Dragon Who Controls Time

When the war between Felin Mokui and the Arcanist completely broke out.

Iolum followed the passage they came up to the ground, and sneaked into the base camp of the Felin Mokui without the knowledge of the Arcanist or the Felim Mokui.

He didn't just come here.

Iolum has been living here for more than four years under the guise of a Faerim Mokui.

Almost when Garen found Karthus, he sneaked into the territory of Felin Mokui and never left since.

Here, Iolum will eat whatever Felin Mokui eats, and whatever method Felin Mokui uses to communicate, Iolum also uses the same method...... Gradually, this The King of Arcanists has integrated into the Felin Mokui group, and has a deep understanding of the culture, habits, personality, abilities, etc. of the Felin Mokui group.

None of the Felin Mokui noticed anything unusual.

There are quite a few legendary-level individuals in this group, but there is no demigod-level existence like Iolum.

Therefore, they have no good way to deal with a King of Arcanists who can kill all directions, but wants to sneak in secretly.

"Elder Allen, Philip sends his greetings to you."

A passing Felin Mokui stopped, manipulated the wind to form a specific frequency, and said to Iolum.

This is a language of the Felin Mokui clan.

They communicate with the wind.

As for telepathy, it is an ability used when communicating with other races, and Felin Mokui's own clan rarely uses telepathy.

Iolum nodded slightly, and also used the frequency of the wind to form a language, asking about the battle situation between the opponent and the Floating Void City Empire on the surface.

"Those evil arcanists are no match for our absorbing magic."

"If there is no accident, their city will fall from the sky sooner or later."

"It's just that they have a very powerful Arcanist leader who has lived for thousands of years, known as the King of Arcanists."

"The Arcanist King never showed up. He's a threat. Other than that, there's nothing to worry about."

Facing Iolum's question, Felin Mokui replied respectfully.

There are also different social classes within the phaerim.

And the strong are strong everywhere.

Iolum's charisma cannot be underestimated either.

Iolum, whose pseudonym was Allen, joined the Felin Mokui clan for several years, and after a step-by-step promotion, he has become an elder of the Mokui Temple, and thousands of Felim Mokui follow him.

The Mokui Temple is the high-level organization of Felin Mokui.

All of them are composed of legendary or above Felin Mokui.

As one of the elders of Mokui, Iolum can be said to have successfully penetrated into the highest leadership of the enemy.

If it weren't for his goal not to seize power, in a few years, the king of the magic sunflower of this generation might be replaced by him.

For now, with the prestige of 'Elder Allen' within the group, if he raises his arms, there will still be many Felin Mokui who will respond to his call.

"The King of Arcanists?"

"Don't worry about it. If he dares to show up, I will personally take action and let him know the power of our Mokui."

Mokui, who looked like a big meat worm, shook his head and said calmly.

After hearing Iolum's words, the little devil sunflower next to her showed a look of admiration, completely unaware that their greatest enemy was right in front of her eyes.

Immediately.

Iolum moved through the field of the sunflower.

Not long after, he came to a black pool that was bubbling like asphalt.

In this pool, if one's eyes can penetrate the surface, one can see flesh worms the size of a thumb under the dark and sticky pool water.

Countless small flesh worms wriggled in it, but most of them were dead and seemed to have no energy.

"The larvae of Felin's magic sunflower......"

Iolum stared fixedly at the black pool.

This is the place where the phaerim sunflowers are used to raise their larvae. When the larvae grow into a relatively stable and healthy body, they will crawl out of it and become real phaerim sunflowers.

However.

In recent years, a large number of larvae of Felin Mokui have died, and the number of newborns has more than doubled compared to before.

Now Iolum also knows why Felin Mokui, who has lived quietly underground for many years, became furious and attacked the Nether Empire with a relentless posture.

The premature death of larvae is the reason.

Inside the Felin Mokui, there is a consistent cognition from the King of Mokui and the elders, down to ordinary Mokui.

They believe that the mass death of their own kind's pups is related to the misuse of magic by Netherese arcanists.

Unless the arcanist gives up the use of magic, their young will continue to die.

But making the Arcanist give up magic?

how can that be.

So the war broke out.

One side is for the survival of their own ethnic group, and the other side is to protect the glory of arcane arts... This is destined to be an endless war.

"The abuse of magic has led to the premature death of the magic sunflower cub."

Iolum took a deep breath.

"It's just farting!"

The king of arcanists cursed inwardly, and rarely burst into foul language.

Arcanists live in the city of the sky, and have less and less descended to the ground, while Felin Mokui lives deep underground, also far away from the ground.

The distance between these two civilizations is so great.

Then, the magic of the Arcanist will affect the Felin Mokui? Affecting a race that feeds on magic?

Iolum knew that the larvae of Felim's magic sunflowers were very poor at eroding magic power, but in his opinion as a demigod arcanist, their premature death had nothing to do with arcanists.

But the Felin Mokui are convinced of this.

"Eisberg...the most prestigious elder of the Mokui Temple."

"This guy is the first to suggest that the abuse of magic has caused the death of the young magic sunflower."

"After the investigation, an Elder Mokui seconded and approved this statement."

Iolam narrowed his eyes.

After sneaking into this place to investigate for several years, Iolum, who had already infiltrated the Mokui Temple, knew a lot of inside information about Felin Mokui. Naturally, he also knew the culprit that caused the war between the two forces.

And one of his goals was to figure out why Asperger pointed his sword at Netheril.

Is it its own thoughts, or is it bewitched by some existence?

Time passed quietly.

After leaving the black pool and staying in his dank and dark lair for a while, Iolum started to move again, quietly approaching another lair.

This is Asperger's lair.

The Felin Sorrel has a strong sense of territory, and unless it is a partner, it will not let other Felin Sorrel into its lair.

Taking advantage of Esberg's attendance at the council of the Mokui Temple, Iolum quietly entered the lair of the Mokui Elder.

Felin Mokui is a rather powerful magical creature. It has a lot of spell-like abilities and can also learn spells. There are various magic alarms and traps in Asperger's lair, even if it is a creature of the legendary level. It is very difficult to enter without attracting the other party's attention.

But Iolum is no legend.

He is a demigod, and a demigod arcanist.

Layer upon layer of protection seemed to be in vain in front of Iolum.

The Felin Mokui looks terrifying and distorted, but in fact it is also an intelligent creature, and possesses unusual wisdom that can become a spellcaster.

In the dark lair, you can see rows of bookshelves with countless books on them. The air is full of knowledge, making this place look like a weird library instead of an underground one. A lair of monsters.

The big magic sunflower's small sesame-like eyes burst into light, and it swept across the bookshelves.

Tiny ripples in the long river of time.

In Iolum's eyes, time began to flow backwards.

This is a time magic that he learned under the guidance of Garen during the communication with Garen.

Back in time.

Light and shadow were reflected in Iolum's pupils.

More than a dozen years flew by, condensed into a few minutes of fragmented pictures, and in the retrospective time scene, he saw Asperger often took out a book from the third row of bookshelves to read, and, observing When he was there, his face and posture were quite pious.

Like a believer.

Immediately.

Iolum stopped rewinding time.

He stepped forward, and among the densely packed books, he found a book that Asperger often read.

This book, placed in the classified bookshelf that introduces the legends and deeds of the gods, does not deserve special attention here.

The gray-black book feels cold and delicate to the touch, with no trace of damage on the surface.

The pattern of the book cover is quite strange.

It is a skull pierced with a vertical quill on top of a rolled horizontal parchment.

Rolls of sheepskin, quills, skulls....... Iolum's breathing became a little more heavy, and his complexion sank.

Opening the book, he took a few glances at the text introduction inside, then closed it again, and put it back where it was, while feeling more and more heavy in his heart.

"Unknowingly, Nether has aroused the malice of such a terrifying existence."

Iolum took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

The pattern on the cover of the book is the holy emblem of a god.

He is a powerful existence of divine power, known as the ancient **** of death, the lord of the end of all things, the king of bones... the **** of death Jaeger.

Even among all the powerful divine powers, this one is quite terrifying.

Lawful Good, Neutral Good, Lawful Neutral, Absolutely Neutral, Lawful Evil, Neutral Evil... Almost all camps have believers in the Lord of the End of All Things.

Mortals believe in the **** of death because they are afraid of death.

Similarly, the goddess of magic and the ancient **** of death has always been at odds with each other, because the goddess of magic believes that this is an extremely evil god.

"Why, would he focus on the Netheril Empire?"

If there is no accident, this is the **** who wants to destroy Nether in all likelihood.

Iolum left Asperger's lair, and after returning to his secluded and empty lair, he thought silently.

He closed his eyes slightly, and began to recall Netheril's journey from insignificance to glory, thinking about how his country provoked the hostility of the Lord of the End of All Things.

After a few days.

Iolum opened his eyes.

"Any creature is destined to have an eternal resting place at the moment of birth. Life is the process of finding this place and obtaining eternal resting place."

"Strength, success, joy and weakness, failure, sorrow, are all ephemeral in comparison with the eternity of death, and the activities of life are but transient phenomena of disorder."

"Only death is the eternal absolute, and it is the end that must come."

"......"

"Death is the end of everything, the inevitable outcome. Only in order to serve death should the life span of existence be extended."

Iolam murmured softly.

The above is the teaching content of the Lord of the End of All Things.

In it, Iolum discovers why the **** wanted to destroy the Netherese Empire.

A silhouette of a model made of magical energy appeared in Iolum's hand.

With a heavy complexion, he sighed faintly.

"Probably because of the immortality technique."

The Lord of the End of All Things is the incarnation of death. He looks down on all things and allows each creature to meet the fate of final death.

However, the great arcanists of Netheril avoided death because of immortality.

Before immortality came into being.

If the Grand Arcanist wants to live for a longer period of time, he mainly relies on the ritual of transforming into a lich, and the lich is only a false immortality. Most of the liches either commit suicide insane or are killed because of bloodthirsty madness.

But immortality is different.

This spell has allowed countless archarcanists to live forever with sound human minds and bodies. As time goes by, there will be more and more archarcanists on Nether.

Immortality can make any of its users immortal if there is no outside force to interfere.

Strictly speaking, this spell is also a taboo spell like ascending to the gods.

Because the cost of casting it is too low, and at the cost of the lives of other creatures, there is only one requirement for magic attainment on the caster itself, which is not very high.

"However, even if it is the Lord of the End of All Things, it will not be so easy to destroy the country that I have devoted all my efforts to!"

Iolum's gaze quickly hardened.

He passed the news he had learned to Garen, and then continued with the extraordinary invisibility [a spell that can reduce one's own existence in the main material world and avoid the attention of gods].

In the following days, Iolum did not leave, and he continued to live underground as Felim Mokui.

For three years and three years, he even participated in the war, and led Felin Mokui to achieve the result of causing the floating city to fall from the sky for the first time. Afterwards, all the wars he led easily defeated the Arcanist's line.

As a result, the prestige of this "Elder Allen" among the Felin Mokui clan has been rising steadily, and it is like the sky.

Many Faerun Mokui regard "Elder Allen" as the most charming Mokui elder of the Mokui clan for thousands of years, and follow him one after another.

After figuring out who the enemy is, Iolum has a new target.

.........

"The mastermind behind the scenes is indeed one of the gods that Dragon Mother speculates."

On a frosty winter day, the silver dragon in the canyon looked up to the sky.

The floating cities are no longer as stable as before in the field of vision, because the energy supply of the core of the magic net is insufficient, and they will tremble and shake from time to time, like an earthquake.

"But what does Iolum wish to do?"

"In addition to the king of arcanists, will he be the king of the magic sunflower again?"

Because he has always been in contact with Iolum, thinking of his actions in recent years, Garen thought silently.

If he can really become the King of the Eternal Demon Sunflower, he can indeed delay the Netheril Empire for a long time.

"Teacher, what are you thinking?"

At this time, Karthus, who was already in his early twelfth year, said to Garen.

Another six years have passed, and Karthus has become a middle-level spellcaster, and has mastered the six-ring spell, not far from a high-level spellcaster.

With this growth rate, Garen reckons that he doesn't even need to be an adult to reach the legendary level.

What a terrifying talent for magic......Galen looked at Karthus, who gradually opened his face and his little bun face became more delicate, and felt emotional in his heart.

"Karthus, if you were a great arcanist, how would you deal with Falin Mokui?"

Hearing Garen's question, Karthus was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a while, and said, "I will try to develop a form of magic power that is not affected by magic absorption, so that they can be the strongest means Fail."

As a member of the Arcanists, although Karthus devoted himself to learning spells from Gallon, he also had some understanding of the situation in the Nether Empire.

This is his country after all.

Karthus could feel the increasingly dignified atmosphere in the floating city, and these were brought by the Felin Mokui. If possible, he wanted to kill all the Felin Mokui.

Garen shook his head, and said to Karthus, "This is the most obvious idea."

"Do you think there are no other great arcanists who think this way? But none of them succeeded. No matter how the form of magic power is changed, the essence will not change. Even if you succeed, Felin's magic sunflower can also improve the absorption of magic. Against the magic of the new form."

Karthus raised his head, looked at the majestic dragon, and said, "Teacher, please teach me."

Garen smiled slightly, and said, "In the multiverse, the most powerful forces are in the hands of the gods."

"If you can obtain divine power, Felin Mokui is not a big problem."

"You swore at the beginning that you could become a god, so work hard for it and give it a try."

Karthus shrugged and said, "Teacher, of course I want to become a god, but gaining faith, igniting the fire, and condensing the godhead... all these steps are too difficult."

The silver dragon lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Really? In my eyes, Karthus is not a well-behaved arcanist."

After a pause, he guided, intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "You are an arcanist, why don't you be bolder and try to create a spell that can make you ascend to the gods in one step?"

"Spell is the will of the caster, and it should be omnipotent."

Listening to Garen's words, Karthus' eyes flickered, looking thoughtful.

"Go to God in one step..."

He murmured in a low voice, his eyes showed yearning, and he said.

"Okay, today I will teach you the new six-ring spell, the spell invalidation barrier, and the dissociation technique."

After a little guidance~www.readwn.com~Garon continued to teach Karthus spells.

In order for Karthus to successfully create Ascension, he has done a lot of things over the years.

In short, under the guidance of Gallon, Karthus' heart is full of yearning for the mighty power of the gods, and he wants to become a **** through the way of an arcanist, solve the crisis brought by the Faerim Sorrow, and become a Netherese. Erxin's patron saint.

After finishing the spell instruction, Garen brought Karthus back to the floating city.

Instead of leaving, he went to the Church of the Goddess of Magic again.

Garen didn't have any plots of personal heroism. He wanted to reverse the end of the collapse of the Nether Empire, but he never thought of doing it all by himself, otherwise he wouldn't have contacted Iolum on his own initiative.

It is the most stupid way to turn a blind eye to the fact that there are other assistances.

From Garen's point of view, the most powerful helper the Nether Empire could find was far away and close at hand.

Looking at the holy emblem pattern of the whirling seven stars, Garen stepped on the steps to enter the Church of the Goddess of Magic.