Dragon Who Controls Time

The mirror image of the death knight was filled with the power of death, riding the nightmare warhorse and standing in front of the death knight.

Time Avengers uses a time-lapse image on the death knight.

Garon's body glanced at the demigod-level necromancer, and used the elapsed mirror image on the skeleton-like mage to summon the necromancer mirror.

Next, the two mirror images attacked their deities together.

"Envoys of the Goddess of Magic, you can go and clean up the ordinary soldiers of the Death Legion."

"These demigods will be handled by me."

Garen said with a gentle smile to several demigod spellcasters in the Heart of Spell.

Several spellcasters tacitly stayed away from the silver dragon, and without the demigod of death stopping them, they started to cast large-scale seals or exile spells, eliminating the dead soldiers like a black ocean piece by piece.

At this time, Garen withdrew his gaze and looked at the undead dragon who was timid.

"you..............."

Garen wasn't finished yet.

The undead dragon squeezed out a smile on the translucent dragon face, and quickly said in the dragon language: "I am willing to surrender!"

"I was forcibly entered into the kingdom of God by the Lord of the End of All Things! If you can help me solve the death mark left by him, I am happy to betray his belief."

The undead dragon's belief is not firm.

This is in line with its dragon identity.

It tells the truth.

The undead dragon originally had the idea that he didn't need money anyway, and just believed in the Lord of the End of All Things. He didn't expect to get the protection of the other party's divine power, and then he slowly became an angel of death.

"You're quite funny."

"Stay here and help the Heart of Spells to deal with the army of death. As for the Death Mark on your body, you don't need to worry about it."

Garen looked at the undead dragon and said.

The undead dragon, which was still part of the Death Legion just now, quickly turned against the water, and in order to express himself, he worked very hard to kill the soldiers of the Death Legion.

Garen raised his head and looked at the battle between the two mirror images and their bodies.

The time-lapse mirror and the battle between the two demigods of death, you go back and forth, looking extremely anxious.

The necromantic spell recited the incantation, and endless bone claws protruded from the space, grabbing towards the mirror image from all directions, but the mirror image seemed to know the number of ways to attack. A, surrounds itself to defend against attacks.

Then, the mirror raised his hand to cast the dead line of death, but was also penetrated into defense by the necromantic spell in advance.

On the other hand, the same is true for the death knight's battle with the mirror image.

Their moves and moves seem to be carved out of the same mold, and both sides know their enemies like the back of their hands, so it's hard to tell the winner in a short period of time.

"The mirror image of passing time is the most powerful ability mastered by the evil of time."

Garen nodded slightly.

After learning all the time-related abilities of Time God's Evil, Jialong's combat power has been improved by a new level. Originally, in a one-to-many situation, it would take some effort to deal with the same-level demigods, but now he feels relaxed. Freehand.

Next, the giant deified Kanon extended the dragon wings.

The body that covered the sky and the sun set off a torrent of hurricanes, which condensed into the necromancer like the real dragon power and wind pressure.

The face of the necromancer's skinny skeleton wrinkled an ugly expression, a little distracted.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the mirror's eyes lit up and hurriedly constructed a spell.

A giant hand condensed from the power of death rose up from the ground in a pitch-black body, grasping the necromancer and pinching it fiercely.

Click!

Layers of bone armor defenses were shattered, and the necromancer was hit by the hand of death. After finally fighting back to escape, the city wall-like dragon wings whistled with a terrifying hurricane.

pat!

Like fighting mosquitoes, the huge dragon wings pressed down like a sky, and smashed the Necromancer to the surface. I don't know how many layers of underground rock layers were smashed, and then they were embedded in the deep soil.

Immediately.

The bone claws are like blooming flower bones, grabbing the necromancer and breaking the earth.

After the Necromancer lost his resistance, Garen followed suit and sealed it with the Time Amber Seal.

Compared to directly killing enemies, the current Garen prefers to seal them up forever.

A living demigod, but a valuable treasure.

Among the collections of Garen, the most valuable ones are the many demigods he has captured.

Now that's the death knight left.

The silver dragon turned his head and looked at the fiery death knight who mirrored himself.

The two had just faced each other once, facing each other at close range. The epee set up the epee, shattered and regenerated in the space around the sword body, and the power of death spurted out.

The giant deified Garen flickered, and a paw fell from the sky, pressing on the death knight.

The silent heavy-armored knight raised his head and looked at the silver dragon claws that looked like the sky was falling, and a crazy blue flame ignited in his eyes.

It twisted its arm hard, abandoned the epee directly, and threw the mirror image more than ten kilometers away.

Bend your knees and raise your arms.

The death knight breathed heavily, and to Garen's ant-like body pressed against his dragon's claws, he rose up with strength.

slap!

The death knight felt the terrifying power of destruction. His arms surrounded by the power of death directly shattered into powder, and then his body was crushed and smashed by the clenched dragon claws, similar to the death wolf. A puddle of mud, indistinguishable from each other.

"Comparing your strength with a dragon stronger than yourself?"

"I've died so many times that my brain is broken."

Garon shook his head slightly, questioning the quality of this collection.

Dragon's strength has always been the best of all races. In the case of the same level, not many creatures would want to compete with dragons, let alone Garen, a giant deified state with terrifying power at the naked eye.

Beat to death, cast the time amber seal technique, and throw it into the dimensional space...... Jialong completed these steps in one go, and the skilled movements can only be described as flowing clouds and flowing water.

at the same time.

He looked around, looking at the situation in this battlefield.

After losing the demigod of death as an opponent, the envoys of the Heart of Spells and the great arcanists smashed and shattered the portal to the kingdom of death.

Without the constant supply of the power of death, the soldiers of the Death Legion cannot be resurrected indefinitely.

Their numbers are still quite terrifying, and from Galleon's point of view, they are all spectacular.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can see a dense mass of undead creatures that are black and pressed against each other. There are skeletons, ghouls, walking corpses and other creatures raging on the surface, and there are gargoyles, ghosts, mephits, etc. in the air Creatures are flying, innumerable.

However, such a dense number allows the power of the spell to be brought into full play.

The blessing of the goddess of magic makes the magic power of many spellcasters almost infinite, and they can release spells without stopping regardless of the loss of mental power.

The dazzling aura of various spells burst out and flickered, covering one area after another.

The endless undead sank in the spell frenzy, dwindling rapidly in numbers visible to the naked eye.

Garen didn't stop here.

After he solved the death demigod, he cast time teleportation again and went to the war zone where another portal was located.

In the territory of Netheril, the Sanau River.

The sound of the surging river, the roar of the undead, the spell caster's chanting... All kinds of voices converged together and echoed in Garen's ears.

As soon as he appeared in this war zone, he saw an old acquaintance.

The Arcanist King, no, the previous Arcanist King, Eorem.

Facing the invasion of an enemy like the Legion of Death, Eorem did not choose to remain silent behind the scenes. He stood up and led the Great Arcanist to defend against the army of death together with the casters of the Heart of Spell.

Also a demigod spellcaster, Eorem is better than some demigods in the Heart of Spells.

He also has 12th-level spells at his fingertips, and he also has the ability to cast instant spells, multiple spells, and extremely effective spells. Like a spell machine gun, one person can set off a spell storm, killing a rotten serpent-like demigod in the death army. The creatures scurried away, not daring to fight recklessly.

At the same time, Eorem was also shocked when he looked at the terrifying beast at the kilometer level.

It was the first time he had seen this attitude of Garen.

Although I knew for a long time that my old friend's strength was unfathomable, I didn't expect it to be so terrifying after it was revealed.

After regaining his senses, Eorem took his attention away from Garen and focused more on dealing with his enemies, only with a smile of victory on his face.

Here, the combined forces of the Heart of Spells and the Grand Arcanist still have the upper hand.

After the arrival of Gallen, the situation changed rapidly, and the advantage turned into victory.

It took a while to get rid of the portal here, and Garen, Eorem, and some angels from the Heart of Spells rushed to the last two war zones.

Time flows quietly.

In its accommodating surrounds, the flames of war are gradually extinguished.

The portals connected to the Kingdom of Death were destroyed one by one, and because of the Goddess of Magic's many years of operation in Faerûn, under her protection, it was difficult for the Kingdom of Death to break through new large portals.

The portal was destroyed, but the undead were still in abundance.

The Spell Legion and the Arcanists took turns to rest, soothing their tired spirits from continuous spell casting, while continuing to clean up the remaining troops of the Death Legion and clean up the areas damaged by the erosion of the undead.

Under such circumstances, Garen returned to the canyon.

In the vast canyon, the power of magic fills every inch of the corner.

Flowing rivers, soft ground, fragrant flowers...... Magic runes are everywhere, and even hundreds of millions of magic runes are floating in the air. Like a vast galaxy.

It was once arranged by the goddess of magic, and a powerful array of gainers was set up.

In the center of the intersection of the layers of gain circles, Karthus was already sitting in the middle, closing his eyes full of wisdom, and at the same time humming his lips, chanting an obscure and complicated magic incantation in a low voice.

Every syllable spit out, it will bring the flickering and dancing of magic runes in an area in the air, like a star swirling flowing in a galaxy.

The silver dragon, which was in the form of a giant god, spread its wings.

The wingspan of more than 1000 meters directly covered both sides of the canyon, leaving a shadow outline that obscured Karthus.

At the same time, Jialong raised his head and looked up, his eyes bursting with dazzling elemental aura.

He performed the astral piercing technique, and he saw the astral world as his eyes turned.

In the astral world, the battle between the Lord of the End of Everything and the Goddess of Magic has no end in sight.

The rays of light radiated by divine power surged up like waves in the ocean, spreading in all directions, and were caught in the eyes of almost all astral creatures.

For those who dared to look directly, the eyes of the weak were lit with flames, and they were remorseful in their mourning. The eyes of the strong were stinging with tears, but their expressions were ecstatic.

The power of the gods revealed in the battle process, if you can gain some insight, it will be an unimaginable benefit.

Garen's eyes hurt so much.

In his field of vision, in the endless divine light, he could only see two faintly hazy lights and shadows, one was shrouded in the power of death, and the other was surrounded by magical power.

The battle between the two powerful gods, even the demigod Kanon could not see clearly.

At least one has to go a step further and become a creature with weaker divine power before he is qualified to watch the battle.

The Karthusden magic is ready at this time, and the starry sky-like magic rune is the concrete manifestation of the magic ascension. Now, he is waiting for a suitable opportunity, waiting for the call of the goddess of magic.

In the astral world, the center of the wave of divine power.

The image of the Lord of the End of All Things is a thin human figure with most of his body shrouded in robes, only revealing a pair of dark eyes.

With his palm sticking out of his robe, he wore a pair of white and unsullied gloves, and in his right hand he held a gloomy scythe that was taller than himself, the giant scythe of the god of death.

The light above the scythe of the god of death is dim and uncertain.

When waving, it seemed as if the prayers of the endless dead sounded, praising the greatness of death and singing the hymn of the Lord of the end of all things.

On the other hand, the artifact of the Goddess of Magic is the same as her holy emblem.

Seven stars made of stars swirl around the body of the goddess of magic. Each flying star seems to have its own will, releasing all kinds of incomprehensible extraordinary magic, replacing magic with divine power, towards the end of everything. The Lord pours out the attack.

At this moment.

The Lord of the End of All Things has sensed the decline of the Legion of Death in the material world.

His expression hidden in the robe did not show joy or anger, but the death power of his body was even more agitated and tossed.

The goddess of magic's eyes moved slightly, and her black hair like a waterfall was rippling with endless magical aura.

The power of death tore out the black vacuum in the silver realm of the astral world, cut out from the death scythe of the Lord of the End of All Things, and cut to the head of the goddess of magic.

The surrounding space was eroded by a dark power of death, like the shrill wailing from the hundreds of millions of dead at the same time, drilling into the ears of the goddess of magic.

Ordinary creatures will die the moment they hear this sound.

The goddess of magic smiled slightly, and the throbbing elemental energy dispelled the mourning of the dead. The magical barrier flowed like a cosmic galaxy, resisting the figurative attack formed by the power of death.

At the same time, the seven flying stars around the body began to defend at the same time.

Under the protection of her own artifact, the mother of magic began to chant in a low voice.

His voice turned into the most primitive and powerful magic rune, attracting elemental energy from all over the multiverse to gather here, so that the magic energy of the entire astral world, even the most barren land, doubled.

As for the magic goddess in the center.

If the vast magical energy inspired by him riots, it seems to make the entire star world collapse.

The face of the Lord of the End of All Things changed solemnly.

As we all know, when spellcasters concentrate on chanting incantations, they are preparing for terrifying magic that can turn the tide of battle.

The magic goddess also needs to recite the spell, what level will it be?

The death scythe condensed pure death power, and as time passed, it turned into a dark and dark edge like a black hole, and then slashed towards the goddess of magic with a gentle wave.

An artifact flying star greets the past and touches the black hole-like death edge.

Silently, Feixing trembled violently, and cracks formed on the surface.

The edge that the divine power of death transformed into dissipated at the same time.

This is just the beginning. The death edge gathered by the giant sickle of the god of death flew out, and the flying stars of the goddess of magic circled and guarded, but with the passage of time, the flying stars shattered and annihilated under the erosion of the divine power of death. Completely destroyed.

Click.

The last flying star shattered, and a big bang-like light erupted between the cracks.

The artifact was destroyed, and a death edge dashed through the magical barrier, but the smile on the corner of the goddess of magic's mouth did not disappear.

At the same time, He stopped mantra chanting.

Raising his hand, the green fingers shrouded in divine light slowly lifted, aiming at the Lord of the End of All Things.

laugh!

The edge of death hit the arm of the goddess of magic, and the feeling of death's divine power eroding made the god frown slightly, and strands of black lines climbed up on his face, as if they were the markings on the dead.

This made the aura of the Goddess of Magic significantly weakened a lot.

However, at the same time as the trauma, the magic goddess's spell was finally cast.

His fingers were aimed at the Lord of the End of All Things and locked on the God of Death.

Mantras, and gestures.

The magic that makes the goddess of magic be so solemn and serious, the construction is complete.

Nineteenth-level extraordinary spell: Divine Body Disintegration.

There is no obvious sound and light display, as if nothing happened.

However, the Lord of the End of All Things, who was referred to by the Goddess of Magic, at this moment, his body began to sand, and under the sweep of the wave of divine power, his body turned into magical gravel inch by inch, and it dissipated without wind.

Buzz!

The whole body of the Lord of the End of All Things erupted with an unprecedentedly vast and profound force of death, resisting the effect of the Divine Body Disintegration Technique.

And at this time.

The goddess of magic, whose face was exhausted and her breath a little weak, opened her lips lightly.

At the same time, the Great Arcanist who was far away in the main material world heard a familiar voice calling and opened his eyes.

In the canyon, the dazzling magic runes of the Milky Way began to rotate, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into patterns of quills, sheepskin scrolls, and skulls, which were the holy emblems of the Lord of the End of All Things.

Karthus launched the Ascension Technique, aiming at the Lord of the End of All Things.

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