Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

Long Zell didn't speak, just looked at the motionless "Raven" in the ring of fire with a smile.

The raven still wanted to struggle, but found that he seemed to be tightly bound by something in this small body. He could not break away and return to nature. He could only look at the man with a motionless smile on his face. Ronzel.

Finally, he let out a frustrated "croak". Explain patiently.

"Quack, Your Highness, this is different from what was promised. Quack, Brynden Rivers, my successor. Quack, he should have grown up among those noble bastards, quack, excluding the bastards of Daemon Waters. Big, croak, time will teach him how to use the fate given to him His magical talent will also guide him on the established track. Then he will naturally get close to your family. Gua, because he will learn to use unscrupulous means in intrigues and learn to choose allies. Gua, you should not bring him with you. Return to Dragon Nest City to cultivate”

Long Zell looked at the three-eyed crow covered in raven skin quietly. He didn't say a word, but the hoarse and unpleasant ancient language in the raven's mouth gradually became quiet.

"Your Highness, let me tell you clearly, the torrent of fate and the finale of the great movement are inevitable and cannot be defied, because this is the will of the world. This world was born from the song of water and earth, and in the song of ice and fire Destruction, rebirth, cycle over and over, endless reincarnation. Even if you prevent the death of the dragon and the fading of magic, this also means the counterattack of the Chapter of Ice It will be more violent. In the era when the dragon disappears, when the Chapter of Ice is played and the long night comes, there may only be a few hundred ice-eyed kings who have revived, and their partners may be only ice spiders and corpse horses, but now the dragon still exists, The glass candle in the Immortal Temple of the East still burns forever, the great temple of the Red God still has its sacred fire, and the magic capital of Asshai still has no sun.”

The raven stood up slowly, letting the flames ignite its feathers. Long Zell raised his hand, and the red flames emitting blood followed the feathers and swallowed the whole raven in the blink of an eye.

But the ordinary raven did not turn into a pile of charcoal. The flames flowed between the feathers, and the flesh gradually carbonized, revealing ice-blue, gem-like bones. The raven's skull cracked in the flames, drop by drop. The blood-colored eyes that were spinning around struggled to come out of the bones, and the ever-changing eyes reflected Long Zell's face.

But the old man's face kept changing, from a normal human being, to a burning silver flame, to a roaring dragon, and finally returned to his normal human form.

"If magic still exists, then when the red omen sweeps across the sky, the final movement played will be extremely strong, even more dangerous than the long night brought by the Blood Stone King. At that time, tens of thousands of Ice-Eyed Kings will wake up. , the ice dragon sleeping under the ice sea will also revive, bringing the cold winter to the ocean, and the devil's grass will also swallow everything in the eastern continent, whether it is centaurs or deserts."

"What do you want to say, Three-Eyed Crow." Long Zell said calmly: "If you want me to cooperate with you in cutting down the dragon, then I can only apologize." He picked up the hot drink prepared by the attendant in advance and said, He took a shallow sip and said, "As an old god, oh, or a person from the previous era, The agent, the Three-Eyed Crow, you also know very well that magic is also the source of supporting this world. The dragon was born from magic. It is a creation of the Song of Ice and Fire and a symbol of the Song of Fire. Perhaps the reduction of the dragon is a symbol The weakening of the Song of Fire will also affect the intensity of the Song of Ice.”

He sat up straight: "But why?" He stared at the blood-red third eye of the Three-Eyed Crow with his deep purple eyes and said calmly.

"The dragon dies. When the red dragon slips from the sky, the final movement begins, and the dragon will be reborn. The long night may not be so violent at first, and it will leave more time for the world, but you can guarantee it. Do people really know this?"

He pushed the hot drink in front of the Flame Raven, who was obviously unable to eat or drink: "They won't. The Stark family has almost forgotten the existence of the White Walkers. Even now, Duke Cregan remembers the responsibility and the legend. It's because he is Cregan Stark, there is no guarantee that his successors will still believe this."

Ronzel sneered: "They will only continue to play the game of power."

"You are already a winner, Your Highness." The Three-Eyed Crow interjected: "You have gained power and strength."

"I remember, my children remember, and my children's children also remember." Long Zell did not care about the interruption of the three-eyed crow: "The newborn dragon symbolizes the revival of magic and will also strengthen the power of ice. The power of song is just a matter of time, can you understand? "

"But. But"

The three-eyed crow wanted to say something anxiously, but in the end Long Zell did not give it this chance, and it could only swallow what it wanted to say.

As the most powerful magician outside the Great Wall, the Three-Eyed Crow, or the leader of the Green Seer symbolized by the Three-Eyed Crow, knew very well what Longzell meant.

The final chapter of Song of Ice and Fire is the climax of Song of Ice. The long night falls, the destruction of the world begins, the ancient heroes are resurrected, and the casting of the King's Sword is reenacted.

Azor Ahai sacrificed his wife in exchange for the "Lightbringer", ending the last Long Night.

This time, it's how it should end.

Whatever "Lightbringer" actually is, this is how it should end.

The Three-Eyed Crow's plan is to make the dragon that represents the magic of the Song of Fire system disappear, weaken the power of the Song of Ice, and buy enough time to give birth to the reincarnated hero. The final solution to the long night of terror that is bound to come.

The arrival of Long Zell and the others, as well as the prosperity of the dragon, disrupted this old plan.

But the Three-Eyed Crow and the others can't be affected.

How is it possible to prevent these guys who have been secretly influencing the world for countless centuries from breaking through?

After all, the Crimson Red Mountain Range is not the Fourteen Fire Peaks, so it won’t have such an impact.

"Three-Eyed Crow, go back and tell you, the representatives of these guys who represent different fragments, not to do those meaningless things anymore." Long Zell sighed, spread his palms, and reached out to the man who was covered in fire. Three-Eyed Raven. "Even if dragons will fall in the future because of this boring game, it will not cause a real decline of vitality."

He paused.

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"Even if I am gone, I still have my son and grandson." He continued: "I will also let my children respond to that prophecy. After all, that is why I came here."

The raven, which only had ice-blue bones and a slippery third eye left, croaked and jumped onto Long Zell's hand.

"Long Zell, actually we thought you were the agent of the Song of Fire's will at first. Those fools who have no background and believe in the so-called 'god' think you are the agent of the Red God. But those of us who have insight into the facts The old guy knows better." The three-eyed crow croaked as its ice-blue bones disintegrated and gradually turned into dust. "Later we discovered that you turned out to be this kind of guy. Well, you win, you can do whatever you like. As long as you are still willing to take on this responsibility, we old guys can rest easy."

"By the way, there's one more thing." The three-eyed crow croaked, having already compromised: "Remember to go to Sothoros, where there are gifts left to you from the previous era."

Long Zell nodded. It looked like there was only a puddle of blue dust left on his hands.

"That's Dan's job, and the kid can't wait."

Long Zell suddenly smiled.