Chapter 291 - 251: God, I pray with all my might!
Days after Xilan led the cavalry scouts away, those True Believers who had fled to safety also encountered the Elf troop that came to their aid.
It was a critical moment as a group of scouts finally discovered the trail of the True Believers, and in less than half a day, a vanguard of cavalry caught up with them, their shining swords poised to take the lives of the refugees.
At this desperate juncture, a force of hundreds of Elves appeared in the distance, their long ears and exceptional vision capturing everything on the battlefield, displaying martial skills far surpassing those of other races in the wilderness.
Hundreds of Elves leaped into action, their spears and swords easily bringing down the cavalrymen. Horses whinnied mournfully in the desert as the Three-eyed Ape People’s cavalry vanguard was taken by surprise by the Elves who suddenly emerged.
And as the vanguard suffered heavy losses and retreated, the Elves drew their bows and arrows. Their razor sharp eyes allowed the arrows to break through the air and accurately hit the retreating Three-eyed Ape People, piercing through the armor of the nobles with formidable force.
The reason why the True Believers could rendezvous with the Elves was all thanks to the precious time bought by Xilan and others.
In the silent night.
Those True Believers who had escaped took refuge in the desert, where Elves from distant lands welcomed them, escorted them, and prayed with them.
Mostly Stone Slaves, these True Believers had almost never felt such warmth in Ajia Land, and having left that place of suffering, they wept with joy.
But after the initial jubilation came a sorrow of the soul.
Their Priest, the Prophet’s Disciple Xilan, had fallen into the hands of those despicable nobles, and he was surely enduring torture and would ultimately be executed with cruelty.