Dragon Who Controls Time

Moreover, he had come here with the idea of turning the nether Empire's destruction around.

As such, accepting some benefits from Grand Arcanist nether was a matter of course to garen.

However, netherreal's fall was the tide of the times.

Garen knew that it would not be easy to reverse its ending, but he still wanted to try, to create a new timeline in which the Netheril Empire was not destroyed, and the arcane Kingdom continued to develop.

In this case, he could also master new spells continuously through his friendship with Netheril's Arcanists.

Siyali happily gave garen some of the legendary spells that were often used by Grand Arcanists.

In the kingdom of Neisser, where Arcana was prosperous, spells were not very precious. Siyali had many spells that she could not learn, but she had obtained them from other Grand Arcanists.

Garen lowered his head to look at the crystals in the dragon's claws, and nodded gently.

At this point, nether no longer recorded spells in thick books. Instead, he recorded runes, spell models, magic circuits, and so on in the crystal. He could use his mind power to better absorb knowledge and learn spells.

At the same time, garen closed his eyes slightly and scanned these spell crystals with his mental strength.

The eternal blazing sun.

God's fortress.

Life-extermination array.

[ world weaving ]

Steel canopy.

Dimensional killing array.

..............

Garen opened his eyes, and had a certain understanding of these spells.

Most of them were level 10 spells, several level 11 spells, and only one level 12 spell, world weaving.

This level 12 spell did not have any direct killing effect.

Its effect was just like its name. Weave world was a powerful spell that could transform the world's environment on a large scale. It could transform the world's environment into the type of environment the caster wanted according to His will.

"It'll probably take a long time to learn all these spells."

"However, I don't lack time."

Garen put away all the spell crystals.

This was just the beginning. After this, garen would find time to visit the other floating cities one by one. His goal was to obtain more powerful spells with different effects.

At the same time.

There was a sudden commotion in the floating city.

Garen lowered his eyes and looked at a Street.

On a Street at the edge of the floating city, hundreds of Arcanists with different levels of strength were gathered.

They looked excited, and then each of them drove a tool that looked like a magic flywheel and left the floating city, diving directly toward the ground.

Ciyali followed garen's line of sight.

"It's a form of entertainment for Arcanists during their free time," she said with a smile.

"If you're interested, how about I take you there?"

The continuous war with the elves had made garen want to relax his mind. Since he was not in a hurry to find Karsus, he nodded in agreement. He wanted to see how the Arcanists of nether found fun.

The current garen had already lost interest in many things.

Immediately, Siali cast a spell to hide garen's and her figures, so as not to startle the normal Arcanists and make their entertainment boring.

Time passed by quietly.

Under the starry night, the Arcanists soon descended from the sky and appeared in a continuous mountain range. At the same time, their eyes glowed as they looked at the mountains covered in darkness.

He seemed to be looking for something.

Soon, some Arcanists licked their lips. Their bodies were wrapped in elemental light, and they quickly plunged down and landed somewhere in the forest.

What happened next made garen frown.

Under his watch, the Arcanists who left the floating city were searching for some hidden clans of creatures in the mountains and then began to hunt with their best spells. Some Arcanists obviously used the creatures as targets for their spell training. The spells that were a little rusty at first became very skillful after each use.

If it was just this, garen would not be surprised.

However, he found that some Arcanists didn't show any mercy when they found some small human villages and towns. They used spells to burn down the people and villages.

In their eyes, the humans living on the ground were the same as the other Berserkers and magical beasts.

"Aren't they Nethery's people?"

Garen looked at ciyali.

Siyali was still smiling and said, " they're just a bunch of worthless peasants who don't have the ability to cast spells. The only real people in the nether Empire are Arcanists.

The Grand Arcanist's plain words revealed cruel arrogance and contempt.

Garen shook his head slightly.

He suddenly felt that the nether Empire in this state was not worth saving.

From garen's point of view, no matter how strong Arcanists were, they were still humans. However, they seemed to think otherwise, as they saw themselves as another kind of creature.

Even as a Dragon, garen felt that the world view of these Arcanists was a little twisted.

"Is iorham still healthy?"

He said to ciyali.

Syali nodded with respect, " of course. Master eolum is the protector of the nether Empire. He has lived for thousands of years, and his power is unfathomable.