Chapter 556 Seed Of Hatred

The gnomes had just seen Huanhuan fire cannons one after another and thought that she had a lot of gunpowder in stock. They did not expect her to have run out of it!

Huanhuan had a lot of materials in her space and could make a lot of gunpowder, but she had no paper.

She had used up all the pieces of paper that Murphy had given her.

After firing all four bags of gunpowder, Huanhuan stopped firing. She stood on the high mountaintop and watched as the Goffins fled in panic.

If these Goffins knew that the cannons could not be fired anymore, they would definitely not escape. They would even slaughter the dwarfs even more wantonly.

Fortunately, they didn't know.

They thought that the enemy still had a lot of gunpowder.

Afraid of being blown up, they could only retreat crazily out of the valley.

Outside the mouth of the valley, Elman, who was hiding in the bushes, looked up and saw the fleeing Goffins. He turned and gestured to the gnomes behind him.

Immediately, four or five gnomes crept through the bushes and grabbed a Goffin who was at the back.

This Goffin was injured, and his combat strength had greatly decreased. Coupled with the fact that he was at the back and had almost no one around him, the gnomes succeeded in an instant.

The gnomes covered the Goffin's mouth and dragged him into the bushes to knock him out.

They were very familiar with the series of movements. It seemed that this was not their first time doing such a thing.

The Goffins were too busy escaping to notice that someone was missing from the group.

It wasn't until they were far away that Elman directed the gnomes to drag the unconscious Goffin out of the grass and run toward Swan Valley.

Swan Valley was a mess. Broken limbs and bodies were everywhere.

The surviving dwarfs were looking around for the remains of their relatives and friends. The air was thick with the smell of blood. From time to time, someone cried in pain.

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

Huanhuan found Mark. His uncle was dead.

Mark was very sad. He sat beside his uncle's corpse in a daze.

Huanhuan didn't know how to comfort him. She could only pat his shoulder and sigh helplessly. "My condolences."

Mark still didn't react.

The leader of the dwarfs, Arso, was dead too.

He died under the hooves of the Goffin's wild beast. His body was crushed and unrecognizable.

As Arso's only son, Archie endured his grief and collected his father's body. He arranged for his people to clean up the battlefield, and Huanhuan asked the gnomes to help.

They gathered the remains of those tribesmen whom no one had claimed and cremated them together.

The fire burned very brightly, engulfing the mangled remains and burning them to ashes.

From now on, they would never meet again.

According to the rules of the dawn continent, after a person died, their ashes would be placed in clay pots and buried underground in their hometown.

As too many people had died this time, there were also a lot of ashes. There were nearly a hundred clay pots.

The gnomes were good at digging. They quickly made a big hole and helped put the clay pots into the hole. Then, they quickly added soil and stepped on it to flatten it.

Huanhuan took out an oak seed and planted it in the ground.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the oak seed quickly took root and sprouted into a small sapling.

Huanhuan said to Archie, "Take good care of this tree. It'll guard Swan Valley in their place."

Archie stared at her as if he hadn't recovered from the shock of seeing the seed sprout and grow instantly. Finally, Elman nudged at him.

Archie pointed to the sapling. "How did you do that?"

Huanhuan said slowly, "This is my special ability."

Elman whispered to Archie, "Madam Huanhuan is a shaman. Not only is she good at medicine, but she knows a lot. She must have her reasons for helping you plant this tree. Hurry up and thank her!"

Shaman? Archie looked at Huanhuan in front of him as if he couldn't believe that there was a female shaman in this world!

It was said that shamans were very mysterious. They had the magical ability to be close to nature and save lives.

The ability to let the seed sprout instantly just now should be one of the skills of a shaman.

Archie's expression changed at the thought. He immediately bent down and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for your help, Madam Shaman."

Huanhuan waved her hand, indicating that there was no need to be so polite.

This war caused more than half of the dwarfs to die. It could be said that they suffered heavy casualties.

The surviving dwarfs were deeply traumatized by this war. At the same time, the incident had planted seeds of hatred in them.

Sooner or later, they would kill all the Goffins and avenge their dead relatives and friends!

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Huanhuan didn't care about the grudge between the dwarfs and the Goffins. She was more concerned about her cannons and ship now.

She thought Mark would be wallowing in the pain of losing his family member and wouldn't be able to make more cannons and a ship.

Unexpectedly, when she found Mark, he was busy making cannons. Instead of being defeated by grief, he seemed to be working even harder.

Huanhuan saw his red eyes and couldn't bear it. "Do you want to rest for two days before resuming work?"

Mark was sweating profusely, his face expressionless. "No."

"But aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired."

Huanhuan grabbed his wrist. "You don't look okay right now. I think you need to rest."

"I'll say it again. I don't need to rest!" Mark waved her hand away. His eyes were red as blood in the firelight. "I want to make a lot of artillery. I want to blow up those Goffins and avenge my uncle!"

"Revenge needs to be discussed at length. The most important thing for you now is to take care of yourself. You can only do what you want if you're healthy."

"I'm healthy. Thank you for your concern. It's hot in here. Go out. Don't delay my work."

Mark gave the order to leave. Huanhuan had no choice but to leave.

She walked out of the basement studio and saw the gnomes crawling all over Mark's house. The already messy house was even more chaotic now that they had messed it up.

Seeing Huanhuan come out, Elman immediately quieted the gnomes.

Huanhuan asked Lance where he was.

Elman quickly said, "He's in the backyard."

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The dwarf's house was too short. If an elf came in, they could only squat. Lance felt uncomfortable inside, so he didn't enter and stayed outside.

Huanhuan thought for a moment. "Where's the person I asked you to capture alive?"

"We locked him in the kitchen."

"Bring him out. I have something to ask him."

"Alright!"

Elman immediately directed the gnomes to open the kitchen door and drag out the knocked-out Goffin.

The space in the house was too small. Huanhuan let them drag the Goffin to the backyard.

The Goffin was very tall. It took four gnomes to grab his limbs at the same time to drag him out.

There was a big tree in the backyard. The gnomes tied the Goffin to the trunk.

Lance, who was sleeping on the tree, was woken up. He jumped to the ground and looked coldly at the unlucky Goffin.

"What are you going to do to him?"

Huanhuan said slowly, "I'm gonna ask him something."