Dragon Who Controls Time

As the Dragonjaw Mountains are close to the Imaskar Empire, Garen has no plans to turn this area into his own territory.

Among the Dragonjaw Mountains, he just chose a decent-sized mountain in the depths of the mountain range, intending to use this place as his temporary habitat. Before that, the place that Jialong chose already had its owner.

A tribe of trolls occupy this place.

Facing the arrival of Garen, this troll clan named Gorehowl naturally surrendered to the wings of the legendary dragon.

The Gorehowl trolls are also the only dependent clan that Garen has conquered in the Dragonjaw Mountains.

The trolls with a strong backing want to conquer more territories for Garen.

But under Galleon's orders, they did not do so.

Garen's subjugation of these vassals is only to provide some convenience for his life, not to expand his influence. It feels good to have some vassals. Because he is secretly plotting the Imaskar Empire, the Dragonjaw Mountains are far away from Imaskar. The Masca Empire was not far away, and Garen didn't want to startle the snakes and draw the attention of the Imaskar Empire too early.

Time passed quietly.

The days passed peacefully.

Duke Thorin, who became Garen's tentacles, would contact Garen every once in a while to report the news inside the empire to him.

Relying on his handsome and charming appearance and his status as a great aristocrat, this guy was dealing with the upper-class aristocracy of the empire.

However, these were of no use to Garen.

His goal is the Imaskar Secret Artifact, and the best time to do it is when the Imaskar Empire declines.

Before that, Garen gave Thorin a task.

Do more trade with the masters of the Imaskar Secret Artifacts, spy on the news of the Imaskar Secret Artifacts, and search for the personal habits of these masterful artifact lords, because the masters of the Imperial Secret Artifacts The artificer lords, without exception, possess strong individual strength and are the top legendary artificers. It will not be easy to directly seize the imperial artifact from their hands.

Garen spends most of his time in a deep sleep.

In his spare time, he conducts extensive but not boring research.

Arcane, magic net, magical heritage, power of time... In this timeline, Garen grew very slowly, but this did not prevent him from learning through a long time. A little bit of in-depth control of his own ability, overall, his strength is still steadily improving, but the speed is slower.

Diligent research pays off.

Garen mainly relies on his own talent in the learning of spells, which makes his knowledge not so profound. Compared with normal legendary spellcasters, his background is a bit shallow, but as time goes by, his knowledge is rapidly increasing. Accumulate, gradually equalize with other legendary spellcasters.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed quietly.

"The energy of the gate of time and space is far from being complete."

Garen raised his left wrist, and the nine gems that made up the Imaskar circle were dotted on the silver dragon scale, exuding a faint luster.

"At the current speed, it will take at least thirty years to fill the gate of time and space."

Garen shook his head slightly.

The time he lived on the main timeline added up to less than thirty years.

"However, if I stay in the parallel timeline for a hundred years, but only one year has passed in the main timeline, and my physical growth is only equivalent to one year of the main timeline."

The silver giant dragon's eyes were thoughtful, and the dragon's tail swayed restlessly.

"Then the question is, my age is a hundred years old, still one year old?"

If he is a hundred years old, his strength is completely below the level of an adult time dragon. According to one year old, he has indeed spent a hundred years.

"However, the speed of time passing on me has always been different."

"It's more appropriate to count according to the age of the main timeline."

"Otherwise, when I am a hundred years old, Yuna is still less than twenty years old, which is too strange."

Garen felt that the age of the dragon should be calculated according to its normal growth. In this case, he would still be a tender young dragon when he returned to the main timeline.

A young dragon that is almost fifty meters long.

Gallen didn't think deeply about the issue.

Anyway, his age is what he said.

Next, Garen closed his eyes, and the structure of the magic net appeared in his mind, as well as the obscure and twisted arcane runes, and continued his research and understanding of arcane magic.

However, this research was interrupted not long after.

A message crystal was constantly vibrating, emitting the mana fluctuations belonging to Eorem.

Kanon took out the message crystal and poured magic power into it.

The moment the magic power entered the communication crystal, its tremors stopped, and at the same time, a beam of light of different colors bloomed, forming a vivid picture in the blink of an eye. In the picture, Eorem's Appearance, he looks like he is in his own mage tower, behind him are rows of bookshelves several meters high, which are densely packed with heavy books.

"Looks like you've ended your war with the orcs."

Kanon looked at the environment around Eorem and said.

This was the first time Eorem had contacted him since he parted ways with the Grand Arcanist.

Eorem nodded and said, "Three months ago, the orc army was completely defeated by us, and there is no trace of the orcs in the land around Netheril."

With a sincere smile on his face, he continued: "After that, I can finally devote myself to my arcane research."

Arcane is an esoteric art.

The esoteric arts require the most dedicated and in-depth research.

Due to the threat of the orcs, Eorem's spirit has never been fully concentrated, and he has always focused part of his mind on dealing with the looting of the orcs, but now he can take back this part of his mind and focus his attention completely on arcane research. up.

In this state of complete relaxation of mind, in just two months, he has achieved certain gains.

Jia Long nodded lightly and said, "Congratulations, I look forward to the day when I see the realization of the floating city."

Garen knew his shortcomings.

His spell creativity is not at all superior to that of a great arcanist like Eorem. Gallen has tried to create his own legendary spells, but it has never been successful.

For Gallen, befriending a great arcanist like Eorem is a good way to gain powerful arcane spells.

at the same time.

In the picture displayed by the communication crystal, Eorem raised his palm.

A faint blue ball composed of dense arcane runes appeared in Eorem's palm, and his face was illuminated with a faint blue color. At first glance, it turned out to be a bit evil.

Garen's arcane attainment is also not low.

He could see that the faint blue sphere in Eorum's palm was a completed spell model, which, in addition to Netherel's arcane runes, was also mixed with many spell runes that Gallen was familiar with.

"what is this?"

Garen asked.

Eorem looked at the dim blue ball and said, "I retreated and studied the results for two months, the tenth-level spell, the immortality."

"The human lifespan is too short, and the road to truth is too long."

"This spell can give the Arcanist almost eternal life, enough time to explore the essence of the world, and there is no cost to itself."

Immortality without a price... Garen narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the spell model in Eorem's hand.

Gallen is an immortal dragon, and he doesn't need immortality, but Gallen knows what such a spell means to a human arcanist.

Spell research is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the lifespan of a human species is too short in comparison.

Of course, the Arcanists at this time already had a lot of life-extending means.

But these means, without exception, have to pay a huge price.

For example, Harris, who became a lich, became extremely evil in his heart, and instead became a big scourge to his country.

And Eorem's immortality technique allows human arcanists to preserve their pure will as an arcanist while immortalizing, and will not be affected by the negative cost of other immortality methods. Such a spell can make Nether The Grand Arcanists of Riel survived as true selves, enough to be the cornerstones of a civilization.

"You should have noticed that this spell uses a lot of runes from the necromancy school."

"Without the knowledge of otherworldly spells you brought, I still don't know when my immortality spell will be completed."

"Therefore, I intend to be the first to impart immortality to you."

Hearing Eorem's words, and looking at the immortality model in his hand, Garen had a hunch in his heart.

Just the advance research and development of this immortality technique will produce a series of chain reactions, which can at least shorten the natural progress of the Arcane Empire for hundreds of years, and Eorem, with the blessing of advanced spell knowledge, the level of arcane spells is at Rapid improvement, if nothing else, his floating city will also be on the stage of history ahead of schedule.

Because of Garen's intervention, the future Netheril Arcane Empire may have to debut in advance.

"Perhaps, I can also make the crisis of the Imaskar Empire come earlier."

Jialong made inferences, and his brain immediately became active.

At the same time, Eorem lightly tapped the ball of light in his hand, and the faint blue light immediately covered the entire screen of the communication crystal, and the magic rune inside was displayed in front of Garen, and then Eorem Started teaching remotely.

He really enjoys being a teacher imparting knowledge.

Garen was very interested in this immortality technique and began to study it seriously.

He didn't use the immortality technique himself. At first, he just held the mentality of not learning such powerful spells for nothing, thinking that it would be good to learn more super ninth-level spells.

However, following Eorum's explanation, Gallen gradually understood the essence of this immortality technique.

Under the faint blue light, Eorem looked a little evil.

The essence of immortality is definitely not a good spell in the eyes of many creatures.

"Is it the knowledge of spells I gave Eorem that caused the immortality spell to turn sour, or was his vision just like this, but it was accelerated to realize it?"

While listening to Eorem's lecture on the state of ecstasy, Garon made a small step and thought to himself.

He has seen it.

The essence of this spell is - destruction.

to death and then to life.

However, instead of killing the caster of the spell, it allows the caster to gain an unlimited increase in lifespan by killing all life within a range in an instant and killing other creatures.

Immortality itself has a killing effect comparable to withering death.

It specifies a range.

After the casting is completed, all living creatures within a range will be turned into ashes, and their lifespan will be transferred to the great arcanist who casts the spell. It can achieve the effect of near immortality.

"This...Eorem seems to have been inspired by necromantic spells."

Garen blinked.

"Canon, what are you thinking? Concentrate."

At this moment, Eorem suddenly looked at Galen, who was not focused, and his tone increased by a stanza.

Under the reminder of the great arcanist, Garen turned his attention to the immortality technique and dispelled the distracting thoughts.

Tenth-level spells are more complicated.

The communication crystal lit up for a full two weeks.

For all the magic runes and subtle structures required by the immortality technique, Garen has memorized it, and Eorem has already told Garen the key point of this spell, and he can now do it himself. Researched.

"Because of the knowledge of spells you brought, I have been inspired a lot recently."

"I will continue to retreat after that."

Eorem was in high spirits, his eyes glowing with the light of wisdom, and said.

"You have finished immortality."

"What are your next research goals?"

Garen asked.

Eorem had already made a decision in his heart, so he said without hesitation, "The core of the magic net, a magic device."

The core of the magic web?

What is this stuff.

Garen was slightly startled.

"You don't continue to study how to create a floating city?"

Eorem smiled, a scholar's smile appeared on the old face, and said: "In addition to the magic net core, this magic device will have other names, the core of the floating city, the core of the nether, The Core of Mystra."

Mystra is the name of the powerful goddess of magic, the goddess of magic.

"You mean, the core of this magic net will be the key to creating a floating city?"

Eorem nodded and said: "I found that it is unrealistic to rely on the power of the Arcanist to support a city in the sky."

"So I thought about whether it is possible to build a stable connection with the magic net and obtain a steady stream of energy from the depths of the magic net to support the city to stand in the air."

"I thought about it for a long time and thought this was the most feasible way."

After a pause, Eorem continued: "So I need to create an energy core for the floating city that relies on the magic net."

"Without this core, everything else is empty talk."

When he heard that he was relying on the magic net, Kanon froze in his heart.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"In case the magic net suddenly fails, the floating cities created by your method will probably crash one after another, with catastrophic consequences."

Garen reminded.

Eorem shook his head and said, "Since the birth of human beings, the magic net has existed, and the goddess of magic is always devoting her efforts to repair the damage of the magic net."

"Even if there is an accident in the magic net, it is impossible for such a huge system to collapse in an instant."

"When the time comes, the Arcanists will have time to respond appropriately."

Makes sense.

Such a big magic net system will not fail instantly.

Garen nodded slightly.

"It's too far to say, it is still unknown whether the core of the magic net will succeed."

"Without the core of the magic net, the floating city can only be an unrealizable fantasy."

Eorem sighed.

"Don't worry, you will succeed."

Eorem wondered, "How can you be so sure?"

He felt that Gallen's tone was more confident than his own.

"I believe in your abilities as a Grand Arcanist."

Garon said.

"In order to live up to the trust of Your Excellency Zhenlong, it seems that I can only succeed."

The Grand Arcanist laughed.

After chatting for a while, the magic power fluctuation of the communication crystal disappeared, and Eorem continued to retreat and began his own research on the core of the magic net.

"It can be said that Netheril can become a magical empire in the future, it can be said that Eorem achieved it."

Garen thought to himself.

The extermination of the orcs relies on the teleportation spell created by Eorem, which eliminated his biggest enemy in the early stage for Netheril, and solved the external trouble, and the immortality spell, which is extremely important to the great arcanist, also came from Eorem. Orem's hand, the first floating city is estimated to be researched by him.

Garen raised his dragon claw.

The magic power surged, and magic runes emerged, and they began to float and float around his dragon claws, slowly sketching and interweaving, building the magic framework of immortality.

In the huge, empty and rudimentary alpine dragon nest, Garen began to learn about immortality.

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The spring and autumn alternate, the sun and the moon rotate, and time passes quietly.

Adventure stories have sprung up in the land of Faerûn.

Bards sing legends in taverns.

At the same time, a piece of news gradually spread.

There is a mysterious and powerful Taikoo dragon living in the Dragonjaw Mountains. He conducts his terrifying magical research on the top of the mountain. Anyone who breaks into its territory will not be able to see the sun the next day, even a legendary creature.

Some people are convinced of the existence of Taikoo dragon, and some scoff at it.

at the same time.

In the depths of the Dragon Jaw Mountains, in a mountain covered with green pines, the super-giant Legendary True Dragon has deep eyes.

"It has begun, the Imaskar Empire has decided to start a war."

Garen got news from Thorin.

The Imaskar Empire decided to do it.

They are no longer satisfied with the territories of the East.

The Imaskar Empire wants all of Faerûn.

The empire has sent dozens of troops in all directions, consisting of artificers and Imaskar warriors equipped with artifice armor, led by legendary artificers, and have left the empire one after another.

The Imaskar Empire, relying on its ferocious and powerful Legion of Fantastic Weapons, actually marched in three directions at the same time.

The confidence and confidence of the empire are vividly displayed.

However, Kanon had a strong premonition in his heart.

The destruction of the Imaskar Empire will begin with this war.

Garen believed his hunch.

The silver dragon closed his eyes again and began to wait patiently.

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In the land of Faerun, there is more than one race, and there is also more than one country.

If the Imaskar Empire wants to dominate Faerun, they need to face hundreds of kingdoms, city-states, and countless rural towns, but these resistances are not a big deal for the Imaskar Empire. question.

As long as there are enough resources, the artificer can create a steady stream of artifice army.

They are extremely good at large-scale warfare.

In the face of the power of the Imaskar Empire, many small countries close to the empire did not resist, and even welcomed the army of the empire, accepted the entry of the strange weapon army, and voluntarily became a vassal of the Imaskar Empire.

Of course, some countries do not want to become vassals.

For example, a small country in the northeast of Faerûn.

Tata Country.

In a world without gods.

With the strength of the Imaskar Empire, it can push the continent horizontally, but here is Faerun, there are many gods, and different countries have different beliefs. Imaskar is a magical empire that does not fear gods, but there are individual countries. A believer of a god.

Tata country is a country with extremely faithful beliefs.

This is a country in the desert, and the scorching heat and scorching gravel have created the tough and fearless characters of the people of Tada.

Stepping across this desert, and across the Kra Valley, the vast mountains and green wilds, the Imaskar Empire will face off against the Arcanists of Netheril.

The small Tada country is the first obstacle in the desert.

In the face of the small country that was unwilling to surrender to its allegiance, the Imaskar Empire's Fantastic Weapons Corps showed no mercy, and there was an endless stream of fantastical armies.

In the almost blood-colored evening sunset.

King Tata stood at a high place in the country, under the escort of Tata warriors, looking out to the endless yellow sand outside the city.

Besides, yellow is the eternal theme of this desert land.

But today, King Tata looked far into the distance, and all he could see was a cold metallic color, and his field of vision was almost covered with strange artifacts.

"Accept the glory of the empire, and your country will go to glory under the leadership of the empire."

"I'll give you one last chance."

"Submit, or destroy!"

The leader of the Artifact Legion gave an ultimatum.

King Tata turned his head, looked at the people behind him, and saw fearless faces.

Immediately, the king looked at the endless Legion of Magical Weapons with a firm expression on his face.

He looked around and said in a deep voice, "The people of Tada are protected by the goddess of doom!"

"The followers of the goddess of misfortune will never succumb to the power of the empire!"

The artificer who had never heard of the Goddess of Fortune laughed and said, "God? How many legions does he have?"

"Imaskar Empire only believes in machinery and magic."

"Can your god save you from the flood of imperial armies?"

With the strength of the Imaskar Empire, if ordinary gods come to the main material world alone, I am afraid they are not the opponents of the magic army, and there are customary rules among the gods, and gods will not be for the main material world. The national war is won or lost.

Under the strife of the Fantastic Weapons Legion, a small country in a remote place was destroyed without any accident.

What the godless artificer didn't know, however.

Doom, an unruly chaotic evil deity of medium power.

She doesn't care about gains and losses.

So, at the moment when Tada Kingdom was destroyed, an angry whisper sounded in a certain layer of the bottomless abyss.

"Imaskar Empire, they should pay a painful price for their arrogance!"

The rest of the planes, gods of both good and evil alignments, mostly heard the whisper.

They were silent, but turned their attention to the Faerun Continent and the Imaskar Empire.

Magical empires seldom breed soil of faith, and they have never been favored by the gods.

The gods would love to see the troubles that lie ahead for the Imaskar Empire.

at the same time.

In the territory of the Imaskar Empire, a girl with black and red antlers and a black veil descended quietly.

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