At the request of the challengers, participants in this challenge all used standard armor, and the weapons used were all wooden training equipment. On the one hand, they are wary of the Snorri family's financial resources, and on the other hand, they also want to avoid harming their harmony.
Of course Snorri had no objection to this. As long as it wasn't a group fight, he could definitely get rid of a mustache and then manually pick up the hammer.
Since Helmgart Fortress is really not far from Breeze Castle, many of the imperial dwarves there are related by marriage to it. Snorri stayed a few more days waiting for Sir Monk to arrive, so his name "Storm Hammer" has spread in Breeze Castle.
The first challenger must have paid attention to Snorri's technical and tactical characteristics. When faced with the flying hammer skill, he chose to quickly bully him after Master Hareck gave the order, hoping not to give Snorri the chance to throw the flying hammer. .
It is a common method of confrontation to let spellcasters, shooters, and runesmiths similar to them fall into close combat, which they are relatively weak at, but this is of no use to Snorri.
He watched the mustache opposite him jump left and right, rolled on the ground and came to him. Then before he could swing the battle ax in his hand, he was hit directly in the face by a storm hammer, and he fell straight to the ground. fell down.
Although he used a wooden hammer, it had skill bonuses and the distance was close. Snorri saw that the mustache's nose had been broken, and his unconscious face was covered with blood.
"I'd better hit my chest next time!" Snorri muttered secretly in his heart.
"May the Ancestor Goddess bless you!" Snorri waited until Master Hareck announced that the winner was decided, then took two steps forward and reached out his hand to caress the head of the bearded man.
He once again chose the treatment option in Valaya's ceremony. A green light appeared on the mustache's body, and his injuries were healed in the blink of an eye.
Snorri felt that his reputation had reached a new level now, and he also had a decent force on hand. Considering that I want to organize an expedition team later, or in terms of scale, an expeditionary force is more suitable,
He thought it was time to let his tribe know that his relationship with the ancestor goddess was strong enough. Such a miracle unsurprisingly attracted every clan member in the hall.
"Praise the Mother Goddess!"
"Walaya is above, willing to pray for the challenger, he is so merciful!"
"The ancestral gods have returned to us, and the golden age of the mountains will come again!"
The cheers of the tribesmen were enough to lift the ceiling of the stone hall. Although the name of Snorri's Chosen Goddess was already known to everyone in the mountains, witnessing the divine grace with their own eyes still made every dwarf extremely excited.
Snorri saw that his revival points began to skyrocket again. Healing a single injured person did not cost much, but the current Karak Zfulin was a blue ocean for spreading faith.
Snorri looked at the numbers in the system. He cleared the points he had accumulated after Karak-Hearn healed the wounded in the Twilight Sisters' raid. Later, 500 points were spent to inflict an energetic effect on Queen Mary.
Since then, I have gained some gains from fighting along the way, but since Skarsnik in front of the Fearless Fortress is not yet the future Eight Peaks Warrior, Helmgart is a human fortress, and his current points can barely exceed two. Thousand marks.
Amidst the praise, the guy who was knocked unconscious by a storm hammer rubbed his cheek and sat up. He was feeling strange that he had been hit hard but was unscathed, but he soon learned what had just happened from the shouts of the tribesmen around him.
The tribesmen around him yelled and asked him how he felt about receiving divine grace. This mustache was quite clever. Although the challenge was defeated with one move, he still seized this opportunity to increase his worth.
He bowed his hands to Snorri, praised the Mother Goddess for a few words, then jumped off the high platform and went to preach the Mother Goddess's grace among the enthusiastic tribesmen.
Snorri struck while the iron was hot and added some words of encouragement. After the cooldown of his skills ended, he signaled Master Hareck that the next challenger could come on.
Master Harlek shouted twice, but the remaining local dwarf young talents began to flinch. It wouldn't be a shame to lose to Master Snorri, the Storm Hammer, the chosen god of the ancestor goddesses, but it would be embarrassing if he couldn't even take a single move.
Seeing these mustaches looking like defeated quails, the middle-aged and elderly people around them who witnessed divine grace and respected Snorri even more laughed and cursed.
"Hahaha, you idiot, no wonder Princess Pamela wants to marry to the Eternal Peak!"
"I just screamed happily, now I'm going to embarrass the clan!"
"Their ancestors would blush in the palace of the Mother Goddess!"
The young dwarves are always full of energy. Finally, the second challenger jumped on the stage.
"Hmph! Throwing a hammer to hit people from a distance is not considered a hero! Let me, the Hammer of the Horned Beast, demonstrate in front of the Mother Goddess what it means to be a true warrior!"
This young dwarf wields a one-handed warhammer and a shield. Although he shouts loudly, his body is very honest after taking the stage.
Their fellow dwarves know Snorri's story in far more detail than if they only had a rough idea of their human friends.
After being saved from death by the Mother Goddess, Snorri also received extracurricular tutoring from the founder of dwarven writing and was passed on two lost master-level runes.
He was successfully named Rune Master with those two runes, and then attached one of them to his warhammer. The power of the master-level throwing runes allowed him to recover the thrown weapons.
Considering that Snorri was currently using a training hammer and could not retrieve it after throwing it, the dwarf on the opposite side did not step forward. He kept a distance of ten meters and protected himself with a shield, moving back and forth in small steps.
He has quite a lot of combat experience, and his abacus is clattering. In his opinion, Snorri was the anxious party because of his higher status. If he remained on the defensive, Snorri would definitely have to take the initiative to attack.
Otherwise, the Goddess's Choice and the Horned Beast Hammer were in a stalemate on the stage for a long time, not daring to make a move. If word spread, Snorri would lose his share.
And if Snorri didn't use the flying hammer and fought in close quarters, at least he wouldn't be defeated in one move. And if he insists on throwing, he is likely to block it if he concentrates on defense. Even if Snorri is as heroic as the legend says, he will be nothing more than a gryphon without his bare hands!
"Ha! You still underestimated the power of my skills!" Snorri thought to himself, but his men were not slow and hit him with a storm hammer.
The mustache couldn't react in time and was hit on the shield. Although the damage may not be enough, the stun effect still made him fall down.
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