Throne of the North.

Chapter 496 The most desperate way to die, dragon bone powder for male potency

The Flor Empire once invited the legendary magician Ophelia.

The reason why the honorable Emperor Columbus II invited this legendary magician was actually very evil, which was to make this legendary magician the executioner of the empire.

The executioner of the nobles, during that period the lives of the nobles were not so secure, and the death of nobles was not uncommon in the successive wars, not to mention the open and covert confrontation between the Empire and the Church.

The method used by this legendary space magician is known as the most desperate way to die.

Columbus II wanted to use this method to warn the nobles of the Flor Empire, so that they would always stand on the same boat with the empire and would not dare to collude with the Vatican in secret.

And then…Columbus II died.

However, his idea was recognized by the royal family and the four grand dukes. Although Ophelia, the legendary magician with the most desperate means of killing people, was not invited, his other means were not bad either.

That kind of terror frightened many nobles. Even a great noble like Count Pascal did not dare to have any disloyalty in the following decades and tried his best to show his loyalty to the empire.

Later, it was realized that the lives of the nobles should not die in ignoble ways, and Columbus III defeated his two competitors and became the new emperor of the empire.

Ryan did not see the dragons that died in the most desperate way, but he saw the excitement and fear in the eyes of the returning Sanctuary mages.

"Ophelia... No one wants to be the enemy of that Excellency."

An old fellow who has lived for almost five hundred years doesn't care about any nobles. If he is really pushed to the limit, he will do anything.

Countess Winter's words made Ryan even more curious about that person.

After listening to all the descriptions, Ryan roughly understood the other party's methods.

"Similar to... vacuum-packing the enemy?"

Ryan thought of another life, the warthog carrying the mountain on its back, the demigod warthog, the follower of the great being.

It once used a realm that only demigods could use, which was the vacuum.

This directly caused heavy losses to the Holy See's Feathered Dragon Legion.

"The lower limit of legendary gifts often determines the upper limit of legends."

"Ms. Ophelia is completely capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the ten legendary priests of the empire."

Countess Winter was envious, she felt that her magical talent and path had reached the end, the Sanctuary was her limit, and her chances of becoming a legend were slim.

and so……

She looked at Ryan and said:
"Please help me deliver the wealth I have gained from this world, especially the flesh and blood of the giant dragons, to the Earldom of Winter. As for the corpses..."

"The body does not belong to you."

Ryan directly rejected the other party's greedy idea.

"The dragon skeleton is useful to me. I can give you the rest as a reward. Also, regarding the dragon blood..."

"I don't want Earl Winter to trade dragon blood with Earl Sauron. No, I don't want Earl Winter to trade dragon blood with any noble."

"Is this a warning?"

Countess Winter frowned, dissatisfied. Ryan was too greedy. He just opened a portal and gave everyone a chance to come in.

Eating half is the limit. Any more will affect the relationship between both parties.

“It’s a threat of war.”

Ryan looked at Countess Winter with a cold voice.

"We also have an enemy named Meyers in the North Wind Province. I don't want any changes to happen because of the dragon blood."

Ryan is now eager to return home but helpless. He needs to make choices and countermeasures in the north regarding the war between the Empire and the Church, but now he doesn't even know what the situation is like in the south of the Empire.

In the North Wind Province, he only wanted to concentrate on dealing with Meyers, and did not want Count Winter or Count Sauron to stand against him again.

"In exchange, I will give you something else as compensation, which is the material dropped by the gods."

Countess of Winter finally couldn't get hard. She was a magician, not a noble.

It was not difficult to deal with her. As for the other magicians, Ryan wrote a letter to tell Earl Clayton.

"The skeleton of the dragon can help me create an extraordinary warhorse. You know, when I was in the Imperial City, I invited Master McKen to become my worshiper."

"He is very good at breeding war horses, just like his teacher, the legendary lord who bred the Highland War Horse."

After several rounds of cooperation and communication, Ryan has gained more trust in Earl Clayton, and this time of fighting side by side has made him willing to reveal more of his cards to the other party.

"A knight cannot be without a mount. A warhorse is a knight's best companion, and there is an endless supply of warhorses in the North."

"In cold conditions, they would excel even better than Highland Warhorses."

"In the previous attempt, Master McKen ground the dragon bones into powder and mixed it into the warhorse's food. The effect was very good."

"And I also know that dragon bone powder is particularly friendly to men. I think if it can be sold to the land in the south, the nobles will spare no expense."

Not long after, Earl Clayton once again made an agreement with the magicians to exchange their share of the dragon bones for other things of equal value.

As for some of them being hidden, this is inevitable. These are all space magicians. They may not have many other means, but they definitely have many space storage means.

In fact, if this world was not special, Ryan had reason to believe that these sanctuaries would leave their mark like the Countess of Winter before, anchor this world, and then return to the Earldom of Winter to let Earl Winter lead his army to harvest.

For his own benefit, Earl Clayton had to be on guard. He once again communicated with Lady Ophelia, who was already free to move, in exchange for the other party's arrangement of this world space to ensure that those sanctuaries could not engage in any smuggling activities.

As for this legend, even Earl Clayton could not threaten him.

The content of the transaction was simple. Earl Clayton told the other party about the existence of Isabella, the demigod tidal dragon.

Ryan was approached.

When Ophelia arrived, Ryan was watching the battle between the frost dragon Areris and a fire dragon. Both dragons were quite old, as could be seen from their hard dragon scales. They were fighting on top, and Ryan sent people below to pick up their fallen body fragments.

The main point is not to waste.

"Isabella, that is the creation of a great being. You may not know that Isabella, the giant dragon, was once a human girl." Ryan's words made Ophelia's eyes widen.

"This is related to the third great being in this world. His power can change the essence of human souls. With His authority, He can transform human souls into dragon souls."

"It's just a miracle."

"Also, she looks different from other dragons. Perhaps it's because she's too powerful. She even had a battle with a great being."

"Oh, by the way, the space in this world is very stable. It is because of their battle that the space is broken and the snow and wind from the north blow in."

"Where is she now, you ask?"

"She is a tidal dragon. She may be hiding anywhere in this world. The frost dragon above is my friend. It knows each other. It told me that no one in the tide can kill Isabella."

Ophelia stared at Areris, then came back to her senses and said:

"I have never thought of killing her. I am not her opponent. If I can find her, I would like to make a deal with her."

Everyone has something to ask for, just like when Columbus II invited the legendary magician to become the empire's tribute. [The Immortal of the Void] also has his own needs, and what can be provided is probably not much.

"This... To be honest, it may be difficult to find her. The dragons belonging to her faction have all become followers of a great being. You should have heard of him. He is the Dusk Surtur who almost disrupted the Andara Kingdom."

"All the dragons you see now are her enemies."

"This includes us. I don't know if she still has the rationality and calmness that belongs to a human being."

"I don't recommend you go looking."

Of course Ryan didn't want to look for her. Not only did he not want to look for Isabella, who had the power of a demigod, he also didn't want to look for the angel who was somewhere unknown and had almost caused the destruction of the dragon and Surtur.

If those two guys are unhappy, the whole Nidhogg will be in trouble.

Ophelia left and Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. He was under a lot of pressure facing such an old antique.

Ryan could see that the other party was still unwilling to give up. He didn't think that the other party could find Isabella's Dragon Chosen Dragon.

The reason was very simple. Isabella was injured. Ryan had experienced the feeling of being injured by Surtur. Isabella would only be more embarrassed. No matter whether it was a dragon or a human, when injured, they would instinctively reject any contact with familiar or strangers.

Ryan couldn't control this immortal in the sky. His army was stationed in the north of the land, and the sky...

Snowing.

One thing Ryan was very curious about was why the four seasons in each world were the same time. This made him doubt the idea that the planes of other worlds were in the form of planets. Science couldn't explain it, so he could only use metaphysics to ignore it.

It is spring now, the end of spring, and summer is about to begin. Snow is falling from the sky, and then colder winds begin to blow from the north.

As expected, the flying snow came from the northern border of another world. Thirty-six space mages successfully arranged a magic array in the sky, blowing the cold wind from the northern border of more than ten other worlds to Nidhoggr.

This once peaceful world has come to an end. In the vast ocean, endless lives are struggling, boiling, and constantly jumping out of the water. They are the second to feel the sea water becoming cold, cold enough to kill them.

As for the first one?
"Roar!!!!!"

Amid the howling cold wind, there was a deafening roar of a dragon. Then, from the depths of the wind and snow, a huge shadow appeared in the eyes of mankind. A ferocious dragon descended from the sky, opened its bloody mouth and spit out dragon breath at humans.

It's just passing by, but doesn't mind destroying everything human.

"Ryan!!!"

The knights were calling out, their energy and blood going into a violent state, and the next moment the dark golden pupils of the giant dragon in the sky shrank sharply.

It saw thousands of sharp arrows coming towards it like a big net, and it felt a familiar breath in it.

The arrows made from dragon teeth were so sharp that they pierced through the dragon's hard dragon scale armor. Not only that, the arrows also contained a unique poison created by the alchemist.

The dragon lost all its strength and fell freely downwards. The knights pulled the reins and scattered. When the dust settled, everyone looked at the dragon gasping for breath on the ground, its body heaving.

"For the glory of Ryan, charge!!!"

The knights put away their beast bows, drew their swords and attacked forward. The collision of the metal swords and dragon scales produced brilliant sparks. The moment the dragon's flesh and blood was torn for the first time, it meant that the dragon would never have a chance to fly into the sky again.

The huge dragon corpse became the trophy of the Stag Legion. Ryan came to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.

There are many dragons that have fled south because of the erosion from the north. They either stay away from this human land or face war with the Flame Dragon Knights and the Stag Legion.

Glancing into the distance, he saw that the Flame Dragon Knights were still powerful. He guessed that Earl Clayton's gains would be much greater than his own.

This is a good thing. The Flame Dragon Knight Corps can withstand most of the pressure from the dragon, and the safety of the Stag Corps will not be a problem.

On the sixth day after the dragon moved south, a scout came to report that the frost giant Lagerlov had awakened.

Ryan hurried back. At the place where the Frost Giant had fallen before, there was a thick layer of frost and snow on the ground. Several Frost Giants were standing tall around, as if waiting for Lagerlov to stand up.

The Frost Giant leader, no, it should be said that it was Lagerlov who had evolved into the Frost Giant King. He was breathing heavily. He was swallowing up the northern snow and wind that entered this world. All the cold power was being absorbed by him, causing the world a thousand meters away to appear extremely dry and hot, entering the hottest time of summer ahead of schedule.

Two days later, Lagerloff, who seemed to have grown more than ten meters taller and two or three meters wider, stretched out his hands and pressed them on the ground. In full view of everyone, his legs stood up like steel bars as if he had no knees.

His breath became part of the clouds in mid-air. Ryan didn't know whether to say that the clouds were too short or he was too tall.

"Woo——"

There was a melodious howl, and the other 'miniature' frost giants around also followed suit.

"It looks like he's alive."

Lagerlov woke up completely, and then took the frost giants to the north. After waking up, he was eager for food replenishment, and the arrival of the dragon was a godsend.

"Um... we don't need to chew on the bones, right?"

Ryan stood on the ground, made trumpet shapes with his hands and yelled at Lagerloff.

Dragon bone powder can enhance sexual performance, and Master Ryan is waiting to make a fortune from the bones.

Tell those nobles in the south that the Clayton bloodline is so fertile because it eats too much dragon bone powder.

The nobles will go crazy.

(End of this chapter)