and now he can't even sleep. He is about to be completely annihilated, and all of you are still cowering. What are you afraid of! "A cruel and evil laugh came from the dark sky.
Then, several black shadows flew toward the green star along with the wind and snow.
The star was clearly hanging high in the sky, but the black shadows seemed to hit an illusion.
No, not an illusion.
The green star was like a black hole, absorbing and swallowing all the black shadows that passed by it.
"What?" The evil laughter turned into a scream of horror. "Ahhh, why is this happening? Let me go, no — "
"Idiot, if we could use force, why would we have to wait for ten thousand years for him to completely die?
Why do you have to give up your dignity as a True God and beg so pitifully here? "
Thunderous laughter came from the black shadows in the direction of the Ghost Forest.
The King of Light said anxiously, "Old friend, I don't need all of your inheritance, I only want your divine talent."
"Old Ghost, you're dreaming! Danny Rize has already started the Song of Wind. With your inferior cultivation talent, you can't compete with her even if you get the Wind of the World, just like you couldn't compete with the sheep's egg back then. "
A cold laugh came from the dark shadow in the west.
"Bastard! You are just a little evil god, how dare you talk to me like this! "
Lahlo was furious, and the bright sun suddenly became blazing white, casting a hot white light to the shadow in the west.
"Ahhh —" The ice and snow melted under the sun, and the shadows on the ground were like boiling oil in a pot, and a gloomy voice wailed in pain.
"Weirwood, now that so many Gods have come to see you off, you should at least repay us with something sweet.
We don't want your Song of Wind and the Wind of the World, but you must hand over your talent of time and space. "
A shadow dissipated, but another shadow came from another direction, and an evil and cold voice came from it.
The Door God sighed heavily, "I'm sorry, I'll give you the throne. My things will only be given to my successor."
"Caw caw caw —" Bran was overjoyed, "Mother Goddess, I won't let you down —"
"No, not for you." The Door God immediately denied.
The crow that carried Bran's will almost fell to the ground, "Wh … Why? I am this generation's Three-Eyed Crow! "
"Three-Eyed Crow, are you worthy? "Just a bit of mental fluctuation can almost freeze this world.
It was the King of Strange Ghosts.
He carried an umbrella sword on his back and stood proudly on the ruins of the Great Wall. A thick frozen fog covered a few hundred meters around him, and the sunlight, storms, and shadows couldn't get close.
"Mother Goddess, give me your Divine Kingdom, let me help you complete your final mission." He said.
"No, don't give it to him." Bran hurriedly said, "Mother Goddess, he will destroy your favorite sunshine, rain, and morning. You don't want a dark and cold world of death."
"Darkness, coldness, order, and silence are the original appearance of the world at the beginning. Wantonly wasting the flames of the heart of the earth to build an illusory sun will only accelerate the death of the world, and eventually push the world into a darker, colder, and more desperate abyss. "The King of Strange Ghosts said coldly.
"I'm sorry, but I crave sunshine and rain. I can't give you my Divine Kingdom. Even if you represent the other me and ask me for what belongs to him. "The Door God sighed.
The King of Strange Ghosts fell silent.
Bran sighed in relief, and asked again, "Mother Goddess, is your successor Jon? He has the destiny to save the world, and he has also completed the Holy Spirit Talent. He is indeed more qualified to be your successor than I am. "
"No, my successor is Danny Rize."
.....
"I only have nunchakus, hahahaha —" Little Fog sang, then pursed her lips and stopped. "Mother Goddess Danny, I don't want to sing this song, it sounds so silly!"
The dancers also nodded quietly. They couldn't dance like that!
Uh, the style suddenly changed. The traditional songs and dances of the Song of Ice and Fire world could no longer satisfy the Dragon Queen.
She wore a pair of aviator glasses, her head lazily resting on her arm. She had a straw in her mouth, sucking on a cup of mango juice in Irri's hand, and said vaguely, "Then sing 'You Don't Go'."
"Then I'll just sing 'Nunchakus'!" Little Fog shivered, and said dejectedly.
.....
"My Divine Kingdom will be given to Danny Rize."
"What?" Bran was confused.
"Lord God, what are you doing, that woman doesn't even believe in you!" Patched Face said angrily.
"Lord God, we are your vassal gods, she is nothing!" Storm roared.
"I don't want vassal gods, and I don't want believers …" The Door God said helplessly.
— It's all your own fault for coming over.
"Why?" Bran came back to his senses. "She's not an ancestor, she's not a believer of the old gods, she's not even in the Westeros."
"Because, she passed the test." The Door God sighed.
"What test?"
"She entered the Divine Kingdom and picked up the Song of Wind. After understanding that the Song of Wind was the cornerstone of stabilizing the Great Wall, she immediately gave up the power at her fingertips.
She also used up her magic power to repair the damaged Great Wall.
I will only give power to someone who can use it carefully, and Danny Rize is that kind of person. "
"That's not fair!" Bran shouted unwillingly. "If you want to choose a successor who respects power, which of the Green Prophet's generations wasn't cautious, conscientious, and didn't dare to use the power of the Green Prophet's seal? Why didn't you choose us? "
"Everyone was like that, except you," King Strange Ghost mocked coldly.
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