The Snorri brothers had already expected that their father would come to witness the coming miracle in person, so during these three days, they made simple modifications to the meeting room of the outpost to accommodate the throne of power.
All the high-ranking dwarves from different fortresses gathered here to await their High King.
Since this time he was not going on an expedition to settle his hatred, Thorgreen did not carry any weapons or the Book of Great Hatred. Just wearing the dragon crown of Karaz on his head.
"You did a good job! You were courageous and showed some strategy!" After briefly praising Gnom, he turned his attention to the protagonist Snorri this time.
"Is it true that the Mother Goddess is about to send divine grace?" Thorgreen asked the question he was most concerned about, which was also the concern of everyone present.
"I swear on my honor and my beard that the Ancestral Goddess informed me that she will send down divine grace tomorrow morning to cleanse the pollution of Karak-Vane!"
Although they had already known the news in the letter, every dwarf cheered when the words came out sonorously from Snorri's mouth.
In the dark ages for thousands of years, the dwarves lost the blessing of their ancestors and gods, and their lives were too difficult. They had to use flesh and blood and technology to fight against various supernatural enemies.
"Grandma Yushou is also here. If you have any questions about the rituals, you can ask her. She has more than a hundred years of experience in hosting sacrifices to the Mother Goddess. Don't let the Mother Goddess think you are disrespectful, and don't look solemn in front of the tribe. !”
Thorgreen gave Snorri a few words and asked him to go down and prepare for the ceremony tomorrow morning. He still had a lot to talk to the two dwarf lords.
Snorri walked out of the room and saw several clan elders he had met not long ago arriving here.
"Master Kragg is here too!" Uncle Iron Chisel walked up and whispered in Snorri's ear.
Snorri nodded, but he would not go to this stubborn old dwarf now. For this master who is more stubborn than meteorite, it is useless to say anything without seeing the miracle with his own eyes.
"Has the Mother Goddess told you the correct ritual for praying to Him?" Grandma Yushou followed closely.
The news that the Mother Goddess has returned to her divine grace is extremely exciting to all dwarves, except for her.
After being the officiant for hundreds of years but getting no response, she originally attributed this to the fact that the Mother Goddess had long since passed away. After all, generations of her predecessors had never listened to an oracle.
But when the Mother Goddess performed a miracle for Snorri and delivered an oracle, Granny Tamaki's self-consoling rhetoric collapsed. Is it because the ritual is wrong or because I am not pious enough or because the mother goddess is dissatisfied with the sacrifice?
Looking at the female elder in front of him who was obviously troubled by anxiety and had not been able to rest well, Snorri didn't know how to respond.
"Next time, next time the Mother Goddess conveys the oracle to me, I will ask for you!" Snorri could not tell her frankly, so he could only use this as comfort first.
Saying hello to the enthusiastic tribesmen along the way, it took Snorri a long time to return to his room.
"Cousin, I have drafted the memorial text for you. It is based on the customs of the ancestors' times. You can change it as you please!" Balin said and handed over a scroll.
Snorri glanced briefly. As an advisor personally arranged by the High King, Balin's writing style was pretty good.
He used beautiful words to briefly describe the process of the Gnom brothers retaking Mountain Lake Castle, and then described the future development vision of Karak-Wane, and finally expressed his gratitude to the Mother Goddess for her generous grace.
Snorri nodded with satisfaction, but he still made some suggestions for modification. This is because Bahrain attaches great importance to this creation and uses very solemn words.
But Snorri knew that if everything goes as normal, there will be many opportunities for Bahrain to write such articles in the future. If the words are fulfilled this time, it will be difficult to handle higher-level rituals in the future.
After sending away Balin, Snorri lay on the bed. Tomorrow will be his second key point since time travel. If becoming a rune master last time gave him wings, then this time it is equivalent to giving him wings. Install the engine.
Snorri closed his eyes. He wanted to rest early so that he could show his best energy!
Early the next morning, Snorri put on a solemn dress, took the memorial script that Balin had revised and placed on the table, washed up and walked out of the room.
Two attendants from Karaz-a-Karak combed his beard and hung several precious ornaments, and then placed a gorgeous crown on his head.
Amid cheers from all the spectators, Snorri walked out of the gate of the outpost and began to climb the mountain road leading to Mountain Lake Castle.
The traces left by the bloody battle a few days ago have almost been cleaned up, and the ground is no longer filled with blood but traces burned by flames.
Snorri didn't walk too fast, feeling the scorching eyes of the dwarves behind him as he took a deep breath.
Arriving at the altar, Snorri saw that two lambs had been slaughtered and cleaned.
Snorri turned around to face his compatriots at the foot of the mountain. While he unfolded the scroll and recited the sacrificial inscription, he opened the system in his mind.
"... Praise the great Mother Goddess!" After reciting the ritual, Snorri touched his left hand, and the rune fireball inspired ignited the lamb's carcass. In the light of the fire, Snorri lit up the intermediate Valaya ritual and Demarcate the area as the Mountain Lake Castle behind you.
With a crisp sound, Snorri's revival point was reduced to single digits, and a green light bloomed from the inside out in the mountain fort.
As the green light spread, all kinds of chaotic remnants in the city of Karak-Wane were swept away, and the surrounding land became full of life again. Snorri felt that the air seemed to be refreshed all of a sudden!
Even though they were mentally prepared, the tribesmen still burst out in admiration after witnessing this miracle.
At this moment, no one, from the most stubborn living ancestor to the moustache who least respects tradition, no longer doubts the authenticity of the return of the ancestors and gods.
Tears of excitement welled up in the eyes of many dwarves, as if the scroll of the Golden Age was once again unfolding in front of them.
At that time, the dwarves, under the leadership of the ancestors and gods, drove away the dragons, developed the mountains, built mountain fortresses, mined endless wealth, and forged legendary artifacts. . .
Snorri bowed deeply and spread his arms to indicate that the sacrifice was over. As he walked down the mountain, shouts of "Choice of the Goddess!" could be heard endlessly.
As Snorri walked, he paid attention to the changes in the revival points in the system, and he felt sincerely happy when he saw the points rising rapidly!
Originally, the dwarves were used to holding banquets at night, but this time something special was done. Although it was a dark early morning, the chefs began to cook a lot of delicious food, and barrels of beer were also passed around.
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I’ll add another update tonight. Wouldn’t it be better to perform four tricks a day?
