Dragon Who Controls Time

In his Feylin sunflower form, ioram didn't even use his full strength, but he was already forcing Karsus to retreat.

Karsus was proud of his rich spell accumulation and countless legendary spells, but compared to the demigod Arcanist, ioram, it was like a small wizard. No matter what spell Karsus used, ioram could find a spell to counter it in an instant, and it seemed like it was an easy thing to do.

Furthermore, many of the spells that ioram used were things that Karsus had never seen before.

A battle between spell casters mainly depended on which side had more and stronger spells, and whose reaction was faster and more timely.

Unfortunately, iorham was better than Karsus in all aspects. He had never used his full strength, but Karsus could not hold on.

"The light of nether?"

"Tsk, that's all there is to it."

I can't even be bothered to kill you. Just wait for your floating city to fall and shatter together with you.

The horrifying and ugly sunflower King sneered as it spoke to Karsus, who was in a daze.

After that, without even looking at Karsus's reaction, he turned and left.

"He's pretty good at acting like a villain."

Garen, who was in the audience, muttered softly.

He looked at Karsus 'gloomy expression and shook his head slightly.

Karsus was just like the nether Empire in the past. In his entire life, he had never encountered a single setback. Everything had been smooth-sailing for him, and he had been triumphant, as if he was the chosen one.

This was very dangerous.

This time, he was defeated by éolmen in a crushing manner. This was the first obstacle that Karsus had encountered.

Under his secret gaze, Karsus fell on the broken wreckage of the earth with a dazed face. His body was covered with dust and dirt, and he looked quite embarrassed.

He was motionless, like a lifelike human sculpture.

Time gradually came to evening.

The sun dimmed, and dusk arrived.

The dim yellow light shone on Karsus 'face.

His eyes flickered as he looked up at the floating city in the sky. His eyes slowly lit up again.

Karsus stood up, patted the dust off his body, took a deep breath, and looked in the direction that ioram had left.

as long as I'm here in netherreal, the floating city will never fall.

He clenched his fist, and his eyes were burning with fire.

Garen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this.

He was quite worried that this blow would be too big and would cause Karsus to be unable to recover.

Fortunately, the man he had taught was not useless except for his talent. Karsus had a strong heart, and the beating from ioram would make him stronger.

"A demon sunflower King that's difficult to defeat with our current spells. How are you going to deal with it?"

Garen opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Karsus.

On the other side.

In the fight with ioram, Karsus had a deep understanding of the terrifying power of the 'sunflower King', which was far beyond the level of ordinary Grand Arcanists.

He could feel it.

The sunflower King hadn't even used its full strength in the battle, and had easily defeated him.

If the other party wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to live for long.

At this time, Karsus remembered what his Dragon teacher had taught him.

spells are the direction of the spell caster's heart. It's the power to shape reality. It should be omnipotent.

Karsus took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

"I'll use the Arcanist's method and the spell caster's method to get rid of all the Felin sunflower seeds."

Karsus finally came to his senses.

His previous actions were no different from those of some rough Warriors.

After this battle, Karsus had found the true power of a Grand Arcanist-the omnipotent magic creativity.

After that, because of the defeat of the light of nether, the nether Empire's morale dropped a little, while the morale of the Ferlin sunflower's side soared. The Arcanists, who had just taken a turn for the better, returned to their original state.

Karsus returned to silverscale city.

He stepped into his own Wizard Tower and closed the door, refusing to see any guests. Even the Grand Arcanist could not let Karsus leave the wizard Tower.

Some said that the genius of the nether Empire could not take the blow and chose to isolate himself.

However, there were also people who said that the light of nether had never been extinguished, but was only accumulating more brilliant light.