Throne of the North

In the dark gully, humans carefully carried wooden spikes, which were sharp weapons against werewolves. Many people curled up their limbs because this would keep their bodies warm in the cold wind.

Some of them were muttering and praising the greatness of light.

"Do you think the God of Light will really save us slaves?"

A slave asked his companion who was constantly praising the light, asking nervously and a little irritated.

"Yes, the great light will give us immortal sunshine, so that we will never be hungry or cold."

"He doesn't care whether we are slaves or not. In the eyes of the gods, we are all believers."

"Lance, you have changed a lot."

The man who was also a slave soldier said enviously that since believing in light, his companions have changed significantly. Although they still look like slaves, Lance's tone and way of speaking have changed.

"Light will really change us, Gerald, let's serve the great light together."

Lance said to his companion who was carrying wooden spikes together.

"Me? I'm not very good. I can't even remember those words. I hear you say them every day, but I just can't remember them."

"I'm too stupid."

"It doesn't matter. The light will accept every sincere servant."

"We will live in the sun."

Then the two of them were silent again, doing their own things. Lance was still muttering, and Gerard beside him followed his figure, serving the light like a toddler.

"Have you noticed that the sun is really warmer?"

"The noble lord did not lie to us. As long as we cross that mountain, there will be warm sunshine and countless food."

"I feel it, I feel it. The sun is dazzling and warm."

Lance rushed out of the ravine and opened his hands not to embrace the sun. He was a servant of the light and had no qualifications. He stretched out his hands because he needed to bow to the great light, and also because there were traces of werewolves in his field of vision.

The human ran out of the ditch. The werewolf rushed over excitedly and roared at the human, trying to see the fear of him on the human's face.

But no, the human's expression was fanatically serving the sun above his head, and then he actually attacked him with a spear in hand.

"Stupid, weak human."

The werewolf felt bored. Such ordinary humans were too thin. Only human knights could be his opponents, and for such weak mortals, he could kill three with one claw.

But the next moment, the werewolf opened his eyes wide and looked at the spear that pierced his heart in disbelief, as if it was burning hot and hot, and it was just taken out of the blacksmith's furnace.

How could this be possible? His proud chest and hair, hard skin and bones, did not play any role in hindering.

"The light will guide me to victory, and we are all servants of light. The werewolf is an evil obstacle in front of our faith."

Lance murmured fanatically, the spear in his hand became hotter and hotter, but he felt nothing.

"Praise the light!"

With a roar, Lance kicked the tall werewolf away. The latter died in this private hunt. Lance turned around and looked at the shocked, unbelievable, and fanatical eyes in the cold ravine behind him.

"Praise the great and immortal light. His sunshine will guide us to drive out the evil orcs and let us take back the warm sunshine that belongs to us!"

"We no longer need to be afraid of the cold north! We will have unlimited warmth and unlimited food. Kill these orcs and we will take back our faith!"

Lance roared loudly. His body was bathed in the sun and actually emitted a hazy glimmer. The slave soldiers who saw this scene couldn't help kneeling on the ground, and then struggled to climb out of the cold trench.

In the sun, these slave soldiers no longer shrank their bodies. While stretching their bodies, they felt more warm breath. The sun above their heads was bright, deeper and brighter than any other day.

Among this army of tens of thousands of slaves, there are many devout believers of light. At this moment, under the power of the inexplicable sunlight, they climbed out of the trenches with their companions in the trenches. Their unanimous behavior was actually uniform.

Ryan had to admit that his control over this army could not make this slave army do certain things in a uniform manner.

The God of Light did it.

Ryan stood on the heights of Thunder Cloud Mountain, looking at the human soldiers moving like ants on the battlefield below, and felt a little incredible.

"Light actually responded. Is His gaze so cheap?"

Ryan couldn't figure it out. Even if it was the Dawn Church, this great existence needed to make efforts and serve again and again before it was possible to get a response from the Lord of Dawn. But now, the Lord of Dawn, who changed his name, the God of Light actually responded to His believers so casually.

He even took the initiative to give warm sunshine to dispel the coldness on them.

This is a miracle, not so magnificent, but a miracle that moistens things silently.

Such miracles are the most terrifying, because everyone can feel the power of miracles in person, rather than the illusory and majestic beauty floating in the sky.

However, this miracle seems not to have ended yet.

The sun became brighter and dazzling, and also warmer, dispelling the coldness on the soldiers' bodies, and the cold wind from the north could not blow them away. As the humans who served the light climbed out of the trenches, they all walked toward the ground in unison. Then the werewolf launched an attack.

"The evil werewolves will be judged by the light, kill them, and we will enjoy the warm sunshine alone."

"Praise the light!!"

The spear penetrated the werewolf's body, and the frantic werewolf slapped the human away, but the human quickly got up, with only a little blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

On Leiyun Mountain, Ryan frowned.

"This is not normal."

Belief in the light gives soldiers a strong belief that they are not afraid of death, gives them a hope of struggle, and gives them persistence to survive.

These beliefs can make them less afraid when facing werewolves and raise their weapons bravely.

However, having courage and having strength are two different things.

Mortals, especially slaves who do not have enough food and nutrition, cannot be the opponents of werewolves. Their strength, speed, and physical qualities are all inferior to werewolves.

But now, humans are actually fighting back, and have achieved amazing results. This is unreasonable and should not be done.

"They shouldn't be so powerful, but since it happened, there must be a reason."

"The God of Light gave them power?"

"Mortals cannot bear the power of gods, and the power of light is not so cheap. It will be given to so many people on a large scale."

"Any explosion of power comes with a price."

Ryan quickly came to the camp at the foot of the mountain.

"What's going on with you, these soldiers? Why did you let them attack?"

When the knights watched Ryan's arrival, they found their backbone. Facing Ryan's questioning, these knights didn't know how to explain.

Faced with the miracle and the coming of the power of the gods, the knights did not dare to stop it.

Do we really want them to go against the gods?

"These are my soldiers."

Ryan snorted coldly and led the knights and attendants to the trench battlefield ahead. Tall war horses were running on the battlefield, and in the same direction as the soldiers guided by the light, humans were actually chasing the werewolves.

The God of Light gave the soldiers infinite courage and faith, but most importantly, He gave these slave soldiers the power to confront and kill the orcs head-on.

The offensive and defensive momentum changed. Thousands of human soldiers rushed out of the trenches and attacked the werewolves. However, the angry and violent werewolves ignored them and continued to call the werewolves around them to attack the humans with howls. Come and kill.

"Don't let the werewolves gather, crush them!"

Ryan commanded the cavalry to rush towards the werewolf army in front. There were not too many werewolves, but neither the human army nor the werewolves knew how to arrange their troops. Once both sides collided in a messy manner, the war would be extremely difficult. of cruelty.

Ryan had reason to believe that under the influence of light, these soldiers would not retreat at all, and similarly, once the bloodthirsty and wild werewolves became red-eyed, the two sides would engage in an endless war.

"The vitality of these people is rapidly depleting."

In Ryan's ears, Rose's voice came. After the latter came to the Tundra Territory, she had close contact with the two life magicians, and her unique vision could see many things.

"By burning your vitality, you can make your physique stronger and stronger enough to compete with werewolves. Sunlight is the medium that allows human beings to unleash their life potential in the next few decades in a short period of time, possessing incomparable power. ”

"But in this case... they won't live long."

Ryan said that with this army, the final outcome is almost destined, but this process still makes people feel dissatisfied.

"It's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, but the question now is why the God of Light did this."

"He is lawful and righteous. He will not devour human lives and souls for no reason. There must be a reason for His miracles and blessings."

Ryan looked ahead. On the battlefield, one after another werewolves howled, and then their bodies expanded, turning into majestic werewolves that looked like bears. There was no wisdom or reason in their eyes, they were just beasts. It rushed towards the humans, like a chariot, sweeping through all obstacles in front of it.

"Stop him."

Ryan ordered, and a team of attendants rushed out behind him. The ten-man cavalry rushed towards the werewolf, and the moment their lances rammed into the majestic bear-like werewolf, the expressions of the two attendants changed slightly. They felt the huge obstacle, and then It was the terrifying power that reverberated from the werewolf's flesh and blood, directly lifting the two closest attendants high into the air with lances.

The war horse neighed and ran towards the side, while in mid-air, two attendants were thrown down heavily.

"What a terrifying power!"

Around them, eight knights rushed over. The knights unsheathed their long swords and kept slashing at the werewolf's body. However, every time the werewolf swung its claws, the strong wind and power brought by these unusual stags The attendants were extremely vigilant.

"It's 'Jag'. This werewolf's bloodline has been sublimated and he has become a werewolf of the Jagger clan."

"In other words, the 'Jage' clan we met before just had a name, but this werewolf truly possesses the powerful power contained in the blood of the Jage clan."

"Maybe the reason has been found."

Why the God of Light favors His believers on this battlefield so easily is not because of how pious these slave soldiers are. The only one who can cause the God of Light to care is another god who is also a god.

The great beings serving in the werewolf bloodline changed, which attracted the attention of the God of Light. Their eyes looked at each other, and their power spread to the battlefields on both sides of the land.

Perhaps, just the insignificant ripples caused such drastic changes in this battlefield.

Among the werewolf army, some werewolves' hair turned snow-white, and then they turned into white wind on the battlefield, running in every corner of the battlefield, constantly attacking and killing humans from the dark. This is the werewolf bloodline of the Earl clan.

Similarly, Draco and even the werewolves of the Suno clan, who are said to be immortal, also appeared on the battlefield. Human weapons fell on them, with little effect. Only the bright needle-point light made the werewolves also Had to hide.

But these werewolves became so powerful that their attacks caused humans to fall to the ground and fly dozens of meters away, but they still did not kill these slave soldiers.

The body was shrouded in weak sunlight, hazy and shining. The human soldiers were defeated and knocked away time and time again, but they stood up again and again, praising the light and killing the powerful werewolf again.

Their vitality in the next few decades is their confidence to face the werewolves at this moment, but they don't know how long this confidence can last.

Ryan had no intention of continuing to watch.

"Kill those werewolves whose bloodline has been sublimated."

Without suitable weapons, even human soldiers bathed in light would be hard-pressed to have significant lethality against the werewolves of those clans. In the end, it would take the arrival of knights to tear apart the defense of the werewolves of the Draco clan. The armor defends against the attacks of the Earl clan and the Garg clan. When facing the werewolves of the Suno clan, cut off their heads as well.

"Werewolves are honored by their blood."

"Then let you shed all your blood."

Ryan slashed his sword down, and the Fire Dragon Swallowed the Sky divided the battlefield into two. The cavalry behind him kept shuttling on the battlefield. They would never allow all the werewolves to gather into one group.

Those werewolves whose blood sublimated like beasts had no extra emotions in the war, but the other ordinary werewolves couldn't hold on. They looked at these unkillable humans as if they were monsters. These humans were more werewolves than they werewolves. , the wounds on the body can be healed in an instant.

Werewolves will also avoid its sharp edges, and some werewolves still retreat because they heard the king's call not long ago, requiring them to go to another battlefield.

Seeing a large number of werewolves leaving, Ryan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If it were any other time, he would have led the army to hunt them down, but now, the state of the soldiers worried Ryan.

"Stop attacking!"

Ryan rode his horse quickly to the front of the battlefield and blocked the front of the humans. Looking at his appearance, the soldiers also lowered their heads.

"Lord Ryan, we must kill those evil werewolves and sacrifice them to the great light, so that He will favor our victory and give us more sunshine, so that we will no longer be afraid of the cold in the north and the land that does not grow food. ”

Ryan looked at these soldiers. The power of light actually gave them the courage to talk to him. You must know that when he saw him before, he was trembling and kneeling on the ground.

"I am the commander of the army. Are you questioning my decision?"

Ryan's cold voice echoed in the air, and the soldiers looked at each other. They followed the guidance of the gods and rushed out of the trench to kill the evil orcs, but now Baron Ryan ordered them to stop the attack.

"War, there are ways of war."

The soldiers lowered their heads. They followed the guidance of the light, but they did not dare to resist the noble commander in front of them who had led them against the werewolves from the beginning.

Finally, the faint light on some of the soldiers at the front dimmed. The moment there was no sunshine, the soldiers felt the chill brought by the winter in the north.

To a certain extent, the Lord of Dawn and the God of Light are the most suitable gods for humans to believe in, because his power often does not have absolutely harmful consequences, and can even truly help humans recuperate their bodies.

It's not like Surtur at dusk, who can turn believers into dusk's dependents at every turn. That kind of change is irreversible and extremely barbaric.

"Go back and hold the defense line and prepare to defend against the werewolf's next attack."

Ryan's eyes were sharp, and he saw that some soldiers had gray hair on their heads, but he was obviously very young, a boy. In such a short war, he had lost most of his life force, and he could not live for more than a few years.

Ryan was a little worried. If the battle just lasted for another hour, the humans would lose most of their manpower.

Looking back at the direction in which the werewolves were retreating, he felt that his plan had been successful, although he asked the soldiers to prepare for defense.

There is a high probability that werewolves will not attack Leiyun County.