Throne of the North.

Chapter 359: The Baron's Ambition Will Bring Wealth from Another World
The snowy winter is walking in Birki's world. The hype about the Brave Guild in Zero Crossing City has taken effect. The Bard will become Ryan's mouth, telling the world about the wealth of the North.

But the threat of orcs will not disappear because of the brave men. The reason why the brave men are praised is because they have more courage and strength than most people.

In other words, when faced with a disaster, most people instinctively move their legs backwards and kneel down on the ground.

If everyone is a hero, then how can the heroes be praised?

Therefore, Ryan needs more powerful soldiers, and Bilki's people, descendants of the Frost Lord, are undoubtedly the best choice.

They survive in the ice and snow, they fight on the snowy ground, and they are not afraid of shedding blood.

If all brave men are like this, then every one of Bilki's people is a noble warrior.

Ryan needs their strength.

……

"I need you to serve me and give your lives for me."

Today, Ryan came to Birki without any servants. He was alone, with a horse, a set of ordinary armor forged by a blacksmith from the frozen land, and a knight's sword.

The final power of the Dragon Heart changed Ryan, making him just stand here so ordinary, looking down at his people in front of him like a king.

In front of him, Angelo bowed his head respectfully. Everyone knew that this was the will of the Frost Lord, but what Ryan brought today was the glory that belonged to Ryan.

"According to Bilki's rules, you must show your strength to your people."

"The people of Bilki were once the most courageous and fearless warriors behind the Frost Lord."

Ryan dismounted, drew out his knight's sword, and said with a smile:

"Of course, my friends, my people, you have reason to see a powerful lord."

"Then who can appear in front of me?"

Angelo turned his head. Behind him were thousands of Bilki people. In the middle of the crowd, a tall and strong man walked out. He was shirtless, but he didn't feel cold in this icy and snowy place.

"Fisk asks for your advice, Your Excellency the Lord."

The man saluted, but the desire to fight in his eyes did not disappear.

Ryan shook his head and looked at the priests.

"Give him the power of the Frost Lord so that he can fight me."

Priests in animal robes came out, chanting in low voices, and the air was filled with frost. Thunder descended from the sky above their heads. Ryan blessed the priests, and these priests became more powerful. The last power of this world was responding to them.

Frost covered the sturdy man, and ice armor appeared on his body. He held a sharp sword in his hand. The thunder sublimated his soul and allowed his mind to keep up with his current strength.

The priests summoned the power of the war bear into this man, and his slightly trembling body explained the terrible power within him.

After patting Winter, the warhorse ran quietly into the distance. At the same time, all the people from the War Bear Tribe in front of him retreated silently, leaving Ryan and Fisk behind.

"Greetings, successor to the Lord of Frost."

Fisk saluted again, and when he saw Ryan nod, he rushed towards Ryan with the ice dagger in his hand and murderous intent in his eyes.

"kill!"

With murderous roars and the biting cold winter blowing in his face, Ryan seemed to be isolated and helpless in the face of the entire North. He closed his eyes and put the sword back into the scabbard.

In front, Fisk did not waver. Perhaps he wanted to kill Ryan, or perhaps he thought it was impossible for him to kill the successor recognized by the Frost Lord. He rushed towards Ryan even more violently, and the sharp sword in his hand reflected a white light in the sunlight.

The moment the white light flashed, Ryan opened his eyes, and he could hear the roar of a dragon from the depths of his pupils, shocking this ant who dared to charge against the great life.

Fisk was unaffected. The blessing of the Frost Lord made him fearless of any noble bloodline. The sword in his hand had already landed on Ryan's forehead.

It was at this critical moment that Ryan stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the dagger that pierced the armor above his head. Cracks appeared on the armor on his hand, the metal tore his flesh, and blood flowed out through the gap.

Roar--

The low roar drove Fisk crazy. He tried his best to thrust the sword in his hand into Ryan's forehead, but he couldn't do it. The terrible power from that hand kept his sword stuck in place.

Click~
There was a sound of ice cracking, and cracks appeared on this dagger which was harder than an iron sword. The moment Ryan crushed it, his palm turned into a fist and smashed towards Fisk.

The frozen armor shattered, and the strong man vomited blood and flew out. The burning flames melted the ice on his body, and the blessed power in his body also faded away, and he became listless.

While bearing the powerful blessing force, one must have suffered unimaginable torture. Until this moment, Fisk rolled on the ground frantically, roaring like a beast. The power of the gods faded away, and his soul and body were suffering the backlash.

Ryan cast a blessing, which made Fisk's screams quieter. Someone came out and took him back.

But the people around were still there, and the priests didn't waste any words. They silently blessed the ten warriors who came out again on the cold snow.

Ten warriors who were comparable to the Golden Knights consumed too much of the priests' energy. Their faces turned pale, and they watched the ten men charge towards Ryan.

Ryan clenched his fists and smashed towards the person in front of him. There was no time to see the result. At the moment of the collision of forces, Ryan had already turned around and raised his arm, causing the metal to collide with the icy dagger, sparking dazzling sparks. The turning of his body prevented the sword from tearing through the metal's defense. In the process of relieving the force, Ryan lowered his head and slammed his shoulder towards the opponent. The force comparable to that of a dragon cub fell on the warrior, and the sound of breaking bones was clearly audible.

Ryan also had no time to end the opponent's fighting power. While avoiding the attacks of the two people, he also drew out his sword. The sharp metallic sound of the sword cutting through the scabbard echoed. Ryan slashed down with the sword in both hands. The arms of the two warriors were broken, but they still rushed towards him with shields raised with red eyes.

The long sword turned back to block the other two ice daggers, and the shield behind him also pressed against Ryan. The huge force made Ryan's raised hands lose their strength. Taking this opportunity, daggers on both sides stabbed out from the gaps in the shields.

At the critical moment, Ryan turned sideways, grabbed the two daggers with both hands, and the moment he raised his head, the attacks from other warriors came again.

With one leg slightly bent, Ryan was restrained at the moment, but the explosive power of his legs made him roll towards the ground with the four people who restrained him. In the muddy snow, the attacking dagger missed. Ryan had already turned around and picked up the knight's longsword that fell on the ground. He took a step forward and dodged the shield in an instant, piercing through the two one-armed shield warriors.

No one hesitated, no one wavered. Death brought even more frantic attacks. Ryan's eyes were cold under the visor. The flames finally burned on his body. The boiling blood slashed across with terrifying power. The chests of the three warriors were torn open. The icy armor kept them alive, but the ups and downs of their chests told them that death was not far away.

Ryan didn't wait. He slapped out with his left hand as he moved forward, knocking the three soldiers into the snow seven or eight meters away.

On the bloody ground, the remaining five men still had fighting spirit in their eyes and rushed over from five directions. Ryan had extinguished the flames on his body and fought with them with pure flesh and blood. The muddy ground could not cover up the brilliance of the warriors. Ryan faced five people at the same time and defeated them one by one in an embarrassing and majestic manner.

During the whole process, there was no blood on his body, only the initial blow from Fisk left blood marks on his palms, which was the only injury in his majestic battle.

He poured down spiritual blessings one by one, but in the end only seven of them took effect. Ryan was silent about this result. He was reserved in the battle, but three of the ten warriors still died in his hands.

“They are glorious.”

The people of Bilki never grieve because of death. Their cries are for the eternal rest of their loved ones, and the death brought by war is their glorious path to heaven.

Ryan didn't say anything. He looked around. Finally, five warriors and five armored bears came out.

The priests used their last bit of strength to bless them. At the moment the blessing ended, half of the ten priests became completely old. They were already very old, and today was their last day of glory.

"kill!"

Five armored bears roared and rushed towards Ryan. At this moment, Ryan had no reservations at all. His blood and qi burned into flames. He looked down at his opponent in the form of a majestic dragon. Then Ryan's legs ran wildly. No one could have thought that he would have such a speed. As a peak golden knight, his running was enough to fight against the warhorse. This speed and strength made the armored bear fly away the moment he hit it. The armor on his body dented, and it could be seen that the armored bear's bones were also broken. The flesh and blood shattered with the dent of the metal, and a large amount of blood flowed out like a human cutting an aorta.

Grabbing the sharp claws of the other armored bear with both hands, allowing the claws to leave deep cracks on his body, Ryan growled, and with terrifying force, he swung the armored bear up and heavily pinned down the armored bear warrior on the other side.

The moment he stopped turning his body, a roar came from Ryan's throat and he punched the ground under his feet.

The snowy ground trembled, countless snowflakes were splashed into the sky, and then they began to burn, turning into thousands of meteors and fire rain that fell down. Ryan ran wildly in the rain of fire and defeated the armored bears with his fists. When the rain of fire dissipated, the blood on the ground had been charred black, and the three armored bears had turned from white bears into black bears. The air was filled with the rich smell of meat.

There was no skill involved, the pure and brutal battle was like a performance to delight the audience in the arena, except that all the spectators around were silent.

Ryan looked around. He had no opponent left, so he used his own strength to tear open the tattered armor on his body, revealing the gorgeous baron robe he was wearing underneath.

The warhorse Winter trotted over and Ryan jumped on the horse. At the same time, all the people around him knelt down.

"Your people show you the highest respect and loyalty."

Angelo knelt in the front, speaking of the loyalty of this world that was different from that of the Frost Lord.

They were no longer just loyal to the will of the Frost Lord, but also to Llane himself.

"Bury my soldiers well."

Ryan said that three people died here and perhaps more people would die in the next few days.

"Follow your wishes."

Angelo said without any hesitation that Ryan was his lord at the moment, and Ryan's will was the direction of the sword in his hand.

"I still need a thousand warriors, and I can't guarantee how many of them will survive in the end."

"It is their immortal honor to die for you."

"go a head."

Ryan walked on the land of Birki, on the snow-capped ground. Wherever Ryan went, everyone saluted in awe.

The first flag was hoisted on this land, which was Ryan's emblem.

He completely conquered the world. At the same time, Ryan also felt the changes in the spiritual panel.

He can once again open up a new dimension of the world.

“So, is this necessary?”

The first plane door Ryan opened led to Exner, but it was not until that world died completely and fell into an endless winter that Ryan was able to open the second portal and enter Svadifari, the wild world filled with war horses.

If it weren't for the third world and the appearance of Bilki under his feet, Ryan even suspected that he would have to wait until the wilderness world died completely before he could open the door to the third dimension.

Now it seems that the reason is simple.

The reason why he had to wait until Exner died completely before opening the door to a new dimension was because before that, he had not completely occupied, or obtained the allegiance of Exner's final will, and owned that world.

For example, the Crucible City did not belong to him in the end, as those great wizards took a large number of nobles and people and traveled to a world further south.

Ryan is just a less important noble character in Exnel.

But the later Svadifari is different. There is only a small tribe in the wild world, and the people in the tribe are all craftsmen with superb skills. Their leaders Brock and Etria are not qualified lords. They are more of mediators between people and are the most skilled craftsmen there.

Moreover, the people of the Swadifari world have too small a tribal population, and they hope to be integrated into prosperous civilized settlements.

So they easily recognized Ryan after he received the blessing of the horse spirit in public.

Ryan even suspected that in Svadifari, humans were just passers-by, and the herds of free wind and wild horses were the masters of that world. When Ryan received spiritual blessings and the horse king Winter appeared before him, that world had begun to belong to him.

Therefore, he was able to open the third dimension gate to the world of Birki, the Lord of Frost, before Svadifari died completely.

After obtaining the will of the Frost Lord, or the spiritual panel that allowed him to possess the spiritual blessings and divine means here, Ryan naturally became the heir. His legitimacy made the 100,000 people of this world recognize his identity and ruling power.

But this is not enough, this is what belongs to the Frost Lord, not the world itself.

Until now, when Bilki's people showed their loyalty to him, to Llane, rather than to the heirs of the gods, Llane gained ownership of the world.

To put it in a simpler way, he has passed the level in this world.

In the Svadifari plane world, wild horses are the most important, so what this Bilki world values ​​are these people.

So at this moment, Ryan can finally open the door to the fourth dimension.

“I don’t know… what kind of world this will lead to.”

Ryan was not in a hurry. He walked on Birki's land and did not return to the Frozen Territory until a long time later.

"Brock and the others are coming back."

Not knowing the situation in the new plane of the world, Ryan still had to deal with the affairs in the territory first. Going to the Chamber of Commerce in the south would bring a lot of goodwill from the nobles and millions of precious resources, which were all the benefits brought by the Ryan Kingdom after the war.

Not only that, the reply letter from Earl William in the Stone Castle has also arrived. The master of the vampire army told Ryan a lot about the werewolves' past.

"Many, many years ago, werewolves were able to hide their hideous appearances. They walked among ignorant people and chose their own food every day."

"People who are targeted by them will think that they have encountered bad luck, because they always die at night. People think that they are punished by the gods, so they believe in them more devoutly."

"Vampires are their enemies because they compete with each other for food. What is considered high-quality food by vampires is also considered high-quality food by werewolves."

"The war between the two sides exposed them to each other. The Church appeared as a third party, the werewolves were driven away, and the vampires hid in the caves."

"Among the three parties, the werewolves retreated the fastest, so they had to return to their original form and began to stay away from people. Because they had too many customs that only humans had in the alien world, they were also massacred."

"The werewolves had no choice but to gather together for warmth and pray to their ancestors. As a result, some of them began to mutate. They became more primitive, losing the ability to transform into humans, but also possessing greater strength and speed than wild beasts."

"The Silver Moon Court came into being because of this, and werewolves became one of the six royal families among the orcs."

It is truly a heroic and moving story of rise.

Ryan saw that Earl William mentioned something vaguely at the end.

"They delighted their ancestors with their blood, but they also suffered from it."

"So, werewolves also have weaknesses, using the power of blood?"

Ryan suspected that the reason why Count William was ambiguous was because this weakness might also exist in vampires. As the owner of the vampire army, Count William did not want the weakness of his extraordinary army to be exposed.

(End of this chapter)