Throne of the North

Everyone could hear the sound of muscles crushing crystals coming from the belly of the shadow python.

"Come on, you don't think this is the power of dark element magic, do you?"

Rose's eyes were crazy, his body was trembling, and the sound of the metal arm's movements kept ringing. As his wrist split, the blue Philosopher's Stone appeared in his hand.

If an alchemist wants to achieve the legendary level, he must create the Philosopher's Stone.

Rose did it when she was in the Sanctuary.

"I created you out of the invisible and became visible."

Rose threw the Philosopher's Stone towards the shadow python, and the cyan stone was embedded in the python's eyebrows.

The shadow python grew "flesh", flesh and blood like crystal material. The Philosopher's Stone created matter, making the originally shadow-like python become a real life.

The transparent crystals grew out one by one, and then turned dark at a speed visible to the naked eye. This scene made Rose's eyes look lonely.

"Failed."

He succeeded, used this method to create life, and used the power of life to crush the last vitality of the Crystal Hound, but he also failed because he still did not get rid of the shadow magic.

The dark crystal python shrank and turned into a black snake as thick as a hemp rope wrapped around Rose's hand. The whole body was as smooth as a gem, but the eyes seemed to be like the darkness that swallowed everything, making people shudder.

"Is it over?"

Ryan asked, this hound spirit is too difficult to kill, and it takes so many methods to deal with it.

"Finish?"

"This is just the beginning."

Beside him, Aatrox shook his head and said:

"We just solved the human body of the god. You can understand it as his temporary body."

"The gods you discovered are the will of this world. Do you think we killed the world?"

This description silenced Ryan. Killing a world is considered killing a god.

“What does temporary flesh mean?”

He did not expect such a statement, but in retrospect, Surtur was not like this. Surtur was dead, but Surtur at dusk was a great existence. He had also died once before in the Kingdom of Andara. , which is the so-called temporary body?

"The temporary body is when a god loses his own body and has to consume the body condensed from the divine origin due to certain things. These bodies can be preserved for a long time, but no matter how they are preserved, they are not the gods themselves."

"Of course, the weaker the spirit is, the greater the cost of condensing a temporary body."

"But there are also some gods. They themselves are intangible. They may be a gust of wind, they may be a river, they may be..."

When he said this, he looked at the two magicians, Rose and King Serra.

Many people speculate that the eight great beings at the end of the magic path are in this state. They are the wind and the earth...

"The power of the gods summoned by the sacrifice only forces the gods here to face us personally."

"Otherwise, our attack methods won't even be able to reach Him."

As soon as the words fell, Ryan also felt it. It was no longer an earth-shattering movement, nor was it a deafening, turbulent and magnificent scene in the world.

Rather, it comes from every inch of space, every cloud, every particle of dust, and every existing substance in the world, which seems to have come to life and has produced infinite malice towards Ryan.

He - woke up.

The god of hounds is, rather, the god of Garm. He once gave his people extraordinary power in the form of hounds, but this does not mean that he is a hound.

At this moment, Ryan also understood what Earl Clayton meant before.

A god does not become a mortal after becoming a little stronger, he is born with it.

This world is His territory.

In the distance, the realm around Earl Clayton was also suppressed. The amber sword in his hand burned with terrible flames, and he stood on the earth, resisting the pressure of the entire world.

"If He is prosperous and this world is glorious, how powerful can He be?"

Ryan was shocked. No wonder, no wonder the legends were as fragile as ants in front of the gods.

Let me ask, if a big mountain is coming towards Legend, Legend can resist, but what about a hundred mountains or a thousand mountains?

If it's not enough, add a thousand lakes, a thousand forests, a vast ocean, and countless dust storms.

Can the legend still resist?

A god can possess so much power, even if it is a hound god that has been weakened to the extreme, he is still a great existence, and he is the master of this world.

As long as the world does not die completely, God will not completely fall. He will always be great and always powerful.

"Are you finally willing to come out?"

Earl Clayton raised the amber sword. The next moment, as the long sword was slashed, the path of flames traversed the earth. The burning flames seemed to be like ruts and did not disappear. It was such a path that made The oppression from all directions and every corner of the world disappeared.

Ryan could no longer feel the pressure of the north wind. Only the world to the south kept him breathless. But after the pressure was reduced by half, he was no longer so afraid.

"Jun Yan."

Emperor Feng took a deep breath. He felt that his title of Emperor Feng was completely false and did not have the feeling of having power over the world.

But Jun Yan is different. Where the flame is, he really descends like a king, and all power will surrender.

Such a legendary gift should appear in a powerful magician, not a knight.

But the legendary gift is so random.

The path Jun Yan walked cut off the south and north of the world, which was equivalent to causing half of the power of the hound spirit to disappear.

"So...you're in the north?"

Earl Clayton slashed with his sword again, and the criss-crossing flame paths from north to south reduced Ryan's pressure, leaving almost only a quarter of the original amount.

"So, you're in the west?"

Earl Clayton came to the ruins.

If two criss-crossing lines can determine the coordinates on any plane, then when the third line appears, everything that exists will reveal its position.

Earl Clayton held the knight's sword in both hands, and the sharp sword tip was about to penetrate into the ruins ground.

At this moment, the earth shook, burning stones and metals gathered in mid-air, and a hound emerged once again.

Only this time it's not a crystal hound, but a lava hound, and it even... has two heads.

"how so……"

Aatrox frowned, a little horrified that this god could actually create a second temporary body.

"It's Surtur's body."

Ryan said that he somewhat understood that in the previous collision between the hound spirit and Surtur, the radiance of the soul distorted Surtur's soul.

Just like the gods in the sky above the arena, letting ordinary humans devour the souls of their dead opponents, and then letting them hunt wild beasts and fuse their souls, the most terrifying power of the hound gods is to change their souls.

Let the soul be able to contain His power to set foot on the transcendent.

However, people like themselves are protected by legendary magic, and the hound gods cannot change their souls in a short period of time, but they missed Surtur.

Surtur at dusk is also a god, and everyone thinks that he cannot be changed by the hound god? But the Hound God did it.

Just like He has brought destruction and doomsday to many worlds, His power is special and powerful.

"It's so hard to kill."

Ryan took a deep breath. This hound spirit has been so weakened, but it still has its original power?

The lava hound roared at Earl Clayton, but the next moment, hundreds of sanctuary guards attacked the lava hound in the strong wind.

"The hasty body, kill Him quickly!"

The Wind Emperor was shouting, and the strong wind swept through the void. The strong wind, which was sharper than a blade, tore the lava hound's body bit by bit.

The huge lava hound rushed towards the surroundings, but no matter what, it could not break through the wind wall that looked like a city wall.

The strong wind swept through, blowing out the orange flame magma on the lava hound. The lava hound roared, and its body lit up with bright lines of lava cracks, trying to release the power of dusk Surtur to destroy the surrounding wind magic.

【Death】

The moment the legendary forbidden spell broke out, all the sounds under the sky disappeared, and even the flames on the lava hound's body dimmed.

Ryan saw the lips of the legendary Wind Emperor move again, and from the sky, like stars twinkling, cyan wind spears fell down.

The wind spear penetrated the body of the lava hound, nailing him to the void. It was such a terrifying legendary magic that even the hound god could not escape the confinement of the strong wind.

Finally, the power of the legendary forbidden spell disappeared, and Ryan also heard the sounds around him.

Only then did he realize that the Feng Emperor next to him was not releasing one or two magic spells.

"Hurricane, Blade of Virtual Wind, Lock of Divine Wind Heaven, Yu..."

Various unintelligible words made Ryan wonder how many throats the Feng Emperor had.

But in the end, these powerful magics converged into the cyan wind spear, which constantly followed the lava hound and penetrated the opponent's body. Most of them were dodged, but soon the lava hound was unable to move.

Emperor Feng's face turned pale, and he looked at Earl Clayton. At this moment, this noble Earl had appeared in front of the hound god. The burning amber sword in his hand restrained all the flames. At this moment, it was just Just like an ordinary long sword.

But Ryan heard the dragon's roar echoing in the void.

Earl Clayton raised his knight's sword and slashed directly at the hound.

Legendary combat skill: Raging Waves.

The legendary combat skills learned by an ancestor of the Clayton family in the huge waves on the west coast are still extremely powerful when used with the power of fire.

When the sword was slashed out, thousands of sword blades actually covered the hound god, and the huge double-headed lava hound was shattered to pieces.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Earl Clayton returned to the ruins, and the third path of the monarch flame finally fell at this moment.

In the firelight that shot up into the sky, a vague silhouette roared. Its claws were chopped off, its tail was burned, and its fur was charred and exposed.

Perhaps the spirit of the Hound was disembodied, but now it was silhouetted by Lord Clayton's flames, searing and searing with the terrible legendary power.

He was angry and finally lowered his gaze. At this moment, Ryan, whether he was a legend or an ordinary person, felt the ultimate sense of depression, his heart seemed to be broken, and blood was flowing backwards.

The spirit cast his eyes down. The one under the greatest pressure was Viscount Melendez, who had closed his eyes and tightly grasped the necklace on his chest.

At this moment, Ryan's feet shook, and the amber dragon roared, leaving everyone behind. Fortunately, the power of magic kept Ryan in the sky.

The amber dragon rushed out, and its speed was extremely fast. It came to Earl Clayton in an instant. The next moment, one man and one dragon rushed towards the hound spirit.

Standing on the back of the dragon, the dragon knight swung the long sword in his hand, and the scorching dragon flame turned into a cross in front of him.

"Cross sword slash!"

The staggered cross slash slashed in the void, but fell on the body of the hound spirit. He was crazy, but the flame tarsal maggots spread in his body.

"Roar——"

Just as Earl Clayton said before, how to deal with the hound spirit?

Just kill him.

The dragon's roar shocked the turbulent airflow in the sky. Earl Clayton rode on the back of the dragon and shuttled through the sky. Every trace he drew in the sky had a path left by the flame, and every slash fell on the body of the god.

Sometimes the dragon would pass through the body of the god, allowing the sword to penetrate the god. Sometimes the dragon would twist and turn, but the subsequent sword would also bring the painful roar of the hound god.

The god may not have a flesh and blood body, but he who was locked by the three paths of the monarch flame could not avoid the killing of Earl Clayton. This void was the space where he existed.

This was an incomprehensible way of fighting. The dragon knight attacked from the outside and from the inside. In any case, the hound god was injured.

Even with the help of the warlock's bloodline magic, Ryan could vaguely capture the outline, but he still couldn't understand why?

From the outside, this powerful legendary dragon knight was fighting wits and courage with the air.

But every time, there would be a sound like the sky crying or the earth rumbling in the void, that was the gods being hurt.

"Is this killing gods?"

Ryan took a deep breath. Is the hound god so hard to kill? Even if he was found, he might not be able to hurt him.

The hound god was dying. The flames blocked all his directions, and the legendary magician in the distance extinguished the connection between him and Tai Su.

At this moment, the hound god finally felt the threat of falling, and he began to do whatever he wanted.

The earth collapsed, that was the gods taking the power of the world under the land. The wind and snow stopped, and the sky became much more turbid. The gods were extracting the power of the world at all costs. If he wanted to survive, then the price must be paid by the world itself.

"To kill the gods is equivalent to destroying the world."

Ryan recalled what he had heard before. At this moment, that sentence became a reality. At the last moment, the gods extracted the remaining power of the entire world. Under the northern border, there was no much energy in this world, and it was still being extracted by the gods at this moment.

Without active magic factors to replenish the magic power in the body like the ocean, the magician can use the divine origin to restore the magic power. The gods, without the replenishment of Taisu, have endless energy. They can also devour the energy of the world to replenish their own divine power.

It is too late for Ryan to go back to Skala City to migrate the population there.

He looked at the void in front of him. Even if he used the crown of heroes, he only had the combat power of the sanctuary and obviously could not participate.

Aowu——

In the distance, a wolf howled, and then more and more wolf howls appeared in every corner of this world.

"Aowu——Aowu——Aowu——"

At the end of the field of vision, a pack of wolves appeared, and they howled to the sky, as if they were angry at the gods for destroying the world.

Yes, in the eyes of Fenrir's people, the hound god led the people of Gam to invade their world and set off a war...

This world originally belonged to Fenrir's people, to the dead god, not the hound god.

Thousands of wolves ran wildly on the collapsed land, and their running brought up a raging wind, and in the wind, snow fell from the sky.

The blizzard submerged the entire world in less than ten seconds, and in the blurred vision, Ryan saw a familiar figure.

"Egil?"

He looked at Egil, who was standing on the edge of the earth at this moment, holding a horn in his hand.

Blowing the horn, a long wolf howl resounded in every corner of the world.

Yes, every corner, whether it was the city of Skala in the south of this world, or the extremely low point in the north of the world that had been covered by wind and snow for unknown years, all heard the wolf howl from the horn.

Three illusory white wolves were summoned and followed Egil, staring at the void.

Maybe mortals cannot see gods, but gods will not have such troubles.

In the hazy wind and snow, the vague giant wolf stepped on the blizzard and appeared, and it waved its claws at the hound god with ancient hatred.

He cut off all the connections between the hound spirit and this world.

The giant wolf attacked frantically, and the snow falling from the sky seemed to be his blood. With the blizzard, the sky was not visible for even one meter, and the most terrible battle broke out.

Ryan floated in the sky in the magic of the wind element. He could not see the surrounding environment, but he could feel that the battle was gradually ending.

The giant wolf held the corpse in its mouth, maybe it was a corpse, and ran towards Ryan.

There is one more blessing on the spiritual panel.

[Hound Blessing]

In the blizzard, the giant wolf trampled the snow and went away. He looked back at Ryan and ran towards the north of the world.

The blizzard disappeared, and the clear world reappeared in front of everyone. The two legends, the 'Wind Emperor' and the 'Dragon Knight', who were powerful enough to kill gods, were fighting for the remains of the hound god.

A pool of transparent liquid, and seven or eight hard substances like bones floating in it, were the divine origin left by the hound god.

"He is indeed weak to the limit, and only this little divine origin is left."

Among the three conditions for killing the gods, it is necessary to fight for the divine origin, otherwise the hound god may be resurrected from such a pool of water.

The dragon lay beside it, watching greedily.

Everyone was waiting, and no one could touch these divine origins directly, so all eyes fell on Aatrox, who appeared first.

The latter was sacrificing the gem box. As the divine will in the gem box was sacrificed, the empty gem box became the container of the divine origin.

However...

Lian looked at his spiritual panel. With the sacrifice of Aatrox, his spiritual panel actually changed.

[Divinity: Dusk (Taishu), Giant Mammoth]

Faintly, Ryan also heard an extremely angry roar from... Surtur in the unknown depths. He felt his divinity disappear.