Throne of the North

The Hound and the Wolf, Garm and Fenrir.

Only then did Ryan realize that this world has different owners, wolves and hounds. The wolves have the civilization and humans of the wolves, and the hounds have the civilization and humans of the hounds.

Lane was now in the civilization of hounds, and in addition to what Lamont knew, there was also the civilization of wolves.

"They live in the mountains and forests like wild beasts. They rely on hunting for a living, but sometimes when they can't hunt prey, they invade our territory and plunder our food."

"Don't they also have gods watching over them?"

"No, our great gods killed their gods."

Lamont said confidently, but there was no way Ryan could believe this.

Without the help of gods, how can Fenrir's people fight against the people of Garm who are blessed by gods once a month?

At the end of Lamont's departure, he told Lane.

"You should be careful at night. The hounds will be released to hunt, and they may eat your horses. I am still waiting for you to use the magician's methods to help me strengthen my body."

"Are they afraid of death?"

Ryan asked with a smile.

…

The next day, early in the morning.

The villagers of this village came out and looked with pale faces at the hundreds of hounds lying in a pool of blood around the stone house. The air was still filled with rich blood.

Looking in front of the corpse, a knight's attendant wearing full body armor stood there indifferently holding a cold and sharp sword, looking at the villagers with endless murderous intent.

Both sides got the answer, the hound was not afraid of death, and Lamont also got help from a potion.

Originally, Ryan wanted to use spiritual blessings to win people's hearts, but after knowing that the world was watched by gods, he switched to magic potions.

"This magic potion will double your body's physical fitness within three months, if... your food can keep up."

Potions are precious, but they come at a high cost, especially in a world where food is scarce.

Lane also left the village, telling Lamont that he might come back in the future.

He did not go to Skala City because the gods were watching there, and if an outsider was discovered, trouble might arise.

He left in the opposite direction, and his destination was where there were more wolves.

In the end, after a knight squire fell into a trap, Ryan also found his destination.

Looking at the forest in front of him, Ryan bent his bow and drew the arrow. Under the power of fighting spirit, the arrow burned and then sank into the forest.

The trees were burning, and the cold snow could not extinguish the flames, for those were the flames created by the power of the Lion Knights.

The fire quickly spread, covering more than a dozen trees, and thick smoke appeared in the sky.

Soon, amid the shouts, only dark smoke was left in the forest, and then at the edge of the forest, seven or eight people stared at Ryan outside with gloomy eyes.

"I want to talk to you."

A man let out a wolf howl, and wild wolves appeared in the surrounding wilderness.

They were approaching, their eyes were cruel and greedy, and they obviously had no intention of negotiating with Ryan.

But it was enough. After stalling for time, Ryan looked at both sides of the mountain forest, where attendants rushed over and pushed seven or eight humans to the ground.

"You don't seem to have any extraordinary means."

Ryan said this while looking at the humans wearing animal skin armor in front of him.

"Egil will not let you go."

"Egil? Can you call him over?"

Ryan said, waving his hand to ask the Knight Squire to move away from the person who spoke, but the moment the Knight Squire loosened his grip, the bound beastskin warrior turned his wrist, and a dagger fell into his palm, and quickly stabbed towards Ryan.

Lingdong raised his front hoof high, and then slammed it down hard. The iron hoof fell on the opponent's body, making two bloody holes.

Looking at the animal skin warriors who were about to die on the ground, Ryan's eyes fell on the remaining people.

"I heard that you are all born warriors, and now it turns out that's true, so no one is willing to give me a message?"

The soldiers struggled and tried to resist, but Lane ordered them all to be killed.

Looking at the mountains and forests here, Ryan smiled after being silent.

"A world without nobles is kind of interesting."

Savage, cruel, ferocious, and ruthless, the two civilized humans in this world have an extremely frivolous attitude towards life.

Not just humans, but also hounds and wolves.

"Master McCann, it seems that I have to ask you to take action. Help me capture a group of people."

Ryan opened the door to the plane, and the attendants returned to the tundra territory and quickly brought tents one after another.

"Set up camp."

Although the power of the Archmage cannot be supplemented by magic in this world where the magic factor is inactive, the magic in his body is still abundant, and the powerful magic descended on the mountain forest like a miracle, driving dozens of people out.

When night falls, the fire is bright in the camp, Archmage McCann is floating in the sky, and the bound humans of the wolf tribe below are brought to Ryan.

By the firelight, Ryan looked at the prisoners.

There is no weak person, there is only one old man, and even his body is not as strong as an old man. Every man and woman is in extremely good health. Even a few children stare at the people in this camp with wolf-like eyes, and their hands and feet have clear muscles.

"Are you short of food?"

Lian was sitting on the ground outside the tent. In front of him, a steak was grilled on a stove. The spices sprinkled between his fingers made the smell of the grilled meat spread far away. These dozens of people swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

Lian grabbed the grilled meat and threw it to the side. Volibear did not move, just opened his mouth and chewed the fragrant grilled meat.

"This is a deal. You answer some of my questions and I will let you eat a full meal."

Every knight and attendant around were eating meat. Small-scale travel was so convenient. Ryan could send people back to the frozen land to bring food at any time.

"What do you want to know?"

The old man in the crowd who could kill a cow spoke up. He looked greedily at the steak in front of Ryan. His body told him that it was very fragrant.

"About your world."

"Invaders from other worlds?"

The old man's eyes became cruel at this moment.

"Calm down, I'm not your enemy. Your enemies seem to be the people of Gam?"

A knight servant walked over and tied the old man's hands behind his back, holding them tightly to prevent sudden resistance during the day.

The servants were extremely vigilant about these people at this moment. These people were born warriors and would resist at any opportunity.

The old man was brought to Ryan and knelt down. A servant grabbed his hands and a servant crossed his sword across his neck.

"Fenrir's land has a long history. When do you want to start listening?"

The old man licked his lips. Such a close distance made his abdomen call, and the smell of meat made him lose his mind.

"Do you know a lot?"

Ryan's eyes lit up.

"Not a lot, but..."

The old man glanced at Ryan. The cunning of the hungry wolf made him think about what Ryan wanted to know.

"The Pan-Plane War of Gods."

He said a word. This was the first time Ryan heard such a word in the world outside the Norris continent.

Even in the warlike world of Birki, the people there talked about the war of the frost lord.

"Very good."

Lian laughed, and he looked at the knight's squire, who let go of one of the old man's hands. The latter could not wait to grab the stove in front of him and put it into his mouth regardless of the hot steak.

"Don't worry."

Lian interrupted the other party's second hand.

"Keep talking, you can get more."

"One or two hundred years ago, the gods' pan-dimensional war came, and Fenrir's people followed the great gods to fight."

"But in the end, our ancestors didn't know the reason, and Fenrir's people returned to their own world, but the war was not over. Giants, demons, humans, orcs, elves, dwarves... all had armies appearing in our world."

"The gods led our ancestors to resist and killed all the enemies. Just when they won, Gam's invasion came."

The old man swallowed the meat in his mouth with big mouthfuls, speaking vaguely.

"Those damn hounds, they occupied our world, occupied our land, their gods declared war on our gods."

"You failed."

Lian said so provocatively, causing a blood mark to appear on the old man's neck when he struggled, and the chill brought by the sword calmed him down.

"Not lost, our gods didn't lose!"

"After killing all the invading enemies, he used his last strength to curse the gods served by the hounds, causing the world to fall into death, and making the hounds' gods unable to release their divine power again."

"We will help the gods win the final victory in the war and kill those damn hounds."

In this man's mouth, Ryan got a different historical past.

He asked:

"Then are there any extraordinary powers here? Do your gods give you powerful powers?"

The old man fell silent.

"War belongs to mortals."

But he was excited again.

"Even those damn hounds don't have power beyond mortals. They are still beasts in the fur of wild beasts, and we, the people of Fenrir, are the most powerful hunters."

"We will kill them, just like hunting wild beasts."

Without the extraordinary, it seems that the gods served by the people of Fenrir have been defeated and may have died.

"Do you know the North?"

Knowing the term "the pan-dimensional war of gods", the North is certainly not unfamiliar.

"The entire Fenrir world is the North created by the gods!"

The old man said proudly that the world has become like this because their gods finally fought back and killed countless enemies.

This is not the same as the North Ryan knows.

Not right...

The only difference between the North in front of him, the Norris Continent, and the north of the frozen land is the inactivity of the magic factor.

In addition, there is life, vitality, and resources.

Ryan can probably think of the inactivity of the magic factor.

The curse of the wolf civilization gods of Fenrir makes the magic factor no longer active.

In this case, the extraordinary ways in the Hound civilization will not be powerful enough to crush His believers. In addition, the magic factor is not active and magicians will not pass by here. That is the only force that can bring changes to this world. Magicians are originally challengers of the gods.

So for so many years, this world has maintained the war domain of mortals. The person in front of him said it well. Even if they are covered with the fur of wild beasts, the extraordinary system of Gam's people is at most comparable to that of bronze knights.

It is still pure physical bronze, not even hexagonal warriors, but at most three or four-sided.

This extraordinary system belongs to a minority of people.

It is destined that there is a balance between the two sides in the war between hounds and wolves.

"Egil will lead us to retake the world and land."

The old man said vaguely. When Ryan was about to ask this Egil, a wolf howl suddenly came from the night outside the camp.

Awooo——

Boggard, who was leaning on Volibear, suddenly stood up and looked up at the night outside.

"It's not the cry of a wild beast."

Brand said the same thing next to him.

"It's definitely not."

Ryan pointed at the captives in front of him. They were very excited and struggling. Some even bit a fang from their mouths and wanted to fight back, but they were slapped in the face and their cheeks were congested.

On the dark snow outside the camp, pairs of green eyes lit up, rushing towards the camp where the fire was from all directions.

Archmage McKen flew into the sky, and the surging wind in the void made his robe rustle.

Do archmages who are good at studying life magic have powerful lethal magic?

The answer is yes, and because of the massive research of life magicians, there are many such means.

Let alone the power, it is enough to deal with the wolves in the darkness around now.

"Blood withers!"

A circle of dim red blood light spread around. In the darkness, the wolf pack running in the front suddenly stumbled and fell like a dog eating shit. In the snow, the wild wolf was at a loss. It wanted to stand up, but its bones were so soft that it fell again.

Breathing heavily, the wild wolf felt the weakness of its heart. It seemed to be old and aging, so it looked terrified.

More and more wolves were defeated by the power of magic. In less than a minute, there was no more howling of wolves outside the camp. They lay on the ground in despair, and even wanting to stand up became a luxury.

In the dark distance, a group of people looked at the snow in front of them in fear. The night could not deprive them of light, and their vision was clear.

"What kind of strange power is this?"

The crowd was terrified, and then felt a commotion behind them.

Turned around and hurriedly made way.

"Where did this group of damn invaders come from?"

A young man, followed by three white wolves that were twice as strong as ordinary wild wolves, looked at the fire in front of him and roared a little manically.

"Go over and kill them all!"

The young man gave an order, and dozens of people rushed out, but the magic in the void continued. When they were 100 meters close to the camp, these people felt that their speed and reaction speed had slowed down.

The three white wolves howled to the sky, emitting a faint light under the moonlight, resisting the power of magic. At the same time, the young man in the lead also had bloodshot eyes and rushed forward violently. He was not affected too much.

He was also the only one who rushed to the gate of the camp.

The gate was open, and the young man rushed in, and then saw a tall figure wearing armor appeared in front of him, punching him in the face.

When he woke up, the young man had already knelt in front of Ryan. He struggled, but the whole person was bound by a magic chain and could not move.

"Are you the Egil they are talking about? It seems that you are not as powerful as imagined."

Ryan learned that Egil was the leader of Fenrir's people and would lead them to kill those Gam hounds and humans.

Moreover, he could successfully lead others to plunder every time, and Egil's reputation was also spread in the civilization of Gam.

His origin is also very magical. He is a fighter who survived in the arena, but his origin is that of Fenrir's people. Strictly speaking, he betrayed the victory of the arena and was hunted all the way to the wolf pack.

The initial days were also legendary. He was rescued by the wolf pack, but was not liked by Fenrir's people and was excluded.

Unlike the world of nobles, this world is cruel but also has some advantages. That is, if you want to integrate into a certain circle, you just need to be strong enough.

Egil did it. He killed many leaders and became the only leader. He is gradually leading all the living people of Fenrir.

The population of Fenrir civilization of the wolf pack is sparse, and all the people added up to only five or six thousand people.

The only strong thing is that they are all soldiers, which is more extreme than the violent war bear people in the world of Bilki. Even children of seven or eight years old are warriors who can kill wild wolves alone.

Looking at Egil in front of him, Ryan was thinking about what method to use to conquer and own this world.

At the end of this world, he will definitely face the gods, but if he fails to pass the level, he will also get the right to open the next world. If the frozen land wants to become stronger, it cannot go beyond this world.

Thinking about the previous Bilki world, Ryan felt that perhaps using the customs of this world was the only answer.

There are many ways to conquer. The conquest of inheritance can be brought by knowledge, food, technology and civilization. Naturally, there is also military conquest. Often the conquest of war is more intuitive and quick.

Ryan didn't know if this method would work, but the world was already like this, so there was nothing to worry about.

No matter how brutal Ryan's conquest was, it was not as cruel as the world itself.