The rotten filthy flesh was torn into several segments, and gushed out with a large amount of disgusting viscous liquid. The blood was no longer fresh dark red, but black spots with a stinky smell.

Vital magic power surged out from the ground, and several thick vines rose up, piercing the uncomfortable corpse ghouls in their throats through their bodies. The strange force of the vines pulled it into two halves along their chests, and the internal organs that had already rotted and condensed into pieces immediately fell down like rain.

Bran stood quietly under the bloody rain curtain, watching the last corpse ghost fall quietly at his feet.

The word "foot" is not very accurate, because it is more of a strange magic than a foot, which temporarily turns his lower limbs into animals' hooves.

"...it's already the third wave." Bran said to himself softly.

Melaleid peeled off the throat of the still gasping ghoul on the ground with force, and then walked to Bran. The few people were in the depths of the vast snow field, with no other vitality around them, and there was not even a plant. Even the earth was covered with heavy snow, and there was no fluctuation. Only the corpse ghouls and corpses were accompanying them.

"There weren't so many in previous years," said Mela, "or there have never been so many ghouls wandering on the snowfield, and they seem to be... acting very well."

"So we should turn around and go forward is a mistake." Osha's spear pierced through the chests of several ghouls on the ground again, and then walked over with the spear. She found that several people were looking at her. She asked with confidence, "Everyone is watching what I do. I thought this little guy would not have to do anything after learning magic, but he didn't expect to hold the spear tightly. I think we'd better run far away now."

Ado, "Ado"

"Where can we run, Osha," Bran said in her eyes, "The South is our human world. If the whole world is occupied by them, how can we hide in it."

"Don't think it's safe to turn back," said Bran Stark. "We're from there. You've seen what the land that the Green Prophet once was like."

"They are terrible beasts and should not belong to the existence of this world. We must stop them, and at least tell the world what we see and warn them."

"It's up to you, little guy." Osha seemed to be afraid to look at Bran's eyes, which was completely contrary to the bold moves he had when he was sent here. She stared at elsewhere and muttered.

Several people are one of the culprits who made the White Walker break through the Great Wall. Bran Stark, the youngest member of the Stark family, who possesses the power of the beast spirit, was escorted by the savage spear wives Osa and Mela, sitting in the north looking for the revelation given to him by the wolf spirit, and finally found the green prophet tree that grew under the brilliant light.

The only remaining green prophet in the world. He silently guards the outer edge of the northern border, the last place in the wind and snow, and he monitors the world. Beware that the White Walkers once again break through the natural barriers to destroy human civilization.

This is his mission and his mission for thousands of years, but unfortunately, it is precisely because of his unintentional mistake that the White Walkers who have been immersed in countless years have the ability to break through the Great Wall again.

When Yi Xiao first came to ice and fire, he once released several flying dragons above the king's land by taking advantage of the night. The flying dragons from Dream Island sailed in all directions. These flying dragons can be said to be at the top of the food chain in the world of ice and fire. Only they occupy the king of the island and feed on other creatures, and nothing else can harm them.

So Yi Xiao was wondering why several flying dragons fell one after another in the northern border.

As the only human being in the snow field, Bran and his group were naturally targeted by the flying dragon. It followed several people far away, without threat or protection, and was just surveillance. However, after Bran found the Green Prophet, the Green Prophet also discovered the flying dragon in the sky.

The fireball falling from the sky directly burned it into black charcoal. The magic released by the Green Prophet himself was much more powerful than the tree spirits. Even the flying dragons wandering nearby were affected. Although they did not die on the spot, they were seriously injured.

But what no one expected was that in the end, another creature on the snow field, the greatest threat to the White Walkers, was picked up by the White Walkers.

The Green Prophet just thought that this was a true dragon from Ursus. The Targaryen Dynasty was left behind. The real dragon contained dragon crystals. Although it was a pity to die in the snow field. Humans could not use dragon crystals to kill Whitefish, but it was better than exposing their own secrets. Moreover, the dragon crystals could also prevent the Whitefish from approaching, so that they could not resurrect the corpse of the True Dragon.

But... these are not the three fossil real dragons that Daenerys has bred, but the flying dragons from Neverland. There are no dragon crystals in their bodies.

The White Walker, who had no dragon crystal power alone, resurrected it without any difficulty and killed several other people. With the chance of a spaceship crashing of one billionth of times, they also brought enough troops, so the White Walker army broke through the Great Wall and entered the world of mankind.

It can be said that these two coincidences are indispensable. Without any White Walker, it is impossible to break through the Great Wall. Without colonial ships crashing into snowfield, they would not have enough corpses to be resurrected into zombies. Without the air raid of flying dragons, the Great Wall's giant scythe would easily tear these hundreds of thousands of zombies into powder.

Now, the tree has been completed, and what kind of coincidence is this? The continent that has been guarding for thousands of years has caused the White Walkers to rise under its own encouragement. The Green Prophet can only silently remedy it, begging Bran to bring a glimmer of hope to this continent.

"Which direction should we go?" Mela wiped the dagger clean and asked.

Bran's eyes were instantly occupied by white eyes, and the green vision gave him great help on this vast snowfield, otherwise he would have to die if he was lost in the blizzard.

"Go here." His eyes returned to normal and pointed to the distance.

"Since you can find the way, can't you choose a path with less ghouls?" Osha muttered and complained.

Although Bran became the man with the ability of the Green Prophet, he was still the curious little boy. He was still grateful for the savage spear woman who had been dedicated to protecting him and escorting him to the Green Prophet.

"No." He shook his head and said. "The closer to the south, the blurry my vision becomes. It seems that there is another magical power in the south that is interfering with me. It's strange, he told me... there is no magic in this world."

"Maybe he's old and confused," Osha said, "he's been alive for so many years anyway."

Ado, "Ado"

Bran smiled and didn't say anything, but at this moment, he suddenly frowned, "That direction is not right." He said, "I feel... and serious interference."

Several people followed the direction Bran pointed and found that there was also on their way toward the Great Wall. They were just a little deviating, but before several people could ask Bran what to do, he had already walked there with his foot up, but he had no choice but to follow.

Since Bran could use Green Prophet's magic to make himself walk, he no longer needed Ado's shoulders. Green Prophet started by only telling him the magic of seeing the world through the eyes of animals, and Bran was still mixed with a little disappointment in his joy.

Although he can see the world through animals, he is not as flexible and convenient as his feet. But everything in the world is always full of unexpected changes. Just when Bran thought he would be like this for the rest of his life, the Green Prophet suddenly gave him a new magic.

The White Walkers' army has entered the world of human beings. Bran can no longer just stay here and monitor and protect the world on behalf of the Green Prophet. He needs to go out, warn human beings, and help them, so the Green Prophet gave him magic that can give his legs. He can step onto the earth again.

On the other hand, some people have gained benefits from the invasion of the White Walkers.

The pace of several people was very fast. Don't underestimate that Osa and Mela are both women. The people left behind by women after being eliminated by the natural environment may be stronger, because only the strongest will survive, let alone Adu. His suspected giant bloodline made him take several steps above the others in one step. Not long after, Bran rushed to the target position.

"What the hell is that?" Standing at the edge of an extremely huge pit, Mela looked at the huge unknown object in Bran's mouth that seemed to be wrong, and sighed in a daze.

This is an extremely huge ball, standing quietly in the middle of the white snow field. It is in a strong contrast to the white snow. The surface of this stone ball is bumpy and full of tiny holes, as if it has been gnawed.

The surface of the ball is black and gray, and there are traces of burning flames. The whole ball is extremely huge. From a distance, it seems that it doesn't seem to feel anything. But after a few people approached, they found that the rock seemed to be as tall as two houses, and the few people were particularly small under it.

The ground below the stone is a huge pothole, radiating, just like a huge rock falling from the sky. All this in front of you is completely unfair to Bran and others who lived in the medieval era, but it is very simple for Yi Xiao and others who are still fighting with werewolfs.

Because they would definitely recognize it at the same time that it was a meteorite, and Bran was standing in the crater.

No one spoke, calming down his mind, as if he was afraid that the stone would be alive, and it would alarm it. After going around for half a circle, Ador suddenly made a sound.

"Ado"

Bran rushed over first, following Ador's gaze, he saw a crack, and the huge rock cracked in the middle, leaving a thin crack for several people to walk with him.

"What the hell is this?" Mela, who came later, also saw this scene, and she asked Bran.

"We shouldn't have come here, I just said we shouldn't have come here, we should leave, leave here." Osha, who knew nothing, began to panic again. She said in horror, as if this was a terrible monster.

Bran dipped his hands into the edge of the gap and applied some sticky yellow liquid. The liquid had already condensed, but it was still very sticky to the touch.

"This is..." Bran frowned strangely.

Meira, who was standing aside, saw this scene, "This is resin." She said, "When Jogen and I were still living in the south, we often saw this in the forest."

When talking about Jokin, her face dimmed a little, but no one in the team was careful, and no one noticed this.

"Resin..." Bran was a little strangely crushing the soft group between his fingers, and then leaned into the gap. Bran didn't know what it was, but he was not afraid, but everyone else became nervous, especially Mela, as if she was afraid that the boulder would suddenly close and squeeze Bran to death inside.

"What's inside," she asked in a low voice.

Bran retracted his head, his face looked a little strange, "A sunken." He said in a weird tone.

"What?" Mela was stunned, not understanding what the word Bran meant.

"There is a depression inside," Bran said again, "the human-shaped depression."

A human-shaped sunken, wrapped in such a huge rock, the atmosphere between the few people became strangely silent. A cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew, making them tremble involuntarily. The ashes tightly attached to the ground were swept up by the cold wind. If you look closely, you will find that this seemed to be a burned footprint.

It is engraved on the ground, neither deep nor heavy, but it leads to the distance step by step. The direction of the footprints is the original destination of Bran and others, that is, the king's land after the Great Wall.

...

"...So, don't go out on the night of full moon. If you go out, you should also bring a good anti-wolf spray, because maybe you can make a wonderful difference. By the way, have you noticed that I used a pun to say this?"

"Stop telling stories," Gu Mo yelled at Yi Xiao, "No matter how many stories you tell, you can't shut up these werewolfs." She inserted her spear into the open bloody mouth of the werewolf that was rushing towards her, and then threw it out with force.

Although Gu Mo's body was a little short and slender, his strength was amazing. It was estimated that the werewolf weighing more than a hundred pounds was thrown away by her like a bundle. Along the way, several werewolfs who wanted to rush over were smashed away. The metal special spear turned beautifully in his hand a few times, and then an electromagnetic spark of energy sprayed out along the spearhead, blowing the nearby werewolf into a large blood mist.

It seems that this has prevented the werewolf from attacking, but in fact it is not helpful to the current situation of the five people, because the layers of werewolf corpses around them seem to have been stacked into fortresses, and the number of werewolf is still increasing.

Gu Mo, who had not received any breath, used his spear to lift the werewolf that was pounced on him again, shouting, "Do you have no good way to deal with them, such as your little magic?"

"Don't worry, they are not powerful. You see, we are not injured now, right?" Yi Xiao said.

The protective suit next to him was almost torn to pieces, and finally he couldn't help but speak, "It's too late to wait until we get hurt. There are more and more werewolfs, so we can't stand it." It's not finished.
Chapter completed!