Dragon Who Controls Time

"It's no wonder that a forbidden spell such as ascension to the gods will be developed in the future."

Garen looked at the juvenile Karthus and thought silently.

Among human beings, the gap between genius monsters and ordinary people is not smaller than the gap between legendary dragon species and ordinary real dragons among dragons, and even bigger.

Garen's Karthus at this time is a good example.

It can be foreseen that, if there are no accidents, with his talent, becoming a Grand Arcanist in the future will be a matter of course, and the process will be easy and not take much time, but even in Netheril, a country where arcane arts are already extremely prosperous, still I don't know how many arcanists have exhausted their lives without being able to become a legend.

In the multiverse, the natural personality or talents of creatures are far more important than hard work and persistence.

As the Time Dragon, Garen knew this very well.

Among the high gods, as well as the demon lord, the devil grand duke, the element lord and other supernatural powers, how many of them reached the summit the day after tomorrow?

Ninety-nine percent of immortal beings are born this way.

at the same time.

The juvenile Karthus didn't know why his mage hand failed.

He cocked his head, and then began another trick.

Juggling does not require reciting spells, it mainly depends on the caster's control over the elemental energy, so even a two-year-old arcanist can cast it at will.

Dancing Wind Technique.......Under the control of the juvenile body Karthus, a breeze appeared in the air, blowing towards Garen.

Of course, not to mention that he was only using tricks, even if he was using the nine-ring spell, it might not be effective on Jia Long.

"strangeness."

"Why does my spell fail?"

The infant Karthus plunged into self-doubt.

The two-year-old child had a thoughtful look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the reason why his spell failed.

Just a few seconds later, Garen noticed that the juvenile Karthus's face froze. After glancing at Garen quietly, he slowly moved his short legs and walked towards his little bed as if nothing had happened.

At the head of his bed, there is a crystal.

It looks like a communication crystal, which can be used to contact other people.

Probably the arcanist parents of the infant Karthus.

"Not only is he talented, but his intelligence is also far beyond ordinary people."

Garen looked at the juvenile Karthus with calm eyes.

Obviously, the juvenile Karthus already understood that it was not his own mistakes that caused the magic to fail, but the creature in front of him dispelled his magic.

Children who are just two years old realize that they are in a state of being out of control.

So he's going to ask his adult arcanist parents for help.

A faint dragon's power radiated out, covering Karthus who reached out to touch the communication crystal, and immediately frightened his mind, making this little guy unable to move.

Seeing the untouchable communication crystal right in front of his eyes, the juvenile Karthus stretched out his hand vigorously, but couldn't move at all.

"You, don't eat me."

"I'm so small, I don't have meat."

The juvenile Karthus looked at Garen, stammered and said in a panic.

at the same time.

Under Karthus' gaze, Garen said, "Little guy, I'm not a bad person, so I won't eat you."

Garen intends to personally train and protect Karthus.

After all, the trajectory of history has changed partly. If Karthus can't grow up, he will come here for nothing.

This task should have been left to Iolum.

However, this demigod arcanist was lurking in the dark at this time, and sneaked into the underground base camp of the Felin Mokui, secretly looking for traces of the mastermind behind the scenes, wanting to know who it was, and planning to plot Netheren The Empire of Er and the Goddess of Magic.

The ability of Felin Mokui is aimed at Arcanists.

But it also depends on who the other party is. To Iolum, Felin Mokui is not that powerful, and it is the gods behind the scenes that make him afraid.

The task of teaching and protecting Karthus fell to Garen.

Although his magic attainments were not as good as the King of Arcanists, it was more than enough to teach a child, and Karthus had already shown his talent. Garen felt that it should not be difficult for him to grow up as soon as possible.

And with this relationship.

When Karthus develops the ascension technique, he can easily obtain it from him if there is no accident.

After hearing Garen's gentle words, Karthus's nervous little face relaxed a lot.

Garen used his mind to suggest that the juvenile body of Karthus, no matter how evil his talent was, could not resist the spells of his demigod dragon, so he won the other party's trust with just one sentence.

"Are you a magic cat?"

After Long Wei dissipated, Karthus looked at Garen curiously with his big eyes blinking, and asked.

As a child of the Arcane Kingdom, although Karthus is young, he still has a certain understanding of magical creatures because of his natural intelligence.

Those who can talk are definitely not ordinary small animals.

"Magic cat?"

Looking at the other party's clear eyes, Garen couldn't help but laugh.

Next, the white cat danced gracefully and landed on the smooth floor with wooden texture.

In a flash of silver light, the appearance of the little white cat began to change.

The hair disappeared, turned into scales, the body gradually grew larger, the limbs gradually became thicker, dragon horns grew out from the top of the head, and the silver dragon scales shone brightly... In the blink of an eye, a The large dragon that almost filled Karthus' room appeared here.

The juvenile Karthus' buttocks hit the floor, his eyes widened.

"Dragon, dragon, dragon...Wow, it's Mr. Dragon."

Karthus, who stood up again, looked at the dragon with curious eyes, and said.

"Mr. Dragon, why did you come to my house?"

"If you are interested in me and want me to be a dragon knight, then please forgive me for not agreeing. I, Karthus, am destined to become a great arcanist."

Hearing the words of the juvenile Karthus, Garen's face darkened.

Dragon Knight?

He dared to think.

Garen stretched out his dragon claws and held Karthus in it.

He was held in the dragon's claws by the giant dragon, but because of Garen's spiritual hints before, Karthus thought that Garen was not malicious, and coupled with the child's nature, he was not very afraid.

"Little guy, how about we make a deal?"

The platinum dragon pupils reflected the juvenile Karthus, Garen said.

Little Karthus was slightly taken aback, and said, "A deal? What deal?"

Garen narrowed his eyes, and first asked, "You like spells, don't you?"

Karthus nodded vigorously, his eyes lit up slightly, and said, "Yes, I want to become a great arcanist like Iolum."

Iolum is the most famous arcanist in the Netheril Empire.

Every floating city, every spell, there are legends and deeds left by Iolum everywhere.

It was only natural for Karthus Jr. to follow his example.

Garen chuckled, and lied to the child, "That's right, my magic skills are on par with Iolum's. He and I traveled to Faerun Continent together and studied spells together."

"In the future, I can guide you in spell learning and make you a great arcanist."

"In return, after you grow up in the future, you need to give me a share of all the spells you have developed."

The second half of the sentence is true.

As for the skill attainments that are comparable to those of Iolum...Karthus showed doubts, and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

"Iolum is the greatest arcanist, no one can stand with him, not even Mister Dragon."

This kid is not easy to cheat.

Garen's face remained unchanged, and he said in a confident and indifferent tone: "Really?"

He swept the dragon's tail.

The wardrobe, desk, magic crystal ball, some small toys of Karthus, etc. in the house were swept into the air at the same time.

at the same time.

In the exclamation of little Karthus, all the things that were about to fall to the ground froze.

Even the light coming in through the window and the dust inside stopped floating.

This bizarre sight made Karthus' eyes widen.

He reached out and poked a book frozen in the air, then exclaimed, "What kind of spell is this?"

Garen smiled slightly and said, "Want to learn? Promise the deal, and I will teach you."

Little Karthus hesitated a few times, but still couldn't bear his curiosity about the ability of time, he nodded and agreed.

After all, he is a two-year-old child. Although he is much smarter than his peers, he is still easily influenced by the outside world.

"Very well, from now on, you can call me teacher."

"Hello teacher."

Little Karthus said obediently.

On the other side, Garen looked at himself, the first apprentice he cheated, with a strange look in his eyes.

"In the established historical trajectory, the moment Karthus used the ascension technique, his name was known by the gods, but he also died at that moment."

"However, in this timeline, you may be able to survive and make full use of your talents."

Garen thought to himself.

Immediately, Garen used the time-lapse mirror on Karthus.

Another Karthus was condensed and formed by the power of time, and appeared in this house with flesh and blood.

Karthus opened his eyes wide, looking at the mirror image that was exactly like himself.

Before he could ask a question, Garen held Karthus and used time teleportation. His body disappeared in place in the ripples of the long river of time.

Space Teleportation is prohibited in the Mystic Barrier of the Floating Void City, and using it forcibly will arouse the vigilance of the Arcanist guards.

However, Garen's time teleportation is not affected by it at all.

The mirror image of Karthus remained in the room.

With the Arcanist parents of Karthus, it was impossible to discover the essence of the mirror image.

In the next second, Garen brought Karthus into a deep mountain range that stretched for hundreds of kilometers.

In a canyon with pure flowing water and dense bushes, Gallon said to little Karthus, "From now on, I will teach you spells here."

at the same time.

Garen cast a seven-ring transformation spell.

Castle making.

In the exclamation of little Karthus, the ground shook, and the earth and rocks bulged and deformed, turning into a castle in a blink of an eye.

Garen once again enveloped the entire canyon in an invisible magic circle, and clouds and mist rose around the edge to hide it, and then recruited shadow servants, invisible servants, magic beasts, etc., adding some vitality to the empty castle.

At the same time, Garen's body returned to his body size.

The majestic and majestic body of the dragon made the little Karthus look a little more admired.

Giant creatures naturally have this charm.

After showing off his spells and body, and convincing little Karthus of his abilities, Garen officially began to teach little Karthus.

"What kind of ability do you think spells are?"

Beside the clear stream, the silver dragon said this to the two-and-a-half-year-old boy.

Little Karthus bit his finger, thought carefully, and said, "Spells are the power to shape and change reality."

Garen nodded slightly, satisfied with little Karthus' answer.

What he was talking about was not the spell principles introduced in some spell books, but a simplified self-understanding.

A two-and-a-half-year-old child who can perform tricks and have such an understanding of spells, Garen can only use the word monstrous to describe it.

He is a born arcanist.

"What do you think a spell is, so it is."

"It can be a weapon for killing people, a good medicine for saving people, a barrier for protection...it is the will of the caster."

Next, Garen began to teach little Karthus from the zero ring trick.

Currently, Karthus Jr. knows three tricks himself.

Light, Dancing Wind, Mage Hand.

In the magic system, tricks, as the most basic magic, are extremely numerous.

When Garen learned tricks by himself, it was almost impossible to count because he could do it at a glance.

Then, in the process of teaching the little Karthus, he found that when the little Karthus was learning tricks, he could learn tricks without hindrance.

It was as if magic was his innate talent.

In the silent canyon, time passed quietly.

The days that followed became simple and repetitive.

Little Karthus studied magic with Garen in the canyon for a week, and then returned to live in the floating city for a few days, and then Garen picked him up to teach him.

Because of his natural love for magic, little Karthus himself is very concerned about it.

If Garen didn't look for him for a long time, he would contact Garen in a hurry, and wanted to go back to the canyon with Garen to learn spells.

The spells that Garen knows are much more than those arcanists in the Floating Void City Magic Academy.

The long river of time flows unchanging through the ages.

As the little Karthus grew older, he also realized the power of his dragon teacher. All the arcanists he had seen, including the master of the floating city who was a grand arcanist, could not compete with Jia. Long compared.

For Garen, this little apprentice was very worry-free.

Because any knowledge related to spells, as long as Garen taught him casually, little Karthus could easily learn it, and he could even draw inferences from one instance and ask Garen his own questions.

In this regard, for a period of time, Garen's confidence swelled a little, and he felt that his teacher was too good.

However, when he thought that Iolum would rather learn by himself than need his guidance, Garen's newly swollen heart returned to reality.

obviously.

Karen's progress was not due to Garen's good teaching, but because of his own talent. After throwing him in an arcane library for more than ten years, he could still become a great arcanist after learning by himself.

quickly.

Four years passed by.

In the war between the Arcanist and the Felin Mokui, the Arcanist is gradually at a disadvantage.

Because of the extreme restraint of the arcanist's magic absorption, it is difficult for the arcanist's spells to cause effective damage to the phaerin moss, and some national forces that are not so dependent on spells stand on the sidelines, looking forward to the fall of the Nether Empire, and do not make trouble , without providing any assistance.

Countless felin magic sunflowers continuously use magic absorption.

The desertification of the surface continues, and the energy supply of the core of the magic net is getting less and less, which leads to the shortage of resources in each floating city. The most terrible thing is that the immortality technique that a great arcanist depends on for a living has also been affected by magic. Impact.

Absorbing magic is almost like an ability specially created to destroy Netheril.

In the area of ​​magic absorption.

The effect of immortality is rapidly weakened.

If Felin Mokui could not be dealt with in time, when the immortality technique completely failed, if those grand arcanists wanted to survive, they could only give up their mentality and physique as human beings, and turn into immortal aliens like liches.

However, the King of Arcanists, who was regarded as hope by countless Arcanists and led Netheril to glory, has never shown up.

This made the atmosphere in Netheril even more dignified.

Some rumors even circulated that the King of Arcanists saw the end of Nether's destruction and thought it was irreversible, so he abandoned the country.

Of course, more Arcanists believed that the King of Arcanists was looking for a solution to the Felin Mokui in his own way.

However, such a tense situation did not affect Garen and Karthus.

In a lush canyon.

Karthus, who was already six years old, was wearing a small magic robe, holding a short staff, and reciting spells with a solemn expression.

Just a few seconds later, he waved his staff.

hum!

Elemental energy gathered.

The micro-meteorite of the three rings was constructed successfully.

A few fist-sized clusters of light, like little meteors, danced around Karthus, and then flew out, falling to the ground and smashing out dark pits one after another.

"Teacher, I have learned micro meteors!"

After the spell was successfully cast, little Karthus looked excited, and ran to the hill-like silver dragon and said.

Garen raised his eyelids, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

"Well, keep releasing it, shorten the construction time, and I will teach you other three-ring spells after you master it."

Karthus, who was just six years old, had officially become a three-ring arcanist, while his peers were still accumulating primitive spell knowledge at this time, and couldn't use a single trick.

Little Karthus did not leave immediately.

He hesitated for a moment, and then said to Garen in a weak tone, "Teacher, I accidentally exposed my ability to cast official spells in the floating city."

"People from the Church of the Goddess of Magic have come to my house many times, asking me to join the Church of the Goddess and become a follower of the goddess."

Garen frowned slightly, and said, "Didn't I tell you to keep a low profile?"

Little Karthus shrank his neck, then lowered his head, staring at his toes.

Garen shook his head slightly, but did not reprimand him.

After all, he is only a child over six years old, so it is unavoidable to inadvertently reveal his true level.

"Look up and look at me."

Hearing the silver dragon's words, Karthus raised his head and looked at the pair of platinum dragon pupils as deep as the sea.

He could see his own tiny figure in it.

"Teacher, don't be angry, I won't dare next time."

Karthus said.

Garen looked down at the future great arcanist, and said seriously, "Karthus, do you want to join the Church of the Goddess of Magic?"

"I will not interfere with you in this matter."

He said calmly, "If you are willing, then join. If you don't, people from the Church of the Goddess of Magic will not look for you again."

Karthus, who was just six years old, shook his head, a hint of arrogance faintly showing on his immature face.

"I don't want to be a believer in the gods."

"Becoming a **** is my goal."

"And I believe that one day, I will become a god."

He knew he was different and his goals were ambitious.

Garen chuckled and said, "What kind of **** do you want to be?"

Karthus looked up at the sky, his eyes showed longing, and said, "Of course he is the **** of magic."

After hearing Karthus' answer, Garen was slightly taken aback.

This guy... Garen believed more and more that he could develop the Ascension Technique in the future. He was only six years old, and he already had this goal.

"With the goddess of magic, it is not easy for you to become the **** of magic."

Garen smiled.

Karthus thought for a while and said, "This world is so big, can't it accommodate two gods of magic at the same time?"

Garen nodded and said, "I'm afraid not."

Karthus grinned and said jokingly, "Then I will replace the goddess of magic."

"At that time, teacher, if you want to follow me, I can also make you a god."

Garen blew a breath, making Karthus unsteady, and sat down on the ground.

"Letting me follow you is more difficult to achieve than replacing the goddess of magic."

Karthus patted the ashes on his **** and stood up, saying, "Hey, how will you know if it works if you don't try it?"

After that, the six-year-old boy continued to practice spells.

After almost two or three times of casting, he was able to cast Micro Meteor with ease, and then Garen began to teach him the new three-ring spell.

After a while, Garen brought Karthus back to the floating city.

At the same time, he changed into the appearance of Iolum and went to the Church of the Goddess of Magic in the floating city.

The Church of the Goddess of Magic is the only officially recognized church organization in the Netheril Empire.

This church is distributed in all major floating cities, and a certain number of arcanists join it because they believe in the goddess of magic.

After walking through the bustling streets for a while, Garen, wearing a hooded robe, arrived at the location of the Church of the Goddess of Magic.

Looking up the stairs, you can see the sculpture belonging to the goddess of magic.

On the wall of the temple, there are seven swirling stars imprinted, which are the holy emblem of the goddess of magic. Arcanists who believe in the goddess of magic come and go, and enter the church to pray.

As for ordinary arcanists who pass by here, most of them will stop for a while, pay respects to the goddess of magic, and then leave.

From this, the goddess of magic has a high status in Netheril.

Garen raised his head and lifted his hood, revealing Iolum's appearance.

As soon as he showed his face, wearing the appearance of Iolum, he naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Your Excellency Iolum, do you have any business in the church?"

"Do you need me to take you to see the Bishop?"

A believer came over and asked Garen.

The priest of the goddess of magic did not believe that someone would pretend to be the Arcanist King in the temple, and he could not detect Garen's disguise.

"To your Bishop here."

"Karthus is my disciple, and the people of the Church of the Goddess of Magic will stay away from him in the future."

Gallon said lightly.

Hearing his words, the surrounding believers looked at each other in blank dismay.

The king of arcanists actually ended up competing with the Church of the Goddess of Magic for disciples... Some arcanists were thinking, who is Karthus and would be so honored?

And some arcanists who knew this genius felt that they might have underestimated Karthus' talent.

"We'll pass on your words."

said the believer.

They dare not neglect the King of Arcanists.

In the Nether Empire, the actual influence of the Goddess of Magic is not as good as that of Iolum. Compared to an illusory god, UU Reading www.uukanshu. The King of Arcanists who personally led the Nether Empire to greatness deserves the respect of Arcanists.

Suddenly.

Garen noticed a peeping gaze.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on the sculpture of the goddess of magic.

After smiling lightly at the statue of the goddess of magic and saluting politely, the peeping eyes disappeared, and Garen left the place.

at the same time.

In the deepest depths of the earth.

Shuttle through layers of mud and rocks, all the way down, somewhere underground, you can reach a huge area with empty caves, with countless winding tunnels all over it, with traces of slippery slime.

Countless phaerims live here.

This is the base camp of Felin Mokui.

At the same time, the King of Arcanists, who has become a Felin Mokui, walks through it, uses telepathy very familiarly, chats and communicates with other Felim Mokui on the road, and his every move is no different from that of an ordinary Feilin Mokui .