Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

The flames in her body burned her day and night, and the flames deformed her body.

She could feel her blood boiling and entangled with hunger and thirst, and the flames and blood rolled and tore in her internal organs and blood vessels. Extreme violence brought extreme pain.

The priest of the Red God closed his eyes and prayed, trying to calm the restlessness of the power.

She opened her eyes and stared at the flames.

The illusions that appeared and disappeared swayed in the flames.

She saw blood flowing from ships, countless corpses tumbling in the sea, and thick blood submerged in the sea. Shadows with huge wings hovered in the blue sky, and a tall and twisted monster with ten long arms wandered under the sea of ​​blood.

And in the more distant illusion.

She vaguely saw a pale and human-like strange thing, with broken and swollen limbs, scattered hair, and cheeks bitten by fish. The strange thing was silently observing at the bottom of the deep sea.

She also vaguely saw a group of flames in the sky like the aurora across the sky.

There were many strange things.

She felt extremely painful, her brain seemed to be boiling, and the surging power was like a violent tide, overcoming her spirit and will. In a trance, she seemed to see strange shadows flying, and then dissipated into mist.

Fremi's body trembled, black blood was smoking, flowing from her mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and flowing down her thighs. The heat wave was like a burning sword, drawing patterns on her skin.

She had an illusion that she was about to shatter and then dissipate.

A voice from a distant and strange place called her: "Fremi, burn." She saw herself burning, and the flames shot straight into the sky.

Her vision rose, and through the curtain of flames, she saw a broken world. The sky was covered with rolling red clouds, and ashes flew down from the dark sky, and the ashes in the sky swirled in the air. Burning rubble drew arcs in the air and flew over the crumbling earth.

On a high gray cliff, on the crumbling and fissuring earth, in the crumbling earth, there were hundreds of caves, red flames were burning, black sea water was violently surging, and there was white mist with a biting cold. Soon, all the illusions disappeared, leaving only countless skeletons and black shadows.

Skeletons of people, dragons, demons and monsters, and countless shadows of demons and monsters.

Skeletons represent death, and shadows represent demons and monsters.

In a trance, she heard a whispering sound, a word, dragon. The orange-red flames outlined a vague figure, which appeared and disappeared in front of her, like peeping at a looming shadow through rough glass. The shadow had three heads, one of which was blurry. She looked there, but could only see the horror of lightning and thunder. She didn't dare to look again, turned to his other head, and saw a faint colorful brilliance.

Suddenly, there was a throbbing in her heart, followed by extreme pain, and the flames surged in her flesh like whips.

She woke up.

"What did you see, Lady Fremy?" She looked at the corner of the room, where King Viserys was sitting, looking at her curiously.

She didn't seem to be surprised, and her tone was calm as usual: "You have given up the fate of Azor Ahai. But when the great war swept the world, do you think your strength is enough?" She could no longer glimpse King Viserys's future from the flames, nor could she peek into the fate of Azor Ahai.

Viserys did not give a direct answer, but asked: "I guess you have something to tell me, Lady Fremy, let's talk openly?" The tone was unexpectedly calm.

Fremi's red eyes flickered in the light of the lamp, and she asked calmly, "Do you have any questions for me?"

Viserys looked at the window edge of the tower, where a body bag was placed: "Do you know who is in it?"

She blinked her strange and blood-red eyes and answered calmly, "A sea monster."

Viserys asked, "Can you be more precise?"

Fremi smiled back, "Sea monster is not only a code name for his family, but also his essence."

This answer made Viserys nod his head: "Since you know, it means that the god you serve also knows, and your god is just like this. Let him do what he wants? "

Fremi answered vaguely: "The will of the gods cannot be guessed. Your Majesty, we are R'hllor's tools, and we exist for only one purpose - to stop the darkness. Do you understand?"

Viserys asked: "In R'hllor, to stop the darkness, you must first let the darkness fall?"

Fremi paused, as if thinking, or listening to her god's decree, and soon she answered: "The reason you don't understand is that the time has not come yet."

Fremi's words sounded as if R'hllor had other plans, perhaps planning to let the long night come, the power of the cold god come out together, and then strike back?

But it is difficult for Viserys to tell whether the consciousness born of these gods can make sufficiently complex strategies. And generally speaking, when one party chooses a strategy, it means that his power is either not strong enough, or he has other intentions in secret.

Viserys pressed on step by step: "Really? Why do I feel that your gods have fallen behind the gods and are slow to react in the great war you mentioned. "

"There are no gods, Your Majesty." She shook her head. "There are only two true gods. Not seven, not one, not a hundred, not a thousand, but two. One black, one white. One ice, one fire. Two true gods. The war between the two began from the beginning of the world. Before the judgment comes, everyone must choose a side. On one side is Allah R'hllor, the King of Light, the Heart of Holy Flame, the God of Shadow and Fire; on the other side is the ancient one. Not a Baratheon or a Targaryen, not a Greyjoy or a Lannister, not the Drowned God, the Storm God, the Seven or Green. The prophet is life and death, light and darkness."

Viserys probably understood. In the eyes of R'hllor, or in the eyes of his followers, the world is polarized, rather than all powers standing side by side. Only the Cold God is R'hllor's opponent. Others, even the "gods" with a certain ability to choose, such as the Drowned God and the Three-Eyed Raven. Even beings like Viserys who occupy the power of a "song" or a part of a "song" are only relative. Talk about a stronger existence. It's like they went from ordinary people in the battle between two great powers to princes who had to choose sides.

Viserys inexplicably thought that what he was experiencing now could be a proxy war? Or maybe their actions were unexpected emergencies from the so-called "True God", but the "True God", as a "big chess party" hiding behind the scenes to prepare for world war, is constantly adjusting its strategy with the intention of "True God" Do both sides have more solid hard power before actual contact?

However, the cold gods' alien ghosts all traveled from the extreme north to the south, and even took action in Braavos, but Viserys felt that he could not see what R'hllor had done.

And there is Euron. The long night in the prophecy is most likely caused by Euron, but since R'hllor knows all this, he sits back and does nothing.

It must be said that Viserys was full of doubts. He found himself unsure of what the Red God R'hllor was planning.

In comparison, the purpose of the Cold God is obviously easier to understand and more straightforward. As an alien god, the ultimate goal of the Cold God is obviously to transform the world into a world suitable for the survival of strange ghosts, and this natural and human beings and forests His son is hostile to everything that depends on the warm world for survival.

R'hllor seemed to be on the side of the light. He claimed to be the only true god without unifying human beliefs, but Viserys felt that what he was doing was running into obstacles and there was little effect.

Of course, there are people in the Riverlands who have used the Red God's magic weapon to resurrect the dead, and the priests of the Red God obviously have powers beyond ordinary people, but it's still not intuitive enough.

Just Viserys and Euron, two half-buckets of water, relying on the incomplete power of the Storm God, can control the wind and rain and make such a big noise on the sea. The Storm God and the Drowned God are even suspected of using their own methods to engage in a protracted divine war in the Storm Land.

R'hllor, who claims to be a true god, seems to have shown no great power.

Even Stannis was sent to the North by Viserys. Compared with the power that the cold god has shown, the power that R'hllor, one of the "true gods", has shown makes Viserys feel that the power of the two sides seems to be a bit unequal.

Viserys suddenly felt strange. R'hllor, who claims to be a true god, seems unable to do many things without the "believers", including the cold god who is also regarded as a "true god". It seems that he cannot do many things without the White Walkers.

But judging from the battle Viserys experienced with Euron, plus a glimpse of the battle between the Storm God and the Drowned God. Using the power of "song", they can change the celestial phenomena at will and cause wind, rain, thunder and lightning. And they are not the "true gods" mentioned by the Red God priest.

Viserys quickly realized the difference.

He and Euron can be called "demigods" for the time being, and without exception they have physical bodies. Similarly, although the Storm God has turned into bones, he is also a physical god.

Viserys quickly thought that it seemed that the power of "song" could be more powerful in the world when it had an entity. It is very likely that the Cold God and the Red God are conceptual gods without entities, so their power must be exerted through carriers.

So this creates a problem. Why is it considered wrong to project power onto entities like the Storm God?

Is it because the entity might be killed if power is placed on it? Viserys thought about the time when the Storm God projected his power onto the sea dragon Naga and gained unimaginable power. However, in the end he was defeated by the Drowned God and was dismembered and sealed. From then on, the power dissipated until Viserys traveled through The power awakened it again.

Projecting power into entities seems to carry the risk of possible backstabbing, but perhaps it's more than that.

Viserys suddenly thought that the Drowned God seemed to have some ulterior motive in sealing the power of the Storm God while retaining his faith and passing it on along with the Drowned God's faith.

Viserys couldn't help but ask: "Ms. Flemy, can I ask you to help me ask your god the definition of 'true god'. Is the incorporeal true god and the corporeal false god?"

Flemy replied: "You are blaspheming the true God, Your Majesty."

Viserys shook his head: "Then let me ask another question. I would like to ask you or your true god: Is the Drowned God a God with a physical body, or a God without a physical body?"

Flemy raised her eyes and stared at Viserys.

For a moment, Viserys felt as if there was a wave of heat in the air, and he saw a vague crimson flame burning in Fremy's eyes.

She looked at Viserys for a long moment without blinking.

Viserys watched the flames in Flemy's eyes swaying and changing, and he vaguely saw that behind the fire curtain... there seemed to be something... but it seemed like there was nothing.

There is only fire.

fire.

But Viserys had the feeling that he was looking at something, that something was seeing through him.

Fremi's eyes began to shed tears, and smoking bloody tears flowed from her scarlet eyes. But she didn't realize it and murmured: "Take the fire to Valyria."

It was a strange feeling. Viserys vaguely understood the meaning of what she was saying. It was as if R'hllor was speaking to him. The meaning behind what Flemy said was: the answer he asked for was in Valyria, and In exchange, he needs to take Fremi there.

Viserys couldn't help but ask: "Your power is strong enough, why do you need me?"

Fremi murmured again: "You, Storm. Assist the True God to bring a long summer that will never end."

Her voice was extremely quiet, but it rang especially clearly in Viserys' ears.

Viserys knew clearly in his heart: R'hllor promised him to give him the complete Song of Storms and let him become the Storm God, on the condition that he assist R'hllor, and the ultimate goal is to reshape the world and bring about never-ending The long summer.

Flemy's voice stopped. Viserys noticed that she was in a daze and seemed to be suffering from some kind of pain.

But the priest of the Red God had an astonishing will, as if he had the fate of the whole world on his shoulders. After a short period of confusion, she gradually woke up and began to pray devoutly: "R'hllor, Lord of Light, O Allah! Lead me!" I come out of the darkness, O Allah, please fill my heart with fire so that I can flatter you and shine with light.”

Viserys noticed that there seemed to be something strange about Fremi and took a closer look.

She is blind.

Viserys asked her, "What did you see and hear, Lady Flemy?"

She was also mentally disturbed: "Oh, Your Majesty. Thank you, I feel the eternal fire, bathed in the eternal shining light. I see, I see, the eternal burning flame. I hear, hear To the beeping sound of eternal flames. Oh, so you are always with me, R'hllor, the heart of the flame, the light that guides me!"

Viserys' lips tightened.

He has realized that the flames on Fremi's body are the real power of the Red God, and even contain the Red God's will.

Although R'hllor did not answer Viserys's question, Viserys could probably guess the slightest possibility: the Red God and the Drowned God seemed to have reached some kind of cooperation; the Red God's purpose was to bring the world back to life. Shape it and create a world where the long summer never ends; the power of the Storm God sought by the Drowned God may only be used as a temporary prop instead of taking it as his own, and may be handed over to R'hllor after use.

Viserys felt inexplicably uneasy. He and Euron only occupied part of the Storm God's power and made such a big splash on the naval battle battlefield. And if the Drowned God used the power of the Storm God unscrupulously, how big would it be? Momentum?

The months-long rainstorms in the Stormlands may be just a preview. What will come next along the River Essos's Rhoyne River may be the real power of moving mountains and reclaiming seas.

And R'hllor seemed to finally face Viserys, and the Apparition extended an olive branch to him. Viserys hesitated. No matter which god he cooperated with, in his eyes, he was seeking the skin of a tiger. They may not be omniscient and omnipotent, but for now, they are certainly not dumb prayer-answering machines.

Viserys looked at Fremi who was praying devoutly for a long time, lost in thought.