Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

A person typically has only one bloodline rune. Even if they master a large number of runes that they can use, only one will exist within their bloodline.

This is an ironclad rule that even gods must abide by; otherwise, the collision of multiple runes at the lowest level of life will inevitably cause repulsion, leading to uncontrolled tearing and collapse.

The only thing in Jormungandr's bloodline is "healing".

Before it enters the country, it will only be provided with a single healing ability, without any specialization.

However, as one advances to the Heroic Spirit level, although there is no increase in bloodline abilities, the higher level of intelligence development allows the impulses of bloodline instincts to be suppressed to a certain extent by reason.

The impulse of its blood makes it want to constantly "level up," and it will feel pleasure if it rushes forward and charges hard.

But reason tells it not to, because too much rinsing will still lead to exhaustion, and bad things will inevitably happen.

Bloodlines grant power, but an excessively strong instinct can also be terrifying.

Once, when a male and female god were doing *that* in the grass on the island, it jumped out and shouted.

If it hadn't been quick-witted enough to throw the scattered clothes into the sea to distract it, it would have been killed on the spot...

In short, before meeting Neil, Jormungandr had already gained various "experiences" because of his bloodline.

And because of an opportunity, "experience" was integrated. Although it was not imprinted into his blood, some runes were condensed and learned over time.

"Perception" is also the origin of its powerful, wild intuition.

Upon sensing the terrifying aura of the distant ships, the mighty sea serpent shuddered and for a moment considered fleeing.

But after hesitating for a moment, I still didn't choose to do it.

On the one hand, it did not sense any malice in that life force; in fact, it seemed to have a slight positive tendency, though not obvious.

On the other hand, Winterfell is such a wonderful place that it might be hard to find again in the future.

You can level up there, and they provide food and lodging, and the food is pretty good too.

Where can you find such a safe haven in the bloody and treacherous Nordic world?

What's more, it was struck by lightning recently, and its "perception" tells it that if it doesn't quickly become stronger or find a powerful backer, it might not have another chance.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The giant snake turned around and hissed and roared towards the island, warning that someone was approaching.

But after shouting for a long time without any response, it immediately remembered that late at night, even when it wanted to eat a midnight snack, it would shout for a long time without getting a reply, just like now.

It noticed this before officially moving in, and driven by its bloodline, it climbed ashore to check, but there were some defensive traps in the forest.

Once triggered, it immediately awakens the mastermind behind it, unleashing a barrage of attacks. It almost got itself killed.

Although they are now on the same team, Jormungandr still doesn't really want to take the risk.

After hesitating and struggling for a long time with an anthropomorphic expression, the beast's eyes finally revealed determination. With a roar, it swam towards the ship.

It must fulfill the duties of a watchdog snake.

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In the wooden cabin of Winterfell, Neil's eyes opened and closed, his soul and spirit having returned.

"As expected, things didn't go smoothly."

"As expected, without solving the 'visual' problem, it's difficult to obtain complete, or even accurate, information in the market."

He sighed deeply, looking at the white mist that was clearly visible in the low-temperature environment, feeling somewhat helpless.

Just like the first time, he was looked down upon by many figures in the market because his soul form was too weak.

After all, those who can go there are either gods or races that have reached the level of gods. It's like a beggar barging into a noble gathering; he stands out like a chicken among cranes and can't fit into that circle at all.

He tried, but even if he wasn't there to buy anything, just approaching to ask for information would get him waved away with a "go away, go away" gesture.

After destroying the evil dragon, he has "logged in" several times, and in more than one market.

But even the simplest and most basic goals I set for myself haven't been achieved yet.

"Although it wasn't entirely fruitless, at least now I know that some divine families that are closer to the Nine Seas are ready to enter certain sea areas at any time, and the Ice Sea is one of them."

"However, the specific families involved, the number of families, and the timing... these are relatively confidential information, and unless we resolve our own problems, we really can't find out."

Neil felt helpless thinking about how his female colleague would whisper as soon as he approached during their face-to-face conversations.

After a moment of contemplation, Neil nodded and examined the panel, his eyes flickering slightly.

Name: Neil

Race: Mortal

[Level: 0]

Attack Power: 0

[Equipment: Spirit Mirror]

[Faith Points: 27]

[Resource: 7038]

[Blueprint: wooden houses, farmland, arrow towers, fishing nets, pits, fishponds, and tombstones]

[Runes: Lightning Lv1, Reproduction Lv1, Split Lv1, Armor Lv1, Treasure Hunt Lv1, Explosion Lv1, Dragonfire Lv1, Rain Call Lv1, Sacrifice Lv2, Concealment Lv2, Sharpness Lv2, Frenzy Lv2]

"There are methods... well, there are some."

"However, for me, it requires taking some risks."

Looking at the information on the panel such as "Spirit Mirror", "Stone Tablet", and "Split", Neil nodded and continued to analyze the feasibility.

The stele is the basic form of the sacrificial stele. On its own, it is unremarkable, and the Valkyrie's workmanship is very rough, and it doesn't look very good.

However, since it was crafted using divine techniques, the power of the runes can be flexibly utilized.

While other buildings can also host runes, their orientation will change to some extent depending on the building's characteristics.

If you inscribe "split" and extract a portion of your spiritual power, you can create a split soul.

Then, by using the spirit mirror to manipulate the properties of the runes and gather a certain amount of power from various buildings, just as clothes make the man and a saddle makes the divided soul appear somewhat imposing.

Although, compared to a naturally noble and powerful soul, this method of mixing multiple runes, even if they do not conflict with each other, will make the "clothes" look very bulky and messy.

To be specific, he was a nouveau riche wearing a haphazardly pieced-together outfit made from expensive materials.

It looks tacky and low-class.

However, it did demonstrate a certain level of ability, qualifying them to enter the sights of gods.

Neil had actually been thinking about this method for some time.

But he hesitated and didn't dare to make it immediately.

This is because even if "Splitting" is only level one and doesn't require much, "Monument" does require faith points.

Aside from resource points, it requires 20 faith points, and currently he can only craft it once.

Moreover, as the soul is an important part of life, even separating a portion of one's spirit carries risks.

Spirits and gods are fine, but it's a bit difficult to deal with a mere mortal like myself, who is as weak as a lump of coal.

"The potential returns are huge, but the risks are also high. The lack of trial-and-error costs and the fact that it's a 'blue ocean' no one has tried before makes it tough..."

Neil hesitated, unable to make up his mind.

If Slud were still alive, even if she hadn't tried it, with her higher level of knowledge, she could still make some plans and predictions for him.

As he continued to ponder this, on the other side, Jormungandr swam and approached the ship.