The second White Walker quietly emerged from the shadows behind the tree, looking almost the same as the previous one - just like some European and American people who were face-blind before traveling through time, Egger couldn't tell the difference between them; followed by the third White Walker. Three, fourth... Egg's heart quickly sank to the valley; when the fifth pale figure came into the corner of his eye, the blood in the man's body seemed to solidify: Something was wrong, shouldn't there be only one? !
Wait, there may be only one person who kills Weimar, but there are several who appeared. He really has no impression of this!
There is no time to consider whether the progress of the story in the world he traveled to is deviating from the plot or whether there is an error in his own memory. Now there is a more urgent choice before Iger. If there were only one or two White Walkers, he could rely on the existence of the dragonglass dagger to muster up the courage to fight, but now the number of enemies far exceeds his own - the dragonglass dagger may indeed be able to kill White Walkers, but the holder is not that extraordinary. With his body and martial arts skills, he used a glass dagger to kill all the magical monsters that appeared in all directions? How can it be!
(Would he be a hero for a few seconds and then fall into an unknown depression in the Haunted Forest and be resurrected by the White Walkers to become part of the army of the dead, or...) The
thoughts in his mind lasted less than half a second before Egg made a decision and stopped. He stopped rushing towards the Weimar, turned around and ran without hesitation. Out of morality and to make himself feel better, and to warn Gary who was watching the horse not far away, he yelled at the moment he turned around. Voice: "Don't go up, run!"
"Coward!" The young noble's roar mixed with the roar of the long sword piercing the air sounded behind Egg. Royce was already too close to the strange visitor in front of him, and there was no time or room. He didn't intend to turn around and escape. The sword forged from fine steel collided with the translucent weapon in the hand of the White Walker. However, it did not shatter it as Weimar imagined. Instead, it emitted a high and powerful sound that was close to the upper limit of human hearing frequency. A thin, sharp sound like an animal wailing in pain.
The other White Walkers did not intervene. They stood and watched without the slightest concern about the outcome of the battle. One of them looked at Egg's running back and said a sentence in a harsh voice like fingernails scratching a blackboard that Egg didn't understand but clearly had a specific meaning. The other ghost nodded slightly and chased the escaper with the weapon in his hand. Come.
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Behind him, sharp collisions like glass cracking sounded again and again, echoing in the dense forest and startling crows in the sky. After a few seconds, Royce roared "Long live King Robert" and turned into bottles. There was a crisp and crisp sound like shattering, followed by the screams of the young noble.
Egger did not look back, but quickened his pace.
The pulsation of blood impacted the inner eardrum and soul, making it difficult for him to hear the sounds of the outside world. Whether before or after time travel, he has never been so close to death - the monsters behind him are more terrifying than the most brutal murderers or terrorists. Their only purpose is to kill him and use his corpse to grow stronger. They are an army of the dead that has just begun to take shape. This is a battle between ice and fire, life and death for dominance in the world. There is no room for change and there will be no end.
The soft armor he was wearing, the animal fur on his outer body, and the steel sword in his hand... In the desperate run, all the external objects seemed so heavy that Egg almost forced himself to resist the urge to throw away the weapon. After all, there is a difference between running away for survival and running away completely terrified.
Running with all his strength caused his brain to be slightly deprived of oxygen, and the young noble's tragic screams echoed in the late night forest, mixed with Egg's own heartbeat and breathing, making him feel that everything around him was blurred. Are you having nightmares again? Maybe when he wakes up, he will find himself still lying on the bed in the Rangers' dormitory at Castle Black, his back soaked with sweat?
There is a layer of snow on the ground, and there are puddles and rocks under the snow... You could have groped forward carefully when you came here, but how can you have the time to escape now? In his daze, he stepped on a boulder and his body suddenly lost balance. The oncoming earth quickly magnified in Iger's eyes. He threw an ugly dog's shit, and his face hit the roots and branches of a tree in the snow, causing burning pain.
In an instant, everything in the past reappeared in front of me like a slideshow, from the fun and slapstick that I could remember... to enrolling in school, graduating, starting a job, finding a girlfriend, and preparing to start a family of my own. At this moment, I traveled through time by myself. In this damn world, and by chance, I happened to be patrolling with Wilma Royce, and at this critical moment, I actually fell down. Everything... Could it be that today was destined to be my death day?
After becoming a time traveler night watchman, maybe he will become the first time traveler ghoul again? It's really dark humor...
"Boom!" A loud noise brought him back to reality from his memories. In his mind, he had roughly recalled his life, but in reality, his face only touched the ground for less than a second, and the snow made him fall. He fell down, but it also cushioned the impact of his collision with the ground. Although his face hurt, he was not seriously ill overall.
Egg felt that he could still be saved, so he struggled to stand up and immediately found the source of the loud noise - on a straight pine tree directly in front of his escape direction, there was an ice sword surrounded by a faint blue light, and the pale moonlight. The reflection of each other looks strange and terrifying. The force it inserted into the pine tree was so strong that a half-meter-long section was deeply buried in the trunk.
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(If he had not fallen just now, he would have been nailed to the trunk of the tree by this beautiful translucent magic weapon.)
One moment, Iger was devastated by this mistake, but the next moment he felt unprecedented. Rejoice. Thank the old gods, thank the Seven Gods, thank the King of Light, the God of Many Faces, or any other messed up gods... He swore that if he could return to the Great Wall alive, and when he became prosperous in the future, he would bring great benefits to Westeros and even the entire Ice and Fire. Every god in the world donated a magnificent statue.
But now, he had to seize the chance of survival brought by this lucky fall. Egg climbed up on his feet, and finally couldn't help but glance behind him. Royce's screams had stopped. On the small dirt slope that Will had led him over a few minutes ago, a dozen meters away, there was a gray figure. He stood quietly and muttered something in a piercing scream, as if he was cursing something because his perfect sword missed the target.
Once, he was amused by a video made by a netizen that used CCTV Sports Channel's commentary on the javelin competition and mixed it with the clip "The White Walker kills the fire dragon Viserion with an ice spear". Who would have thought that things are unpredictable, he Today I actually enjoy this luxurious attack method that is enough to slay a dragon. Should I feel honored or ironic?
The moon still hung quietly on the dark and deep sky. Egg met the eyes of the White Walker chasing him not far away. With a thought in his heart, he suddenly realized: This White Walker chasing him...is gone at this moment. arms.
The white ghost on the opposite side threw an ice sword at him instead of an ice spear. Egger didn't know if he was the one who would attack and kill the white dragon Viserion in the future... Egger subconsciously picked up the steel sword to confront him. It took a moment, but he finally suppressed the feeling of "being able to fight back" - he didn't know if the White Walkers had other means, not to mention that even if they could kill this one, there was still Weimar Luo who had been cooked on the other side of the slope. Queen Iss freed up more White Walkers.
He valued his own life more than the temptation to kill a White Walker.
He glanced at the ice crystal sword stuck on the tree trunk next to him, and thought he didn't have the strength to pull it out. Egg stared at his opponent for another second, and after making sure that it wouldn't cast a spell, he transformed an ice spear out of thin air to shoot him. Then, he turned around and continued to escape in the direction where the four people had led the horse.
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"What happened?" Gary saw Egger from a distance and asked loudly. He heard Weimar's scream and had already untied the reins and got on the horse, ready to escape. If Egger showed up later, In a few seconds, the veteran would run away with the four horses: "Where are Weimar and Will?"
"White Walkers!" Out of breath, Egg ran to the tree where the horses were held and pulled him over. He grabbed the reins of the horse and climbed up on hands and feet: "Run!"
"White Walker?" Gary's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to look at the distance behind him: "Is... the one chasing you?"
Egger was horrified. , turned around and looked back. In the dim forest, it was difficult to identify the figure of the White Walkers, but the moonlight reflected by the ice sword in its hand and its pair of eyes with faint blue light were too conspicuous... The figure raised its arms again, and the blue light flashed. flash.
"Get down!" Egger yelled the moment he realized something was wrong, while lying on the horse's back.
The veteran did as he was told without hesitation, which saved his life. The ice sword flew past Gary's fur hat, hitting Will's horse in the head. It still had some strength left, and hit Royce with a bang as he held the horse. On that tree, sawdust hit the trunk in the loud noise, and the snow on the tree crown fell under the vibration, hitting the two night watchmen and four horses.
What kind of power is this?
The dead horse fell to the ground with a crash, and the remaining three horses all screamed in fright. The front hooves of Gary's riding horse were raised high and almost knocked him off. The veteran tried his best to hug the horse's neck to survive the crisis, but what he had in his hand was The horse leading Weimar broke free and ran away without a trace. The two of them were embarrassed and frightened. They had no intention of shaking off the snow on their bodies, and they had no intention of chasing the frightened horse. They kicked the horse in the belly and fled southward without looking back.