The North, the Wall, Spacetime Illusion
This was a bizarre space composed of countless timelines; every time a gust of wind blew past, countless soul consciousnesses would emerge from within.
Just by staring for a few moments, the space of that timeline would manifest here. Just now, Jon saw images of Drogon using dragonfire to burn King's Landing, along with its two other brothers.
Soon, however, Jon's body underwent a change. After entering this space, Jon once again transformed into his demonic dragon form.
"Roar, roar, roar…"
With a terrifying dragon roar, the demonic dragon that Jon had become appeared directly within a certain bizarre space. Just as he transformed, his body was pulled by some kind of force to a place unknown to him.
This was a somewhat dim space, with blue and black energy echoing around, giving Jon a sense of deathly stillness and lack of vitality.
Under the influence of these two types of light, the demonic dragon's scales shimmered with a metallic luster, and a halo seemed to dance upon the purple scales.
With a flap of his wings, those four pairs of massive wings created ripples of energy. When these energies collided with the energy in the surrounding space, they stirred up eerie gales, directly bringing out the consciousnesses within the surrounding space.
At that moment, Jon seemed to sense something. His massive vertical pupils, like two glowing coals, looked directly at an area in front of him, filled with endless battle intent and coldness.
Opposite Jon was an immensely huge monster composed of countless black mists. This monster seemed to be condensed from darkness itself, having no fixed form and constantly shifting, giving off a sense of unfathomable dread.
Its pair of deep blue eyes were like two bottomless abysses, cold and hollow, as if they could swallow everything whole.
Crack…
Boom, boom…
The confrontation between the two caused a tense atmosphere to permeate the entire space, as if even time had frozen at this moment.
Based on the opponent's performance and display of power, Jon already knew that this fellow was likely the legendary "Lion of Night," or perhaps a deity descended from the heavens.
In ancient times, during the Long Night spoken of in the collective legends of all sentient beings in this world, a deity descended from the heavens and brought the world into eternal darkness.
Many people actually didn't know that all of this was caused by the Children of the Forest awakening an ancient power after their failure.
They were originally the oldest supernatural race in this world. Because they applied all their power to the spiritual realm, it led to their physical frailty.
The duty of the Children of the Forest was actually to guide the cycle, returning souls after death to the weirwood. Then, this eternal wood with its immortal nature would decompose the souls, thereby forming reincarnation.
However, everything changed once the human species appeared. Humans first rose on the continent of Essos in the east and slaughtered the Children of the Forest there.
After that, humans began to invade the continent of Westeros. When the war was on the verge of failure, the Children of the Forest awakened a terrifying power from ancient times, creating the Others.
The power of the Others was actually a mutated form of skinchanging. Living beings could skinchange into living bodies, while the Others could only skinchange into the bodies of the dead.
But the rules of this world were quite fair: when extreme death and ice appeared, extreme light and fire would also appear.
Just as Jon had known before, the gods of this world were not gods in the simple sense; they were more like rules.
The mainstream entities capable of manifesting in this world were not anthropomorphic gods, but rather existences similar to rules. Those truly substantive, conscious gods were existences that had mastered the power of rules during the era of the First Men.
Due to the pact between the First Men and the Children of the Forest, those originally simple Old Gods also came to possess human-like emotions and desires.
This was also why the gods of Westeros during the era of the First Men had thoughts and stories passed down, while the power of the gods on the continent of Essos had always been a matter of speculation.
And the existence now appearing before Jon was that powerful force awakened by the Children of the Forest back then. It was the Night King, yet also not the Night King.
The Night King, like the three-eyed crow, was merely a title. They were what the Children of the Forest called "gods," the ultimate spacetime aggregates of the world's past and present.
The past is death and cold silence, so an existence like the Night King would continue according to its function, bringing death and cold silence to this world.
"Roar, roar, roar…"
At that moment, the demonic dragon Jon had become suddenly let out a deafening roar. Then, taking the initiative to attack, he opened his massive maw and spat a stream of blazing fire, directing this terrifying dragonfire straight at the black mist monster.
Boom…
Crack…
The fire traced a dazzling arc through the air, instantly igniting the surrounding space. This fragile space composed of countless timelines was instantly destroyed in a large area by the terrifying dragonfire.
Facing this terrifying might, the black mist monster was not to be outdone. Its body suddenly expanded, turning into an even denser darkness, and directly met the demonic dragon's flames.
Boom, boom, boom…
Bang, bang, bang…
The dark energy mist and the firelight intertwined in the air, creating violent energy collisions. The entire space shook; in just these few seconds, countless timelines seemed to be affected.
The battle intensified, and both sides utilized more and more combat methods. Under Jon's control, his claws, teeth, tail, and wings all became weapons for his attack.
Ramming, clawing, biting, and dragonfire—Jon used every method he could think of.
Under Jon's manipulation, each of his attacks carried destructive power, shattering this space countless times. Because his soul was extremely powerful, the flow of timelines during the battle did not affect his consciousness at all.
Meanwhile, the black mist monster constantly shifted its form, sometimes turning into sharp tentacles and sometimes into a black hole that swallowed everything. Its attack methods were eerie and varied, making them impossible to guard against.
The battle between the two lasted for a long time, and both seemed to have reached their respective limits. They appeared to be evenly matched, but only Jon knew that he had actually been holding the upper hand.
In this space composed of countless timelines, Jon, who had already experienced information bombardment, would not be affected by the events within these timelines at all. He would only watch the passage of these timelines like watching a fast-forwarded movie.
Due to the differences in world rules and composition, the Night King's consciousness mistakenly underestimated Jon's strength. It thought Jon would have his soul shattered by the pressure of these powerful timelines.
But what it could not understand was that Jon actually became stronger after entering this world, and as time went on, it was the one gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Finally, after a violent collision, both sides retreated simultaneously, temporarily halting their attacks.
The air was thick with the scent of scorching and the chill of ice; two completely different powers reached a delicate balance at this moment.
"This… is… im…possible…"
Within a fragmented stream of consciousness, Jon sensed the opponent's surprise and anger.
"I thought a zombie-faced poker-face like you would never express yourself."
After sending a sliver of information through the stream of consciousness, the demonic dragon Jon had become glanced at the opponent's somewhat shrunken energy body.
"Expel… future…"
Just as Jon was preparing to deliver the final blow, a surging stream of consciousness suddenly emerged.
Immediately after, Jon felt another terrifyingly powerful consciousness appear within those chaotic times.
"Caw, caw, caw…"
Upon seeing that massive crow head and those strange tentacles, certain memories from deep within Jon's soul seemed to resurface.
With the appearance of this familiar yet strange aggregate of bizarre power, Jon felt a hint of unease. On that crow's head, there seemed to be a gaze similar to that of a human.
"My dear brother, follow the path of destiny! This world will eventually return to silence, and only through silence can new life be born!"
After hearing Bran's voice, a boy in a wheelchair appeared in Jon's eyes. Although his outward appearance was Bran's, Jon knew very well that this fellow was not his brother at all, but rather the three-eyed crow.
"Who exactly are you? What are you trying to do?"
With Bran's appearance, Jon suddenly found himself in another space. Seeing that he had returned to his human form, Jon was not afraid; instead, he directly questioned the culprit before him.
"I should be the one asking you that. Who exactly are you?"
"I am myself. Everything I do now is according to my own will, but you are not!"
Jon did not fall into the opponent's trap. He knew this fellow wanted to make him doubt himself, but he would not give in to the opponent's wishes.
The current Jon was an aggregate of two souls; any bit of self-doubt would cause his soul to instantly revert to two different states. Jon was not that foolish.
The reason Jon was so powerful was that he had merged the souls of Jon and Li Xiang.
"The future has already been destroyed by us. This world belongs to us. Only when we truly become one can this world obtain true rebirth. You existences that should have already vanished should not remain here!"
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