Chapter 493 The Curse of the Dragon, Sacrifice to Surtur

Lian ignored Areris, he was immersed in his surging old divinity.

God knows what Surtur did in the end. Along with this skyfire, the number on Ryan's spiritual panel increased to four digits.

Of course, as the balance growth decreased, Ryan also had to sort out Areris. He still needed the other party's power to stabilize the ice on the sea surface and let these tens of thousands of troops return to human land.

"We can't kill her. She disappeared after that battle. No one can kill her in the deep sea. That's what you said."

"She is very weak."

Areris was a little unwilling, but in fact it knew better than everyone else that this was an impossible thing.

It's just that seeing the power of these humans before made it want to try.

Humans are much stronger than it imagined. It was right for him not to rashly enter the human territory on the Norris continent.

"The war is not over. Maybe Isabella is not the only one who knows His existence."

The war is indeed not over. There are still dragons in this world, a small number of dragons.

The battle between the two great beings easily collapsed the frozen sea created by the violent frost giants, not to mention the crawling dragons. Many of them died. The magic dragon did something to the dragons at the last moment, absorbing their life essence to fight against Surtur and the Holy Light of the Lord of Dawn.

Ryan ran without looking back. The fire dragon Christman was still in the deep sea, but no one could pick it up. The frost gathered and hovered over the heads of humans. Although the dragons in the distance roared and chased, they did not dare to get too close.

Without the will of the magic dragon, the dragons were destined to be alone, so they had no sense of the army.

But they were afraid that there were still dragons full of malice towards them wandering in the cold ocean under their feet. If the ice collapsed, both Ryan and Clayton would suffer huge losses.

The Extraordinary Legion must return to the land of humans as soon as possible.

The frost dragon Areris exhaled dragon breath to stabilize the ice in front. About half a day later, the fire dragon also returned. It was in a daze, but fortunately it knew to follow behind Earl Clayton.

"It seems to be broken."

Ryan took the time to look back. The flight trajectory of the fire dragon Christman was crooked.

It belonged to the side of the magic dragon, so was it also affected at the most critical moment?

Under the protection of the two legendary dragons, the two extraordinary legions finally returned to the solid land, and everyone felt relieved.

But Ryan's face was not good.

"What should I do about this curse?"

He felt the coldness of his body. The breathing method of the fire dragon knight could originally be used to blaze the flesh of the blazing knight, but it made him shiver with cold.

"Let's think of a way after my father wakes up."

Ivar didn't know what to do. Every blasphemy and every confrontation with the gods had to bear a serious price. The current result was already very good.

Ryan tried to use the Old God to offset the curse, but it was useless. The curse was born from the will of the dragon.

Not only was the dragon's curse cold, Ryan also felt another force messing up his blood and qi, which was the contract between him and Surtur.

He needed to fulfill his promise and give Surtur enough Old God.

"Damn guy, he really doesn't want to wait for a day."

Ryan shuddered, and the flames burning in his hands couldn't dispel the coldness of the curse. If Earl Clayton couldn't hold on at that moment, the curse would completely erupt on all the Clayton bloodline. Ryan couldn't imagine it.

He had a spiritual panel and was not so afraid, but the Earl Clayton family might fall from the clouds to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

"Will mother and others notice it?"

Ryan asked, and Ivar shook his head after thinking.

"The distance between the two worlds is farther than you think, but when you open the portal, the power of the curse will follow in."

"That's good. As long as mother and the others don't panic, the empire will not take any action against the Clayton family in the short term."

Lian breathed a sigh of relief. Politically, his second brother was far inferior to him. Ryan could imagine that after Earl Clayton disappeared for a long time, the great nobles of the empire would definitely try, and it would cause panic within the Earl Clayton's territory.

This seriously affects the initiative of their noble faction in the current war of the Imperial Church.

Speaking of this...

"Is that angel alive?"

"I don't know. Now is not the time to pay attention to it."

The war between Surtur and the dragon ended, and the two great beings disappeared in Nidhogg, but everything was not over.

Earl Clayton came here to start a war for unimaginable resources and wealth, and so did Ryan. They just expelled the hostile forces that would affect their acquisition of all this, and have not yet entered the harvest stage.

And...

"Ah sneeze!"

Master Ryan is going to hold a sacrifice.

The Stag Legion took action, felling trees, carving stones, and building a simple altar.

Lian's sacrifice did not need to be as elaborate and well-prepared as others.

"Leading the immortality of the dusk, reborn from the fire..."

After a few perfunctory prayers, Ryan knelt among the corpses. These corpses came from the dusk dragons and could serve as a medium for communicating with Surtur.

Gradually, the sky darkened, dusk colored the clear sky, and Surtur's power entered this world little by little.

He became relaxed, perhaps because the world has become more unstable and the statement of the three keys is no longer absolute.

"According to the agreement, I will sacrifice to you the one that belongs to you."

Ryan raised his head and spoke. Surtel's head with two big horns had already looked at him. Ryan couldn't bear it and simply began to release his old divinity on the corpses of these dusk relatives.

He doesn't care how Surtel absorbs it, he gives it anyway.

"not enough!!!"

When the old divinity disappeared halfway, Surtel spread his will.

"Don't be too greedy, we've agreed."

"not enough!"

Surtel roared angrily, causing Ryan's soul to tremble all over in pain.

"Give you a little more, don't overdo it."

Ryan roared and continued to release the old divine nature. The huge divine origin was injected into it, and these corpses were actually glowing.

Surtel took away all the offerings, and on Ryan's spiritual panel, there were only three hundred old divine left.

"Next time I have a chance to work together?"

Of course Ryan is not that easy to talk to. I give more of Surtel. It's really easy to use this guy.

The connection to the sacrifice has not completely disappeared, and Surtel seemed to enjoy it when he was dying and did not refuse Ryan.

If there is no rejection, then he will agree.

I hope that next time I sacrificed, Sirtel will not be so irritable.

However, Surtel still left something behind.

Not for Ryan, but for Earl of Clayton.

A fiery red crystal was suspended beside Count Clayton, fighting against the curse of the magic dragon. So on the third day, Count Clayton truly woke up after several brief awakenings.

"This is also a curse, but the two curses are fighting each other, and Surtel wants me to be His people."

Earl Clayton sneered. Surtel discovered his relatives when he tore open the barrier of divinity. As the king in the flames, Surtel wanted this legendary blessing.

"If I die, my soul will be swallowed by Surtel."

"This is the curse given to me when He looked at me."

After saying that, Earl Clayton looked at Ryan and said:

"It seems that your deal has been completed."

Damn guy, he hid it before, and it didn't show the curse until the transaction ended. Are you worried that Ryan would ask him to remove this curse?

The sinister Sirtel.

"He has become smarter and it doesn't seem like a good thing."

Surtel actually plays tricks, it seems...

“He is not far from awakening.”

"Hobiy, the magic dragon, and now Sirtel, it seems that these great beings are adapting to the hibernation brought to them by the North."

Earl Clayton took a deep breath and felt cold all over.

"What should I do if the curse of the demon dragon?"

Ryan asked, and it was just a curse on his body that didn't feel good.

"Looking out a way slowly, there will always be a solution, and this thing may not be a chance for Clayton's bloodline."

Earl Clayton said this, making Ryan wonder if he had deliberately endured the curse.

Is it because of the way the Flame Dragon Knights Legion evolved to [Family]?

Ryan only wants this one reason.

"I need to leave the world for a while."

Earl Clayton said, and Ryan nodded and used the Dragon Emperor crown to tear open the crack.

It has never been a trivial matter for the great nobles to disappear for a long time.

Especially this critical time node.

Ryan didn't need to leave. His door opened with the Dragon Emperor crown was in the plane of the other world controlled by Earl Clayton, and the plane door opened with the spiritual panel. The same is true. His position in the Norris continent, It is his anchor point.

He cannot return to the frozen soil because there are still tens of thousands of Flame Dragon Knights Legion in this world that need to be sent out, but they still need to start a war with the dragon.

Dragon God's solution was not completed either.

"I'll write some letters to send to the permafrost."

After all, he had left the frozen soil for some time.

...

...

Frost soil.

Brendan Ignazio, the bloodline of one of the thirteen nobles in the ancient land of the southern land, once again ran into a wall.

After being ignored several times, he had already shown unsuppressible anger.

"Damn the North Baron, he, a little baron, dared to refuse noble bloodlines several times!"

He gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to be arrogant in the frozen soil, because Ryan's departure, the frozen soil's vigilance could crush many people with small thoughts.

"I brought him a huge fortune, but he didn't even look at it."

"If it weren't..."

Thinking of this, Brendan gritted his teeth in a mess. South Korea sent another letter urging them to bring their weapons and equipment back as soon as possible.

War is imminent, those damn crazy believers...

"The road to dawn is bloody every time. We must let the Holy See understand that they cannot pour blood on our territory."

"We did not betray Chenxi. Damn Emperor Flor, I will bite us when I catch us!!!"

Brendan looked at the populations of these empires around him full of murderous intent.

The Knights of the Holy Kingdom of Heaven are about to arrive at the territory of the Ignazio family.

It doesn't matter if they walk through it, the key is that after they walk through it...

Ignazio has been at peace for too long. They are far away from the wars in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and the comfortable living environment has also made the lion's claws dull.

When the threat comes, the ancient blood finally remembers the war power of their ancestors that has been covered in dust. They need to exchange the wealth of many years for sharp thorns.

Let the Holy See know that if they touch it, they will also shed countless blood.

But until now, Brendan has not completed the task.

"No, we have to send a batch of weapons back first, otherwise... they will change people."

Brendan knows what those competitors will do. Just like the behavior of those people he squeezed out, if there is no harvest, he will soon be abandoned.

So... a very strange phenomenon appeared in the next few days.

As the North Wind Province with the most iron ore, as the most prosperous Zero Crossing City in the North Wind Province, as the blacksmith shop with the most metal weapons transactions, weapons can no longer be bought.

"I don't know who bought all the weapons. If those armors were not for sale as stipulated by Lord Baron Ryan, they would have been bought."

"Who has so much wealth?"

"What's the purpose?"

"Without weapons, we can't compete for the title of Eight Knights. The Northern Brave Guild sells them at a high price."

"Eight Knights, the person who bought the weapons didn't buy all the weapons just to prevent others from competing for the Eight Knights, right?"

Yes, in the other world, when Master Ryan was fighting the gods and dragons, when hundreds of thousands of troops in the south of the empire once again confronted the legions of the Kingdom of Carlos, when the Dawn Road was gradually stained with blood and the red penetrated the southern land - Zero Crossing City was still immersed in the topic of the Eight Knights and Frostmourne.

Brendan in the dark was also very surprised, but also relieved. He knew that buying all the weapons at once would arouse the nobles' vigilance.

This reason gave him the most appropriate means.

"That Viscount Miles is greedy for money. If you give him some sweet treats, he will help, but we still need to arrange some people to become the so-called northern adventurers to confuse the eyes of these country nobles."

Brendan looked at the pedestrians outside with wise eyes, and felt that the people here were stupid.

The northern land is different from the southern land.

When survival is a kind of pressure, it is natural that they will not think about problems like the nobles in the southern land who have nothing to do but to calculate and fight.

In short, the price of weapons in Lingdu City has increased, and the Northern Brave Guild has also ushered in a small climax, selling a large number of elite weapons.

And Master Ryan is still fighting against the dragon in the other world.

According to Areris's answer, the Dragon God... has also awakened.

Yes, there should be no surprises. He has no opponents in this world. The Dragon Emperor has fallen, and the magic dragon no longer competes with him for the remaining authority. He eats everything, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Nidhogg more than a hundred years later.

The first to be hit were the huge tidal waves that began to hit the land where humans lived.