At this time, the situation in the camp was not good, and the dense ghouls were like hummingbirds wrapped the huge magic cover, and they used their strengths again, constantly accumulating and accumulating, covering the outside of the magic cover with a thick and dense layer.

The light, blocked by them, the impenetrable corpses formed a wall of a mountain of corpses and people, as if an artificially created canopy, incomparably dark, without a trace of light.

Although no substantial damage has been done to the camp...... But this kind of huge depression from the soul is still not something that ordinary people can bear.

Not to mention...... No one can say whether this seemingly very fragile magic cover can resist so many corpses.

"Look at it!"

"It's horrible......"

The crowd around Daenerys muttered in a low voice, because of the Dome, Daenerys could not easily move as a magic circuit, but the large tent that had been withdrawn long ago still allowed her to see everything above without any obstacles.

"The Seven Gods are above...... "Sir Wiman Mandalay, who was closest to her, muttered as he frowned, "Dear Daenerys, this magic out there...... Hood, can you hold on? ”

It has to be said that the old Sir Mandalay was still very calm, he was the first to calm down, although his voice was still trembling, but he had already noticed the most critical problem.

But alas...... Daenerys didn't know the answer to that question, but she couldn't answer it truthfully.

"Of course." Daenerys's voice was still so breezy that she replied as she swept through Mandalay and sat high up in the pyramid of Meereen. "It will never collapse."

This is Daenerys' answer to the lie. But it's also what she thinks in her heart. Because everyone present knew what would happen if the magic shield broke, thousands of ghouls would fall and slaughter the entire camp, even if they did, they would kill people, after all, ghouls would not die.

At this time, the situation is a real moment, the magic cover holds on, it is life, and if it is broken, it is death. Depression and all kinds of negative emotions continue to climb into the hearts of everyone present, and even make people close to the brink of collapse.

In this case, Daenerys can only choose to believe in the magic left by Yi Huan, which is also her only option, but the good news is that Yi Huan is still very reliable so far.

The corners of Sir Mandalay's eyes twitched, and finally he slowly retreated without speaking, he felt that his heart had grown to the extreme, and he had encountered more things in this time than he had in his whole life, dragon. Ghoul, Daenerys born of the storm. There was even a wizard who felt that he had lived the first half of his life in vain.

In comparison, the revenge of the Grand Duke of the North and the revenge against the Lannisters did not seem to be so important, so even if Mandalay was extremely receptive, he was a little at a loss under the threat of death at this time, so he finally made a decision, that is, not to fight anything, to return his fate to fate, and to rely on Daenerys for his life and death.

Anyway, if everyone dies together, he doesn't think Daenerys can run out, even if she is the mother of dragons, even if the real dragon faces such a sea of corpses, she will eventually die of hatred.

The sound of rustling gradually appeared above everyone's heads, and along with the darkness, there was a death-like silence and suffocation, no one made a sound, and no one dared to move, even the camp camp, which had been noisy on weekdays, as if time and space were frozen, and there was no atmosphere.

When Yi Huan was making the magic cover, he didn't raise the height, after all, this was a dilapidated camp that could accommodate tens of thousands of displaced people, even if it was small, it was very huge, and if it was stretched according to the proportions, its height would definitely reach a very terrifying level.

I'm afraid it will be a dome at that time, and Yi Huan is not interested in making a dome, which is completely unnecessary, and it will waste a lot of mana, so as long as you have the most basic defense and temperature control ability, and then envelop the camp.

At a height of a few meters above the human head, it is the top of the magic cover, and because the magic cover has a blocking effect on death and other energy, it usually does not have any effect on ordinary people at all.

After all, some time ago, Stark was still flying in and out of the Mark suit every day.

But at this time, this has caused great convenience for the ghouls, otherwise if the magic cover is tens of meters high, I am afraid that even if the number of ghouls exceeds 100,000, it will not be possible to accumulate outside.

Although not as tall as the Great Wall of Desperation, arc and city wall are two different concepts.

The black-pressed ghouls accumulated in the sky above the camp, like wriggling maggots, constantly twisting and crawling, but fortunately they blocked the only faint moonlight, and could not see anything clearly, otherwise if they could see the situation above, I am afraid that the people in the camp would be more and more frightened.

Distorted and broken corpses accumulated on it, one by one, or pressed together, the unconscious bodies deformed and even broken by the squeezing of their companions, internal organs and blood broke and flowed out, and their faces were distorted and deformed, looking down fiercely, as if from the gaze of the devil of hell.

Seriously, the sight of this large ball of ant-like stuff entrenched outside the magic canopy, and what looked black and oppressive from a distance was terrifying, because it wasn't an ordinary insect, but a rotting or half-decomposed corpse.

This scene lies quietly in the night, not far downstream of White Harbor, indicating that the strange ghosts of the world of ice and fire once again stretch out their cruel claws, bringing the breath of death and extinction.

The Unsullied Ones below clenched the plasma guns in their hands, their muscles trembling a little, but still standing, and if it weren't for the strictest discipline they had ever had, they would have been defeated and paralyzed to the ground by fear, just like the ordinary city guards who had survived White Harbor and Storm's End.

Even the werewolves led by Dario couldn't bear the depression at this time, and even a few werewolves automatically entered the state of half-werewolves, but fortunately, these werewolves could control their bloodthirsty instincts, so they didn't mess up first.

The silence seemed to last for a short time. It seems like a long time. And what they are worried about. The clatter of the ice cracking was not heard, and the magic shield above it was still intact.

This situation gave the Unsullied some confidence and a sigh of relief, as the draugr inevitably covered the entire magic shield, and their greatest fear was the rupture of the magic cover, as it meant that the camp would face the onslaught of the ghouls directly, which meant death.

But now it seems that the Wraiths want to break through the magic of Yi Huan with the ghouls' invincible sea of corpse tactics alone. I'm afraid they're still a bit overestimated.

After the initial panic, Barristan quickly found what an elite Kingsguard should do, and he began to give loud orders to gather the panicked soldiers, and then once again aimed his weapons at the ghouls from the outside.

"Watch it below!" He yelled, "Ready! ”

Because of the height, the Unsullied did not dare to attack directly from above, after all, the power of such a thing as plasma is no more powerful than the conventional firearm in the present world, a surplus that accidentally dropped. It will cause very heavy casualties to the people below, this kind of self-inflicted thing. Barristan won't do it.

The Unsullied throughout the camp once again aimed their guns at the outskirts of the ghouls' foundations, and as Barristan gave the order to fire, the scorching plasma ball flew through the camp again, and the camp that had been covered in darkness by the ghouls became bright again.

However, they were all somewhat dazzling clusters of light, which would quickly dissipate after flashing in the air.

Relying on the magic cover, the Unsullied once again launched a fierce counterattack, as if the siege of the ghouls did not bring them any pressure, and those nobles and knights breathed a sigh of relief when they saw such a scene, including Daenerys.

The nobles began to whisper again, but this time, they were confident that they would defeat the strangers.

"Her Majesty's wizard is indeed powerful, but it's a pity that I haven't met him." At this time, Bran, who had been watching the situation from the side, walked over slowly.

After the Green Prophet's brief study during that time, he used some kind of spell to infuse a lot of knowledge and magic into Bran's mind, so although Bran was still not very old, he was already a qualified nobleman in heart and behavior.

He had been standing by the side before, and he didn't make a sound, because he didn't have anything to do about it, although he might be able to protect a few of his closest people and rush out, but he would definitely not be able to save so many people, and he was relieved to see that Yi Huan's magic was still perfectly solid.

After all, the Stranger is also his worst enemy.

Although Yi Huan had been staying in the camp, he was in a hurry to make a magic coffin for Winnie, so he didn't have time to meet with the Green Prophet Bran and the witch Melisandre of the Ice and Fire World.

So Bran had heard about Yi Huan, but he had never seen it, and this time, he had seen Yi Huan's magic with his own eyes.

"Green Prophet." Daenerys nodded, not saying much, although her attitude towards Bran seemed to be a little different from those of ordinary nobles, but her tone was still cold.

Daenerys has also heard of the Green Prophet, whether it is because of the wizard Yi Huan, or Barristan's introduction to the history of Westeros, but what makes her entangled is that she doesn't know what attitude to use to face the Green Prophet.

Obviously, the Green Prophet Bran was not familiar with her, and even Bran, who was born in the Stark family, was in a sense one of the puppet kings, who was supposed to be loyal to the northern Grand Duke of the Targaryen dynasty, but united with his good brother to overthrow the rule of the Targaryens.

And the magic power of the Green Prophet should not be underestimated, Daenerys, who has seen the magic of Yihuan, will not underestimate anything related to magic anymore, if Bran makes up his mind to go against Daenerys, it will obviously be a big trouble.

But fortunately, during the time spent with the Mandalay family, Bran did not express his approval, but he did not object, and the Green Prophet was the only one left, which made Daenerys breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that in this way, Daenerys's attitude towards Bran is a little vague, "You will definitely have a chance to meet, if you stay here, they will just go to the outside of the Seychelles and will be back soon." ”

Although Daenerys was still cold, she obviously said much more than she did to the other nobles, and there was also temptation in these words, which was a way to gain a lot.

"Of course, I'll stay here." Bran smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to meeting him too." ”

Not far away, Bran brought back a few small followers from outside the plug were silently watching the situation here, because of Bran's special status, no nobles would trouble them.

"Your army looks strong." Bran said, "But you wouldn't mind if I helped them with magic." ”

As he spoke, Bran took out a heavy piece of wood from his pocket, a little blackened, with a faint wave of magic on it.

"Yes." Daenerys nodded, although she didn't know what kind of magic Bran was going to use, but she wouldn't refuse, because when it comes to ghouls, everyone's goal is the same, and all living creatures are enemies of ghouls, and they don't care what family you are a human being.

Vines are Bran's specialty magic, as plants are a unique talent of the Green Prophet, and this is no exception, even if Bran wants to craft some light because of the darkness of the camp, because the Green Prophet is not proficient in other magic, and can only manipulate plants and a special green energy.

The heavy block of wood was padded twice in Bran's hand, and soon, with a slight tremor of the earth, a large number of vigorous plants and vines began to surge, and they came down the forest outside, quickly rushing towards the ghoul.

With the addition of Bran's magic, coupled with the plasma cannon of the Unsullied, it seems that soon the ghouls will be eliminated here, Daenerys thought silently.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a terrifying throbbing, as if a man had stabbed her with a dagger, and immediately after, a huge force came from the giant egg, no longer the gentle attraction before, but a huge repulsion.

Rushing towards Daenerys!

"Poof!"

"Her Majesty!"

With a few exclamations, a mouthful of blood erupted from Daenerys' mouth, and then her body separated from the dome and fell backwards, and almost instantly, the luster on the dome dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This series of mutations happened in the blink of an eye, and even Bran was a little dazed, but before he could figure out the reason, I am afraid they still have a bigger problem to face.

That's ...... As soon as Daenerys detached her hands from the Dome, the magic shield above immediately weakened, and now, there was even a crisp click.

The rupture is imminent, there is only a thin line between life and death, above is an endless sea of hideous corpses, and below is ordinary humans without the slightest protection.

This moment is the closest boundary between life and death.

"Click!" With a snap, time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and with a crisp sound, the magic shield above suddenly cracked open, and then the surging wave of ghouls rushed straight down, as if it was a never-ending rush.

"Roar!"

Under the dark night sky...... The ghul's monstrous roar finally sounded in the ears of the Unsullied, so clear...... So desperate......

Far north, the wind and snow shrouded there as always, as if it would never melt, and a few confused travelers who had just arrived there didn't know what was happening thousands of miles away, because they didn't even know where they were now.

"I don't know...... The specific direction ......" Hearing Stark's complaint, Yi Huan leaned down and gently grabbed a handful of snowflakes on the ground, wanting to feel the thickness of the snow, but unfortunately, it was in vain, because no matter how far away from the outside of the plug, the thickness of the snow did not fall to the knees, and it was impossible to distinguish at all.

Standing up and looking around at the snowy surroundings, Yi Huan shrugged helplessly, and replied, "I only know that this is still on the other side of the Great Wall, that is, the northern border of our target direction, and there is still a mistake." ”

"The rest is unknown, for there is something on the Wall that interferes with my magic at all times, and I suspect it is the fish beam wood used to build the gates, and until I find a solution, it is ...... with a small part of my magic" (to be continued.) )