Throne of the North.

Chapter 252 Roar of Another World

Chapter 252 Roar of Another World
Master Ryan understood.

At this moment, the Empire of Light has money but nowhere to spend it. As a devout believer of the God of Light, how can Ryan sit idly by?

He must make the most of the wealth of the God of Light.

"That birch bark book is worth one... no, one hundred gold coins! One thousand gold coins!"

How can faith in the God of Light be cheap?

After entering the alternate dimension, Ryan regained his composure and took out the Dawn Doctrine.

He had not taken any action outside, not only because he needed to use this thing to despise the beliefs of Marquis Beifeng, but also because he was worried that whatever he did outside would attract the attention of the Holy See.

But it’s different in the alternate dimension world. Even if the Church notices something is wrong, it is impossible for it to know the truth. Moreover, the Marquis of the North Wind is blocking the portal to this alternate world.

"Let me see how much this thing of yours is worth."

A whirlpool like an abyss seemed to appear in the depths of Ryan's pupils, and it was like the bloody mouth of some terrifying creature, swallowing the line of divine words on the cover of the Dawn Doctrine.

The next moment, Ryan felt the feedback.

【Spirituality: 19050】

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

There was surprise in Ryan's eyes. Although the spiritual panel was still rough, it was too intuitive.

Looking back at the Dawn Doctrine, the divine runes on it were still there, but the power that allowed people to understand its meaning at a glance had disappeared.

The books no longer glowed faintly.

At the same time, in a wilderness somewhere in the North Wind Province, Archbishop Adriana opened her eyes.

"That baron absorbed the light of the morning sun and became a believer of our Lord."

The missionary's eyes lit up.

"That baron actually has this talent. It seems that my lord has gained another devout believer. Perhaps he can help the Church spread its religion in the empire."

“He is indeed a favored one of my Lord.”

"Can we ask him to build a church in the Tundra Territory? He can become a priest himself."

"No, this is the Empire. If the Dawn Church shows up, he will die."

"He is the son of a great noble, and the Tundra Territory is also in the North."

"No, when the time comes, Baron Ryan will naturally tell the world the identity of his believer. Now he needs to keep it secret."

“It’s painful.”

The Archbishop was silent, then said:

"It is indeed painful, but it is worth it for the sake of our Lord's faith. Baron Ryan, no, Father Ryan, will understand the difficulties of the Holy See."

"His devout faith will not be tarnished by this."

"I will write a letter and you send it directly to the Frozen Territory. I hope he can sacrifice his life for justice and not be troubled by this pain."

“The light of our Lord will shine a dawn in the darkest place, illuminating his way forward.”

"The glory of the morning..."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the missionaries began to hum devoutly.

"It will not end in the bitter winter."

"Archbishop, can the murderer of Father Buffett be found?"

"almost……"

……

Ryan was somewhat delighted, as a copy of Dawn Doctrine brought him nearly five thousand in spiritual income.

"In this way, the share required by Grand Mage McKen in the Wilderness World can be increased."

There are many reasons why Ryan is happy, including that his soldiers' strength can be enhanced again, and the northern war horses being bred in the wild world can also receive more divine blessings.

That is a mount that can accompany a knight throughout his life, it is the land version of the griffin mount.

"The Northern Warhorse will definitely become the third most perfect mount on the continent, besides dragons and griffins."

"But..." "I'm afraid that Master McKen can't squander 19,000 spiritual powers for long. I wonder how much Dawn Doctrine the Holy See can give me."

“I hope… all of them are of this size.”

Although he thought so, Ryan also knew that it was impossible for every copy of Dawn Doctrine to bring him 5,000 spirituality.

You have to know that a person who pledges allegiance to his life can only provide a little spirituality.

A heroic follower like Brand only brought him ten times the income of an ordinary person, that is, ten points of spirituality.

Five thousand…it’s a bit huge in comparison.

"Anyway, let's find a way to buy more of this stuff from the Vatican in the future."

The little bit of joy that had just come from the wealth of the God of Light was dispersed a lot by this money-eating crocodile.

Fortunately, Ryan has new joy.

In another world, the Blue Lion Tribe.

"Is this all you have gained during this time?"

Ryan looked at the six large boxes in front of him, four and a half of which were filled with gold ore mixed with golden spots.

The remaining wooden box contained thirty-five pieces of amber jade ranging in size from a human head to a thumb.

Ryan guessed that perhaps this box would be worth more than the other four.

"Yes, Baron Ryan, the tools you brought are very useful. We..."

Cao said happily as if he was taking credit, and then looked at Ryan cautiously.

"Friend Baron Ryan, our Blue Lion Tribe still wants fifty... no, thirty copies of that power blessing. Do you think that's ok?"

Divine blessing is Ryan's biggest trump card to control these natives, and it is also the reason why he does not have to worry about these natives getting together with other nobles.

"Thirty copies... that's a bit too much. Damn, you know, this power comes from the great gods. Just like how we were able to come to this world, it is actually the self-salvation of your world."

"You know, your world is dying."

Ryan was a little surprised by the rare silence.

"What happened?"

Cao hesitated for a while, then said:

"Not long ago, my people came to tell me that the gods were roaring deep in the mountains and forests."

“He hasn’t come out for a long time.”

"Oh?"

Ryan had previously speculated that the god the natives were talking about was a powerful demon beast.

"What does this mean?"

There was extreme fear in Cao's eyes, and he murmured:

"He will eat many wild animals, even mountains, for this is His food."

Trough looked at Ryan.