On the west side of the Boundary River in Iowa Valley, beneath the night sky, squads of Beastmen were assembling in formation. From the air, a broad swath of green points of light could be seen along the riverbank.
After roughly fifty Werewolves from three tribes and more than fifty Human Race Mana-Wielders had gathered, they crossed the Boundary River on skin rafts and quietly advanced toward Iowa Pass. At the rear of the formation were three Beast God's Favored.
The valley road was not particularly long for Mana-Wielders, but they did not move quickly.
Half an hour later, the wall blocking the valley was clearly visible beneath the Three Moons. The force was now less than a kilometer from it.
At a short howl from one of the Wolf Favored, all the Werewolves and humans charged.
Whistling sounds tore through the air as dozens of Giant Crossbows atop the wall fired at once. The Magic Pattern-covered bolts had a range of just over one kilometer, and nearly half the crossbows targeted the three Favored at the same time.
"Roar~" Seeing the bolts incoming, the Favored simultaneously invited their god to descend.
Yet when three great beasts issued the invitation at once, the effect was far from three times that of a single beast. The god relied on the Magic Web to transmit its divine power, but there was ultimately a limit to how much power the Magic Web could bear.
In the end, the largest beast received the greatest share of divine power. The second received less than thirty percent of what the largest one bore, while the weakest Favored received virtually none at all.
"Awwooo~~"
The weakest Favored was quickly struck by several crossbow bolts, letting out a miserable howl.
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