Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 998 Woohoo, Your Majesty, please make the decision for us
"Your Majesty, my lords, the Moonsinger Temple is very beautiful in Braavos, and I am very satisfied, and I am grateful for the current treatment, but we don't have a big backer behind us!" Priest Zanya burst into tears, ashamed and sad Said: "I wanted to inform His Majesty at the first moment, but in the next moment, a bigger crisis came to my heart"

"What crisis?" Sea King suppressed the resentment in his heart, and said in surprise: "Could it be that the Faceless Man from the House of Black and White is threatening you?"

The old woman with a big head and a dry face said with a wry smile: "How can the Faceless make me afraid? The crisis comes from the gods and cold gods.

I discovered the secret of the House of Black and White through prophecy, and then the city-state gods and cold gods knew that I knew it.

None of them wanted me to make this public immediately.

In prophecy, I see the consequences of my disobedience to their will.

Not only will immediate misfortune happen to me, but Braavos will also be the center of a plague of the living dead. "

"Isn't the God of Cold in Westeros?" a doctor wondered.

The old woman sighed: "Our world is like a leaky house, Westeros is at the door of the house, and the cold god and the White Walker were outside the house before.

The White Walkers enter the gate from outside the house, and when they occupy enough space in the house, the cold god can fully enter the house.

At that time, the cold god and the dragon queen will run wild in our world like other gods.

Before that, Hanshen could also interfere in a limited area of ​​the house, and wherever the other ghosts went, that was the scope of his intervention.

The most dangerous place is of course Westeros, but there are White Walkers in Braavos too! "

"If you had reported the matter to the Black and White Academy earlier, we would have eradicated the strange ghosts immediately, wouldn't we have cut off the tentacles of the Cold God?" Sea King said.

"Yes, since the God of Cold is still outside, why should we be afraid of his false threats?" The caretaker and Doctor City also complained.

"You don't understand!" The old woman stomped her cane and said in a loud voice, "I saw the consequences of taking action against the House of Black and White in the prophecy.

After the believers of the God of Many Faces die, their bodies will be sent to the House of Black and White, their skins will be peeled off, and their bones will be stored in the tomb.

The House of Black and White is Braavos's catacombs!

Hundreds of Faceless White Walkers have accumulated there, more than a hundred thousand ghouls.

Once the plague of the living dead breaks out, Braavos will fall in half a day.

Do you know the encounter between Casterly Rock City and Port Lannister?
Even if there is a three-eyed crow who knows everything, and a dragon queen who is as powerful as a god, the Daxin harbor city with a population of several hundred thousand will turn into a ghost overnight. "

"Braavos is not the same as it is now, and the subversion is in an instant?" Sea King said desperately.

"No," the crone shook her head strangely. "Have you forgotten? The Faceless White Walkers of the House of Black and White have already left Braavos, and they have taken a large number of ghoul warriors with them."

"Uh..." In the Sea King Palace, everyone looked strange.

The old woman shook her head and sighed: "Of course I am not an ignorant person, the continent of Essos has fallen, how can Braavos survive alone?

But I don't have the ability to spread the news at all!

The Moonsinger originated from the Jiugesnai Grassland. He is a priest of the Zebra tribe. His history is shallow and he has no powerful gods to rely on.

Any god or demon can break into the temple and crush me to death.

If I pretend to be deaf and dumb, I can still protect myself.

If I am stubborn, the result will not change, but I and the priests of the temple will definitely die clearly, without leaving any flaws. "

The sea king was puzzled: "Braavos is open to every god, why do the gods treat us like this?"

"Sadly, the gods didn't target us at all, they seem to be playing a bigger game of chess." The old woman said helplessly.

"What plan is more important than the safety of the entire Essos continent?" Haiwang could hardly suppress his anger, his eyes were red and his face was full of anger.

"I'm not a god, so I don't know much about the secrets of the gods, and I don't dare to inquire, but it must be related to the Dragon Queen. Either, ask the Dragon Queen; or, go to the island of gods, and ask the priests of the major temples."

After thinking for a moment, the old woman suggested: "Your Majesty, I suggest that you gather all the priests together and have a frank and honest discussion.

Whether Braavos will survive the long night depends on the help of the gods, and the Dragon Queen will never help us. "

"Why? Although the Dragon Queen has had quarrels with us, she is always human and cares more about human survival than gods.

Regardless of whether she is the savior or not, at least she has been dealing with the White Walkers, and after discovering the conspiracy of the Faceless White Walkers, she also gave us a warning as soon as possible. "Sea King wondered.

"The Dragon Queen doesn't dare to leave Westeros, the gods obviously want to harm her. Look at what happened to the preaching team, Your Majesty and all the adults should understand." The old Moonsinger said.

Neptune sighed and arranged for the court nobles to go to the island of the gods to invite the priests of the major temples.

When Valyria ruled the world, they hunted slaves crazily. Except for the people of Westeros, even the distant Jogosnai Grassland was the domain of the Dragon King's slave hunting team.

Slaves come from all nations and have different beliefs, and Braavos is the city founded by escaped slaves.

Therefore, this city-state has the most lenient belief policy.

The first generation of Neptune even vacated an island in the center of the city to build temples for all the gods in the world.

Mighty gods had temples, and many more were forgotten by men, leaving only a small shrine among others in the Sanctuary—a great brick building covered in moss.

The first to arrive were the Nas people with dark skin and golden eyes.

"His Majesty the King of the Sea, the God of Harmony never leaves Nas Island, nor does he participate in the disputes among the gods. I'm afraid he won't be able to provide much help to Braavos." The Nas man kowtowed.

Neptune also knows the style of the butterfly elf on Nass Island, so he doesn't feel too sorry. He just asks, "Can the God of Harmony tell me something about the grievances between the gods and the Dragon Queen?"

"The gods formed an organization called the 'Justice League', claiming that the Dragon Queen is the 'King of the Cthulhu', who will direct the 'Long Night of the Gods' at the end of the era." Heipinas said humanely.

"I know all of this, is there any more secret news?" Neptune asked.

"Your Majesty, my lord has never issued an oracle. I heard the above news from other monks when I visited the island of Gods." The Nass said helplessly.

Neptune waved his hand dumbly, telling him to get out.

"Wuuu, Your Majesty, my master was beaten to death by Qizang, you have to decide for us!" The second person who came in was an old woman in a black robe, exuding a pungent smell mixed with various perfumes.

As soon as he entered the door, he cried to Haiwang with snot and tears.

"Priest Helen, has the Weeping Lady fallen?" Sea King asked in surprise.

"Your Majesty, the Weeping Lady is the goddess Murthea, just like the Madonna of the Seven Gods and the Stranger. The Weeping Lady is the god of poison and death." Zanza the Zebra whispered.

The image of the Weeping Lady is an ugly old woman. It is a new priesthood that the goddess has gathered in the last thousand years.

It is still very far away from the song of the law, and it can only barely form a priesthood.

"I can't even defeat Qizang, the weeping lady. What can I do as a mortal?"

Neptune waved his hand, and the waiter took the old woman who had lost her spirit away.

"Your Majesty, my lord's statue was cracked two months ago, he, he blah blah, my lord was beaten to death by Qizang!" the olive-skinned Tyroshi wailed.

The corner of Haiwang's mouth twitched, "I heard that Qizang accompanied the Grand Duke to sacrifice three lambs in the triangular tower during his stay in Tylosh?"

"Qizang is an evil monk with a mask. His hypocrisy and shamelessness are known to the whole world." The priest of the three-headed god cried.

Haiwang waved his hand, "Take the priest to the side hall for a glass of wine and relax."

"Your Majesty, my lord has perished! The idol is cracked, and I can't sense His existence at all, woo woo woo." The barefoot eunuch wearing a hooded hood cried sharply.

Haiwang was dumbfounded, "It was also killed by Qizang?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure." The eunuch said.

Haiwang frowned and said, "Boasi, the blind god, advocates absolute desire and seeking the principles of heaven. You even gave up your names and genitals. Why did you go to kill Qizang?"

"I don't know, woo woo woo."

Haiwang waved his hand, the eunuch was taken down, and another white-haired old priest walked into the hall with tears on his face.

The old priest didn't speak, but gestured with his hands sadly.

"Hey, the stone statue of the silent god is also cracked? Or was he beaten to death by Qizang?" Hai Wang lamented.

The god of silence, the god of silence, also has a stone temple on the island of gods.

The old priest nodded in despair.

Even if the gods he believed in fell, he did not give up the teachings he had insisted on all his life.

The old zebra woman sighed: "As long as the gods have fallen recently, don't ask, they were all beaten to death by Qizang with the palm of the Holy Mother."

Neptune waved his hand, and the next high priest entered the hall.

"Woooooooo, Your Majesty, please be the master for us. The silver-leaved golden tree in the garden of Zerene is dead, and my lord has died, woooooooo."

Zerene is a god whose image is a hundred-foot gilded tree covered with silver leaves.

Haiwang rubbed his face and said helplessly, "Call them all in."

The head of the palace took orders and soon brought more than 50 elderly priests from outside the palace.

All kinds of priestly robes are colorful.

Various skin tones, black and white, brown and yellow.

Men and women, with garbled accents.

Haiwang said: "Let's talk about it, which temple's statue is cracked, and then the main god can't be sensed?"

"I woo woo woo, my lord was beaten to death by Qizang!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Qizang, it must be Qizang, my master also lost contact a month and a half ago."

"Your Majesty, please be the master for us, Qizang dog thief, who murdered my lord, we will wait with him."

In an instant, the palace was boiling, and many priests cried and accused Qizang of his viciousness.

Neptune's head swelled when he heard it.

He pressed his temples to calm everyone down, and then changed his words, "Braavosi is in a catastrophe and needs help from the gods. May I ask, my lord priests, which of your gods is still alive and can be contacted immediately? "

There was a large group of people standing below, but all of them shut their mouths tightly, blinked their eyes, and looked around.

Neptune also widened his eyes full of expectation, and patrolled the crowd one by one.

For a while, the palace fell into an embarrassing silence.

——Could it be that all the gods went to hunt and kill Qizang, and then they were all turned into ashes by the palm of the Holy Mother?
While the old Moonsinger Zanza felt the absurdity, he suddenly felt an embarrassing joy: the Temple of the Moonsinger, who has a shallow background, can finally dominate Braavos?
"Ahem, Your Majesty, I don't know what you want to contact my lord for?" After a long time, someone spoke.

(End of this chapter)