Throne of the North.

Chapter 362: One World? No, Two Worlds!

The Hound and the Wolf, Garm and Fenrir.

Ryan then realized that this world has different masters, wolves and hounds. Wolves have their own civilization and humans, and hounds have their own civilization and humans.

Ryan is now in the hound civilization, which, in addition to what Lamont knows, also includes the wolf civilization.

"They live in the mountains and forests like wild animals. They rely on hunting for a living, but sometimes when they can't find prey, they invade our territory and plunder our food."

"Are they also being watched by gods?"

"No, our great gods killed their gods."

Lamont said this confidently, but Ryan couldn't believe it.

Without the help of the gods, how can Fenrir's people fight against the people of Gam, who are blessed by the gods once a month?

Lamont told Ryan at the end when he left.

"You should be careful at night. The hounds will be released to hunt. They may eat your horses. I am still waiting for you to help me strengthen my body with the magician's methods."

“Are they afraid of death?”

Ryan asked with a smile.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The villagers of this village came out and looked around the stone house with pale faces. Hundreds of hunting dogs lay in a pool of blood. The air was still filled with a strong smell of blood.

Looking in front of the corpse, a knight servant wearing full body armor was standing there indifferently with cold and sharp swords in hand, and their eyes were filled with endless murderous intent when they looked at the villagers.

Both sides got their answers, the hound was not afraid of death, and Lamont also got the help of a magic potion.

Originally, Ryan wanted to use spiritual blessings to win people's hearts, but after knowing that there were gods watching over this world, he switched to magic potions.

"This potion will double your body's physical fitness within three months, if... your food intake is adequate."

Potions are precious, but they come at a great price, especially in a world where food is scarce.

Ryan also left the village, telling Lamont that he might come back later.

He did not go to the city of Skala because the gods were watching there, and if aliens were discovered there, trouble might arise.

He went in the opposite direction, and the place with more wolves was his destination.

Finally, after a knight's squire fell into the trap, Ryan found his destination.

Looking at the forest ahead, Ryan bent his bow and drew his arrow. Under the power of his fighting spirit, the arrow burned and then sank into the forest.

The trees were burning, and the cold snow could not extinguish the flames, because they were flames generated by the power of Knight Ryan.

The flames quickly spread, engulfing more than a dozen trees, and thick smoke appeared in the sky.

Soon, amid the shouting, only black smoke remained in the forest. Then, at the edge of the forest, seven or eight people stared at Ryan outside with grim eyes.

"I want to talk to you."

A wolf howl came from one of their mouths, and wild wolves appeared in the surrounding wilderness.

They approached, their eyes cruel and greedy, and it was obvious that they had no intention of negotiating with Ryan.

But it was enough. Ryan, who had delayed time, looked at both sides of the forest, where a servant rushed over and pressed seven or eight humans to the ground.

"You don't seem to have any extraordinary means."

Ryan said this as he looked at the humans in animal skin armor in front of him.

"Egil will not let you go."

"Egil? Can you call him over?"

Ryan said, waving his hand and asking the knight's squire to move away from the man who spoke. But at the moment when the knight's squire loosened his strength, the bound animal skin warrior turned his wrist, a dagger fell into his palm, and quickly stabbed towards Ryan.

Winter raised its front hoof high, then smashed it down heavily. The iron hoof landed on the opponent's body, leaving two bloody holes.

Looking at the beast-skin warrior who was about to die on the ground, Ryan's eyes fell on the remaining people.

"I heard that you are all natural warriors. Now it seems to be true. So no one is willing to help me pass on a message?"

The soldiers struggled and tried to resist, so Ryan ordered them all to be killed.

Looking at the mountains and forests here, Ryan smiled after a moment of silence.

"A world without nobles is quite interesting."

Barbaric, cruel, ferocious and ruthless, the human beings in the two civilizations of this world have an extremely frivolous attitude towards life.

It's not just humans, it's the same with hounds and wolves as well.

"Master McKen, it seems that I still have to ask you to take action. Help me capture a group of people."

Ryan opened the door to the plane, and the servants returned to the frozen land territory and soon brought tents.

"Set up camp."

The power of the great wizard, although he could not get magic power replenishment in this world where magic factors were inactive, the magic power in his body was still abundant, and the powerful magic descended on the mountains and forests like a miracle, driving out dozens of people.

When night fell, there was a bright fire in the camp, and the great wizard McKen floated in the sky. The bound humans of the Wolf Tribe below were brought to Ryan.

By the light of the fire, Ryan looked at the prisoners.

There were no weak people, except for one old man, and even he was too strong to be an old man. Every man and woman was in excellent health. Even the few children stared at the people in the camp with wolf-like eyes, with distinct muscles in their hands and feet.

"Are you short of food?"

Ryan was sitting on the ground outside the tent. In front of him, steak was grilling on a stove. The spices sprinkled between his fingers made the smell of barbecue spread far away. These dozens of people swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

Ryan grabbed the barbecue and threw it to the side. Volibear didn't move at all, just opened his mouth and chewed the delicious barbecue.

"This is a deal. You answer some of my questions and I'll give you a good meal."

Every knight and servant around was eating meat. Small-scale travel was so convenient that Ryan could send people back to the frozen land to bring food at any time.

"What do you want to know?"

The old man in the crowd who was able to kill a cow spoke up. He looked greedily at the steak in front of Ryan. His body told him that it smelled delicious.

"About your world."

"An alien invader?"

The old man's eyes turned cruel at this moment.

"Calm down, calm down. I am not your enemy. Your enemies seem to be those people of Gam?"

A knight's squire walked over, bound the old man's hands behind his back, and held them tightly to prevent any sudden resistance during the day.

The servants were extremely wary of these people at this moment. These people were natural warriors and would resist at any opportunity.

The old man was brought in front of Ryan and knelt down. One servant held his hands and another servant held a sword across his neck.

"The land of Fenrir has a long history. When would you like to start?"

The old man licked his lips. Being so close to him made his stomach growl and the smell of meat made him lose his mind.

"You know a lot?"

Ryan's eyes lit up.

"Not a lot, but..."

The old man glanced at Ryan, the cunning of the hungry wolf made him think about what Ryan wanted to know.

"The Pan-dimensional War of Gods."

He uttered a word. This was the first time Ryan heard such a word in the world outside of Norris Continent.

Even in the warlike world of Bilki, the people there talk about the war of the Frost Lord.

"very good."

Ryan laughed and looked at the knight's squire. The squire let go of the old man's hand, and the old man couldn't wait to grab the stove in front of him and put the scalding steak into his mouth.

"Don't worry."

Ryan interrupted the opponent's second attempt.

"Keep talking, you will get more." "One or two hundred years ago, the Pan-Plane War of the Gods came, and Fenrir's people followed the great gods to fight."

"But in the end, our ancestors didn't know why, and Fenrir's people returned to their own world. But the war was not over. Giants, demons, humans, orcs, elves, dwarves... all had armies appear in our world."

"The gods led our ancestors to revolt and killed all the enemies. Just when they were victorious, the invasion of Gam arrived."

The old man swallowed the meat in his mouth with big mouthfuls and spoke indistinctly.

"Those damn hounds, they've taken over our world, they've taken over our lands, their gods have declared war on our gods."

"You failed."

Ryan provoked the old man by saying this, causing a blood mark to appear on his neck as he struggled, and the chill from the sword's edge calmed him down.

"Not lost, our gods have not lost!"

"After killing all the invading enemies, he used the last of his strength to curse the gods served by the hounds, causing the world to fall into deathly silence and making the hounds' gods unable to release their divine power again."

"We will help the gods win the final victory in the war and kill those damned hound men."

From this person's mouth, Ryan got a different historical past.

He asked:

"Then, are there any other extraordinary powers appearing here? Do your gods grant you powerful powers?"

The old man fell silent.

"War is for mortals."

But he was excited.

"Even those damned hounds don't have power beyond that of mortals. They are covered in the fur of beasts, but they are still beasts. We, the people of Fenrir, are the most powerful hunters."

"We will kill them like wild animals."

Without the extraordinary, it seemed that the god that Fenrir's people served was defeated and most likely dead.

"Do you know the North?"

Knowing the term "pan-dimensional war of gods" is certainly not unfamiliar to the North.

"The entire Fenrir world is the North created by the gods!"

The old man said proudly that the world became like this because their gods fought back in the end and killed countless enemies.

This is different from the North that Ryan knew.

That’s not right either…

The only difference between the northern border in front of us, the Norris continent, and the north of the frozen land territory is the inactivity of magic factors.

In addition, there is life, vitality, and resources.

Ryan could probably guess the inactivity of the magic factor.

The curse of Fenrir's wolf civilization god made the magic factor no longer active.

In this case, the extraordinary ways in the Hound civilization will not be powerful enough to crush His believers. In addition, the magic factor is not active and magicians will not pass by here. That is the only force that can bring changes to this world. Magicians are originally challengers of the gods.

Therefore, for so many years, this world has maintained the mortal war domain. The person in front of him was right. Even if they were covered with the furs of ferocious beasts, the extraordinary system of Gam's people could only be comparable to that of the Bronze Knight at most.

It's still pure bronze flesh, not even a hexagonal warrior, three or four-sided at most.

This extraordinary system belongs to a minority of people.

This means that in the war between hounds and wolves, there is a balance between the two sides.

"Egil will lead us to reclaim the world and the land."

The old man spoke vaguely, and when Ryan was about to ask about Egil, a wolf howl suddenly came from the darkness outside the camp.

Ouch——

Bogurd, who was leaning on Volibear, suddenly stood up and looked up at the darkness outside.

"It's not the cry of a wild animal."

Brand said the same thing.

"Certainly not."

Ryan pointed at the captives in front of him. They were very excited and struggling. One of them even bit a fang from his mouth and tried to fight back, but was slapped in the face and his cheek became bloody.

On the dark snow outside the camp, pairs of green eyes lit up and rushed towards the camp where the fire was from all directions.

Archmage McKen flew into the sky, and the strong wind surging in the void made his robe flutter.

Does the great wizard who is good at studying life magic have powerful destructive magic?
The answer is yes, and because of the massive research of life magicians, there are many such methods.

Not to mention the power, but it is more than enough to deal with the wolves in the darkness around.

"Blood withering!"

A circle of dim red blood light spread out in the surroundings. In the darkness, the wolf running in the front suddenly stumbled and fell down like a dog eating shit. In the snow, the wolf was at a loss. It wanted to stand up but its bones were so soft that it fell down again.

Breathing heavily, the wolf felt its heart weakening. It seemed to have grown old, and its eyes were filled with fear.

More and more wolves were defeated by the power of magic. In less than a minute, there was no more howling of wolves outside the camp. They lay on the ground in despair, and even standing up became a luxury.

In the dark distance, a group of people looked at the snow ahead in fear. The darkness could not deprive them of their light, and their vision was clear.

"What kind of weird power is this?"

The crowd was horrified, and then felt a commotion behind them.

Turned around and hurriedly made way.

"Where did these damn invaders come from?"

A young man, followed by three white wolves that were twice as strong as ordinary wild wolves. At this moment, the young man was looking at the fire in front of him and roaring manically.

"Go ahead and kill them all!"

The young man gave an order and dozens of people rushed out, but the magic in the void continued. When they were one hundred meters away from the camp, these people felt that their speed and reaction speed had slowed down.

The three white wolves howled towards the sky, emitting a faint light under the moonlight, resisting the power of magic. At the same time, the young man in the lead also had bloodshot eyes and charged forward violently. He was not affected too much.

He was also the only one who rushed to the camp gate.

The door was open, and the young man rushed in. Then he saw a tall figure in armor appear in front of him and punch him in the face.

When he woke up, the young man was already kneeling in front of Ryan. He struggled, but his whole body was bound by a magic chain and he could not move.

"Are you the Egil they were talking about? You don't seem as powerful as I imagined."

Llane learned that Egil was the leader of Fenrir's people and would lead them to kill the Gamhound humans.

Moreover, he was able to successfully lead others to plunder every time, and Egil's reputation was also spread in the civilization of Gam.

His origin is also very magical. He is a fighter who survived in the arena, but his origin is Fenrir's people. Strictly speaking, he betrayed the victory in the arena and was hunted all the way to the wolf pack.

The initial days were also legendary. He was rescued by a pack of wolves, but was not welcomed and excluded by Fenrir's people.

Different from the world of aristocrats, this world is cruel but also has certain advantages. That is, if you want to integrate into a certain circle, you just need to be strong enough.

Egil did it. He killed many leaders and became the only leader, gradually leading all the living people of Fenrir.

The population of the wolf pack's Fenrir civilization is sparse, with all the people added up to only about five or six thousand.

The only thing that makes them strong is that every member of their population is a soldier. They are even more extreme than the violent war bear people in the Birki world. Even children of seven or eight years old are warriors who can kill wild wolves alone.

Looking at Egil in front of him, Ryan was thinking about how to conquer and own this world.

At the end of this world, he will definitely face the gods, but if he fails to pass it, he will also get the right to open the next world. If the Frozen Territory wants to become stronger, he cannot go beyond this world.

Thinking about the previous Bilki world, Ryan felt that perhaps using the customs of this world was the only answer.

There are many ways to conquer. Inherited conquest can be brought by knowledge, food, technology and civilization. Naturally, there is also military conquest. Conquest by war is often more intuitive and quick.

Ryan didn't know if this method would work, but the world was already like this, so there was nothing to worry about.

No matter how brutal Ryan's conquests were, they were no match for the cruelty of the world itself.

(End of this chapter)