Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 42 The Hunting of the Snow Bear

The tall and lush trees of Wolf Forest are perfect for hide and seek.

The free folk did not dare to be careless, and the pursuit process has not been scattered. 25 soldiers and Snow Bear acted together.

The free folk have paid the price in blood.

Although there were only five people kneeling down, the direwolf and the other giant beast were not to be underestimated. No one wanted to face such a monster alone.

If the skinchangers hadn't forced them, they wouldn't have even approached the kneeling ones.

If it wasn't for the instigation of the skinchangers, they might have fled to the warm and affluent south by now, the city of Winterfell built of huge stones.

Southerners say that Winterfell belongs to the north, no, compared to the outside of the Great Wall, this is the south.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

The free folk had to step into this murderous forest.

The snow bear sniffed the enemy's scent and chased all the way, and the free folk stepped on the fallen leaves and followed carefully.

The forest was eerily quiet.

No birds chirping or insects chirping, no beasts moving, only the sounds of their own making.

The free folk smelled the danger of panic.

Who is the prey?
Some recalled companions who had just died at the claws of unknown monsters.The red, yellow and yellow jelly in the bone stubble, the desperate struggle of being severed in half, the smell of blood and sour liquid, the horrifying dead eyes.

The few people who picked up the bow and arrow thought of the senior who was wedged into the brain by the flying knife.That noble young master is too ruthless.

Archers have some regrets.

This is just a makeshift team, not a united tribe. The archers don't seem to be safe at all, and might be the first to die.

All the free folk were wondering, why did the skinchangers hunt down and kill these kneeling people?
Joffrey was also curious.

The appearance of the shape-changer is completely unreasonable, and now he is chasing it regardless of the risk, there must be a conspiracy behind it!

Whatever the truth is, defeat the enemy first.

Tethering the easily startled horse, Joffrey placed a splintered piece of steel in the palm of his hand.

The hunt begins.

Tyrion kept gesticulating in the air with his dagger, "Good nephew, leave that bald head to me. You know, Lannister must pay his debts."

Joffrey rolled his eyes at him.

If it weren't for the fear of something happening to Tyrion and the others, he wouldn't have retreated strategically, and would have reported his revenge on the spot.

"Follow my command from now on. Is it all right, Lord Bunyan?"

Bunyan silently drew his dagger.

Joffrey was very satisfied, "Very well. As long as we cooperate closely, those wildlings will be buried in this forest, and we will not shed a drop of blood."

He sensed the information from the shattered steel pieces.

The range covered by the mental power is not large enough, but using the steel fragments scattered in the forest as a medium, the whereabouts of the wildlings can be detected remotely in real time.

A moment later, Joffrey made his plan.

"We're ambushing here."

He passed the terrain scene of the ambush site to the other four through the information rune.

"Jon, you and Bai Ling are with me. Benyan and Yoren are responsible for capturing the prisoners and protecting Tyrion by the way."

Jon was fine, Benjen and Yoren almost stared out of their eyes.

Yoren trembled in shock and asked, "What kind of power is this? The gods have appeared!?"

Joffrey suspected that none of them remembered their mission.

"It may not be the gods, but it must be a great and supreme existence. In short, I have received a gift, which shows that the Seven Kingdoms are deeply favored by fate."

He patted Benyan on the shoulder.

"I know. The ghosts do exist, which is why I decided to set foot on the Great Wall. The disaster of the ghosts is not far away, but the Seven Kingdoms are not ready yet, but it doesn't matter, I will unite the Seven Kingdoms, and mankind will eventually win."

Bunyan's impression of the crown prince was completely overturned.

"Act now."

Joffrey said as he walked, "Keep some alive, I believe you have enough experience, don't let a wildling go."

Bunyan and Yoren managed to calm down, "Understood, Your Highness."

The hunters took their places.

Joffrey and Jon hid in the thick canopy;
Bai Ling and Rain are crawling behind the ambush point, ready to join the battle at any time;

Bunyan, Yoren, and Tyrion hid further back, waiting for the frontal battle to end before wrapping up.

The sound of the wind moved the woods.

The savages immediately looked around vigilantly, the eyes of the skinchanger standing on the ground were open, and the snow bear, which was rarely under control, roared violently a few times.

There are too many smells, and it can't determine the exact location of the enemy.

Savage found nothing out of the ordinary.

But they had stepped into Joffrey's spiritual realm.

From this moment on, every move of the wildlings could not escape Joffrey's sight.

The prey is in the net.

Joffrey quietly drew out five throwing knives.

It is best for the skinchanger to stay alive. Even if he is killed, he can still occupy the snow bear's body in the form of a soul, which is of little use.

Then the archer is still the top priority target.

The savage gradually moved closer. 60 meters, 50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters, Joffrey didn't wait any longer.

A few tiny shadows flashed past the savage's head.

The savages dodged in panic.

The archers didn't move, but silently took the bows and arrows in their hands and poured them into the fallen leaves.

The shapechanger's body fell limp to the ground in an instant, and the white eyes entered Snow Bear's consciousness.Then the snow bear's savage eyes turned to Joffrey's hiding place.

The rain has already rushed over, tearing apart the hairless monkey blocking the way in two or three steps.

The snow bear turned to the giant lion and stood upright, holding up its two huge bear paws, and the steel teeth between its stinking mouth opened up in exaggerated arcs, like two rows of sawtooth guillotines on standby.

Less than one breath.

The two giant beasts collided with each other with a "boom", and the lion's claws and bear's paws danced with blurred afterimages, and the two bloody mouths were fighting to bite the flesh. His hair stood on end, and an unstoppable coolness surged into his heart.

Bai Ling also rushed over and was drilling a hole in the stomach of a wild man, the white fur was stained with blood.

"Jon, come see the blood."

Joffrey jumped from the top of the tree, and cut the frozen wildling beside him with his sword, sending blood gushing straight across him.

A real battle of life and death.

Jon took a deep breath and joined the fight.

The free folk who were not yet in despair looked at each other, screaming and rushing towards the noble young master.

If you capture this guy, you can live.

Eight fighters against one southerner, they couldn't think of a reason to lose.

but.

That nobleman's sword is so powerful that no sword or ax can withstand a blow from it.

The two fighters were directly split in two by it.

That noble is simply inhuman!How can any human being stabbed to the body not shed a drop of blood?Scarier than a white ghost!
Three red lights flashed, and there were seven or eight more human bones on the ground.

No, he is not human!

The savages collapsed, the snow bear was covered with bloodstains and burns, but the fur of the unknown giant beast was still shiny and smooth, just like this noble young master.

Several savages threw away their weapons and lay down on the ground begging for mercy, while the other savages began to flee frantically.

Benjen and Yoren have work to do.

Joffrey lowered the tip of Dragon Flame Sword and looked towards Snow Bear.

Now that the rainwater has been infused with the mirror image of the Strong Rune, Recovery Rune and Growth Rune, what kind of opponent is a mere snow bear?
Sure enough, Snow Bear was about to completely lose the power to resist.

Joffrey was about to tell Rain to keep his hand.

Aw~ Aw~
The snow bear raised its head to the sky and roared a few times, its body seemed to freeze for a moment, and suddenly rushed in front of the shapechanger regardless of its injuries.

There were a few clicks.

The skinchanger's body shattered.

Snow Bear then fell powerlessly to the ground to pant, and the strange light in his eyes disappeared.

Joffrey narrowed his eyes, looking deeply into the clear sky.

No crows.

(End of this chapter)