Infinite Hunter

The Frey family's soldiers deserted in large numbers, not only because of the terror brought by the Lion Knight, but also because of the disgust caused by the Frey family's inability or refusal to pay their wages. Cheng Yijiu did not pursue the soldiers who left the castle, so a large number of soldiers abandoned the Frey family and fled.

Old Frey was captured by Cheng Yijiu three months later—he had attempted to disguise himself and escape, but the castle's destruction made it impossible to hide, and the food inside was likely running low, meaning he would die if he stayed. Initially, he was relatively successful, but when Cheng Yijiu appeared before him, and a dragon flew overhead, the old man's expression turned bitter. The Freys were mostly female, and the male members, save for the two who had been with Robb, were likely dead.

Frey extended his hands toward Cheng Yijiu, signaling that he was at the end of his rope, and beside him was his eighth wife, about to give birth. Cheng Yijiu sneered and strode forward. At that moment, Frey, with a gesture unlike any ninety-year-old, produced a crossbow and pulled the trigger at Cheng Yijiu. However, the crossbow bolt slid weakly off Cheng Yijiu's lowered lion head, and the next moment, the greatsword swung.

Old Frey screamed and fell to his knees. His chain mail was ripped open by the sword, and his stomach was also ripped open, and his internal organs flowed out in a mess... The old man was very resilient and used both hands to try to stuff his internal organs back in. Meanwhile, his wife went into labor amidst screams, which put Cheng Yijiu in a dilemma. He had no intention of killing the baby or Old Frey's wife. If there was heavy bleeding during childbirth, he would not be able to save her.

"It suddenly occurred to me that without modern medical technology, this would have been impossible to save." So Cheng Yijiu simply threw a piece of clean cloth over to the woman and let her give birth herself, while he watched with interest as Old Frey struggled in a pool of blood for several hours before finally dying of hypothermia in the cold night wind. The exact time of death was unknown, but Cheng Yijiu discovered that he had already died in a state of rigor mortis the next morning.

The woman did indeed experience severe bleeding, but the baby girl survived—it was the woman who had requested Cheng Yijiu's help. "I can only save one person, and that's a child. Unfortunately, I can't save you in your case." The baby was wrapped in a lion skin, and Cheng Yijiu decided to send it to Robb, King of the North.

Chapter 38 Misunderstanding

The baby survived until Cheng Yijiu arrived at Winterfell on his dragon. He took the baby out of the lionskin and gave it to Robb and his wife Jeyne. "Oh, this is old Frey's daughter. The Frey family is finished. I killed old Frey," Cheng Yijiu said. "I won't kill a baby, so I'll give it to you." He guessed that Robb would adopt the baby.

Afterwards, Cheng Yijiu did not accept Robb's request to stay, "You have to deal with Bolton yourself, Lord Robb Stark." Cheng Yijiu left Winterfell. He did not take a gold dragon - the attack on the Frey family was just because he was unhappy.

"What's her name?" Robb asked finally. "You brought her here, so you should give her a name and a brand new future." Cheng Yijiu thought for a moment and smiled before mounting the dragon. "Let's call her Eltosa—it's the name of the Lion King. Eltosa Nodion." Cheng Yijiu touched the lion's skin. "She was wrapped in the divine lion's skin from birth. This is a blessing."

The last descendant of the Frey family was raised under the name of Eltosa, but inherited the surname of Nodion. Since Cheng Yijiu never revealed his assumed surname, people subsequently referred to him as Lion Knight Daniel Nodion, assuming Nodion was his surname. Cheng Yijiu didn't bother to dispel the rumor, so they let them believe what they believed. The girl, raised under the name of Eltosa Nodion, was also known as the Lion King.

She had always believed that she was the child of the Lion Knight, the Black Dragon Controller, and the Sword Master of Westeros. Growing up, the girl also displayed an outstanding talent for swordsmanship. Under the instruction of a few Northern Knights who had trained with her "father", the girl almost restored the nearly lost sword-fighting skills of the Lion Knight, earning her the reputation of "Lion King".

She spent her life searching for her ancestors, especially the legendary lion's pelt—the coat of arms of House Nodion depicts a roaring golden lion and a black dragon clutching a shield. Growing up, she was granted a fiefdom in the North, where almost no one, including herself, acknowledged her as a Frey. Cheng Yijiu didn't know or care, as he had already returned.

Although the lion skin wasn't found, the black dragon was. In the future, after Cheng Yijiu finally returns, the black dragon becomes a scourge on Westeros, until it encounters Eltosa—a girl who carries the aura of its master, the lion skin, and the black dragon surrenders... This is the legend of Eltosa. The black dragon's lifespan is unexpectedly long, perhaps due to its special origin. Its lifespan is likely close to that of a real dragon, reaching thousands of years.

After Cheng Yijiu set the baby down, he returned to the swamp. The original cabin, uninhabited, had become covered in moss and rotted in just a few months. Although the supporting wood remained sturdy, Cheng Yijiu rebuilt a new cabin. The War of the Five Kings was effectively drawing to a close. No one had gained anything, and no one had achieved their pre-war hopes.

The Ironborn suffered heavy losses, both in terms of men and fleets. The Iron King even died, forcing the new king to introduce new forces to disrupt the situation. The Starks, King of the North, also suffered heavy losses, their power shrinking to the north of the Longneck Fens. For a time, they no longer had any plans for Westeros, and the old duke's revenge was temporarily unattainable.

Lord Stannis was the first to withdraw from the War of the Five Kings. His army had been nearly depleted, and he could only return to Dragonstone with his fleet to lick his wounds. His losses were irreparable unless he could acquire territory on the other side of the continent and recruit soldiers. Lord Renly was in a similar situation. The Highgarden army's losses weren't significant, but their spirit was gone. Renly didn't look like he was fit to be king. Cheng Yijiu once said he didn't look like a ruler.

As for King Joffrey, he likely still can't control King's Landing, as that's the Imp's business. House Baratheon still controls the king's direct territory, but they've lost Storm's End. Lord Lannister, the mastermind behind the plot, has also suffered heavy losses, and his control over the land hasn't expanded. He's even had to pay a lot of money for the heavy losses. Perhaps only the Dornish are watching the situation with a smile.

The Baratheon dynasty was indeed destroyed in one generation.

The Baratheon dynasty of King's Landing has effectively lost control of the Seven Kingdoms—though its control was limited to begin with. Westeros has effectively been split into five parts, and King Joffrey, unable to wield his fury, can only decide the fate of those within the Red Keep. Lord Lannister is now intent on gaining access to the Reach, vying with the Tyrells for this purpose.

Everyone knows that the legendary demigod lives in Longneck Swamp. Even if it means paying a large bribe to the people of the swamp, many families have sent envoys to look for Cheng Yijiu - especially Tyrell and Lannister, who both want to hire this powerful demigod.

Cheng Yijiu finally heard the news he'd longed to hear—an envoy from Dorne announced that the Dragon Queen had landed in Dorne with her army, bringing with her three dragons. The Ironborn were continuously transporting Dothraki armies and mercenaries from the mainland to Westeros, and Dorne was on the Dragon Queen's side. "Finally, finally, the long wait has paid off." Upon hearing this news, Cheng Yijiu felt a sense of relief.

"If I keep going on like this, I might just end up like a medieval fool," he said with a smile. He grabbed his sword, donned his armor, wrapped the lion skin around his head, and arranged all his weapons. He then went out and summoned the black dragon with a long whistle. The black dragon was now nearly forty meters long from head to tail, with a wingspan of nearly fifty meters. Cheng Yijiu saddled it, secured the items he had taken with him to the back of the saddle, and then sat on the saddle, securing himself as well.

The black dragon soared into the sky and flew southward under Cheng Yijiu's control. "This may be the last chance," thought the Lion Knight on the dragon's back.

The Dragon Girl's three dragons were likely smaller than the black dragon. While they might have hatched earlier, they were definitely smaller—the black dragon must be special. Ever since Cheng Yijiu's radiant light hatched this dragon, it had become completely different. As the black dragon soared above the clouds, Cheng Yijiu grabbed the lion skin from behind the dragon's saddle and draped it over himself. "It's so cold..." he muttered.

Chapter 39 Failure

The arrival of Daenerys Targaryen marks another shift in the dynamics of Westeros—this time arriving much earlier than in the books, so she doesn't have as many troops and followers as in the novels. At least Tyrion is still playing his promising role as Hand of the King.

The Targaryens also did not occupy the free trade cities, nor did they liberate the slaves as she did in the original book. The only things the Dragon Queen brought to Westeros were about three thousand cavalrymen and about a thousand mercenaries who followed her, and of course the most important thing was her three dragons.

It didn't matter that they were short of troops, Dorne had them. They had enough soldiers and nobles willing to fight for the Targaryens—after all, their princess had once been a Targaryen queen, and had died a tragic death. All of this had already filled the Dornish with rage, and now they had a way to vent it.

Cheng Yijiu had no interest in the righteousness and evil between them - who would sympathize with a group of nobles? Of course, he couldn't ride a flying dragon directly across the entire Westeros continent. He would definitely have to rest along the way. This was when the golden dragons he had collected in the past came in handy - enough for him to live like a king during his rest time.

Cheng Yijiu directly used gold royals to buy live cattle and sheep to feed the black dragon, and he himself rested well - he moved very quickly, and the bosses were unable to react properly. The places he landed in were within the sphere of influence of King's Landing, the Westerly Territory, and even the Riverlands and the River Bend.

The Lion Knight came down on the black dragon, and the local nobles had no reaction at all. All they could do was watch - Cheng Yijiu used gold dragons to purchase services from the citizens of the city, and they wanted to get the opinions of the big guys. By the time they contacted him, Cheng Yijiu had already left.

He rarely visited any nobles because there was no need.

The three dragons of the Mother of Dragons are not very large. The largest, Drogon, is only slightly larger than a warhorse, and the smaller ones are even difficult to ride. However, the three dragons are quite powerful, especially Drogon, who can already swoop down and burn a line with his breath.

Dragons are best suited for decapitation, flying directly across battle lines to destroy enemy command nodes in the rear—a medieval anti-aircraft weapon? Just treat it as a joke. Even without launching an attack, simply repeatedly passing over enemy command nodes is enough to cause severe disruption. Another deadly method is to attack logistics.

In short, flying dragons are capable of so many things, especially in Westeros, where nothing can stop them except the crippled crossbows, which still pose a threat. "If we had small-caliber anti-aircraft guns, it would be fine, but crossbows are really not enough," Cheng Yijiu thought, but whether the Dragon Queen had the tactical acumen was hard to say.

Dorne treated the Mother of Dragons very well, and gathered tens of thousands of troops for her. Even all the nobles swore allegiance to the Mother of Dragons. The first thing they did was to attack the bastards in the Riverlands.

On this day, the Dragon Queen noticed that her dragon Drogon seemed a little restless, roaring from time to time, while the other two dragons simply huddled up. Daenerys herself began to feel an uneasy feeling, as if some disaster was approaching.

It wasn't as if there were any setbacks on the battlefield. The three dragons had played a significant role in the previous battles, using their flames to tear apart the Reach's lines, securing several minor victories and boosting the morale of the Dornish army. The Reach's forces were now hunkered down in their castles for defense, and the Tyrells, with their young heir, could only muster their forces at Highgarden under the auspices of several powerful vassals.

A long roar echoed from the sky, and Drogon, standing on the ground, took flight, circling the sky with a similarly defiant roar. Almost all the Dornishmen, including Daenerys, rushed out of their tents and gazed at the sky. The clouds parted, and a massive black shadow appeared.

A massive dragon, wings spread, glided, nearly three times larger than Drogon. Drogon's roar seemed to embolden himself; he wouldn't dare attack. Daenerys, or perhaps her benefactors, immediately recalled a name—besides the Mother of Dragons, who else in Westeros possessed a flying dragon? It was none other than the legendary Swordmaster Lion Knight.

The black dragon was also lowering its altitude. "Can killing this little dragon really complete the mission?" Cheng Yijiu felt that it was unlikely. The key point was that he did not have this feeling. When he was doing those missions in the past, he had some feeling, "This is my prey!", but he did not have these feelings in this mission.

Those on the ground had already spotted the figure on the black dragon's back, gleaming golden in the sunlight. Everyone was wondering what the Lion Knight was doing here. To aid Daenerys, the Dragon Queen? After all, he had a good relationship with Dorne and had even lived on the Dornish coast for a while. To kill Daenerys? After all, he had once served under King Robert and was once employed by the Young Wolf.

If they were going to attack Daenerys's dragons, then now would be the time to do it—Drogon was absolutely no match for them, and the other two dragons didn't even dare to take to the sky. Not only the Dornish, but even the castle in the River Reach, which was about to be besieged, came out to watch, most of them hoping that Cheng Yijiu would attack Dorne.

If the Lannisters of the Westerlands had once employed Cheng Yijiu, then the Reach and the Riverlands had almost nothing to do with this Lion Knight. Could it be that someone had hired him to assist the Reach? Was it Lord Lannister?

Cheng Yijiu had no idea that so many people had such complex mental activities. He was simply assessing the dragon's combat effectiveness, while the black dragon still had a firm height advantage. "The black dragon can tear this little guy apart in two minutes at most," Cheng Yijiu thought, and sure enough, the little dragon quickly landed and crawled behind the woman on the ground.

Cheng Yijiu found it boring. Was he supposed to just kill a dragon? Honestly, Cheng Yijiu found it a bit difficult to handle. Killing a "pet" or "family member" right in front of someone was a very cruel thing to do. And these three dragons probably hadn't eaten humans yet, so they didn't quite meet Cheng Yijiu's personal standards.

But this mission... The Lion Knight felt very helpless. He exerted force with his hands holding the reins and almost broke the leather rope.

The black dragon circled for a long time, and finally Cheng Yijiu made it turn and start to move away. Cheng Yijiu was outside the old harbor, removing the black dragon's saddle and various equipment. "Go, go, move around!" He patted the black dragon's nose. He turned and walked back to the city...

Chapter 40: Goal

Cheng Yijiu had rented a house outside Old Harbor, and his arrival had sparked a heated debate among the nobles of Highgarden about how to deal with this Lion Knight. He might be the most formidable warrior for hire in Westeros, but would he be willing to be employed by the Reach, given his likely better relationship with Dorne?

This time, Cheng Yijiu received clear instructions. It seemed that after coming into contact with what might be the remaining "normal" controlled dragons in this world, the prerequisites were met. This mission was completely different from all the previous ones, as if it came from a different hand.

The clue he got was a piece of paper where he lived, which said that there was an ice dragon outside the Great Wall in the north. This ice dragon was his target.

Cheng Yijiu shook the paper and smiled bitterly. He had wasted so many years on such a simple matter. But on second thought, it might be necessary. The icy and snowy terrain outside the Great Wall wasn't easy to navigate. Without the Black Dragon, it would be difficult to fight... perhaps.

Well, now that he knew where the target was, Cheng Yijiu decided to rest for a while and then head north. "It's really true. I just crossed the continent, and in the blink of an eye I have to go back." Cheng Yijiu complained in a jolly mood - there was finally a ray of hope in front of him, and his mood suddenly became very good.

Therefore, even when the nobles from the Reach kept coming to visit, Cheng Yijiu greeted them with a smile. "They're all trying to build relationships, trying to recruit me as a thug. But they're really sincere." Cheng Yijiu looked at the terms of employment they offered, and they even offered him an earldom in the rich Reach.

Cheng Yijiu refused. He was trying to adjust his state so that he could go north and complete the mission in one go. He hadn't looked at a computer or a phone in years. Who would want to stay in this medieval hellhole? The conflict between the Dragon Queen and the Reach had intensified recently, and the Dornish army had already entered the Reach.

On this day, Cheng Yijiu had just finished purchasing enough supplies when he unexpectedly received another visitor - this time the visitor was actually Lady Leisa Eileen of Highgarden, and she was accompanied by a little boy who was also the Lord of the Eagle's Nest of this generation.

Why did this woman come to him? She was hoping he could help them. To that end, this woman—this fat woman—was even willing to let the little boy, Robert Arryn, become Cheng Yijiu's "squire." Cheng Yijiu found this difficult to understand. "If they stay in the Eyrie, it will be very difficult to capture Dorne, right? I've seen those three dragons, and they don't have the ability to do that."

As for the Dragon Mother? Cheng Yijiu only remembered a large mouth from afar; he had forgotten the rest and couldn't see it clearly.

Cheng Yijiu declined the offer and made it clear that he would be leaving soon. "I have my own mission, ma'am. I finally found the dragon to kill." Cheng Yijiu spoke the truth. As for Lisa's anger, that was her own business. Cheng Yijiu didn't owe them anything, and those nobles were still afraid of his military power.

The nobles tried to keep him, but Cheng Yijiu was definitely unwilling to stay. Even the beautiful noble ladies couldn't keep him. Cheng Yijiu really had no interest in these girls, because most of them were not his type. There were not many girls in this world that matched his taste. Robb's wife was definitely not one of them, but Robert's wife was not bad...

Although this woman was the same sex as his younger brother, she was indeed a blonde beauty. Cheng Yijiu appreciated her appearance but despised her personality.

Accompanied by a long roar, the massive black dragon soared into the air before the people's eyes. The golden figure atop it, in the sunlight, cast a far more oppressive image than the black dragon itself—the black dragon was a shadow, but this figure was a brilliant sun, his golden lion's mane billowing like a blazing flame. This was a lifelong memory etched in the nobles of the Reach, and it was also the last time they would see the swordmaster of Westeros.

Although the black dragon was as thin as a skeleton, its strength was astonishing. Especially during this period, although it hadn't grown much, its physical strength and power had increased significantly, just like transforming from wood to steel. As a result, its speed northward was very fast, and its stops along the way were also reduced significantly.

They still had to go to Winterfell. Of course, during their last stop, Cheng Yijiu heard a piece of news: King Joffrey was dead, poisoned by an unknown murderer, and his mother became queen. When he heard the news, Cheng Yijiu was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Serves him right."

The dragon landed at Winterfell. Robb had already made Lady Jeyne pregnant, but Jeyne came to see Cheng Yijiu holding a baby. "What a healthy little one! He's been crossing the continent with me on the back of a dragon wrapped in a lion skin, and now he seems to be doing just fine." Cheng Yijiu finally took a serious look at the baby, who was already a few months old. "Altosha Nodion, grow up healthily." The Lion Knight took out an enchanted cold iron dagger from his pocket. Although it was not a good idea to give a dagger to a girl, Cheng Yijiu really didn't have anything else to give.

This is the treasure of the Nordion family, an extremely sharp enchanted dagger, and probably the only magic weapon left by the Lion Knight in the continent of Westeros - dragons don't count.

As she grew up, Eltosha earned the title of Lion King for her exceptional bravery and became a vassal of the King of the North. She built Lion's Roar Castle within the Longneck Marsh as her home. Every subsequent head of the Nodion family inherited the title of Lion King and became renowned throughout Westeros for their bravery. After all, they were considered the heirs of demigod blood...

Of course, the legacy also includes the black dragon. This black dragon seems to be eternal, having lived for hundreds of years without aging or dying...

Cheng Yijiu only stayed in Winterfell for two days. He pressed his thumb on the baby's forehead—because he had heard that babies' foreheads were still not fully grown, so he touched it out of curiosity. But perhaps this was some kind of blessing?

Cheng Yijiu rode the black dragon into the air again. This time, he would not stop. He would directly cross the Wall and go deep into the Outlands to find the ice dragon and kill it directly. "If the black dragon comes back, it proves that I have succeeded." This is what he said to Robb when he left.

Cheng Yi had seen the Great Wall before. It was definitely a miracle of the magical age. This time, he simply crossed the Great Wall and went deep into the ice and snow under the watchful eyes of the night watchmen.

This is the land of wildlings, those white walkers and the like will probably have to go north...

Chapter 41: In-depth

The North wasn't entirely covered in ice and snow, but it certainly had numerous forests. "Northern coniferous forests," Cheng Yijiu had his own opinion on the matter. There were many creatures here, including giant weirwood trees, but Cheng Yijiu hadn't spotted any wights or White Walkers yet. A black dragon streaked across the sky, sending the wildlings fleeing.

"The land is vast and the population is sparse. I flew at least three or four hundred kilometers and only saw less than a hundred savages. As for the savage camp, I only saw one with about twenty people." Cheng Yijiu headed north, summarizing what he saw and heard.

Food and water weren't a problem; there was plenty of prey, streams, and lakes below, and the snow could be used as drinkable water. It was just a little boring not being able to find the target. "We have to go at least two to three thousand kilometers deep, right?" Cheng Yijiu wasn't sure how big the outer realm beyond the Great Wall was, but it looked like it wouldn't be much smaller than within the Great Wall.

Cheng Yijiu didn't blindly rush deeper into the depths. Instead, he would land the black dragon every 200 to 300 kilometers, looking for a suitable campsite to rest for the night, striving to keep both the black dragon and himself in peak condition. If the White Walkers could resurrect the dead as wights, then they must have killed tens of millions of wildlings over the years. Turning them into wights was definitely not something Cheng Yijiu could achieve on his own.

Fortunately, not all of the millions appeared in front of him. Cheng Yijiu had heard the legend from the Night's Watch on the Great Wall before. The White Walkers brought extreme cold, which would cause steel to become brittle. The ice weapons in their hands could easily break steel, and only weapons made of Valyrian steel or obsidian could kill them.

Cheng Yijiu has dragon flame, so of course he can turn the White Walkers and the Wights into ashes.

The further north they went, the colder the weather became, the deeper the snow on the ground, and the more lifeless the forest seemed. Yet, Cheng Yijiu didn't feel the cold at all. He felt as if he were constantly bathed in sunshine, and as long as he was covered in a lion skin, he wouldn't be overcome by the bone-chilling cold.

The closer to the north, the more Cheng Yijiu "glows", especially when the sky is covered with lead-like clouds and looks dim.

"Corpse ghost?" Cheng Yijiu discovered the figures on the ground. After the Black Dragon lowered its altitude, he found that these people were dead people, dead people with skin and bones. The cold prevented them from rotting, but the cold also made them dehydrated, so the skin and flesh shrank and wrapped around the bones.

There were about a dozen ghouls below, circling a thick weirwood tree along a fixed path. Cheng Yijiu asked the Black Dragon to let him down—the Lion Knight wanted to test the ghouls' quality. He had encountered similar creatures before, but Cheng Yijiu was still very curious—"Do their vision, hearing, and sense of smell still work?"

It proved to be effective, as they almost immediately rushed towards Cheng Yijiu. "Not clumsy, but very stupid." Cheng Yijiu easily beheaded the dozen or so wights. These guys had no skills or tactics at all, and Cheng Yijiu naturally thought that they were actually overwhelming their opponents with their numbers like a tidal wave. Those killed by the wights would be resurrected as wights under the power of the White Walkers, and the wight army was growing in size as a result.

In a small-group fight, the ghouls weren't threatening—just don't be petrified by their appearance. After Cheng Yijiu finished killing them all, he noticed something unusual about the dragon. The black dragon roared and swooped down, a massive cloud of fire covering a line. Cheng Yijiu could see a group of ghouls engulfed in flames in the snow, burning with a crackling sound.

"What a flammable monster. It would be nice to use it as fuel - but it has a strange smell." Cheng Yijiu climbed onto the dragon saddle again and let the black dragon fly into the sky.

From this moment on, the further north they went, the more zombies there were. Cheng Yijiu even saw a large number of corpses under the snow as the storm brought by the black dragon blew away the snow on the ground - "Are these the future zombie army?" Cheng Yijiu let the black dragon spray a breath of fire at the piles of corpses. When he moved away, he could still see the flames emitting black smoke and continuing to burn, lighting one corpse after another, bringing light and heat to the earth in the cold and gloomy weather.

Cheng Yijiu saw the first White Walker half a month after he had ventured deep into the North. He was tall, pale, and gaunt, with long hair and a beard, his skin tinged with a faint blue hue, and his eyes as deep as sapphires. He wielded a longsword made of ice, and wore transparent armor that changed color.

As the black dragon flew by, the White Walker took a few glances and then fled directly into the dense forest. White Walkers were intelligent and certainly couldn't face a dragon alone. However, Cheng Yijiu lowered the flying dragon's altitude and jumped down directly. The black dragon climbed again. Cheng Yijiu didn't want the black dragon to try to see if the ice spear thrown by the White Walker could penetrate the dragon's scales.

The knight in the lion's skin strode towards the White Walker. The White Walker looked at Cheng Yijiu and turned to face him. As the two approached, they attacked immediately. The White Walker's strength and speed were far superior to humans, and Cheng Yijiu was also similar. He also confirmed one thing: his Frost Iron Demon-Breaking Greatsword could indeed withstand ice crystal weapons.

The ice crystal weapon was directly shattered by him, and extremely beautiful ice crystals splashed out. In the surprised eyes of the White Walker, Cheng Yijiu's sword cut into the White Walker's neck and shoulder without hesitation. Under Cheng Yijiu's gaze, the White Walker in front of him began to "dissolve".

He really was melting. This guy melted down like a snowman encountering an open flame. First, his neck melted from the injured part. Soon, his neck could not support his head. The fallen head also melted rapidly on the ground. Not long after, there was a pool of transparent liquid on the ground. This was the final end of the so-called White Walkers.

"This is very interesting." Cheng Yijiu looked at his greatsword and sensed his mental state just now. "It turns out that the rune that expels dark magic has special effects." The greatsword in his hand generated heat out of thin air, and the blade even felt a little hot to the touch.

Cheng Yijiu later saw more White Walkers, their ice crystal weapons wielding spears, which they hurled with power no less than that of a crossbow. The black dragon was actually struck by a bullet, and its painful roar startled Cheng Yijiu. "Fortunately, the bullet didn't penetrate the dragon's scales, but a large bluish frozen area remained."

Dragon flames were also quite effective against White Walkers, turning them into ashes in the flames, and even acid could turn them into a pool of water. In the blizzard, Cheng Yijiu could already see the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and a feeling told him that his goal was just ahead.

Chapter 42: The Night King

An ordinary person would definitely not be able to climb a mountain in a blizzard and would definitely freeze to death on the mountainside. However, Cheng Yijiu, riding the black dragon, did not care. As he approached the mountain, Cheng Yijiu actually glowed slightly, even enveloping the black dragon below, making the wind and snow unable to approach them at all. The black dragon pushed away the air and was rapidly approaching the top of the mountain.

Even in the blizzard, the dragon's roar echoed far away. Cheng Yijiu saw an avalanche erupt directly from the iceberg, and a pale monster also spread its wings and swooped down. Cheng Yijiu almost immediately saw the appearance of this white dragon - a dragon wrapped in translucent "ice", its bones looming, white ice forming its scales and spines, and its eyes were blue, burning with blue ghostly fire.

The white dragon's wings were covered in icicles, and atop it stood a White Walker—the Night King, their king. Cheng Yijiu had never seen one before, but he recognized it the moment he saw it. He couldn't figure out how the Night King could stand on the white dragon's back without falling. He couldn't do it. The white dragon was smaller than the black dragon, at least a third smaller.

The white dragon was probably no more than twenty meters long, its entire body still slender and streamlined. The black dragon roared and spit out dragon flames first. "Intimidation? This guy is starting to think." Cheng Yijiu had already drawn his greatsword and was ready. He also unbuckled his seat belt. The Night King across from him was also an excellent swordsman, but he was holding an ice spear in his hand.

The flames caused the white dragon to evade, apparently dealing significant damage to such a creature. As they closed in, the white dragon unleashed a cone of icy light shimmering in blue. Cheng Yijiu decisively instructed the black dragon to evade as well, then struck the tail of the cone with his sword, shattering it into gleaming icy shards. "It does give me a sense of Rupert's Tear," Cheng Yijiu swung his sword back, confronting the rapidly approaching white dragon and the Night King above.

The Night King launched his spear first, its power rivaling that of a crossbow. Cheng Yijiu swung his sword with both hands, striking accurately and shattering the ice spear. "The advantage of the weapon," he knew this well. The cold iron greatsword wasn't afraid of the cold, and the enchantment could even strike darkness. Therefore, the greatsword would heat up when it encountered darkness, unleashing immense power.

The two dragons collided, the larger black dragon pushing the white dragon headfirst into the snowy mountainside. Both of these monsters were surprisingly not shattered and killed in the collision. Cheng Yijiu finally understood why the Night King was still standing—his feet were frozen to the white dragon's carapace, only releasing themselves upon impact, allowing the Night King to avoid being sucked in.

Cheng Yijiu was in a similar situation. He had already unbuckled his seatbelt, and now, taking advantage of the impact, he curled up behind the lion's skin to protect himself, then plunged headfirst into the snowdrifts. The lion's skin truly was armor imbued with divine power; Cheng Yijiu felt only a surge of impact, uninjured. He rose from the snow, and not far away, the Night King had already unsheathed his ice crystal sword. Cheng Yijiu gripped his sword tightly, and the snow around him melted rapidly, like the summer sun shining down on the earth.

Cheng Yijiu didn't understand the Night King's words. He was now focused on killing him quickly, then finishing off the white dragon. The white and black dragons clashed fiercely in the snow. Despite the white dragon's smaller size, its combat power was no less impressive, at least not yet. The black dragon's flames were gradually extinguished by the blizzard, giving the white dragon a geographical advantage. Cheng Yijiu strode toward the Night King, his entire form like the King of Light descending to earth. The snow within three meters of him melted into a gurgling stream, then froze again in the distance.

The Night King swung his sword with unparalleled power and speed. Furthermore, four or five White Walkers emerged from the snow, brandishing weapons made of ice crystals and joining the fray. Cheng Yijiu spun, the mane on the lion's hide rising like a blaze. He didn't block the attack, and the lion's hide once again unleashed its magical power, rendering the ice crystal weapon ineffective against the lion's hide. Originally, this supernatural weapon could instantly transform those struck into ice, but slashing, stabbing, and stabbing against the lion's hide acted like ordinary weapons.

The freezing power was completely unleashed, failing to inflict any damage to the Lion Knight of Westeros. Instead, Cheng Yijiu seized the opportunity to kill two White Walkers with thrusts and cross-sword slashes, and even engaged the Night King in a cross-fire. The Night King might have been the strongest swordsman he had ever encountered in Westeros, but Cheng Yijiu also knew his true abilities. "Most White Walkers rely on extraordinary strength and speed, so they probably haven't honed their skills in a long time... The White Walker King is an exception."

However, traditional thinking should still have constrained the development of the Night King's swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was still the most common blocking attack and defense tactics in Westeros. The Night King commanded the remaining White Walkers to surround Cheng Yijiu and fight him. Who could have imagined that Cheng Yijiu's lion skin would be so effective? Before the opponent used self-sacrifice tactics to break his defense, Cheng Yijiu first used an offensive tactic that ignored defense to kill almost all the White Walkers who came to support him, leaving only one White Walker and the Night King.

Cheng Yijiu stood up straight and stretched his arms and legs. The fight had been lightning-fast, draining his concentration. He had also taken several heavy blows, and the lion skin hadn't completely blocked them, so he needed to be more active. Apollo's ointment was gone, so it was unlikely that he could unleash his demigod-like power.

The Night King on the other side also looked at Cheng Yijiu. Only about a minute had passed since they landed, and nearly ten White Walkers had already fallen dead. The knight before him was probably the strongest warrior the Night King had ever seen in his life - especially the lion skin on his body and the sword in his hand, which gave the Night King a very dangerous feeling and made him extremely fearful. This knight seemed to be their natural enemy...

Cheng Yijiu was certain that he saw fear in the eyes of the two White Walkers opposite him, and the White Walker King who was leading the group probably didn't know that there was still despair in his eyes.

Cheng Yijiu took the initiative to attack, sheathing his sword across his chest, the tip pointed at the enemy. It looked to the Night King that this knight was about to start with a thrust, then switch to a slash in any direction. All this presupposed that the knight had to grasp the distance and timing precisely—after the previous encounter, the Night King knew this knight was an unprecedentedly formidable foe. However, Cheng Yijiu didn't thrust, but abruptly stopped.

This exposed the flaws of the White Walkers who cooperated with the Night King...