"Who are you and where do you come from?"
The woman named Eteria asked this question again, her tone seemed surprised.
"We have searched the entire grassland, even tried to search on the ocean of South, and entered the north of the Grace Mountains of the North and Deities, but we have not found any traces of humans."
Eteria seemed a little excited when he saw the appearance of Ryan and asked a lot of questions.
"I came from another world. It seems that your tribe is the only one left in this world."
Ryan spoke words from another world, which made Eteria and her brother Brock next to her also widen their eyes.
"Another world? Is that where Deities lives?"
Eteria said excitedly.
"No, that is also a world where humans and many alien races live. One-third of the land is not covered by Winter's Chill."
Ryan Suddenly, I understood why Norris Continent had such a large population. It was probably not just the people from the entire continent gathered in one-third of the land, but also people like him who were brought there from other planes.
"Then how did you get here? Can we get there?"
"I can open Planar Gate, but before that, can you tell me about your world?"
Ryan needs to find the answer he wants from the history of this world.
Brock felt a little bored on the sidelines, so he continued back to his forging bench with the hammer in hand.
Eteria Ze described a country in the wilderness to Ryan.
"This world is called Svadilfari, which is the name of a horse transformed by the supreme World Spirit. It brought civilization and technology to primitive humans."
"It is the free wind in the wilderness, spreading the seeds of civilization and the breath of life, making the world extremely prosperous."
"Deities's Pan-Planar War ends all this, ends the peace of Svadilfari."
"I heard from the old man in the past that the cold winter flooded the land in the north. The people there could not cross the mountains gifted by Deities to come to us, and then they all died in the north."
"Our place once belonged to a great nobleman named Count, and all the land belonged to him. But later, the Count's family declined. In this generation, the Count became even more greedy."
"In his territory, he gathered an army and launched an attack on our tribe. He wanted to turn us all into slaves. He has killed many people in his own territory and he wants to kill us."
"My brother and I rebelled against the nobles... After that, our tribe was the only one left in this wilderness. Maybe one day we will die and the tribe disappears, but we will live happily every day without giving up on ourselves."
This is probably the story of this world. Eteria doesn't know much about the history of a hundred years ago, so he can only briefly mention it.
Ryan looked at the silver craftsman hammer on the wall again.
"Can I touch that artifact?"
"Not everyone can touch the artifact. Over the years, only my brother and I came alive when we touched the artifact, and received the blessing of Spirit of the Wilds, possessing extraordinary power."
"And this artifact is the power given to Legendary Artisan Volund by Spirit of the Wilds in War of the Deities. It is very violent."
In the beginning, it was precisely because of praying to Spirit of the Wilds that they were able to gather a large number of people to resist the brutal nobles, because that was the will of Deities.
"Perhaps I can give you hope."
Ryan stood in front of the silver hammer named Tyrfing. Even Brock and several tribe warriors outside looked over curiously.
The moment Ryan grasped the handle of the hammer, the neighing of thousands of horses sounded in the void, and silver light bloomed from the hammer, turning into a beam of light and sinking into Ryan's eyebrows.
[Spirituality: 13809]
[Divinity: Deer Spirit Blessing, Blessing of the Horse Spirit]
Ryan's blood was boiling. His knight cultivation had not broken through, but at this moment, he had made subtle improvements in the Knight Combat Technique and many skills he had practiced in the past.
From his current perspective, many of his skills in the past were limited to a wide range of abilities, but now, he is able to finely control every aspect of his power to perfection.
Of course, his blood and body also reached the peak of Bronze Knight in this process.
After coming back to his senses, he looked at the artifact Tyrfing Hammer in his hand, and then turned to look at the extremely shocked Eteria.
"It's very docile."
The Tyrfing in hand is much more powerful than Heroic Spirit Crown, and its body still retains several times the divinity of Heroic Spirit Crown, but no matter what, it is not full and requires a long period of cultivation to return to its peak.
"Brandt."
Ryan called, and Brandt, who obviously knew what would happen next, knelt on one knee in front of Ryan. With Ryan's pointer, thousands of Blessing of the Horse Spirit fell on Brandt.
At this moment, Brandt's memory of his own practice and his understanding of the two Sanctuary Knight combat skills also improved countless times. The most important thing was that he felt that some other changes had occurred in his body.
Perhaps, this requires a mount to be reflected.
Ryan also slowly understood the difference between the two powers of divine blessing.
Deer Spirit Blessing is equivalent to rudely giving others the powerful Blood-and-Qi Force, which allows people to directly bypass the long time of training and accumulation. At the same time, Deer Spirit Knight Breathing Technique also focuses on improving the energy and blood. The majestic energy and blood of Brandt that far exceeds that of other knights is the best proof.
Blessing of the Horse Spirit, on the other hand, focuses on skills and all aspects of skills, with craftsman at the top. At the same time, it can also allow the knight to fit in with his mount. Even after a long period of training, the knight and the mount can easily reach the point of spiritual communication.
This brings not only tacit understanding, but also the borrowing of strength between the two parties.
Ryan suddenly raised his head and looked outside the blacksmith shop. At that moment, a soldier ran in. Before he could speak, Ryan pushed him away and came outside.
Thousands of wild horses were running across the wilderness. The Horse King that Ryan had seen before stood quietly outside the tribe at this moment, looking at Ryan. Then White Horse neighed, and Highlands jumped up on its front hooves.
"It turns out that you and I are destined to be together."
Looking at the docile and quiet wild horse that came in front of him, Ryan stretched out his palm and touched the other person's eyebrows, the fur mark that looked like a sharp blade.
Who knows how much this scene shocked the people of this tribe who respected Spirit of the Wilds, even Brock behind him gave up hammering himself.
Ryan's right to speak over this tribe has achieved direct results in a way that was unexpected to him.