Throne of the North

In the arena of Scala City, Ryan stood outside the arena and did not enter easily.

This is a place where the power of gods can come, and Ryan feels great malice in it.

"Apart from the arena, are there no places where miracles have appeared?"

Ryan asked. The first thing he did when he came to Skala City was to find out if there was any power among the people of Gam that could allow him to obtain spiritual blessings.

If there is an artifact, it may be the best medium, and apart from the artifact, the people of Gam have nothing worth collecting.

The furs of those beasts are the medium of their faith.

"In the north of the world, there are some ancient war ruins. There may be what you want there."

Next to Ryan, Wulf the wolf said, "Of course, there is no beast fur on his body now."

"Ruins of war? Relics left behind by the war between gods more than a hundred years ago?"

"Yes."

This was the first time Ryan had heard about the remnants of the pandimensional war between gods, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"Didn't the wind and snow in the north submerge those ruins?"

"The icy wind and snow cannot completely cover up the ruins. We once organized people to search for them, hoping to awaken more power from the gods."

Ulf said that they had no choice but to wear the furs of wild beasts. They wanted to be like their ancestors, wearing robes woven from dragon skins.

They tried hard, but failed in the end. The only gain was that after that, four of the most powerful fighters appeared among Garm's people.

Turning around and leaving the arena and Skala City, Ryan didn't even leave a single soldier behind.

"Lord Baron, I'm afraid they won't really surrender."

Beside him, Brand spoke.

"Of course, I won't get their loyalty until I deal with the Hounds' gods."

Compared to Brand's guess, Ryan has more intuitive evidence, that is, the numbers on his spiritual panel have not changed at all.

He also needs to conquer all the people of Garm, including many villages and towns outside Skala City, as well as the Tyrell Forest City in the north.

In Garm's civilization, there are no kings or rulers, which will make Ryan's conquest difficult. Their will widely covers every Garm people.

In other words, their king is their god. When Ryan wants to conquer everyone, he must also conquer the gods.

"But it's not important. Before dealing with their gods, whether it is Skala City or Tyrell Forest City, we must occupy them and let the flag of the Tundra Territory be planted in the centers of these two cities."

The rumbling iron hoofs trampled on the ice and snow, and Ryan led his two legions to kill towards the forest to the north.

Tyrell Forest City is not far away from Skala City, but looking at the tall city walls and closed city gates, Ryan also had difficulties.

The cavalry cannot attack the city, and the same goes for the extraordinary cavalry. The Stag Legion is not the Holy Heavenly Legion of the Holy See, and the northern war horses will not grow wings and fly.

The violent war bear could try to attack the city gate, but the fox-skinned Brunamigis above his head had elite archery skills, so that the armored bear could not concentrate on attacking the city gate. After the first wave failed to gain, the city The people of Gam have arrived and are desperately resisting the attack from outside.

Night, inside the arena.

Hupi knelt in the center of the arena. The land here had long been eroded by blood, carrying a strong evil aura.

Bruni Makis was a little confused. He raised his head, hoping for instructions from the gods.

"Great Being, your devout people pray to you, asking for your answer."

"The invaders from another world have occupied half of the land of the people of Gam. They have surrounded the remaining half of the land, preventing your believers from leaving the city to find food. Maybe it won't be long before the remaining land will also be occupied."

"Tyrel Forest City will not be submerged by wind and snow under your will. Your largest number of believers live here, but now, we don't know how to defeat those invaders from other worlds."

"We need your help."

Following Foxpelt's prayer call, a pair of frightening eyes suddenly lit up around the quiet arena. Foxpelt looked over and saw a group of muscular hounds walking out. They were raised by families in the city. The hound represents the extraordinary seed.

A hound came to Foxpelt and stretched out his neck.

Foxpelt understood something, he took out the dagger and tore open the hound's neck. Blood fell on Foxpelt's body like pillars. During the whole process, the hound was so quiet and scary that it died without any struggle.

Foxpelt stood up, holding a dagger in his hand. In the dark night, hounds appeared around him, waiting for him to take action.

The moment dawn came, the blood of the hounds in the arena flowed like a stream. The fox furs trampled in the blood stepped out of the arena step by step. He killed five thousand hounds. Their souls were not taken away by the gods, but It was integrated into his soul by some means by the gods.

Foxpelt pulled his long bow, but the bowstring broke the next moment, and the long bow could no longer support his current strength.

Returning to his home, Hupi took out the weapon found in the ruins that he had treasured for a long time. This was the weapon of a powerful transcendent who was once a member of Gam.

"I will lead all the people of Tyrell Forest City to defeat the invaders from another world and sacrifice their souls to you."

Bruni Makis turned into a fox, and then let out a shrill roar, and everyone in Tyrell Forest City took action. Regardless of men, women, old and young, they were all the people of Garm and believers of the hound god.

"Fight for the gods!"

Fanatic belief turned these people into warriors. They appeared on the city walls and roared at the troops outside.

Regarding this scene, Ryan directly ordered the army to retreat three thousand meters and wait at the edge of the forest.

"At this time, their combat effectiveness and fighting will are at their peak."

"But faith cannot be eaten as food. When they are hungry, their faith will not be so fanatical."

Three hours later, Ryan led the army to advance again and appeared outside Forest City.

The people in Forest City were nervous again, clamoring to go out and fight the invaders to the death.

There are more than 40,000 people in this city, but there are only two or three thousand soldiers on the opposite side. Is that enough?

If it wasn't enough, Fox-skinned Bruni Makis had seen with his own eyes the power of those alien soldiers. Each one of them was comparable to the surviving combatants in the arena.

Most of them have to surpass the fighters, which is not the most critical thing.

The most important thing is that those soldiers are wearing armor, and even the bears are wearing metal armor. The people of Garmu have no advantage in their weapons, and most of them are not even qualified to break through the defense of those soldiers.

Maybe 40,000 to 50,000 people can tire out the more than 2,000 soldiers and win the victory, but what if not?

Can more than 2,000 soldiers massacre 40,000 to 50,000 ordinary people?

Hupi did not dare to start a war easily outside the city. The advantage of the war did not belong to their side. He also needed to wait for the Garmu people in the villages and towns around Forest City to surround the alien army outside under the will of the gods.

In this way, Ryan advanced and retreated, always keeping a distance from the people in Tyrell Forest City. Visibly, the fanatical belief in the city disappeared a lot.

Many people in the city began to feel tired, sleepy, and hungry. In addition, the passage of time dulled their enthusiasm. They began to return to their homes and look for food.

Over and over again, the city has lost its peak combat effectiveness, and it is likely that it will never have it again.

Hupi also realized this, and he was a little frightened. If this continued, Gam's people would no longer have the fighting ability, and there were only more than 120 fighters alive in this city.

Let him take these more than 120 people to deal with the aliens outside?

Foxpelt's face became angry, and he turned into a fox again and started roaring.

"The great gods guide us to the victory we are destined to achieve. People of Gam, kill the alien invaders outside and sacrifice their souls in the arena to the great gods!"

Hupi couldn't wait any longer, so he summoned the people in the city. However, half a day ago he could summon tens of thousands of people, but now, only fifteen thousand people listened to his call. The rest of them had entered the sage time in their hearts. .

The days are dull, and so are their souls.

"Damn trash, how dare you ignore the will of the gods."

The souls of the fighters were so fanatical that they kicked open the doors of every house and drove the people inside to rush to the battlefield. In the end, a chaotic army of nearly 30,000 people rushed out of Tyrell Forest City and ran wildly through the forest toward the battlefield. The alien legions in the distance were killed.

"He seemed different."

Outside the forest, on the snow, Ryan looked at the fox-skin fighter that gradually became clearer in his field of vision.

The latter was bending the bow and setting up an arrow. There was no arrow in his hand, but as he drew the long bow, a snow-white illusory arrow appeared on the long bow. The next moment, the bowstring trembled, and the snow-white arrow had disappeared. In the void.

Brand only had time to react and block in front of Ryan. He couldn't even raise the shield in his hand, and the arrow sank into his eyebrows.

"Magic arrows?"

The magic factor in this world is not active, so it cannot be a magic arrow.

"The power of the soul."

As soon as Ryan's murmur ended, a roar of a stag that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness came to his ears. Its sound was deafening, tearing a road open in the dense mountain forest, and then the huge stag charged with sharp antlers. come out.

Brand's eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky. The soul arrows of the fox-skinned Bruni Makis could kill ninety-nine percent of the people in this legion, but only Brand's soul could not be shaken by his arrows.

This is a warrior favored by the will of the stag. Brand carries all the glory of Exnel's existence. The stag protects him, and his soul will never fall.

The horses under him ran wildly, and two thousand fully armed cavalry rushed out. Just like the previous war, the army composed of the people of Tyrell Forest City had no rules. They could not care about each other, could not cooperate with each other, and the battle was chaotic. The method is doomed, even if there are tens of thousands of people, they are just a piece of scattered sand.

The only difference between this war and the previous war is that the fox-skinned Bruni Makis's soul was blessed by the death of thousands of hounds. His soul withstood too much power from the gods, and at this moment he bowed again. The arrows were no longer soul arrows, but sharp arrows forged from gold. They carried such huge power that the shield held up by Brand split in an instant.

Arrow after arrow, Fox Skin's archery skills were absolutely confident. Each arrow was aimed at Brand's head. Many cracks had appeared on the surface of the hard armor.

"One more shot to go."

Foxpelt was murmuring. He was looking for the last chance. He was sure to send this arrow into the opponent's head and completely kill the powerful enemy.

Finally, the arrow flew out at a speed faster than the naked eye could capture. It spanned a distance of tens of meters in an instant and was about to break into the crack on Brand's helmet with precision.

But at this moment, a layer of blood-colored light and shadow flickered on Brand's body.

The arrow did not make a mistake and landed where the previous arrows had landed, but it failed to penetrate Brand's armor as promised.

The Stag's Shield, the holy knight's combat skills cover the whole body. Any offensive lethality will be covered in every corner of the armor. The power of the arrows is not borne by the cracks in the helmet alone, but is hard and relaxed by the entire armor. resisted the arrow.

Its sharpness is spread to the whole body, and then it is no longer sharp.

The war horse trampled over, and Fox Fur had no chance to shoot another arrow. Brand appeared in front of him, the war horse leaped high with its front hooves, and the knight's long sword fell like a stream of light. As a matching knight's combat skills, The most special thing about the Spear of Heroes and Shield of the Stag is that their casting is instantaneous.

The sharp sword can definitely tear the flesh and bones of the fox skin. The moment the blood splashes, the fox skin Brunamigis turns into a fox, turns around and runs away into the distance.

The long sword had just scratched his neck, but before the wound was torn open, the body of the tall fox-fur warrior in front of him turned into a fox the size of an arm. This transformation technique was at the soul level, and it was faster than anything else. He also managed to survive this sword attack.

I just don’t know if the fox-skin warrior who was slashed in the neck can survive.

"Kill all the fighters. The remaining ordinary people, those kneeling on the ground, can survive!"

Brand roared loudly, his majestic voice penetrated the battlefield, and his absolute strength and defense allowed him to harvest the lives of anyone who was still trying to resist. It was so easy for the extraordinary golden knight to crush these ordinary mortals. .

A large number of corpses were once again left on the battlefield. If the first time was just an accident, then the second time now is to completely tell these people that there is no comparability between the combat capabilities of the two sides.

Even more people escaped. The 30,000-strong army was constantly disintegrating as soon as they left the city. Those who had been forced out by the fighters had already fled back to the city without paying attention.

During the battlefield, many people from Tyrell Forest City fled, resulting in the total number of dead and living people left here, not even the original fifteen thousand.

"Tie them up."

Ryan did not go to Tyrell Forest City immediately. He waited outside the forest for a night. During this night, the Garmu people who had their beast furs ripped off were shivering with cold. Some seriously injured warriors died directly, and the rest The living people also completely lost their strength. After staying on the snow all night in the cold winter, they would still have many hidden injuries.

Early the next morning, Ryan took the people of Tyrell Forest City who had lost their fighting power to the city in the middle of the forest.

Standing outside the city, the city's gate is still closed.

"You have been defeated. Open the city gate, otherwise we will kill your relatives and kill your companions!"

A row of soldiers with frozen faces were pushed out, and the voices of the knight attendants echoed over the city.

"The noble lord of the Tundra Territory, Ryan, will declare his conquest and rule over you. From today on, you are the subjects of the Tundra Territory."

"Only those who are alive are qualified to become citizens of the Tundra Territory, or do you choose what you think is a heroic death?"

The knight's squire drew his sword and landed it on the shoulder of a warrior.

"What's his name? Who is his family in this city? Who are his friends?"

"Do you want him dead?"

"Do you want these more than 7,000 people to die?"

On the city wall, pairs of eyes looked outside in fear. In yesterday's war, more than 7,000 people were captured, and the ropes that bound them were simply torn from the animal skins they were wearing.

No one spoke, but after batch after batch of people were killed, the remaining people in the city couldn't sit still. A violent conflict broke out at the city gate, and then the heavy gate was opened.

Trampling blood and cruelty, Lion entered the forest city of Tyrell.