Dragon Who Controls Time

The Power of Time was released from the Silver Dragon's body, and it entered the River of Time in wisps, causing the quietly flowing River of Time to stop. At the same time, it circulated in front of Garen and constructed a shapeless, formless, stable, ring-shaped Space-Time Gate.

After being promoted to a weak-level divine power.

Garen could rely on his own strength to stabilize the Space-Time Gate.

The Imasca Secret Artifact that was used to stabilize the structure of the dimensional gate was no longer needed.

Using the quiet canyon where he had stayed for a period of time and taught Karsus magic knowledge in the early days as an anchor point, Garen locked onto Faerun's alternate dimension and stepped into the door of time and space.

The silver dragon disappeared from the dragon's nest amidst the ripples.

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Faerun Continent, in a deep valley.

Under the faint sunlight, towering ancient trees were scattered all over the place. The rustling of branches and leaves was accompanied by the gentle breeze. At one end of the canyon, there was a waterfall. The rapid water flow collided with the rocks below, producing a muffled rumble like thunder.

The winding stream that started from the waterfall passed through the canyon, surrounded by lush green grass and fragrant flowers.

Occasionally, there would be healthy stag, alert rabbits, and other small beasts drinking water to quench their thirst. At the same time, there would also be ferocious lions and tigers, as well as fatal magical creatures waiting for an opportunity to attack in the dark.

In the deepest part of the canyon stood a mage tower.

A young-looking female Spell Caster in a white robe was not far from her Wizard Tower. Her eyes were glowing with spiritual light as she carefully scanned the surrounding land inch by inch.

Whoosh!

A breeze blew past.

A leaf was swirling as it floated over. However, its originally calm and orderly falling posture suddenly became chaotic when it passed by a certain place. Sometimes, it accelerated and spun, and sometimes, it slowed down like a snail crawling. In between, it even stopped in the air.

This scene fell into the eyes of the female Spell Caster.

Her eyes lit up and she immediately rushed over.

Closing his eyes slightly, the spellcaster's entire body lit up with a bright magical aura, and his mental strength swept through the space like a radar.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes with a devout expression. She found the exact coordinates of the time disorder and began to practice the time divine spell she had mastered.

At the same time.

She murmured in a low voice, using a passionate and devout tone to recite the church's prayer according to her usual habits.

"Please listen to the call of your humble believer.

Lord of the Pliosaurus.

The only one in the world.

The Origin of Change, the Master of Time and Space, the Wings of Disaster, the Immortal Dragon, the Lord of the Colourless River, the embodiment of eternal time, the Master of Death, the manifestation of the eternal unchanging river, the Traverser of Time and Space, the Lord of Fate, the Destroyer and Protector of the Empire.

The all-encompassing Eternal Dragon.

Your loyal, humble believer, I am here to call, I am here to desire, I am here to pray for your response."

It was obvious that she was not a pure Spell Caster. At the same time, she was a senior member of the Spacetime Dragon Sect.

Although he did not receive any real response, the spellcaster still prayed over and over again.

After reciting another prayer, the spellcaster prepared to end his prayer for the day.

But at this moment.

The originally bright sky suddenly darkened, and shadows enveloped them.

It was as if something huge had appeared in the sky.

The Spell Caster was slightly stunned, and his face revealed a vigilant expression. As he prepared his spell, he immediately raised his head.

In his field of vision was a silver dragon that had materialized from nothingness.

The giant dragon's body was as huge as a mountain, and its pair of dragon wings covered the sky. Just by quietly floating in the air, it naturally had a majestic aura that could not be ignored.

A few ring-shaped black dragon scales were distributed on the dragon's body.

The three pairs of dragon horns curled backward, forming a strange crown.

When he saw the scene in his vision, the Spell Caster immediately widened his eyes and knelt on the ground. He was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes and his body could not stop trembling.

pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ Garen, who had just arrived at the canyon, noticed this strange Spell Caster.

Lowering his gaze, Garen's gaze swept past the Spell Caster's body.

"Hmm? There is a similar but different power in my body."

"Let me think…... When I left Faerun, I gave a church some power of time.

" That Church…... "That's right, I remember it's called the Space-time Dragon Sect."

"It's been almost 4,000 years since I left. After such a long time, the Spacetime Dragon Sect still exists."

Garen thought to himself.

The dragon looked down at the Spell Caster kneeling on the ground and pondered for a moment. Then, he said in a deep voice,"Mortal, raise your head and tell me your name and identity."

The female Spell Caster's body trembled and she raised her head, revealing a flushed face due to excessive excitement.

"My Lord, the mighty Eternal Dragon."

"My name is Amber, a Time God Envoy who has been tirelessly tracking down your footsteps."

After hearing Amber's answer, Garen, who was deep in thought for a while, was a little puzzled.

"The power of time I gave to the first generation of members of the Spacetime Dragon Sect isn't much. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be able to be passed down for such a long time."

" Besides, after I returned to the main timeline, the connection of faith with the alternate dimension was severed."

When Garen revealed his true form and bestowed the Space-time Dragon Sect with the Power of Time, it was to verify if he could obtain the faith of the creatures of another dimension. The result was that when he returned to the main timeline, the Chain of Faith in the other dimension immediately disappeared.

Perhaps Garen's own level was not high enough, so he was unable to sense the faith of the alternate dimension.

Perhaps the believers were not devout enough to cross the dimensions.

However, no matter what, after Garen returned to the main timeline, he had indeed never had anything to do with the Space-time Dragon Sect.

Logically speaking, the creature he believed in had not responded for a full 4,000 years. This church should have already died out. Why were there still members still alive? They even followed his footsteps and discovered the canyon where he once lived.

"Almost four thousand years have passed…...... The Spacetime Dragon Sect can still exist."

"And this spellcaster has a trace of energy similar to mine."

"In addition, if the Spacetime Dragon Sect still exists, I should be able to sense the faith of the believers in me, but that's not the case."

When Garen first arrived here, he did not feel any faith.

After Amber discovered him, the thread of faith representing this spellcaster appeared.

This shouldn't be the case under normal circumstances.

"Interesting, very interesting."

Garen sensed that something was wrong.

The silver dragon's visor exuded a breathtaking majesty as it looked down at the Spell Caster under the shadow of its dragon wings and said calmly, "" I have left this world for four thousand years, and I have never responded to prayers."

"Tell me, why do you still believe in my existence?"

The spellcaster was at a loss.

"My Lord, why didn't you respond?"

"Fifty years ago, when I prayed to you, I was honored to listen to your teachings. I have already remembered that day in my heart. Only death can make me forget."

"Many Time God Envoys have similar experiences as me............"

As he spoke, the Spell Caster's gaze moved slightly, as if he had realized something.

His devout expression had a hint of wariness.

After all, she was an Arcanist who was very close to the Legendary stage. She was quite vigilant, and now she was starting to doubt Garen's authenticity.

Looking at the change in expression of his believer, Garen's gaze penetrated her heart and knew what she was thinking at the moment.

At the same time, he also understood that what she said was true.

The silver dragon narrowed its eyes and revealed a cold expression.

In the analysis of the current situation, thousands of possibilities flashed through Garen's mind. In the end, he locked onto the one with the highest probability.

"It seems that a fake Eternal Dragon has taken over my Church."

"I want to see who is impersonating me."

This fake Eternal Dragon had allowed the Spacetime Dragon Sect, which should have died out, to continue to this day.

However, in Garen's opinion, things that originally belonged to him should not be occupied by other creatures even if they died.

Even if he did not need it at all, Garen could bestow it according to his mood, but he would not allow other creatures to steal it secretly.