Throne of the North.

Chapter 786 Academic Exchange Between Two Worlds, Mikragard's Hidden Assets
Evan's almost frantic desire to know information about the god frightened Ryan.

"Lord Ryan, do you know why that madwoman Lan chanted the forbidden magic of freezing the gods in the Hot Spring Province?"

Evan gave a sinister laugh.

"She wanted to devour the authority of the gods, after all, it was rare to encounter a great being whose authority was similar to her magic. Unfortunately, her method of ascending to demigod failed."

"Lord Ryan, you don't actually think Lan wants to die from the backlash of the gods' essence, do you? If she can live, why would she want to die?"

"All she did was to become a demigod."

"The Empire portrays her as a heroic imperial martyr, but I know for sure that she was nothing more than a loser, and that she died."

Do you want to become a demigod?

Ryan wasn't too surprised by the result, as he wasn't familiar with the [Eternal Silence] mage.

Moreover, he did not hold the world's consensus that demigods could not advance to higher levels.

"So, Lord Evan, you're actually also aiming to become a demigod?"

"Of course, I don't know how to progress on the path of legendary magic anymore. All my magic now, no matter how many life magics I create, is not enough in terms of rank and strength. It's just like growing new branches from a big tree."

"What I need is to make my tree of life taller and bigger, and to grow a thicker trunk."

"Only the divine, the life essence of a great being, can help me."

"So, Lord Evan, you also have your own way of trying to become a demigod, just like that Lord Lan."

“I’m not like that crazy woman.”

Evan said coldly:

"She failed, which proves that her magical concept failed. I'm different; I believe I can succeed."

Perhaps each of them believes they will succeed.

Ryan looked at Evan in front of him and did not continue speaking. He knew that this result was enough. Lord Evan, the "Ivy," must also have terrifying magic to deal with gods.

"Killing a great being is not easy. There are many extraordinary beings in that world who are preparing. I think we need to find a more suitable time."

Ryan looked at Evan in front of him; the other man's pursuit of the gods was somewhat extreme.

"I don't want to suffer the curse of the great being because of some mistakes in this process."

Evan knew what Ryan meant and nodded in response:

"Rest assured, Lord Ryan, I have an absolute oath with the Empire, and I also revere the gods. I am much more cautious than you in dealing with the gods."

Evan and Ryan had worked together before, and Evan wasn't completely oblivious to Ryan's methods.

"That couldn't be better."

Ryan was considering when to take Evan to the world of Mikragard so that he could prepare magic with the ravens and avoid any potential conflicts.

Before that, he needed to build a deeper level of trust with those witch crows.

……

……

At the foot of Rhinoceros Horn Mountain.

The alchemy apprentices, clad in white robes, nervously surveyed their surroundings. Above their heads, iron particles swirled like tentacles in the sky, forming Dean Rose's unique Alchemy Throne.

"Seriously, all of you! Alchemy is a great and extraordinary path. Reason and thought are the only proof that you can survive in alchemical experiments!"

As they passed through the dimensional portal, a raging magical wind made the students' breathing quicken. Archmage McKen stood on the raven ship and calmly called out:

"By coming into this world, you will witness the pinnacle of countless extraordinary systems, learn their knowledge, and consolidate the magic system of the new era of the empire. You will reap immeasurable rewards."

These words were spoken to the students, but also to himself.

As an archmage, wouldn't Archmage McKen want to take another step forward on the path of magic?

He was no longer young and had been a Grand Mage for many years. He was limited in terms of resources and his own magical system was restricted by the modification of the warhorse bloodline, making it difficult for him to reach great heights.

After Ryan told him about the wizarding aspects of the world of Mikragard, Archmage McKen knew that this might be his only chance in his life.

He can prove himself; the power of a legend doesn't necessarily lie in grand narratives, but can also be found in small details.

The prerequisite is to acquire the ancient knowledge possessed by the predecessors of this world.

Knowledge, as Ryan told him, is the greatest wealth in this world; compared to it, the monsters beneath the ocean are insignificant.

The crow ship sailed across the sea toward Turtle Island. With the arrival of a large number of 'apprentices', the crows were also considering whether or not to accept this group of students.

Ryan appeared on Turtle Island and spoke with the ravens as a legendary lord.

“You need apprentices to help you set up the God-Slaying Array. In this process, you can manage them in the same way you used to manage students. I only have one requirement.”

"We cannot let them die on the path to the extraordinary without a reason."

“I am their lord. If none of you here are willing to give me this face, then I'm sorry, but in my eyes you are not invincible.”

Ryan made his threat appropriately. Knowing the ravens, he knew that his words would not offend them, as they always viewed the world from a rational perspective.

"I hope they can learn something from you and bring magic and alchemy into my world."

Spells and alchemy are arguably the two largest areas of research for wizards. Seven or eight out of ten might be proficient in magic, but those who understand alchemy…

Every raven in this world knows alchemy.

Each of them, in ancient times or after becoming a witch, would come into contact with alchemy, hoping to use the extraordinary means of alchemy to analyze their own bodies.

Among them, the most insane was naturally the wizard Keke.

He once fused his human body with the blood of gods and legendary monsters, shaping his flesh into this Turtle Island. Later, his soul was extracted and formed the Witch Raven, naturally becoming even more radical in this regard.

It's just that... it has never been effective against the physical body of a deity.

On the track, inside the wizard tower belonging to Wizard Keke, he had taken in five alchemy apprentices. A raven flew in the sky, coldly watching the five human apprentices below.

"Let me make this clear first: what Lord Ryan said means nothing to me. Having lived for countless years, I am not afraid of death, nor do I believe he has the ability to kill the body of a god." "You have no illusions about me. Coincidentally, you weak humans cannot hide any ulterior motives from me."

"Everything you do, including your inner thoughts, is under my surveillance."

"Complete the tasks I give you, and you will survive. As for how much knowledge you gain from them, that depends on how smart you are."

A raven-beastman, sealed tightly, was thrown down; this was the alchemy apprentices' first task.

"Plucking its feathers, then using a vessel, slowly extracting its blood drop by drop. Make sure every drop is crystal clear. Ten days later, I will teach you the Gemstone Blood Extraction Technique, which will blend the blood into rubies."

……

Dean Rose entered Kledal's wizard tower. Ryan was worried about him doing so, because entering a mage's or wizard's tower meant entering their domain, where one could not only risk life and death, but also have their sense of self stripped away.

But Rose was not afraid; in fact, she was somewhat looking forward to it.

“I even hoped he would be extremely hostile towards me, that he could strip me of my self-awareness, but unfortunately... he couldn’t do it.”

"At the end of the path of shadow magic, a great being always watches over me, even able to steal my legendary gifts. He wants to strip me of my self, and first he must expel the shadow king who left his mark deep within my soul."

Rose's extraordinary future is restricted by shadow magic, a problem that even this alchemist who has embarked on the third path of the extraordinary has failed to resolve. Perhaps it would be a good thing if she could find relief through Kledal.

This is also the reason for his confidence; he doesn't believe these witches have any tricks up their sleeves.

Sure enough, the moment they entered the Kledal Wizard Tower, the tower that floated in the sky began to tremble violently, as it sensed the mark of a great being.

"Deep within your soul lies a terrifying aura."

Kledal looked at Rose seriously and said.

"That's perfectly normal."

Rose responded with a smile, though it was clear the raven wasn't too happy about his arrival.

"Our Blue Ocean Tower is responsible for a portion of the Primal Particle Corridor within the Wizarding Array. Are you sure you want to join us?"

Kledal asked, and five ravens flew out beside him; together they already formed a powerful system.

“Of course, Your Excellency the Baron has told me about your power, and I am very interested.”

As Rose spoke, she unleashed her alchemical talent, and metallic particles around her transformed into mist, which then coalesced into a giant shadowy serpent.

"An activated shadow..."

Kledal saw through the nature of Rose's extraordinary power; his knowledge contained no record of such a thing.

The unknown... is the most suitable means to deal with gods, because what they cannot know can create the most unexpected effects.

"Welcome to the team, Mr. Rose."

Kledal extended his raven wings in an ancient gesture of invitation.

On the other side, Archmage McKen was also surrounded by dozens of ravens. Compared to his thirst for the knowledge in the minds of these ancient beings, these ravens were just as curious about the life magic system that he and Mage Luna possessed.

"As time passed, magic had long since become an independent and extraordinary system. After the empire's magical glory, the direction of magical power was once again clarified within magic itself."

"Beyond the eight elements, life magic has become the most dazzling ninth magic. We all believe that life magic can fight against the gods."

"Because in the magical history of the empire, more than once, the magic of life has been used to destroy the physical bodies of gods, storm into their divine kingdoms, and plunder their essence."

The title of blasphemer is not something to be taken lightly.

"But life magic also has its own bottlenecks that it cannot overcome."

"And the exchange of knowledge is the process by which magic approaches the truth."

The crows readily agree with this description; their strength and activity are also due to the various forms of communication among wizards over countless years.

"Then, we are also very curious about what kind of improvements and changes you, as magicians, can bring to our wizard array."

"In this world, you will never need to worry about the feasibility of power or the issue of energy."

Turtle Island suddenly became lively, with thousands of Holy Domain Ravens. What they needed was not just the less than three thousand students in Ryan's Frozen Territory.

Therefore, as time went by, raven ships converged on Turtle Island from all directions of the ocean, and the native civilians of this world would also help the ravens with various trivial tasks in their own way.

Centered on Turtle Island, this sea area gradually formed a maritime kingdom.

For the first few days, Ryan sent knights and squires to patrol and inquire about the gains of the students who entered the wizard's tower. After feeling fairly satisfied, he stopped interfering.

He was not idle; while the ravens were making their final preparations, he was also trying to search for the talents of the world's natives.

Like the people of Exner, they are naturally gifted in brewing and art, and bards have become the medium through which the name of the North resounds throughout the world.

The inhabitants of the world of Bilki possess strong physiques; they are natural fighters on the battlefield, fearless of death and undaunted by the cold of wind and snow.

Each world connected to the spiritual panel bestows upon him hidden wealth.

So, what kind of hidden talents do the people of the world of Mikragard possess?

Is he good at making a living at sea? Ryan doubted, but wasn't sure.

Over the next few days, he saw that the common people on the raven ships from all over the world, while helping the raven with their work, had formed a very distinct market system.

They used to live on their respective islands, living like island villagers, and their transactions were mostly based on barter.

But now, people from all over the world have gathered together, gradually transforming villages into towns, and eventually into cities.

Two hundred thousand people gathered together, but instead of causing any chaos, they even actively carved out an area for trade and exchange.

Some brought out chili peppers from a distant island, a byproduct of an experiment by a certain raven. Others offered fruit in exchange, as those who made a living at sea had a great need for fruit. Ryan even found wheat.

These local specialties were not what surprised Ryan the most. What shocked him was that, as time went on, something called currency appeared.

It was a shiny seashell. This kind of seashell did not grow in shallow seas, but in the deep seabed, attached to the bodies of some huge sea monsters. It was not easy to obtain. However, over the years, villagers in various places had collected this shiny and beautiful object to varying degrees by catching marine life.

The spontaneously formed market and trade, coupled with the fact that the natives of this world are quite eloquent and knowledgeable due to their knowledge and authority, are all experts in mathematics and other educational subjects that Ryan has tried so hard to popularize in the Frozen Territory.

(End of this chapter)