Chapter 58: Forgotten History

Ryan watched the giant wolf's blood basin grow bigger and bigger in his field of vision, but he didn't dodge raising his right hand and throwing the thing in his hand into the giant wolf's throat. At the same time, the whole person threw himself to the left in an extremely embarrassed manner.

The giant wolf bit into the air, and the upper and lower teeth collided with a loud knocking sound. It looked sideways at his target with its right eye, and saw that the human was now lying on the ground, biting him with a single tilt of its head.

But instead of a panicked look on the man's face, a strange smile appeared. The giant wolf was just about to bite the man to death, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, and a huge opening appeared on his chest, and all his strength seemed to flow down this opening.

It couldn't hold on any longer and lay on the ground. And the man got up, pried open the wolf's mouth with a sword, and threw something into it.

At this final moment, the wolf's chaotic sanity, which had been in a state since it had awakened, finally came to its senses, and it remembered as if it had once been a human. At this time, the thing in its mouth also exploded, and its eyes went black, and it completely lost consciousness.

After seeing that half of the wolf's head had been blown off and completely dead, Ryan finally let out a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. Then he threw the corroded and pitted sword far away.

He had just taken the risk of throwing a jar full of sunlight crystals and cherry bombs into the throat of the giant wolf, actually betting that the defenses inside the giant wolf were not as strong as those outside. He won the bet, and as the wolf swallowed the jar, the jar exploded in its esophagus and exploded in its chest. This was even better than Ryan expected, directly paralyzing the giant wolf.

Ryan then chose to use the last jar to mend the knife and completely destroy the monster.

Fortunately, everything went well, and now there are less than 100 sunshine crystals in Ryan's hands. If you hesitate for a while, you will definitely fall into a situation where you will run out of ammunition and food. If you hesitate, you will lose.

But how do you get out of this strange place?" Ryan sat on the side and began to think about it, the blood-colored mist that shrouded the sky slowly cleared, and the sun shone down.

Ryan turned his head to look around, and found that the environment around him was slowly starting to come alive, no longer the oppressive feeling he had when he was shrouded in blood-colored mist. But the carcass of the giant wolf was transformed by the sunlight.

Fragments rose from the giant wolf's corpse, and then under the sunlight, they turned into golden points of light and scattered into the surrounding environment. The giant wolf's corpse slowly disappeared.

Such a big trophy is gone?Ryan felt a little pain in his flesh, and he walked over to the corpse of the giant wolf to observe how the thing had disappeared.

He found that the wolf's corpse melted as quickly as snow in the sun, and even if he risked a handful of wolf hairs, the wolf hairs quickly turned into bits of golden light and burrowed through the cracks in his palms. To make matters worse, these things don't fit into any space gear at all.

"It's just a dream, and it won't let me enjoy the thrill of getting a baby in my dream. Ryan thought in pieces, not realizing that there was a little blood-colored light in the heart of the giant wolf that did not disappear in the sunlight, but gradually turned into gold, looking like an eyeball.

When the thing finally turned golden, it flew towards Ryan with a whoosh. Ryan only felt a chill in the back of his head, and a ball of golden light exploded in his mind. He then finds himself a spectator, observing the life of an ancient Viking wizard in the third person.

This Viking wizard lived more than a thousand years ago and was one of the first humans to set foot in Iceland. At that time, wizards still lived with ordinary people, acting as leaders and protectors of ordinary people. Because in those wild times, the distribution of magical creatures was much wider than it is now, and some would have posed a danger to all humans. To a strange place, it would be difficult for humans to gain a foothold in a harsh environment without wizards.

In such a vicious environment, survival is the most important thing, and it is no longer the focus on how to survive, so there was not much conflict between ordinary people and wizards at that time.

In the beginning, the Viking wizard soothed nature and softened its relationship with the local magical creatures through a series of natural magic. The first altar on the island was also built at that time, and it is said to be an altar, but it is actually something similar to the Mage Tower. Allows the wizard to perform ritual magic on it and amplify the effects of the spell.

Thirty years have passed since this life of harmony with the surrounding nature. In these thirty years, the Viking wizard has also changed from a young man to an old man with gray temples.

As a result of these 30 years, the population of the tribe has doubled, which has also increased the demand for resources. There are also more and more conflicts between humans and magical creatures, even to the point of breaking out into war.

Even though the wizard and his apprentices have repeatedly reconciled their relationship, the fragile ecology of the local area has destroyed these efforts. In the aftermath of a sudden snowstorm, scarce resources lead to large-scale conflicts.

Under the magical attack of magical creatures, the human race, which lacks a legal profession, is losing ground one after another. After seeing the deaths of his acquaintances, the Viking wizard chose to abandon the natural balance and fight back.

He used the magic that soothed the undead to summon resentful spirits, and the blood, flesh, and bone magic used to heal diseases to strengthen his people and awaken corpses.

At first, the Viking wizard remained at peace, only summoning the undead who were willing to fight for him, and strengthening the people who volunteered to die.

But as the war between the two sides gradually escalated, the blood of the clansmen made him paranoia step by step. At first, it was just a matter of restraining some undead who did not want to serve and throwing them into battle, and later even large-scale use of sacrificial magic in order to gain vitality, not only captives and animals, but also the old and weak women and children in the tribe who were not capable of fighting.

The Viking wizard sometimes wondered if he was doing the right thing, but the brutal war and the surging power distorted his mind, and he transformed into a wizard of supreme power.

Despite all the efforts of the Viking wizard, there were still too few humans in Iceland at the time. The magical creatures have an absolute advantage, and the human front is still shrinking day by day.

Eventually, the entire population of Iceland was forced to retreat from the western coastal plains to the mountains of the central part of the country. Abandoned the abundant fishing grounds and fertile land, and took advantage of the mountainous terrain to survive.

After another winter, there were less than a hundred humans left with little food and clothing, and it was clear that they could no longer fight. But they are already surrounded by most of the magical creatures in Iceland, and in this desperate situation, they make a bold decision, even if they all die, drag all the magical creatures on this island to hell together.