Throne of the North

While the Xiangshan Plain Fortress was being invaded by orcs, to the north of the Tundra Territory, the werewolves of the Earle and Draco clans also led a huge army of orcs to attack the Tundra Territory's defense line.

"Can't stop it."

Ryan watched the orc army invade the fortress defense line. The terrifying number was enough to flood the entire tundra territory.

The soldiers were fighting desperately, but it was not enough. The fortress defense line had not been completely completed, and the size of the thorny jungle outside could only block part of the orcs.

One hundred thousand werewolves, one hundred thousand orcs, and an army of more than two hundred thousand orcs, this made Ryan grit his teeth. Does he really think highly of his frozen soil territory?

As soon as the war broke out, the legendary Mulan Knight had already fought with two legendary werewolves. Unlike the Silver Moon Werewolf King, these two werewolves had no scruples or thoughts at all, and were driven by bloodthirsty and the desire to fight. Follow them into the battlefield.

Fighting to the death or retreating, it should be the best way to let Ryan linger and defend the city. Moreover, this war does not require any special props because there are too many orcs.

And what other trump cards did he have? He looked at the spiritual panel and saw that the balance was no longer enough. He couldn't use spiritual force to explode.

On the simple panel, only divinity is still usable.

The divinity of dusk, and the legendary blessing of the giant mammoth...

Ryan tried the divine power of dusk to make the glacier-like North Gal Lake no longer freeze. As a legendary blessing, the giant mammoth naturally requires the right time, place and people to use it, just like the original commander of the Farrell Army. Same.

So... After looking at it for a long time, can only the divinity of dusk be used?

But this is divinity, and Ryan doesn't know how he can use divinity to solve this war.

"God..."

Ryan found Archmage McCann, who was well-informed and had the knowledge inheritance of the Imperial Academy of Magic, and knew many secrets.

"There is only one medium for mortals to contact gods, and that is faith."

"The service of faith by mortals is harvested by the gods, whether it is ultimately granted benefits or destruction and death, it is the continuation of faith."

Archmage McCann recalled the long-standing knowledge in his mind and said this.

"But mortals cannot directly give birth to faith, so whenever this happens, there will be sacrifices."

"The missionaries of the Holy See, as well as the priests in the orc tribe, or some other people who are lucky enough to have received the sacrificial inheritance."

"The sacrifice that makes faith real and connects and communicates with great existence is called a sacrifice."

Ryan was thoughtful and continued to ask:

"Then what happens after the sacrifice? If the power of faith falls into the hands of the gods, what can they do?"

"This is not something that mortals can know. How gods use faith is the method of gods. Even if mortals know it, they can't replicate it."

Archmage McCann shook his head. What he knew was only a rough idea. Regarding the existence of gods, it was taboo knowledge everywhere. Without a suitable opportunity, he was not qualified to know.

"But... more than a hundred years ago, during the pan-dimensional war between gods, you know, in those decades, the frequency of gods coming to the world was actually very high."

"Most of our understanding of gods began during that period. Over a hundred years of development, this process of understanding is not too much."

"At that time, someone tried to control the power of gods with a human body."

"In short, it is to use one's own soul to directly control the divine origin."

"Let yourself become a god."

"This is a legend, a taboo that the Holy See and the Empire jointly blocked, because during that crazy experiment, millions of people disappeared in an instant, and that area is still a no-man's land until now."

"But you also understand that magicians are originally a group of beings who pursue truth and forbidden power. The Magic Academy later tried to find a way to find out the process of that experiment."

"It's no secret now that the Academy of Magic has only found one fragment."

"Fragments of the soul."

"The power of the soul can be embodied, but the soul itself cannot be observed, but that person actually left fragments of his own soul."

"Some powerful magicians have speculated that if the soul is strong enough, maybe... it can really control the power of the divine origin."

"That is, becoming an unknown number of gods."

Ryan understood that as long as he could control the divine origin, he was considered a god. However, the difference between the powerful and the weak led to the difference between the low-end version and the complete version.

"Is it possible for this kind of thing to succeed?"

Ryan still remembers the results obtained before. There is a big difference between gods and mortals. The two are born with different species. Mortals cannot become gods even if their extraordinary path ends.

"No chance of success."

Archmage McCann also said.

"What I want to say is that from the perspective of magicians, everything is possible. If the soul is strong enough and strong enough to directly withstand the source of divinity, then it is possible to withstand the power of gods."

"You should be familiar with Prince Hernan from the Kingdom of Andala. He became the container of the gods. The difference between this and what I said is that he is the container of the gods. The weak will of the gods drives his body, and then uses him to body to control the terrifying power of the divine being.”

"But if the soul is strong enough, it may be the other way around. When the gods descend into the container, the container can harness the power of the gods and act according to its own will."

"Although we have essentially become part of the gods, we are only mortals. We don't think about it that much. We just need to know that we have the power and that the gods cannot change their own purposes."

"Human beings are such magical beings."

After Archmage McCann finished speaking, he looked at Ryan with some vigilance and reminded:

"But no matter what the process is, this is not a good thing. As long as you come into contact with the gods, even for just a moment, the gods' gaze will follow. They are eternal. The gods will watch every moment of mortals, but mortals There’s no guarantee that you won’t have any flaws in your life.”

"Once the gods find an opportunity, mortals will undoubtedly die, and even... even if they die, they may not be able to escape."

"For believers, that may mean entering the eternal kingdom of heaven, but you... you are not a believer. You have no belief in any god."

Having been in the Tundra Territory for so long, how could Archmage McCann be unfamiliar with Baron Lane.

"A person like you is a born magician, but you don't have any magic talent. It's really strange."

Archmage McCann persuaded Ryan that even if the war failed, he could retreat to Lingdu City and slowly think of ways to recruit support through the nobles. Even if it took a long time, he could still take back the tundra territory.

Everyone can see that this war between the orcs and the Tundra Territory is difficult for humans to defeat. After all, only the power of the empire can fight against the orcs in the north, and now the North Wind Province has been abandoned by the empire.

It is very difficult for Lane to hold on to the Tundra Territory. It can be said to be impossible. On the Xiangshan Plain, all the nobles in Beifeng Province have joined forces, but here, only Baron Lane, a nobleman, leads the territory to resist.

Ryan naturally understands what Archmage McCann means. In fact, these powerful extraordinary people more or less think this way. They can accept failure.

Ryan can also accept the defeat of the war, but what he can't accept is the land, the displacement, and all the accumulation in the past, disappearing in one fell swoop.

A victorious war can make him laugh indifferently, but the loss of land and population can make him record two volumes.

If there is no other way, Ryan has to accept this fact.

But now there is no last resort. On Ryan's spiritual panel, there is also the dusk divinity of 150 units of taisu. After learning about it from Archmage McCann, Ryan feels that it may not be possible to reproduce it.

Divinity is stored in the spiritual panel, so does the spiritual panel become the membrane between him and divinity? Can you help him eliminate the consequences of divinity?

Or... someone else?

No, the opponent does not have the protection of the spiritual panel. Regardless of success or failure, he will eventually be swallowed by Surtur at dusk. If Lane's existence is discovered from his memory, Lane will have a more terrifying enemy.

Deafening shouts of killing came from the distance, and Ryan turned around. The Winter City was within sight, and it was not very tall. After all, the construction of this city was still half-finished. Those werewolves before were able to jump up the city wall in one go, and could only serve as a guide to the army. Get some psychological comfort.

Therefore, if the soldiers on the fortress defense line are really allowed to retreat to Winter City, the final result may not be as good as the fortress.

Taking a deep breath, Ryan said to Brand beside him:

"Let the Bucks assemble."

"We head to the battlefield."

Fortress defense line.

There are tens of thousands of people from the Tundra Territory here. This is a huge number. It is precisely because of this number that they can insist on guarding this line of defense. If there were no werewolves and other orcs, this would be impossible. This line of defense can definitely be defended until the end, until the orcs retreat.

But the existence of werewolves is much more powerful than humans. Ordinary humans are as thin as chickens in front of werewolves. Even these werewolves are only civilian-level units among the werewolves, but facing humans, Their claws can pierce human chests, and the speed at which they run makes even the most physically fit ordinary people unable to catch up. What's more, with all their hair, ordinary people may not even be able to break through their defenses when pierced by weapons. .

That's when the defense is truly broken. Werewolves simply crush humans in all aspects.

Except for the blood weakness that Ryan has not found yet, werewolves are almost a perfect group. Like humans, they can forge and use tools.

The Bucks Legion rushed to the battlefield, guarding Ryan firmly in the middle. From all directions, more and more orcs began to surround this extraordinary legion composed of knights and attendants. However, after constantly charging and killing, only one person was left. body on the ground.

Ryan was in the middle, ignoring the fighting around him. Before the Buck Legion's physique was not exhausted, it was impossible for the orcs to cross them and appear in front of him.

"Sacrifice requires something that attracts the attention of the gods. War and death, the haze in the fire, Surtur will not refuse."

"In addition, a medium is also needed. Otherwise, if it communicates with other beings, the consequences will be disastrous, but this is the least of the problems for me."

"Finally, there are prayer articles, the power of language, to make calls. Well, this is not a problem. In the process of opening up Beifeng Avenue, I gained a lot of these things, and for me, this is just a walk. process."

The divine origins on the spiritual panel are like a pool of stagnant water. The first thing Ryan has to do is to make them come alive.

Drainage is the only way to activate the twilight divinity like dead water with the living source of divinity.

That requires the appearance of Surtur at dusk.

"Then... the great leader of dusk, the being reborn in the flames, the immortal Surtur in the depths of heaven, I call you to come with my devout faith."

Ryan's mouth still echoes with ancient vocabulary. These are the words translated by the orc priests. He remembers them very sluggishly, but it is not important. Mortals will pay attention to memorizing everything to prove their devout beliefs, and Ryan does not need it.

He has no faith, and his piety comes from...

Pointing his finger on the ground, he saw the sacrificial pattern carved with blood. This pattern witnessed countless death and blood, strife and flames in this war.

The divinity falls at dusk. If one portion of Taisu's divine origin is not enough, then two or three portions...

As long as he gives enough -

Rumbling, the ground shook, and a great and inexplicable aura descended.

Sure enough, as long as he gave enough, Surtur, the leader of dusk, would not refuse him.

"My faith is truly devout."

Ryan laughed, and he felt that there was a great gaze in the sky that was focusing on this place and this sacrifice.

"My lost origin..."

The invisible voice could only be heard by Ryan. Surtur was trying to squeeze into this world and descend into the ceremony to summon Him. He was excited that he could take back part of his divine origin.

However, this sacrifice was not dedicated to Him. Even Surtur was part of the sacrifice, used to activate the divinity stored in Ryan's spiritual panel.

If the stove can't ignite a flame, you might as well let a match light it. At this moment, Surtur is the match in Ryan's hand.

He felt the activity of divinity, so the next moment, before Surtur arrived and his eyes had not yet settled down, Ryan took the lead.

This sacrifice is dedicated to communication and connection, and is dedicated to Surtur.

He is the only one who can respond and come, but now, Ryan uses the divine origin of dusk to intercept Hu.

Since I am calling Surtur, it is reasonable for the dusk origin belonging to Surtur to come to me, right?

The most important thing is that I am closer to this ceremony than Surtur. It will take some time for Surtur to arrive. I stand here and descend directly, but it is extremely easy.

At this moment, Ryan's vision changed. The earth became broader in his vision. The towering mountains turned into small mounds. He also saw the sky farther away. The wind and snow in the north were spreading to the south. In the southern land, the sun was shining brightly, and the dazzling brilliance of the sun made it impossible for Ryan to open his eyes.

"I implore the great being to descend upon the glory of dusk."

Lane was calling, responding to himself, himself.

One hundred and fifty Taisu units, is this a lot? It can be said to be huge, because you must know that among those sacrificial ruins, what Ryan finally found was nothing more than a copy of the Dusk Origin of the Taisu unit.

Regardless of the loss in the process, one hundred and fifty copies of the Taisu unit Dusk Source is enough for Ryan to squander.

Boom! ! !

Thunder seemed to ring in the sky because of Surtur's anger, and then, Ryan's body began to burn with flames. He used the spiritual panel as a medium and used the origin of dusk to descend...in his own body.

And he himself is the owner of the spiritual panel.

A perfect closed loop was formed, Ryan descended into Ryan's body, and Ryan controlled everything in Ryan's body. Ryan was still Ryan, but Ryan's vision became different.

In front of his eyes, the world was a world of flames. There was a faint firelight inside the stone, which should have been transformed by the energy of the stone.

This is the weakest flame, but the entire world is densely packed with countless such flames, forming a burning earth.

The sky is also burning. The boiling flames are not as turbid as the ground. Perhaps there is too little material, so it appears clear.

The sky and the earth make up the world. In the world, countless jumping flames appear in front of Ryan. Some flames are constantly extinguishing. Ryan understands that this is the fire of life.

For example, what he saw on Brand next to him was a blazing flame. In the depths of the flame, a stag was entrenched, looking at him. It was an extraordinary fire.

Ryan looked at the orcs in the distance again. The moment he saw those werewolves, Ryan understood...understood the secret that Earl William said.

"Blood and bloodline..."

Ryan murmured in a low voice, and he understood, but his voice echoed in the void, but did not disperse for a long time. The surrounding knights and attendants looked at the lord who was covered in flames in shock. They felt infinite from the voice. The majesty makes them instinctively surrender, believe, awe and loyalty.

The sound echoed further away. In those fortresses, although people could not see Ryan outside, they still felt the great majesty inexplicably.

At this moment, Ryan also thought of a way to deal with these orcs. Werewolves are strong because of their blood. Similarly, their glory is also a curse that will not dissipate from them.

"Thirsty for blood, thirsty for blood."

This is the source of the werewolves' powerful power, and also their biggest weakness.

"Let the blood bury everything you have and use it for me."

Ryan floated into the sky. In his eyes, he became the master of this world of fire.

The flames are different. Even if Ryan's vision at this moment shows that different stones, trees, lives and ice and snow have the same flame, he can also see the difference in the flames burning in the werewolves' bodies.

He looked at a werewolf. The next moment, the werewolf who was fighting with the knight suddenly knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. He curled up together, and fine blood continued to seep out of his body like sweat dew.

He was afraid, but the next moment, the gray flame in his heart burned, and the werewolf's eyes were no longer afraid. He looked at Ryan in the sky fanatically and made a completely different wolf howl.

Awoo——