Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

"Why hasn't it exploded yet?"

On the lookout tower of the dragon-shaped ship, Killian's expression was extremely gloomy.

He gripped the eagle-hook rune stone in his right hand, his fingers slowly turning blue from the excessive force.

In the past, it would have exploded within three or four minutes of being released. Even when facing a god, it didn't take long and the results were immediately visible.

This is due to the instinct, rooted in the fierce rabbit, to automatically track and kill its enemies.

Even if they fail, the power of their rampage cannot be concealed, yet there is absolutely no movement from the forest.

Why is this happening?

Killian was undecided and immediately had the idea of ​​retrieving the ferocious rabbit.

Because the various costs associated with this thing are simply too high.

The space-type rune stones used to confine them, and the high-quality items that must be completely isolated from external influences to prevent them from triggering their bloodline instincts, cost him 100 mithril coins.

This is the circulating currency in the mythical world, and its function in the market is similar to that of silver coins in the mortal world, except that it is made of mithril.

One can buy a small mortal city-state.

The kind where there's no haggling.

Even after two years of hard work, Xie Long might not earn that many mithril coins, but it was a necessary expense. So when he saw some being sold at an industry auction, he had no choice but to buy them, even though it was painful.

This only covers the "living" aspect. In addition, the main expenses are feed and other aspects of raising the animals, which also constitute a continuous and very high expenditure.

Every time the ledger was settled, Killian's lips would twitch.

But what kept him going, despite his extreme selfishness, was the potential for profit compared to that.

He had only been able to train twenty in total, but the fact that he was able to injure a god and escape from a certain death predicament with just three is enough to illustrate this point.

Now that he had seventeen left, he used eight of them in one go, determined to obtain the forest deity.

This time the cost was far greater than before, but he believed it was a necessary sacrifice.

Because the deities in the forest are clearly of a much higher level.

While the methods demonstrated by the gods in the past were impressive, they could never have caused such a significant change to the environment in such a short time!

"Especially since they also possess multiple runes with different properties, unless it's a high-level artifact of considerable importance, a single deity couldn't possibly achieve this!"

Kylian made a very decisive decision.

But despite investing heavily, not a single drop of water was splashed out.

The more he thought about it, the gloomier and uglier his face became.

"You're the closest, right? Go check out the forest and see what's going on."

After another two minutes of silence, he gave up guessing and simply picked up the communication stone, speaking telepathically to three of his trusted pirate confidants.

On Winterfell Island, the expressions of the pirates who had been rehearsing flattery suddenly changed.

"Captain, you can't do this!"

"Those ferocious rabbits inside might not have exploded yet!"

"Can't we ask someone else? We're all on your side!"

An urgent voice kept coming from the other end of the communication stone.

But Kylian remained expressionless and did not retract his decision.

These rune-inscribed communication devices are very convenient and have high strategic value, but they are also very expensive. Even the evil dragon only has a few close confidants who possess them, and they are not widely distributed.

This is a perk that allows some people to take immediate action and reap the benefits at crucial moments; that's what Orin did from the beginning.

However, if an unexpected or unforeseen situation occurs, then as trusted confidants, they must take immediate action.

The three pirates were wary of the ferocious rabbit and dared not go there easily. They wanted to do what they had done before with the "all-out assault" order: after receiving the message, they would notify the others and send the mission out.

But because the ferocious rabbit was so infamous, those who could run away ran far away.

Moreover, they are too scattered, and they really can't find any unlucky people to take over in a short period of time.

Especially since the captain immediately had firsthand information about the invisible zone, he couldn't afford to waste time sending them out, so he had no choice but to let them do it.

It's true that they are favored because they are blood relatives and close confidants.

But in Killian's mind, they were still tools after all, and he wouldn't hold a grudge if he had to discard them when necessary.

After shouting at the communication stone for a long time without any response, the three pirates had to abandon their pointless fantasy.

They looked at each other, and although they hesitated briefly, they were all pirates who had lived on the edge of a knife. Their faces hardened, and they still stepped into the forest.

They knew what the consequences of disobeying orders would be.

They also knew that there weren't many dangerous factors in the forest now, apart from the ferocious rabbits.

After all, not long ago, they had actually charged in and demolished everything they could find!

Only a dozen minutes have passed since they retreated.

Even if it were a god, would they have reshaped the environment and made arrangements accordingly?

No way, it can be that fast!

Having made their decision, they no longer hesitated, and dispersed, rushing into the forest from multiple different directions.

They didn't want to do anything unnecessary; they just wanted to go inside, take a look, and assess the situation.

That's all; it meets the leader's requirements.

Doing any more work is useless and worthless.

With this in mind, they approached the forest.

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters.

90 meters, 80 meters, 50 meters.

call out!

There was an arrow in the middle of a gap in the trees, shooting towards them.

The three pirates drew their swords to slash and parry, but as seasoned veterans on the ship, they immediately noticed something amiss.

The arrow was light and slow, even slower than a heavy arrow.

As it got close to them, it began to fall, seemingly with no intention of hitting anyone.

It appears to pose no threat whatsoever.

But this firing technique, which seemed designed to "prevent excessive impact during launch," felt familiar to the three veterans.

In an instant, the hairs on their bodies stood on end. They turned around and were about to retreat at breakneck speed, disregarding everything else.

but.

late.

Rumble!!!

A sweltering heatwave erupted, spreading out like a storm, with thick smoke rising in the form of mushroom clouds.

The deafening noise and the violent scene came into view of all the pirates on Winterfell.

Although they had retreated far away, they kept a close eye on what was happening in the forest, and planned to rush back if necessary to seize the credit.

As they watched the "white demons" enter the forest, but then remained silent for a long time, they all looked wary and puzzled, wondering what had happened inside.

but.

just now.

The commotion they had anticipated did indeed occur.

But it wasn't in the enemy's forest, but on the outskirts.

It was used to attack them!

How is that possible!

A blast of hot air swept across their faces, and even the sensation of it left them gaping in disbelief.

They were stunned for a long time as they stared at the huge crater revealed after the mushroom cloud dissipated.

And, just as they were stunned.

The once clear sky darkened at a visible speed, with layers of dark clouds gathering densely.

That destructive aura, which seemed capable of tearing the sky apart and shaking the Valkyrie's soul, reappeared.

And this time it didn't disappear in an instant, but rather it was brewing and subtly emanating from within.