Chapter 374: Remnant Treasures and Healing

"What is going on here? Those captives shouldn't have this kind of capability, right?"

Sinuoli frowned. Although the Naggarond Black Guard were said to be quite inferior to the Phoenix Guard, they were still true elites among the long-lived races. Their master-crafted Plate Armor alone was not something an ordinary fellow could break through.

These Elves were selected from the descendants of various families deeply favored by the Witch King. Once chosen, the Black Guards' mothers would be killed on the spot, after which they would be taken to secret camps for specialized training, only emerging after undergoing several rounds of brutal elimination.

"Stay alert, keep moving forward!"

Sinuoli made a decision in an instant. With his current strength, as long as the Witch King and Witch Queen did not suddenly appear, he could say that retreating unscathed was not a problem at all, so there was no need to be hesitant.

"These black bean sprouts again! Their gear isn't half bad!"

In this corridor, there were one or two Black Guards dead every few steps. Passing through the doorway into the hall, the Dwarfs saw traces of battle—it was actually the Dark Elves killing each other!

"This is? A blade wound from the Scarlet Twin Blades!"

Sinuoli squatted down and reached out to trace it. He quickly matched the fatal wound on a fellow's throat to the pair of weapons in Luoxiya's hands.

"There's nothing ahead, but I found a pile of rubble!" Gotrek's deep, annoyed voice rang out.

Sinuoli followed his guidance. In the center of the hall stood an altar, with a large number of stone fragments scattered upon it. The Dwarf King narrowed his eyes; he could feel powerful magical energy remaining on them.

"This is? Lizardmen script. Could this thing have been obtained from Lustria? Perhaps the octopus-face's teleportation ability also came from this source." He pieced it together simply, discerning some clues from the patterns above.

In fact, Sinuoli's guess was correct. Luoxiya Fellheart had once explored Chupayotl, a Temple City that sank to the seabed after the Chaos invasion.

After he led the Blessed Dread to the site, seven hired sorceresses organized a ritual to sacrifice to the Sea God Maselan, allowing the pirates to gain the ability to breathe underwater.

Although the Lizardmen and the Slann who presided over it took the most precious items when they evacuated, what was left in the underwater ruins still allowed Luoxiya to make a fortune.

He used most of his gains to organize a formidable force in Naggarond and Kalongde-Ka'er that dominated the Bagu, but he also kept a few treasures for self-defense and survival. The amulet capable of short-range teleportation was one, and this long-range fixed-point teleportation array disc was another.

"I can't determine the teleportation destination, but based on this residual power, it certainly can't be close. With his main force wiped out, he won't be able to stir up any trouble. Let's just say he's lucky this time!"

Sinuoli made his judgment. It seemed that the deaths of those Black Guards were simply because Fellheart took these "personal guards" arranged by the Witch King with him when he decided not to flee.

"Clean up the battlefield! The black bean sprouts retreated in a panic; there must be plenty of good stuff left behind!"

The Dwarf waved his large hand, and the troops spread out. Based on his clansmen's sensitivity to wealth and treasures, Sinuoli knew they would not disappoint him.

"I still shouldn't underestimate my opponents in the future. I fear that fellows who can reach or even exceed my level of strength won't be lacking in fortuitous encounters and treasures."

Sitting on the ground while piecing together the shattered stone disc, Sinuoli warned himself. No matter which world it is, the experts who can rank in the first tier are the product of a combination of talent, luck, and hard work.

He has fortuitous encounters and treasures, and others likely have them too, perhaps even stronger ones; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to survive and thrive for several millennia to this day. For the enemies he might encounter in the future, he must prepare for a life-and-death struggle against every single one of them.

"Our savior!"

"When we go back to our village, we will set up a longevity tablet for you!"

"Long live the Dwarf King Sinuoli for ten thousand years!"

The Dwarf King's fragment-repairing work was interrupted by the Zhendan captives who swarmed in. They had all seen how this outsider who came from afar had air-dropped in alone after arranging the interception tactics, destroyed the altar to stop the sacrifice, immediately killed the Black Dragon upon returning to the main formation, and then led the charge back to the Black Ark.

"I was merely entrusted by others to fulfill a duty."

Sinuoli waved his hand. Under normal circumstances, he would have had to give an impromptu speech, but now he was truly a bit tired.

"My lord, the Clan Princess's injuries are not light. I have heard you possess the ability to bring the dead back to life; I wonder if you could..."

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Returning to the flagship, before he could find Buluokesen to confirm how the capture of prisoners was going, Jiuniang of the Jade Blood Clan and several Zhendan officers came over.

"That's fine. Gather the wounded, and... and prepare some sacrificial offerings. I will pray to the Ancestor Goddess of my race for blessings."

First venting his killing power, then displaying the power of healing, was like holding a butcher's knife in one hand and prayer beads in the other. The strong contrast could bring people a greater shock.

"This is far more than 'not light'!"

Yin Yin's sprawled body filled the deck of the treasure ship. Compared to her graceful bearing when she defeated the fifth-generation Slann Outelakesi at the Bone Temple, one could barely see any blue on her body now.

One-third of the Dragon's scales had fallen off, and the remaining ones were mostly damaged or showed signs of erosion. There were obvious wounds and bite marks on her waist, abdomen, and claws, making even Sinuoli grit his teeth.

"Merciful Valaya, use your power to heal this warrior from a foreign land!"

The pig, ox, and sheep for the sacrifice arrived quickly. Sinuoli did not waste words and directly activated the ritual. A large amount of green light spots appeared out of thin air and surged toward the Dragon.

"Damn it, there's a cap on single-target healing! But then again, the Ancestor Goddess didn't have the need to heal giant beast units back then; her Authority is still primarily focused on group healing."

Sinuoli opened up the supply of revival points, but the light spots stopped falling after a while. He realized the reason upon reflection; to avoid waste, the wounded of both races were also allowed to bathe in the divine grace.

"Th-thank you!"

The Dragon's huge eyes opened. The small, scattered wounds on her body had healed, and several large wounds had also grown flesh, but the lost scales and blood could no longer be restored by this single ritual.

"Report to the Clan Princess, we are still two days' voyage from Fuzhou; you should just rest well!"

Yang Yanzhang had finally regained consciousness after the treatment. Using the final move of the Coiled Snake Seven Probes, Dragon Repentant, while at the end of his strength, he had forcibly squeezed his potential to complete the burst, which left him with not-insignificant internal injuries.

"Then you two rest well. I shall take my leave and return; I still have some official business to attend to."

Sinuoli was already itching to get back. He said a few polite words and hurried back. Buluokesen was his first follower, and he was very reassured by his work.

"You want to interrogate them already? Your Majesty, won't you take a rest?"

The Engineering Master asked considerately.

"Ahem! As the chosen one of the Ancestor Gods, as long as the black bean sprouts are not eradicated for a day, my heart will not be at peace for a day!"