Skala City's arena, Ryan stood outside the arena and did not enter easily.
This is where Deities's power can come, and Ryan feels great malice in it.
"Except for the arena, is there no place where Miracle has appeared?"
Ryan asked. The first thing he did when he came to Skala City was to find out if there was any power among the people of Gam that would allow him to obtain Spirituality Blessing.
If there is an artifact, it may be the best medium, and apart from the artifact, the people of Gam have nothing worth collecting.
The furs of those beasts are the medium of their faith.
"In the north of the world, there are some ancient war ruins. There may be something you want there."
Next to Ryan, Wolfskin Ulf said, "Of course, there is no beast fur on his body now."
"The ruins of the war? The ruins left by Deities's war more than a hundred years ago?"
"Yes."
Ryan This was the first time he heard about the remnants of War of the Deities Across Planes, and he couldn't help but be confused.
"Northlands's wind and snow didn't flood those ruins?"
"Even the cold wind and snow cannot completely cover up the ruins. We once organized people to search for it, hoping to awaken more power from Deities."
Ulf said that they had no choice but to wear the furs of wild beasts. They wanted to be like their ancestors, wearing robes woven from Dragons skins.
They tried hard, but failed in the end. The only gain was that after that, the four most powerful fighters appeared among the people of Gam.
He turned around and left the arena, also leaving Skala City, Ryan didn't even leave a single soldier behind.
"Master Baron, I'm afraid they won't really surrender."
Next to him, Brandt said.
"Of course, I won't get their loyalty until Hound Deity is solved."
Compared to Brandt's guess, Ryan has more intuitive evidence, that is, the number on his Spirituality Panel has not changed at all.
He also needs to conquer all the people of Gam, including many villages and towns outside Skala City, as well as Tyrael Forest City in the north.
In Gam's civilization, there is no Monarch or ruler, which will make Ryan's conquest difficult. Their will widely covers every Gam people.
In other words, their Monarch is their Deities. If Ryan wants to conquer everyone, it must also conquer Deities.
"But it's not important. Before dealing with their Deities, whether it is Skala City or Tyrael Forest City, we must occupy them and let Frozen Earth Territory's flag be planted in the center of these two cities."
The rumbling iron hoofs trampled on the ice and snow, and Ryan led his two legions to kill the Forest in the north.
Tyrael Forest City is not far away from Skala City, but looking at the tall city walls and closed city gates, Ryan also had difficulties.
The cavalry cannot attack the city, and the same goes for the extraordinary cavalry. Stag Legion is not Holy Heavenly Kingdom Legion of the Church. Northern Warhorse cannot grow wings and fly.
Rampaging Warbear could try to attack the city gate, but the Foxskin Brunamigis above him had elite archery skills, so Armored Bear couldn't concentrate on attacking the city gate. When the first wave failed to gain any success, the Gam people in the city had already arrived, desperately resisting the attack from outside.
Night, inside the arena.
Foxskin knelt in the center of the arena. The land here had long been eroded by blood, carrying a strong evil aura.
Brunomigis was a little confused. He raised his head, eager for Deities to give instructions.
"Great Being, your devout people pray to you, asking for your answer."
"The invaders from another world have occupied half of the land of Gam people. They have surrounded the remaining half of the land, preventing your believers from leaving the city to find food. Maybe it won't be long before the remaining land will also be occupied."
"Tyrael Forest City will not be drowned by wind and snow under your will. Your largest number of believers live here, but now, we don't know how to defeat those invaders from other worlds."
"We need your help."
As Foxskin called for prayer, a pair of frightening eyes suddenly lit up around the quiet arena. Foxskin looked over and saw a bunch of muscled hounds walking out. They were hounds raised by families in the city, representing extraordinary seeds.
A hound came to Foxskin and stretched out its neck.
Foxskin understood. He took out the dagger and tore open the hound's neck. Blood fell on Foxskin's body like pillars. During the whole process, the hound was so quiet and scary that it died without any struggle.
Foxskin stood up, holding a dagger in his hand. In the dark night, hounds appeared around him, waiting for him to take action.
The moment Dawn arrived, the blood of hounds in the arena flowed like a stream. Foxskin, who was trampled in the blood, walked out of the arena step by step. He killed five thousand hounds. Their souls were not taken away by Deities, but were integrated into his soul by Deities in some way.
Foxskin pulled his longbow, but the bowstring broke the next moment. The longbow could no longer support his strength at the moment.
Returning to his home, Foxskin took out the weapon found in the ruins that he had treasured for a long time. This was the weapon of a powerful transcendent who was once Gam's people.
"I will lead all the people of Tyrael Forest City to defeat the invaders from another world and sacrifice their souls to you."
Brunomigis turned into a fox, and then let out a shrill roar. Everyone in Tyrael Forest City took action. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they were all subjects of Gam and believers of Hound Deity.
"Fight for Deities!"
Fanatic belief turned these people into warriors. They appeared on the city walls and roared at the troops outside.
Regarding this scene, Ryan directly ordered the army to retreat three thousand meters and waited at the edge of the Forest.
"At this time, their combat effectiveness and fighting will are at their peak."
"But faith cannot be eaten as food. When they are hungry, their faith will not be so fanatical."
Three hours later, Ryan led the army to advance again and appeared outside the city of the Forest.
The Forest The people in the city were nervous again, clamoring to go out and fight the invaders to the death.
There are more than 40,000 people in this city, but there are only two or three thousand soldiers on the opposite side. Is that enough?
It's not enough. Foxskin Brunamigis has seen with his own eyes the power of those alien soldiers. Each one of them is comparable to the surviving fighters in the arena.
Most of them have to surpass the fighters, which is not the most critical thing.
The most important thing is that those soldiers are wearing armor, and even the bears are wearing metal armor. The people of Gam have no advantage in their weapons, and most of them are not even qualified to break through the defense of those soldiers.
Maybe 40,000 to 50,000 people can tire out the more than 2,000 soldiers and win the victory, but what if not?
Can more than 2,000 soldiers massacre 40,000 to 50,000 ordinary people?
Foxskin dare not easily start a war outside the city. The advantage of the war does not belong to their side. He also needs to wait for the Gam people in the villages and towns around the Forest city to surround the alien army outside under the will of Deities.
In this way, Ryan advanced and retreated, always keeping a distance from the people in Tyrael Forest City. Visibly, a lot of the fanatical belief in the city disappeared.
Many people in the city began to get tired, sleepy, and hungry. In addition, the passage of time dulled their fanatical emotions. They began to return to their homes and look for food.
Over and over again, the city has lost its peak combat effectiveness, and it is likely that it will never have it again.
Foxskin also realized this, and he was a little frightened. If this continues, the people of Gam will no longer have fighting power, and there are only more than 120 fighters alive in this city.
Let him take these more than 120 people to deal with the aliens outside?
Foxskin's face became angry, and he turned into a fox again and started roaring.
"The great Deities guides us to the victory we are destined to achieve. The people of Gam, kill the alien invaders outside and sacrifice their souls in the arena to the great Deities!"
Foxskin Unable to wait any longer, he summoned the people in the city. However, half a day ago he could summon tens of thousands of people, but now, only fifteen thousand people listened to his call. The rest of them had entered the time of the sage in their hearts.
The days are dull, and so are their souls.
"Damn trash, how dare you ignore Deities's will."
The souls of the combatants were so fanatical that they kicked open the doors of every house and drove the people inside to rush to the battlefield. In the end, the chaotic army of nearly 30,000 people rushed out of Tyrael Forest City and ran wildly among the Forest, killing the alien legions in the distance.
"He seems to be different."
Outside the Forest, on the snow, Ryan looked at the Foxskin fighter who was gradually becoming clearer in his field of vision.
The latter was bending his bow to set an arrow. There was no arrow in his hand, but as he drew the long bow, a snow-white illusory arrow appeared on the long bow. The next moment the bowstring trembled, and the snow-white arrow had disappeared into the void.
Brandt only had time to react and block Ryan in front of him. He couldn't even raise the shield in his hand, and the arrow sank into his eyebrows.
"Magic arrows?"
This world Magic Factor is not active, so it cannot be a magic arrow.
"The power of the soul."
As soon as Ryan's murmur ended, a roar of a stag that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness came to his ears. Its sound was deafening, causing the dense Mountain Forest to tear open a path, and then the huge stag charged out with sharp antlers.
Brandt's eyes are as bright as Stars's shining in the night sky. Foxskin Brunamigis's soul arrows can kill 99% of the people in this legion, but only Brandt's soul cannot be shaken by his arrows.
This is a warrior favored by the will of the stag. Brandt carries all the glory of Aixnier's existence. The stag protects him, and his soul will not fall Eternity.
The horses under them ran wildly, and two thousand fully armed cavalry rushed out. Just like the previous war, the army composed of Tyrael Forest City's people had no rules. They could not care about each other and could not cooperate with each other. The chaotic fighting style destined that even if there were tens of thousands of people, they would be just a piece of loose sand.
The only difference between this war and the previous war is that Foxskin Brunamigis's soul was blessed by the death of thousands of hounds. His soul withstood too much power from Deities. At this moment, he bent his bow and arrow again. It was no longer a soul arrow, but a sharp arrow forged from gold. The shield carried by Brandt cracked in an instant with such huge power.
Arrow after arrow, Foxskin was absolutely confident in his archery skills. Each arrow was aimed at Brandt's head. Many cracks had appeared on the surface of the hard armor.
"One more arrow to go."
Foxskin is muttering, he is looking for the last chance, he is sure to send this arrow into the opponent's head, and completely kill the powerful enemy.
Finally, the arrow flew out at a speed faster than the naked eye could capture. It spanned a distance of tens of meters in an instant and was about to break into the crack on Brandt's helmet with precision.
But at this moment, a layer of blood-colored light and shadow flickered on Brandt's body.
The arrow did not make a mistake, landing in the same place as the previous arrows, but it failed to penetrate Brandt's armor as promised.
Shield of the Stag, Saint Realm and Knight Combat Technique cover the whole body. Any offensive lethality will be covered in every corner of the armor. The power of the arrow is not borne by the cracks in the helmet alone, but the hardness of the entire armor easily withstands the arrow.
Its sharpness is spread to the whole body, and then it is no longer sharp.
The war horse came trampling, Foxskin had no chance to shoot another arrow, Brandt appeared in front of him, the war horse leaped high on its front hooves, Knight's Greatsword falls like a streamer. The most special thing about the matching Knight Combat Technique, Heroic Spirit's Spear and Shield of the Stag is that their performance is instantaneous.
The sharp sword can definitely tear Foxskin's flesh and bones. The moment the blood splashes, Foxskin Brunamigis turns into a fox, turns around and runs away into the distance.
The long sword had just scratched his neck, but before the wound was torn open, the body of the tall Foxskin warrior in front of him turned into a fox the size of an arm. This transformation technique was at the soul level, and it was faster than anything else. It also allowed him to survive this sword luckily.
I just don't know if the Foxskin soldier who was slashed in the neck can survive.
"Kill all the fighters. The remaining ordinary people, those kneeling on the ground, can survive!"
Brandt roared loudly. His majestic voice penetrated the battlefield. His absolute strength and defense allowed him to harvest the lives of anyone who tried to resist. It was so easy for the extraordinary Golden Knight to crush these ordinary mortals.
A large number of corpses were once again left on the battlefield. If the first time was just an accident, then the second time now completely told these people that there was no comparability between the combat capabilities of the two sides.
More people escaped. The 30,000-strong army was constantly disintegrating as soon as they left the city. Those people who had been forced out by the fighters had already fled back to the city without paying attention.
On the battlefield, many Tyrael Forest City people fled, resulting in the total number of dead and living people left here, not even the original fifteen thousand.
"Tie them up."
Ryan did not go to Tyrael Forest City immediately. He waited outside the Forest all night. That night, the Gam people who had the fur of the beasts ripped off were shivering with cold. Some seriously injured soldiers died directly, and the remaining living people also completely lost their strength. They stayed on the snow all night in the cold winter, and there were still many hidden injuries left behind.
Early the next morning, with these Tyrael Forest City people who had lost their fighting power, Ryan went to the city in the center of the Forest.
Standing outside the city, the city's gate is still closed.
"You have been defeated. Open the city gate, otherwise we will kill your relatives and kill your companions!"
A row of soldiers with frozen faces were pushed out, and the voice of Knight Retainer echoed over the city.
"The noble Lord Frozen Earth Territory - Ryan will declare his conquest and rule over you. From today on, you are the subjects of Frozen Earth Territory."
"Only those who are alive are qualified to become the subjects of Frozen Earth Territory, or do you choose what you think is a heroic death?"
Knight Retainer drew out his long sword and landed on a warrior's shoulder.
"What's his name? Who is his family in this city? Who are his friends?"
"Do you want him to die?"
"Do you want these more than 7,000 people to die?"
On the city wall, pairs of eyes looked outside in fear. In yesterday's war, more than 7,000 people were captured, and the ropes that bound them were simply torn from the animal skins they were wearing.
No one spoke, but when batch after batch of people were killed, the remaining people in the city couldn't sit still. A violent conflict broke out at the city gate, and then the heavy gate was opened.
Stomping on blood and cruelty, Ryan entered Tyrael Forest City.