The altar of ice secretly built by the White Walkers underground in Braavos is actually a teleportation circle, and no one knows where the other end of the teleportation circle is connected.

But at this moment, a large number of White Ghosts poured out of it frantically. The followers of the master here, the evil gods, reacted and knew that something was wrong. When they wanted to turn their heads and flee, they were instantly drowned by the surging corpse tide, and even screamed. Before the sound could be heard, it was torn into pieces by these ghouls and stuffed into their stomachs.

The situation has gotten out of control.

Since the disguised White Walkers placed a black stone fragment on the altar, and the ice blue light began to rise into the sky, the situation in Braavos has been out of control, although the human side responded extremely quickly, Braavos. The sea king of Sri Lanka decisively ordered the mobilization of the army to investigate, but it was too late.

"Rush over and see what's going on."

A commander of the Braavos army ordered his subordinates to look forward to see what happened, and although the subordinate was dissatisfied, he did not dare to refute, so he could only bite the bullet and lead his soldiers towards the end. The place where the beam of light came closer to the past.

"This is the Isle of Gods."

"Could it be that the gods in the sky finally couldn't see the suffering in the world, and then appeared?"

He led the soldiers under him, clenched the spear and shield in his hand and slowly approached the other side. His palms were full of cold sweat. walk over.

However, at this moment, he seemed to vaguely hear some chaotic noise, which seemed to be coming from the ground under his feet.

"what sound?"

The low-level commander of Braavos was stunned for a moment, but then his feet began to vibrate violently, and then like a volcano eruption, a large number of ghouls spewed out from the ground!

"Fuck me!"

"The gods are above!"

The soldiers in front were instantly drowned in the corpse tide, while the Braavos commander in the back only felt his scalp tingle.

He's been in Braavos since the long night, and he hasn't even seen what the White Walkers look like, where has he seen such a scene?

"Don't panic!"

"Don't panic!"

"Hold on!"

He waved the long sword in his hand and ordered the soldiers under his command loudly, but to no avail. The collapse of the soldiers was only a momentary thing, and they collapsed before they even had time to react.

In fact, it's not that the soldiers in Braavos didn't resist stubbornly, but that things broke out too suddenly, and no one was mentally prepared.

You must know that these defenders who stayed in Braavos are different from the human coalition soldiers on the grassy sea today. Those human soldiers at the forefront are the most elite troops of each city-state, and they have really fought against the dead army. , has the experience and psychological basis to deal with these chores.

But these people were different. They never imagined the day when a corpse wave would suddenly start erupting from the center of Braavos.

Therefore, the commander of Braavos shouted desperately, and even drew his sword to kill the deserters, but he was still unable to prevent the rapid collapse of the army. In the end, he could only stomp, and he himself joined the ranks of the collapsed army.

"Step aside!"

"Step aside!"

"Whoever gets in the way, die!"

Braavos' commanders also began to abandon the formation and abscond, and the surging corpse tide was naturally more unstoppable. The soldiers all faced the enemy with their backs, how could they resist?

Of course, if even the commander had taken the lead in escaping, the rest of the Braavoss who wanted to resist desperately and defend their hometown would be helpless.

In the end, he could only be submerged under the impact of the corpse tide, and then when the cold wind blew again, he got up again and became a member of the Night King's army.

With the sound of howling and screaming, people rushed to escape, and the people outside didn't know what was going on, so they crowded together, but the ghouls behind them would not stop, rushing up and biting like a mad dog. ...

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the corpse tide is centered on the island of the gods, and then continuously radiates outward. Countless ghouls continue to pour out, and the cold wind blows, and there are still many fresh ones. The ghoul climbed back up from the ground.

"How is the situation now?"

Now that the sea king has escaped to the sea by boat, although there are many Braavos people who do not know what happened, it is obvious that the sea king who is the head of Braavos is not one of them.

He had obtained complete information a long time ago and knew what was going on in the underground of the Isle of Gods.

There is a teleportation formation there, or simply the gate of hell, from which a steady stream of ghouls pours out, as if there is no end.

After all, Braavos is the leader of the free trade city-state. Although there was a brief panic after the crisis, it quickly calmed down.

They took the lead in investigating where the accident was, and then learned that this was the palace of the forgotten little god, the father of all waters, and then the faceless people of the Black and White Court were dispatched, and they quickly found one because they had diarrhea today. Therefore, there are no believers who participated in this cult gathering.

The Faceless got all the information about the whole thing from the opponent's mouth through some means and the fastest speed, and learned that the White Walkers had been eyeing Braavos a long time ago, and built a building under the city. Hidden Ice Altar.

"altar?"

The Braavos Sea King on the Uthello fell into a little contemplation when he heard the whole story.

He has now escaped to the sea, and his own safety has been guaranteed to a certain extent, but of course he did not allow the city to fall. After all, all his powers come from here. If Braavos is destroyed, then he It was nothing, so he still dispatched troops to try his best to stop the corpse tide from spreading.

"If we can destroy the altar, is there any chance of stopping the White Walkers?"

Tormo Fregar opened his mouth and said, and everyone on the boat suddenly looked different when they heard his words.

In theory, of course, this is possible. As long as the altar is destroyed, there are not too many ghouls pouring into Braavos through the teleportation array~www.mtlnovel.com~ As long as you play steadily, there is still a chance to turn the tide against the wind.

But no one wants to take this quest. After all, it is no different from sending death, not to mention that even the tide of corpses can't be stopped now, how can it be possible to cross these dead people and destroy the altar?

"I am willing to go, Lord Sea King."

At this moment, Tormo Fregar's chief swordsman, a thin middle-aged man, gritted his teeth and took the initiative to stand up.

"But need to give me a team of dead men and carry wildfire."

Wildfire is an important tool to fight against the White Walkers. The Empire also gave some wildfire to allies to help them resist the White Walkers' invasion, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"Okay!"

And Tormo Fregar didn't look at the personal guard who had been with him for several years without being pretentious. After all, this is not the time to be hypocritical. He waved his hand and asked his men to prepare according to the needs of the other party, and then the chief swordsman bowed slightly. He saluted, and then backed away.

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