Dragon Who Controls Time

"I've died too many times, my brain must be damaged."

Garen shook his head slightly, slightly doubting the quality of this collection.

The strength of Dragons had always been the best among all races. In the same level, not many creatures would want to compete with Dragons, let alone garen, who had a terrifying strength in his giant God state.

After beating him half to death, he cast the amber time seal and threw him into the dimensional space ... Garen completed all these steps in one go, his movements so smooth that they could only be described as floating clouds and flowing water.

At the same time.

He looked around at the situation on the battlefield.

After losing the demigod of death as an opponent, the oracles and Grand Arcanists of the heart of runes destroyed the portal that connected to the kingdom of death.

Without an endless supply of death energy, the soldiers of the death Army could no longer be resurrected infinitely.

Their numbers were still quite terrifying, and from garen's perspective, it was a spectacular sight.

Looking down from the sky, one could see a dense mass of undead creatures pushing each other. On the ground, there were skeletons, ghouls, walking corpses, and other creatures wreaking havoc. In the air, there were gargoyles, ghosts, demon bats, and other creatures flying. It was hard to count.

However, such a dense number also allowed the power of the spells to be displayed to their best.

The blessing of the goddess of magic made the magic power of many spellcasters almost infinite. They could cast spells without worrying about the consumption of mental strength.

The bright spiritual light of all kinds of spells flashed and covered the area.

The endless undead creatures sank into the spell tide, and their numbers decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Garen did not stop there.

After killing the demigod of death, he used time teleportation again and went to the battlefield where another teleportation gate was.

Netheril, Saint nauchang River.

The sound of the surging River, the roars of the undead creatures, and the chanting of the spell casters ... All sorts of sounds gathered together and entered garen's ears.

As soon as he appeared in this battle zone, he saw an old acquaintance.

The king of Arcanists, no, the previous King of Arcanists, ioram.

In the face of the invasion of an enemy like the death Army, ioram no longer chose to stay behind the scenes. He stood up and led the Grand Arcanists to resist the death Army together with the spellcasters of the heart of runes.

As a spell caster who was also a demigod, iolham's performance was stronger than some of the demigods in the heart of runes.

He could cast level 12 spells easily, and he had the ability to cast instantly, multi-cast, and extreme cast. Like a magic machine gun, he set off a spell storm and beat a rotten snake-like demigod creature in the death Army. He didn't dare to fight back.

At the same time, when he looked at the terrifying thousand-meter giant beast, eolmy was also shocked.

It was the first time he had seen garen in such a state.

Although he had long known that his old friend's strength was unfathomable, he did not expect it to be so terrifying after it was revealed.

After coming back to his senses, iolham pulled his attention away from garen and focused more on dealing with his enemy. However, there was a smile on his face, as if victory was already in his grasp.

Here, the coalition of the heart of runes and the Grand Arcanists still had the advantage.

After garen's arrival, the situation changed even more quickly, and the advantage turned into a victory.

After spending some time to get rid of the teleportation gate here, garen, éolme, and some oracles from the heart of runes went to the last two battle zones to help.

The river of time flowed quietly.

Surrounded by its embrace, the flames of war gradually extinguished.

The teleportation gates that were connected to the kingdom of death were destroyed one by one, and because of the many years of management of the goddess of magic on Faerun continent, under her protection, it was difficult for the kingdom of death to open new large teleportation gates.

The portal was destroyed, but there were still many undead creatures.

The spellcaster Legion and the Arcanists took turns to rest and relieve their fatigue from casting spells continuously. At the same time, they continued to clean up the remaining forces of the death Army and the areas that had been eroded by the undead creatures.

Under such circumstances, garen returned to the canyon.

In the vast Canyon, the power of magic filled every corner.

The flowing river, the soft ground, and the fragrant flowers ... The runes were everywhere. There were even hundreds of millions of runes floating in the air, like a vast Galaxy.

This place had once been personally set up by the goddess of magic, and many powerful enhancement arrays had been set up.

At the center of the intersection of the layers of enhancement circles, Karsus was already sitting cross-legged in the middle. He closed his eyes that were filled with wisdom, and at the same time, his lips hummed as he whispered a complex magic spell.

Every syllable he uttered would cause a regional magic rune to flicker and jump in the air, like a star Whirlpool flowing in the Galaxy.

The silver Dragon, still in its giant God form, spread its wings.

Its wingspan of more than a thousand meters covered both sides of the canyon, leaving a shadow outline that covered Karsus.

At the same time, garen raised his head and looked up. His eyes were shining with bright elemental light.

He used the astral world piercing technique and saw the astral world in a flash.

In the astral plane, the battle between the Lord of the end of all things and the goddess of magic did not seem to be ending.

The light radiated by the divine power surged up like waves in the sea, spreading in all directions, and was reflected in the eyes of almost all the astral creatures.