Now Gallon has lost interest in many things.

Immediately, Xiali cast a spell to cover herself and Garen's figures and auras, in order to prevent ordinary arcanists from being surprised and making their entertainment activities boring.

Time passes quietly.

Under the night sky filled with stars, a group of arcanists quickly descended from high altitude and appeared in a rolling mountain range. At the same time, their eyes bloomed with light as they looked towards the mountains covered in darkness.

As if looking for something.

Soon, an arcanist licked his lips, and his body, wrapped in the elemental aura, quickly swept down and landed somewhere in the mountain forest.

What happened next made Garen frown.

Under his gaze, these arcanists who left the floating city turned out to be searching for some hidden biological clans in the mountains, and then started hunting with their own special spells. Some arcanists obviously regarded those creatures as

The target for training one's own spells. The spells that were originally a bit unfamiliar quickly became more proficient after being used again and again.

If this was just the case, Garen wouldn't be surprised.

However, he discovered that when an arcanist discovered some small human villages, he showed no mercy at all and used magic to burn the people and villages to the ground.

In their eyes, humans living on the ground seem to be the same as other violent species, magical beasts, etc.

"Aren't these the people of Nether?"

Garen looked at Sialli.

Xiali was still smiling and said: "They are just some subordinates who do not have the ability to cast spells and have no value. The only real people of our Nether Empire are arcanists."

The great arcanist's plain words revealed cruel arrogance and contempt.

Garen shook his head slightly.

He suddenly felt that such a Nether Empire was not worth the effort to save it.

In Garon's view, no matter how powerful arcanists are, they are still human beings, but they don't seem to think so anymore. They regard themselves as another kind of creature.

As a dragon, Garen felt that the worldview of these arcanists was a bit distorted.

The most evil dragon will not please himself by killing his own kind.

Thousands of years ago, although the arcanist was arrogant, he lived on the surface with ordinary people after all. However, after breaking away from the crowd and ascending to high altitudes, and after experiencing a thousand years of development and evolution, the arcanist almost did not realize it.

They regard themselves as human beings, or they do not regard non-arcanists as human beings.

"Is Iolum still alive?"

He said to Xiali.

Xiali nodded, showing respect, and said: "Of course, Teacher Iolum is the patron saint of our Nether Empire. He has spent thousands of years and his current strength is unfathomable."

Iolum taught a large number of spells he developed in Nether.

And they are all taught to other arcanists free of charge.

Therefore, even many great arcanists would honor Iolum as "teacher" to express their respect.

The Grand Arcanists are very arrogant, but they still have enough respect for the heroes who personally led Netheril to its glorious moment.

"It's just that he has been in seclusion in his floating city for a long time and has not shown much of his appearance in the past three hundred years."

Cialis added.

Garen said in a low voice: "Give me the coordinates of the floating city of Iolum. I need to see this friend."

Xiali was slightly startled and said: "You can stay with me for a while longer. It won't be too late to go find Teacher Iolum after his retreat."

For the Grand Arcanist who possesses the magic of immortality, he is not very sensitive to the passage of time.

Garen shook his head and refused Xiali's invitation to stay.

After locking the location coordinates, Garen did not use space teleportation this time.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the dragon's claws led to the long river of time.

In the ripples of the long river of time, the huge silhouette of the silver dragon disappeared from it, without causing any space fluctuations.

Time transfer.

Abilities learned through the Abomination of Time.

After more than two years of actual combat use with the elves, Garen has already become proficient in its use.

At the same time, the long river of time stirred up waves and surged in an instant, bringing Garen to the target location.

Under the night, the silhouette of the silver dragon turned from virtual to real, appeared from the long river of time and space, bathed in the moonlight, and appeared near a floating city that was several times larger than the Xiali floating city.

Garen looked at the floating city in his field of vision.

Countless mage towers and arcanist buildings full of personal style abound. Magic runes flow through every inch of earth and stone in the floating city, emitting dazzling elemental light.

This city suspended in the sky looks like a magical beast made of steel and rock under the night.

This is the floating city of Iolum.

At the same time, it is also known as the original city, marking the rise of the Nether Empire. It is a holy land that many arcanists yearn for. The arcanists who can live in this floating city are all elite arcanists.

figure.

Jia Long followed suit and planned to use Long Wei to knock on the door.

Unexpectedly, before he released Long Might, the Mystery Lock Barrier of the First City suddenly flickered and opened a gap automatically.

The elemental energy gathered together and transformed into Iolum's appearance in front of Garen.

The great arcanist, whose face and eyes had not changed at all, smiled, looked at the impressive silver dragon, and said: "Garen, my friend, seeing you again after a thousand years is the only thing that has made me happy in recent years.

Happy things.”

Garen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Iolum, and said, "You seem to know that I will come."

Under Garen's gaze, Iolum raised his hand, and the long river of time rippled slightly.

He looked gentle and said: "On the day you left the world of Faerun, I saw a special power in you. After that, I started researching time magic, and to this day, I have achieved certain results.

"

"I saw that you would arrive today, so I left the magic tower to welcome you."

Around Iolum, Garen could sense the flow of the power of time.

The quality is much worse than him, but it is indeed the power of time.

As for the current biological level of the great arcanist... Garen looked at it and found that he, like himself, had already entered the realm of demigods and had a biological level of forty-three.

Takashi himself is a little lower, but equally astonishing.

"Time Magic..........We can have a good discussion about this."

Garen looked at Iolum and said.

Gods with the priesthood of time, creatures similar to the evil of time, and time magic can also affect the river of time to a certain extent and exert the power of time.

Garen never believed that the power of time belonged to him alone.

He is the darling of the river of time, but he is not the only one in the river of time.

However, it is one of Garen's goals to one day be able to attribute all the power of time to himself.

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