Throne of the North.

Chapter 734 The Second Orc War (Part 20)

This negotiation was absolutely unfair.

How could Ryan possibly free the werewolf from the curse so easily? Besides, he really couldn't do it.

"To help you master the call of the wild and become more powerful werewolves, I will have to pay a huge price, and even then, I cannot give you this in a short time..."

Ryan looked at the werewolf army in front of him. There weren't that many of them, but that just meant that many werewolves hadn't arrived yet.

"It seems we need to reach a long-term cooperation agreement."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"It's not going to be good," Adon said in a low voice, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

"Fight for me."

Ryan spoke, a smile on his face.

"Or rather, I fight for the great being who gave me power."

“I know why you worship the moon. It’s because you’ve lost your royal status. You need a great being to look after you and let you fight against the new six royal families of the orcs.”

"Moreover, my help in controlling the call of the wild is also due to the divine power that the great being bestowed upon me to be immortal, and He never favors heretics."

As Ryan spoke, the werewolves didn't react much, which was understandable. After all, they worshipped the moon for these reasons. The great gods helped them control the calamities of their bloodline, and it was only natural that they provided faith.

Ryan created a fictional being, also taking into account that the two sides are not the same race, and the generations of hatred between orcs and humans cannot be so easily erased.

"Whom are you going to wage war against?"

Adun asked, at this moment the werewolves didn't care who their enemies were. The orc family had no unity to speak of, and eating each other was the norm under the scourge of the North.

"You'll find out in time."

Ryan continued, "..."
"Furthermore, my territory, the territory of a human noble, is familiar to you werewolves. We will form an alliance with you werewolves. My followers will enter the Northern Territory in the future. You just said that the Northern Territory has a vast amount of wealth, and some of that should belong to me, to Ryan."

"This is a mutual alliance between us, and it does not involve the races of orcs and humans. If war breaks out, the werewolves do not need to keep an eye on my land. In fact, you can send your hostile orcs to me. As a friend, I would be happy to help you get rid of your opponents."

"What insidious humans."

Ardon licked his lips and gave a sinister laugh.

"Then as a friend, I would be happy to kill your friends among the human race for you. You humans are just as our ancestors said."

"Hehehe."

Ryan smiled casually.

Both conditions are actually quite vague, lacking any details, leaving a lot of room for maneuver.

Such a transaction agreement wouldn't work for humans; those nobles would be meticulous down to every single gold coin to avoid losing even more wealth.

However, the orcs didn't care about these things.

Ryan didn't need to go into such detail.

Anyway, there's still a long way to go.

But then it stopped working.

"I've heard that werewolves are very good at certain things."

"I need your help for the sake of the great being behind me."

"The orc god, kill the god hidden within the orc king."

Ryan's words, which could kill a god, left the werewolf king in front of him stunned.

"What do you want to do? Kill a god?"

Ryan nodded without denying it and said:
"The war between the divine kingdoms over there is nearing its end. Unfortunately, your orc god has only been awakened for a short time, and He has not had enough divine essence to consume."

"It won't be long before He falls back into slumber, fleeing from the battlefield of the divine kingdom. He will gain nothing, but will instead pay the price of the power He has stored up over the past hundred years."

"But... what defeated Him was not a truly great being, but an empire that wielded divine power, so He cannot die."

"We need to find a way to kill Him."

"For the sake of the great being behind me, and for the sake of you werewolves being able to successfully control the call of the wild, do you really think that helping you won't consume divine power?"

Killing God.

The desire that appeared on the spiritual panel was the final piece of the legendary blessing bestowed upon him by Ryan. At that time, it was because the divine power of the moon was restless. But how could Ryan be a match for the moon? That great being could probably only be suppressed by the Lord of Dawn.

Ryan could only settle for god-slaying as a second-best option, and... according to his own guess, there was a difference between god-slaying and god-slaying.

Gods, spirits, gods and spirits, what he must kill is not a spirit, but a god.

Ryan couldn't determine the difference between gods and spirits, but the great being that the orcs served was most likely among the gods.

After all, in the interdimensional war of the gods, the spirits have already been defeated and died. If their identities are not right, they dare not be active on this battlefield of the gods.

"Kill God..."

Even the King of Adun was taken aback by Ryan's audacity and fell silent.

"You werewolves' ancestors also obtained the power of blood through blasphemy. You should not have such reverence for great beings."

Now it was Ryan's turn to be a little nervous, worried that the werewolves wouldn't cooperate.

He seemed a little anxious, but fortunately, the werewolf wasn't perceptive enough to notice.

The werewolf king believed that this was what the great being behind Ryan, this human nobleman, needed. After all, obtaining divine essence by killing a god was not something that mortals should consider.

As for their ancestors... how could they possibly know what their ancestors were like?

The werewolves weren't too surprised; they weren't qualified to touch upon the contradictions between great beings.

"How do you want us to help you? Help you kill that great being?"

“We can’t do it. Even back when the gods would respond to the orcs, we could only rely on the favor of the great beings to drive out the alien gods.”

For example, the Hobbit from back then.

“You don’t need to kill Him. I will use the power to kill gods.”

“But I need your help to lure Him to me.”

Killing a god—how could he kill such a great being? Ryan wasn't sure himself. He needed to think it over, even if he was facing a great being who was extremely weak.

Moreover, he wasn't sure if the werewolf could bring the orc's god over.

This requires cooperation.

Ryan cannot reveal the fact that he has no special skills or methods.

"On the night of the next full moon, you may bring a portion of your people to the outskirts of my territory, and I will help you control the call of the wild." "As for now..."

Ryan reached out and grabbed the werewolf king Adun, before the latter could resist in fear, and a spiritual blessing descended.

"1...10...1000..."

After receiving a full ten thousand spiritual blessings, Ryan finally felt his spiritual balance stop draining. He immediately looked around with a grim expression at the other werewolf clan leaders.

"On the night of the next full moon, I will help a few legendary werewolves, as well as a number of werewolves up to three thousand, to control the call of the wild."

"Any more won't do."

Ryan's current spiritual balance is only a few hundred thousand, and he can't give it all to these werewolves.

"The calamity within you is far too severe."

Ryan said, looking like he was still shaken.

On the other side, the werewolf king Adun was still immersed in the various powers he had suddenly gained, and was somewhat shocked. This was a gift from the gods.

The way they looked at Ryan became much more respectful; those who could receive divine favor were all terrifying.

"Remember, I will send someone to find you on the night of the next full moon."

Ryan pointed to the sky, where a blood-red eagle circled.

“They are my messengers.”

Then, Ryan glanced again at the massive Xiangshan Plain fortress behind him.

"As for the war here, there's no need to end it. Let's just put on a show. Anyway, you orcs have plenty of cannon fodder, don't you?"

……

Xiangshan Plain Fortress.

All eyes were fixed on Ryan Clayton, who was returning alone on his white horse, filled with admiration and awe.

No one had ever been able to move so easily under the noses of the orcs; those ferocious werewolves hadn't even launched an attack on Ryan.

"War will not disappear, but the werewolves are unlikely to launch a legionary attack. This is your chance, Viscount Landa."

With the war ongoing, Viscount Landa, as the commander of the Fragrant Hills Plains Fortress and the commander of the North Wind Legion, wielded immense power.

As a nobleman, he could certainly cultivate more power in the process, in whatever way.

Previously, Viscount Landa only considered whether the war could withstand the orcs' attack, but now, with Ryan's reminder, he understands the outcome of the war.

"Incredibly, the war has actually stopped."

Viscount Landa muttered in shock, "What did Ryan do to make even the most volatile werewolves lose their will to attack?"
Is it related to the werewolf army that lost its mind that day?

Viscount Landa couldn't speculate any further; if Ryan didn't tell him, he couldn't possibly know the answer.

The werewolf army retreated, and for the soldiers of the Fragrant Hills Plains Fortress, today was an unimaginable day. War was so close yet had not broken out at all, which inevitably led to countless speculations about that Lord Ryan.

Ryan met with many nobles, all of whom came to gather information. Ryan did not tell them all the details, only that he had personally reached a deal with the werewolf king to prevent the war from escalating.

"I do not want more people to die in the land of the North Wind because of war."

"I also do not want this land to be ruthlessly trampled by orcs, or for the nobles' territories to be ravaged."

"I would be even more unwilling for any unfavorable reports to be sent to the capital in the first year of His Majesty's coronation, for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor of Flor."

Ryan wasn't stupid; of course, he wanted to claim all the credit for himself, deepen the respect of all the nobles for him, and make them owe him a favor, including the emperor in the capital, so that they would feel the loyalty of Baron Ryan Clayton.

He was implying that Viscount Landa should increase his strength during this time, let alone Ryan himself.

Moreover, all of this stemmed from the spiritual power he possessed, so it wasn't exactly deception.

This is why Ryan deliberately negotiated slowly in full view of everyone; he wanted everyone to see the achievements of Baron Ryan. For the sake of the throne in this land, it was not advisable to act in secret.

No one can deny Ryan's contributions to the war on this land.

Early the next morning, Ryan returned to the Frozen Territory with his scouts. At this point in the war, there was no need for them to help the Fragrant Hills Plains Fortress with anything.

After Ryan left, the fortress faced war once again. However, just as Ryan had said, the orc army was lukewarm and could not possibly cause any fatal damage to the fortress. Even the mages lost the fun of earning extra money.

This further fueled the nobles' speculation about what Ryan had done.

It could be said that Ryan's legend began here after he left.

Frozen soil collar.

Ryan summoned Ulf and asked him to act as his envoy between himself and the Silvermoon Royal Court.

They still need to be brought to the Wall fortress in the North, and it's not appropriate for outsiders to see them perform a large-scale spiritual blessing on the werewolves.

Furthermore, those werewolves need to learn the way. This isn't the first time we've fought; how can they not even know where the Frozen Territory is? It would be a joke if they mistook other places for Ryan's land.

That night, under the moonlight, the Silver Moon King's body swelled, and the call of the wild made him stronger, but he did not lose his mind.

It not only controls the call of the wild, but also gains this enhanced power every night.

It's no longer limited to the night of the full moon.

Seeing Adun in this state, the surrounding werewolf clans naturally became even more eager.

They not only solved the problem of curses and calamities, but also surpassed their ancestors, making werewolves even stronger.

In a short time, even Adun, the werewolf king, saw a significant increase in prestige among the werewolf pack, considering he had been forced into the role.

The only problem is that the Silvermoon Royal Court, that ancient stone building that made the werewolf king a legend, is still taboo. They are afraid of the emergence of a second High Priest Erdi, so they never dare to return to the royal court.

"Hopefully, that human will keep his promise a month from now."

The werewolf leaders were all looking forward to it, as they themselves would be among the first to receive the spiritual blessing, and they could already see themselves as majestic and imposing as kings a month from now.

-

The information Ryan and the werewolf provided was correct.

The war of the divine kingdoms is nearing its end.

The great nobles of the empire would never blindly allow their extraordinary legions to fall into a desperate situation. Therefore, when the rainbow bridge was built in the void and the extraordinary legions entered the battlefield of the divine kingdom, the advantage of the divine kingdom war was already determined.

Nobles are only eager to act when things are going well; they avoid any real disasters or wars.

This was not a victory for Grand Duke Russell alone. After all, in the last war against the orcs, Grand Duke Meyers' Nightmare Knights were almost wiped out before they managed to stop the attack led by the Behemoth and Raven royal families. Not to mention this time, the six royal courts of the orcs.

These two all-out wars with the orcs were different in scale.

However, the Empire could not deny the crucial role that Archduke Russell played in the battle for Thermopylae.

(End of this chapter)