Quanyou: I loaded the Demon Hunter system

Chapter 268 is alive

Jon Snow's blood was about to freeze.

His expression was indescribable, a little frightened, a little dignified, and a little unbelievable.

Because, in front of him, a pit appeared in the bulging abdomen of this black plant.

The inside is not the vine texture that Jon Snow imagined.

Rather... a black-red fleshy substance.

This in itself was scary enough, however, when he saw two things growing out of the flesh and blood tissue, like blood vessels, and wrapped in things like vines.

Only then did he realize that he was actually afraid.

The black-red thing that seemed to be still pulsating was tightly entwining a gray direwolf and a pitch-black crow.

those things...

From their mouths, nostrils, and various parts of their bodies, they were inserted into their bodies fiercely.

This extremely weird scene, under this huge vine full of plant fragrance, looks weird and dangerous.

Jon Snow subconsciously let out a low cry, stepped back a few steps, was accidentally knocked down by the slippery dead leaves on the ground, and sat down on the ground.

He pulled out the short stick at his waist all at once, and pointed straight at the thing he never wanted to see again.

The soldier's intuition told him that this place was extremely dangerous.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no attack as he imagined.

In the entire underground space, there were only the low and rapid breathing of Jon Snow, and the inaudible but real pulsating sound.

And what was left was the weird murmur that came from nowhere and seemed to tear Jon Snow's eardrums open and penetrate directly into his brain.

"help me……"

"Tell Clay Manderly they're coming..."

"The second ice in the wind and snow is not... the time to open the door."

"Time is running out……"

Gritting his teeth and standing up, Jon Snow's strange sense of honor did not allow himself to be so embarrassed.

If the people in Castle Black saw this, they would have to laugh at themselves until they were frozen to death on the bed.

thought Jon.

He forced himself to muster up courage, and with great perseverance, he set his eyes on the lump again.

Jon Snow could hear clearly, among the intermittent murmurs, only the name Clay Manderly was real.

He couldn't understand the rest of the words.

But at least, being able to call out the name Clay Mandalay is still within the scope of my own understanding.

If it turned into an obscure voice, Jon Snow would be helpless.

What he wanted to know now was why the voice called him over and called Clay's name.

Also, what the hell is that... thing?
Jon Snow swallowed hard, and took a deep breath of air that he no longer found sweet.

walked over.

……

Clay, who didn't know what was going on in the north, was in the process of riding to Harrenhal at this time.

It is not an easy road from Stonewall City to Harrenhal.

Moreover, their current goal is not Harrenhal, but to find a way to catch up and bite Jon Royce's ass.

After all, a defeated general who has lost his fighting spirit is a good time to beat the dog in the water.

If you don't do it now, there will be no good opportunities later.

Clay's army, the cavalry and infantry were separated, and the cavalry was used to intercept the army's way back east. After the infantry army arrived, a battle could be launched.

However, due to the heavy dark clouds that shrouded the entire central part of Westeros some time ago, the entire riverside area was completely rotten.

Marching on bad ground, it is impossible to get up quickly, and it is extremely exhausting for the horses and people.

The horse has to work hard to get its hooves out of the mud.

It's the same for people. Is there any material that is completely waterproof these days? One foot is deep and the other is shallow, and the feet will soon start to itch.

Presumably, the situation with Jon Royce is similar to his own.

This is what Clay said when he was talking to his generals.

This morning, Clay got on his horse. It wasn't long before the army set off. For no reason, Clay suddenly felt a little flustered.

An inexplicable sense of anger flooded into his mind.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized what it was like.

This is the emotion conveyed to him by his own dragon Gelesos!
Clay's bond with the dragon was much deeper than Daenerys' bond with Drogon, whom she had just ridden on.

What Gelesos thinks, if Clay touches it, he can understand it.

Although one person and one dragon are very far away now, Clay can still feel Gelesos's extremely strong emotions.

The reason why I didn't say it before is because Clay was too lazy to say it.

Apart from eating every day, all kinds of food, and the pleasure of bullying Drogon, Clay really has no way to describe the life of this dragon in Dorne.

Wrestling in the blood in the north, it fell asleep on the warm meadow.

I can't think about it, this comparison makes my liver hurt.

But now, this sudden feeling of anger, mixed with a hint of pain, made Clay understand that Gelesos must be fighting something.

Clay thinks it's human.

Just before she left, the three little dragons of Daenerys were not enough to make Gelesos have such a big reaction.

All three of them were no match for Gelesos, not to mention that among the three brothers, Drogon was fierce, Regomang, and Viserion was a coward.

Moreover, the three brothers have never fought together since childhood.

Gelesos has already subdued the three of them, and there is no possibility of resisting with his life.

Therefore, if it is not a dragon, it can only be a human.

And being able to be hurt by others, Clay said from the bottom of his heart, even if Gelesos climbed to the ground, you couldn't cut through its thick dragon scales even if you slashed hard.

For no reason, Clay thought of the Olympic champion Night King of Westeros. To be precise, he remembered the javelin in his hand.

The so-called powerful flying brick is the most powerful. This kind of spear is a sharp weapon for slaying dragons.

Who is Gailesos messing with?

Did it go to someone's house to burn the house?
Shouldn't it be in Dorne?
A series of question marks popped up in Clay's mind.

He knew that the current Gelesos should have suffered a little injury, because 90.00% of its emotions were anger, and only a tiny bit of it was pain.

This is not a big problem.

Clay, as a nobleman with strong roots, is very aware of how expensive city defense crossbows capable of directing air are these days.

From the wood used to make the city defense crossbow, to the machine spring inside, and those heavy iron crossbow bolts, it is not something that the little nobles can play with.

The most is to put a whole one on top of your own castle. Most of the city defense crossbows in Westeros, from the time it was built to the time when it was rusted to death by rust and lost its function, have never been fired once.

Gelesos was unlucky enough to receive an arrow. It was already the luck of drinking cold water and hitting his heels when he farted. According to Clay's understanding of his own dragon, now, those city guard crossbows must have died. Burnt to ashes.

Clay rubbed his chin. This couldn't happen in Dorne, so it could only be in the Stormlands or the Reach where Dorne meets.

I don't know who doesn't have eyes, dare to shoot Lao Tzu's dragon?

What kind of new pose is this looking for death?
I'm busy in the north, and I don't have time to pay attention to you guys now. When I return to Dorne, Grandpa, I will let you fully understand what is called the true dragon's wrath!
Gotta find a way to get in touch with Daenerys.

Clay thought.

He had to ask this woman, what did she think of her family?
The established strategy now is to let Renly and Stannis dog bite the dog. What's the matter with you sneaking into other people's backyards and setting them on fire?
What if this makes the two bucks lose their strength and turn against us?
Do you think you don't have enough things to do in the north?

Make it harder for yourself, right?
……

Jon Snow finally came to the feet of this vine man again, his eyes were fixed on the two clusters in the center, and he refused to move away no matter what.

At this moment, he could clearly see the whole picture of the two clumps.

But immediately, he discovered something else that shocked him extremely.

For example, that little silver-gray wolf was undoubtedly a direwolf, Jon Snow could be sure.

But the question is, why does this direwolf look so familiar to him?
this is not……

Bran's summer?

Jon Snow rubbed his eyes hard, he thought he was hallucinating.

But unfortunately, in front of him, this guy who was entangled by strange things and had a wolf face full of pain was really Bran's direwolf Summer, and it seemed to be still alive, but he couldn't wake up.

On the other side, the pitch-black crow that ordinary people in the northern borders hate, is not a problem in terms of appearance alone, and it is bigger than ordinary crows.

But the problem is, on its forehead.

Jon Xunno saw three eyes.

Also as black as ink.

But it opened very wide.

However, in the eye sockets of the three eyes, black and red plasma oozes out.

It dripped from the black crow's feathers, and the strange fleshy base that fell on the bottom was quickly absorbed.

Jon Snow heard it clearly, the murmur that seemed to have no source, when he approached the vine man, the volume increased a little.

In other words, the sound came from the two clumps in front of him.

Jon Snow's palms were shaking.

In his more than ten years of life, he has never seen such a scene, even in his deepest nightmare.

But now, he has to make a choice.

The illegitimate son of Winterfell bent down, resisting his fear and anxiety, and stretched his ears near the two lumps of flesh that made him almost sick.

He had to figure out who was making the sound.

The only name he could understand was Clay Manderly, and that was the most crucial piece of information.

The people of the North believe in the Old Gods, and so certainly does Jon Snow.

For everything in front of him, apart from being related to God, he couldn't find another explanation that he could convince himself.

Carefully collecting every syllable whispered in his ear, finally, Jon Snow suddenly turned his head.

Because, he has already confirmed that this voice came from the slightly opened short beak of this pitch-black crow.

However, just when he turned his head and wanted to take a closer look at this guy.

The three bleeding eyes moved at the same time, and then looked at him at the same time.

In an instant, the hairs all over Jon Snow exploded.

This thing...is alive!

Then, he heard another sentence:

He said:

"Tell Clay Mandalay everything here, and he will understand."

"Remember, you must remind him that we don't have time..."

(End of this chapter)