Throne of the North.

Chapter 360: Mage Tower, a Cruel New World
Brock and Bogold finally returned from the south with a large group of people. Ryan saw at a glance that many of them were not citizens of his territory.

"They come from the territories of the southern nobles and want to learn the blacksmithing skills."

Brock said in a loud voice, he took out a sword and handed it to Ryan.

"The Amber Sword only needs to wait for its legendary master to appear. Then it will be able to grow from an embryo into a true legendary weapon."

Ryan took the sword, and on the smooth and clean sword body, he felt the outline of dragon scales. The cold touch made Ryan feel like he was in the bloody mouth of a dragon and could be swallowed at any time.

It was similar to the feeling the frost dragon Areris gave him last time.

"This is a knight's longsword forged from the dragon scales of an amber dragon. You should have left it in the province of Calais."

Ryan said this not because he did not cherish the sword, but because he believed that Brock's forging skills were far from reaching their peak. In the future, he would forge a legendary weapon that was even more powerful than the Amber Sword, and might not even need to go through the embryo process.

"Earl Clayton gave the dragon scale to Brokk. Of course the weapon he forged belongs to you."

Bogeld said loudly that someone had suggested that they do this, but was beaten up by the girl. The fighting power of the queen of the arena was not to be trifled with.

She felt a little helpless because she failed to bring back a carload of women on this trip to the South.

"I don't need this sword, and neither do you."

Ryan shook his head and said:

"I will give it to my father when he arrives in the Frozen Territory. The generosity of the Dragon Knight will not disappoint a little baron like me."

Ryan did not explain why he said that. He looked at the gorgeous carriages that were protected in the team.

When transporting certain precious things, sometimes you can tell from the appearance that the materials used to build the wizard tower must also have magic array patterns to maintain the stability of those materials.

It was a rare occasion that Archmage McKen and Archmage Luna appeared with Ryan today. Archmage McKen was also excited because this would be a mage tower that completely belonged to him, not to the Mage Academy.

The same goes for Master Luna. As a magician, no one would not be excited to take a further step on this path, not to mention that this is a power that a magician has always longed for, spanning the world and life.

With the Mage Tower, she is a real archmage, not a golem puppet of the archmage who is on par with the archmage.

"I am a great wizard myself, there is no chance of failure. You may take a look first."

Archmage McKen said, and Mage Luna had no objection either. She really wanted to see how other magicians built their own magician towers.

Ryan stood far away. In the words of Master McKen, his affinity with magic was too low, which would affect the movement of magic factors in the void.

Watching Archmage McKen once again demonstrate his magical powers, the vast magic echoing in the sky was much more spectacular than the knight's fighting spirit and blood.

In front of Master McKen, the materials that he had locked onto flew up one by one. This was not mental power, but the most basic magic that any magician must learn - the Mage's Hand.

One by one, wizard's hands appeared in the air. As the most basic material of the wizard tower, the floating stones flew out first. The magic power was carving their outlines. It was a magical scene. The magician's mental power fell on the floating stones like a blade, and the floating stones changed their shapes easily according to the magician's mental power like a sponge.

They were obviously not like this, and a magician's mental power should not be able to easily turn into a blade, but when the two met, a gray-white tower appeared in front of Ryan little by little.

Many people around were envious, because there were many magicians among them, such as the Yelena magicians who followed at the beginning, and the descendants of nobles in the Bilki world later, all of whom had some talent in magic.

This talent made them shocked by the appearance of the Mage Tower in front of them, because only talented people could understand what the existence of the Mage Tower meant to magicians, and what an insurmountable mountain it was.

The model of the wizard's tower appeared. The floating stone could not make such a large tower float by itself. It fell to the ground, causing the ground to shake.

The most critical step began. Around Master McKen, the wizard's hands were holding hundreds of materials. Ryan even saw glass among them. He had never heard of such a thing being made.

Grand Mage McKen sent these materials into the Mage Tower, of which only one tenth were integrated into the surface of the Mage Tower, and the remaining ninety percent were all sunken into the Mage Tower. No one knew where they appeared. This was the secret of every Mage Tower, because those materials might be the key nodes of a magic circle, or a part of the magic operation of the entire Mage Tower, or the key channel connecting the Mage Tower to the ocean of magic factors in the void.

Where it appears depends on the wishes of the great wizard himself and the best route for him. If outsiders know all about it, other magicians may use some special means to destroy the wizard tower.

In a magician's battle, having a magician tower and not having a magician tower are two completely different concepts.

It's like, one can only rub fireballs with his hands, while the other can release a large meteorite spell in an instant.

After putting these materials into the Mage Tower, inlaying and fusing them, Grand Mage McKen began to carve his own mage secret patterns.

Each wizard tower must be completed by the magician himself, which also results in the magic patterns and magic arrays covering the inside and outside of the wizard tower being different.

Under the description of Grand Mage McKen, Ryan only saw bright rays of light falling on the Mage Tower, and then this nine-story Mage Tower changed from grayish white to an ice-white and scarlet tower.

Of course, the ratio of the two colors is not 50-50. The icy white color, like the color of the northern snow, occupies the main part, while the crimson color, like the trace of flowing blood, accounts for only about 10% to 20%.

The skills of Grand Mage McKen may be the best among all the grand mages. Just like Brock in the blacksmith, while he was drawing the magic array patterns, he was also forging the meditation space and source of magic power at the top of the mage tower.

The source of magic power was a crystal clear pool made of some kind of transparent crystal? Or gem? But in the end, Archmage McKen threw in a drop of blood-red water, which was the Heart of Life Rhythm that Ryan had traded from the Frost Dragon.

The moment the Heart of Life Rhythm fell, the transparent pool turned into the color of blood and disappeared on the top floor of the Mage Tower.

And everyone around felt that the mage tower suddenly came alive, and its interior seemed to be beating like a heartbeat. Then the mage tower began to rise into the air and completely hovered in front of Master McKen.

"The magic patterns of the Mage Tower require a long period of accumulation. For a great mage who has lived for hundreds of years, the magic patterns on the Mage Tower may be even denser and more vast than those of a legendary mage."

"But the original Mage Tower only needs a portion of the magic patterns. If you want to engrave more patterns, you can't do it in front of other people, and it also requires a huge amount of energy."

"Once my magic source is fully accumulated, I will be able to replicate 33% of the secret patterns of the Mage Tower in the Mage Academy. After three times, the Mage Tower will be completely completed. It will take about one or two years. The magic factor in the frozen land is still quite rich."

After Archmage McKen finished speaking, Mage Luna listened, and the tall golem puppet nodded slowly, looking dazed.

Mage Luna understood that even though Master McKen looked so relaxed, it was because he was a mage, a famous mage for a long time.

It is of course easy to forge a wizard tower with the magic power and means of the archmage. However, if it were Luna the wizard herself, she would probably have difficulty in the first step, because she is not a builder and she does not have a wizard tower of her own to copy.

The structure of the wizard tower itself is also very critical. An excellent design can save a lot of magic power consumption and allow more magic power to be used to bless the magician himself rather than maintain the wizard tower itself.

This step is very critical and may waste a lot of Luna Mage's time. Then the second step is the materials.

Every piece of material is crucial and needs to be used where they are needed. The position on which layer, what is connected above, and what is bordered below are all key. Master Luna, who cannot copy the answers, can only explore bit by bit, and this process is a waste of time.

Relatively speaking, the source of magic power and the meditation space are more direct. Magicians themselves know what kind of environment they need most when meditating.

With the notes of Grand Mage McKen, Mage Luna once again entered the state of research. She needed to slowly and bit by bit build her own mage tower so that others could not see it.

After asking, Ryan roughly understood that there would be no problem in the construction of the Mage Tower. Mage Luna herself was the magician standing at the end of this step. The purpose of the Mage Tower's existence was to achieve a natural result, rather than to provide timely help.

"To become a great wizard, the most important thing is whether the wizard himself is capable. The wizard tower is just a process to verify what he has learned in the past."

Master McKen was in a good mood and was not so quick to return to the wild world to continue his research. After hearing that Ryan was gathering people, he also planned to visit the new plane of the world.

"That big wild boar is very interesting."

While waiting for help, Master McKen said:
"The environment where it lives can actually affect the evolution of the flesh and blood of other wild boars, making them more delicious." "More than that."

Ryan shook his head and said:
"In fact, there was a lot of snow there before, but after that big guy went there, the snow melted and you could almost see the mud."

"The divinity is bathed in its body, making it instinctively reject the environment of the northern border. This big wild boar is a treasure for you."

Master McKen has seen many people and many things. He told Ryan that a hundred years ago, the nobles had tried to use this method to change their bloodline and plunder the divine essence of the gods who died in the war.

"The nobles were crazy about this, which led to the fact that one-third of the land in the south can accommodate all the nobles in the entire Norris continent."

"A large number of nobles paid the price for their greed, while the remaining nobles fell into a carnival of victory."

"Among them, the empire is the biggest winner."

The people are in place, and Master McKen no longer talks about the ancient past. When Ryan's plane door opened, he couldn't help but marvel once again.

"No space magician can do it as easily as you do, even...a god."

Master McKen did not continue speaking. He felt that it must be due to his lack of knowledge, rather than some extremely terrible speculation.

"You are the blood of the Clayton family. The Dragon Knight will not be mistaken about this."

He suspected that Ryan was the incarnation of God, which was the authority of God, but he also believed in the Clayton family and the Holy See.

If the gods really came, how could the Holy See not react?

The servants passed through the plane gate and quickly came back to report that there was no danger on the other side.

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The sunlight was a little dazzling. The moment he passed through the door to the plane, Ryan squinted his eyes and looked up, looking at the dazzling sunlight here.

"He seems to be particularly close to here."

Master McKen said, but he did not feel any active magical factors in the void, not even the elements brought by light.

If the snow in the north of the frozen land is white, then the land under Ryan's feet, which is also covered with snow, is dazzlingly pale.

When the sunlight shines on it, it actually reflects light faintly.

"It's almost summer now, so it's normal to have this kind of light."

Bogeld said, but Master Macken shook his head.

"The light is normal, but it is abnormal that such glaring light cannot melt the snow here."

What he said made sense, cold and heat eroded each other, but there was an unusual harmony here.

"It seems that the environment of this world is not bad."

Ryan said with a smile, and then the results of the soldiers' exploration made his smile disappear from his face.

Not long after, Ryan arrived at the scene, where a total of twelve bodies of men and women were nailed to the cross stakes with their limbs fixed on them.

But that's not all. The cruel thing is that every corpse had signs of being eaten. They were nailed here naked, and then some kind of wild beast cruelly gnawed them to death. Most of their bodies were bones with bite marks clearly visible on them. Every face that was still intact had an expression of great pain. They seemed to be still alive at the time.

"This world... is dead."

Grand Mage McKen said, he was still confused. The inactive magic factor in the void made him uncomfortable, like a fish out of water, and he couldn't help but make such a judgment.

"But how come we are still here in a completely dead world?"

"These people shouldn't be alive."

This was also evidence, so Ryan could only continue to send people to explore the surroundings. Due to the uncertainty, the soldiers were divided into teams of several people, and the Northern war horses did not gallop wildly. After all, the terrain here was unfamiliar, and no one could guarantee that there was no bottomless hole under the flat snow ahead.

"My Lord Baron, we have spotted a beast ahead."

The soldiers reported that this was the only sign of life they had found. Ryan led his men to the area and sure enough, at the foot of a mountain, they found... hundreds of wild wolves.

Each wolf had black and gray hair. They bared their teeth at each other ferociously and tore each other's flesh and blood. These more than a hundred wild wolves belonged to both sides, and it seemed that conflicts would break out within each side.

Ryan saw a wild wolf helping a companion bite another wolf to death the moment before, but the next moment, after the wolf it was helping was seriously injured, it bit the other's neck without hesitation.

There was a strange smell in the air. The smell of humans and war horses made the more than one hundred wild wolves in the melee stop, and pairs of green eyes stared at them.

Greedy saliva flowed from the gaps between their fangs, and hungry eyes stared at the warhorses under them and also at themselves.

The next moment, more than a hundred wild wolves seemed to become a big family, running wildly in the snow, and then quickly surrounded Ryan and his hundred men.

"Dismount and defend!"

Brand shouted, and the soldiers stood on the periphery, drawing their knights' swords and shields.

"Ouch——"

With a roar, the black-haired wild wolves launched a charge, and then more than a hundred wild wolves all rushed towards the humans and bit them madly, their pale green eyes were extremely determined.

The long sword chopped on the wild wolves, and the blood dyed the snow under their feet red. The knights and servants were like an iron wall, but the will of these wild wolves was also extremely terrifying. They were injured again and again, and one wild wolves died one after another. The remaining ones did not give up and rushed towards these humans madly.

Ryan drew out the beast bow, and the next moment the arrow flew off the string. The black wolf, which seemed to be the leader, stood up with its hair all over its body and twisted its waist in a swift manner.

The arrow that should have pierced its head pierced its abdomen instead. Pain spread throughout its body. The black wolf roared in pain, then with a few leaps, it actually passed the knight's squire and attacked Ryan.

Before Brand could swing his sword, the armored bear Volibear rushed out, roaring deafeningly and slapping the black wolf on the head with his paw, sending it flying.

The thick snow slid out a bright red gully, and the knight's squire wanted to rush over in anger, but faster than them were the other gray-black wolves on the battlefield.

They rushed towards the black wolf frantically, and then tore its flesh and blood. The black wolf died in an instant, and most of its flesh and blood became food for other wild wolves.

As the black wolf died, the remaining twenty or thirty wild wolves looked at the humans with fear and howled, then ran towards the distant mountains and forests.

Ryan felt their eyes were at the edge of the forest, staring at them and at the large number of wolf corpses on the ground.

"This world seems to be more cruel than I imagined."

The wolves made Ryan's good mood disappear, and he didn't know what the humans in this world were like.

(End of this chapter)