Throne of the North

"You can't win, right?"

On the battlefield, Viscount Hogg, the Sky Knight, was no longer a Golden Knight. In the previous transaction with Earl Weiss, he obtained the resources to be promoted to Sky Knight, and he did have a good fit on the Knight path.

However, while Viscount Hogg, the Sky Knight, was constantly killing werewolves, he couldn't help but doubt it in his heart.

From all directions, there were werewolves attacking them fiercely and fearlessly. It can be said that the arrival of these humans simply helped the demon army to share half of the werewolf army's power.

Even so, the demon army has been surrounded by wolves, and their three human extraordinary legions are the same.

Unlike standing far away before, Viscount Hogg can now only see countless werewolves rushing towards him. He repelled and killed them again and again, but still couldn't change this picture. This made Viscount Hogg a little scared. How many of these damn werewolves are there.

Can you really win?

He suspected that the fighting power of the wolf cavalry was ten times better than that of ordinary werewolves. Even when he was surrounded by more than a dozen wolf cavalry, he felt exhausted.

He was a nobleman, and he had his own knights around him to help him at all times. He felt so difficult, let alone others.

He took a look around and saw that three knights were dead, and their horses were ripped open by the claws of werewolves and neighed on the ground.

As for farther away, Baron Ryan's fighting power was terrifying, and the wolf cavalry was only a little more resistant than ordinary werewolves in front of him.

Suddenly, Viscount Hogg felt an irresistible breath coming. This majestic power made him shudder. When he looked up, he saw a huge werewolf opening its bloody mouth in the sky.

"Legend?!"

Viscount Hogg opened his eyes wide. How could he forget that werewolves had such power? When a legend came, even the extraordinary legion would feel numb, because the extraordinary legion might have the power to kill the legend, but the legend wanted to leave, and the extraordinary legion could not stop it.

Above the legend and below the legend, that is, two species. In the face of absolute power, the number of troops seems to have lost its meaning.

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

"Ryan, where is Rosalind?"

Viscount Hogg roared, but he was reminding Ryan to be alert to the three legendary werewolves that appeared above his head.

Three legendary werewolves can kill their three extraordinary legions.

Ryan looked up and saw the terrible claws falling towards him, but the next moment, the roaring knight rushed over and blocked Ryan.

"Thank you, Knight Mulan."

Knight Mulan, hidden under the armor of ordinary knights, was inspired by Aatrox. Ryan would naturally consider his own safety, and not only Knight Mulan, but also Rose Alchemist was beside Ryan. He had already walked on the road of the third extraordinary path, 'Knight', and could adapt to the bumpy situation on the back of the warhorse in the war.

The crystal python rose from the shadows, and it became more powerful, perhaps because it ate too many dead souls in this war.

The giant python slapped the werewolf. Behind his head, Count Sauron also appeared in the sky here. He was wearing a purple bone armor.

The thunder that exploded in the sky before came from this bone armor, which was born from the dead body of the thunder giant.

It allowed Count Sauron, who was holding the legendary sword, to briefly possess the power to fight against the legend.

On the other side, Count Winter also appeared, but he did not make a move. Although he was a holy knight, he was injured.

There was no legendary weapon that allowed him to briefly burst out the power comparable to the legend.

Well, but Count Winter had a lot of magic scrolls in his hands, a lot of them, each of which exuded terrible magic power, making the void change, and the sea of ​​clouds was as brilliant as a fire cloud in a trance. The sky happened to blow a strong wind, and a heavy breath permeated the surroundings, and the surging waves also drowned all thoughts.

This is the power of magic. Even if it has not completely erupted, it still makes people feel the suffocating energy.

"Finally I've waited until this moment."

A big stone fell from Ryan's heart. Many links in his plan were different from what he had expected. For example, the army of demon followers brought by the demon potion did not give the werewolves the pressure and advantage they had imagined.

The war kept swinging and tilting, maintaining balance in the shaking.

Humans have exhausted all means to achieve such a result, and how can they win this war?

Ryan thought of many possibilities before.

So there are many answers.

How to win the war? It's very simple. No matter what kind of power it is, the human army kills these orc armies coming south from the north, and the victory of the war naturally belongs to them, just like at the end of the frozen land, the werewolves led by two werewolf clans were defeated because of the large-scale death and defection of the werewolves, making the army no longer an army.

But here, this way of winning is impossible. There are too many werewolves, so many that even if such a heavy price is paid, once the human power is trapped in the battlefield, it will still be surrounded.

Going down to the lower level, it is impossible to win the war, so you can only go up.

Werewolves have a king, and the Silvermoon Court has only one wolf king.

Werewolf civilization is very similar to human civilization. Can the death of a noble bring an end to the war? The answer is inevitable, just like the previous war between Viscount Miles and Viscount Dragon in Lingdu County. If one of the viscounts died, no matter what it looked like, the war would inevitably end.

Taking action against the Werewolf King Hardy became the second choice.

But if you want to complete this step, you need to make him more anxious so that he has no time to worry about his surroundings.

"Egil! Let me see the power you inherited."

Ryan roared in a low voice. He was covered in blood. The war had continued until it was already evening. Who knew how many heroic spirits had fallen in this war, but they were all within his expectations.

This war is his chessboard, and on the chessboard there are humans, werewolves, the Abyss Families brought by the devil's potion, the wolf cavalry that he has never seen before, the Earl of Winter as the battlefield, and the werewolves. Legends, there are human legends.

Therefore, it is not a sudden plan to let three extraordinary legions rush into the werewolf battlefield and engage in a three-on-one fight with the wolf cavalry.

Ryan's shout made Egil stop. Around him, the three white wolves also stopped biting and guarded Egil.

Ouch! ! ! ! ! !

For the first time on the battlefield, a wolf howl that did not belong to a werewolf sounded, so it was obvious that no werewolf could understand the... meaning of this language.

The aura of greatness descended. Earl Winter did not release the magic scroll on his body, but the wind and snow began to drift in the sky, and soon, the wind and snow blurred the vision.

In the blurred vision, a formidable silhouette loomed, as if He came from the far end of the world, opened his eyes, and stared at the battlefield.

The first thing to feel it was not any person or werewolf, but the burly wargs under the wolf cavalry. They whimpered and feared, and then crouched on the ground and shivered. No matter how much the werewolf warriors controlled them, they did not dare to do anything. Transcendence.

Werewolves honor themselves with blood.

It also declares its decline with blood.

This is what the distant vampire Earl told Ryan. Before, Ryan always thought that the meaning was very direct, that is, similar methods used by Rose could destroy the blood of werewolves.

But this is only the most superficial, the truth contained in it, the real meaning is the suppression of the subordinates by the superiors.

The [blood thirst] in werewolves comes from their pursuit of more powerful power.

They swallow the blood from the enemy's body and turn it into a source of power to strengthen themselves, and this power is the extraordinary path given to them by the great existence.

They are under the control of those above them.

Werewolves and vampires, alike, are subject to a higher being who gives them power.

The power of the same system can destroy their glory.

It's like...will the glory of the nobles disappear because of the death of the nobles?

It depends on how they die, just like in this war, the nobles gave their all, but in the end they were unable to save themselves and were killed by werewolves.

But they are still glorious. They have fulfilled the honor of the nobility in their roar and blood. Death only prevents them from continuing their glory, but it cannot diminish their glory.

Death is not the end.

The same goes for werewolves. Death is just more powerful than them and simply kills them. However, this does not mean that this is the reason for the werewolves to die of blood.

The real power comes from the werewolf himself.

In other words, the superior under the same power system.

Snow-white hair grew on Egil's body, and he looked at the wolf cavalry like a werewolf. This time, not only the wargs felt it, but the werewolf warriors felt more closely because they had embarked on the transcendental journey and were closer to the great existence. The blood trembles.

"Kill them!"

Ryan's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, and he led the cavalry to rush over. The previously powerful werewolf warriors now became extremely fragile in front of them like ordinary people.

This scene seemed to herald the end of the Wolf Cavalry, but when this scene fell in the eyes of Hatty, the werewolf king on the top of the mountain in the distance, his eyes were splitting.

"How can a great god give his power to human beings!"

Hati roared in disbelief. The coming of this war was originally guided by the great gods they served, but now, they were actually controlled by the will of the same great existence to control the extraordinary source in their bodies.

[Thirst for blood], he is not qualified to desire such blood, so he prostrates himself on the ground, telling his guilt like a slave and begging for forgiveness.

He stared intently at the scene of human knights slaughtering wolf cavalry on the battlefield. It shouldn't be like this.

At this moment, Hati couldn't help but take action himself. His power was terrifying and terrifying. He could definitely——

A demon's hand stretched out from the dark shadows and penetrated Hati's back very quickly, breaking the bones in his body. The heartbreaking pain made Hati's muscles tremble, and then blood spurted out from his mouth.

There were traces of black aura rippling among the spilled blood.

"It turns out you were so seriously injured. No wonder you didn't show any desire to fight during this war."

Rosalind appeared in a cloak and looked at Hatty in surprise.

"Are they the scars left on you by the awakened evil god you dealt with before? You are really brave, and you dare to rashly participate in the war of great existences."

Hattie looked at Rosalind in disbelief, and the latter was also amazed and touched the cloak on her body.

This is the treasure that Ryan gave him. This thing is naturally the sacred object of Gamu that the fox-skin Brunamigis gave to Ryan, a cloak that can make people invisible.

Ryan gave it to Rosalind just for this moment, giving Rosalind the opportunity to sneak attack on the werewolf king of the Silver Moon Court in a situation where Hattie was unable to defend himself.

If only he could be killed, the war would be over.

But Rosalind was a little regretful that he underestimated Hattie.

The opponent was always seriously injured. Even in the battle with him, Hati was still bearing the power left by the evil god who had awakened in the north. That was the damage left by the god to Hati, but he did not expect that this werewolf king would do anything. None of it showed.

This caused Rosalind to misjudge the power of the werewolf king. At this moment, her palms could no longer move forward and crush the werewolf's heart.

"Humans..."

The werewolf looked back. At the moment when Rosalind was too frightened to react, his claws fell. Rosalind, who was already injured, flew away into the distance. He looked at his broken arm in shock. He knew the power of the demon's body best. But at this moment, there is no obstacle at all.

"Don't even think about living!"

Rosalind yelled, and the palm that was broken into Hati's body suddenly exploded, turning into demonic power and crazily eroding Hati's flesh and blood. This was what she had discussed with Ryan before. If she couldn't do it, she would kill her directly. This werewolf king, then destroy his blood.

Hati was furious, but in the void, strands of transparent barriers descended, and the mage tower hung high in the sky, exuding the power of space. Countess Winter, the holy magician, was finally able to achieve the extraordinary power of space magic at this moment. He took action and used all his means to imprison the werewolf king Hati on this mountain peak.

Rosalind flew out with a broken arm and a serious injury. The legendary power could not come. All the magician's power was used to imprison her. On the battlefield, the legendary beings were all fighting each other. At this moment, who should leave the final scene to her?

Of course it's Mr. Lane.

In the center of the battlefield, his palm once again touched the hilt of the sword on his waist. This time he finally pulled out the long sword, but this sword was not the legendary long sword Amber.

The legendary long sword is in the hands of the Mulan Knight. The Mulan Knight holding the legendary weapon is fighting against two legendary werewolves, and he is incredibly brave.

And the sword in Ryan's hand came from Bilge, the Gram Sword that always hung high in front of the North, helping the three tribes of War Bear, Violent Bear, and Mad Bear to fight against the wind and snow in the North.

The scabbard is the last token of the Gram Scabbard left by the Frost Lord of the Bilgi World. The power contained in it is called the Gram Sword.

Ryan drew out the Gram's Sword and slashed it towards the locked mountain.

In the sky, the hazy wind and snow were broken and torn, and violent thunder boiled and surged in it. As the sword of Gram slashed down, a huge violent war bear rushing in the center of the void came roaring towards the mountain.

"Give you a little shock from another world."

Ryan whispered softly, the Gram Sword in his hand slowly dissipated, and the target mountain in his field of vision also disappeared.

It's like it never existed.