Dragon Who Controls Time

"Teacher, are you going to personally take action?"

In the canyon where countless magic arrays had been set up, Karsus stood at the center of the intersection of all the magic arrays and looked up at the silver Dragon with anticipation.

Karsus had been curious about garen's true strength for too long.

He had heard of the silver of disaster from other Netheril Arcanists, especially the old Grand Arcanists who had lived for more than a thousand years. They were even more secretive about the silver of disaster. When Karsus mentioned it, they had warned the young Arcanist not to provoke the Dragon.

Karsus knew that his Dragon teacher was unfathomable, but he had never seen garen in action before.

Garen spread his dragon wings, his huge body blocking the sun, leaving huge shadows on the ground, including carthus.

The majestic Silver Dragon lowered its head and looked at its disciple.

there are a few enemies worth my time. I hope they can give me some pleasure that I haven't had in a long time.

The giant Dragon's voice was deep and calm.

If it was in the main timeline, most of the creatures in the main material world would have heard of garen's name as long as he was mentioned due to his ferocious performance in the war between the dragons and the elves. He was a terrifying true dragon who had swept through the elven army and killed more than ten elven demigods.

In this timeline, garen's reputation was only limited to Faerun world, but after this battle, it was hard to say.

Garen wanted to know if the demigods of the underworld or the elven demigods were stronger or weaker in the main material world.

At the same time.

Karsus 'fingers moved slightly, and as if nothing had happened, he cast a few mage's eyes and arranged them around garen.

Although garen's magic attainments were no longer comparable to Karsus', they were not that far off.

He noticed his disciple's small movements, but he didn't stop him.

It wasn't a bad thing to let Karsus see how he looked when he showed his power.

Dragons generally had a little bit of vanity, and garen was no exception.

Then, under Karsus's gaze, the silver Dragon's body gradually turned illusionary. Under the ripples of the river of time, it disappeared from the quiet canyon.

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In the battle zone where the power of death filled the sky, the roars of countless undead creatures gathered together, far more terrifying than the waves of the sea.

The death Knight, who was wearing heavy armor that looked like black smoke and riding a nightmare warhorse, soared into the sky.

This demigod was not an incarnation.

The highest strength of the oracles in their own God's kingdom was basically that of demigods. After all, those who could reach the level of weak divine power would generally choose to create their own God's kingdom instead of becoming the vassal of other gods.

Therefore ...

Just like the Twin Flower oracles who had descended to the main material world, the demigods of the death Army had descended with their true bodies, and the demigods of the spell Army were the same.

The death Knight's entire body was wrapped in heavy armor that was as dark as the night.

It had just broken through the sky-filling thunderstorm cast by an incantation demigod. There were still silver streaks moving on the surface of the heavy steel armor on its body, accompanied by the sizzling of white smoke.

The death Knight ignored the erosion of the remaining magic power.

In the countless battles for the Lord of eradication, it could not even remember how many times it had died. It had long been numb to the pain caused by the enemy's attacks and had no obvious reaction.

The death Knight's door-like greatsword was swung at the floating city in the sky.

The blood-red greatsword slashed horizontally and vertically, drawing out two cross-shaped Scarlet sword beams.

After the cross-shaped sword light left the sword body, it expanded in the wind. In just a few seconds, it turned into a dazzling sword light that was thousands of meters long, as if it was going to tear the sky apart. It left traces of cracks in the space.

He was facing an attack from a demigod.

The expression of the Grand Arcanist from the floating city, who was targeted, suddenly changed.

The Grand Arcanist let out a low growl, and all his magic power poured into the core of the magic net, mobilizing the core to draw more energy from the depths of the magic net and adding it to the floating city's Mythal barrier.

At the same time, he communicated with the other Arcanists in the city through the arcane chain.

Arcanists of varying strength constructed defensive spells at the same time and arranged them around the mythological enchantment, strengthening the defense of the floating city.

Buzzzzzz!

A ripple-like magic barrier appeared and covered the entire floating city.

At the same time, the bloody cross, which was thousands of meters long, whizzed toward the floating city and slashed at its defense shield.

Buzzzzzz!

An ear-piercing explosion sounded at the same time.

The entire city shook violently. Some Arcanists lost their balance and fell to the ground.

However, the floating city's violent reaction did not make the Arcanists feel fear.

This was because they discovered that the floating city, which had taken a full-force attack from the death Knight, had successfully resisted the attack without causing too much damage to the floating city's body, even though a huge cross-shaped gap had been opened in the mystological barrier.

The defense of the Mythal barrier, which originated from the high Elves, was extremely amazing.

Even garen would need to go all out to break it. An ordinary demigod would not be able to defeat it in one blow. After all, this kind of mythological enchantment still had the support of a large number of Arcanists. There were Grand Arcanists who were the city Lords, and there was no lack of Arcanists with legendary strength.

In the war against the Felin sunflower, the floating city was unable to unleash its full power due to the existence of the absorption spell.