Dragon Who Controls Time

Garen did not leave immediately, but stayed to watch the battle between humans and orcs.

He wasn't really in the mood, so he became a bystander.

Garen wanted to get some information about Faerun from the Arcanist in front of him.

The main material world where the Faerun continent was located was not as small as the Noah continent. Without knowing the location, garen would need a long time to search for the ancient imaska Empire without any aim.

Garen didn't want to waste his time and energy on unnecessary searching.

After hearing the Grand Arcanist's question, garen grinned slightly, indicating that he had no ill intentions.

"I come from another Prime Material Plane."

The silver Dragon replied under the surprised gaze of ioram.

At the same time, garen said to the Grand Arcanist, " I've just arrived in the Prime Material Plane. I don't know much about this world.

At the same time, just as garen opened his mouth to speak to ioram ...

The river of time started to move.

However, in the blink of an eye, a brand new timeline appeared, and garen lost the deep connection with the main timeline. He could clearly feel that the speed at which he was absorbing the power of time had decreased by many times.

as expected, when I have an impact on the future, no matter big or small, I will open up a new timeline.

Garen looked up at the river of time that stretched across the sky and shook his head slightly.

At the same time, the Grand Arcanist followed garen's gaze and looked up at the sky.

However, the changes in the timeline were clearly not something he could detect.

In ioram's vision, other than the wind and clouds in the sky and the orange-yellow sun, there was nothing else worth paying attention to.

Garen retracted his gaze and looked at ioram.

His gaze was calm as he said slowly,"powerful spell caster, would you be willing to explain to me some of the situation in the main material world?"  Of course, I know the principle of equivalent exchange. You can also obtain knowledge about the other Prime Material Plane from me. "

Powerhouses had a better understanding of the Prime Material Plane than most living beings.

Garen wanted to know more about Faerun. In garen's eyes, the twenty-six creature level éolme was the perfect target. He was not stronger than garen and would not make garen feel threatened. He was also not weak and would have a unique and clear understanding of the main material world.

Ioram was already more than 150 years old.

He was wearing a dark blue Mage robe with twisted magic runes and patterns of the sun, moon, and stars on it. These runes and patterns were flowing slowly and interweaved into a strange scene.

His face was already rather old.

Around his eyes, which were filled with the light of wisdom, obvious wrinkles could be seen.

If a human spell caster did not use special means, even a legendary spell caster would not have a long lifespan. At this time, ioram was already considered an old man among the spell casters. Most of the Arcanists who attacked the orcs with him were ioram's disciples.

so you're a guest from another Prime Material Plane.

under garen's gaze, éolme smiled and said, " I'm also looking forward to the knowledge of spells in the other world. I think we can have some friendly exchanges.

my name is éolmy, a Grand Arcanist of Netheril.

Netheril?

When he heard this word, garen was slightly stunned.

He knew that the Netheril Empire also existed on the Faerun continent, but he did not expect that he would arrive in Netheril's land when he had just arrived in the Prime Material Plane.

Could it be that the destruction of the ancient imaska Empire had something to do with the nellrell Empire?

Garen only knew a little about Faerun continent.

"The Netheril Empire?"

Garen asked in a questioning tone.

Eolmy was slightly taken aback, and then he smiled helplessly. you must be joking, Sir. Our netherreal is just an ordinary country in Faerun continent. We are far from being worthy of the name of an Empire.

It was an ordinary country. It seemed that netherreal had not yet reached its glorious and powerful moment.

Garen thought to himself.

however, the Netheril Empire that you speak of is also the goal that I, ioram, am fighting for.

I believe that one day, netherreal will become an important word that can not be ignored in Faerun continent.

The Grand Arcanist had a faint smile on his face.

He believed in himself, in the Arcanists of Netheril, and in the future of Netheril.

"I'll wait and see."

Garen smiled.

He knew the future of nether. It was destined to become a powerful and brilliant magic Empire. However, there was no Eternal Magic Empire in this world. Only gods and godlike powers were eternal.

In the long time dimension.

The glory of the Netheril Empire was like that of the alfatia Empire. They were all fleeting sparks, and there were many such sparks.

At this time, the rest of the Arcanists and human soldiers continued to clean up the battlefield.

Ioram's eyes lit up with the light of magic. He observed his surroundings to prevent any accidents from happening while communicating with garen.