Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

[Name: Bridge of Dreams

Difficulty: Nightmare

Type: Exploratory

Rules: # This copy has no exploration time limit, and the player body will not wake up due to external interference.

# Players cannot be resurrected after death in the dream, and will be imprisoned in the dream forever.

# Players can actively leave the dream by giving up the copy when out of combat.

Customs clearance conditions: unknown]

After reading the introduction to the dungeon that popped up directly, Ian was stunned for a moment. The test he originally imagined was, 'If I am already in a dream, then after using the dream dungeon to open the scroll, a [Currently Unavailable] prompt should pop up.'

But the current situation is that the auxiliary system actually skipped the difficulty selection stage and directly gave Ian the copy information. The only explanation that Ian can think of is that he has indeed fallen into a dream, and this Bridge of Dreams The dream that was triggered happened to be one of the dungeons prepared by the auxiliary system, so the auxiliary system directly gave the dungeon task to itself. Or a bug occurred and judged that it was already in this dungeon, so it reissued the task information to itself.

Ian remembers clearly that the system AI assistant once said that players will suffer substantial damage in the dream dungeon of nightmare difficulty. That is because some of the 'gods' in this world can exert a direct influence on the dream dungeon of nightmare difficulty. Now look at Come on, this is not someone else's dream coming to influence you. It's just a plan to use other people's dreams as a copy, right?

So.what do I do now? Ian couldn't help but start thinking.

According to the dungeon rule three, I only need to give up this dungeon to escape from this dream. Then after I return to reality, I can immediately wake up Melisandre and Magiro, and then go straight to the Love Palace, which can be regarded as avoiding them. A lot of trouble.

But the problem is that after escaping from the dream, he is still in the thick fog of the Sadness Territory. After all, he did not come in through the system, but was already in it. If he accidentally fell into a dream again after escaping this time, not only would he have to challenge this dream, but he would also lose the rewards for the dungeon.

Just as he was thinking about it, Ian suddenly found that the people around him were looking at him incredulously. Ian instinctively felt that something was wrong. He looked down and found that the armor on his body had changed. The set of silver-white thickened plate armor found in Archon Rajo's home was turned into a set of pitch-black scale armor in the shape of ancient Valyria.

Ian raised his hand and saw the swirl patterns, hieroglyphics and mysterious Valyrian witchcraft runes on the arm armor. This was Euron's Valyrian steel scale armor. No wonder Ian suddenly felt a The feeling of weight disappeared immediately.

Then, Ian picked up the weapon in his hand. It was no longer the fine steel leaf hammer he brought out in Volantis, but a two-handed giant sword. Its blade was as dark as black smoke.

"Is this your true face?" Melisandre finally asked after looking at Ian for a while.

The sudden appearance of the Valyrian steel scale armor and Valyrian steel sword itself had aroused Ian's suspicion. How could Ian not understand what happened when he heard the red-robed woman's question?

From the moment he opened the dream scroll, he in the dream was replaced by his own body. It has to be said that this time the system was quite conscientious and actually attached his best equipment. If he directly used his body in the If the real image was sent here directly in pajamas, then he would probably have to retire on the spot.

It's no wonder the people on the ship are so surprised when Koru suddenly transforms into Ian.

"Is the power you recall that is similar to this fog related to dreams?" Ian asked.

"Is it a dream?!" Melisandre was reminded and recalled instantly, "Yes! When I came into contact with it, I thought it was just a kind of psychedelic magic, just like the most common trick used by the wizards of Qarth. But then I discovered that what I entered was a dream, a woven world."

"We are in a dream now." He did not ask when and where Melisandre broke into any dream. Now is not the time. "This is why the person you see became mine. reason."

When Magiro heard this, he immediately looked around. It was still just a river full of wreckage and ruins, and there was still a thick fog that couldn't see the sun. It was no different from the real Sadness Territory.

He did not understand the power of dreams. Even the Lord of Light himself had never shown them the power related to dreams. The power of the Red God's magic came from blood and fire, and was of the same origin as the witchcraft of ancient Valyria. Same origin.

"Who is this sir?" Although the old captain was confused, he was pious and saw that the two high-level priests remained calm and did not make too much fuss. He just asked.

"You only need to know that he is still the commander of this operation, and there is no need to worry about anything else." The old captain and crew were all found by Magi Luo, so naturally he was responsible for explaining to them.

"Yes, sir." The old captain himself was not curious about Ian's identity. He just wanted to know how he should treat him.

"Love Palace! The Love Palace has arrived!" At this time, the crew member in charge of guarding the bow of the ship suddenly shouted.

Ian looked in the direction pointed by the crew, and saw a huge thing rising from the river blocking his view in the thick fog. It looked like a hill on an island covered with trees. It also looks like a boulder covered with moss and ferns.

"How are you sure it's from the Love Palace?" Ian asked strangely.

"There is only this huge ruin in the Sadness River section of the Lorne River. There is no way I can admit it." The crew member also heard what Magillo said just now, so when he saw Ian's question, he immediately answered.

Ian said no more, just waiting for the ship to move on.

After a while, a rotten wooden wall overgrown with weeds appeared at the water's edge. There were many spiers on it, with varying degrees of damage. Looking deeper from some completely collapsed sections, you can vaguely see some arches, columns and relatively complete buildings.

Sure enough, in the Palace of Heartbreak, we embarked on the same journey as Tyrion and the others in the original book, Ian couldn't help but think.

Both punting boats found a place to stop nearby, but Ian did not rush to give the order to disembark.

It's true that they originally came for the Love Palace, but is this also the Love Palace?

Can they achieve their goal by offering sacrifices to the King of Light in the Love Palace in the dream? Can the fog on the bow find the location of the sad leader player? Even more, can the two sons sacrificed to Archon Malachor in the dream still bring power?

Ian felt very puzzled. The sacrifice to the Red God relied on blood and fire. There was neither real blood nor real fire here. How could it be possible for the King of Light, who was not good at the power of dreams, to penetrate the power? ?

"After knowing that this is a dream, you..." Ian looked back at Melisandre and Maggiore, "Can you see anything new? Do you have anything about what we should do next? Suggestions?" He still had great expectations for the two red-robed monks.

Compared to directly entering a certain nightmare difficulty dream dungeon through the system scroll, the biggest advantage he gained from this bug was the group of people he brought with him.

An obvious single-player exploration dungeon, Ian not only brought more than a dozen fully armed elite warriors, but also two top mages. It's somewhat devoid of martial ethics.

"I can feel that the space here is quite distorted. If we are in a dream now, then this dream here is intertwined with reality." Melisandre held the ruby ​​​​on her chest, and the ruby ​​​​started Glowing and hot.

Suddenly, Melisandre expressed her conclusion: "This is not the dream itself, but just an edge place affected by the powerful power of dreams. We either have to find a way to find the intersection between dreams and reality. To escape from here, you must either find a way to enter the real dreamland."

[Successfully cleared the first scene, dungeon exploration level is one-fifth, mental power +3]

As Melisandre's words fell, a line of reminder words immediately appeared in Ian's mind.

The next moment, everything around him changed.

The thick fog has all dispersed, and the clouds in the sky look extremely bright: pink and purple, brown and purple intertwined with gold, pearl white with orange in it.

The place they stepped on was no longer a ruin, but a beautiful palace with elegant piers, exquisite vaults, grooved columns, balconies and pavilions one after another. The most spectacular ones are the tall white towers, which are wrapped with vines and surrounded by vibrant green plants and flower beds.

There is a garden in front of Ian, with fountains and huge bronze sculptures shining in the sun. Young couples linger in the garden, kissing each other sweetly.

Their clothes have a little bit of Dornish clothing, and a little like Myr clothing. Ian is not proficient in these, but he can guess that this is the traditional clothing of the Rhoynar people.

"Now we have entered a real dream." Melisandre was a little stunned. She had just told Ian the conclusion of her speculation, and Ian brought them into a real dream.

This strength is worthy of Azor Yahai's turning body!

This strength is worthy of the old monster Melisandre! Ian also sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that the first scene of the dream dungeon in nightmare difficulty would be passed because of Melisandre's words!

If Melisandre hadn't discovered the truth, Ian estimated that they would have at least completed Tyrion's journey, first crossing the Bridge of Dreams once, then fighting the river pirates again, and then crossing the Bridge of Dreams to fight the Stonemen. Then I don’t know what will happen next. Ian may not be able to discover the truth until the end.

Who would have thought that dreams in the thick fog of sadness would look like this?

Where is this sad collar? This is clearly Chayorn before it was burned by 300 fire dragons - the festival capital, the greatest city in the world at that time created by the Rhoynar civilization located in the middle reaches of the Rhoyne River!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ian remembered Tyrion's evaluation of the ruins of the Love Palace in the original book when he saw it - it was ten times bigger and a hundred times more beautiful than the Red Keep, and Ian felt that this was possible. Far more than that.

Whose dream is this? The ghost of Prince Guerin? Bridge of Dreams? Or the Mother River of Lorne itself?

If he didn't have the deepest nostalgia for the ancient Rhoynar civilization, he probably wouldn't have such a dream.

But Ian also knew that now was not the time for him to think carefully, because someone had already noticed these people. Their heavily armed appearance was really out of place here.

"Let's get out of here first." Ian turned around and ordered to the others.

Ian and his group quickly started moving to the west. I don’t know why. After seeing them leaving, the people in the garden withdrew their gazes, no longer paying attention to them, and did not call the guards, as if these uninvited guests had never appeared. Same.

Soon, Ian and the others arrived at the Bridge of Dreams. It was a huge wooden arch bridge, 40 feet high above the water. There were lighting lamps every other section on the bridge. Because it was daytime, those oil lamps were not illuminated. Light up.

They crossed the Bridge of Dreams without any abnormalities and entered the main city on the west bank of the river. For a city dominated by wooden buildings, this city is quite huge, perhaps no smaller than Volantis at first glance.

But think about it. In order to fight against the invasion of the Valyrian Free Fortress, Prince Guerin mobilized a full 250,000 troops. Without any financial resources, it may not be easy to produce an army of this number.

The only thing that worries Ian is what if such a dense wooden building encounters a fire? But the next moment he realized that his worries were unfounded. How could a civilization known for its water magic worry about fires?

After entering the main city, Ian and the others finally became less conspicuous. There were a large number of civilians and foreigners here, including mercenaries. Although Ian's equipment looks different from the ancient equipment of these mercenaries, at best it is just the fancy clothes of foreigners who are far away from Rhoynar.

At this time, Ian was somewhat grateful that he had brought the two red-robed monks and the Holy Fire Hands here armed. If they were allowed to appear here in red robes, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

The Lord of Light's sect is very ancient. Even if it can be traced back to the time and space where this dream originally occurred, the belief in the Red God has already existed. Ian didn't know the extent of the religious tolerance of the Rhoynar people, but he just warned his subordinates vigilantly. , don’t let these people who believe in water know that they believe in fire.

Near the Bridge of Dreams, Ian found a hotel to stay in. They did not have the currency of the ancient Rhoynar, nor did they know their language, but fortunately, gold was hard currency everywhere. Although the gold coins of Volantis were foreign money from an unknown distant place, when Ian placed three gold coins in front of the innkeeper, he still knowingly provided enough rooms to Ian and the others.