Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

Even among the dark elves, Malekith and his companions were nobles of considerable status, and even without titles, they were destined to inherit them sooner or later.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such considerable strength at such a young age, and wouldn't know about things at the level of naval warfare.

That would be a major event that would definitely change the world order, and the opportunities and potential it might contain were unimaginable. Just thinking about it would make these noble children extremely excited.

But it also comes with unimaginable dangers.

Therefore, they arrived at the Ice Sea ahead of time in order to go to Blizzard Island and form an alliance with that person, thereby strengthening their overall combat power and gaining a better chance of profiting in various environments later on.

Although they were young, they were not stupid. They made various preparations in advance, and each of them memorized the map of the entire icy sea.

In their memory, Lindong was just a small, inconspicuous desert island.

When did such a large forest come into existence?

In their view, the small island, less than a few thousand square meters in size, was covered with lush greenery, as if a velvet carpet was being continuously laid outwards, with the tree canopy stretching out in undulating waves.

Each one is a towering tree tens of meters high, crowding each other so much that even the outermost trees grow crookedly, forced to extend diagonally into the sea to seek survival.

"'Reproduction' and 'concealment'?" Several members of the dark elf group asked with strange looks.

As the newly rich in their community, they had a deeper understanding and made this judgment based on the abundant vitality and the vague sense of mystery.

They could even see that the woodland, which should have originally possessed two independent runic powers, had overlapped over time.

Tree species are updated in successive generations. Although it is not like bloodline runes, it is similar and has the characteristics of two types of forests to a certain extent.

Among them, "Reproduction" is not a rare rune. In fact, the Dark Elves once planned to use it in combination with other runes to see if there was a synergistic effect.

The reason I did that was because I obtained a seed from a golden apple tree.

That is one of the most famous sacred trees of the Aesir, guarded by the goddess of youth, Iden, and can only grow in specific environments.

At the level of gods, very few things can work for them, but they can still consume golden apples to maintain their youth. Many elderly heads of powerful families would pay high prices to purchase them in order to prolong their lives.

Consuming it in large quantities can even reverse aging and maintain peak condition forever.

Such a divine object naturally attracts many coveted eyes, and the dark elves are among them.

They obtain seeds through various channels for cultivation, and the corresponding rune used is "reproduction," which is combined with other runes for nurturing.

However, the results were always unsatisfactory, as the runes could not achieve the best synergy and could not promote the effective growth of the seeds.

These are very delicate seeds; they will wither within three or four days after being planted.

The effort and resources invested yielded no results, which was heartbreaking even for the wealthy Dark Elves. After too many failures, they had no choice but to abandon the plan altogether.

Now, however, they are cultivating Warner trees instead of golden apples.

However, the combination of the two runes was so perfect that it allowed the "hidden" woodland to continuously increase in value, eventually transforming the entire island into this state at an extremely fast pace.

"If we had had this technology back then, perhaps cultivating the Golden Apples would have been much easier?" A slender dark elf woman's eyes gleamed.

"Indeed, even some of the older folks in the clan don't seem to have similar methods. After all, their expressions were even more unpleasant than ours back then."

"There's a port over there, shall we go down and take a look?"

"But the one who could create such a place is probably a very powerful deity in Warner, so we need to be careful."

Some people noticed that on the island, which is covered in forest, there is a very conspicuous port shaped like a "U".

The young people looked at each other, their expressions somewhat solemn.

A place based on "concealment," especially at this point in time, is undoubtedly intended to be developed into a military stronghold.

And at least at level two, the Dark Elves possess similar abilities to some extent, namely, which method they use to kill the Giant Pig Island Lord.

But when passing by, one might easily overlook this place and not notice anything amiss.

Even though this is no longer a deserted island, but rather quite conspicuous.

After "reproduction" drives forest growth, the increased internal hiding area enhances the experience of "concealment".

Over time, a level 3 rune might even automatically develop here.

That's already at a level that can threaten ordinary gods, which is a bit terrifying.

"That port looks very suspicious. Are we really going to go down there?"

"We came here to look for opportunities, and if we don't take a look at a place like this, it would go against our original intention."

"Besides, if we don't take the initiative to visit someone powerful, it might cause displeasure, so it's better to go."

After exchanging ideas, the group reached a consensus that their current level of understanding was gradually decreasing.

They weren't fools. They had seen through the island's level when they killed the Giant Pig Island Lord before, so they wouldn't dare to be careless this time.

"Um?"

"What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something there... No, that's impossible. It must be affected by 'concealment,' since something like that wouldn't be here."

"Hmm, I must have misread it."

During the descent, a dark elf woman let out a soft moan, attracting the attention of the others.

But in the end, the other person shook their head to indicate that they were fine, and everyone else looked away.

The dark elf woman muttered to herself, recalling how she had just seen a massive, imposing figure, several meters tall, from one side of the island, hidden by a large grove of trees.

It was an obviously enormous beast, but the bloodline loathed it. How could such a monster be in the territory of the Vanir gods?

So it must be that I was influenced.

Nevertheless, like other dark elves, she did not excessively mobilize her bloodline to resist the influence of the runic power here.

On the one hand, they were afraid of offending the owner of the place, and on the other hand, they did not sense any malice here.

If you had to describe it, it would be similar to the environment of the Gods' Market, but at a lower level. This allows them to "resist," which gives them a certain degree of confidence.

The dark elves were relatively cautious, staying together and not scattering.

The dark elf woman who had just landed on the port street adjusted her mindset and looked around. She then saw a tall figure walking towards her.

Due to the "concealment" effect, the figure was very blurry and could not be seen clearly, but its three or four-meter-tall shape made her pause for a moment.

In particular, the faint sense of madness emanating from him allowed her to immediately determine his bloodline and, consequently, confirm his identity.

Half-blood giant?

Why are there enemies moving around in the territory of the Vanir gods?