With a deep dragon roar, King Ghidorah's wings spread out violently, whipping up a violent airflow, and its huge body broke through the cold wind ahead.
Acmot, Viserion and Vermax followed closely behind. The four Dragons galloped away under the gray sky towards the ancient Weirwood in Viserys's memory.
The wind and snow whistled in their ears. Viserys sat on the back of King Ghidorah's neck, closing his eyes to rest. He seemed to be relaxed now, but in fact, his mental power was spreading around like a tide, and he was keenly aware of any flow of breath around him.
Although the message sent by Others just now has been intercepted by him, since Night's King already know their existence, their next journey will definitely not be peaceful.
Daenerys was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke softly and said, "Older Brother, if you are, as they say, a more suitable container than Night's King, then will you also..."
"Dany." Viserys interrupted her directly and said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "I am not Night's King."
He paused, turned to look at Daenerys, her purple pupils under Silver-Haired Figure looked very deep in the dusk, and said, "Death can be a tool in my hands, but it will never become my master."
Daenerys looked at Viserys blankly, and finally nodded without saying anything.
The two continued to move forward, and the snow in the north became heavier and heavier. When the dilapidated Altar completely disappeared under Viserys's mental observation, a very light wolf howled faintly in the distance, but compared with the wolf howl in the south, it was more like Old Tongue emerging from another world.
"It's Direwolf, Older Brother. Do you think after we defeat Cold God and Night's King, do you still have a chance to see Direwolf in Beyond the Wall?" Daenerys said that because she was on good terms with Arya, she had a good attitude towards Direwolf. She often heard from Arya, and of course she didn't want them all to die in Beyond the Wall.
Viserys didn't answer, but just held her hand tightly. King Ghidorah under them was also faster, because in addition to Direwolf, he also sensed some other breaths.
It was precisely because of those auras that Direwolf screamed. Judging from the auras emitted by those Others, they were obviously not Viserys's opponents, but they were still able to deal with Direwolf.
Viserys doesn't want to waste any more time on Beyond the Wall. They can now go deep alone. They must climb over the mountain col ahead before the next snowstorm comes and find the trace of Greenseer.
"Older Brother, how long will it take to arrive?" Daenerys's voice came through the wind noise, with a bit of worry.
"It's not far." Viserys didn't open his eyes, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Right ahead, the cursed Weirwood is on a small island in the center of an icy lake."
As the distance got closer, the surrounding scenery began to change strangely, and the somewhat depressing atmosphere became stronger.
The originally monotonous white snowfield was gradually replaced by twisted black tree trunks. Those trees were ridiculously tall, and their branches were twisted like ghost claws. They were covered with thick ice edges. The bark showed a dark red color similar to flesh and blood, and was covered with tree tumors that looked like human faces.
The snow here seems to be thicker and colder than before, and even their breath will condense into frost in an instant.
Viserys squinted his eyes, and his mental power spread forward like a tide. In this strange and silent forest, he keenly captured a faint but unique wave of life. The wave was ancient and vicissitudes, as if it was integrated with this land.
"Found it." Viserys whispered, with a glint in his eyes.
When they got deep into the hinterland of this strange forest, the two of them discovered the glacial lake in the center of the forest from high altitude, and there was a small island standing in the center of the glacial lake.
There is an unusually tall and ancient Weirwood growing on the island. Its trunk is so thick that it needs dozens of people to hug it. There are bright red lines on the white bark, forming a huge human face. But now the tree looks like it is on the verge of dying.
This is the hiding place of Greenseer, a hidden place covered by layers of Root Magic. The barrier is around Weirwood. From the outside, it looks like a transparent ice shell, wrapping the entire tree and the roots below it.
"Be careful, the atmosphere here is very confusing and may affect your flight." Viserys opened his eyes and reminded Daenerys's three Dragon to make sure they followed the team closely.
The moment they were about to enter the sky above the glacial lake, the snow in front of them suddenly collapsed without warning, forming a huge black hole. Then, countless pale arms stretched out from the hole, densely packed, pouring out like a tide.
At the same time, human faces with painful twists appeared on the surrounding tree trunks. They opened their mouths and let out silent roars. A powerful spiritual shock swept towards the two people and four dragons in the air.
This is a trap and a warning.
But Viserys just glanced coldly, and the coercion of the huge mental power he had just gained deep in his eyes was quietly released.
The moment those outstretched pale arms came into contact with this pressure, they began to tremble violently, and then they couldn't resist and quickly retracted underground.
And the human faces on the tree trunks also let out shrill screams one after another, then shattered into sawdust and dissipated in the wind.
"Want to block the road? These are not enough." Viserys snorted coldly, and King Ghidorah also swooped down.
Suddenly, King Ghidorah let out a low warning roar, and the head in the middle turned to the huge Weirwood on the island.
Viserys also noticed a familiar and ancient spiritual fluctuation. The fluctuation is not strong now, but it has a deep sense of vicissitudes, like a dry well.
"It seems that my 'old friend' is tired of waiting." Viserys chuckled, patted King Ghidorah's scales, and signaled it to land.
The four Dragon slowly landed on the open glacial lake outside the island. The eyes of the human face on the ancient Weirwood were originally closed, as if they were sleeping.
But the moment Viserys and the others landed, those eyes suddenly opened, leaving two strange lines of blood and tears, revealing the deep black pupils inside.
An old and hoarse voice sounded directly in Viserys's mind, saying with a bit of joking and helplessness, "Targaryen's child, you always like to bring trouble to the door. This time, what you brought behind you is an aura that even I find troublesome."