Chapter 503 Rescue the Ancient Tree

"Oh?"

Viserys was slightly startled when he saw the flashing picture in front of him, but then he felt the anxiety on the other side of the spot.

"The Night King is besieging the Three-Eyed Raven?"

Viserys suddenly felt that he seemed to have seen this scene. It seemed that the Night King really had a deep feud with 'Blood Raven' Brynden River. To be precise, he had a deep feud with the old god power behind him. to kill him.

"No wonder he came to me in such a hurry, it seems that he has already seen this scene."

The old gods have the ability to travel through the past, and they can also glimpse a little bit of the future.

He may have already figured out that he would be found by the White Walkers, and even that Viserys would not leave immediately after receiving help, but would rush outside the Wall at some point, precisely him When the siege is most precarious.

The reason why the Three-Eyed Raven's tone is anxious is because Viserys is traveling through the future time and space, and the countless possible time points are too clever. If he is one step later, he will probably die.

"It's too mysterious, the power of the old god."

However, what he was sure about was that Viserys would not die. Although he was a little afraid of the ability of the old god, based on the preconceived impression, the Three-Eyed Raven did not seem to be a villain, but actively embraced justice.

Of course, in this world, good and bad, justice and evil are relative positions. Some people are for ideals, some people are for ambition, and some people just want to protect their families.

The silver-haired youth riding on the dragon's back received the Three-Eyed Raven's call for help but thought for a moment, but did not hesitate immediately.

"Set off."

"Bellerion."

He pressed the saddle ring on the dragon's back, followed the direction of the Three-Eyed Raven, and let Balerion fly him over.

hoo~

The wind whistled in the ears, and the goose feather-like snow kept falling from the sky.

The location of the heart tree seems to be a very wonderful and special area, which is difficult for ordinary people to explore, and it is linked to this piece of land, changing all the time, and its location is not fixed.

Because of this, the Night King took a lot of effort to find the Three-Eyed Raven, and finally found him with some mysterious connection.

Viserys rode a dragon over the haunted forest of hardy plants, and he vaguely remembered that a wildling named Custer seemed to have built a 'fort' here, but it was too small, Visery Reese was simply unrecognizable in the sky.

Then the black dragon flew him over the Fist of the Ancestors. Since flying over the Great Wall, Bellerion's state has been somewhat vigilant.

The dragon is extremely sensitive to the existence of magic, and it crossed the Great Wall to the outside of the fortress. Bellerion also seemed to feel some kind of inexplicable threat, forcing the sky overlord to become cautious.

The world outside the Great Wall hides amazing secrets, and even according to Valyria's ancient prophecy, Westeros is pregnant with the crisis of destroying the world, which also makes the dragon kings not easily set foot in this land, but only stop in Dragonstone Island.

And then after Balerion flew over the Fist of the First Men, the world in front of him suddenly became clear.

This towering ridge, towering and standing, is covered with snow that never melts for years. Here is the Fang of Frost and Snow, which can lead to the frozen coast and even the legendary land of eternal winter that no one can set foot on.

But now the mountains and plains are full of black dead legions. These ghouls crossed the neck and fought against the human coalition on the banks of the Green Fork. They were finally repelled. They retreated to the north of the neck. here.

They were besieging a towering giant tree growing in golden light on the top of the ridge. The branches and leaves of the tree were constantly shaking, and a little golden light was scattered, so that the army of ghouls could not easily approach.

And Viserys was in the sky, and even though the violent snowflakes fascinated his eyes, he still saw the heart tree at a glance.

"there."

According to common sense, such a dazzling heart tree, growing on the top of the snow-covered ridge, should be particularly conspicuous, and can be seen at a glance from miles away.

However, few savages who live here all year round have actually seen this divine tree, and the Night King led hundreds of thousands of ghouls to search the mountains and plains outside the Great Wall for a long time before barely finding its trace.

And on the ground.

The Night King with the Ice Crown on his head seemed to hear the roar of the dragon in the sky.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the south, with ice-blue flames burning in his eyes.

His Frozen Crown was damaged in the last battle with Viserys, and back outside the Wall, the Night King seems to have repaired his Frozen Crown.

But if you look closely, you can find that there are still dense small cracks on it. It seems that the Night King has not completely repaired it yet.

"Roar--"

Then, a roar resounded through the sky from the white snowstorm.

Balerion's eyes shone with scarlet light, and his huge black body emerged from the clouds and wind and snow.

His scales reflected the light, and then he opened his mouth wide, a dazzling light in his throat lit up, and the dragon flames poured down in an instant.

Bellerion still held a grudge, and he stared at his old rival at a glance.

This is the only monster that can survive its dragon flames unscathed, and the opponent's abilities make it terrifying.

rumbling—

The raging dragon flames drowned the ghouls on the ground, and a large number of ghouls that were besieging the Heart Tree instantly turned into ashes.

The golden heart tree was still swaying its branches constantly, with golden light spots hanging down to protect itself, and seemed to be trembling, for fear that Bellerion would accidentally set it on fire with a mouthful of dragon flames.

No matter how mysterious this ancient heart tree is, its body is still a tree after all, because no wood is not afraid of flames.

"Great!"

"We are saved!"

Under this golden old heart tree, a short and slender girl with big ears, dark brown skin like a deer and covered in leaves cheered and cheered.

Her voice was sweet and high-pitched with a special rhythm, and a pair of wonderful eyes that blended gold and green, as long and narrow as the eyes of a kitten.

The brown, red, and blond hair was tangled in a mess, studded with vines, twigs, and withered flowers.

The other girl whose companion looked like the girl was dumbfounded when she heard her words, but it didn't prevent her from looking at the giant dragon in the sky overhead with a terrified look.

Weirwood is afraid of fire, and she is also afraid, she is afraid that the other party will burn down their home.