The ancient Nightfort and The Wall were born together and fell into ruin alongside The Night's Watch.
It had been abandoned for over two hundred years. Without a doubt, every wisp of air here was saturated with decay and desolation, and every inch of the view was filled with broken, barren sights.
Beneath the sunset glow, Joffrey and the others stepped inside, startling the fat rats in the dark corners from time to time.
What did they survive on? No one knew.
"Lead the way, be quick." Benjen and a few black brothers stared closely at Osha's every move.
Osha walked silently at the very front, exploring the path to the kitchen based on memory and traces on the ground. The deep well and the stairs within it were there, and the black gate was there.
Joffrey's figure rose and fell rhythmically as Rainwater walked beneath him. He had to admit, once you got used to it, it was quite fun.
Tyrion's gaze remained fixed almost entirely on his left arm, as if he could see the small glowing piece inside through skin and flesh. This thing was called the "Magic Web Core 1.0 Official Version".
That was right, Tyrion had become Joffrey's second test subject. Jon was the third.
Joffrey had also reached a crucial conclusion: the location of the implanted core had no effect on the collection and conversion of source energy or magic energy.
In other words, Osha's version of the core had already been declared obsolete.
After all, implanting it from parts like the wrist was always more acceptable to people than stuffing it directly into the brain, making it better suited for promotion and popularization.
Yet the changes in the "Magic Web Core 1.0 Official Version" did not stop at just this point.
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