Unfortunately, although Lu Xuan and the Old Dragon Soul seemed like friends or business partners, Lu Xuan never let his guard down around this guy. He had put in a lot of effort to allow the other party to reside in his spiritual world.
To be precise, the old dragon soul didn't actually reside in Lu Xuan's body at all. Rather, it was imprisoned within Lu Xuan's sea of consciousness. Therefore, when the Green Prophet took over the old dragon soul's existence, misleading Lu Xuan into noticing, Lu Xuan didn't hesitate to activate his pre-arranged contingency plan, directly taking control of the Green Prophet in reverse. In the ensuing struggle, he tore the Green Prophet apart, gaining a portion of its power.
Only one in a thousand people possesses the potential to become a shapeshifter. And only one in a thousand shapeshifters becomes a Green Prophet. As the last Green Prophet, the Three-Eyed Raven's primary ability is that of an ultimate shapeshifter.
Lu Xuan sat in the room, and with a thought, when he opened his eyes again, he had successfully possessed the dragon's body. Unlike before, when Viserion had allowed him to enter after a 'friendly' discussion, this time he used the Green Prophet's ability to perfectly possess the dragon.
Although it sounds the same, the meaning it represents is quite different. Simply put, Lu Xuan could only possess a demonic dragon before. This is because only a demonic dragon possessed enough intelligence and powerful enough mental strength to withstand his torment. If it dared to force its way in, any ordinary creature would die instantly. Even the horned pterosaurs couldn't do that.
But now, Lu Xuan can possess almost all the animals in this world.
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Chapter 304 The Green Light Above
Lu Xuan had seized some of the Green Prophet's power. However, he was helpless against Rahlo. This guy was much more cunning than the Green Prophet. Sensing danger, he turned and ran, and Lu Xuan failed to gain anything. However, it wasn't entirely without gain. Because Lu Xuan still obtained an item related to Rahlo, namely the Lightbringer wielded by Stannis.
This sword is a thoroughly magical sword. In the world of Ice and Fire, there aren't many truly magical weapons. While the Vulcan Sword is decent, it only has a passive ability to ward off magic. The Lightbringer, on the other hand, is a magical weapon capable of directly summoning fire attacks.
After obtaining the Lightbringer from Black Castle, Lu Xuan didn't immediately begin studying it. He was almost certain it was related to Rahlo. Given the evil god's reputation, Lu Xuan made thorough preparations before truly starting his research.
As expected, the Lightbringer's sword itself wasn't particularly special. In fact, it could be described as an ordinary steel sword. Its special feature lay in the immense magical power it contained—or rather, the divine power of Rahlor.
To be honest, Lu Xuan was somewhat envious of the magic power on the sword, after all, it was magic power imbued with divinity. However, he also knew that if he dared to absorb this power, there was a 100% chance he would fall victim to Rahelo's contingency plan.
So, together with Daenerys, they used Valyrian steel to create a sealing artifact, locking Lightbringer inside. They would only unseal it when they found a way to erase R'hllor's mark from Lightbringer.
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A month has passed in the blink of an eye. The arrival of the first batch of free warriors will still take some time. Meanwhile, the allied forces of the nine city-states are already eager to attack. They have set up camp thirty miles outside Yuankai, deploying over six hundred heavy ballistae. Putting aside everything else, the nine city-states are truly wealthy. Even Lu Xuan wouldn't dare send a dragon to raid their camp with such a setup.
However, warfare is not just about soldiers fighting face-to-face. Often, the decisive factors are logistical support, morale, and even decisions made on a whim by the decision-maker.
The Federation army hadn't launched an attack for two main reasons: firstly, they hadn't yet chosen a commander who commanded respect; secondly, supplies were running low. Of course, the Golden Company, the main force, demanding more money on the spot was also a contributing factor…
The various city-states sponsored massive amounts of various supplies. However, given their habitual squabbles and mutual distrust, each city-state was afraid of being taken advantage of. Therefore, logistical preparations were not initiated until all the Federation's quotas had arrived.
The bloated cargo fleet of over two hundred ships was still three days' journey from Slaver's Bay.
The Golden Company has a reputation for never betraying its employers… or so I'd say (they broke their oath later in the original story!). However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the reputation and promises of such mercenary groups are essentially worthless. The Golden Company's reputation is slightly better, good enough to warrant a second glance from Lu Xuan, but that's all it is—a second glance.
"The training for those pterosaurs isn't finished yet, teacher. Isn't what you're doing a bit risky?"
"No need, I can control all the pterosaurs at the same time now. Let all the pterosaurs eat their fill, and we'll conduct our first bombing exercise tonight."
As night fell, a cargo ship sailed silently on the sea. Judging from its direction, its destination should be Slaver's Bay.
The whole world now knows that Slaver's Bay is at war. Thousands of Union warships have completely blockaded the bay. Almost all shipping lanes are blocked, and only a very few powerful merchants with extraordinary influence can cross the blockade. The owner of this ship, Illicio, is one of those powerful figures. In fact, he not only needs to cross the defenses to enter Slaver's Bay, but also to deliver an important person to Daenerys. At least someone he considers important: Tyrion Lannister, or simply the Imp.
By this time, Tyrion and Varys had escaped the pursuit of King's Landing, completely free from the ordeal of being thrown excrement. The two could even sit on the deck, sipping wine and chatting idly.
“The entire Essos is at odds with that woman. What can we do if we go there? I heard that the allied forces have already amassed an army of 300,000, and in a few days they will reach 400,000! 400,000 troops, plus the Golden Company's elephants! And she even wants to defend three cities. At this point, concentrating all our forces to defend one city is the best option.”
"Don't forget, she has a dragon."
“I know she has dragons, four young dragons. Three are ready to fight, but one is still nursing. Believe me, three dragons can't handle an army of 400,000 plus a thousand warships. I've read all the books about dragons in King's Landing. I know the power of dragons; they can't end this war.”
"Perhaps you're right, that's why she needs you. She needs your wisdom to help her win this battle."
"You flatter me too much. Although I consider myself a smart person, I see no hope from any angle. Hopefully, she has some hidden cards up her sleeve. Otherwise..."
Tyrion didn't finish his sentence, but his tone clearly indicated his pessimism about the war's outcome. They were, after all, at sea and hadn't yet received news of the changes at the Wall, unaware that Daenerys and Su Yuan had already wreaked havoc in Westeros.
At this moment, a large number of ships appeared in the little devil's view.
"Wow, look there. The nine city-states are still reinforcing their troops. By the way, is it too late for us to turn back now?"
"Unfortunately, if we turn back now, we'll be seen as having a guilty conscience. But going straight ahead is no problem. Illicio has taken care of everything; no one will make things difficult for us."
"Since your old friend is so powerful, why doesn't he just stop the attack from the nine city-states?"
"He tried. But several city-states experienced power shifts. His previous connections were severely diminished, and he could no longer influence the decision-makers. Also, if I'm not mistaken, these ships are supply ships. This means they should be attacking soon."
"Look at this war, I feel now that the struggle for the Iron Throne among the Seven Kingdoms is like a village brawl."
Varys was about to respond when they suddenly felt something fly overhead.
Tyrion, a small man, leaped up. He sensed something almost instinctively and excitedly rushed into the cabin, grabbing a telescope.
"It's a dragon, I bet it's a dragon. By the Seven Gods, I saw nine dragons. They were heading towards the Free City-State's supply fleet and seemed to have dropped something. Damn, it's too dark, I can't see clearly."
The next second, a dazzling green light shot into the sky, illuminating the surrounding sea as if it were daytime.
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Chapter 305 The Pterosaur Legion (Two-in-one chapter)
It's not fair to blame the transport fleet for being unprepared; it's simply that centuries have passed. They've long forgotten how to deal with a dragon's attack. In fact, even centuries ago, they wouldn't have been able to handle it.
Nighttime, extremely low-altitude flight, dropping bombs. This is a modern-day aerial combat tactic; this world has no experience dealing with it.
Hundreds of alchemical bombs were hurled at the transport ships below. Most of the crew members on the transport ships were dozing off, as they were about to hand over to the main fleet. They had been on guard the entire way, but at the last moment, they had become complacent. Lu Xuan's sudden attack completely threw the entire fleet into disarray.
Countless explosions and flames shot into the sky, turning the entire sea into a green ocean. The flames of the wildfire bombs could not be extinguished with water. Just one bomb was enough to cause irreparable damage to these wooden ships.