MTL - Dragon Who Controls Time-Chapter 337 Karthasden magic

When Karthus entered the mage tower after retreat.

Garen knew that everything was on the right track. Over the years, he and the Goddess of Magic had intentionally or unintentionally infused Karthus with the framework of Ascension.

Although it is not directly stated, but only vaguely mentioned, it is enough to plant a seed in Karthus' heart.

For Karthus, he knew that the mighty power that could destroy all the Felin Mokui at once could not be possessed in the main material world, it could only be the power of the gods.

Arcanists do not believe in gods.

He does not turn to the gods for help.

Karthus wanted the mighty power of the gods to save Netheril. To do this, he needed the Ascension spell, targeting the gods to capture all the mighty power of a god.

Now, it is the day when his retreat is over.

"Based on this kid's character, it's unlikely that he just created the Ascension to God technique, so he can directly use it on the Goddess of Magic without discussing it with me."

Garen thought to himself.

Karthus is an arcanist, a spellcaster.

If he wanted the power of a god, he must have wanted the goddess of magic immediately.

This had already begun to emerge when he was a toddler.

But Garen wasn't too worried.

At this time, the Goddess of Magic knew the serious consequences if she allowed the ascension spell to be successfully performed on her. With her precautions in advance, even if Karthus did it directly, it would not be possible to succeed.

In the canyon, the silver dragon slightly closed its eyes.

The thick and long half of the tail was submerged in the stream and swayed gently, and at the same time, it immediately fell into a deep sleep.

In Faerun Continent, Garen spent most of his time sleeping.

In the main timeline, because of the tense battles, he is rarely able to sleep and rest without worries, so after coming to this timeline, he can indulge himself.

Time passed quietly.

This time, Garen had only slept for a few days before being interrupted by Iolum's communication.

The dragon opened his eyes and looked at the time projection in front of him.

Time projection, the principle is similar to time teleportation, using the long river of time as the medium, you can project yourself to communicate with the other party, if you use enough power of time, you can even directly project your own power to the past, cross-plane, cross-plane The world launched a super long-range attack.

In the field of magic sunflowers, due to the existence of magic absorption, ordinary communication magic cannot be transmitted.

For this reason, Iolum and Gallon jointly designed the time projection technique.

"Ferrin magic sunflowers are ugly in human's aesthetics. Don't you feel bored after staying with them in the magic sunflower field for so long?"

The silver dragon shook his head and said.

The Felin Mokui looks like a big meat worm, with spiral-shaped sharp-toothed mouthparts like a meat grinder, and deformed short limbs...... If it is not a magical creature, their form Can't survive at all.

Of course, Garen could also see the aesthetic side of Feilin Mokui.

For example, the sharpness of its mouthparts, the depth of its body surface folds, the twisted arcs of its limbs, and so on.

But he knew that in terms of human aesthetics, this kind of aesthetic feeling was too advanced, and Felin Mokui was very ugly and hideous in the eyes of human beings.

"Fortunately, I'm used to it."

Iolum quipped: "Sometimes, I even think they're kind of cute."

After hearing Iolum's answer, Garen was slightly taken aback, then laughed, and said, "It seems that I underestimated your aesthetics."

The silver dragon smiled narrowly, and said cheerfully, "The noble king of magic sunflowers should be able to choose the beautiful magic sunflowers in the magic sunflower field at will."

Iolum shook his head helplessly, and said, "Stop joking."

"I have something to ask you, how is that Karthus kid?"

He was a little worried, and said: "I saw his demeanor of defeat in the end, and I was worried that I had struck too hard. If it made him lose his confidence as an arcanist, it would be bad."

For an Arcanist with extraordinary potential, Iolum is quite concerned.

"Oh? It seems that you have a good impression of him."

Garen said: "Don't worry, he is still high-spirited. He has already retreated to study magic and is thinking about **** you."

Felin Mokui, who lives underground, was slow to understand the information in the floating city, so Iolum didn't know Karthus' status at this time, so he came to Garon to learn about the situation.

"How about it, what do you think of this Nether Light?"

Garen asked Iolum.

Iolum thought for a while, and said seriously: "I am so talented that I feel ashamed."

As the figure who gradually developed Nether from a small country in the North to an empire of arcanists, the arcanists that Iolum has seen in the past thousand years are like crucian carp, but there has never been a single arcanist, He was amazed by his magical talent.

After all, Iolum, the king of arcanists, is also a figure with extraordinary magical talent.

But even so.

When Iolum was at the age of Karthus, he was just an arcanist who had just mastered the first seven-ring spell, and he was still a long way from being a legend, let alone He is not a great arcanist comparable to ordinary legends.

At this time, Karthus' biological level has reached level 34.

But his age is not more than thirty years old, and he is still twenty-four years old today.

In the main timeline, Karthus hadn't grown that fast, but here, under the guidance of Garen and the Goddess of Magic, his strength improved rapidly like a rocket.

"And his character doesn't seem to be bad at this time."

Iolum thought for a while, and said: "When the war subsides, I can safely hand over Nether to him. As the king of arcanists, I have protected Nether for too long, and it's time to abdicate."

Garen nodded, and joked in a serious tone: "In this way, you can build a harem in the magic sunflower field with peace of mind."

Iolum glared at Garen, and said, "If you want, I can help you gather some beautiful female felin mokui. Just in time, I know that giant dragons have the aesthetics of thousands of races, and felin mokui are no problem. Bar."

Garen laughed and changed the subject.

"When Karthus creates the Ascension to God technique, you don't need to lead the Felin Mokui to fight the Nether Empire anymore."

At this time, most of the reason for the struggle between Felin Mokui and Nether was to create a controllable external pressure, allowing Karthus to create the Ascension Art.

As an Arcanist, Iolum was also very curious about the spell itself.

Moreover, Garen explained at the beginning that his goal was to ascend to the gods. Garen helped Iolum, and Iolum would give him what he wanted.

"It's just that after you decide to cease fighting, I don't know how the Lord of All Things will react."

Hearing Garen's words, Iolum frowned slightly, and said, "With the help of the goddess of magic and my own spells, the Lord of the End of All Things probably hasn't discovered my true identity."

After all, under the leadership of Iolum, the Felín Mokui camp made great strides, while Netheril retreated steadily.

This is exactly what the Lord of the End of All Things wants to see.

He wants the great arcanists who have immortality to meet death and end.

"But these are not important. The important thing is that he failed to achieve what he wanted."

"After that, He may directly declare war on Nether."

Garen thought for a while and said.

The development and use of immortality has a history of thousands of years in the world of Faerun. When this spell is used for the first time, the Lord of the End of All Things should have noticed it.

But it was only at this moment that the **** of death began to attack Netheril.

This shows that He cannot destroy an empire of the main material world at will.

Felin's magic sunflower was originally the most suitable executioner, but because it was discovered in advance, the magic sunflower domain has been secretly controlled by Iolum.

In the Faerun Continent at this time, it would be extremely difficult to find other objects that could cause trouble to the Nether Empire.

The master of the end of all things will either swallow this breath and curse each of the immortal great arcanists with malice, or he will directly declare war on Nether with his own deity, and end Nether with the power of his believers in the main material world and the kingdom of God empire.

On many worlds, the Lord of the End of All Things is known as the King of the Walking Dead, the God of the Undead.

Countless undead believe in him.

There are even many people who believe that undead creatures are ordinary creatures that originally served death and believed in the Lord of the End of All Things. Because of the gift of his divine power, they became undead creatures and could delay the end of death.

If He disregarded his high status as a **** and directly declared war on a material empire like Nether... the Nether Empire would not have much resistance.

During the communication, Iolum's complexion was a little heavy.

Felin Mokui was never a real enemy.

He knows it.

The Lord of the End of All Things is the greatest threat facing Netheril.

Could it be that you have to give up the immortality technique for this?

But immortality is the foundation of Netheril. If you give up immortality, this empire will exist in name only.

Garen smiled slightly, and said: "Don't forget, although Netheril doesn't believe in gods, behind it, there is also a powerful **** who is all prosperous and all damaged."

Iolum is always habitual, wanting to rely on the Arcanist's own strength to deal with the **** of death.

But how is this possible?

Looking at the long river of time, Garen had already discovered a fact.

The empire of the main material world without the protection of gods will be destroyed by the hands of gods sooner or later.

This was the case with the ancient Imaskar Empire, and it would be the same with the Nether Empire if there was no accidental intervention.

However, the situation of the Nether Empire is quite special.

Even though the vast majority of arcanists among them do not believe in the goddess of magic, the goddess of magic still attaches great importance to this empire.

During the conversation.

A vast and sacred power descended.

The elemental energy gathered and surged, and it became the elemental incarnation of the goddess of magic in the canyon of Gallon.

Both Garen and Iolum's eyes were attracted.

Looking at the time projection of Iolum, the Goddess of Magic showed an elegant and dignified smile, and said softly: "Iolum, I have watched you lead Nether to prosperity and glory step by step, so that the brilliance of magic is dazzling in this world. .”

"If you are willing to accept my help, then the Nether Empire will be safe and sound."

"Moreover, its future will be brighter and brighter."

Iolum looked at the incarnation of the Goddess of Magic who suddenly appeared, his face wrinkled.

In the history of the Nether Empire, there were cases where a great arcanist was seriously injured and needed a priest's magic to heal him. However, that great arcanist did not step into the church of gods until his death.

After that, arcanists created many healing spells.

From this we can see what kind of attitude Nether's arcanists have towards the gods.

However, the Goddess of Magic was the only **** respected by the Arcanists, and the Nether Empire did not have the ability to deal with the hostility of the God of Death alone, so Iolum did not directly refuse, but frowned and pondered.

"Honorable goddess of magic, you should know that ninety-nine percent of arcanists will not provide you with faith."

"We never believed in gods."

"A true arcanist only believes in his own power."

Iolum felt that the Goddess of Magic had come forward to win Netheril's faith.

He can't agree.

Regarding this, the Goddess of Magic chuckled and said: "The prosperity of magic is the best reward for me. As for belief, it is best to have it, but I won't force it without it."

He looked at Iolum and said softly, "Iolum, you don't need to resist my help."

"Because the Nether Empire is already under my protection."

"For example, the Floating Void City can operate because it draws power from my magic net, and the arcanist casts spells based on the magic net I created and maintained...... You can't deny that my power Already integrated into every aspect of Netheril."

Under the shroud of divine light, the goddess of magic said softly.

"This empire is developed by you, but it is also my child, even though this child does not believe in me."

Hearing the words of the Goddess of Magic, Iolum was slightly taken aback and fell silent.

The words of the goddess of magic are true.

Although the core of the magic web was created by an arcanist, its essence is still absorbing the power of the goddess of magic. To put it bluntly, it can even be said to be stolen.

The floating city was lifted into the sky because of the acquiescence of the goddess of magic.

If it were a deity with a bad personality, Nether would be punished directly because of it.

"All arcanists respect you for this."

After pondering and hesitating for a while, Iolum finally sighed and said with a relaxed expression, "Honorable Goddess of Magic, I am willing to accept your help."

"And I promise you that in the future, every floating city will have a Church of the Goddess of Magic."

"It's just that I won't ask any floating city to spread your teachings."

"Whether Arcanists will believe in you depends on their own will. I hope you can understand."

The Goddess of Magic was willing to provide Nether with shelter. Although she didn't ask for it, Iolum himself couldn't ignore the kindness of a god.

Giving a certain reward is a must.

Over the years, Iolum, who was sleepless because of the hostility of the Lord of the End of All Things, gradually understood that Netheril, which had developed to such a degree, really needed the protection of a god.

After all, this endless world is under the rule of gods.

If one day, Netheril has the power not to be afraid of any gods, then he will be qualified to refuse the help of the gods with confidence, but before that, if he does not have enough power to look above the top and sneer at the mighty power of the gods, that is Stupid behavior.

"Very well, I know you will choose wisely."

The goddess of magic smiled and said.

Not long after, his elemental incarnation dispersed, and Iolum also released the time projection, and the deep canyon returned to silence, only the thunderous breath of the giant dragon echoed in it.

"Iolum has changed a lot, too."

The silver dragon wagged its tail and thought inwardly.

With the arrogance in Iolum's bones before, he would never accept any kindness from the gods.

But now, the Arcanist knew that his strength was actually quite weak, far from being comparable to the gods, and the arrogance in Iolum's heart was reduced a lot.

Immediately, Garen looked up at the sky, his eyes passed through many spaces, and landed on the city of silver scales.

The city of silver scales, the tower of the master of the city.

The gate of the mage tower standing in the center of the floating city is closed, and the power of magic is constantly rippling in it.

Karthus concentrated all his energies, doing magic research that was difficult for outsiders to understand.

The long river of time flows quietly.

The war between Felin Mokui and the Nether Empire is still going on.

However, Felin Mokui, who has always been in the upper hand, is not aggressively attacking, even though the floating cities are already crumbling under their magic absorption.

Therefore, although Netheril's arcanists were under tremendous pressure, they could barely persevere.

During this period, Karthus was visited by many archmages, but received no response from him.

The Light of Nether, who had performed outstandingly on the battlefield before, gradually faded out of the vision of the arcanists as time went by, and there was no longer any trace.

The originally bustling City of Silver Scales has gradually become deserted and deserted.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.

In this way, eight years have passed.

In a foggy weather, the streets of the City of Silver Scales are full of coldness and silence, only a few Arcanists who have always believed that the light of Nether will never go out are still living in it, and there are few people.

A next Arcanist who always believed in Karthus went to the Mage Tower in the center of the city as usual.

The originally young arcanist has become mature and vicissitudes after eight years.

He looked at the still tightly sealed gate of the mage tower, sighed insignificantly, and turned to leave.

There was not much disappointment on his face.

After all, it has been eight years, and no one knows how long the Netherlight will remain silent, maybe forever.

However, this time is different.

Just turning around, the arcanist who hadn't taken two steps paused, and a look of unbelievable surprise climbed onto his face.

He sensed the surge of elemental energy.

This is usually the movement that occurs when a legendary spellcaster shows up.

In today's City of Silver Scales, there is only one legendary spellcaster, the Light of Nether, who was shining brightly eight years ago, and the youngest great arcanist in the history of the empire, Karthus.

The Arcanist turned his head abruptly.

The door to the mage's tower remained closed.

However, moving his gaze up the towering tower body, in the hazy mist, he could vaguely see a tall and straight man standing in the open air on the top of the tower.

A mature face in his thirties, a temperament as calm as the sea, and those deep eyes that are a little tired but full of wisdom, as if they can penetrate the essence of everything......

These characteristics come together to form what Karthus is today.

After eight years of retreat and study, he has become more mature both in appearance and temperament.

"You, you finally showed up."

"City Master, I have always believed that you will not be crushed by a single setback!"

The arcanist looked excited and said.

Karthus lowered his eyes, looked at the arcanist who was looking up at him, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Go and tell the arcanists on Nether that I am back."

"This war should also end."

Saying that, the body of the great arcanist who had been silent for a long time disappeared, and disappeared from the vision of the arcanist below.

The arcanist who saw the return of Karthus with his own eyes was stunned for a long time~www.novelbuddy.com~ After regaining his senses, he was ecstatic, and hurriedly sent a message through the arcane chain, spreading the news, causing sparked many lively discussions among Netherian arcanists.

Although Karthus' figure and reputation had faded out of people's sight, once he appeared, all the arcanists' memories of him instantly became clear.

at the same time.

The silver dragon in the deep canyon opened its eyes.

In front of Garen, there was a slight fluctuation in the space. Karthus stepped out of the portal in one step, and his clean and straight figure was reflected in the platinum dragon pupil.

Looking up at the mighty silver dragon.

Karthus said softly: "Teacher, I have just created a spell but haven't cast it yet. I want you to guide me."

Garen's eyes moved slightly, looking at the grown-up great arcanist, and said, "Oh? What spell?"

Karthus said: "It entrusts me with the belief of ascending to the gods one step at a time. It is called, ascension to the gods, Karthus's ascension to the gods."