Chapter 175
Coiled Dragon The old shaman of the Dragon Tribe wore a snow-white animal skin robe, the kind that was the same color from head to toe.
He walked very slowly, not the kind of slowness that someone was dying of, but one that gave the impression that he had an injury on his leg and was dragging one foot as he walked.
"Witch, why are you here?"
The leader of the Dragon Tribe, Gu, asked proactively.
"I was worried about you, so I came to see you."
The shaman of the Dragon Tribe dragged his feet and sat on the stone pier. He hammered his left leg with his right hand, and waved his hand, motioning the leader of the Dragon Tribe to sit down as well.
"I heard that you issued an order to the north."
The shaman of the Dragon Tribe turned his head, looked at the animal skin on the stone table, and pointed his finger at the animal skin. That was the position of the north.
"The Spirit Snake sent someone to deliver a message that the Fire Tribe is going to the East Coast. I asked the people in the north to hold them back."
The Dragon Totem leader sat down and helped the witch massage his left knee, and asked softly.
"Does it hurt again?"
The Dragon Tribe witch nodded: "It used to hurt when it was cloudy and rainy, and when it was cold in winter. Now it hurts every day."
The witch had this leg disability when he was a child. Whenever it was cloudy and rainy, or when it was cold, his knee would hurt.
After the ice age came, the pain continued, so he doesn't like to walk now.
So he came to the Dragon Tribe leader, there must be something. The Dragon Tribe leader took a glance and guessed that it might be something in the north, so he took the initiative to explain.
"The north is in chaos, mostly with some wild and unruly spirit tribes. I'll let them hold back the Fire Tribe to see if they still listen."
said the Dragon Tribe leader.
The Dragon Tribe witch nodded, still scanning the map carefully, his finger slowly moving along the route on the map, which was the movement route of the Fire Tribe.
"The spirit wolf came here to plead for the Wolf Tribe?"
"Yes." The Dragon Tribe leader answered truthfully.
"This is your test, to see if they can let the Wolf Tribe go?"
The Dragon Tribe leader nodded. In front of the wise witch, lies could not be hidden, so it was better to tell the truth.
"You."
The Dragon Tribe witch took his hand away from the map, lowered his head and squinted at the Dragon Tribe leader, who was a little overwhelmed, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.
"I've told you before that everything is determined by the situation. The situation is no longer in the Dragon Tribe, so why bother struggling?"
The Dragon Tribe witch lowered his head, and his narrow and long head hung on his thin body, like a trembling fruit hanging on a tree, giving people the illusion that the fruit is ripe and falling off.
"Witch... Even if the Dragon Tribe cannot return to its peak in our hands, it can't just fall apart like this." The
Dragon Tribe leader put his mouth close to the Dragon Tribe witch's ear and whispered excitedly.
The witch still lowered his head, his eyes occasionally scanning the simple map, and more often, his eyes stayed on the northernmost part.
"My child, we don't have much time left. Go south, there is a future in the south."
His eyes were a little empty, and his face showed a sad look.
The leader of the Dragon Tribe gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at the map, and did not answer.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became weird, the witch had a sad face, and the leader had an indignant look.
They persisted like this for a while, and finally the witch spoke slowly.
"I know what you think. You think that as long as the north does not collapse, the south will not dare to blow up the sky, and the Dragon Tribe will still have a breath of air."
The leader of the Dragon Tribe looked at his witch and nodded vigorously. That's what he thought.
Such a big tribe, when it is good, it is good in all kinds of ways, and when it is bad, it is also bad in all kinds of ways. But as long as it has a breath of air, as long as it holds on, the good and the bad can be digested.
By then, the Dragon Tribe will still occupy the best territory in the world, and will still be the lofty ruler, and even have the opportunity to return to the altar of gods.
"I've been thinking lately that if it weren't for the chaos in the world, you would definitely lead the Dragon Tribe back to the altar. Oh, that was such a good past, but we can only see it from the witch's scroll."
He said it with some dejection. The leader wanted to refute, but found that he was powerless, but he still couldn't agree.
"Witch, if you think so, the tribe is really finished."
The witch patted the leader's hand vigorously, nodded, took a deep breath, and raised his head.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you a last boost, but you have to remember, this is the only time, if it still doesn't work, you have to hold back and keep the fire for the future of the Dragon Tribe."
The Dragon Tribe witch stared at the Dragon Tribe leader and asked him to promise himself.
"I won't lose, I definitely won't lose this time."
The Dragon Tribe leader didn't promise anything after all, because in his opinion, he wouldn't lose, he would only win.
He would never lose in his life. The
Dragon Tribe witch's eyes dimmed a little, he wanted to say something, but nothing came out when he opened his mouth, and his face showed bitterness.
"I'm old, my teeth have fallen out, and my body is about to collapse, but the Dragon Tribe can't grow old, it can't collapse."
He stood up tremblingly, after this conversation, he seemed to be really old.
"No matter what, give the Dragon Tribe a future, I promised you, I will do it."
Without looking back, the Dragon Tribe witch left.
The Dragon Tribe leader sat there blankly, the sun shone on his feet, and he didn't move.
That night, the Dragon Tribe sent out countless messengers to all directions, and countless spiritual leaders and witches were invited back. This was the first time that the Dragon Tribe had called back such a large number of spiritual tribes since they dispersed.
Three days later, many spiritual tribes returned to the Dragon Tribe, but none of them could see the Dragon Tribe leaders or witches.
On the third night, the Dragon Tribe shaman suddenly came out in full costume.
He was wearing a fur coat, a huge saber-toothed tiger skull on his head, a necklace with various animal tusks around his neck, a scepter in his right hand, and slowly walked towards the Dragon Tribe altar, dragging his disabled left foot.
All the leaders and shamans of the human spirit department stood quietly in the square in front of the altar, watching the Dragon Tribe shaman step by step walk up to the altar.
He said nothing, but raised his hands and shook them twice to expose his dry hands.
"Commander of the beasts, supreme being of the Dragon Tribe, please show your power, make all the beasts submit, and let the glory of the Dragon Tribe reappear."
He chanted at the top of his lungs, pouring out all his strength, and worshipped the dragon totem deep in the altar.
"Roar..."
A roar that seemed to come from the primeval world came from the depths of the altar, and a golden light emanated from the dark altar.
The light became brighter and brighter, and slowly, a transparent spirit appeared.
His body was like a snake, with five claws on his belly, his head was like a camel, his eyes were like a rabbit, his ears were like an ox, his neck was like a snake, and his horns were like a rhinoceros. He was soaring into the sky, and he shuttled out of the altar and hovered in the void.
His eyes were filled with divine light, and he looked around. His gaze could span thousands of miles and see the totems of the various spirit tribes far away in the sky.
When his gaze swept through them, the totems of the various spirit tribes were so frightened that they huddled in their bodies, not even daring to breathe heavily.
The leader of the Dragon Tribe looked through the gap in the animal skin curtain in his room, looking at the giant dragon sitting in the distance, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Haha, hahaha, ah ha ha ha ha..."
He laughed louder and louder, and that laughter was wild and unruly. This time, he would win, he would reorganize the Dragon Tribe and make all the tribes submit completely.