Melisandre lay on the horse and drank another small bottle of medicine, finally regaining some strength.
She rode her packhorse back to Kingsroad and headed north.
Perhaps the commotion here was too loud and alerted a small group of Lannister troops who were causing harm to farmers nearby.
A team of 100 people followed Kingsroad to check out the ruins of Riverrun.
They happened to bump into the oncoming Melisandre, and were deeply surprised by Melisandre's appearance.
This team decisively gave up the idea of going to Riverrun to investigate, turned around, and started chasing Melisandre.
Melisandre was riding a pack horse, which was far less fast than the war horses of Lannister soldiers, and they were soon overtaken by them.
The soldiers surrounded her and smiled wickedly, "Where is this young lady going? Why don't you let us see you off?"
Melisandre's face changed drastically. She was not afraid of these **, but these people were all believers of Seven...
Sure enough, a soldier suddenly changed his face and shouted in disgust, "Disgusting! Die, you disgusting bitches!"
Countless arms sprouted from the ground and dragged more than a hundred soldiers, including men and horses, into the soil and buried them alive.
The soldiers didn't have a chance to scream, so they sank into the soil, leaving only a pair of arms stretched out on the ground, still shaking slightly.
The situation on Melisandre's side is not optimistic either. Her packhorse was also dragged into the dirt.
If she hadn't reacted quickly enough and stood on tiptoe on the saddle to grab a branch above, she might have been buried alive.
The soldier possessed by Crone used Magic to solidify the ground again, then rode a horse and strolled to the tree, "Bitch, I'm going to peel off your body and find Primal Stone from your dirty body..."
Melisandre didn't know what Primal Stone was that Seven was thinking about, but she could guess that it was related to Supreme God.
Now that a powerful enemy is in front of her, she can only drag her body and recite prayers silently, trying to force Magic into action.
"Ehhhhh..."
At this time, there were strange noises in the forest on both sides of Kingsroad.
More than a dozen Wild Wolf suddenly ran out of the forest and pounced on the possessed soldier.
The soldier drew out his sword and slashed several Wild Wolf to death with his sword.
But the war horse under his crotch was not so lucky, and was attacked wildly by a pack of wolves.
The war horse screamed, its belly was torn apart by the sharp claws and fangs of the wolves, and the warm horse blood was sprinkled on the grass.
Its four horse legs were also covered with Wild Wolf, and its sharp wolf teeth almost broke its leg bones.
The war horse raised its front hooves and struggled hard, but in the end it was defeated by the wolves and fell helplessly to the ground, where it was eaten by the wolves.
The soldier rolled on the ground several times to avoid the wolves. He raised his hands angrily, preparing to kill these Wild Wolf with Magic.
Unexpectedly, the wolves were keenly aware of the approaching danger. They bit the horses, took the meat in their mouths and fled back to the depths of the forest.
The soldier looked at the forest and asked loudly, "Come out! Why are you stopping me?"
A child slowly walked out surrounded by wolves, "Crone, she cannot die. She will play a vital role in the future war with White Walkers."
Melisandre knows this child. He seems to be called Jojen Reed, and he is the son of the North's vassal.
The soldier observed the child's current state and sneered, "A god is attached to the soul of a human being and has taken over the body of another human being. You are so weak, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
Jiujian said indifferently, "Do you want Primal Stone? I know its whereabouts."
The soldier pointed at Melisandre on the tree and said confidently, "Primal Stone is in her body. I have found it."
Jiu Jian shook his head and said expressionlessly, "There is no Primal Stone in that woman's body. The man who got Primal Stone wants to become a god. This woman is his disciple and is just borrowing the power of Primal Stone."
The soldier scratched his face and yelled crazily, "Nonsense, in the entire Westeros, this woman is the only one who has the strongest Primal Stone aura. How could it not be her?"
Jiujian seemed to be very unwilling to deal with Seven. He closed his eyes in disgust and said, "Primal Stone is protecting that man, so the gods cannot see him. However, I can tell you his identity. In this case, you can go find him and see him with human eyes."
The soldier put down his hands covered with blood and asked happily, "Who is he?"
Jiu Jian raised his lips, "King in the North, Luke·Stark."
The soldier silently recited the name, "Luke·Stark, Luke·Stark..."
He smiled ferociously, "Don't lie to me, or I will kill all your followers!"
Jiu Jian said nothing and cursed in his mind, "Seven still looks like this, he is totally a brain-dead lunatic."
The soldier's eyes were empty, and Crone had left his body. He regained consciousness in a daze, and saw a group of Wild Wolf staring at him with eager eyes, which scared him back again and again.
But before the soldier could take a few steps back, he tripped over something on the ground.
He took a closer look and saw that what tripped him was an arm, and there were more than two hundred human arms standing on Kingsroad behind him.
Judging from the sleeves and arm guards of these arms, they all belong to the soldiers' teammates.
"Ah!!!"
The soldier was so frightened that he became incontinent and then let out a shrill scream.
Jiu Jian said impatiently, "Tsk, it's so noisy."
The wolves around him immediately moved out and knocked down the soldier. The screams suddenly stopped, leaving only the sound of the wolves tearing pieces of flesh.
Melisandre also came down from the tree at this moment. She looked at Jojian who was behaving strangely and guessed some clues. "You are not Jojian, are you a Greenseer?"
Jiujian did not answer this question. He discovered the hole in Melisandre's chest and said angrily, "Has she hurt you like this? You can't survive now. I suggest you transform into White Walkers, or return to Lord of Light's faith..."
Melisandre flatly refused, "No need, I have a way to survive, I don't need you to care."
Jiu Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, you are a very key link. In the future, your sacrifice will contribute to the victory of the war. I hope you can return to the Wall as soon as possible. It is your duty to resist White Walkers."
Melisandre doesn't have a good impression of Jiujian as her savior. His purpose is too strong, which makes her very disgusted. "Thank you for saving me, but I know my mission and don't need your reminder."
Jiujian felt the hostility of Melisandre and warned, "Luke·Stark has been targeted by Seven, and he is doomed. You'd better not return to Winterfell to avoid being implicated by him."
Melisandre snorted coldly, "God's Messenger Master will be exposed, wasn't it you who betrayed him?"
Jiujian did not explain too much, he retreated into the shadow of the forest, "That man was born in darkness, and he will surrender to death. He will become the second Other God, he is Cold God..."
Melisandre's faith did not waver. She replied calmly, "No, he will become the sun that dispels the cold and illuminates this long Long Night."