Dragon Who Controls Time

"Netheril originated from a coalition of seven small fishing villages."

"The name means the land of Nether."

On the magic flywheel, Eorem looked at the city of humans that was getting closer and closer, and said to the silver dragon beside him, which was much larger than the magic flywheel.

Garen nodded slightly.

His eyes swept across the city of Nether in his field of vision.

The towering city walls, the high-rise buildings one after another, the pedestrians coming and going on the wide streets, and a large number of towering mage towers can be clearly seen inside. Equally astoundingly high.

With such a caster ratio, and a group of arcanists who never forget their original aspirations and characters like Eorem, the future rise of this magical empire can be said to be destined, and it has now revealed itself Look at the potential.

The territory of Nether now is not vast.

There are also not many cities belonging to Nether on the earth, and the scale is not much larger than the human cities seen in Noah Continent in the eyes of Garen.

However, the thriving atmosphere here is not available in the Noah Continent Kingdom, and people who perform simple arcane magic can be seen everywhere on the streets.

Due to the existence of the Leyline, the threshold for low-level arcane magic is very low.

However, it is not easy to learn the advanced things, and arcane spells are actually more difficult to learn than ordinary spells.

"This is Lemon City, the city with the most arcanists in Netheril, and it belongs to me."

"The people in the city are proud of me, and I am also proud of being here."

Eorem said to Garen with a smile.

Along the way, through Eorem's introduction, Gallon already had a certain understanding of Netheril.

Netheril has no imperial power in this country.

Once upon a time there was King Nether.

However, with the development of arcane art, the individual strength of arcane masters has gradually improved, and the rulers of various cities in Netheril have gradually been replaced by powerful arcane masters, and these powerful arcane masters are basically great arcane masters, belonging to Legendary creatures, because each of the Great Arcanists has their own strong personal style, and manages the city differently, resulting in different cities in Netheril having different code of order.

There is no unified king here.

Strictly speaking, Netheril is actually a city-state amalgamation of a group of Grand Arcanists.

It's just that the current Netheril, the total of zero and zero, can only add up to more than a dozen cities.

One of the most prosperous is the city of Lemon in Eorem.

Jialong looked far into the distance, and his eyes fell on the interior of the city.

There are many traces of magical transformation in this city. The transformation is not refined, and many places are still rough, but Garen can see that these transformations seem to be trying to make the buildings inside the city into a whole.

Eorem noticed Garen's gaze.

In the depths of the great arcanist's eyes, there was a hint of yearning, saying: "I had an idea, through the power of arcane magic, let the city fly high in the sky, hang high in the wind and clouds, away from other races. strife.”

"In this way, we arcanists can concentrate on their own exploration and research on the nature of all things."

"It's just that due to the intrusion of orcs, I have been unable to study it."

"After the orcs are resolved, I will close myself in the mage tower and concentrate all my energy on what I want to do."

As a spellcaster, Eorem is not interested in competing for supremacy between nations.

He wants to break free from the shackles of the earth and build a kingdom that does not need to care about the disputes on the continent and is above the rest.

Garen's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Eorem.

Garon looked at Eorem and said slowly: "If it can be successful, what do you think this city should be called?"

Eorem said without hesitation, "Floating City."

With the speed with which he answered, it was obvious that the name had been carefully thought out for a long time.

Garon smiled and said, "Nice name."

He knew that the future Netheril Empire was known as a floating city, and now it seemed that Eorem had planted the seeds in his heart long ago.

"When your floating city is completed, I may come to visit."

Garen had never seen the floating city with his own eyes, but he was quite interested in such a city that could soar in the sky.

"At that time, I will welcome you."

A smile appeared on Eorem's face.

In his heart, he has always had doubts about whether the floating city can be built, but this will not reduce Eorem's determination.

Next, after the Arcanist and the human warriors were settled, under the leadership of Eorem, Garon briefly wandered around Netheril's territory, and then Eorem returned to Lemon City, After the follow-up of the attack on Fury Peak is dealt with, go to find Garen.

He first invited Garen to his mage tower, so that the two could better exchange knowledge of spells.

But Garen didn't answer.

He rested temporarily in a dense forest near Lemon City.

The super-giant dragon body just rolled gently for a few laps, and it overwhelmed the tough trees in a destructive manner, forming an open area around it that could accommodate Garen's body.

A wave of dragon might emanated from Garen, making the magical creatures around him dare not approach.

The area for dozens of miles around Kanon was as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

Under the shroud of moonlight, Garen was lying on his side, one dragon claw supported his head, the other dragon claw took out the gate of time and space, and looked carefully.

"With the most suitable anchor point, the Imaskar Dharma Ring, all the energy is exhausted."

This time the teleportation made the energy of the gate of time and space trickle down.

The wisps of the power of time were extracted from the river of time under the control of Garen, injected into the Imaskar circle, and filled with the energy of the gate of time and space bit by bit at a very slow speed.

at the same time.

Garen felt the speed at which he extracted the power of time, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Compared to my efficiency in the main timeline, there is almost a hundred times the gap."

Garen took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and at the same time focused his mind, shielding himself from outside interference, and absorbing the power of time like a cocoon.

He felt that the long river of time here was rejecting him.

With Jialong's unremitting efforts, he reluctantly squeezed out some time to give him the power of time.

"With such a power of time to absorb speed, it will take decades just to fill the gate of time and space."

"If I consume too much time, it will also take a lot of time to recover."

This means that in this timeline, Garen has to pay special attention to the consumption when using the power of time. He cannot use the acceleration state to increase the speed when he is on the road as before, but there is no reason for the control of elemental energy. impact on different timelines.

Due to the existence of the magic net, the ordered elemental energy here is like an arm for Garen.

When he released the spell, the consumption of his magic power and mental power was reduced a lot, and the power of the spell was also improved to a certain extent, and the speed of magic power recovery was also greatly improved.

"The flow rates of different timelines are related to the rate at which I draw the power of time."

Kanonana held the gate of time and space that was depleted of energy, and his expression became heavier.

He had a hunch.

I am afraid that I will stay on this timeline for a long time.

However, Garen was not in a hurry.

Dragons are very sleepy.

When there is nothing to do, it is completely possible to sleep for a long time to spend a long time.

When Garen was in the main timeline, he had a lot of things to deal with. He rarely slept for a long time, but he could rest well here.

In the shadow of the whirling trees, the silver dragon raised its head, glanced at the dark night sky with stars hanging in the sky, and closed its eyes in the sound of low and steady breathing, the Imaskar ring was tightly held. In the dragon claws, the power of time continued to be injected bit by bit.

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A simple log cabin was built beside a trickling creek.

In this silent forest, the Grand Arcanist exchanges knowledge with the legendary dragon.

It has been two months since Garon came to Faerun. As spellcasters who pursue the truth and essence, Garon and Eorem are like-minded people, and they both enjoy this pure exchange of knowledge.

"Communication with the magic net, contacting the magic net, is the first step for ordinary arcanists to learn arcane arts."

"From low-level to high-level, from simple to complex, a little touch to the essence of arcane magic."

"But with your magical attainments, you can start directly from the legendary arcane and try to simplify it."

"You have seen my best ten-ring arcane art. It is called Mountain Splitting Art. Now I will break it down and tell you."

The brilliance of spells intertwined and emerged, and it became a three-dimensional illusory mountain. The inside and outside of the mountain was composed of mysterious arcane runes. Arcane runes were carefully displayed in front of Garen's eyes.

Garen kept his eyes fixed and listened carefully.

Eorem was a good teacher and good at teaching.

He knew all the difficulties of arcane magic, and almost whenever Gallen was in doubt, before he could ask Gallen, Eorem seemed to have penetrated his mind and answered Gallen's question in the next second. doubt.

Under the guidance of such a great arcanist, Garen's arcane knowledge has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Eorem taught him the legendary arcane directly. The purpose was not to let Gallen learn it, but to clarify the framework and composition of the arcane to Gallen by constructing the basic elements of mountain splitting. This way of teaching is Eorem. Specially designed for canon, works well for canon.

Eorem can even selflessly take out his own signature legendary arcane spell, which makes Garen admire him with admiration.

This arcanist's pattern made Garen unable to help but feel good in his heart, and at the same time made Garen more certain, Eorem is definitely a leader in the rise of Netherel, and it is worth making friends.

The current Netheril is still far from its glorious moment, and the development of arcane art is far from reaching its prosperous period. , Garon felt that he could come several times in the future to learn more legendary arcane spells.

For the knowledge of spells that he possesses, Garen also did not hide it.

However, although Garen's talent is very good, whether it is ordinary spells or arcane spells, he can learn quickly, but he is not a qualified teacher.

Eorem went through several small classes with Galleon, and was silent for a long time, and then resolutely said that he could study by himself.

Garen was a little embarrassed, but he could only express his helplessness.

Time passed quietly.

The sun rises again and again and sets again and again, and day and night alternate with each other.

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed. During this time, from the most basic knowledge to the legendary spell book, Garon and Eorem made a lot of exchanges.

Arcane is the same as the essence of magic, and the similarity is extremely high.

Garen himself has the level of a legendary spellcaster, and with Eorem's careful teaching, it took four months in total, and Garen's arcane level soon reached the level of a great arcanist, and he could successfully release the cracking mountain. technique.

Even the legendary arcane has been learned, and the low-level arcane is naturally no problem. In the eyes of Jialong, it is the same as the low-level spells of the Eight Schools. Just a few glances are enough to master it.

Moulton's notes Galleon made a copy for Eorem.

Because the content of the notes is very detailed, through self-study, this knowledgeable Grand Arcanist can already release a ninth-ring-level evocative fireball.

During this period of time, the process of researching arcane spells made Garon addicted, and he almost forgot that he was here for the secret weapon of the Imaskar Empire, but this peaceful and peaceful time was about to come to an end.

"I raided Rage Peak, but the orc problem hasn't been fundamentally resolved."

"Their main army is stationed deep in the deep and vast mountains and forests, and from time to time they send out orcs to plunder teams to harass and retaliate against our land of Nether."

"Now, the fortune-tellers I called have discovered the orc's camp."

"Therefore, I decided to lead my troops to expedition again, and lead the Arcanist to destroy them all and carry out a crusade of extinction!"

Eorem's eyes were sharp and he said in a deep voice.

In the shadow left by Garen blocking the sun, the friendly Grand Arcanist showed his decisive side.

Garon now knows the grievances between Netheril and the orc tribes. When Netheril was still a few scattered small fishing villages, it was miserable because of the burning, killing and looting of the orcs, and the hatred for the orcs was deeply rooted. With the ability of , it is reasonable to think about exterminating all the orcs around Netheril.

"I think you need the help of a legendary true dragon."

"With the friendship between us, I can ask you a little less for your reward."

Garen grinned.

As the saying goes, with a hammer in your hand, everything you see is a nail.

Garen has just learned the legendary arcane, and naturally wants to try its power for himself.

However, the dragon will never contribute in vain, no matter how good the relationship between the other party and him is.

Eorem looked at the huge silver dragon, shook his head and said, "The spellcasters among the orcs have not yet had the means to crack the space teleportation technique. As long as they find the location of the orcs, the arcanist can annihilate them."

In Faerûn now, spells of this type have not yet been invented.

In the war with the orcs, the arcanists who can teleport now have the absolute initiative.

"The orc army is not weak."

"I am determined to annihilate them all, whether they flee or resist, I will not let them go."

"According to my estimation, this extermination march will take at least a year."

After a pause, Eorem looked regretful and said to Gallen: "I spent a pleasant and pure time communicating with you, but I'm afraid I won't have time until the war with the orcs is over. It's time."

Under the watchful eye of the great arcanist, the silver dragon stretched its wings that covered the sky.

The edges of the dragon wings were covered with a dense canopy, and there was a rustling sound of rubbing.

Garen waved his dragon wings a few times, and said in the gust of wind that followed: "Just right, I'm going to leave too."

"Imaskar Empire in the East?"

Eorem asked.

Garen nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the platinum dragon pupils showed wisps of light.

"You came to Faerûn for the sake of this powerful empire in the East."

Eorem thought that Garen had asked him about the situation of the Imaskar Empire at the very beginning, and responded quickly.

There is nothing to hide.

Garon said calmly: "It is true, you guessed right."

"When I finish the war with the orcs, I may go to the Imaskar Empire and see the scenery of this powerful empire." Eorem thought for a while and said.

After saying a few simple farewell words, one person and one dragon left behind items that can be contacted.

The Grand Arcanist left.

The silver dragon also flew high into the sky, flying in the direction of the rising sun in the whistling wind.