The long night has arrived.

The wind is cold and the snow is raging.

Zach stood above the walls of Winterfell and overlooked the earth.

Outside the city wall, an endless black ocean surging.

It is a sea of ​​undead formed by countless mummies and skeletons.

The sea of ​​corpses surging and screaming, like a wriggling black blanket covering the entire earth and stretching to the horizon.

The lonely city under your feet is like a small boat in a storm, as if it will be swallowed up by huge black waves at any time and overturn the seabed.

——

Not far away, Daenerys was comforting the anxious dragon, and she turned to look at the back on the city wall.

The mysterious black-haired young man named Zach suddenly appeared in Westeros a year ago.

“I had no intention of joining this boring Game of Thrones.”

That was the first thing he said to himself.

I thought it was just crazy words, but it was quickly proved that it was by no means absurd.

Because he was surrounded by a bunch of unreasonably powerful guys.

There is the witch hunter with snow-white hair, two swords on his back, and is known as the "White Wolf".

The masters of the Seven Kingdoms are no different from children in front of him.

There are also those sorcerers who have razed Yaxia like a destruction.

In contrast, Rahlo's women in red robes are as ridiculous as the clowns in the troupe.

And the most terrifying thing... is that man.

The Dragon Mother looked at Zach, where a tall figure stood.

The thick blue-black armor covers the whole body, the waist, shoulders and arm armor is decorated with exaggerated skeleton floats.

The dark cloak behind it was clamoring in the strong wind.

Under the crown-like helmet, his long pale hair fluttered in the wind, and his orchid's eyes looked like burning phosphorus fire.

The other party seemed to notice his gaze and swept his eyes at him with his gaze.

Daenerys fought a cold war, and the giant dragon Drogon behind him was so scared that he shrank into a ball.

She shrank her neck: ‘What kind of situation did I put myself in…’

——

However, Zach never cared about the mother of dragon behind him.

His gaze passed through the dense snow curtain and looked to the other side of the sea of ​​corpses.

‘Since you are here, don’t leave.’

——

The Night King stands in the snow and ice storm.

The immortal war horse under him was neighing continuously, and the iron-green ice armor reflected cold light. The pale skin was like dry and wrinkled bark. Evenly distributed spikes surrounded the exposed head, forming a natural crown.

The Night King stared at the distant Winterfell City with his deep eyes.

On the skyline, the lonely city was just a blurry black shadow, almost immersed in the dark sky background.

At this moment, the Night King waited for a long time.

It was created by the cold god, and it had only one purpose in coming to this world, that is, to destroy all living things and return the world to the endless cold night.

Over the years, it has tried many times to destroy the world of the living. It has destroyed the empires that ruled the entire continent, destroyed countless ancient races, and even slaughtered other gods.

It used to be very close to the goal, but it all failed in the end.

The most recent one was before five thousand cold waves, according to the human calendar, eight thousand years ago.

It was an unprecedented long and cold wave that lasted for a whole whole generation of human beings.

The war spans several continents and almost exhausts the vitality of the living.

Even the arrogant Dawn of the Kingdom fell apart.

It was extremely close to success, but it failed in the end.

A burning sword made of meteorite penetrated its heart, breaking it into ice slag.

The war finally ended under the fifth base in the east.

Finally, the cold wave arrived again.

The ancient ice crystals reconstructed the Night King's body, allowing it to walk in the world again.

Thoughts turned, and the Night King's gaze focused on the city in the distance.

Its will extend to the entire battlefield, and is manipulating the endless dead to rush there.

Winterfell.

That was the fortress built by disgusting humans on the border of the cold domain.

Destroy it, the north will open the gate, and the next invasion will be smooth.

However, at this moment, an extremely strong sense of uneasiness was lingering in the heart of the Night King.

It scanned the city walls, looking for the source of its palpitations.

The eyes that condensed magic power can see far, and even see the human defenders wielding swords on the city walls.

It saw a man carrying two swords running through the city walls, and the swords were dancing everywhere, and the corpse ghosts' broken limbs and arms flew everywhere.

That mortal is very strong, but not worth worrying about!

On the other side, a silver-haired woman was comforting her Vulcan servant beast.

These deteriorated descendants of the Dawn Kingdom have long forgotten the glory of their ancestors, weak and pitiful!

In the middle of the city wall, the woman in red robe must have been another vacancies.

Although these pseudo-god worshippers are abominable, they have few powerful individuals, and they are not difficult.

And she was now saying something to a black-haired young man in flattery.

The black robe on the young man was hanging straight to his ankles, as if he had ignored the storm and snow around him.

And his body was emitting extremely powerful magic. Although it was separated by several miles, it made the Night King feel like he was in a red fire, and his whole body was burned.

This human is very powerful!

It is so powerful that King Night recalls the divine favored man from the last cold wave, and the meteorite sword burning with pale flames.

However, he prepared well this time.

In the endless life, the Night King had killed many powerful creatures, and this powerful human being, perhaps like other arrogant demon-controllers who died under his sword, were not afraid of it.

However, what really made Night King's heart palpitations was the... creature standing beside the young man.

This creature covered in armor looked like a male human at first glance, but when you look closely, it looked more like a cold god servant.

His skin was as pale as ice, his blue-black armor was thick and exaggerated, and a blue gem was inlaid in the center of his crown-like helmet.

In the hole of the helmet's eye, eyes that also emitted a faint blue light were scanning the battlefield.

He is also the Creator of the Cold God?

No, he is much more perfect than Hanpu, like...

Just like the real cold god is coming.

And there was no emotion, no fear, no anger, no disgust, in the eyes of the sea of ​​corpses,

There is only indifference, and there seems to be some...

curious.

Just like the gaze of the Creator when he observes his people.

The eyes suddenly looked at him!

For a moment, fear almost made the Night King unsteady, and the undead war horses were restless and neighed.

The Night King came back from the shock and realized what it had to do.

Whether it is to dispel fear, test the reality of the truth or promote the situation of the war, it must take action.

Without opening his mouth, a cold servant beside him pulled out a spear on the side of the horse.

The spear is crystal clear and seems to be completely made of ice crystals.

The Night King took the spear and waved it twice.

The divine blood spear, these ice spears are formed by the blood of the cold god, and are invincible.
To be continued...