The living room on the third floor was empty except for a printing press that was the size of three beds.
The stone floor behind the printing press was covered with an old, faded carpet with a wolf pattern.
Unsullied lifted the carpet. Jon frowned and found that Ms. Long had opened a small window between the second and third floors.
This was his house, and she was just a guest!
The Winterfell Lord was unhappy.
However, when Unsullied lifted the red wooden window, the King of the Northern Region's previous fanciful thoughts disappeared.
He was stunned by what he saw.
Not only him, but the surrounding people were so shocked that they screamed.
"Ghoul, that cow pulling the mill is a Ghoul!" Jon turned around and looked at the Dragon Queen in disbelief.
Danny smiled and nodded. She said casually, "I've always wanted to know where the energy of a Ghoul that doesn't eat or sleep but can run non-stop comes from."
Melisandre looked away from the Ghoul Cow pulling the mill and said, "What's there to be puzzled about? Deviant Ghouls and Ghouls are all magic creations. They can draw energy from the cold and darkness, just like how you used the magic of fire to build a Mage Tower."
"Indeed, energy is conserved," Danny nodded and said emotionally, "I should have guessed it when I saw the blue light in the Ghoul Cow's eyes.
That's the effect of the magic runes. They can draw the power of ice.
However, I subconsciously didn't want to believe it, because this kind of inverse entropy magic is too illogical. "
Danny was indeed very emotional, but the others didn't understand her "nonsense".
"Why did the Ghoul Cow listen to you and keep pulling the mill?" Erlu was puzzled.
"Didn't you see? It has no brain. "
Erlu stared at her with a wooden face.
Are you mocking me for having no brain?
"You cut the Ghoul Cow's head on purpose?" Jon understood. "Without a head, it will lose its memory and simple thinking ability. It can only rely on its body's instinct … No, it's the instinct of a Ghoul Cow to chase after living things."
"Who is it chasing?" Perestan frowned. "Shouldn't we get a live chicken and hang it in front of the cow's neck? But it's empty downstairs. There's only one cow. Even the door is tightly shut. "
Aunt May glanced at the Unsullied who was packing up the newly printed atonement scrolls. "There's no need for a live chicken. The living people on the third floor are its targets."
"Boom! Pa! Ga!"
While they were talking, something happened in the "power room" on the second floor. The Zombie Ghost Bull that had been running in circles suddenly fell to the ground, as if a running bison had been shot in the head.
Black blood flowed out from the broken neck. After a while, the floor of the power room was wet.
The Corpse Ghost Cow stopped moving, and the transmission shaft stopped moving. The gears seemed to be stuck, and after a series of ear-piercing sounds, it came to a complete stop.
After that, the guillotine, the printing steel plate, and the rotating shaft that pulled the paper all stopped working.
The printing press on the third floor stopped working.
"Corpse Ghost Bull also died of exhaustion?" Alisa Mormont asked in confusion.
"Looks like I've reached my limit. But everything was fine before. "Big Bear frowned.
"No!" Melisandre's expression was solemn. She shook her head and said, "The deviant ghosts noticed the situation in the castle and removed their control over the Corpse Ghost Bull."
After saying that, she returned to the window and pulled up the red wooden board. Her white fingers with bright red nail polish gently stroked it.
"Evil Sealing Array …" The red-robed woman suddenly turned around and stared at the Dragon Queen. "You sealed the entire lower floor?"
Danny nodded slightly and said helplessly, "How long has it been since the window was opened? The deviant ghosts noticed the abnormality and removed the magic on the cow's corpse. "
"What do we do now? Are there enough atonement scrolls? "Jon asked.
"Take the cow below out and cook it. Then we'll change to another one and continue working. The Northern Territory lacks everything now, but not Corpse Ghost Bull. "Danny said casually.
"Cook … and eat?" Everyone's eyes widened in horror.
"The moment a corpse turns into a Corpse Ghost, its body will stop rotting. After the Corpse Ghost is killed, the corpse will continue rotting according to the rotting process when it turned into a Corpse Ghost.
In other words, the cow on the second floor is no different from a freshly slaughtered cow. "Danny explained.
"But wouldn't a Corpse Ghost be too …" Dragon Queen's words were clear and logical. But not everyone was like Fat Sam!
Well, Fat Sam didn't even know what he had eaten.
"The Children of the Forest even use this method to preserve the freshness of their food. They've been eating it for thousands of years. What are you afraid of?" Danny said nonchalantly.
"Have you eaten it many times?" Erlu asked with a pale face.
"No, I never eat Corpse Ghost meat." Danny frowned and said with disdain, "That thing sounds disgusting. How can I eat it?"
"Then why do you let us eat it? Don't we feel disgusted? "A Northern Territory noble with a goatee mumbled.
"Why don't you want to drink the brown soup but let the commoners eat it?" Danny asked.
"The commoners are poor and will starve to death if they don't eat the brown soup. But we are nobles!" the goatee said proudly.
"Since you know this, why do you still ask?" Danny rolled her eyes. "I have the Megalosaurus and the Winged Dragon Legion. Tonight, I'll eat deep-sea lobster. Tomorrow morning, I'll drink Golden Wine and taste live grilled squid steak. How can you compare to me?"
The goatee's eyes widened. His face was blank.
The Northerners around him were also stunned. They felt depressed but had nothing to say.
"Ahem, the long night will end soon. We need to save every portion of food." The King of the Northern Region coughed and broke the awkward silence. "Drag the cow away and give the soldiers more food tonight."
Nobles were always nobles. They didn't have the right to compete with Dragon Queen, but could they not compare to the commoners under their command?
Everyone in the hall nodded slightly. They were very satisfied with Duke Stark's arrangement.
Melisandre walked to the front of the printing machine that had stopped working and sniffed the stamp that was stained with ink. She suddenly said, "So that's how it is. Your ink is made with dragon's blood as the main ingredient."
Danny glanced at her and didn't comment.
Drawing the atonement scroll with one hand was too time-consuming. She couldn't do it alone.
Furthermore, drawing runes required a high level of mental strength when moving the brush. Normal ink printing machines could only produce waste paper.
These days, Danny often communicated with Kui Xi of the Jade Sea and learned many effective runes drawing techniques from the blood of demon beasts.
Then she used Big Black's blood, which contained the power of the Stranger, to make the ink for mass printing of atonement scrolls.
The ink of the Gray Light Warrior Scroll contained the power of the Stranger. The dragon's blood used to print the Red Light Universal Scroll only contained the power of the ordinary Megalosaurus.
"Dragon's blood is so powerful that it can mass produce atonement scrolls?" Lord Eel was shocked.
"That's not an ordinary Megalosaurus." The red-robed woman glanced at the indifferent Dragon Queen and said meaningfully, "The blood of the Stranger is of course extraordinarily effective."
Her words hit the nail on the head.
Who was Big Black?
He was one of the Seven Gods, the Stranger.
His blood was the blood of the Stranger.
What could be more suitable than the blood of the Death God to draw atonement scrolls?
"Why is the blood of the Megalosaurus the Stranger?" Jaime's eyes flashed and he asked in surprise.
"You should ask the Pope of the Seven Gods Church." The red-robed woman looked at Danny with shining eyes.
Er Lu frowned and wanted to say something but stopped.
Seeing everyone's curious eyes on her, Danny said calmly, "Actually, my Big Black is the spokesperson of the Seven Gods in the human world. It can also be said that he is the incarnation of the Seven Gods in this world."
"This, Your Majesty, is it appropriate for you to say that?"
"Isn't the Black Dragon the Great Guardian of Light?"
The nobles nearby were shocked by the blasphemous words of the Pope of the Seven Gods.
However, there were a few knights from the south. Not only did they not exclaim, but they also looked thoughtful.
A handsome young man with a fluffy gray beard said hesitantly, "When the Holy Sparrow explained the Seven Stars Bible to the public on the podium, she seemed to have said the same thing.
The Seven Gods are too far away from our world. Their will cannot descend into the human world, so there are very few miracles before.
Megalosaurus is the medium of power between the Gods and the human world. If the human world is a pool, the Astral World where the Gods are in is another pool. Megalosaurus is the conduit that connects the two pools.
Any miracles that the Seven Gods perform, even the most basic Holy Light, must use the body of the Great Guardian as a medium.
It can be said that the will of the Seven Gods is realized through the Great Guardian. Her Majesty's Black Dragon is the Great Guardian and also the incarnation of the Seven Gods in the human world. "
"Yes, that's it!" The old crab suddenly realized. He looked at the gray-bearded young man in surprise and praised, "Sir Dickens, I didn't expect you to be so skilled in martial arts and also so skilled in the teachings of the Seven Gods."
Dickenly smiled. "Count Sydega is overpraising me. I only went to a few of Holy Sparrow's masses to pick up the wisdom of others."
Danny glanced at the red-robed woman with a proud look.
The red-robed woman also looked at her with a faint expression.
.....
"Your Majesty, can I learn the Death Bible of the Faceless One? “
That night, when Danny was practicing while burning the crows, Danny came out from the shadows in the corner and asked hesitantly.
This morning, Ji Qi replaced the Dragon Queen to distribute the atonement scrolls. It was also in the morning that the Dragon Queen booked Arya to be the Stranger God. After lunch, Erlu, Jon and a group of nobles and knights were curious about why there were so many atonement scrolls. They came to the third floor of the guest room to see the printing press that "Blacksmith Danny" made with a hammer and dragon flame.
After they left, the "lab rat" Arya automatically reported to the Dragon Queen's training room.
Throughout the afternoon and into the night, Dani used Arya's body to study the Book of Death.
The effect was very powerful.
It strengthened the body's constitution and mental strength, as well as the "Clear Mind State" that could erase emotions. The little assassin Danny was very envious.
"If I learned the 'Grim Reaper's Bible', even without the Tile Mail Armor, I could defeat the Winterfell princess easily," Denise said resentfully.
Danny extended a finger and poked her little head. "Is there something wrong with your brain? Why did Arya volunteer to be my test subject? Isn't it because of the huge aftereffects of the Death Bible? Don't tell me you want to become a half-Other Ghost? "
"So you're saying that Arya will test it first, and I'll learn it after the Reaper's Sutra is perfect?" Denise laughed.
"In your dreams. You don't even have the talent of a Transcendent. What's there to learn?" Danny mocked.
"Uh …" The smile on Denise's face froze.
She also remembered that she couldn't light a glass candle.
"Then I'll never be as good as her?" She said dejectedly.
"That's not necessarily true. You can become a Stranger Priest …" Danny's expression was strange. "Shadow Assassin? Shadow Priest? Or Ghost? "
"What are those?" Danny was confused.
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