Chapter 368 Soul Crystal, the Self-Exiled Wolf King

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The rough mage tower is as tall as two Archmage McCann's mage towers, and consumes more materials. All the magic materials in Ryan's hand were consumed by Mage Luna.

"For magicians, the sanctuary is the beginning of touching taboos, and I already have my own direction."

Archmage Luna said that she was a little surprised that she might enter the sanctuary faster than Archmage McCann. When she said this, she smiled awkwardly at Ryan.

Because that requires greater resource support, including inviting powerful magicians in the world to communicate in the name of Ryan.

"Speaking of soul..."

Ryan thought of the two cities in the Gam civilization.

"I recently met a god who has the power to control souls."

Ryan looked at Archmage Luna and said:

"He is weak."

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Gam, the city of Skala.

The tinkling sound is the miners mining gold. They are very skilled. They have rich experience in mining in the forest world for so long. Moreover, in the forest world, they belong to the tundra territory and are also mining. Professional gold mine owners.

"What is this!"

Deep in the mine, a miner lowered his pickaxe and the stone wall was cut through. He looked at the bright underground world of hollows in front of him in shock.

In the hole in the broken stone wall, a dazzling light shone in the underground space. It was like a crystal, attracting every pair of eyes looking at it.

After a long time, the knights came from outside the mine. They supervised the work of these miners, but there was no such tough work pressure, because these people would eventually pass through the plane gate and return to the tundra territory. At that time, these miners would not Possibly leaving with gold hidden away.

The knight was breathing rapidly as he looked at the shining crystals in the gap. His soul was trembling, and he almost couldn't maintain his sanity.

When Ryan got the news and rushed over, it was already evening that day, but in the dim mine, the luminous crystals were still dazzling, illuminating the surrounding environment, making the whole underground world.

"The power of the soul."

Ryan looked up, he had already guessed the answer.

"That's the arena in Skala City, right?"

The knight dug out the crystals, and brought out the soul crystals in three colors: gray, white, and light gold. Ryan took them back to the Tundra Territory and placed them in front of Archmage Luna.

Not only Archmage Luna, Archmage McCann and Mr. Rose were also there. The three powerful extraordinarys all stared at the soul crystal in shock.

"How can such pure soul power exist?"

"I can't feel any breath of life up there, they are pure souls."

Archmage Luna controlled three crystals floating in the air, and she was slowly devouring the soul power within them.

"Those necromancers and lichs will go crazy, as well as the demons of the abyss."

Archmage McCann did not do any more research on these soul crystals, but he knew very well that the value of these things was absolutely terrifying.

"This is something made by the gods. I don't know what hidden dangers there are."

Ryan said, and Archmage Luna, who opened her eyes after a long time, shook her head.

"I can feel that the power of souls is very pure, they don't have the aura of gods."

"But there are no guarantees."

Archmage Luna is not sure either.

"It's actually very simple. If you kill that god, there will be no hidden dangers."

Rose, who was burdened with hostility to the great being, said this. He was a little excited. Maybe he could practice with this weak god. Such opportunities were definitely rare.

Ryan is also thinking that this matter needs to be put on the agenda.

"If you want to kill Him, then the construction of the city must be completed as soon as possible."

Before the final war comes, Lane will never allow the people of Garmu who believe in gods to exist in another world. They must all be moved out. The Tundra Territory does not have such a large area for resettlement. The emergence of Lane's second city It's just necessary.

The number of Garm's people is greater than that of the descendants of the Lord of Bilgi Frost. Ryan has roughly collected them and found that they are around 110,000.

The entry of such a huge number into the frozen soil territory is a huge pressure on all aspects.

Food and production must be planned in advance. When Ryan told Etheria, his chief consul, the consul almost fought with him.

"At least the balance must be maintained for a short period of time. When the matter is over, at least half of these hundreds of thousands of people will be sent back by me. The pressure... shouldn't be that great."

Ryan admitted that he, the shopkeeper, didn't have that many things in charge. He looked at Atria, who only gave him a result after a long time.

"Fifteen days, the Tundra Territory's production and supplies can last for up to fifteen days, and before that, I need twice, no, three times the number of Sheriffs."

Fifteen days should be enough. Ryan plans to trade another batch of grain reserves from the neighboring Serra Kingdom. As for the Andala Kingdom, they have begun to starve to death in recent times, and the impact of the war is far from over.

There are also those chambers of commerce in the south. They have been selling a lot of food recently.

In Skala City, as well as Tyrell Forest City, the mining of gold and silver mines was suspended to avoid long nights, and all miners went all out to mine the soul crystals.

For this reason, Archmage Luna also made a large number of resistance potions. If ordinary miners stay around the soul crystal for a long time, their souls will collapse and they must rely on extraordinary power to fight.

The mined soul crystals are sealed in stone boxes and temporarily stored in this world. Ryan cannot send them all back to the frozen land. At least before solving the hound god, he does not intend to let these soul crystals see the light of day again.

"I can't trust the people of Gam yet."

In this world, in addition to those miners, there are armies. Ryan needs more manpower.

"It's time to deal with that Egil."

The last chance, Ryan himself can't guarantee what choice the wolf king of the wolf pack will make.

"I hope he won't seek his own death."

At the edge of the forest, when Ryan's army appeared, Egil had already appeared with Fenrir's people. Every one of them was cold and ruthless. Compared with the people of Gam, the people of Fenrir are natural warriors and don't seem to have any fear.

Just like at this moment, as the best hunters and warriors, it might be the best choice for them to stay in the forest, but just like their leader Egil has a bad temper, Fenrir's people will not be afraid of war at the first time.

They are cunning. If the war is not going well, they will choose to return to the forest and continue the war on their land, just like wolves surrounding the enemies entering the forest. Ryan knows this very well, so his only choice is to solve these Fenrir's people in a crushing way, so that they have no time to escape back to the depths of the forest.

"Your initiative failed in the war, and you are not convinced by my initiative. This is the third time. I think both sides are ready for everything. This is our last war."

"Fenrir's people, I hope you won't let me down."

Ryan drew out the knight's sword, he looked at Egil, the other party is the king of the wolf pack? Today Ryan wants them to change a wolf king.

"Attack!"

The Violent War Bear Legion charged, and Egil roared on the opposite side. Wolf howls appeared one after another on the snow. Thousands of Fenrir's warriors and thousands of snow wolves charged towards Ryan's legion.

"Tear them apart."

On the side, Brand led the Stag Legion to charge on the snow. The scouts had already explored the land here, and there were no traps ahead.

This was a pure war. The wolves and Fenrir's warriors fought with weapons and extraordinary legions. The wolves were slapped away by the bear paws and torn open by the claws. Just like conquering the people of Gam, Ryan conquered these Fenrir people with military power.

Since discovering this world, Ryan brought only war and bloody conquest. When two thousand fully armed cavalrymen tore open the battlefield, Fenrir's people and wolves continued to die. The lances pierced their flesh and blood, and the knights' long swords tore open their thin animal skin defenses.

Facing an enemy with only three or four times the number of itself, Ryan's extraordinary army encountered more pressure than the war with the people of Gam, because these wolves really tried every means to tear open the metal armor of the knights, and Fenrir's warriors also had a fighting spirit far beyond that of the people of Gam.

If the tens of thousands of soldiers of the people of Gam were civilian soldiers, then at this moment, these warriors of the people of Fenrir were regular troops with rich combat experience.

The people of Gam had no rules in the war and rushed out all at once.

Fenrir's warriors, they have the instinct to hunt, and the wolf pack never hunts alone, they are like a wolf pack looking for all opportunities.

Death did not make the remaining wolves afraid to tuck their tails, because the wolf king was still fighting.

His steps were agile, and no one could catch Ryan's running. He did not ride on the back of the warhorse, but stepped on the ground. His swift steps made him approach Egil, and the long sword in his hand swung out sword flowers. The skills brought by the wild gods of Svadifari made Ryan's sword skills superb. He kept falling on Egil, and the sharp long sword tore the animal skin armor on the opponent's body. At the same time, the steps under his feet made all of Egil's offensive means fail.

Egil was extremely angry and manic. He was passively beaten. Ryan's fighting style made him unable to even fight back. Fenrir's people were the best hunters and warriors, but the terrible gap brought by the extraordinary made him feel the desperate gap.

"Are you still not convinced?"

Ryan put away the knight's long sword, clenched his fist, and punched Egil.

The dragon roar resounded in the air, and one punch after another, Ryan smashed Egil into the depths of the ground, and the sunken snow submerged Egil.

"Without extraordinary power, you will never be my opponent."

Lian stopped, the battle around him continued, the wolves and Fenrir's people had bloodshot eyes in the war.

Lian took Egil out and threw him at the Fenrir warrior in the distance. The latter fell to the ground unexpectedly, and when he woke up, he found that it was Egil who was covered in blood who hit him.

"Lord Egil lost?"

The warrior was horrified, and this result quickly spread on the battlefield. Fenrir's people began to retreat. They wanted to return to the mountains and forests, but at this time, Bogerd, who had penetrated the battlefield at some point, stood on their retreat with the violent war bears.

"I said, you only have three chances."

Lion looked at Egil, his calm voice was filled with murderous intent.

"This is the third time, you can choose to continue to be unconvinced."

Lion held a long sword, Egil could of course make a choice, but if he refused, the fourth war between the two sides would begin immediately.

He would not wait for the other party to return to the mountains and forests until the next war between the two sides.

Egil stood up, covered in blood, he didn't know how seriously he was injured, perhaps a lot of bones were broken, Ryan didn't hold back, the power of the peak golden knight made Egil unable to defend at all.

"You win, Fenrir's people will be loyal to you, they will defend your dignity and honor to the death."

"Until - your failure comes."

Egil said in a hoarse voice, he looked at the Fenrir people around him, and under his eyes, everyone knelt down.

When the last warrior knelt down, Fenrir turned and staggered towards the snow-white world in the distance, with only three white wolves following him from a distance.

Step by step, the swift Fenrir warriors could not guarantee their own traces, and the blood dyed the white snow under their feet red.

Ryan held a sharp sword, his fingers kept twitching. He admitted that his previous killing intention was a bit false, but he was really considering whether to kill this person.

The lonely wolf king left the wolf pack. He was seriously injured. He would leave all the familiar territories and might die halfway. Like the losers Ryan saw at the beginning, his body would be eaten by wild beasts. In this world of ice and snow, any food is rare.

"He won't give in."

On the snowy ground, bloody footprints spread far and far away. When Egil completely disappeared in the vast land, Ryan couldn't make up his mind.

"Is my heart too soft?"

Ryan said to himself. He looked up at the sky. Since the day he entered this world, he saw snow in the sky for the first time.

The flying snow submerged the traces of war on the ground. Thousands of people knelt beside Ryan. They did not miss the self-exiled wolf king and waited for Ryan's trial of him.

Ryan also stood there for a long time without speaking. Everyone was silent in the ice and snow. Some people fell down due to freezing. The fierce snow and wind turned everyone into a snowman.

"From now on, I will lead your life and witness your death."

Ryan's voice echoed in the fierce snow. He took out the holy water of the Dawn Church and diluted it in a bucket for all the soldiers to take.

...

The snow and wind made the vision fall. Egil looked ahead, and his legs became heavier and heavier.

"Fenrir's people, how long has it been since you saw snow? Have the great gods also witnessed my weakness and failure?"

Egil murmured. He was no longer manic. The loser would lose everything, but his soul was always unyielding, just like in the arena of Skala City, the hound god could not shake his soul.

No matter how many failures and sufferings he experienced, Egil never complained about the injustice of the world, the disappearance of the gods, or his own weakness.

He was always moving forward.

The exiled wolf king will also struggle to find food in the snow. Even if they are destined to die alone one day, they will not give up on themselves.

But Egil felt that he was not far from that moment.

Finally, he fell down.

The wind and snow gradually covered him. The three white wolves behind him came here, dug Egil out of the snow, and bit Egil's neck with their sharp fangs.

The white wolf held Egil's body and continued to move forward in the wind and snow. It headed north, which was a colder world.

After a long time, the other two white wolves behind him caught up. Their snow-white hair was stained with blood. They followed silently behind, fighting with unknown beasts before.

The wind and snow brought even colder weather, and in such an environment, the beasts could not find food. The hunger made them focus on each other.

The wind and snow drowned out all the roars of battle and all the smell of blood. One day, under a boulder, the white wolf waited, but did not wait for the two white wolves to catch up.

It lay on the ground and whimpered for a while, then stood up, and used its own blood to flow into Egil's mouth. The hair on its front legs had already turned deep red, and then it continued to move forward with Egil in its mouth.

I don't know how long it had been, but the sound of wolves finally came from behind. It turned around and saw a white wolf carrying the body of another white wolf.

Another day passed, and the remaining white wolf no longer appeared.

The white wolf hoped to hear its voice at some point.

"Awoo--"

The white wolf put down Egil and turned around with his hair standing up.

One by one, the dark hungry wolves approached from all directions, their pale green pupils cruelly staring at the food in front of them, until a moment, the wolf pack launched an attack.

The white wolf, which was stronger than them, also met again. In the flying snow, the black and white wolf hair was mixed in the falling snow.

After a long time, the exhausted white wolf continued to move forward with Egil. In the rugged world where even vegetation could not be seen, it experienced one battle after another, until the hungry eyes on this land no longer dared to approach it, and could only stare at it from afar, expecting it to fall.

In the world of rocks, a crack appeared in front of the eyes. The white wolf walked in. The wolves behind him hesitated. They did not dare to enter it. It was an offense.

In the depths of the crack, it was hard to imagine that the space inside was extremely warm. A milky hot spring appeared here. The white wolf struggled to push Egil's body in.

It lay on the ground tiredly, unwilling to close its eyes. It waited, hoping to see movement in the hot spring. It didn't know whether Egil had died on the way.

It was very tired, which caused the white wolf to be unable to accurately judge the time. Maybe it was just a short time, or maybe it had passed a long time.

However, in its world, time was extremely long, and everything in front of it was becoming blurred. It only had one chance to close its eyes.

The moment it closed its eyes, it would never have the chance to wake up again.

"Awoo--"

Outside the crack, countless lone wolves raised their heads and roared.