Throne of the North.

Chapter 139 New Divine Blessing

"Who are you and where do you come from?"

The woman named Etria asked the question again, and her tone seemed surprised.

"We searched the entire grassland, and even tried to look for it in the southern ocean, as well as in the north, to the north of the God's Gift Mountains, but we didn't find any traces of humans."

When Etria saw Ryan's appearance, he seemed a little excited and asked a lot of questions.

"I come from another world. It seems that your tribe is the only one left in your world."

Ryan spoke words from another world, causing Etria and her brother Brock beside her to widen their eyes.

"Another world? Is that where the gods live?"

Etheria said excitedly.

"No, that is also a world inhabited by humans and many other races, and one-third of the land is not covered by the harsh winter."

Ryan suddenly understood why there were so many people on the Norris continent. It was probably not just as simple as the people of the entire continent gathered on one-third of the land. There were also people like him who were brought over from other planes.

"Then how did you get here? Can we get through?"

"I can open the door to the plane, but before that, can you tell me about your world?"

Ryan needs to find the answers he wants from the history of this world.

Brock felt a little bored, so he went back to his forging table with his hammer.

Etriaze described to Ryan a country in the wilderness.

"This world is called Svadifari, which is the name of a horse incarnated 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.”

"The pan-dimensional war of the gods ended it all, and ended the peace in Svadifari."

"I heard from the old people that the cold winter flooded the land in the north. The people there were unable to cross the mountains blessed by the gods to come to us, and then they all died in the north."

"This place once belonged to a great noble earl. All the land belonged to him, but later on, the earl's family fell into decline. In this generation, the earl became even more greedy."

"In his territory, he gathered an army and attacked our tribe, wanting to turn us all into slaves. He has already killed many people in his own territory, and he wants to kill us too."

"My brother and I rebelled against the nobles... After that, our tribe was the only one left on this plain. Maybe one day we will die and the tribe will disappear, but we will live every day beautifully and will not give up on ourselves."

This is probably the story of this world. Etria doesn't know much about the history of a hundred years ago and can only briefly mention it.

Ryan looked at the silver craftsman's 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 to life when we touched the artifact. We were blessed by the spirit of the wilderness and gained extraordinary powers."

"And this artifact is the power bestowed by the Spirit of the Wilderness on the legendary craftsman Volend during the War of Gods. It is very violent."

In the beginning, it was precisely because of praying to the spirit of the wilderness that they were able to gather a large number of people to resist the brutal nobles, because that was the will of the gods. "Perhaps, I can bring you hope."

Ryan stood in front of the silver hammer called Tyr'front, and even Brock and several tribal warriors outside looked over curiously.

The moment Ryan grasped the handle of the hammer, the neighing of thousands of horses sounded in the void. Silver light bloomed from the hammer and turned into a beam of light that sank into Ryan's brow.

【Spirituality: 13809】

[Divinity: Blessing of the Deer Spirit, Blessing of the Horse Spirit]

Ryan's blood was boiling, his knight skills had not made any breakthrough, but at this moment, he had made a subtle improvement in the knight combat skills and many other techniques that he had practiced in the past.

It seemed to him now that many of his skills in the past were all grand and sweeping, but now he could control every bit of power precisely and perfectly.

Of course, his energy, blood and physique also reached the peak of the Bronze Knight in this process.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the artifact, the Hammer of Tyr'front, in his hand, and turned to look at the shocked Etria.

"It's very docile."

The Tyrfing in his hand is much more powerful than the Crown of Heroes, and it still retains several times more divinity than the Crown of Heroes. But no matter what, it is not full and requires a long period of cultivation to return to its peak.

"Brand."

Ryan called out, and the next moment Brand, who obviously knew what was going to happen, knelt on one knee in front of Ryan. As Ryan pointed his finger, thousands of horse spirit blessings fell on Brand.

At this moment, Brand's memory of his own practice and his understanding of the two Sanctuary Knight combat skills also improved a lot. The most important thing was that he felt some other changes had taken place in himself.

Perhaps, this requires a mount to be reflected.

Ryan also slowly understood the difference in power between the two divine blessings.

The blessing of the Deer Spirit is equivalent to roughly bestowing upon others strong energy and blood power, allowing one to directly skip long periods of training and accumulation. At the same time, the Deer Spirit Knight's breathing method also focuses on the improvement of energy and blood. Brand's powerful energy and blood, which far exceeds that of other knights, is the best proof of this.

The blessing of the horse spirit focuses on skills in all aspects, among which craftsmen are the top-level. At the same time, it can also allow the knight to match his mount. Even if it is cultivated for a long time, it is easy for the knight and the mount to reach a state of spiritual connection.

This brings not only tacit understanding, but also the borrowing of power between the two parties.

Ryan suddenly raised his head and looked outside the blacksmith shop. Just at this moment, a soldier ran in. Before he could speak, Ryan pushed him away and went outside.

Thousands of wild horses were galloping across the wilderness. The horse king that Ryan had seen before was now standing quietly outside the tribe. It looked into Ryan's eyes, and then the white horse neighed and raised its front hooves high.

"It turns out that you and I are destined to be together."

Looking at the docile and quiet wild horse in front of him, Ryan stretched out his hand and stroked the fuzzy mark on the other's forehead that looked like a sharp blade.

God knows how much shock this scene brought to the people of this tribe that respected the spirit of the wilderness. Even Brock behind him gave up hammering his hammer.

Ryan's voice in the tribe had a direct effect in a way that even he did not expect.

(End of this chapter)