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Chapter 963 Shaman and Dragon

Chapter 963 Shaman and Dragon

The conscripts left to cover the retreat on the city wall were quickly wiped out. Seeing this, Ivan's heart bled. Those who could carry out the vanguard were all his elite troops, and those who dared to risk their lives to cover the retreat were the elite of the elite.

They were just wasted here.

As Ivan retreated back to his camp, before he could even catch his breath, his soldiers surrounded him.

The core members of the Ivan tribe came from Syrians under the rule of the Ayyubid. Although they later absorbed many Central Asian nomads, the core circle never changed significantly.

These people could be said to have fled to escape the Frankish dragon, but when they saw the heretical demon king riding the dragon, their legs went weak.

One of the conscripts looked terrified: "Commander, is that demonic dragon the heretical demon king who's come to kill us? Isn't this Sassanid territory? How come we're facing this demon king again?"

"Damn it, could it be that those Sassanid cowards, seeing that they are powerless to resist our advance, have defected to the Frankish barbarians?"

Ivan shook his head. He had no idea what was going on. Surely the Franks had conquered all of Mesopotamia in the short time it took him to sail from Port Ayla to the Persian Gulf?

Fulke also looked worried. He had anticipated that Jochi Khan's insistence on continuing the westward expedition might lead to a confrontation with the Franks, but he never expected that day to come so soon.

"Should we report to General Subutai and inquire where the Frankish army is?"

They both knew very well that although the Frankish dragons were ferocious, Lothar, the Crusader Emperor, had risen to power not only because of dragons, but also because of his heavily armored cavalry and his mysterious witch advisors, none of whom were easy to deal with.

"Let the Tatar supervisor report. The Franks are skilled at long-distance raids with heavy cavalry and have magical sorcery to conceal their movements. Be careful not to let them sneak up behind us unnoticed."

After dismissing the Tatar supervisor, Ivan and Fulke exchanged a glance. They had already discussed this privately when they first heard that Jochi Khan had disregarded the alliance and insisted on launching a western expedition.

It wasn't easy for the Ivan tribe to accumulate so much wealth. If things went wrong, they would never die alongside these Tatars. Although they wouldn't defect on the battlefield, they would still have to plan their escape route in advance.

In any case, the Persian and Transoxiana regions have already been ravaged by the Tatars, creating a temporary power vacuum. If the Tatars who are on their westward expedition are wiped out, the Ivan tribe might actually have a chance to rise again.

Compared to the Ivan tribe's heightened state of alert, the Tatars were much more at ease.

A three-headed dragon is indeed terrifying.

However, whether in their nomadic life on the grasslands or on their conquests after the start of the war for unification, the Tatars encountered no shortage of monsters, ferocious beasts, and extraordinary beings.

Their great shamans never let them down.

They believed that with the presence of the Tongtian Witch and the new generation of Beqiwusun Shamans, even the most terrifying enemy dragons could not threaten them.

They were full of confidence, but the conscripts who had only recently joined the Tatars were not so confident.

They had long heard of the dragon's terror. Even a once-powerful dynasty like the Ayyubid had collapsed under the dragon's flames, and the entire Zoroastrian world trembled under its ferocity. They had no courage to confront the dragon head-on.

boom--

As a burst of fire exploded in the sky, the spirit of the great eagle and the three-headed demonic dragon, who had been locked in a fierce battle, vanished without a trace at the same time.

The Tatars looked up and felt their hearts tremble. A terrifying aura rippled through the air, as if a fierce battle was taking place in the sky, but they could see nothing at all.

Because the Wusun shaman expanded his domain.

Shamans do not follow the same path as Western spellcasters, but in terms of destructive power and the application of spiritual power, Wusun shamans have undoubtedly already surpassed the legendary level, and it is easy for them to carve out their own domain.

As the successor to the Tongtian Shaman, Wusun Shaman may not be among the top shamans on the grasslands, but he has already succeeded to the title of "Bieqi," which is the highest leader title of the Changshengtian Shamanism sect.

This is more than just a title.

In the East, it is believed that "name" and "vessel" should not be given to others. The "name of the Wusun shaman" embodies the faith of thousands of people on the grassland. The fact that the Sasanian priests did not fully utilize the power of this faith does not mean that the Wusun shamans did the same.

The series of sacrificial artifacts in his hands, which only Bieqi could use, greatly narrowed the gap between him and Tongtian Wu, making him a well-deserved powerhouse even in the legendary realm.

It surpasses even Schaemer when he first broke through to the legendary level and relied entirely on the wedge-shaped clay tablets to dominate.

Within his domain, the wolf skull emitted a blue light, transforming into a massive gray wolf.

Legend has it that a blue wolf and a white deer crossed the Tengjisi Sea and arrived at Burkhan Mountain at the source of the Onon River, where they gave birth to Batachihan, the ancestor of the Tatars. The blue wolf Börte Chino is therefore regarded as the ancestor of the Tatars.

This skull is the spirit of our ancestors, the spirit of animals, and it also embodies immense power.

The wolf let out a long howl, and the sky darkened instantly. Under the bright starry sky, a bright moon hung in the sky.

The wolf let out a second long howl, and the brilliant starlight and the bright moonlight in the sky vanished without a trace, as if swallowed whole by the giant wolf. In the blink of an eye, the world was plunged into darkness, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

This darkness was an application of the laws; even the dragon and Lothar were momentarily plunged into complete darkness, unable to see anything.

The Eternal Heaven is a natural spirit without a specific form; it can be a gray wolf, a white deer, or a great eagle.

In an era when the tide of the collective demise of the ancient gods was unstoppable, this spirit of nature, like the God of Christian faith, would not truly bestow its will, causing believers to be driven by evil gods like primitive settlements, fighting day and night for human sacrifices, unable to break free from ignorance.

Like the totem gods of primitive tribes, they can lend their power to the priests.

Moreover, the power of the Eternal Heaven is far greater than that of those totem gods.

"Impressive. Even ordinary legends rarely manage to utilize the power of the laws. Is this the so-called power of the Eternal Heaven?"

Lothar sighed, and a golden light shone before his eyes. Dragon blood surged within him, turning his eyes into a majestic, radiant gold.

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The instant his eyes could see again, a sharp eagle talon lunged at him.

Anyone who looked at Lothar, the dragon tamer who rode the three-headed dragon, would have thought he was an easy target. But this great eagle spirit had clearly chosen the wrong target.

Accompanied by a roar.

The golden javelin flew from Lothar's hand, striking the spirit of the great eagle head-on and blasting it into countless brilliant rays of light. These rays of light reassembled in the hands of the shaman Wusun, who wanted to revive it and summon it again, but was shocked to find that the spirit within the eagle's skull was completely dead.

With just this one shot, this Western emperor who rode the dragon actually destroyed one of his four most powerful animal spirits at its source.

"Great!"

Wusun Shaman's gaze grew increasingly solemn. He began to regard Lothar and the dragon as a formidable enemy on par with the powerful sorcerer Kokochu.

The Ussun shaman was powerful, but Radon, the invincible dragon who once destroyed Constantinople and made the entire Christian world tremble under the iron heel of the Ottomans, also possessed the power of a domain.

If Mahmud IV had tamed it when he besieged Vienna, the Winged Hussars probably wouldn't have had a chance to arrive and display their might.

boom--

The domain of the dragon Ladon was opened for the first time since Lothar's battle with it in Constantinople, enveloping the Uzun shaman within it.

Three massive volcanoes rose abruptly from the ground, billowing thick black smoke.

Boiling lava kept spewing out of the crater, one spout emitting yellowish-green poisonous smoke, another swirling with unsettling black mist like a venomous snake, and the last spout, the one in the very center, was filled with the purest flames.

The dragon has vanished.

The three volcanoes were clearly the physical manifestation of the demonic dragon within the domain.

The world was divided in two: one half was filled with billowing smoke and spewing lava, while the other half was a vast grassland where wolves howled under the moon.