"This mighty and majestic dragon, please forgive these little dragons for their unintentional actions."

"I apologize on their behalf."

"In order to make your anger subside, I am willing to offer you a treasure collection."

The golden dragon lowered his eyes and looked down.

A 43-meter-long ancient blue dragon with sky-blue scales was standing on the top of the fjord, bowing its head and speaking to him in a humble manner.

When he smelled the breath of this blue dragon, Garen's eyes showed a strange look, he smiled and said: "You seem to have forgotten me, Philin Cecilia."

Hearing the golden giant dragon call his name accurately, the ancient blue dragon was stunned.

At the same time, the layers of golden dragon scales faded away, and Galleon once again transformed into a silver dragon in the sight of many blue dragons.

Opposite me, the ancient blue dragon hesitated for a moment, and then opened his eyes wide as if he remembered something.

Long's memory has always been very good.

Although the size of the silver dragon in the field of vision has changed greatly, and it has an additional pair of dragon horns, and its face is much more majestic and deep, the leader of the Cecilia Blue Dragon Clan, after a brief period of differentiation, at this time

Still recognized Garen.

This blue dragon was the one who first offended Garen, causing the entire Blue Dragon clan to be plundered.

Thousands of years have passed by quietly.

It also grew into an ancient dragon.

And perhaps because it had the experience of being robbed by a stronger dragon, its reaction when it just proposed remedial measures was not unpleasant.

"You are...the source of the collapse of the ancient Imasca Empire, the destroyer of the empire, the senior known as the Silver of Disaster?"

"Huh...we have met once before."

"I'm honored to see you again."

The ancient blue dragon's long-suffering state of mind experienced violent ups and downs, and he took a deep breath and said.

This illustrious and ferocious dragon, who robbed their Blue Dragon Clan and later led to the destruction of the Ancient Strange Weapon Empire, has returned to the continent of Faerûn!

It is said that thousands of years ago, after the ancient Imasca Empire was destroyed, the giant dragon that took advantage of the situation and took away the six Imasca secret weapons left the main material world and went to no one knows where.

The last place it appeared was the floating city of the great arcanist Iolum.

"This world may be changing again."

The ancient blue dragon looked at the majestic figure and thought secretly in his heart.

As soon as this dragon clan senior with unfathomable strength appears, history seems to be about to erupt into an unimaginable event.

The ancient blue dragon's words reminded Garen of those bad reputations and nicknames about him.

Garen didn't care about it at first, and he doesn't care about it now either.

"Tell me what has happened in this world for thousands of years."

He restrained his dragon wings, descended to the top of the fjord, and spoke to the ancient dragon next to him in a calm tone.

The ancient blue dragon nodded and said: "I am extremely happy, but many things have happened in these thousands of years. It will take a while to tell them all. Please be patient and stay here for a while."

Garen said calmly: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry."

The Taikoo Blue Dragon looked happy and told the other younger dragons in the clan: "Go and bring food and wine to entertain the seniors of our clan."

Blue dragons waved their dragon wings, bringing many magical creatures that fit the dragon's taste as delicacies and placing them on the top of the fjord.

There are pearl fish with jewel-like scales, giant crabs with diameters of several meters and sharp claws that exceed ten meters, and squid and octopuses with tentacles that are over ten meters long. Because they live by the sea, they mainly focus on magical creatures in the ocean.

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Garen was not polite and quietly tasted the food brought by the Blue Dragon Clan.

At the same time, the Ancient Blue Dragon narrates the major historical events that have occurred over the millennium.

As Garen listened, he became more and more aware of the historical context of the land of Faerûn.

What is more noteworthy is that during the period between the destruction of the Imaskar Empire and the rise of the Netheril Empire, a new empire emerged.

It was born from the ruins of the ancient Imasca Empire and was established by former slaves under the leadership of the gods and saints.

Unser Empire.

When he first heard about the Unther Empire, Garen thought that the Netheril Empire would have to fight the Unther Empire to witness its glorious moment as an empire.

Because according to the ancient blue dragon, the Nether Empire was developing rapidly at that time and had aroused the hostility of the Unser Empire.

The gods and saints of the Nether Empire have the idea of ​​​​subduing the Nether Empire before it grows up.

But I didn't expect that this country established by the gods and saints could be said to be short-lived and did not exist for long.

Because when a Grace caster was studying spells, he accidentally opened a dimensional passage connected to the orc kingdom.

Countless orc legions poured into Faerûn, and war broke out between them and the Unther Empire.

These orcs are not backless existences like the ancient Imasca Empire. They also have the protection of orc gods. Each orc god also comes in the form of a clone of a saint. Together with the continuous orc army, the Unther Empire will be destroyed.

The army was defeated and defeated.

It turned out that most of the saints who destroyed the Imasca Empire died at the hands of the orc saints.

The Orc Legion stopped invading this world due to heavy losses.

"This.........fate is unpredictable."

Garen shook his head slightly.

Who would have thought that the Unther Empire, which had dozens of semi-saints and was more powerful than the Imaskar Empire of the past and the Netheril Empire at this time, would only exist for a short period of time?

"However, there is no way of saying that there is a method behind this involving the local gods of Faerûn."

Garen thought silently.

Since the gods and saints from other worlds have come, they must share their faith with the gods. How can the local gods be willing? With this thought, the rapid collapse of the Unser Empire has become a matter of course.

As for the Nerriel Empire at this time, through the description of the ancient blue dragon, it can only be described as the peak of the sky.

Countless floating cities fly in the sky of Faerûn.

In addition, there is also Waterdeep City, which is located deep in the Sea of ​​Fallen Stars.

There are also many floating cities bordering the outer plane.

However, at this time, the arcanists were aloof, and because of their condescending attitude, they even began to regard all other races except the arcanists as inferior ethnic groups. Even their fellow humans were treated in this way.

Garen was not surprised by this.

The Iolum he knew was gentle and willing to give, but Garon knew that what he was giving to belonged to the realm of the arcanists.

Iolum is quite arrogant in nature, otherwise, he would not have said that the gods are just arcanists who master the ultimate magic.

Looking at the development history of Netheril, it seems that it has been smooth sailing.

The threat from the orcs in the past was quickly resolved, and at the most critical moment of development, the Artifact Empire and the Unther Empire, which had the ability to threaten the Nether Arcanists, collapsed due to various reasons.

With such a development like a child of destiny, it is not surprising that Nether's arcanists are gradually becoming arrogant and arrogant.

After all, they have not experienced the tempering of blood and fire.

Garen took out the communication crystal, injected it with magic power, and tried to call Iolum and communicate with him.

However, I didn't get any response.

The communication crystal cannot be preserved for thousands of years. The communication crystal in Iolum's hand that records the fluctuations of Garleon's magic power has probably decayed long ago.

"The great arcanist of the Nether Empire, Iolum, is he still alive?"

Garen asked the ancient blue dragon.

The ancient blue dragon thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said: "I'm not sure about this."

"This arcanist is known as a demi-god in Nether, and is recognized by all the great arcanists as the king of arcanists who is closest to God."

"It's just that the last time he appeared was more than three hundred years ago."

"Whether he is still alive or not, that cannot be determined."

After hearing the ancient blue dragon's answer, Garen's brows furrowed slightly and then relaxed again.

"Iolum has the magic of immortality and will not die due to the lifespan limit."

"A great arcanist like him cannot die unless he encounters an unexpected situation."

Garen felt that there was a high probability that Iolum was still alive.

He needs to ascend to the gods, and he must first find Karsus, the great arcanist.

This is best done with the help of Iolum.

It is not certain whether Karthus was born now, and if he was not well-known before becoming the Grand Arcanist, it would not be easy to find him.

When the time comes to evening, when the sunset glows all over the sky.

Garen has learned a lot about the situation in Faerûn at this time from the ancient blue dragon.
To be continued...