Dragon Who Controls Time

During this period, the Arcanists were surprised to find that some of the spellcasters who had left their names in Faerun's history but had suddenly disappeared had actually appeared in the spellcaster Army. It turned out that they had been absorbed into the divine Kingdom of the goddess of magic.

At the same time.

The gray wilderness of one of the outer Planes.

The divine kingdom of death of the Lord of the end of all things, also known as the underworld, was located on this plane.

In the depths of the fortress built by countless layers of bones.

The god of death, who was sitting on the treasure carried by the skulls of various creatures and wailing, opened his indifferent and narrow eyes.

This God had pitch-black eyes without any impurities.

Facing him was like facing the ultimate fear, the fear of death.

His eyes reflected the death of all living things in the world.

There was a phantom-like cloak behind him, and the cloak that moved without wind hid most of his body. Only his dark eyes could be seen. One of his hands was pressed on a thick register, and the other hand was holding a quill pen with ink hanging low, as if he was writing something.

"Mithril, are you going to make an enemy of me for the sake of an Empire of mortals?"

In the skeletal Fort, the Lord of the end of all things's voice was cold, but it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. It sounded like he was talking to himself, echoing and spreading far and wide.

"Hehe, you said Arcanists are your people?"

a bunch of arrogant Arcanists who don't respect gods. When did they become your people? "

The Lord of eradication seemed to have received a response.

He sat on the Throne of Bones, raised one hand to support his head, and continued to speak in a cold tone.

"So, no matter what, you're going to help them resist the end of death?"

The Lord of eradication stood up slowly.

His eyes were like lightning, penetrating the endless space and planes, as if they had come directly to the heart of the spell, and looked at the goddess of magic, who was shining all over.

"Very good, Myzrael."

"Now, let me see if your magic has improved after all these years."

With that, the Lord of oblivion's body disappeared from the netherworld.

Gods were basically invincible in their own God kingdoms.

However, gods were never afraid of leaving their divine kingdoms. After all, they were never prisoners in their divine kingdoms, but gods high above.

The Lord of the end of all things and the goddess of magic left the divine Kingdom at the same time.

In the next moment, the two great divine powers appeared in a boundless silver domain, the astral world.

The power of death that could bring all things to death and end, as well as the omnipotent and endless magic, erupted here. The native residents of the astral world were very familiar with the floating islands, trying their best to avoid the aftermath of the battle between the gods.

Even so, every time the gods fought in the astral world, they would bring irreparable damage to the residents of this world.

However, the residents of the astral world were already used to this.

Due to the special nature of this plane, both good and evil gods liked to fight here and release their boundless power.

In the astral world, the Battle of the Gods began.

At the same time that the gods started the war, the army of death belonging to the Lord of the end of all things and the Army of runes belonging to the goddess of magic both received the Oracle.

Faerun continent, the prime material world that had caused the two great divine powers to fight, was once again in Flames of War. It was only slightly weaker than the war between the Enther Empire and the orc God system, but it could be said to be the second largest war in the history of this world.

A portal based on the four God nations of death.

The entire battlefield was divided into four main battlefields. The death Army and the incantation Army began to fight for their gods.

Nether territory, the mountains of dawn.

A teleportation gate leading to the kingdom of death was suspended in the sky above this mountain range, and it was sending an endless stream of soldiers to Faerun world.

At the same time, a spell Legion, many Grand Arcanists, and Ferlin sunflower joined forces.

In the sky, the floating city carried Arcanists who were driven by magic power and swept between the floating clouds. In the air, there were spellcaster soldiers of the incantation Army, and on the surface and underground, there were the armies formed by the Felin sunflower.

There were four demigods in the death Army in this battle zone.

A Death Knight, a Necromancer, an undead dragon, and a death demonic Wolf.

The most powerful demigod was the undead dragon.

Undead Dragons without a physical body could avoid all physical attacks and were naturally immune to elemental energy damage below the legendary level. In addition, they had powerful demigod power, so they could gallop on the vast battlefield.

The spellcasters from the heart of runes also had demigods, and they were entangled with the demigods of the death Army.

At the same time, the ocean of undead creatures was surging, fighting with the spell Legion, Arcanists, and the Feylin sunflower.

BOOM!

As if the light of dawn had bloomed on the horizon, the endless light instantly eliminated tens of thousands of undead creatures, leaving a vacuum on the surface.

Level 10 spell, sunlight burst.

The first Grand Arcanist to develop this spell had once blown up a floating city and died.

A Grand Arcanist living high up in the floating city let out a breath and began to chant again, mobilizing the power of the magic net to construct a spell.

With the support of the goddess of magic, the Grand Arcanist felt the magic net was more active than ever.

Such an environment was very suitable for casting spells.

Dozens of floating cities surrounded the mountains of dawn, and spells from Arcanists fell from the sky, killing groups of undead creatures.

Flames, ice, sound waves, gravity, space ... Everything that made up the world was the Arcanist's weapon.

The soldiers of the spell Corps were also spellcasters.

Along with the Arcanists, endless spells were cast from the hands of the spellcasters.

The chanting of spells overwhelmed the roars of the undead creatures, and the bright elemental light that was as bright as the sun could blind the eyes of ordinary people.

The spell Legion and the Arcanists were doing well.

The magic net existed in the world of Faerun. After all, it was the home ground of the goddess of magic and the mages. The death Army was fighting here and was losing at a visible rate.

However, the Felin sunflower, who had also participated in the battle, had a slightly worse performance.

The core of their ability was the absorption technique, which was extremely effective against the caster. It was not as effective against other existences.

However, only a small portion of the death Army's soldiers were spellcasters, so the Feylin sunflower could not fully display its abilities. The casualties were very heavy.

Then, under the suggestion of the leader of the spell Legion and the Grand Arcanists, the spell Legion was destroyed.

The Feylin demonic sunflowers had no choice but to leave the battlefield, leaving it to the spellcasters and undead.

Time passed by quietly.

The spell casters 'spells crushed the earth and tore the sky apart. Most of the black ocean-like army of death was turned into dust, and the spell casters only paid a small casualty ratio.

However ...

Just as the spell casters thought that they had won easily and were about to seal the teleportation gate ...

The gray-black Power of death was like a hurricane passing through, sweeping past the undead creatures that had been turned into dust.

A scene that caused the spellcasters 'expressions to turn grave happened.

The broken corpses reassembled, and the flesh and blood on the ground flowed back. The army of death that had been destroyed by their spells was reborn, but the power of death that filled the surrounding area had dimmed a little. However, because of the existence of the teleportation gate, it was rapidly recovering as time passed.

The death Army wasn't strong in a direct battle.

However, with the blessing of the Lord of the end of all things, they could be reborn almost infinitely and return from the kingdom of death.

As for the creatures that died under the wheels of the death Army, they would also become their soldiers.

If they couldn't quickly destroy the death Army, then in the long run, the death Army would only grow stronger and stronger, while their enemies would gradually weaken until they lost all ability to resist.

By this time, some of the dead spellcasters had already stood up and joined the death Army, pointing their swords at their former comrades.

The army of the Lord of the end of all things, relying on the rather shameless divine power of death, was second to none in terms of power among the Oracle armies of all the gods.