MTL - Dragon Who Controls Time-Chapter 339 Lord of the End of All Things

It was a dark day destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

The black door suspended in the air is like a portal to hell, and the boundless air of death billows out, covering the sky and putting the world under the rule of darkness.

Wherever the breath of death passed, the river dried up and the flowers withered.

Even the mountains are dying step by step, and the rocks are slowly turning into gray-white dust.

Appearing with these scenes is a black ocean-like boundless army.

Liches, skeletons, walking corpses, burning heads, gargoyles, undead dragons... Countless undead creatures are the most numerous warriors in this legion, but there are also human spellcasters Orcs, orcs, and even elves and other creatures.

These are the faithful people of the Lord of the End of All Things.

There are more than a dozen demigod-level existences among them. As the leaders of the death army, they directly obey the death god.

This walking dead king is not in vain. His army is enough to destroy the Netheril Empire and the Demon Sunflower Domain at the same time. Whether it is high-end combat power or comprehensive power, the army of death far exceeds the power of this main material world.

Moreover, these are definitely not all the combat power in the Death God Kingdom, they are only a part.

It doesn't stop there.

Flynn's ground began to tremble everywhere.

Especially cemeteries, barren hills and other places.

There seemed to be some creature struggling to move under the soil. After a while, the soil layer finally broke through, revealing a rotting body that was **** and even had only a skeleton.

The dead returned from the kingdom of death, and in the eyes of countless horrified eyes, they silently burst out towards the land of Nether, and merged into the army of death, continuously.

"It's finally started."

"This real war."

In the quiet canyon, the silver dragon raised his head, looked at the place where the boundless power of death condensed, the portals lying in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, Faerun is a bit similar to the appearance of the main timeline dragon and elf war zone.

The army of the gods has precise targets and a large scale. Generally, they will not attack ordinary people, but they will not control the aftermath forces that are unintentionally distributed. If they are affected, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

Unless you want to try to get revenge on a god, what else is there to do but feel bad luck?

Gallon's valley was also eroded by the forces of death.

The canyon, which was originally beautiful and fragrant with birds and flowers, was also shrouded in the breath of death. At this time, many scenery were decaying and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the lord of the end of all things releasing extraordinary divine power to affect the environment, turning Faerun's environment into a home field suitable for his army of death.

The great power of the gods is difficult to exert in the main material world.

But that doesn't mean it can't be shown at all.

When a god, a powerful divine power, is determined to destroy a power in the main material world, his anger will make the whole world tremble.

"Teacher, you are indeed the Lord of the End of All Things."

Karthus, who was also in the canyon, came up to Garen and said in a low tone.

"This **** guides the Faerim Mokui to fight Nether."

"His hands are stained with the blood of my Nether Arcanist."

While speaking, Karthus' tone was very calm, but Garen could see that there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes. It was a flame of anger, the great arcanist's anger towards the gods.

"Then, try to make him pay for it."

The silver dragon looked down at Karthus.

"Karthus, my proud disciple, are you ready?"

Karthus nodded solemnly.

"I have full confidence in successfully performing the ascension technique."

"Now I just wait for the Lord of the End of All Things to be distracted, and I will make him pay a terrible price for this."

He said every word.

Garen nodded slightly, and at the same time his huge body stood up, the dragon wings slowly unfolded, and smiled slightly: "I have been silent for a long time, now it's time to move my muscles and bones."

During the conversation.

The magic nets all over Faerun trembled violently.

The boundless riot of elemental energy swept across the place like the tide of the sea, dispelling the endless power of death, and the sky covered by darkness regained its brightness.

Other than that.

Nether's arcanist, and Felin's magic sunflower in the magic sunflower field.

At the same time, they were pleasantly surprised to find that their connection with the magic net seemed to have become deeper, and they could mobilize more elemental energies, making it easier to cast spells and gain stronger power than before.

However, the four portals, which are guarded by demigods and connected to the Kingdom of Death, still stand majestically.

At the same time, the magical portal opened again.

Naga, murlocs, orcs, elves, humans... The spellcaster army of various races came out of it and directly descended on the border of Nether's land, guarding it silently.

The army from [Heart of Mantra], the kingdom of Mystril descended.

Every soldier here is a spell caster, facing the army of death far away across the sky and the earth.

The oracle of the goddess of magic came at the same time, indicating that she would not ignore the unwarranted persecution of the Arcanist and Felin Mokui by the Lord of the End of All Things. These two races have their own followers.

Called by the goddess of magic, many Felin Mokui and arcanists rushed to the battlefield to stand on the side of the spell legion.

During the period, the arcanists were surprised to find that some spellcasters who left their names in the history of Faerun but suddenly disappeared appeared in the spell legion, and they turned out to be absorbed into the kingdom of the goddess of magic.

at the same time.

The gray wastes of one of the Outer Planes.

The death kingdom of the Lord of the End of All Things, also known as the realm of the underworld, is located on this plane.

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

Sitting on the howling treasure carried by the skulls of various creatures, the **** of death opened his long and indifferent eyes.

The deity has dark, unblemished eyes.

Facing him is like facing the ultimate fear, the fear of the end of death.

His eyes reflect the death of all things in the world.

There is a phantom-like cloak behind him, and the windless automatic cloak hides most of his body, only the pair of dark eyes can be seen, one of his palms is pressing the thick roster, and the other hand Holding a quill pen with drooping ink, it seems to be writing something.

"Mystril, are you going to be my enemy for a mortal empire?"

In the Bone Fortress, the lord of the end of all things was chilling, but the voice that could not be heard sounded like a soliloquy, reverberated, and spread far away.

"Hehe, you said that Arcanists are your people?"

"A group of Arcanists who are arrogant and do not fear the gods, when did they become your people?"

The Lord of the End of All Things seemed to have a response.

He sat on the skull throne, raised one hand, tilted his head, and continued to speak in an ice-cold tone.

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

The Lord of the End of All Things slowly stood up.

His gaze was like lightning, penetrating endless spaces and planes, as if he had directly come to the heart of the spell, and looked at the radiant goddess of magic.

"Very well, Mystril."

"Now let me try to see if your magic has improved over the years."

Saying that, the body of the Lord of the End of All Things disappeared from the underworld.

God is basically invincible in his own kingdom of God.

But gods are never afraid to leave the Kingdom of God, after all, they are never prisoners in the Kingdom of God, but gods high above.

The Lord of the End of All Things and the Goddess of Magic left the Kingdom of God at the same time.

In the next moment, these two powerful divine powers appeared in an endless silver field, the star realm.

The power of death that can bring all things to the end of death, as well as the omnipotent endless magic erupted here, and the local residents of the star world skillfully boarded the floating islands, trying their best to avoid the aftermath damage caused by the battle of the gods.

Even so, whenever the gods fight in the astral world, it will bring irreparable trauma to the residents of this world.

But the astral dwellers are used to it.

Because of the particularity of this plane, whether it is a good **** or an evil god, they all like to fight here and release their boundless power.

In the astral world, the battle of the gods begins.

And at the same time when the gods fought, the army of death belonging to the Lord of the End of All Things and the army of spells belonging to the goddess of magic both received oracles.

Faerun Continent, the main material world that caused two powerful divine powers to fight, once again ignited the flames of war. It is only slightly weaker than the war between the Enther Empire and the orc gods. It can be said to be the second largest war in the history of this world. The fire rises and ignites.

Portal based on the four kingdoms of Death.

The entire battlefield was divided into four main battle zones, and the army of death and the army of spells began to fight for their own gods.

Netherland, Dawn Mountains.

Above this mountain range, there is a portal leading to the Kingdom of Death, which is sending a steady stream of troops towards the world of Faerun.

At the same time, a troop of the spell legion, together with many great arcanists and Felin Mokui, came together.

High in the sky, the Floating Void City carried arcanists skimming among the floating clouds under the urging of magic power. There were spellcaster soldiers of the Spell Legion in midair, and the surface and underground were the army composed of Felin's magic sunflowers.

In this war zone, the Army of Death has four demigods.

A death knight, a necromancer, an undead dragon, and a death wolf.

The most powerful of the demigods is the Undead Dragon.

The undead dragon, which has no entity, can avoid all physical attacks, and is naturally immune to elemental energy damage below the legendary level. Coupled with the powerful demigod power, it can gallop freely in the vast battlefield.

There are also demigods among the spellcasters from the Spellheart, entangled with the demigods of the Legion of Death.

At the same time, the sea of ​​undead creatures surged, fighting endlessly with the spell legion, arcanists, and Felin mokui.

boom!

As if the light of dawn was blooming on the horizon, the endless light instantly wiped out tens of thousands of undead creatures, leaving a vacuum on the surface.

Ten-ring spell, sunlight blast.

The first grand arcanist who developed this spell once blew up a floating city, resulting in his own death.

A great arcanist residing in the floating city let out a breath, and began to recite the spell silently again, mobilizing the power of the magic net to construct the spell.

Because of the support of the goddess of magic, the great arcanist felt that the magic net was more active than ever before.

Such an environment is very suitable for casting spells.

Dozens of floating cities surrounded the Dawn Mountain Range, and spells from the Arcanists fell from the sky, powerfully blasting and killing undead creatures one after another.

Flames, ice, sound waves, gravity, space...everything that makes up the world is the weapon of an arcanist.

Soldiers of the Legion of Spells are also spellcasters.

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

The chanting of the spell overwhelmed the roars of the undead creatures, and the elemental aura, as bright as the scorching sun, could blind the eyes of ordinary people.

Both Spell Legion and Arcanist performed well.

There is a magic net in the world of Faerun. After all, it is the home field of the goddess of magic and spellcasters. The army of death is fighting here, and it is falling into a disadvantage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Felin Mokui, who also participated in the battle, performed a little poorly.

The core of their ability is to absorb magic, which is extremely targeted at the caster, and it is not so effective against other existences.

However, only a small part of the soldiers in the Death Army were spellcasters, which made it impossible for Felin Mokui's ability to be fully utilized, and the casualties were very heavy for a while.

Then, under the advice of the leaders of the spell legion and the great arcanists.

The Felin Mokui had no choice but to leave the field, leaving the battlefield to the casters and undead creatures.

Time passed quietly.

The caster's spells crushed the earth, tore the sky, and most of the black ocean-like death army was reduced to powder, while the casters only paid a small percentage of casualties.

However.

Just when the casters thought they had won easily, they were going to close the portal.

The gray-black power of death is like a hurricane passing by, passing by an undead creature that was turned into dust.

A scene that made the casters look dignified happened.

The shattered corpses were reassembled, the flesh and blood flowed back from the ground, and the army of death destroyed by their spells was reborn, but the power of death pervading the surrounding land was somewhat dimmed~www.novelbuddy.com~ But because of the portal Existence, is recovering rapidly over time.

The frontal combat effectiveness of the death army is not strong.

However, under the blessing of the mighty power of the lord of the end of all things, they can be reborn almost infinitely and return from the kingdom of death.

As for the creatures who died under the wheels of the army of death, they also became their soldiers.

If there is no way to quickly wipe out the death army, then in the long run, the death army will become stronger and stronger, and the forces that are against them will gradually weaken until they lose all the power to resist.

At this time, some dead spellcasters stood up and joined the army of death, facing their former comrades with swords.

The army of the Lord of the End of All Things, relying on the rather rogue power of death, is second to none among all the gods' envoy armies.

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The epidemic has been sealed for more than a month, and today is one day of unblocking.

The author can't sit still and wants to go out to play, so I will write less today and make up every day tomorrow.