Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Chapter 530 All gods lie

The violent wind and snow swept across the earth, like fire burning.

Samwell looked at the man wearing the ice crown below, and immediately decided that the man in his heart was the Night King he had been looking for—

 The legendary leader of the White Walkers, the source of the long night, and the master of ice and snow.

Samwell has always been skeptical about what Bran Stark said that only killing the Night King can end this war.

This is not directed at Bran, the Three-Eyed Crow, or the Old Gods, but that he has a natural resistance and vigilance from the heart towards the gods of this world.

 Until he fully understands the secrets and purposes of the gods, Samwell will no longer believe anything they say.

However, the moment he saw the Night King, Samwell immediately felt a strong murderous intention in his heart, as if the other person was his destined enemy, as if his only purpose in coming to this world was to kill Yaoh.

 Samwell could feel the blood in his body boiling.

 At this moment, all doubts dissipated like smoke.

 He licked his lips and his eyes became extremely eager.

 Ever since he became the king of the Seven Kingdoms and received the blessing of the Seven Gods, with his attributes greatly increased, Samwell has not really fought with all his strength for too long.

Even on the night of the bloodbath of Braavos, he did not exert all his strength.

 Because at the moment when his mental attributes skyrocketed, he chose to reactivate the seal left by the red-robed witch.

Samwell had to do this, otherwise the constant chatter in his ears would drive him crazy.

 But now, he felt that he could finally break the seal temporarily and fight a hearty battle.

As for whether the long night will end after killing the Night King, he can't control that much. He will kill him first.

Thinking of this, Samwell slowly pulled out the giant sword [Dawn] from his back, jumped off the white dragon, and rushed towards the strange altar.

The petal marks on the palm of his right hand gradually bloomed one by one, and Samwell once again felt an indescribable terrifying power in his body.

That force is rushing and surging, like a volcano about to erupt.

　　Boom!

 A little silver light suddenly lit up in the dark night.Please visit fr𝐞𝐞w𝒏.𝒸𝑜𝔪 website to read fastest update

Dang!

The silver light exploded suddenly, turning into countless sparks of orange-red and gray-white intertwined.

　　The figures of both of them have reached an incredible level and are almost impossible to be caught by the naked eye.

 No one else can intervene at all.

 But other people, or the White Walkers, did not stay still.

Those White Walkers riding ice spiders immediately targeted the three giant dragons flying in the air, especially the terrifying white dragon.

Every time it dives, it will bring flames like lava eruptions, scorching everything.

Black dragons and green dragons are much inferior in strength, but because they are controlled by dragon knights, they know how to use tactics better, and they also cause great trouble to the White Walkers.

Arya Stark started shouting when she saw the dragon, and she couldn't contain her excitement. However, because she was caught by the White Walkers, she could only help cheer and shout:

“Get rid of that ugly guy with the crown! Your Majesty Caesar! Get rid of him!”

 In fact, she couldn't clearly see the fight between Samwell and the Night King. The two were moving too fast.

 Only a golden light and a gray light were seen intertwining in the air, like lightning colliding in mid-air.

 The speed of both of them reached the limit of their nerves and muscles.

　　锵—

A gray-white light shot out in mid-air, cutting a deep ravine in the snow and crashing into a group of corpses, causing a **** storm.

The Night King stumbled, and the ice sword in his hand broke into two pieces.

But there was no look of surprise or fear in his blue pupils, they were still deadly indifferent, even deadlier than a long winter night.

Looking at the golden light that was approaching him quickly, the Night King calmly raised his hand, and strands of gray mist swam out from the strange altar and slowly wrapped around his right arm.

Kakaka—

In an instant, countless strange energies shot out, condensing into a terrifying abyss in mid-air.

 A black light flashed in the huge mouth.

　　唰!

A long black tongue shot out like lightning, like a giant python coming out of its hole, breaking through the air, leaving mottled cracks in the air, and rushed towards Caesar.

 Samwell felt a chill in his heart, and he keenly felt the unusualness of this energy.

 But it seemed to have an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had encountered it somewhere before.

Although there are thousands of thoughts running through my mind, my hand movements are not delayed at all.

 The great sword [Dawn] turned gracefully in Samwell's hands, and the tip of the sword tilted upward.

Countless golden threads from all around gathered quickly. It was just an ordinary slash, but the power and momentum exerted by this attack far exceeded all his previous battles.

　　Boom!

 The golden giant sword and the long black tongue suddenly collided, and a brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

But this is far from over. The Night King's left hand is also circling, pulling out another wisp of black energy from the strange altar.

In an instant, a large amount of black energy burst out from the Night King's body, and his ice and snow armor seemed to burn instantly.

　　Bang!

Black flames poured down like a torrent, spreading rapidly on the snow, spreading around like ripples.

Although the surrounding White Walkers and ghouls had tried their best to stay away from the battle between the two men, they were still pushed away by this terrifying energy shock wave.

 Samwell felt hopeless for the first time.

But the Night King was walking towards the human king in a hurry. A pure black dagger was condensing into shape in his hand, like the sickle of death.

This is impossible!

 Samwell refused to believe it.

If the Night King really has such overwhelming strength, why does the other side keep hiding? Wouldn't it be possible to end this war by simply going into battle and defeating the Neck Defense Line?

 This is not a power that belongs to this world!

 The reason why Samwell dared to fight against the gods was because he understood the limitations of the gods through repeated trials.

They may be extremely powerful, but they cannot project much power into the world, otherwise there is no need to play various prophecy games with them.

 What went wrong?

Samwell tried his best to draw the giant sword, but found that under the pressure of the Night King, his hands were simply heavier than the earth.

Seeing the Night King approaching step by step, but Caesar making no move to dodge, Daenerys in the air panicked for a moment.

 “Sam!”

Samwell was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw a green light in the night sky rushing over desperately.

 “No! Don’t come here!” he hissed.

 But the green dragon showed no signs of slowing down.

"No!"

Samwell roared again, suddenly twitched the giant sword in his hand and slashed out.

 But his movements were extremely slow, or perhaps the time was suddenly stretched by some force.

 The whole world seemed to switch to a slow-motion scene in a movie.

Samwell looked at his wife who rushed over desperately, and there was an intense pain somewhere in his heart.

 But at the same time, a picture flashed quickly in front of his eyes.

 Red Comet, Blood Reef Island, Ancient City of Gith…

 Death, resurrection, deception, control, sacrifice…

 Finally settled on a beautiful face.

 Nissa Nissa!

 Legends from thousands of years ago echoed in my mind again.

The hero who led mankind to repel the last Long Night, the Son of the Holy Flame, the prophetic prince who forged the divine sword [Lightbringer] with his wife's blood, that Azor Ahai...

 Victory comes at a cost.

 Light requires sacrifice.

 “No! Never!”

Furry and fear swept over him, overwhelming Samwell's consciousness.

 In a daze, his vision went dark, and the Night King, the White Walkers, the altar, and Daenerys all disappeared.

Samwell found himself standing on top of a lava ruin.

 The earth cracked open with spider web-like gaps, and golden flames surged through them.

Opposite him, stood a man whose face could not be seen clearly.

 “Don’t you understand yet? Caesar.” The man said softly.

 “Who are you?” Samwell asked warily.

"Who I am is not important," the man said. "What is important is, who are you?"

 “I am Caesar!” Samwell replied reflexively.

 But the man slowly shook his head:

"No, you were wrong all along. You can escape for a while, but you cannot escape for a lifetime. This is your fate, and it will always follow you like a shadow."

 Samwell said coldly:

 “Then tell me, who am I?”

"After the long summer, the stars will cry blood, and the cold darkness will cover the world. At this terrifying moment, a warrior will pull out the burning sword from the fire. That sword is the 'Lightbringer', the red sword of the hero, holding The one who possesses the sword is the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, and he will drive away the darkness."

The man narrated this ancient Asshai prophecy in a chanting tone, and finally said in an unquestionable tone:

 “Of course you are the reincarnation of Azor Ahai!”

While speaking, the man suddenly raised his head, and he actually had the same face as Samwell.

"Accept your destiny and complete your mission." The man said, "Go and kill your wife Nissa Nissa, use her sacrifice to create the real [Lightbringer] and end this long night!"

Samwell listened to the man's words quietly, but a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

“R’hllor, it’s you,” he said.

Immediately, regardless of the expression on the face of the person opposite, Samwell continued:

“I once heard a saying. Although it came from the mouth of an enemy, I think it spoke a certain truth.”

The man looked at Samwell quietly, his eyes calm:

 “What words?”

Samwell waved his hand gently, as if to brush away the morning fog:

 “All gods are lies.”

 (End of this chapter)

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