The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

The sabre fell at Tyrion's feet.

when!

There was another crisp sound.

Tyrion's dagger fell off.

Tyrion didn't even see who left it.

As if his saber and short dagger had fallen out of thin air.

Tyrion has also seen these similar tricks. They are all small tricks used by jesters to please the lord. It is not surprising that they are a little blind.

He picked up the saber and the dagger, strapped the sword around his body, and put the dagger around his waist.

"Everyone..." Tyrion's eyes turned quickly. He was considering whether to call these strange people an adult or a prophet. The first time he saw so many people the same height as himself, there was a strange emotion in his heart that could not be said. "Son of the forest, I am Tyrion Lannister..." This is the second time he introduces himself. He feels it is necessary to come officially... In order to leave alive with his three-inch tongue... …

"You are not called Tyrion Lannister, you are Cocaa Bitter Buddha." The ancient voice sounded again, as if he had just awakened from a long sleep.

Tyrion did not see the mouth opening and closing of the giant tree's face this time. The sound came from the sky, the ground, and the air. This sound was everywhere, without sorrow or joy.

It seemed that the treants could not hear the voice, and Tyrion watched that they would not fall from the tree no matter what form they were in. They are like human-shaped fruits growing on this giant tree.

I don't know how many tree houses and tree people there are on the giant branches that reach into the sky.

The children of the forest who have been living here since the dawn era, if the ability to reproduce is strong enough, I don't know how many children of the forest have gathered here. Shenyan Lake is too huge to provide them with plenty of fish. The land under Tyrion's feet was also invisible, with hills rolling in the distance. ——But maybe it was an illusion created by the magic of the children of the forest. In the lives of humans and humanoids, the children of the forest are people who are naturally close to magic.

Tyrion heard his new name, but felt nothing.

Coca Acridine Bit Buddha!

He wanted to laugh.

But he couldn't laugh.

He escaped alive from the Red Fort dungeon of King's Landing with an exchange vow of his life. That vow included coming here. He had completed this vow, but the people who came with him were gone. -Maybe they all drowned? Impossible, Tyrion made a judgment.

There are various signs that the Son of the Forest has no ill will towards him.

Tyrion Lannister said: "Well, the name is just a symbol of a person, can you allow me to leave?" He said to the ancient and intangible voice.

"Don't you want to leave with your friends?" the old voice said with a sigh.

"I really want to." Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief. His judgment is correct, does that mean that some of his other thoughts are also correct...

"Well, please take a closer look. Coca-Acryl Bit Buddha." said the ancient voice.

"I'm watching carefully." Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief. He is very worried that he has anything to do with these mysterious forest children. He is not familiar with them, does not understand them, and he has no talent for affinity with magic. Although Lord Will insists that he come here for a reason, he He also saw his face carved on the wall of the huge tree, but he instinctively refused to accept some obvious information.

He was afraid of a brand new self, a world that was completely unfamiliar but somehow related to him... Everything was incredible... strange and mysterious... it was like a curse that went wrong.

Faintly, there was thunder in the distance.

The rumbling of thunder came closer and closer, and the ground began to tremble.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the leaves began to rattle.

The four closest sons of the forest: Green, Red, Gold and White quickly climbed up and disappeared in the blood-red palm leaves. Countless children of the forest entered the tree house on the tree like light and shadow.

In the fiercer wind, the leaves were blown away, and Tyrion saw that there were so many tree houses, layered on top of each other, with no end in sight.

The wind turned into a hurricane, but it avoided Tyrion's position.

He was frightened, but he didn't dare to move: the hurricane was raging around him, with a lot of water droplets. As soon as he moved, he would crash into the hurricane and mist.

There was a loud bang, the clear sky thundered, and the ground trembled.

Tyrion felt like an ancient beast was about to emerge from the ground.

The hurricane came from an invisible lake in the distance, with a lot of splashing water, like a dancing gray-blue dragon. The dragon’s minions swept across the ground, rolling up the sand and rocks, and Tyrion saw Under the land that was swept by the hurricane dragon, it was not the body of mud and rock, but the pale white of human skin—the color of the bark of fish beam wood.

Tyrion was shocked. Could it be that the island at his feet is actually just a stump of a giant tree?

A fish-beam tree standing in the center of the lake is Qianmianyu itself?

Tyrion couldn't believe it.

What kind of divine power will create such a giant tree. If so, the nine wonders of the world are nothing compared to this giant tree.

Moreover, there is no such record in ancient books.

Tyrion thought he was wrong: Thousand Faces Island must be a thousand fish beams, but now he only saw one face counted by one. These are not recorded in ancient books.

This hurricane dragon swept past Tyrion, scattered into a torrential rain, and washed the face of the ancient tree from the head, but avoided where Tyrion was standing.

Only some water mist splashed on him, soft as mist, without any impact force. It's not as good as the little girl's finger.

The hurricane dissipated, but in the distance, a stronger thunder sounded, like the sound of ten thousand iron hoofs galloping. This time, the giant trees were trembling.

Tyrion's face was bloodless, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. ——The whole ground is trembling, as if the whole ground is about to burst from it.

Such prestige is no longer human, only divine power.

In the distance, one on the left and one on the right, flashing sparks, flying over two large blue glass. ——But it is not actually glass, but two blue lakes.

One side of the lake came faster, and Tyrion only glanced at its shape and saw that it was a topographic map of the Westeros continent where the lake condensed.

On the other side, the lake on the left condenses into the shape of the Essos continent on the opposite side of the narrow sea.

Tyrion has a wide range of books, history and astronomy in the ground. He just glanced at it, and it was clear to his chest.

Two continents condensed by two lakes.

He stood on the spot, like a human dwarf sculpture.

Water waves protrude from the tails of the two continents, and the two waves are connected together to form a channel, connecting the two continents together.

Tyrion's eyes widened to the extreme, and his mouth widened to the extreme. He understood what this meant. This was at the beginning of ten thousand years ago, before the ancestors attacked the continent of Westeros. The continent of Trou is actually an entire continent connected together. The narrow sea nowadays is just a wind shelter in the middle of the continent at that time.

The place that connects two continents into one continent is called the Dorn Arm by later generations of human wise men.