Chapter 52: Divine Miracle (Originally planned as an extra update)

Brother Sinuoli had long anticipated that their father would come in person to witness this impending miracle, so over these past three days, he had made simple modifications to the outpost's conference room to accommodate the Throne of Power.

All the high-ranking Dwarfs from various strongholds had gathered here to await their High King.

Since this was not an expedition to settle a Grudge, Thorgrim did not carry weapons or the Great Book of Grudges. He only wore the Karaz Dragon Crown upon his head.

"You have done well! You possess courage and have demonstrated a certain degree of strategy!" After briefly praising Grom, he turned his attention to Sinuoli, the protagonist of this event.

"It is certain that the Mother Goddess is about to bestow divine grace, is it not?" Thorgrim asked the question he cared about most, which was also the concern of everyone present.

"I swear upon my honor and my beard, the Ancestor Goddess has notified me that she will descend to bestow divine grace early tomorrow morning to cleanse the corruption suffered by Karak-Varn!"

Although they had already learned of this news in letters, when the words were spoken with resonance by Sinuoli, every Dwarf cheered.

In the Dark Age that had lasted for thousands of years, having lost the protection of the Ancestor Gods, the Dwarfs had lived too difficult a life; they had been forced to use their flesh and blood and technology to resist all kinds of supernatural adversaries.

"Yushou Popo has also come. If you have any uncertainties regarding the ritual, you may consult her; she has over a hundred years of experience in presiding over sacrifices to the Mother Goddess. Do not let the Mother Goddess feel you are disrespectful, and do not appear insufficiently solemn before your clansmen!"

Thorgrim gave Sinuoli a few instructions before letting him go to prepare for tomorrow morning's ceremony on his own; he still had much to discuss with the two Dwarf lords.

Sinuoli walked out of the room and saw that several clan elders he had met not long ago had all arrived here.

"Krag Master has also come!" Tiezhuoshugong walked up and whispered into Sinuoli's ear.

Sinuoli nodded, but he would not go to find this stubborn old Dwarf now; for a Master more obstinate than meteor iron, nothing would be of use without seeing the miracle with his own eyes.

"Did the Mother Goddess tell you the correct ritual to pray to her?" The one who followed up with this question was Yushou Nainai.

The news of the Mother Goddess reappearing to bestow divine grace was extremely exhilarating for all Dwarfs, with the sole exception of her.

Having served as a chief priestess for over a hundred years without receiving a response, she had originally concluded that the Mother Goddess had long since departed. After all, her predecessors of several generations had also never heard a divine oracle.

But when the Mother Goddess manifested a miracle for Sinuoli and delivered a divine oracle, Yushou Popo's self-comforting explanation collapsed. Was the ritual wrong, was she not pious enough, or was the Mother Goddess dissatisfied with the offerings?

Looking at this female elder before him who was clearly troubled by anxiety and had failed to rest well, Sinuoli did not know how to respond.

"Next time, next time the Mother Goddess conveys an oracle to me, I will ask for you!" Sinuoli could not be honest with her and could only use this to soothe her for now.

Greeting the enthusiastic clansmen along the way one by one, it took Sinuoli half a day to return to his room.

"Cousin, I have drafted the sacrificial text for you, following the customs of the Ancestor era; take a look and revise it!" Balin said, handing over a scroll.

Sinuoli glanced at it briefly; as an advisor personally arranged by the High King, Balin's writing was quite good.

He used elegant language to briefly state the process by which the Grom brothers had retaken Shanbao, described the future vision for the development of Karak-Varn, and finally expressed gratitude for the Mother Goddess's generous bestowal of divine grace.

Sinuoli nodded with satisfaction, though he still offered a minor suggestion for revision. This was because Balin attached great importance to this creation and the wording was very solemn.

But Sinuoli knew that if everything went normally, Balin would have many more opportunities to write such articles in the future; if he used up all the grand language this time, it would be difficult to handle higher-standard rituals later.

After sending Balin away, Sinuoli lay on the bed. Tomorrow would be the second key node since his transmigration; if becoming a Rune Master last time was like attaching wings to him, then this time was equivalent to installing an engine.

Sinuoli closed his eyes; he needed to rest early to show his best spirit and energy!

Early the next morning, Sinuoli put on his formal ceremonial robes, took the sacrificial text that Balin had revised and left on the table, and walked out of the room after washing up.

Two attendants from Karaz-a-Karak groomed his beard and hung several precious ornaments on him, then placed a magnificent crown upon his head.

Amidst the cheering of all the observers lining the path, Sinuoli walked out of the outpost gate and began to climb the mountain road leading to Shanbao.

The traces of the bloody battle from a few days ago had been mostly cleared away; the ground was no longer covered in bloodstains but in marks scorched by fire.

Sinuoli did not walk particularly fast; feeling the scorching, tangible gazes of the Dwarfs behind him, he took a deep breath.

Arriving at the altar, Sinuoli saw that two small lambs had already been slaughtered and cleaned.

Sinuoli turned to face his compatriots down the mountain; while unfolding the scroll to recite the sacrificial text, he opened the system in his mind.

"... Praise the great Mother Goddess!" After finishing the sacrificial text, Sinuoli brushed his left hand, and the triggered Rune fireball ignited the carcasses of the lambs. Amidst the flames, Sinuoli selected the Intermediate Valaya Ritual and designated the range to be the Shanbao behind him.

With a crisp sound, Sinuoli's revival points were reduced to a single digit, and a sheet of green light bloomed from the inside out within the mountain fortress.

As the green light spread, all kinds of Chaos residues in the city of Karak-Varn were swept away, the surrounding land regained its vitality, and Sinuoli felt the air itself seem to become fresh all at once!

Even though they had been mentally prepared, the clansmen still let out exclamations like a landslide and tsunami upon witnessing this miracle with their own eyes.

At this moment, from the most stubborn Living Ancestor to the Little Beard who least respected tradition, no one doubted the authenticity of the return of the Ancestor Gods anymore.

Tears of excitement welled up in the eyes of many Dwarfs, as if the scroll of the Golden Age was unfolding before them once again.

In those days, under the leadership of the Ancestor Gods, the Dwarfs drove away Dragons, developed the Qunshan, built one mountain fortress after another, mined endless wealth, and forged legendary Artifacts...

Sinuoli bowed deeply and spread his arms to signal that the sacrifice had ended. As he walked down the mountain, the cries of "Chosen of the Goddess!" were incessant.

Sinuoli walked while paying attention to the changes in the revival points in the system; seeing the points climbing rapidly, he felt genuinely happy!

Originally, the Dwarfs were accustomed to holding banquets at night, but this time, special arrangements were made. Although it was early morning with the sky just beginning to brighten, the cooks began to prepare a large amount of delicious food, and barrel after barrel of beer was passed up.

Thanks to Xiao Xiao De Ren Da Da De for the tip and monthly ticket, Jin Zhen Gu Pai Huang Gua, Watch Hero League 233 for the tip, Chu Yin Fen Si, 2000 Nian De Mi Mi, sturbanus, and Hei Se De Hun Dun Shi Tu for the monthly tickets.

Thanks to the enthusiastic book friends; I will add another chapter tonight, performing a four-chapter day for you all.