Throne of the North.

Chapter 556: Forbidden Treasures, the Sword that Tears Opens the Kingdom of Gods!

Humankind's record of gods and spirits dates back only a short period of a hundred years.

Before the Pan-Dimensional War of Gods, humans had only reverence for the gods, who were as distant and untouchable as the stars in the sky. However, a hundred years was too short a time, and despite all the efforts humans made, their understanding of the gods was still only superficial.

Hobie the Ghoul was known by only a few words in the magician circle.

“He is the opposite of all life.”

“He brings all things to the end of death, and creates new life from the depths of extinction.”

"The god of corpses, the creator of death."

"The Dawn sees him as a mortal enemy, a great being that the Abyss cannot accept."

Ryan searched all his connections, but in the end all he got was some superficial information. The only useful thing about this ghoul Hobie was that he created ghouls from corpses and death.

In fact, Ryan himself has another suggestion for Hobie.

That is, this Hobiyi should belong to [God], not to [Spirit].

He was revived by the actions of the Andara royal family, but Hobi was still weak. He had suffered defeats from the Silver Moon Royal Court and the Andara Kingdom, which had exhausted Hobi's already limited source of divinity.

Later in the North, when the Dragon Emperor and the remains of the dragon were discovered, Hobie was unable to intervene and could only use the gray-skinned goblins in the dungeons to rob them. In the end, he was also destroyed in the cave by Ryan's army.

He was extremely weak, and even in the current world of Herresvig, it would be difficult for him to recover to his full strength.

Such a Hobie is at a level that can be confronted.

Of course, the prerequisite for everything is to find Him first.

Ryan was waiting for the situation of the war in the south, and also waiting for news from the gods in the other world.

……

Griff is a perfect scout. He can easily adapt to any extreme environment. No matter how harsh the environment is, Griff can never be hurt. The eagle in the sky is also his eyes. Every scream of the circling eagle represents a different meaning, which only Griff can understand.

There was a cry of an eagle, Griff looked up and said:
"arrive."

The knights behind him drew their swords, then rested on the spot, eating the rations they carried with them. After more than ten minutes, the knights with strong basic qualities had recovered their strength and tired bodies and looked at Griff.

They continued to move forward, in a piece of land where nothing could be seen. As Griff operated, the collapsed hole in front was exposed. It was a brand new boneyard, filled with skeletons and zombies walking on it aimlessly.

They were wandering around, about fifty or sixty in number, each one was tall and majestic, two or three meters high. It seemed that the physical strength of life in this world was once very powerful.

"Lord Griff, leave this to us."

The leading knight spoke to Griff, but Bogurd next to him ignored everyone else and rushed in excitedly on his armored bear.

"Kill all these ugly guys!"

Bogold shouted and chopped with the weapon in her hand. The powerful force and sharp sword made it impossible for the zombies to even get close to her. The zombies around her gathered around, but Bogold could only chop them up like melons and vegetables.

The knights also rushed into the boneyard, but by the time they arrived, there were not many wights left.

"too weak."

Bogeld was a little unhappy. The armored bear that stood up next to him also roared in dissatisfaction and smashed a zombie with a slap. Its changes in the past few years were beyond expectations.

The ghouls here were not born too long ago. Griff searched in the boneyard for half a day and finally brought out two pairs of emerald daggers. They were very sharp, and most importantly, in today's world of death, they still exuded a powerful and extraordinary aura.

"In ancient times, the strongest among falconers were called Excellence. They would be given eternal weapons. Unless the falconer died, the weapons would never fall. The eagles in the sky would bring back the weapons scattered in any corner and hand them back to the falconer's hands."

Griff touched the weapon in his hand. He thought that he was not yet able to become outstanding, but he was the only one left in the world.

"Is this the most powerful weapon in your world?"

Bogeld's attitude towards Griff became much kinder, not because of anything else, but because she suddenly realized after the battle that this guy could lead her to find more enemies.

That's very satisfying.

"Yes, only outstanding falconers can possess an eternal weapon, which is as light as an eagle feather and can cut through any vines that stand in its way."

The Falconer is also a scout-type extraordinary being that travels through desolate environments. However, relatively speaking, the combat effectiveness of this extraordinary system is not strong, so Bogeld asked. She could feel that the strength of this pair of emerald daggers was completely inferior to the weapons used by the armored bear warriors in the Birki world, not to mention the powerful and violent war bears summoned by the priests.

They are just ordinary daggers, but they are engraved with the attribute of "eternity".

Speciality: It is extremely special, but no one can use it except the falconer.

"Let's go now if there's nothing else. We still have to go to the next boneyard. Hopefully there will be more powerful ghouls there."

Bogerd still hopes to meet a real opponent.

Griff looked back at the boneyard and did not set out immediately.

"besides."

He said that there were still precious things in this boneyard. He had given up collecting those basic resources and only brought out the most precious excellent dagger, but he could feel that there were legendary taboos in this boneyard.

"According to the ancient legends of Herresvig, there is a secret of the forbidden treasures in the boneyard. It is said that under each huge boneyard, there is a forbidden treasure that even falconers cannot control."

"They are extremely powerful and contain the power of destruction."

"Then what are you still standing there for? Go find it."

Bogeld commanded, Griff still hesitated.

"But there is a second legend about forbidden treasures. It is that every forbidden treasure contains a forbidden monster. The price of obtaining a forbidden treasure is to release the suppressed monster."

"monster?"

Bogurd's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Griff and brought him to his side. The Volibear armored bear next to him also opened his big mouth with sharp fangs to threaten him.

"That's even better."

Griff walked through the boneyard. The remains of the wights filled the boneyard with a foul stench, but his falconer's instinct still allowed him to dig out a hide bag from the wreckage after a few minutes.

It was a very small animal skin bag, about the size of a kettle and very light. Griff reached out and opened it.

There was only one thing in the bag, a bloody feather. The moment Griff saw it, he couldn't help but feel dazed.

Yes, the world is dead, and all the extraordinary things in this world will become dim and die along with the world. What else can exist in such an environment?

The outstanding falconer's dagger is engraved with 'eternity', so it is a favorite food of the abyss demons. The same is true for the bloody eagle feather in front of it. It can even be said that this feather is what the abyss desires the most.

It was born from the great spirit of Heresveg and contains supreme power.

"Blood Eagle Feather, Feather of Vidopnir, He blew the cold wind of the north to the whole world, plunging the world into despair."

Griff was whispering while grabbing the blood eagle's feather. The next moment, he was pulled backwards by a huge force. As his body flew backwards quickly, he also saw Bogurd and the armored bear charging forward.

Roar--

The huge roar came from the armored bear, but its roar could not frighten the vague existence in the black fog. However, perhaps because of the roar of the armored bear, the vague black shadow looked over. In just one glance, in just one moment, the world seemed to freeze, and all the knights and attendants who were charging forward froze in place. They maintained their charging posture, and the knights' swords in their hands emitted a sharp cold light.

A pair of scarlet eyes were twisting crazily. They seemed to be round, or ring-shaped, or like cells with tentacles growing on their surface. But if you continue to look, there seems to be a straight line, twisting vertically, horizontally, diagonally, and...

boom!
In a world that seemed to have frozen, Griff fell heavily to the ground of the boneyard. He was one of the few lives that was still qualified to move. The blood eagle feather tightly held in his hand emitted a dazzling light, as if resisting some terrible force.

Apart from Griff, there is only the combination of Bogurd and the armored bear Volibear. All the power of the armored bear surged into the crazy girl's body in an instant. At this moment, she was no longer a human being, but a bloodthirsty and violent bear. The majestic blood power turned into a giant bear phantom behind her, and as Bogurd chopped, it also swung out its claws surrounded by thunder.

A vague existence, or...

The ultimate of decay, the creator of death, the corpse of Hobie, a slight chewing sound came from His body. Griff was right, every forbidden collection sealed a terrible monster, but in front of Hobie, the forbidden monster would also become His food.

A roar that transcended time erupted, and the blurry shadow in front condensed into a spherical shape in an instant, and then countless dark shadows burst out in all directions like gas and liquid, like fine lines that flooded the colors of the entire world from one point.

Until the world was left with only the darkness of death, and everyone felt the fear of death. Death was calling and tempting them to surrender, promising to give them eternal life in the depths of death, allowing them to become slaves in the corrupt kingdom as the people of Hobiyi.

All colors disappeared, and the North covered every corner of the world. At this moment, there was no paleness in the dark world. The knights turned pale. They resumed their actions, but in an instant they fell into endless decadence and fear. The trembling of their bodies was the only part of their humanity left. They suffered every minute and every second. In just a moment, they would...

"Roar……"

A hoarse roar came from the throat of a knight. He struggled frantically, but still could not change the fact that his body turned grayish-white between breaths. His eyes lost their pupils, leaving only endless darkness. A roar like a wild beast broke out from his mouth, and then he dropped the knight's sword in his hand and used the sharp claws that grew out of his hands to launch a frantic attack on the surrounding knight servants.

He turned into a corpse ghost, and because he could not withstand the pressure of this dark world, he became a follower of Hobiyi.

"kill him!"

While others were terrified, Griff shouted, picked up the longsword dropped by the knight on the ground and stabbed it towards the zombie, but the longsword was blocked by the iron armor on the surface of the zombie.

"Kill him. He is no longer the person you are familiar with. He has become a follower of the gods."

The term "gods' followers" made the knights realize that they were also old men following Ryan and were not unfamiliar with the term "destiny followers".

"kill!"

Dozens of knights rushed towards their companion who had transformed into a zombie. Hobi did not stop them. He was watching the infighting in the ant nest with great interest. Perhaps in his long life, there would be only a few opportunities for him to lower his gaze and look at the ants in the mortal world.

However, there was a troublesome thing in this overlooking view. As the armored bear roared, the powerful Bogeld violently cut off the dark lines on all sides of her. These lines were like tentacles and vines, which originally blocked her tightly, but at this moment they were ruthlessly killed by the girl.

The warlike Bogeld inherited all the fighting desires of the Bilki world. Her will was inherited from the great god, the Frost Lord. She was the most precious legacy left to Ryan by that great being. No matter how terrible the pressure brought by Hobie was, it could not affect the human being favored by this god.

"Die!"

Bogeld roared at Hobie. She didn't care what mess was in front of her. There was only one thing she needed to do, fight, and keep fighting until she killed the other person or died herself.

The armored bear pounced on Bogold's head. At this moment, the violent and bloodthirsty armored bear possessed the power of the armored bears of the three tribes in the Birki world. It breathed out thunder, and its own violent power even doubled its size. It roared and launched an attack together with Bogold.

Is the power of this combination enough? Even Hobiyi was surprised and confused the next moment. His scarlet eyes, which looked like the decay of all matter after death, showed doubt. He felt something unusual.

He saw that Bogurd was increasing the power of an armored bear every second in his kingdom. Similarly, in the body of the armored bear, the life energy of a knight bred by Bogurd, a human, was being born.

Bogold is getting stronger every second, so the Armored Bear is also getting stronger every second. When the Armored Bear is getting stronger, Bogold will also have a one-to-one power.

In Hobie's view, the power between Bogold and the armored bear comes from each other, forming an eternal cycle, and the left foot stepping on the right foot will lead to infinite improvement.

It is unclear whether their bodies can withstand it, but this kind of power made Huobiyi unable to resist being greedy.

He seemed to see another being like himself struggling in death, and then dying in despair, and the human girl in front of him was the remnant he left behind.

At this moment, Hobiyi's emotions also fluctuated. His scarlet eyes seemed to be parallel to this dark kingdom. Hobiyi disappeared, and instead, a scarlet line appeared in the endless dark world.

That line is the boundary between the sky and the earth in Hobiyi's country. A faint light is emitted from it, as if it is the flow of day and night. Under such authority, in the dark world, dark monsters gradually crawl out from under the ground.

In Hobi's kingdom, he created countless zombies, which rushed towards Bogeld from all directions.

At the beginning, the zombies' movements were stiff, as if they were not very adaptable to the sudden awakening. As they ran, the zombies became more and more agile, and they gradually charged forward frantically.

"defense!"

The knights gathered around Bogold, and everyone could see that these zombies were targeting Bogold.

The surrounded Bogeld was extremely irritable. She roared and pushed away the knights around her. Her previous attack had no effect. She tried everything but couldn't touch the god Hobi. This was unacceptable to the proud girl. The dignity of the ruthless armored bear warrior standard-bearer in the war did not allow her to stand behind someone else.

Arrogant Bogeld would never accept the defense of war. Thunder made her long hair fly on the surface of her body, then she raised her sword and charged at the corpse ghost.

"attack!!!"

Seeing this, the knights and squires who understood that the leader of this war was not Lord Brand also followed Bogeld with passionate roars. They were surprised to find that they were no longer afraid in this kingdom of gods.

Hobii woke up too early, which gave him both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that he had the advantage of waking up earlier than other great beings, but the disadvantage was that he did not have enough power, resulting in the zombies created in his own kingdom not being strong.

Bogold tirelessly killed the zombies that rushed up from all directions. There was no end in sight for the densely packed zombies. Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, billions, trillions, etc. Bogold didn't care about that. She only knew that there would always be only a few hundred zombies that could appear in front of her.

All she had to do was kill them until she was overwhelmed by the endless stream of zombies. Fighting until death was the only bottom line for this arrogant girl.

Bogurd always maintained his strength at the peak, but the knights behind him were not Master Brock, and they could not stay tired forever. Every second, hundreds of zombies attacked them, and the knights gradually became exhausted. The claws and bites of the zombies brought them toxins that corroded their flesh and blood. As one knight after another fell and stood up to launch biting attacks, they gradually realized that death might not be the best outcome.

This is His kingdom, and death is the material that Hobiyi uses to create life.

Gradually, there were not many people left behind Bogold. They had no idea what would happen next. The presence of Bogold's flag barely made them forget their fear of the future.

What will happen next?
Suddenly, everyone heard a roar that resounded through the sky.

"Hobie!"

Someone was shouting, someone was shouting the name of that great being, over and over again, without stopping.

"HOBBYY!!!"

In the kingdom of darkness, ripples appeared on the scarlet skyline, rising and falling faintly like waves detecting life activities. Then Hobiyi appeared in his own kingdom again, and he raised his head to look beyond the distant world.

His action was a response to that cry.

He responded to the other party's call, and Ryan also found where He was.

A flash of light bloomed at this moment, tearing open the boundless dark world. In the dazzling light, bolts of lightning seemed like thousands of troops charging into this dark country. The illusory and violent war bear roared to the sky and used its sharp claws to stretch the torn crack to hundreds of meters wide.

"Hobie!"

Ryan, wearing mithril armor, slowly raised his head. He was riding on the back of a northern warhorse, his left hand pressing the scabbard of Gram's sword at his waist, and his right hand pointing the artifact sword burning with blazing thunder at the ground ravaged by thunder under his feet. Under the visor, he looked at the master of this country with cold eyes.

Boom, boom, boom! ! ! ! !
The light and shadows were torn apart, the thunder burst out, and after waiting for all this to end, an earth-shaking roar was heard. The violent sound appeared to testify to the truth that the speed of light is greater than the speed of sound. Then, under this resounding sound, a hissing roar also appeared.

Tall war horses appeared behind Ryan, and thousands of knights of the Stag Legion silently covered in front of him. The heads of the war horses under them also slowly lowered their heads, waiting for the king's order.

"attack!"

Ryan was responded by the crazy trampling and galloping of the iron hooves. They trampled on this kingdom belonging to the gods, wantonly destroyed the honor that belonged to Him, and charged towards the overwhelming wave of zombies.

(End of this chapter)