The war lasted only ten minutes, but within those ten minutes, tens of thousands of Werewolves died. The howls and falls of the Werewolves of the Garg Clan bloodline terrified the other Werewolves, who fled in a frenzy.
After all, these Werewolves didn't know that Ves had ordered the Werewolves army to retreat earlier in order to prolong the duration of the human supernatural potion.
For them, retreating meant defeat and fleeing.
Now, without a leader, the wolf pack is naturally in complete chaos.
They were already retreating and fleeing, so continuing to run now doesn't seem to pose any problem.
There are orders to retreat, but no orders to fight to the death. In the current situation, the choice is simple and requires no further consideration.
As more and more Werewolves began to flee into the Mountain Forest, the war soon came to an end.
"You—keep yelling at me like that!"
With a single sword stroke, he severed the enormous Werewolves's head. Borgeld, breathing heavily, grabbed the Werewolves's severed head and stared at it with emotionless eyes.
Unfortunately, the snarling Werewolves could no longer howl and roar at her.
On the battlefield, the effects of the Hound's Heart wore off, and a Knight Retainer collapsed unconscious on the ground, amidst pools of blood and corpses. A soldier nearby, his eyes glazed, gasped as he approached the man. When he removed his helmet and placed his fingers on the man's neck, the man was already lifeless.
The soldier who reached out felt his vision becoming increasingly blurry. His throat was incredibly dry, as if it were being burned by flames. He had a terrible headache, and his whole body felt like his bones were shattered, with no muscles to lift.
More and more soldiers fell, and Ryan quickly arrived at the battlefield and opened the Planar Gate.
"Hurry, get them inside!"
He personally carried the Knight Retainer to Bilki World. The commoners who followed behind him, originally used for transportation and laying iron nets, finally had a purpose: carrying the incredibly heavy knights through the Planar Gate.
On the other side, the metal cage seal softened, and the hard metal turned into liquid, surrounding Rose. In the end, it was all swallowed up by his metal arm.
The metal arm, which had been battered and bruised, was now shining brightly again, and it held the head of the Werewolves leader, Ves, in its palm.
He killed the Werewolves from the Saint Realm, indicating that Rose's combat power has significantly improved Godslaying War.
"He relies too much on his brain. He has so much strength that even my alchemical arm can't suppress him, yet he's always trying to lure me into revealing my weaknesses."
Rose shook her head. Killing this Saint Realm Werewolves had a large element of luck involved.
One by one, Knight Retainer were sent into Bilki World, along with the Mage Luna. As Grand Mage skilled in Life Magic and Soul Magic, Mage Luna was the only one in the Frozen Earth Territory capable of healing and alleviating the backlash from the potions in these Knight Retainer.
However, Ryan still went to Svadilfari and sent Grand Mage Macken there as well, as did Alchemist Rose, since this was the first alchemical potion he had ever created.
"The power of blessing can alleviate the backlash suffered by their souls, but most of their souls are already incomplete."
Mage Luna said to Ryan, shaking her head regretfully, " The Hound's Heart alchemy potion consumes the souls of these soldiers during its blooming process. Even Deities cannot retrieve the lost soul fragments."
"What about Borgeld?"
Ryan forced himself to calm down and asked in a cold voice. He hadn't expected that girl, Borgeld, would be so bold as to take an alchemical potion with such severe side effects.
"Her condition is not bad. Her soul has only been injured, which can be repaired with some Magic Potion. Your Morning Dew Holy Water is the best supernatural healing substance."
Without hesitation, Ryan took out the Holy Water and handed it to the attendant beside him to deliver to Borgeld.
"Her fighting spirit and methods are too extreme."
Even the Mage Luna said that after she finished covering the metal net, she used magic to kill the Werewolves, not the Golem Puppet themselves. As Mages, she was still not used to the power of this powerful body.
She had witnessed Borgeld's battles firsthand. This seemingly valiant Legion Commander, whose actual age was said to be quite young, always fought with the mindset of fighting to the death, even if it meant mutual destruction.
Show no mercy to the enemy, but also give yourself no way out.
"It's difficult to make a change."
Ryan said that Borgeld had always been like this. Pride is a flaw or even a fatal weakness for many people, but in her, pride made this girl incredibly powerful.
As for the consequences of arrogance... that's for Ryan to handle.
Having left the Bilki World, Brandt has already made a preliminary assessment of the battle damage.
" The Garg Clan's Werewolves were almost completely wiped out, and about 13,000 other Werewolves died, but our soldiers..."
Brandt's expression turned serious.
"Only 3,850 people remain."
This is the number of people who are alive, no matter how severe their injuries.
Including the Armored Bear Legion and the 1,500 men of the Stag Legion stationed in Winter City, only this number remains.
Ryan took a deep breath and cleaved three large trees beside him with a single sword strike. The flames burned the tree trunks, turning them into charcoal that crackled and popped.
Only Ryan himself knows how many people he blessed for this war.
[Spirituality: 12008]
The appearance of a Knight Retainer at least ten points of spirituality. For soldiers with merits, Ryan will bestow two blessings, totaling twenty points.
Before Gam and Fenrir World allied with him, Ryan's spirituality was already more than this. After gaining the allegiance of more than 100,000 people in that world, his spirituality plummeted to a barren number in just a few months.
However, the hundreds of thousands of spirits that disappeared could not even last a month; most of them had already turned into corpses.
"Go back and get some people to collect the corpses here. As for the Werewolves... burn them."
Rumble...
This was not the roar of thunder, but the violent noise of a raging fire. It burned not only the Werewolves corpses, but also the entire battlefield, which was about to turn to Ash. As the fire continued, some of the ground collapsed because Rose had extracted the hard metal embedded in the underground Iron Ore that originally supported them, resulting in cavities.
Ryan stood on a distant mountain, watching the flames that even the night could not extinguish. A war had destroyed ninety percent of the Frozen Earth Territory's war-making foundation. In his own three-level classification of war, this was already the peak of the second level.
Their enemies are only one-fifth the size of the Werewolves. Under the Silvermoon Royal Court, there are four powerful Werewolves clans, and Gagg is just one of them.
Of the tens of thousands of Werewolves, only a third were killed this time. The remaining two-thirds still represent the immense pressure that the Frozen Earth Territory faces in the Northlands.
Ryan could not replicate today's war a second time.
Rumble!
The blazing flames finally provoked the world's wrath. Thunder tore through the Cloud Sea, and heavy rain extinguished the wildfires below. However, the raindrops froze into ice mid-air, turning into snow and wind that engulfed the magnificent world before them.
This is, after all, the Northlands; heat does not reign here, but rather Dead Silence cold does.
The land of Ash may become another farmland in the Frozen Earth Territory in the future. Ryan returned to Rhino Horn Mountain in the silent world. The atmosphere here is still tense, and every household keeps their doors tightly shut because Werewolves are hunting and harassing the area around Rhino Horn Mountain.
Ryan had left behind five hundred Knight Retainer of the Stag Legion, but even that couldn't completely guarantee that the threat posed by the Werewolves would be defended. As winter approached, many of them died under the Werewolves ' sharp teeth, their blood being sucked away.
There is no such thing as white silk in this world, but the endless white snow skips the process of coloring, and accompanied by the sound of crying, Ryan is a little irritated.
He finally understood why human nobles longed for the South lands—not just for their warmth and suitable environment, but also for their distance from death and strife.
Personal experience and understanding are different.
Standing Rhino Horn Mountain, gazing at the snow-white world around him, Ryan had a fleeting impulse to march his troops south and conquer the South lands.
"Will I be defeated by the Northlands?"
Avril came up behind Ryan and heard Ryan murmur this question.
"Will you ask me this question many times?"
"I don't understand, "Avril said, pulling on Ryan's arm.
Ryan thought back to when he first arrived in the Frozen Earth Territory, when his knees would sink into the snow with a single step.
later...
His footprints went further and further away.
"Maybe."
"Then I'll answer you one last time."
Ryan stopped talking and just looked at the Northlands sky, which seemed to be another snowy day.
Was this a victory?
No, not because too many people died, but because the Orcs threat doesn't disappear just because of a war.
The Orcs are constantly approaching human territory from the Northern Lands have made it clear that they will be our everyday neighbors.
That's what Ryan thought, but the Orcs didn't.
Their increasingly powerless living conditions made them yearn for the land in the South, the land of humankind.
"Useless! The Werewolves of the Garg Clan are a disgrace to our Silvermoon Royal Court! They're a bunch of trash!"
"That guy, Ves, who claimed to be the smartest among Werewolves, was actually killed by a weak human!"
" The Garg Clan is not worthy to be ranked alongside us!"
In the midst of the wind and snow, inside a tall stone palace, a lean, white-haired Werewolves bared his teeth and roared bloodthirstyly. His voice echoed within the stone palace, causing the snowflakes falling from a round hole in the ceiling to shatter.
" Gagg has long since lost the right to be compared with us, otherwise the Garg Clan wouldn't have launched an attack on the human empire's lands on its own."
" Ves himself knew that Gagg was no longer qualified to be one of the four great clans because he had failed to become Legendary in response to the call of his ancestors."
"The human empire is more powerful than it was a hundred years ago, and only with the leadership of Legendary can we conquer human lands."
The one who spoke was a tall Werewolves with gray-brown fur. His voice was calm and steady, without any of the Orcs's rage. Judging from his voice alone, he sounded more like a human.
"Damn it! How can there be so many Legendary among humans?"
The white-haired Werewolves were furious. They were puzzled, as were the Orcs. How could humans have so many Legendary? It made no sense at all.
If this weren't the case, how could humans have occupied the warm South all by themselves?
"Has the king not returned yet?"
The third Werewolves spoke. His fur was a very ordinary gray. However, apart from the Silver Moon royal Werewolf Clan, the fur of other Werewolf Clan didn't prove anything. At most, white fur was just more suitable for hunting in the Northlands world.
Upon hearing his words, the white-haired Werewolves became enraged again.
"If you ask me, we shouldn't have cooperated with them. We Werewolves could have gone to human lands alone and wiped out all the humans."
" The Garg Clan took it upon themselves to invade human territory, and you've seen the result. Humans are stronger than we imagined. Didn't that army from a few years ago make you realize that humans are no longer the same as they were a hundred years ago?"
The gray-haired Werewolves stared at the white-haired Werewolves. The next moment, the two Werewolves, in a fit of rage, clashed once more. Their speed was so fast that even the wind couldn't catch up with them. When they calmed down a few moments later, both Werewolves were covered in dense bloodstains.
The Werewolves' powerful regenerative abilities allowed their bodies to recover visibly, but the atmosphere inside the stone palace was incredibly tense.
"How dare you compare my ' Earl ' clan to that bunch of trash from Gagg!"
"Heh, what's the difference? If you hadn't been lucky enough to become Legendary under the call of your ancestors, your Earl Clan wouldn't even be comparable to the Garg Clan."
"Alright, let's wait for the king to return. Our goal is to destroy all of humanity's defenses and take over their land."
"This damned Northlands, I've had enough! Every time I open my eyes, it's snow, every time I open my eyes, it's snow!"
The Werewolves with gray-brown fur was also getting impatient, leaving a series of ferocious claw marks on the ground. Upon closer inspection, the walls and floor of the palace were covered with such dense claw marks.
"Soon, very soon. When the king returns, we will launch a full-scale attack on human territory and let them know that Orcs have always been a stronger race than humans."
Amidst the wind and snow, the howling of wolves echoed from the Mountain Forest.
Ryan didn't know whether the howls belonged to Werewolves or wild wolves, but whatever they were, they probably wouldn't be able to find any prey.
The outbreak of the battle caused the wild beasts around the Frozen Earth Territory to flee to more distant places. Their only direction for hunting food was the interior of the Frozen Earth Territory.
Ryan kicked the big wild boar. After arriving in the Frozen Earth Territory from the Forest Otherworld, this big wild boar spent all its time sleeping, and when it woke up it would eat, and it also ate Magic Crystal. Most of the Magic Crystal that Ryan had collected were food belonging to this guy.
If Ryan hadn't discovered that the meat of other wild boars in the Frozen Earth Territory undergoes an extraordinary change around the giant wild boar, Ryan would have cut off its food supply long ago.
This is also why Ryan didn't send this giant boar to the battlefield during the war.
The radiation emitted by this giant wild boar's body is even more potent than the combat power it possesses, comparable to that of Sky Knight.
"I've had my steward find a batch of sows. I hope you can put in the effort so that every household in my territory can raise pigs with excellent meat quality."
Ryan kicked the boar again, but the boar didn't respond to what he said. Only after receiving Spirituality Blessing did it finally roll over and continue its loud croaking.
" The Werewolves have been hunting your juniors lately, and you haven't reacted at all?"
Ryan angrily kicked out again, and the wild boar jumped up in pain.
With no prey left in the Mountain Forest, the Werewolves turned their attention to human territory. After failing to find a solution for the humans, they set their sights on the black boars that roamed the surrounding mountains in the Frozen Earth Territory.
Hesitantly mingling with wild boars, he discovered that the meat of those black boars surpassed that of many other breeds. When Ryan sent them South, they received rave reviews, and some nobles even expressed interest in establishing a long-term partnership.
This naturally brought attention to the wild boars; however, the Werewolves ' hunting prevented the wild boar population from growing.
The boar glared angrily at Ryan, seemingly questioning why he had interrupted its sleep.
We can't eat Magic Crystal freely here anymore. We're starving every day, and they won't even let us sleep.
When faced with Ryan's question, the boar rolled its eyes.
I don't even mind being a breeding pig and feeding my offspring to you, so why would I mind these hybrid pigs being hunted by Werewolves?
Ryan understood the incredibly human-like expression and meaning behind the wild boar's gesture, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, no longer dwelling on the matter.
" Mr. Roth will be back in a couple of days to draw some blood from you. You should be fine with that, right?"
Ryan came to feed the spirits, and also for this purpose.
Of course, the "little bit" he mentioned might be a bit too much, so I should give him a heads-up beforehand.
Rose brought back some Werewolves corpses, which were undergoing some kind of Alchemist transformation and revitalization. He also set his sights on the wild boar.
A wild boar with powerful fighting ability could be a terrifying thing if it fought back.
The wild boar understood what Ryan meant by "a tiny bit," and its eyes were full of resistance and rejection; it had already had its blood drawn several times.
"Don't worry, Rose has a lot of good stuff. You can make demands of her."
"What, you want the Gray Dwarf's Eye in his possession?"
"Okay, I will pass it on to Mr. Roth for you."
Ryan turned and left. The Gray Dwarf's Eye was something Grand Mage Macken had told him about, but it was Mage Luna who needed it.
Mage Luna was very poor, and all her magical training depended on Ryan, so she couldn't make a deal with Rose herself.
However, if successful, the Mage Luna might be able to create a Golem Puppet could help Ryan.
This will greatly benefit the construction of the northern fortress defense line.
He can no longer mass produce troops, so the only way now is to use fortifications to replace the effect of soldiers.