Chapter 401 A sacrifice, to control divine power or to become a god?

At the same time as the Xiangshan Plain Fortress was invaded by orcs, in the north of the Tundra Territory, werewolves from the Earl Clan and the Draco Clan also led a large orc army to attack the Tundra Territory’s defense line.

“Can’t stop it.”

Ryan watched as the orc army invaded the fortress’s defenses. The terrifying number was enough to overwhelm the entire frozen land.

The soldiers fought desperately, but it was not enough. The fortress’s defense line was not yet complete, and the size of the thorn jungle outside could only block a part of the orcs.

One hundred thousand werewolves, one hundred thousand orcs, an orc army of more than two hundred thousand. This made Ryan grit his teeth. Do they really think highly of his own frozen land territory?
As soon as the war broke out, the legendary Knight Mulan had already fought with two werewolf legends. These two werewolves were different from the Silver Moon Werewolf King. They had no scruples or ideas at all. Their bloodthirstiness and desire for battle drove them into the battlefield.

Fight to the death or retreat, Ryan was also hesitant. Defending the city should be the best way. Moreover, no special props would be needed in this war because there were too many orcs.

And what other cards does he have? He looked at the spiritual panel and found that the balance was not enough. He couldn’t use spiritual power to increase the number of troops.

On the simple panel, only divinity is still usable.

The divinity of dusk, and the legendary blessing of the giant mammoth…

Ryan tried the power of the Dusk divinity to make the glacier-like Northgar Lake no longer frozen. As a legendary blessing, the giant mammoth naturally requires the right time, place and people to use it, just like Legion Commander Farrell did in the past.

So… after looking at it for such a long time, only the Dusk Divinity can be used?

But this is divinity, and Ryan didn’t know how he could use divinity to resolve this war.

“God…”

Ryan found the great wizard McKen, who was knowledgeable and had the knowledge inheritance of the Imperial Magic Academy and knew many secrets.

“The only medium through which mortals can contact the gods is faith.”

“The faith and service of mortals, and their harvest by the gods, whether they are ultimately rewarded with benefits or given destruction and death, is the continuation of faith.”

Master McKen recalled the long-lost knowledge in his mind and said this.

“However, mortals cannot directly generate faith, so every time this happens, there will be sacrifices.”

“The missionaries of the Church, the priests in the orc tribes, or some other people who are lucky enough to inherit the sacrificial legacy.”

“The sacrifice that makes faith real and connects and communicates with the great existence is called sacrifice.”

Ryan thought for a moment and continued to ask:

“So what happens after the sacrifice? The power of faith falls into the hands of the gods. What can they do?”

“This is not something that mortals can know. How gods use faith is a method used by gods. Even if mortals knew it, they would not be able to replicate it.”

Master McKen shook his head. He only knew a rough idea. The existence of gods was a forbidden knowledge everywhere. Without the right opportunity, one had no right to know it.

“But… more than a hundred years ago, during the Pan-Dimensional War of Gods, you know, during those decades, the frequency of gods descending into the world was actually very high.”

“Most of our knowledge of the gods began during that period. Over a hundred years of development, this progress in knowledge is not that much.”

“At that time, someone tried to control the power of gods in a human body.”

“In short, it is to use one’s own soul to directly control the source of divinity.”

“Let yourself become God.”

“This is a legend, a taboo that the Church and the Empire jointly sealed off because during that crazy experiment, millions of people disappeared in an instant. Until now, that area is still uninhabited.”

“But you also understand that magicians are a group of beings that pursue the truth and forbidden powers. The School of Magic later tried to find out how the experiment took place.”

“It’s no secret now that the School of Magic only found one fragment.”

“Fragments of the soul.”

“The power of the soul can be manifested, but the soul itself cannot be observed. However, that person actually left behind a fragment of his soul.”

“There are powerful magicians who have speculated that if the soul is strong enough, perhaps… it can really control the power of the divine origin.”

“That is, to become an unknown fraction of a god.”

Ryan understood that as long as one could control the source of divinity, he could be considered a god. The only difference between strong and weak was the difference between the low-end version and the complete version.

“Is there any chance of success for something like this?”

Ryan still remembered the results he had obtained before. There was a huge difference between gods and mortals. The two were born to be different species. Even if a mortal’s extraordinary path came to an end, he could not become a god.

“There is no chance of success.”

Master McKen also said.

“What I want to say is that in the eyes of magicians, everything is possible. If the soul is strong enough, strong enough to directly bear the source of divinity, then it is possible to withstand the power of the gods.”

“You should be familiar with Prince Hernan of the Andara Kingdom. He became a vessel for the gods. The difference between this and what I said is that he is a vessel for the gods. The weak will of the gods drives his body, and then he uses his body to control the terrible power of the gods themselves.”

“But if the soul is strong enough, perhaps the other way around can work. When the spirit descends into the container, the container can harness the power of the spirit and act according to its own will.”

“Although we have essentially become part of the gods, we are only mortals. We don’t need to think too much about it. We just need to know that we have the power and that the gods cannot change their purpose.”

“Human beings are such amazing creatures.”

After Master McKen finished speaking, he looked at Ryan with some caution and reminded him:

“But no matter what the process is, it’s not a good thing. As long as you come into contact with the gods, even for just a moment, the gods’ gaze will follow. They are eternal. The gods will watch every moment of mortals, but mortals cannot guarantee that they will not reveal any flaws in their entire lives.”

“Once the gods find an opportunity, mortals will surely die. Even… even if they die, they may not be able to be freed.”

“For believers, that might be like entering the eternal kingdom of heaven, but you… you are not a believer. You don’t have faith in any god.”

Having been in the Frozen Territory for so long, how could Master McKen not be familiar with Baron Ryan?

“People like you are born to be magicians, but it’s strange that you have no talent for magic.”

Grand Master McKen persuaded Ryan that even if the war failed, they could retreat to Lingdu City and slowly think of a solution, and seek support from the nobles. Even if it took a long time, they could still take back the Frozen Territory.

Everyone can see that this war between the orcs and the Tundra Territory is difficult for humans to win. After all, only the power of the Empire can fight against the orcs in the north, and now the Borean Province has been abandoned by the Empire.

It is very difficult for Ryan to defend the Frozen Territory, it can be said to be impossible. On the Xiangshan Plain, all the nobles of the North Wind Province have joined forces, but here, only Baron Ryan is the noble who leads the territory to resist.

Ryan naturally understood what Master McKen meant. In fact, these powerful extraordinary people all thought so more or less. They could accept failure.

Ryan could accept the failure of the war, but what he could not accept was the loss of land, the displacement, and all the accumulation of the past, which all vanished in one day.

A victorious war could make him smile calmly, but the loss of land and population was enough for him to record it in two volumes.

If there is no other way, Ryan will have to accept this fact.

But there is still a last resort. On Ryan’s spiritual panel, there are still 150 Taisu units of dusk divinity. After learning about it from Master McKen, Ryan feels that it may be possible to replicate it.

The divinity is stored on the spiritual panel, so does the spiritual panel become the membrane between him and the divinity? Can it help him eliminate the consequences brought by the divinity?

Or…change someone else?

No, that won’t work. The opponent has no spiritual panel protection. Whether he succeeds or fails, he will eventually be devoured by Surtur at dusk. If Ryan’s existence is discovered from his memory, Ryan will have an even more terrifying enemy.

There was a deafening shout of killing in the distance. Ryan turned around and saw that Winter City was not very tall. After all, the construction of this city was also a half-finished product. The werewolves were able to jump onto the city wall before, which only brought some psychological comfort to the army. Therefore, if the soldiers on the fortress defense line were really allowed to retreat to Winter City, the final result might be worse than the fortress.

After taking a deep breath, Ryan said to Brand beside him:

“Let the Bucks assemble.”

“We’re heading to the battlefield.”

Fortress defense line.

There are tens of thousands of people from the Frozen Territory here, which is a huge number. It is precisely because of this number that they can persist in holding this line of defense. If there were no werewolves and replaced by other orcs, this line of defense could definitely be held to the end until the orcs retreat.

However, werewolves are much more powerful than humans. Ordinary humans are as skinny as chicks in front of werewolves. Even these werewolves are only civilian-level units in the werewolf tribe, but when facing humans, their claws can pierce the human’s chest. Their running speed is so fast that even the most physically fit ordinary people cannot catch up. What’s more, with the hair all over their bodies, the weapons in the hands of ordinary people may not even be able to break through the defense.

That’s the real defense break. Werewolves simply crush humans in all aspects.

Apart from the blood weakness that Ryan has not found yet, werewolves are almost a perfect race. Like humans, they can forge and use tools.

The Stag Legion rushed to the battlefield and guarded Ryan firmly in the middle. From all directions, more and more orcs began to surround this extraordinary legion composed of knights and squires. However, after continuous charging and killing, only corpses were left on the ground.

Ryan was in the middle, ignoring the battle around him. Before the Buck Legion’s physique was exhausted, the orcs could not cross them and appear in front of him.

“Sacrifice requires something that attracts the attention of the gods. War and death, the haze of fire, Surtur will not refuse.”

“Besides that, a medium is needed. Otherwise, if the communication reaches other beings, the consequences will be disastrous. But this is the least of my problems.”

“Finally, it’s about the prayer article, the power of language, to call. Well, this is not a problem. I gained a lot of this kind of things in the process of opening up North Wind Avenue. And for me, this is just a process.”

The divine origin on the spiritual panel was like a pool of stagnant water. The first thing Ryan had to do was to bring it back to life.

Drainage is the only way to use the living divine source to activate this stagnant twilight divinity.

That requires the appearance of Surtur at dusk.

“Then… the great usher of dusk, the being reborn in flames, the immortal Surtur in the depths of heaven, I call upon you with my devout faith.”

Ancient words were still echoing in Ryan’s mouth. These were the words translated by the orc priests. He remembered them very slowly, but that didn’t matter. Only ordinary people would memorize them thoroughly to prove their devout faith, but Ryan didn’t need to.

He has no faith, his piety comes from…

He pointed his finger at the ground, at the sacrificial pattern carved in blood. This pattern witnessed the countless deaths and blood, disputes and flames in this war.

The divinity of dusk falls. If one portion of Taisu’s divinity source is not enough, then two, three…

As long as he gives enough——

Rumble, the ground shook, and a great and inexplicable aura descended.

Sure enough, as long as he gave enough, Surtur, the leader of the twilight, would not refuse him.

“My faith is indeed sincere.”

Ryan laughed. He felt that there was a great gaze in the sky locking onto this place, locking onto this sacrifice.

“My lost origin…”

An invisible voice, which only Lion could hear, said that Surtur was trying to squeeze into this world and descend upon the ceremony of summoning Him. He was excited that he could take back some of his divine origin.

However, this sacrifice was not offered to Him. Even Surtur was part of the sacrifice, used to activate the divinity stored in Ryan’s spiritual panel.

If the stove cannot ignite a flame, then you might as well use a match to light it. At this moment, Surtur is the match in Ryan’s hand.

He felt the activity of divinity, so the next moment, before Surtur arrived and before he even looked down, Ryan took the lead.

This sacrifice was dedicated to Surtur specifically for communication and connection.

Only He could respond and descend, but now, Ryan intercepted him with the divine origin of Dusk.

Since I am calling upon Surtur, it is reasonable that the dusk origin belonging to Surtur in me can descend, right?

The most important thing is that I am closer to this ceremony than Surtur. It will take some time for Surtur to descend, but I can descend directly from here, and it will be extremely easy.

At this moment, Ryan’s vision changed. The earth became wider in his sight, and the towering mountains turned into small mounds. He also saw the sky farther away. The wind and snow in the north were spreading to the south, while in the south, the sun was shining brightly. The dazzling light of the sun made Ryan unable to open his eyes.

“I beg the great existence to bring down the glory of dusk.”

Ryan was calling out, and it was himself who responded.

One hundred and fifty Taisu units, is this a large number? It can be said to be huge, because you have to know that among those sacrificial relics, what Ryan finally found was only one Taisu unit of the source of dusk.

Regardless of the loss in the middle, one hundred and fifty units of Taisu Dusk Origin are enough for Ryan to squander.

Boom! ! !
Thunder seemed to roar in the sky because of Surtur’s anger, and then flames began to burn on Ryan’s body. He used the spiritual panel as a medium and utilized the origin of dusk to descend into… his own body.

And he himself is the owner of the spiritual panel.

A closed loop was formed perfectly, Ryan descended into Ryan’s body, Ryan controlled everything in Ryan’s body, Ryan was still Ryan, but Ryan’s vision became different.

In front of his eyes, the world was a world of fire. There was a faint flame inside the stone, which should be the energy transformed from the stone.

This is the weakest flame, but the whole world is densely packed with countless such flames, forming a burning earth.

The sky was also burning, and the boiling flames were not as turbid as the ground. Perhaps it was because there was too little matter, so it appeared clear.

The sky and the earth make up the world. In this world, countless jumping flames appear in front of Ryan. Some flames are constantly extinguishing. Ryan understands that this is the spark of life.

For example, what he saw on Brand next to him was a burning flame, and in the depths of the flame, the stag was entrenched, staring at him. It was an extraordinary fire.

Ryan looked at the orcs in the distance again. The moment he saw those werewolves, Ryan understood… understood the secret that Count William had mentioned.

“Blood and bloodline…”

Ryan murmured in a low voice, he understood, but his voice echoed in the void and did not dissipate for a long time. The knights and servants around him looked at the lord with flames burning all over his body in shock. They felt infinite majesty from that voice, which made them instinctively submit, believe, revere and be loyal.

The sound echoed farther away. In those fortresses, although people could not see Ryan outside, they also inexplicably felt the great majesty.

At this moment, Ryan also thought of how to deal with these orcs. Werewolves are powerful because of their bloodline and blood. Similarly, their glory is also a curse that will never dissipate from them.

“Thirsty for blood, thirsty for blood.”

This is the source of the werewolves’ great power, but also their greatest weakness.

“Let the blood bury everything you have and use it for my benefit.”

Ryan floated into the sky. In his eyes, he became the master of this world of fire.

The flames are different. Even though the different stones, trees, lives and ice and snow in Ryan’s vision have the same flame, he can also see the difference in the flame burning in the werewolf’s body.

He looked at a werewolf, and the next moment, the werewolf who was fighting with the knight suddenly knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. He curled up, and fine blood continued to seep out of his body like beads of sweat and dew.

He was afraid, but the next moment, a gray flame burned in his heart, and the werewolf’s eyes were no longer afraid. He looked at Ryan in the sky fanatically and let out a completely different wolf howl.

Ouch——

(End of this chapter)