Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

Although Neil has a cheat, he needs the power of faith to use it fully, which is too difficult for a mortal like him.

Unless you kill a Heroic Spirit, it's extremely difficult to find in such a remote place.

He waited so long and only one came to his trap; once he raised it, it was inconvenient to kill it.

Without faith, he could only build level one rune structures. Although there were powerful runes, that would limit his potential.

Even if he could continue to collect more level 1 runes, the improvement in his strength against the enemy would be very limited.

Besides, his territory is only so big and can't accommodate too many buildings, so after thinking it over, it's best to solve the core problem as soon as possible.

Upon hearing the words of the Lord of Winter, Ella was taken aback, her beautiful eyes fixed on the island ahead, her expression somewhat strange.

As someone who possesses so many runes, how does he collect faith?

Especially since there are multiple level-two runes on the island, this shouldn't be the case.

But then Ella realized that he was just trying to save face.

"As a superior being, being suddenly targeted would indeed cause resentment, but I am, after all, the incarnation of the Warner God, and he wouldn't dare to offend me casually."

So I casually asked for something simple, intending to let it go.

Ella believed her judgment was correct.

Judging from the fact that the other party doesn't want to provoke the Warners, they should also be a Warner god.

But thinking back to how she had been fooled before, she couldn't help but ponder more deeply: Could this be what he wanted me to think?

There's a trap within a trap; this Lord of Winter is far more powerful than I imagined.

Her beautiful eyes darted around, and after only a few seconds of thought, Ella smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, this apology is appropriate."

Before Neil could say anything more, she had already taken out a crystal, traced a few lines on it with her fingertips, and then infused it with wisps of faith.

What she wrote on it was not a complete rune, but could only carry a small amount of information. After she finished, she flicked her jade finger, and the crystal immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Winterfell Island.

Caught between the two, Jormungandr sensed the special aura emanating from the flowing light. As if seeing a delicious meal, his body reacted instinctively, and his beastly eyes revealed a desire.

If it wants to upgrade, it naturally needs faith.

However, as a beast, it has almost no ability to collect faith, so if it wants to level up, it can only rely on enduring hardship.

Its mouth was wide open, but after thinking about it, it hesitated and didn't dare to intercept it.

On the one hand, it can't beat either side, and even if it intercepts them, it can't take them away.

On the other hand, it had already attached itself to Neil, and with Winterfell on its side, it could level up faster than other beasts. With an alternative, it was no longer so eager.

If the position becomes stronger, it can also benefit from it.

As the streaks of light hurtled closer, Ella's eyes gleamed with anticipation. She knew that if the other side wanted to take it, they would have to make a move, and she wanted to see how they would do it.

The moment they arrived, an arrow tower fired, and the runic net on it exploded and closed in, capturing the Flowing Light.

Then, the fragmented soul, cloaked in chaos, emerged from it, touched the crystal, hid in the "hidden" forest, and only then opened it to examine it.

Ella: "..."

This disguise is a little too cautious.

Of course, Neil didn't care what the other party thought. Through the intermediary, he quickly learned about several ways to obtain faith.

In the special space, his expression immediately brightened with joy.

But as he looked at it, his expression suddenly froze, and after going through it again, his brows gradually furrowed.

"Why do gods obtain faith in this way...?"

"How am I supposed to use this?"

Neil whispered, a sense of rejection rising within him.

But it was still a usable method, and there was no harm in learning this knowledge. So, in silence, he memorized it and put the crystal away.

"Tell me about the second trial, how will it proceed?"

A chaotic, overlapping voice asked Freya's avatar.

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Snow Island, Glacier Kingdom, in the palace.

"Your Excellency, Your Lordship, this is the situation."

"If I'm not mistaken, the one who's bewitching us is probably an incarnation of Freya, the chief god of Warner."

"We never expected such a terrifying being to descend upon us. This... our hearts were not steadfast enough. We hope that the Lord will punish us."

The giant dressed as a wizard knelt on the ground, appearing quite uneasy and very guilty.

The same expression was shared by a newly promoted baron next to him, the heroic captain who had just been granted amnesty.

Upon hearing the wizard's offer to be punished, the captain turned pale and hurriedly said that it was not his fault, but that the being was too powerful. He had no idea that the wizard's words were a tactic of feigning retreat.

Sure enough, not long after he spoke, a cold snort came from the throne, and an immense and terrifying pressure descended, directly blasting him until he spat blood from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground.

The wizard smiled bitterly at the sight, cursing the fool in his heart, but still knelt down without making any reaction.

Behind them, the dozens of ministers who had also been bewitched and who made up almost the entire upper echelons of the Ice River Kingdom were shivering and remained silent.

"Forget it, even if I beat you all up, it won't change anything. On the contrary, it will weaken the country's strength. When the naval war comes, I will be the one who suffers."

Colin's face darkened, but he still lowered his hand with a cold snort and did not continue to punish him.

He looked around at all his subjects, and although he was angry, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive about the authority of the supreme god.

These guys were, after all, strong individuals whom I had carefully selected, yet they were all bewitched for so long, only recently regaining some of their senses.

During this period, their territory suffered very serious damage, to the point that it could shake the foundations of the country. Even the most timid and cautious ministers disguised themselves, fearing that they might expose their most beloved goddess.

You should know that he was one of his most trusted subordinates. They had shared drinks together, and during the deep-sea battle, they even entrusted each other with the care of their wives and daughters after their deaths!

"Have you undergone the trials of the Holy Spirit Temple?"

"The territory was destroyed because we didn't pass the second level?"

After listening to their explanation, I took a deep breath and gradually calmed down before asking again to confirm.

Seeing them nod and continue to argue, Colin roughly understood what was going on.

The Holy Spirit Temple has three trials. The first is the temptation of power. Only those with firm minds are qualified to become warriors under its command; otherwise, they are just puppets that can be sent to be cannon fodder at will.

It was obvious that none of his subordinates had passed.

Normally, the second stage wouldn't be necessary, but with Odin's naval war imminent, Freya urgently needs troops.

Moreover, they were a kingdom of giants, and considering the need to reduce the enemy's strength, the goddess was not so stubborn as to continue opening the gates, which led to the tragic events that occurred in her territory.

Thinking back to that constant, echoing roar, even now, these giants, who are either Heroic Spirits or purebloods, still look wary and feel lingering fear.

"I never expected that person to be so ruthless."

"They actually kept so many ferocious rabbits..."