Chapter 87: Twilight Sisters

Looking at the Falcon Riders filling the sky, the Wood Elf powerhouses—some riding giant eagles, others being Waystalkers or Woodland Lords—and the highly oppressive Forest Dragon, the Humans and Dwarfs in the ruins of the auction house dared not move.

They were held at arrow-point, and many were not even wearing armor; if that pair of sisters gave the order, at least half of them would have to go report to the gods they worshipped.

"Let's go, sister. If we stay a while longer, the beards' army will arrive, and we have more cunning adversaries; the precious strength of the Asrai should not be wasted here!" a lively and gentle voice rang out in the sky.

Hearing this, the people below all breathed a sigh of relief; Snorri guessed this was Naestra, who represented the gentle side of nature.

At the same time, Snorri faintly felt the ground beneath his feet trembling slightly; he believed this was the garrison of Haojiaobao reacting, a resonance caused by countless iron boots stepping on the ground in unison.

Presumably standing high and seeing far, having noticed the arrival of the Dwarf troops, the Wood Elves began to adjust their formation to prepare for withdrawal.

"Leave them a parting gift! Let these short-lived wretches learn a lesson!" the cold, sharp voice rang through the night sky once again.

"Kurnous volley!" Following a sharp shout, a "Boom!" sounded as if hundreds of bowstrings were released as one, and a rain of arrows poured down from the sky!

Captain Gelunsen held the middle of his long hammer with both hands, spinning it like a windmill to easily deflect the sporadic arrows shooting toward Snorri.

Snorri and his party were unharmed, but the Humans and Dwarfs in the field were not so lucky; amidst the wailing, the Wood Elf air force departed leisurely.

"Quick, I am the Chosen of the Goddess, Snorri Thorsson. Those who can move, follow me to save the wounded!" Snorri's voice rang out.

Dozens of people stood up; they had still been wearing armor when they came to attend the auction, and by covering their heads with their hands, they had only suffered some abrasions in the wave of arrows, but many more still lay on the ground twitching.

Every Elf is a natural marksman, let alone these elite air force warriors; they could accurately hit equally fast-moving opponents while riding on rapidly flying mounts.

Hitting a moving target while moving is no problem, but hovering in the air to hit a stationary target lying on the ground is truly just target practice!

Snorri was stunned; this was the first time since he transmigrated that he had seen such a tragic scene, and although he knew there would be even bloodier scenes in the future, he still found it hard to accept.

Snorri unhesitatingly poured all his Revival Points into the healing option of the Valaya Ritual; these points came from his contributions along the way to spreading the faith in the Mother Goddess.

He could not yet bear to watch his current kin and former kin lose their lives when he had the ability to change it.

Lord Alike-Lufusen was carried by two Shieldbearers, and what he and his troops saw upon entering the chamber of commerce was a sky full of pale green light spots.

The wounds of the heavily injured were brought under control, and the lightly injured had their bleeding stopped and healed directly under the effect of divine grace.

"The Ancestor Goddess is above!" Witnessing such a miracle with their own eyes, many Dwarfs of the Black Mountains shed tears of joy.

Compared to their kin living in the World's Edge Mountains, the time they spent bathed in the grace of the Ancestor Gods was much shorter.

These Dwarfs strengthened their faith and brought new Revival Points, and Snorri decisively increased the intensity of the infusion until the points were exhausted.

"I, Alike-Lufusen, King of the Black Mountains, Lord of Karak-Hern! Under the witness of the Mother Goddess, in the name of the past kings of Karak-Hern, I swear that the grudge of the pointy-ears in the forest attacking the chamber of commerce, harming our kin, and plundering wealth shall be settled!"

He widened his eyes, used his Battle Axe to cut his finger, and while using his own blood to write in the fortress's Book of Grudges, he recited loudly word by word!

After arranging the treatment and related aftermath for the wounded, Alike's Shieldbearers crouched down, and he jumped from the Shield to the ground.

Shieldbearers are powerful warriors carefully selected to serve Dwarf lords; they lift their Shields to form a combat platform.

This style is more common in the Qunshan to the east, because the mountain roads here are rugged and heavy objects are difficult to transport, so a platform that can be assembled at any time is more convenient.

In contrast, lords and Clan Chiefs in the World's Edge Mountains prefer to fight standing on an Oath Stone, which is a stone engraved with Runes, recording the glory of a clan or the lineage and major events of a lord.

This kind of stone is a symbol of their home and a mark of self-presentation for a Dwarf Karaks.

As the saying goes, standing high allows one to see far; standing on an artificially created height allows a Dwarf lord to better observe the battle situation and command operations, and it also allows warriors to see their lord, boosting morale and firming confidence.

For powerful Dwarf lords, this also makes it convenient for them to duel with enemy lords, avoiding being at a disadvantage due to lack of height.

These platforms first appeared in the southern Dwarf Karaks and later spread to other regions.

Relying on the protection of Snorri's ritual, except for a dozen unlucky ones who were shot in vital parts and died instantly, everyone else survived.

The originally lightly injured had already gone to the tavern with the joy of surviving a disaster to loudly proclaim the miracle of the Mother Goddess, while the heavily injured still needed treatment.

"I cannot express in words my gratitude to the Mother Goddess and to you! Please accept these." Lord Alike said while taking a bag from his attendant and respectfully handing it to Snorri with both hands.

Snorri opened it and saw that inside the bag were a hundred heavy Oath Gold coins.

"I cannot take this! It is the Mother Goddess who is willing to bestow divine grace to save Her children and their allies; Her mercy does not seek reward!" Snorri sternly refused.

"The Mother Goddess is above! He is truly devout!"

"Praise the great Chosen of the Goddess!"

Refusing a fortune that was within reach was undoubtedly an extremely noble character for a race like the Dwarfs that loved gold to the bone; the surrounding kin cheered when they saw this. Snorri discovered that the growth of Revival Points had reached another climax.

"Well, we are all extremely grateful that She bestows grace upon Her children without seeking reward, but this is a token of appreciation from the Human allies who were saved by Her together!" Alike was, after all, a lord of a city; his mind turned and he thought of a new reason.

"Then why don't you use this money to repair the Shenkan of the Mother Goddess, or use it as funds for our Mother Goddess priests here!" Snorri declined again, and the cheers of the kin grew even louder.

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