Chapter 411: Insufficient Divine Power

"Yes, Your Majesty, the King of Light told me that Ability God should not recover at this time."

And Melisandre's face was a little strange when she saw Viserys' such a big reaction.

But it is still repeated.

"Perhaps Ability God recovered too early, coupled with the lack of effective resistance by humans, the army of the dead is advancing too fast... These are the reasons why Ability God's divine power is unable to succeed."

The Night King has actually slowed down, but in the end, he entered the country too fast, and his steps were too big to pull the eggs, but instead dragged himself down.

He may not have thought that there is already a giant dragon in this world, and he personally ends up to stop himself.

The last time he went out was thousands of years ago. It's hard to say whether the dragon was born in this world at that time.

Maybe he was still active near the Fourteen Fire Peaks of Valyria, or he wasn't a creature of this world at all, but at least he didn't appear in his field of vision at that time.

However, although God of Cold's divine power is insufficient, the state of the King of Light does not seem to be much better.

Viserys caught glimpses of black threads that seemed to be faintly interspersed with the mighty red light in the south.

The King of Light has a cold?

Viserys also asked Melisandre why, but the witch in red was silent for a while, then shook her head slightly, unable to give an answer.

Her conversation with Allah was always R'hllor speaking and she listening.

She said that R'hllor didn't respond, and no one knew whether he heard it or not.

Even the strange revelation given to her before, although she did it, she still hasn't figured out the reason, why. Let her do it?

What does the Lord of Light want from Viserys?

A second of suspicion appeared in the red-robed witch's mind, and then she quickly shook her head.

But once the seeds of doubt are planted, it is difficult to eradicate, and the woman's face is slightly confused.

Then Melisandre was silent for a long time, and then couldn't help but ask again.

"If that's the case, Your Majesty."

"Don't we have the hope of winning this time, can we take advantage of this opportunity to kill the Night King?"

Regardless, Melisandre knew she was R'hllor's servant.

Her mission is to eradicate the White Walkers and help the True King save the world.

But now that the King of Light has told them that the God of Cold has insufficient divine power and has an unstable foundation, isn't this the best chance?

In one fell swoop, he killed the servant of the Cold God, and completely ended the chaos of the Other Ghosts, which had plagued the world.

"Hard to say."

And Viserys took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Whether he can kill the Night King depends mainly on whether he will give him a chance."

"I tried my best to find and kill him."

Because of Valyria's lost unique black magic, Viserys itself is a very special being.

As far as he knows, there are two other people who are so special, one is the Night King and the other is the legendary Three-Eyed Raven.

The three-eyed crow's main ability is not fighting, but traveling through the long river of time, knowing the secrets of the past, and also being able to see a little bit of the future.

The Night King is a blaster. As long as he is alive, he can continue to blast soldiers endlessly, drowning all opponents with crowd tactics.

So if he wanted to hide, Viserys couldn't find it, and he couldn't help it.

Biting cold winds blow from the north.

Snowflakes fluttered in the sky over the Twins again.

It didn't take long for the ever-flowing Green Fork to freeze for the first time in nearly sixty years.

After a year and a half of arduous battles against the White Walkers, all the coalition soldiers even had experience.

Just looking at the bad weather, the white snow in the distance, like a galloping army, knew that the White Walkers had arrived again.

"Fuck it!"

And Sandor Clegane sat on a tree stump outside the barracks in armor, with a great sword in his hand, looked into the distance, cursed, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm.

In fact, he drank two or two drinks today and wanted to come to the Dothraki camp to talk to Viserys.

Because he is the only one who can kill his brother.

Of course, this is not love and murder.

Sandor really hated his brother Gregor Clegane the "Mountain" and wanted to peel him off for cramps, so he didn't want anyone to get ahead of him.

He heard that his brother was imprisoned in the water prison of Pentos, and his body was checked every day, just to not let him die, but to torture him for life.

However, Sandor was full of anger when he drank, but when he arrived at the door of the Dothraki barracks, he saw the group of tall and sturdy prairie warriors, and with the wind blowing, his bad temper was cured a lot.

Just when Sandor hesitated, the White Walkers arrived.

woo-

woo-

The horn of the Twins City warning sounded, resounding through the entire sky, and the camp of the coalition forces suddenly became busy.

The White Walkers are still far from base camp, but scout outposts have spotted them ahead of time.

A large number of coalition soldiers poured out of the camp and began to line up on the banks of the Green Fork. At the same time, the commanders on horses were also loudly conveying orders.

"Forward!"

"Hurry up!"

The commander of the front line, Randall Tully, rode on a warhorse. Only one ear was left on his bald head, and the other was left on the battlefield of the Great Wall.

At this moment, he was heartbroken, holding the family Valyrian steel sword, and commanding the soldiers to line up on the river bank.

Coalition soldiers wearing various family armors lined up on the river bank, stretching the front line, flags fluttering and fluttering in the wind.

And a catapult and a giant crossbow were also pushed out, and the sharp spears flashed cold light and pointed directly to the other side of the river, forming a super long-range firepower position.

After the arrival of Viserys, the human coalition fully exerted its advantages. The advantage of the White Walkers is that they are not afraid of death and tireless, while the advantage of mankind lies in advanced productivity and wisdom.

All human beings are united, and countless weapons of war have been mass-produced and continuously delivered to the battlefield.

The first batch of dragon crystals from Dragonstone were also delivered, but due to time constraints, they were only used as arrowheads for making giant crossbows, hoping to kill the White Walkers.

And at this time.

"Ho-"

A dragon roar resounded throughout the sky, and a huge black dragon fluttered across the sky, sweeping through the wind, causing the soldiers on the ground to twist and twist.

There was a dragon knight sitting on the back of the dragon. The dragon carrying the dragon knight did not stay on the bank of the Green Fork River, but the daring art master flew to the direction of the distant White Walk alone.

"This is a war of the living and the dead..."

"Fight for our homeland, for our wives, children, parents, for all who cannot fight!"

As one of the supreme commanders, Robert sat on his horse and gave an impassioned speech.

Subsequently.

Aegon's calendar year 293.

The Second Twins City War, which has left a strong legacy in history, officially broke out.

"Everyone! Prepare!"

"put!"

boom boom-

A set of trebuchets roared and threw stones that were burning with flames and flew to the other side of the Green Fork River.

bang——

The spear fired by the giant crossbow easily tore the formation of the dead army, like a string of candied haws, stringing a row of ghouls together.

"kill!"

The coalition soldiers burst out with unprecedented force and pushed back the ghoul that had rushed across the Green Fork.