Dragon Who Controls Time

the Wolfheart clan didn't betray your trust. They captured all the Tauren tribe's nature priests, including the captured ordinary Tauren. They're all here.

The winter Wolves led the Wolf Pack and relied on their powerful tracking ability to finally catch the escaping shaman.

Six Taurens with complicated runes that looked like veins of the earth were pushed out by the winter Wolves. Their eyes were not as fierce as ordinary Taurens, but instead had a calm wisdom.

They carried a very heavy sense of power, as if they were one with the ground under their feet, and their every move drew the power of the Spirit of the earth.

They were obviously the Tauren tribe's nature priests, or shamans.

foolish Taurens, before you is the greatest Dragon of eternity in the northern ice fields.

rejecting the will of the eternal Dragon will only lead to the complete destruction of your tribe!

A Winter Wolf snorted coldly and communicated with the bull-headed shaman in Jotun.

The Tauren also spoke Jotun, as well as orc and lingua franca, so he could naturally understand the words of the winter Wolves.

"The Ironback clan has believed in the spirit of the earth for generations and will never submit to a Dragon."

death is only returning to the embrace of the earth. The spirit of the earth will let our souls rest in peace.

A bull-headed shaman was unmoved and had an indifferent expression.

Taurens were mostly irascible and reckless, but as shamans, under the influence of the animalistic worship, they were calmer than many humans.

Garen raised his Dragon Claw slightly, signaling the winter Wolves to stop talking.

He looked down at the bull-headed shaman who had spoken first. He did not immediately threaten or tempt him, but only asked with interest, " "Believers of Nature's Spirit, can you make the spirit of the earth appear?"

I've always yearned for a spirit of nature, but I've never seen one with my own eyes.

"If you can satisfy my wish, it's not impossible to let all your tribesmen go."

The bull-headed shaman raised his head and looked at the silver Dragon that had blocked out the moonlight. He barely managed to maintain his calm and said, " the spirit of the earth exists in the boundless vast land. What happens here is insignificant to it. It doesn't care if you yearn for it or not.

Garen stomped his feet, and the ground suddenly trembled violently, with cracks spreading out.

"What about you guys? Will the spirit of the earth Care about its believers?"

"If I kill you, will the spirit of the earth take revenge on me?"

This was garen asking the obvious.

Nature spirits were emotionless spiritual incarnations, and they did not care about faith.

The bull-headed shaman raised a bit of strength, and the ground suddenly rippled. The Winter Wolf next to him had a fierce look in its eyes, and was about to bite the bull-headed shaman, but was stopped by garen.

The ground that had cracked open under garen's stomping seemed to come to life in the ripples. In the blink of an eye, it healed and became flat again.

the spirit of the earth is universal love. It nurtures all things, supports the world, and is trampled and destroyed by countless creatures without saying a word.

we believe in it, but we have never desired its response.

"You want to see the spirit of the earth? The boundless earth beneath your feet is its incarnation, its flesh and blood, it is everywhere."

"Look down, it already knows all of your sins."

After a pause, the bull-headed shaman looked at garen and said in a calm and steady voice, " throw yourself into the embrace of the spirit of the earth. It will forgive your ignorance and forgive the sins you have committed. It will allow your soul to return to the earth after death and obtain peace and tranquility for your soul.

Garen was at a loss for words.

'Good Lord, even as a prisoner, he still doesn't forget to spread his faith.'

He felt that it was a little troublesome to communicate with such fanatical believers.

Garen himself was a non-believer, and the so-called gods were just a group of the most powerful creatures.

A natural spirit was not as good as a God. Once discovered by a God, the possibility of being made into a divine weapon or a divine servant was not too high.

He didn't even believe in gods, let alone the spirits of nature.

Garen turned around and looked at the ordinary Taurens who were not shamans, sizing them up for a while.

A few minutes later, he found that other than a few young Tauren, the rest of the Tauren had determined expressions. Their faces revealed a stubborn aura that showed no fear of death.

Under the leadership of the bull-headed shaman, they also had a deep-rooted belief in the spirit of nature, just that they had not obtained the ability.

"I'll only ask once."

"Even if all of you die and the bloodline of your entire tribe is cut off, you still won't become my family?"

"Think clearly before you answer."

Garen said to the bull-headed shaman.

However, the bull shamans did not hesitate and immediately replied, " "That's impossible,"

When it came to going into a dead end, it was the Taurens. Their stubbornness was just as the winter Wolves had said, they would rather die than submit.

Since they weren't willing to be. relative with a higher status, they could only become mining slaves ... Garen sighed in pity.

After some thought, he said to the Tauren shaman, " "I respect your beliefs, so I won't force you to change your minds."

however, killing is not my original wish. Therefore, as long as you are willing to be slaves for a hundred years, the bloodline of your clans can still walk on the earth and continue to believe in the spirit of the earth after a hundred years.

The young Taurens were not as determined and stubborn as their parents, and there was a chance to reshape their beliefs. The lifespan of Taurens was not long. As long as they were not given the opportunity to affect the next generation, when the young Taurens grew up in the true dragon territory, there was a high probability that they would no longer believe in the spirit of nature.

If they still did not agree, then garen would have to reward them to the winter Wolves. The Wolfheart tribe did not suffer any casualties, but their Wolf Pack had suffered significant losses.

great dragon of eternity, your body is filled with the light of mercy and compassion.

your merciful light will make all living beings submit to you, and make the sun and moon lose their color.

“..............”

After hearing garen's words, some of the dog-headed people started to flatter garen crazily, but they did so in the wrong place.

Moreover, the confusing dragon language was too noisy and harsh, giving garen a headache. He ordered them to shut their mouths.

It was no wonder that the dog-headed people were fanatical in their pursuit of the true dragon. They were useful and loyal, but the true dragon did not like them as its kin. The dog-headed people's barking in the Dragon language was too strange.

In addition, garen did not think of himself as a kind Dragon.

After all, the Tauren tribe had been living well. He had ordered the winter Wolves to attack them in order to have people come to mine. To the Taurens, he was no different from a devil.

On the other side, the Tauren shamans discussed with each other and hesitated.

The believers of Nature's Spirit were fanatical believers. Otherwise, they would not believe that all things had spirits and that things like stones and metals also had souls.

To a fanatic, faith was more important than life.

But to maintain faith ... For the continuation of their race's bloodline, it was worth considering selling their bodies for a hundred years.

After some time of discussion, the Minotaur shamans came to a consensus and finally swore to the spirit of the earth that they would be enslaved by garen for a hundred years in exchange for the survival of their bloodline.

The Tauren of this tribe was called the Ironback clan.

They believed that they were the descendants of the Tauren King, baphimet, left in the main material plane, and were a relatively noble clan among the Tauren.

However, garen did not think much of it. She had already become his mining slave, so no matter how noble her bloodline was, it did not matter.

As for the Tauren King, baphemet, there were records of it in the Dragon's legacy.

It was the demon Lord of the 600th floor of the bottomless abyss, an outer plane. It was a powerful demon that had existed for many years.