Dragon Who Controls Time

"A prosperous magical empire, if there is no external intervention, the probability of its fall is very small."

Garon thought silently.

The ancient Imaskar Empire died because of the gods, and the Nether Empire is the same in the established historical trajectory.

"In the floating city of Nether, the Church of the Goddess of Magic is the most."

Garen suddenly said.

Eorem nodded and said, "Yes, a small number of arcanists believe in this goddess, and even if they don't, most of them respect him very much."

The devotion of the goddess of magic is seen by the arcanists.

Although the Arcanists are arrogant, they still have full respect for this god, including Eorem.

Garon nodded slightly and continued: "As far as I know, the one who will bring destruction to Nether in the future will most likely be an enemy of the Goddess of Magic. Fei Lin Mokui is just a tool, without Fei Lin Mokui, maybe there will be more There is the Felin Demon Tree, the Felin Demon Bear... so don't rush to find the Felin Demon Sunflower."

Eorem was slightly taken aback: "The enemy of the goddess of magic?"

Garen nodded and said: "I don't know who it is, but think about it, what kind of existence can be the enemy of powerful divine power?"

Those who can compete with powerful divine powers are naturally powerful divine powers.

Eorem was silent, his expression solemn.

The gods cannot exert their full strength in the main material world, but if they underestimate the gods because of this, it would be arrogant and ignorant.

"That's too bad."

"It's the worst-case scenario."

Eorem gave a wry smile.

The ancient Imaskar Empire was burnt to the flames by the angry gods and saints, and Eorem was a person who had experienced that era. He did not believe in gods, but he knew how incredible the power of these ultimate existences.

In a small tavern, in a corner that no one noticed.

The Arcanist King looked sad and seemed at a loss for a moment.

However, in a short period of time, Eorem took a few deep breaths and adjusted his mood.

His face calmed down and said, "Even if it is a powerful divine power, I will not sit back and watch him destroy my Nether."

"Anyway, the worst outcome is already there, so no matter what I do, it will not lead to a worse outcome."

Garen nodded and said, "Very well, I understand your determination."

Eorem looked at Garen and said, "You know the future trajectory better than me, what should we do next?"

Garen smiled and said, "Watch what happens, wait for Nether's enemies to surface, and prepare to deal with them."

After knowing that it was the Felin Demon Kwai, and then facing the attack of Felin Kwai, at least the Arcanists of Nether would not be caught off guard.

Eorem nodded and said, "I will collect the information on Fei Lin's magic sunflower, and first find a way to restrain them."

If the Faerin Demon Kwai is killed in advance, then the unknown gods in the dark may find new means to target the Arcanist. In this way, it is better to wait for the Faerin Demon Kwai who has already learned about it to show up.

Garen nodded and said, "Also, you need to secretly find someone named Karthus."

"I saw the figure of this Arcanist in the future. He will become the Great Arcanist and a very important figure in the future."

Garen knew that Karthus developed the Ascension Technique because the Nether Empire was crumbling, and he shouldered the heavy responsibility of saving the country, so he could successfully create this forbidden spell.

Regardless of whether it can finally escape the fate of destruction, this magical empire is bound to experience a major setback test.

If Netheril is not destroyed this time, it will be reborn from the ashes.

"Kalthus...I see."

Eorem took down the name.

at the same time.

Something is happening thousands of miles away.

A mischievous and cynical arcanist who has sympathy for Netherese enemies, creatures such as orcs and goblins, that the Netherites should not kill them so brutally.

He believed that the Nether Empire at this time was already extremely powerful, and it was high above the sky, and the hatred for the orcs a thousand years ago should not be continued.

That's all in the past.

The current Netherer should be more tolerant, have the wind of the empire, and forgive the enemies of the past.

He repeatedly attacked the Nether Empire, so he was deemed to hate his own country and was expelled from the floating city to which he belonged.

At this time, the Arcanist wandered in the barren wilderness on the ground, looking up at the floating city from time to time with disgust and hatred on his face.

"This rotten floating city can't wait."

With a heavy snort, Orostine embarked on the journey again.

He who had just been expelled from the Floating City had no purpose and had no idea where he was going, just walking aimlessly in the wilderness.

Time passed by.

When he passed by a slightly sunken land, the ground suddenly trembled violently.

Under Orostin's vigilant gaze, an ugly creature emerged from the ground.

This creature is like a conical twisted piece of flesh, with four short and deformed limbs on its body, and a large mouth full of spiral-like spiky fangs, which is extremely terrifying.

It doesn't look like a good thing.

Orostine constructs spells.

A cluster of lightning chains burst out from his hands, biting at the monster like a silver snake.

What happened next shocked the arcanist.

Elemental aura appeared on the surface of the monster's body, and then he swallowed all the chain lightning he cast.

It was unscathed, and the breath even slightly strengthened.

"It's over, why am I so unlucky?"

Olostin felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he had encountered a powerful monster.

He was used to a safe life in the floating city. He was not good at fighting, and tried a few spells. After finding that it was completely ineffective, his heart was full of despair, and he yearned for the days in the floating city.

However, in the process of waiting for the opponent to kill, Olostin found that the monster didn't seem to mean to hurt it.

Buzzing...... Invisible spiritual power poured into Olostin's mind.

Next, the common language he knew sounded in his head.

"Hello, spellcaster."

"I have no ill will towards you."

the other said.

Olostin was stunned for a moment, looking at the hideous and ugly monster with calm eyes.

"What are you? What did you stop me trying to do?"

He took a step back and said boldly.

"Someone once called our race Feline Demon Kui."

Feline Magic Kui said.

After a pause, it continued to Olostin: "Our race lives in the deep underground area, and has been uncontested for tens of thousands of years."

"but..........."

The voice of the Fei Lin Mokui became angry and said: "In recent years, due to the abuse of some magic on the surface, a large number of my clan's cubs died."

"I want to know, what force is abusing the power of magic!"

"If you know, please tell me the specific information."

The Felyn is a strange race.

When they are adults, they have a very powerful spell called suction magic, which is very aimed at the caster, but the juveniles of the magic sunflower cannot withstand the erosion of magic power and need to survive in a peaceful place of elemental energy.

The abuse of magic.... Olostin raised his head and looked at the small black spot between the wind and clouds, a floating city.

He immediately understood what the power of abusing magic that Fei Lin Mokui was talking about was.

It was the Nether Empire that expelled him.

Holding the hatred for the Nether Empire, Orostine said to Fei Lin Mo Kui: "I happen to know."

With a look of pleasure on his face, he told all the news about Netheril that he knew, and told the Felin Demon Kui in front of him.

Hearing Olostin's words, Fei Lin Mo Kui was stunned for a moment.

It did not expect that just after leaving the ground, the first person it met happened to know their enemy so well, and was very enthusiastic.

"I would like to express my thanks to you on behalf of Fei Lin Mo Kui."

This Felin magic sunflower said to Olostin.

It also opened its mouth and spit out a staff with dazzling elemental aura, a brown crystal, and said, "This staff is a little bit of intention."

"Besides that, there is an abandoned fortress hidden underground in the northwest that you can rebuild to hide from the evil Netherese arcanists."

After giving the location coordinates to Orostine, it pointed to the crystal and said, "If you have information about the Nether Empire in the future, you can contact us through the crystal."

"In exchange, our race will pay you enough."

"Magic gear, spells, or help from us."

Olostin was overjoyed, took the staff and the crystal, and said, "I'm very happy to meet you. I believe that we will have contact in the future."

Next, Felin Mokui returned to the depths of the ground with news about the Netheril Empire, planning how to retaliate against the Arcanist Empire.

Time passed quietly.

Years passed by in a flash.

Orostin left the lands of Faerûn and found the fortress.

He summoned some creatures who were also dissatisfied with Netheriel, including but not limited to humans, elves, goblins, orcs, etc., to join his fortress, and with the help of Faerun's magic flower, he grew a little bit.

During this period, Garen and Eorem no longer appeared.

Fei Lin's magic sunflower never reappeared.

The Netheril Empire was calm, but it was like the calm before the storm.

In the eyes of the rest of the Arcanists, the King of Arcanists seemed to have evaporated from the world, leaving the original city and also did not show up in the rest of the Arcanist cities.

Many arcanists speculated that Eorem had left Faerûn for another plane.

In fact, he changed his appearance and took Garen on a tour of Faerûn's land. While discussing future countermeasures with Garen, he continued to discuss spells and time-space magic.

With the help of Eorem, Gallen has absorbed the knowledge of spells over the past thousand years at an extremely fast speed.

One by one spells above tenth level were learned and mastered by him, which became one of his abilities.

A few years have passed since there was no change.

Until, a piece of land belonging to Netherland suddenly shook.

One after another extremely deep cracks emerged, and then countless ugly monsters climbed out of them, swarming in groups, galloping towards the boundaries below the floating cities.

In this regard, the reaction of the arcanists is not violent.

Compared with the magic experiments of some great arcane masters, the movement of Fei Lin's magic sunflower breaking the earth can only be said to be insignificant, and naturally it cannot arouse the vigilance of arcan masters.

Next, groups of Fei Lin Demon Kui began to use suction magic on a large scale.

They are ancient and powerful creatures.

This spell-like ability can not only absorb magic power, but also absorb the vitality of all things. The elemental energy near the floating cities began to decrease greatly, and the land below slowly became barren, flowers and trees withered, rivers dried up, and beasts died... ..........The earth is desertifying.

This also has a certain effect on the Arcanists who live in the sky.

Some city owners discovered the weakening of the magic net's nuclear energy supply. At first, they didn't pay attention to it, but just controlled the floating city and floated to other places.

But soon, the arcanists discovered that the desertified land seemed to be moving with the floating city.

at the same time.

Over time, the effect of the Ley Core weakened even more.

Arcanists finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

A large number of arcanists left the floating city and went to the ground to investigate the situation.

And then.......they were ambushed by the Feline Demon Kwai.

Possessing magic-sucking Felin's Kwai can be said to be a spellcaster's nemesis to a large extent. Fortunately, because Eorem introduced Feling's Kwai in a meeting, the arcanists were faced with their attack. When I came to my senses, I knew how to deal with it.

The first frontal attack from Fei Lin Mo Kui did not cause too many casualties.

But this sounded the alarm for the Netheril Empire.

A biological race with magic suction is a huge threat to the floating city, and their existence cannot be tolerated.

As a result, the war between the Arcanist and the Feline Demon Kui broke out with a bang.

And at this time.

An elegant white cat stepped on the catwalk and jumped through the window into a clean and tidy room full of magic props.

"Cat Cat......"

In the room was a two-year-old child.

The child looked at the white cat with big curious eyes, ran over with short legs, and wanted to pick it up.

However, the sturdy white cat jumped onto the closet with one jump, and looked at the two-year-old child from a height with a strange look in his eyes.

"Infant Karthus......"

This white cat is precisely what Garen has transformed into in order not to attract attention.

It has been more than ten years since he came to Faerun, and finally, Eorem got news from Karthus.

Eorem was already hiding behind the scenes at this time, silently observing the progress between Netheril and Pherin Demon Kwai, and waiting for the critical moment to make his move, so Garon came to Karthus after learning the news The floating city where he is, intends to first see the appearance of the future great arcanist and plant a time stamp on him.

"Maomao, let me touch it."

The infant Karthus looked up at the white cat.

Next, he raised his chubby little hand and made a gentle pull on Garen.

The white cat was unmoved.

"what?"

The infant Karthus blinked his eyes and looked down at his hands in confusion.

Then he continued to wave at Garen again and again, but Garen always looked at him quietly, unmoved.

In fact, Garen's heart was full of shock.

Every time Karthus waved his hand, the surrounding elemental energy would automatically gather, forming a transparent mage hand, gently grabbing at Garen, but it was dispelled by him before he got close to Garen.

"Zero Ring Trick..."

Kanon looked at the young Karthus, shook his tail lightly, and let out a breath.

Karthus, who was just two years old, had already learned spells!

This kind of talent is really amazing and terrifying.

You must know that as far as the human race is concerned, there has not been enough knowledge accumulation, and it is difficult to release spells. The proficiency of the hands of this two-year-old human cub is enough to make many formal arcanists feel it. ashamed.