When night falls and the stars are shining in the sky.
Garen has entered the floating city for some time.
During this period of communication with the owner of this floating city, he learned the name of this floating city and the female arcanist.
The female Grand Arcanist with a biological level of twenty-nine is named Ciari.
As for the floating city she built, it was named directly after her own name, called Xiali Floating City. Most of the floating cities in Netheril were named directly after the great arcanist.
"Sir, I don't know your name yet."
The female arcanist turned her head and looked at the magnificent silver dragon.
Garon looked calm and said, "You should have heard of Garon Aurelion."
He believed that many arcanists would record their traces and spread them throughout the Netheril Empire.
The female arcanist looked puzzled, shook her head, and said, "Sorry, this is the first time I've heard this name."
After finishing speaking, she looked at Garen's body, and after thinking for a moment, she said with a strange expression: "I have never heard of your real name, but I think I have heard of your legendary deeds, and what the world thinks of you.
honorific title."
At the beginning, the female arcanist didn't know Garen's identity.
But as time passed, she felt that Galen's appearance seemed familiar.
After thinking about it carefully, Xiali remembered why she felt Garen was familiar to her.
She had heard from some of the founders of Netheril, those great arcanists at the elder level, that there was a huge dragon with a black scale ring and silver scale armor, who was the companion of the King of Arcanists.
, and was the culprit that led to the destruction of the ancient Imasca Empire.
Although this dragon has disappeared for thousands of years, the great arcanists of Faerûn have not forgotten it.
"The Silver of Disaster, the Destruction Dragon of the Empire..."
When he heard Xiali talking about her nickname in this world with a smile, Garen raised his dragon claw and interrupted in time.
"You have disappeared for thousands of years and now you are back in Faerûn. Is there anything you need to deal with?"
Xiali expressed her kindness and said: "After all, I am a great arcanist, so I may be able to help you."
A giant dragon whose strength is unfathomable in the eyes of a great arcanist like her, who is suspected to have reached the level of demigod. As long as the creature is not stupid, he will not think about provoking him actively, and thinks about how to form a friendship with him.
practices.
Xia Li looks calm and calm on the outside, but this is the quality she has developed after living for hundreds of years and seeing strong winds and waves.
In fact, she also felt great pressure when she was next to Garen.
Although Garen did not release the threatening dragon power.
But Xiali still felt that her life seemed to be completely out of her control. As long as the other party was willing, she would be helpless and unable to compete.
The last time this feeling occurred was when she asked the King of Arcanists for spells and met the founder of the Nese Magic Empire.
After hearing what Xiali said, Garon said bluntly: "Is there a great arcanist named Karsus in the Nether Empire at this time?"
Xiali shook her head decisively and said with certainty: "No."
"As a member of the Nether Empire, I know the names of every great arcanist, but there is no one named Karsus among them."
The Nether Empire is an alliance nation of the Grand Arcanists.
The standard for a Grand Arcanist is not just legendary level strength.
The Grand Arcanist must be able to independently build the floating city, be able to personally create the core of the magic network, master a series of spells such as immortality, mountain-cutting, and gravity reversal, and can independently maintain the operation of the floating city.
And every time a new floating city is built and a new Grand Arcanist is born, other Grand Arcanists will come to send congratulatory gifts to celebrate the addition of a Grand Arcanist to the Nether Empire.
"Karthus? Who can draw your attention to this?"
Xiali said curiously.
Garen shook his head slightly and did not answer.
The great arcanist who developed the art of ascending to the gods may not have matured yet, or even been born yet.
But Garen was not in a hurry.
The timeline here in Faerûn has a huge flow rate difference from the main timeline, so he can wait patiently here for a while.
And he came to Faerûn not just to ascend to the divine arts.
At this time, the Nether Magic Empire had developed into its glory days. Thousands of great arcanists had developed countless powerful and useful spells. Garen's own spell creativity was not very good, but he learned from the ready-made ones developed by others.
Spells are always fast.
The purpose of this trip is not only to ascend to the gods, but also to collect Nether's legendary spells.
"Xiali, I am collecting legendary spells."
"If you give me a copy of the spell you own, in exchange, I will give you valuable treasure."
Xiali smiled slightly and said: "Of course you can, but there is no need for compensation or anything like that."
"Our great arcane masters of Nether often communicate and exchange spells with each other. This is also one of the factors that contributes to Nether's prosperity."
"You are a friend to the King of Arcanists, and that is to say, a friend to all the great arcanists."
After hearing what Xiali said, Gallon nodded unceremoniously and said: "In that case, I won't be polite."
As a dragon, when others say they don't need their treasure, Nagaron will definitely not give in.
Moreover, he came here with the idea of reversing the collapse of the Nether Empire.
In this way, it is a matter of course for Garen to accept some benefits from the Grand Arcanist of Nese.
However, the fall of Netheril was the trend of the times.
Garen knew that it would not be easy to reverse its ending, but he still wanted to try and create a new timeline in which the Netheril Empire was not destroyed and the Arcane Kingdom continued to develop.
In this way, he can also continuously master new spells through his friendship with the Netherian arcane masters.
Siali happily gave Garon some legendary spells commonly used by great arcanists.
In the kingdom of Nether where arcane arts thrive, spells are not that precious. Xiali has many spells in her hands that she cannot learn and have learned from other great arcane masters.
Garen looked down at the crystals in the dragon's claws and nodded gently.
At this time, Nether's spells are no longer recorded in thick books. Instead, runes, spell models, magic circuits, etc. are recorded in crystals. They can use their mental power to better absorb knowledge and learn.
Spells.
At the same time, Garen closed his eyes slightly and swept his mental power across these spell crystals.
Eternal blazing sun.
Fortress of God.
Biological extermination array.
The weaving of the world.
Steel canopy.
Dimensional killing array.
............
Garen opened his eyes and had a certain understanding of these spells.
Most of them are tenth-level spells, and there are several eleventh-level spells. As for the twelve-level spells, there is only one, World Weaving.
This twelve-ring spell has no direct killing effect.
Its effect is just like its name, Weaving the World. It is a powerful spell that can significantly transform the world environment on a large scale. It can transform the world environment into the type you want according to the caster's wishes.
"It will probably take a long time to learn all these spells."
"But what I don't lack most is time."
Garen put away all the spell crystals with his backhand.
This is just the beginning. Garen will also find time to visit other floating cities one by one. The purpose is to obtain more powerful spells with different effects.
at the same time.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the floating city of Xiali.
Garen lowered his eyes and looked at a street.
I saw hundreds of arcanists of varying levels of strength gathered in a street on the edge of the floating city.
They looked excited, and then one by one they drove props similar to magic flywheels, left the floating city, and dived directly towards the earth.
Xiali followed Garen's gaze and looked over.
She smiled slightly and said: "This is an entertainment activity for arcanists in their free time."
"If you are interested, how about I take you to see it?"
The continuous war with the elves made Garen want to relax now. Since he was not in a hurry to find Karsus, he nodded and agreed, wanting to see how Nether's arcanists had fun.
Now Gallon has lost interest in many things.
Immediately, Xiali cast a spell to cover herself and Garen's figures and auras, in order to prevent ordinary arcanists from being surprised and making their entertainment activities boring.
Time passes quietly.
Under the night sky filled with stars, a group of arcanists quickly descended from high altitude and appeared in a rolling mountain range. At the same time, their eyes bloomed with light as they looked towards the mountains covered in darkness.
As if looking for something.
Soon, an arcanist licked his lips, and his body, wrapped in the elemental aura, quickly swept down and landed somewhere in the mountain forest.
What happened next made Garen frown.
Under his gaze, these arcanists who left the floating city turned out to be searching for some hidden biological clans in the mountains, and then started hunting with their own special spells. Some arcanists obviously regarded those creatures as
The target for training one's own spells. The spells that were originally a bit unfamiliar quickly became more proficient after being used again and again.
If this was just the case, Garen wouldn't be surprised.
However, he discovered that when an arcanist discovered some small human villages, he showed no mercy at all and used magic to burn the people and villages to the ground.
In their eyes, humans living on the ground seem to be the same as other violent species, magical beasts, etc.
"Aren't these the people of Nether?"
Garen looked at Sialli.
Xiali was still smiling and said: "They are just some subordinates who do not have the ability to cast spells and have no value. The only real people of our Nether Empire are arcanists."
The great arcanist's plain words revealed cruel arrogance and contempt.
Garen shook his head slightly.
He suddenly felt that such a Nether Empire was not worth the effort to save it.
In Garon's view, no matter how powerful arcanists are, they are still human beings, but they don't seem to think so anymore. They regard themselves as another kind of creature.
As a dragon, Garen felt that the worldview of these arcanists was a bit distorted.
The most evil dragon will not please himself by killing his own kind.
Thousands of years ago, although the arcanist was arrogant, he lived on the surface with ordinary people after all. However, after breaking away from the crowd and ascending to high altitudes, and after experiencing a thousand years of development and evolution, the arcanist almost did not realize it.
They regard themselves as human beings, or they do not regard non-arcanists as human beings.
"Is Iolum still alive?"
He said to Xiali.
Xiali nodded, showing respect, and said: "Of course, Teacher Iolum is the patron saint of our Nether Empire. He has spent thousands of years and his current strength is unfathomable."
Iolum taught a large number of spells he developed in Nether.
And they are all taught to other arcanists free of charge.
Therefore, even many great arcanists would honor Iolum as "teacher" to express their respect.
The Grand Arcanists are very arrogant, but they still have enough respect for the heroes who personally led Netheril to its glorious moment.
"It's just that he has been in seclusion in his floating city for a long time and has not shown much of his appearance in the past three hundred years."
Cialis added.
Garen said in a low voice: "Give me the coordinates of the floating city of Iolum. I need to see this friend."
Xiali was slightly startled and said: "You can stay with me for a while longer. It won't be too late to go find Teacher Iolum after his retreat."
For the Grand Arcanist who possesses the magic of immortality, he is not very sensitive to the passage of time.
Garen shook his head and refused Xiali's invitation to stay.
After locking the location coordinates, Garen did not use space teleportation this time.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the dragon's claws led to the long river of time.
In the ripples of the long river of time, the huge silhouette of the silver dragon disappeared from it, without causing any space fluctuations.
Time transfer.
Abilities learned through the Abomination of Time.
After more than two years of actual combat use with the elves, Garen has already become proficient in its use.
At the same time, the long river of time stirred up waves and surged in an instant, bringing Garen to the target location.
Under the night, the silhouette of the silver dragon turned from virtual to real, appeared from the long river of time and space, bathed in the moonlight, and appeared near a floating city that was several times larger than the Xiali floating city.
Garen looked at the floating city in his field of vision.
Countless mage towers and arcanist buildings full of personal style abound. Magic runes flow through every inch of earth and stone in the floating city, emitting dazzling elemental light.
This city suspended in the sky looks like a magical beast made of steel and rock under the night.
This is the floating city of Iolum.
At the same time, it is also known as the original city, marking the rise of the Nether Empire. It is a holy land that many arcanists yearn for. The arcanists who can live in this floating city are all elite arcanists.
figure.
Jia Long followed suit and planned to use Long Wei to knock on the door.
Unexpectedly, before he released Long Might, the Mystery Lock Barrier of the First City suddenly flickered and opened a gap automatically.
The elemental energy gathered together and transformed into Iolum's appearance in front of Garen.
The great arcanist, whose face and eyes had not changed at all, smiled, looked at the impressive silver dragon, and said: "Garen, my friend, seeing you again after a thousand years is the only thing that has made me happy in recent years.
Happy things.”
Garen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Iolum, and said, "You seem to know that I will come."
Under Garen's gaze, Iolum raised his hand, and the long river of time rippled slightly.
He looked gentle and said: "On the day you left the world of Faerun, I saw a special power in you. After that, I started researching time magic, and to this day, I have achieved certain results.
"
"I saw that you would arrive today, so I left the magic tower to welcome you."
Around Iolum, Garen could sense the flow of the power of time.
The quality is much worse than him, but it is indeed the power of time.
As for the current biological level of the great arcanist... Garen looked at it and found that he, like himself, had already entered the realm of demigods and had a biological level of forty-three.
Takashi himself is a little lower, but equally astonishing.
"Time Magic..........We can have a good discussion about this."
Garen looked at Iolum and said.
Gods with the priesthood of time, creatures similar to the evil of time, and time magic can also affect the river of time to a certain extent and exert the power of time.
Garen never believed that the power of time belonged to him alone.
He is the darling of the river of time, but he is not the only one in the river of time.
However, it is one of Garen's goals to one day be able to attribute all the power of time to himself.
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