Dragon Who Controls Time

Hiss ... The silver Dragon in the falling star sea sucked in a breath of cold air, and waves of seawater poured into his mouth.

This was crazy.

The people of the imaska Empire are really crazy, garen thought to himself as he looked at the Guardian Angel and the imaska in the image.

Even garen did not dare to provoke a God like this.

Because he had dealt with gods before, he knew the great power that gods had.

Sacrifice the blood of God to me, the great imaska?

These words sounded exciting, but they were undoubtedly a slap to the faces of the gods. If the imaska Empire was not destroyed, the gods were not worthy of being the Masters of the multi-dimensional universe.

At such a critical moment.

Countless ancient existences were secretly watching the war between the strange machine Empire and the saint's avatar. Naturally, what happened at the Paladin's place was immediately known to the gods, including the gods who believed in Faerun, as well as Saint Enther and Saint mullhoran who had just arrived.

The Guardian Angel was the top demigod-level machine of the imaska Empire.

In addition, its body also contained the soul will of the Emperor of the imaska Empire. It was The Guardian and weapon of war of the imaska Empire.

In other words ...

Every word and action of the Paladin represented the will of the imaska Empire.

Its words were a declaration of war against the gods.

What would the gods think after hearing the declaration of the imaska Empire?

Garen felt that even if he were to say such arrogant words in front of so many gods after he became an adult, there was a high probability that he would not be able to see the sun the next day. There were people beyond people, and gods beyond gods. There were too many strong people in the multi-dimensional universe. The imaska Empire was unable to recognize their own position and was too arrogant, thinking that the Empire could compare to the gods.

The destruction of the Empire had been decided the moment they decided to create a God.

however, does the imaska Empire really not know the power of the gods? "

is it worth it to humiliate and anger a God for a sudden surge of power of belief? "

The silver Dragon looked at the Paladin and thought to himself.

As the Paladin executed the saint's avatar in an almost insulting manner, he obtained a large amount of power of faith for himself. At the same time, the sky above Faerun continent suddenly darkened again.

Dark clouds rolled, and the storm raged.

Blinding lightning and thunder rolled and brewed in the dark clouds. In the wind that could blow away giant steel ships, the almost black sky seemed to fall to the earth.

A sense of desolation, solemness, and chaos filled the entire space.

It was not only within the territory of the imaska Empire in the East, but all the creatures in the Faerun continent felt as if the sky was falling at this moment. It was as if countless gods were casting looks of disgust at the Faerun continent, and panic spread across the land.

At the same time.

One of garen's messaging crystals started vibrating, transmitting the mana fluctuations that belonged to ioram.

Mana surged, forming a magic barrier that could isolate the pressure of the deep sea. It protected the communication crystal within, and the illumination spell dispelled the darkness within ten thousand meters of the sea.

Immediately.

Ioram's face appeared in garen's field of vision.

The Grand Arcanist was standing at the top of his Mage Tower. The tall Mage Tower stood in the midst of the storm, and the criss-crossing thunder and lightning continued to fall. Netheril, who was in the North of Faerun continent, was also affected by the wrath of the gods.

"Garen, where are you?"

IOLM looked at the pitch-black Sea around garen and asked in shock.

"The depths of the Starfall sea. The continent is currently in a state of chaos, so I'm here to lay low."

Garen said.

I see. éolme nodded. I see that the source of the Faerun continent's mutation is in the East. I remember that you went to the imaska Empire.

fortunately, you've already left the imaska Empire. Otherwise, you'd be in big trouble.

Pausing for a moment, iolham looked at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky and said with lingering fear, " I don't know what this strange machine Empire has done to provoke the anger of so many gods.

Garen looked at the Paladin's movements while saying to iOLM, " the imaska Empire is too arrogant and conceited. From the strange machinists to the ordinary people, they have all lost their respect for the gods. It is natural to anger the gods.

According to the normal development of history.

Imaska should have been destroyed by the Saints when Netheril was at its peak. However, due to the existence of garen, the little butterfly who had changed the trajectory of time, everything was brought forward with his secret push while he flapped his wings. At this time, Netheril had just started.

In addition, garen had not been in contact with ioram for more than ten years.

Ioram was studying the core of the magic net in seclusion, while garen was focused on pushing the wheel of history and recharging the Gate of Time and space. Neither of them had much free time.

At this time, the Anger of the Gods caused ioram to end his seclusion.

After more than ten years, this Grand Arcanist contacted garen again.

As he thought of the core of the magic net, garen asked ioram, " "How's your research going?"

"Was the core of the magic net a success?"

A smile appeared on eolém's face as he nodded and said, " "I created the core of the magic net around ten years ago."