Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

Slud looked surprised and also looked up, meeting Neil's gaze in the same direction.

With the change of leadership in the pirate crew, the Evil Dragon's offensive deployment became more sophisticated. However, this also made it easier to analyze and predict, and by the time of the third raid, Slud had already figured out the pattern.

Now is the perfect time. Even without looking up, Slud can tell what the other party is doing and from which directions they will attack.

But she still showed a strange expression because Neil was also able to notice.

After all, the other party is just a mortal, and has limitations in many aspects of their senses.

Furthermore, there was no analysis based on previous experience of the positions being attacked.

"Is it that spirit mirror?" After a moment's thought, Slud's pretty face suddenly realized, and she asked.

Seeing Neil nod, she looked at him with a strange expression, thinking to herself that Neil had indeed made the right choice with that artifact, it was even a perfect fit.

The third treasure Neil acquired was a mirror.

Its surface is as smooth as ice and emits a faint silver glow. The edges have cloud-like patterns and exude an aura of power. It is a true divine artifact.

To be honest, just like a mother doesn't recommend that her child possess items that are too adult-like, Slud actually doesn't really want Neil to have a divine artifact.

Because the artifacts are so powerful, they can exert tremendous force even if they are not possessed by gods, and as a mortal, Neil does not have the divine power to unleash their true power.

If such a mythical being were to discover it, the treasure would be snatched away immediately, along with the comment, "Why is my artifact in your hands?" and Neil would be eliminated in the process.

Neil shared the same view, so when he was in the market, he also focused on things that could expand his territory.

They tend to favor heroic spirits and gods, while deliberately ignoring anything that can enhance their personal combat power.

But this spiritual realm is different.

It can connect with the soul, deepening the bond between the user and the rune, thus achieving a more flexible and effective execution.

This ability isn't particularly strong; many artifacts have similar or even superior effects.

Moreover, the dishes can be practiced more, making this function rather useless. Without being able to directly enhance its power, this spirit mirror has been sitting on that stall for a long time, and no matter how cunning the merchant is, he can't sell it.

But when Neil heard about this feature, he was genuinely intrigued. After lingering in front of the stall for a while, he asked to inspect the goods.

The moment they made contact, their spirits were suddenly jolted, and their consciousness instantly leaped from the special space to Winterfell Island, where they could see the scene through the runes in the buildings.

At that moment, Nieton immediately understood that this artifact was indeed perfectly suited to him.

Because it makes NieR's cheats even more overpowered!

"Previously, although I could communicate and manipulate the building, I couldn't actually determine the building's condition."

"Even when facing the enemy, because I can't see that far, I'm relatively 'blind' and have to rely on Slud to help me calibrate before I can shoot with confidence."

"But with this magic mirror, everything is different."

Neil's eyes flashed as he stared in the direction the enemy was coming from.

Although the area hasn't been expanded yet, there are still several pit traps.

Even if the "concealment" on top is broken, the two layers below are still intact, and Neil uses the runes within them to detect enemy activity.

Taking a deep breath, before the enemy had fully arrived, she had Slud hold her and quickly retreated back to their forest dwelling.

About two or three minutes later, several Viking-style pirates wearing horned helmets arrived at the location.

Just as they were about to continue their assault, one of them sensed something was wrong and whispered a warning.

"Stop, something seems wrong."

"When we came here before, did we get into the forest this quickly?"

A square-faced pirate raised his hand, and the others paused in their tracks. Some of them looked resentful, but they all had to obey and stop.

Among these obedient pirates were the captain's blood relatives and confidants.

However, apart from the Heroic Spirit level experts, the person in charge of on-site command was arranged by the First Mate.

Although obeying orders from someone who had previously looked down on them was unpleasant, it was the captain's personal instruction, and they dared not disobey.

This somewhat disrupted the ship's power structure, but the captain wanted to deal with everything as quickly as possible after the thunderstorm.

It was now completely night, and given that they had evacuated quite far earlier, they were unable to analyze the distance or situation in detail.

But after the square-faced pirate pointed it out, they also realized something was wrong; they had indeed arrived at the forest a little too early.

They looked around, and although it was difficult to see clearly because of the darkness, they could still notice that the trees around them were thicker and larger than before.

Even if you swing an axe at it, it will only embed itself in the surface and cannot be cut off directly as before.

This made the pirates serious.

"That goddess of Aesir, she rebuilt the western side of the forest?"

"How could she do that with injuries like that?"

"Could there be something strange about these trees? Even if there isn't, the restoration of the environment alone is dangerous for us."

These pirates were all very arrogant and ruthless, but now they all felt the pressure.

The forest's concealment and deception were too strong; they had suffered losses there before, with several crew members perishing in it.

Although they managed to break through and advance the battle line later, it was only because of their numerical advantage that they were able to do so, and several more died in the process.

Nobody wants to be the one sacrificed, especially since they are only weakening the enemy's fighting strength while the main force is still resting and recuperating in the rear.

After hesitating for a moment, they still chose to move forward.

After all, there had been precedents, and disobeying the captain could be fatal; the price was simply too high.

"Moreover, we have figured out the attack patterns of the enemy's buildings. There are only a few types. If we prepare in advance, we can still defend against them."

"The advantage is on our side!"

Thinking this way, they felt much more confident.

Until the sound of arrows cutting through the air was heard, a large number of arrows flew in.

call out!call out!call out!

boom! boom! boom!

Several pirates simultaneously raised their arms, using their round shields to block the arrows.

Although the "sharp" arrows had been weakened by the previous sweep, they still channeled their inner power to strengthen their defenses as a precaution.

With this precaution, all the arrows were blocked, and the pirates, no longer hearing the sound of arrows cutting through the air, relaxed slightly and prepared to advance again.

Unexpectedly, the sound of "scorching" echoed from the shield, growing louder and louder, as a powerful heat wave spread and swept across the area.

Black flames were attached to it!

Several pirates' pupils contracted, not understanding why the iron shields were behaving this way, but they still decisively swung them away to avoid being affected by the unknown phenomenon.

But it was too late; some sparks had already landed on his arm and were burning upwards.

No matter how much they struggled and thrashed at it, the black flames clung to it as if they would never go out.

The pirates' faces contorted in agony, and they screamed in agony, but there was nothing they could do.

"Help! Quickly, help me put out this black fire!"

With death looming, even blood relatives and close confidants disregarded propriety and cried out for help to the heroic spirits in the heavens.