Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

Of course, without Slud needing to say more, Neil had already thought of this as well.

She was stunned for a moment and didn't react because Neil's cheat-like situation was too special, while she herself naturally knew what was going on.

So before the words reached his ears, he immediately went to the area between his residence and the original western edge to prepare for construction.

This was his latest calculation and assessment of the front-line position, because a large number of pirates had just attacked, and many trees in front had been destroyed, losing their ability to provide cover.

Going any further would make it easier for the evil dragon ship to see us from above, but this place is just right.

He soon arrived at a spacious place covered with green grass, but surrounded by tall trees. He raised his hand but suddenly stopped, unsure of what kind of building he was going to construct.

He not only had to kill the ferocious rabbits, but also collect their corpses and runes, which was like defusing a time bomb—a very difficult and technical task.

He only had one chance, and because of the pirates' clearing of the fields, monsters were on their way. Time was running out.

"Moreover, I only have a little over 200 resource points left. Although I can't say that I can't squeeze out a single drop, it's not far off."

"Although there are a few arrow towers on the east side of the forest, they are only better than nothing. If the west side and the settlement are completely captured, the rear will not be able to hold out."

"If the operation to kill and retrieve the ferocious rabbit fails, then we're truly doomed."

Building temporary structures to fight pirates is too costly, and even if they are recycled in the middle, it is still not profitable.

Fortunately, Neil didn't need to worry too much, as the knowledgeable Valkyrie at home immediately offered some advice:

"If you want to retrieve the ferocious rabbit, it's best to use a pit. Using an arrow tower is too risky; it will explode if you hit it, so it can't be used lightly."

"You don't have many resources left, this is just right, and it can also be stacked on top of each other. So let's build a field below as a buffer to avoid being directly detonated."

"By the way, we still need to use the 'Concealment' rune on top; we can't forget that as a trap."

Slud spoke slowly.

When Neil heard that farmland would be used, he was a little stunned, seemingly not expecting that non-construction buildings could be used in this place.

But now that disaster was imminent, and given that he was already in the same boat as Slud, he naturally believed it immediately, nodded, and began construction.

After all, he knew very well the Valkyrie's authority to speak on the buffering capacity of farmland.

After inscribing runes in the farmland, the trap for the ferocious rabbit was complete.

Seeing this, Slud took a deep breath, but suddenly stopped speaking, looked up at the sky with an incredulous expression.

Just a moment ago, she sensed an extremely powerful aura from the sky.

It was like a thunderclap that appeared at the very beginning of the universe; the moment it appeared, it seemed to tear the sky apart.

That moment shook her soul, and more importantly, it felt incredibly familiar.

Although it disappeared quickly, Slud was absolutely certain that she could not have mistaken it for something else.

That is the power of Odin, the Aesir god-king!

"Father God...is he watching me?"

"No, given his attitude in the main hall at the time, he couldn't possibly have cared about this side."

"Could it... be related to that plan?"

Thinking of what happened when she was "summoned" and the disappointed look in the Father's eyes, Slud fell silent.

The Father God didn't elaborate at the meeting, but the fact that he told the Valkyries to prepare in advance speaks volumes.

"Is the Father God's plan related to the icy sea?"

She made that association almost instinctively.

……

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Unlike the tension on Neil's side.

Some distance from the western coast of Winterfell, on the lookout tower of the dragon ship, Killian looked more relaxed than ever before.

"The captain has a long-term vision. By releasing so many 'fierce rabbits,' it seems that the gods in the forest have no way to escape."

"If it weren't for your wise judgment, even if my strategy had worked, it would have been a waste of a lot of time, which would have been a huge waste."

Behind him, Fanny, dressed and looking like a dwarf, spoke respectfully, using his quick wit to flatter him.

In order to avoid being "purged" or "punished" too severely later, he planned to exert himself as much as possible now.

Not just him.

Even the communication stone in Kylian's hand was glowing, and congratulatory voices from his blood relatives came out of it.

"Congratulations, Captain! You are about to successfully hunt down a god!"

"If it's about sacrificing something like that, I wonder how high our pirate crew, and even our captain, can soar!"

"To have the honor of following you is a blessing I've accumulated over many lifetimes!"

His blood relatives and confidants kept flattering him, never mentioning the future of the pirate crew, but rather how bright Killian's future would be.

Clearly, they all had some understanding of this person's temperament.

Pirate crews? They're just tools for the captain; true power lies in having everything under one's own control.

Of course, the genuine greed and longing in their blessings were indeed real.

After all, Killian still needs the evil dragon's help at this stage if he wants to rise to prominence.

Even if they don't get the lion's share, they will still get a piece of the pie and benefit from it.

And as blood relatives and confidants, they will definitely get a much larger share of the pie than the other crew members!

Even knowing that those words weren't necessarily sincere, Killian still found them very pleasing, and a smile crept onto his lips beneath his captain's hat.

He raised his right hand without speaking, but Fanny behind him seemed to understand him perfectly, taking out a glass and pouring him a large jug of ale.

After filling the cup, Killian pulled it to his lips but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he waited quietly for the first ferocious rabbit to enter the forest, intending to drink it at the same time as the explosion, so as to better experience that moment.

He knew what kind of monsters he was raising.

In short, it is fragile, explosive, and its power is unimaginable.

Although it looks harmless and is not much bigger than a rabbit in the mortal world, it can be easily killed.

But in that deep-sea battle, the gods unleashed tens of thousands of ferocious rabbits, which razed an entire giant city to the ground.

Although he didn't raise that many, only a few dozen.

But it's terrifying enough to completely destroy that forest.

It's certain that the cover will completely disappear by then, and any remaining trump cards will be utterly useless.

Even if the ferocious rabbit gets its hands on the trump card, it won't matter; it will still self-destruct and destroy everything.

No matter what resistance the creatures in the forest may offer, it will be futile.

They will only be brought to the brink of death, and then easily taken as a sacrifice by themselves!

If the previous barrage of arrows were still there, it would have created an obstacle and been triggered remotely, causing him to suffer a net loss.

But now that they've been cleared out, and with a large number of ferocious rabbits approaching the forest under cover, their victory is practically assured.

He had already begun to imagine how far the bloody runes would advance after the sacrifice to the gods, and what kind of feedback he would receive.

Is it to become a new god?

Or will his bloodline transform, allowing him to become a true pure-blooded giant?

Or...

The more Killian thought about it, the more excited he became. Even though he hadn't drunk any alcohol, his face was flushed, and he almost triggered his berserk mode.

that's it.

Forty seconds later, he saw the first pure white rabbit dart into the forest.

Under the captain's hat, Killian's smile widened.

But he held back, intending to drink the fine wine only thirty-five seconds later, the moment the explosion echoed.

And so, time passed.

No sound came out.