Dragon Who Controls Time

After roaming around the galaxy for a few days and admiring the beautiful scenery of the galaxy, Garen and Yuna returned to the Dragon Court Dimension.

Not long after arriving at the Dragon Court and entering the dragon's nest deep within the Eternal Palace, Yuna quickly fell into a deep sleep again to digest the enormous energy she had absorbed from the star core.

The moment this energy was completely absorbed and transformed was the moment Yuna officially broke through to the demigod level and became a weak divine creature.

As for the specific time required for this process, Garen and Yuna were not very clear about it, they could only estimate that it would take at least a few more years.

When Garen was still a young dragon, sleeping for a year at a time was considered very long.

Most of the time, he would sleep for weeks or months.

However, as time passed, his age increased, and his physique became more mature. Garen's current slumber was the same as Yuna's, basically based on years.

Unless something happened to disturb them or they didn't want to sleep for so long, they would sleep for at least a year or two.

Yuna habitually buried herself under the treasure and slept at the bottom of the dragon nest.

The silver dragon above was currently bending its body, lying on layers of gold, silver, and gemstones. At the same time, its eyes were slightly closed. As its body rose and fell slightly, its breathing was even and deep.

Garen seemed to be asleep.

In fact, his spirit was in an active state, constructing and simulating various experimental plans, trying to change the basic principle of resonance casting.

Garen did not believe it and tried to operate the knife himself.

Regrettably, as time passed quietly, several days had passed, but the progress was not satisfactory to Garen. The most efficient modification he simulated was only about fifty percent of the original resonance casting.

After changing the activation of the Alpha bloodline to the True Dragon bloodline.

Even if the effects of the Resonance Spell were to remain the same, or even be slightly reduced, Garen could still accept it, let alone improve the effects of the Resonance Spell. However, the cruel reality was that the effects had been greatly reduced, to the point that it could no longer be considered a divine skill.

After a while.

The silver dragon slowly opened its eyes, revealing a slightly helpless gaze.

"Sigh, talent, talent. I'm still lacking in magic creation."

How could a Spell Caster become a Legend, become a demigod, or even ascend to godhood?

A wise man once said that this required ninety-nine percent effort and one percent talent.

However, very few people could understand that this one percent of talent was far more important and critical than ninety-nine percent of hard work.

Although he had tried many times without success, Garen was not discouraged.

After all, he was a Time Dragon and not a Magic Dragon.

Magic was only a supplementary method for Garen. As Garen grew stronger and his understanding of the Power of Time deepened, the weight of magic in his abilities became lower and lower.

"Let's go to another space-time."

" Once the resonance casting is successful, I'll hand it over to the Dragon Clan through God Garen's hands. This will make God Garen's newly promoted Godhead even more stable."

Garen thought to himself.

As he had personally been to the time and space where the Alftatia Empire was located, he had witnessed the Wind Mages creating a spell that was comparable to a miracle through resonance casting. Garen was still looking forward to the future performance of resonance casting.

Moreover, the dragons were much more united than before, and it was also the most suitable time to use resonance casting.

Before the War of Glory, even if there was a method like resonance casting, Garen estimated that other than the Metal Dragon Race, no other dragon species would be willing to use it.

As for whether or not resonance casting could form Authority and add another function to God Garen's Godhead, Garen was still unsure.

In today's Multiverse, it was actually very difficult for gods to raise their own level.

This was because the world planes that contained rich resources of intelligent creatures had basically been divided by the gods. The pattern of faith was generally in a stable state. Unless there was a big movement like the War of Glory, it was difficult for gods to break through the current level.

Other than faith.

If a god wanted to make himself stronger and more omnipotent, he needed to create something different that could be widely recognized and used by his believers.

With enough sincere recognition and widespread use, there was a chance of forming a new god's authority.

The so-called authority was simply a god's exclusive skill, so naturally, the more the better.

In the silent dragon nest, the silver dragon slowly stood up and stretched its drapery like wings to stretch its body.

The Faerun alternate dimension that Garen had been to had a huge difference in time flow compared to the main timeline, so he did not need to think too much before he could head there directly.

Because even if he stayed in Faerun's alternate dimension for a hundred years, only a short period of time would have passed in the main timeline, and there would not be any changes that Garen could not accept.

"It has been many years since I left Faerun's alternate dimension."

"Such a long time…... I wonder if my Death God's disciple succeeded in taking down the first generation of the Goddess of Magic."

He thought of the ambiguous relationship between Karthas and Mystra.

Garen couldn't help but grin, showing a hint of an aunty smile on the dragon's face.

With that thought, Garen made his move.