As the air exploded, countless wind blades and air currents scattered like a pack of ferocious beasts.
These wind blades were like countless sharp knives, cutting everything in their path, be it wights or other objects, into tiny fragments.
Although the Cold God was still some distance from the center of the explosion, she was also affected by this powerful force.
Her attire was torn by the wind blades, and her body bore numerous marks of varying depths, making her appear somewhat disheveled.
However, facing such a situation, the Cold God showed no anger; instead, her eyes narrowed, as if a plan was brewing in her mind.
She quietly observed the surroundings, waiting for the opportune moment, a moment she believed would arrive very soon.
The Night King did not disappoint her; after several attempts,
the Night King discovered that his attacks had no effect on Ghidorah and Aegon, which made him realize that the two dragons' defenses were beyond imagination.
Thus, the Night King decisively changed his strategy, turning his Mystic Ice Spear to aim at Silverwing and Caraxes, who were fiercely battling the Ice Dragon.
Compared to Ghidorah and Aegon, the defensive capabilities of Silverwing and Caraxes were poles apart.
The Night King charged for a moment, then threw the Mystic Ice Spear without hesitation.
The spear was as swift as lightning, effortlessly piercing through Caraxes's scales like a sharp sword, striking directly at its neck.
Daemon, Caraxes's rider, was not unaware of the Night King's actions; he had warned Caraxes to dodge earlier.
But at this moment, Caraxes was tightly entangled by the Ice Dragon, unable to break free, and completely unable to evade this fatal blow.
With a shriek, the Mystic Ice Spear pierced through Caraxes's neck, passing clean through.
Caraxes let out a dying wail, its sound echoing in the night sky, chilling to the bone.
From the wound on its neck, a large amount of Dragon Flame erupted like a red fountain, scattering into blood blossoms in the air, raining down onto the snow-covered ground below.
However, this was not the end. Seeing this, the Ice Dragon seized the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
Its Dragon Claw followed Caraxes's existing abdominal wound, tearing fiercely downwards, completely ripping open its abdomen.
This strike utterly ended Caraxes's life; it could no longer make a sound, its massive body plummeting straight down.
Viserys watched this scene, powerless to stop it, only able to try his best to save Daemon.
He controlled Silverwing to chase after the falling Caraxes, in order to rescue Daemon from the dragon saddle before Caraxes hit the ground.
Silverwing reacted quickly enough, grabbing Daemon from the dragon saddle with its Dragon Claw before he fell.
Daemon also decisively unfastened his buckles at that instant, then firmly grasped the huge Dragon Claw.
Caraxes's massive dragon body plummeted into the ice and snow on the ground.
Although there was a thick layer of snow to cushion the impact, the crash on the ground was still significant, making a very loud noise that everyone on The Great Wall could hear.
The successive fall of two giant dragons was witnessed by everyone on The Great Wall, causing many on the wall to panic.
However, numerous minor nobles and Night's Watch instructors immediately boosted morale, emphasizing that fear and pessimism must not spread among the troops, or the army would collapse.
They shouted loudly, encouraging the soldiers to remain calm and hold their positions.
At the same time, Viserys also successfully rescued Daemon.
He carried Daemon into the sky, away from the danger on the ground.
Although Daemon was injured, he was not in serious condition. He looked at Viserys gratefully, his heart filled with appreciation.
However, Daemon's joy lasted only a mere two seconds before the Ice Dragon pursued them like a shadow.
It opened its gaping maw and spewed a breath of extreme cold, mixed with countless sharp ice crystals, raining down like a storm.
Seeing this, Silverwing hastily accelerated its ascent, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.
But unfortunately, Daemon, who was on the Dragon Claw, was not so lucky.
Due to the extremely close proximity to the cold air, he was instantly frozen solid, unable to even move his body.
Not only that, a large number of sharp ice crystals, like arrows, mercilessly pierced his legs, causing unbearable pain.
Under the dual torment of extreme cold and severe pain, Daemon finally couldn't hold on and fainted.
Viserys understood the situation at a glance—Silverwing alone was definitely no match for the Ice Dragon.
Given Daemon's current condition, continuing the battle would likely only make things worse.
Thus, he made a decisive decision to retreat first, to preserve their strength.
Viserys quickly controlled Silverwing to turn around and sped towards The Great Wall.
Rayder on the wall had initially been quite pleased to see Aegon successfully rescue Syrax and Rhaenyra.
However, when he glimpsed Viserys leading the Ice Dragon towards them, his face instantly turned extremely grim, as if it could drip water.
"What an unreliable bunch!" Rayder cursed inwardly. "These teammates make me want to sacrifice them all!"
Despite his complaints, he suppressed his anger and decisively ordered Ghidorah and Aegon to intercept the Ice Dragon, absolutely not allowing it to approach The Great Wall by even half a step.
Ghidorah and Aegon once again launched themselves from the wall, like two meteors, leaping up and then streaking out like arrows from a bowstring, rapidly flying into the sky.
Their movements were fluid and seamless, as if they had practiced countless times.
The two giant dragons swiftly weaved through the air, flexibly dodging Silverwing's attacks, while simultaneously unleashing their Dragon Flame and lightning, pouring down like rain, fiercely striking the Ice Dragon.
Although the Ice Dragon was enormous, it appeared somewhat disheveled under the pincer attack of Ghidorah and Aegon.
It constantly dodged the attacks of Dragon Flame and lightning, yet it was unable to shake off these two ferocious giant dragons.
Ultimately, Ghidorah and Aegon successfully intercepted the Ice Dragon in the air two hundred meters beyond The Great Wall, giving it no chance to impact The Great Wall.
However, the Ice Dragon did not give up there.
Although it was heavily wounded, it was a dead entity formed from ice and snow; the missing part of its abdomen did not significantly affect its movement, unless it was completely disintegrated.
The Ice Dragon fearlessly endured the Dragon Flame, charging directly towards Aegon.
Its speed was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning, instantly reaching Aegon's vicinity.
The Ice Dragon violently collided with Aegon's lower neck, a blow so powerful that it directly interrupted Aegon's still-Spurting Dragon Flame.
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