Extra Chapter: Chapter 111: Trap for Future Self

And on the stage in the banquet hall, seeing the brothers Eddard and Bunyan having fun, old Duke Hoster couldn't help but feel envious.

His first two sons died in infancy, and the last one also died in infancy, leaving only one son, Edmure, and the family's bloodline was withered.

"It's great to have deep brotherhood."

"Ha ha--"

And hearing the envious tone of his in-laws, old Duke Rickard couldn't help laughing while holding the wine glass, feeling proud of his three outstanding sons.

However, at this moment, a guard hurried in to report, and the news from his mouth solidified the smiles on the faces of everyone present.

It turned out that in order to welcome his wife who had married from afar, Brandon, the young master of Winterfell, built a temple of the Seven Gods as a gift.

However, now the restored temple suddenly collapsed, and the heads of the statues of the Seven Gods also rolled down, as if their heads had been chopped off.

The order of the world has undergone earth-shaking changes overnight.

After a great battle, King's Landing, the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, sank into the sea. No one knew what happened.

The Targaryen dynasty, which had been flourishing for a long time and had a second spring, collapsed like this, and the Seven Kingdoms Alliance disappeared.

After King Qin's team arrived at the former King's Landing but now the peninsula, they looked at the cold and vast sea, looking at each other with fear and nervousness, and their hands involuntarily placed on the hilt of the sword at their waist.

However, in addition to the change of dynasties, the shock in the religious field was like a tsunami, destroying everything. The seven gods and almost all the respectable gods in the entire world fell, directly destroying all the beliefs in the world. All believers were in mourning, and the world felt like The end is near.

In the God's Domain, when the battle of the gods ended and the Seven Gods were defeated by the combination of ice and fire, and then the other gods were swept away, Daenerys led the three children and finally found the hidden treasure. Viserys rises.

"Where are you?"

When the door of the prison in the deepest part of the Seven Hells was opened, a shivering, thin figure curled up in the corner finally slowly got up from the cold floor.

"who are you?"

At first there was fear in his eyes, thinking that these bad guys were going to capture him again and torture him, climb a mountain of knives, go into a sea of ​​fire, be put into a hot oil pan to fry, and even be cut into pieces and fed to dogs.

However, what makes the boy despair is that every time he is tortured and thinks it will be the end and will die completely, he finally opens his eyes again.

He didn't understand that he was trying to survive, and the bad guys who tortured him seemed even more confused than he was.

But now, the boy climbed up from the cold floor. He saw several people walking in. Their silver-blond hair turned gray, and the lavender eyes were still frightened at first, but then slowly changed.

Anger, fear, nausea, and even lying on the ground wanting to vomit, but my stomach was empty and nothing could be vomited out, and finally everything calmed down.

"I almost got completely swallowed up by it."

"Thankfully you came in time."

"It's a little angry."

Then the silver-haired boy showed a bright smile and spoke in a calm voice.

In the outside world, it seemed that Viserys' words were confirmed. The sky became more gloomy, and the violent storms, lightning, and thunder all showed its anger.

"Father!"

"finally found you!"

After confirming that the thin, silver-haired boy in front of them was their father, Diana, Heros and Aemon were all excited.

"We need you now, the world is dying."

Even in his excitement, Aemon did not forget the mission of their trip, which was to find Viserys and save the world that was about to be destroyed.

"Well, I know everything you said."

"Now is really not the time to reminisce."

Viserys seemed to already know everything that would happen in the future, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. He shook his head, interrupted Aemon's words, and then stepped out.

"Let me calm down this restless guy first."

Viserys stepped out in one step, and then disappeared without a trace in front of the eyes of the gods like a wisp of smoke blown away by the breeze. Even though all the gods present were top-notch, no one caught Viserys. Where did Reese's figure go?

"Where did he go?"

And just when the gods were slightly stunned on the spot and did not react, the surrounding environment suddenly changed dramatically, as if they were on a train traveling at high speed forward, and the surrounding scenery was desperately running backwards.

In the blink of an eye, the world has changed.

"Are we back to the future?"

And when the gods reacted, they realized that they had returned to the future, and everywhere they could see was devastated.

"Is this the future world?"

"Everyone is dead?"

When Heros saw such a tragic scene, his heart couldn't help but lift up. He had heard them describe it, but it was still not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes.

He even couldn't help but raise his head and look at Diana, Aemon and Daenerys beside him. I really don't know how they persisted in such a dangerous situation.

At this moment, a desperate scream suddenly came from the distance. It turned out to be the super void monster that finally arrived. It combined the characteristics of countless monsters. Kramdi was also his meal, and it wanted to eat it. In this world, Kramdi could not escape death no matter where he hid. In the end, he could only become a part of the monster's body in despair. Now he is devouring the will of this world, and has digested most of it, and has obtained some of the permissions of this world.

However, just when it thought everything would go smoothly, a little boy with silver hair suddenly appeared in front of it.

The monster seemed to know each other and let out a shrill scream. Only then did it realize that it was a trap.

A trap dug by one person for his future self.

So it desperately tried to spit out the will of the world it had swallowed in its belly and give up some of the permissions it had acquired.

But it is easy to eat the will of the world and difficult to spit it out.

The person who knows him best in the world is himself, and the other is his enemy, and the silver-haired boy in front of him takes both of these into account.