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#263 - Chapter 37: The Attack of the White Walkers (Part 2)

Craster, in order to continue his powerful bloodline, did not hesitate to sacrifice his own daughters to become surrogate mothers. Among these newborn male infants, over ninety percent could successfully transform into terrifying White Walkers!

Not only that, but the Night King also tamed a group of wildling artisans, specializing in forging various types of armor and military equipment for him. After six or seven years, he finally pieced together a formidable army of White Walkers.

Even Liu Yuan, who possessed powerful dragons, had to retreat in the face of this elite force, because he simply could not contend with them alone.

At this moment, Liu Yuan deeply understood that the wildling army led by Mance Rayder was destined to fail, and they could never withstand the tidal wave of White Walker attacks. His gaze once again turned to the previous political affairs site and the mysterious altar within. Obviously, this place and the entire valley together formed a special formation. The pervasive, chilling aura of ice was constantly exuding a strong pressure, causing fear in people's hearts. There was no doubt that this was the dwelling place of that ancient evil god.

Liu Yuan had an extremely clear understanding of his own strength. At this stage, he was definitely not a match for a deity-level opponent, even a god who had become a vegetable. Since this was the case, the most important thing at the moment was to eliminate these evil god's henchmen, and he also had a powerful army.

Or he could become a 'god.' His eyes were like torches, as if they could penetrate the endless darkness and cold, and look directly at the direction of the wight army. He murmured softly, "Old friend, it's time to send you on your way." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared like a ghost in an instant, disappearing into the raging wind and snow.

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"Ah! Huff... huff..." Bran was once again forcibly pulled back to reality from the green vision, he gasped violently, his forehead covered with large beads of sweat. The Three-Eyed Raven's teaching progress was exceptionally rapid, and Bran had gradually touched the core truth of history. He turned his head, his eyes fixed on those mysterious Children of the Forest, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "You never told me before that the White Walkers were actually created by you, the Children of the Forest."

The Three-Eyed Raven was silent for a moment, then slowly explained, "You should know that humans and our Children of the Forest launched a brutal war that lasted for more than two thousand years. Because humans have a stronger ability to reproduce and grow very quickly, the Children of the Forest gradually became at a disadvantage in the later stages of the war. Therefore, they had no choice but to develop this humanoid weapon and use it as the main force in the charge. Later, when the two sides finally concluded a peace agreement, the Children of the Forest originally planned to completely destroy all the White Walkers."

Bran frowned and asked, "Then what caused you not to do that?"

Three-Eyed Raven: "People always think they can control everything, even the Children of the Forest are no exception, but that is not the case. The White Walkers lost control, they were affected by the mysterious power from the Land of Always Winter, completely broke free from the shackles of the Children of the Forest, and became the lackeys of evil gods, and gained the terrifying ability to resurrect the dead. Thus, a huge and endless army of wights was born, which once seriously threatened the safety of every life on the continent of Westeros. It was not until that time that the First Men and the Children of the Forest abandoned their previous grievances, joined hands, and fought against the White Walkers together. After arduous battles, they finally succeeded in driving the White Walkers back to the distant Land of Always Winter, and built the majestic Wall to prevent them from invading south again."

Bran asked suspiciously: "Then what should I do? Do I have to continue to be a cripple? And spend all day with an old man who has grown himself into a tree!"

The Three-Eyed Raven sighed: "Do you think I would willingly sit here alone for thousands of years? Only to watch the world from afar, and let these roots penetrate my body and slowly decay and dissipate. I have been waiting for your arrival..."

Bran stared at the Three-Eyed Raven with wide eyes, and said with disbelief: "Waiting for me? Waiting for me to become a lifeless piece of wood like you? No, I definitely don't want to become like you!"

The Three-Eyed Raven shook his head helplessly and explained patiently: "This is not your fault, even I am unwilling to do so. But don't worry, you will not be trapped here forever, and you will not eventually become a strange old man growing in a tree. However, before you can leave this place, you must study hard and master the knowledge and skills that can help you grow."

At this moment, Liu Yuan was moving nimbly through the vast snowfield like a ghost. With his superb skills, he successfully arrived at his destination ahead of the White Walker army. At this moment, he was surprised to notice that part of the wight army began to divide their forces, and these guys were moving extremely fast. After careful observation, Liu Yuan suddenly realized that those humanoid wights had jumped onto the backs of fierce beast wights, and in a blink of an eye, they had formed a terrifying cavalry team!

Damn it, they're not even human anymore, and they're still so good at playing!

The Night King personally led nearly a hundred elite White Walker knights, riding bone warhorses, rushing forward like lightning, and the direction they were heading was exactly where the Three-Eyed Raven was hiding, that quiet and deep valley.

Faced with such an urgent situation, Liu Yuan gritted his teeth fiercely and unhesitatingly used his lightness skill. This world cannot cultivate true energy, but the power of qi and blood can achieve similar results. He exerted force with his feet, and his whole person was like an arrow leaving the string, falling towards the crack in the valley at an astonishing speed.

Not long ago, Bran could not resist the temptation in his heart and privately entered the green vision. These weirwood roots, which filled the hall, were similar to the soul tree whiskers in Avatar, constructing an information network.

This time, the scene Bran entered was not Winterfell, which he had hoped to see in his heart. What was presented in front of him was one of the Three-Eyed Raven's perspectives when overlooking the continent of Westeros. Immediately afterwards, he witnessed the boundless and terrifying wight army, and also felt the Night King's unparalleled majesty and domineering aura. What surprised him even more was that the Night King seemed to have noticed his existence and tried to reach out and touch him.

In an instant, Bran was like a mouse stared at by a snake, too frightened to move, and the Night King grabbed his wrist, and a piercing pain instantly struck, and then he suddenly woke up.