Smelling the anxious, decadent smell in the air, Garen looked at the disappearing future Garen, suddenly filled with anticipation.

"When will I be able to reach that level."

"Controlling time is like eating and drinking water at will."

Garen's eyes were bright and his mood was surging.

In the future, Garen can directly control and influence the long river of time. Garen feels that he is too far behind. His own time-based spell-like ability cannot be used at will, and can only be used in a fixed way and according to instinct.

After staring blankly at the long river of time flowing at a constant speed for a while, Jialong exhaled a long breath, then withdrew his gaze and glanced around.

The air-dried bones all over the place cast a lifeless gray-white color on the earth, and the dead aura lingered up and down here. In just a moment, Garen saw that some skeletons were stimulated by the death aura, and the young souls were ignited in their eye sockets. The flames vibrated mechanically and stiffly.

"It won't be long before this place will become a paradise for the undead."

The stone mound snake dragon, which remained in the main material world, twisted its body, flew into the air, looked down at the gray-white plain below, and said in a low voice.

When Harris died, a large amount of death aura flew out, lingering around, as if a heavy cloud of lead was formed in the air, and before that, the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people had become a breeding ground for the growth of undead.

Countless dead, the influence of the dead, plus the remnants of Harris' magic...

In the near future, there may even be a vortex of abnormal energy formed here, connecting to another world full of death aura, attracting the arrival of undead creatures from other planes, causing undead disaster.

Whether it is the principality forces that formed the Golden Alliance Army, or the Empire Kingdom, they will be stunned by this war, and both will be hurt, and they will not be able to recover for a long time.

call!

The powerful sound of dragon wings flapping sounded.

After Harris's death, the effects of the Paralyzing Touch wore off, and the four five-colored dragons were able to regain their mobility.

They look rather embarrassed now, their scales are covered with dust and dirt, and there are tiny cracks that fell out of the sky, and they look dismal.

Luckily, Harris's attention was completely drawn to Galleons later on, and he didn't slay them to kill them.

The eyes of the five-colored dragons were all bright and unusual, looking at Jialong with a look of amazement, as if they had witnessed the legend with their own eyes.

The line of sight mainly focused on the two rings of black scales on Garen's body.

"Respected Lord Time Dragon, it is an honor for me, Rowell, to be loyal to you."

The red dragon lowered his head, and his words were full of awe.

The same goes for female red dragons.

They had decided to swear allegiance to Garen in order to go to the Lava Half-Plane. Now that they know Garen's identity, they may have just been motivated by their own interests, but now they have more of their own true will.

Beside them, the black dragon and the green dragon looked at each other.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the two dragons also lowered their arrogant heads and said in awe: "Respected Dragon of Time, the black dragon Hellet (green dragon Accra) salutes you."

Like the undead dragon, although the black dragon and the green dragon expressed their respect for Garen, they did not want to directly surrender their identity to become followers because they learned of his identity.

With the character of a real dragon, the nobleness of identity can only make the other party respect it, but it is almost impossible to make the other party surrender without violent means or seduction of interests.

If it weren't for this, the dragon gods of the outer planes would not have been around for so many years, and they would still be weak.

The two high-ranking spellcasters who were lucky enough to survive also flew over, looking at the dead and dead plain below, with a heavy expression on their faces, sighed, and then said: "Lord Garon, the high-ranking spellcaster of the Seven Rings Evocation School, Ferry De (Crichens, a high-ranking spellcaster of the Eight Rings Conjuration School), thank you again for your life-saving grace."

"We will be loyal to you for ten years in accordance with the contract. After ten years, I hope you will abide by the contract and return us our freedom."

As the most mysterious legendary dragon species, the name of the time dragon is shocking.

But high-level spellcasters are no longer ordinary people. They have their own independent thoughts, wise brains, and their own behavioral logic. They will not have loyalty from the heart because of Garen's identity.

Most powerful spellcasters don't believe in gods, believing that gods are just powerful creatures who initially held the power of the world.

Spellcasters believe that mortal bodies can be feared by gods as long as the ultimate secret of spells is mastered.

The views on Time Dragon are basically similar.

Although time is mysterious, it also belongs to the research scope of spellcasters.

Transmutation has a ninth-level spell called Time Stop.

It can make the caster's speed reach the limit, and in the eyes of outsiders, it is as if his own time has been stopped.

This ninth-ring spell is not a pure time spell, but it has reached the threshold of time faintly, borrowing the power of the long river of time.

As for the legendary spellcaster... just like Harris, he can perceive the existence of the long river of time, and he will have certain countermeasures for time spells.

Closer to home, Garon looked at the two high-ranking spellcasters and said calmly, "I have always kept my promises."

After a pause, he said: "I want your allegiance, not for you to fight for me, or for you to do some difficult and troublesome things, but for the knowledge in your mind."

In the future, Garen will use his time ability at his fingertips, but he will still be able to use legendary-level evocation spells, which shows that he has never given up his exploration on the road of spells, and has reached the level of a legendary spellcaster.

Legendary spells developed by legendary spellcasters with great concentration can indeed make even the gods feel uneasy.

This is a path of infinite possibilities.

Critchens and Fred were stunned for a moment, their sluggish faces glowed, and they smiled: "The door of truth is open to you at any time."

"May the light of magic bless you."

At the same time, the black dragon and the green dragon hesitated for a while, looked at Garen's face, slowly backed away, and said at the same time: "Dear Time Dragon, we still have things to deal with, so we will leave first."

This is for fear that Galleon will force their allegiance.

Seeing the legendary Dragon of Time and having a taste of the power of time, the Black Dragon and Green Dragon were very excited, but they were still unwilling to work for free, unless Garen would give them a certain amount of interest to make them tempted.

Black dragons and green dragons.........

Garen didn't care: "Leave."

The black dragon and the green dragon nodded, the dragon wings waved, and they were about to turn around and leave here.

At this time, the female red dragon Gresha frowned, as if she suddenly thought of something, and said solemnly, "Wait!"

The black dragon and the green dragon turned their heads suspiciously and looked at Gresha.

Greza snorted, and sparks flew out of her nostrils.

Her face was fierce and her voice was harsh: "Those bastards, Timo, asked us to help in the battle, but they wanted to bury us on the battlefield together."

"Hmph, this matter can't be left alone. The Royal Family of Emperor Mo has to pay five times, no, ten times the compensation! To make up for our damaged body and mind!"

At this time, Timo has lost almost all of his high-ranking combat power, and even the army has been destroyed here....... If a few adult real dragons come, they will not only destroy the wealth and eliminate the disaster Other than that, there is no other good way.

Gresha looked at Garen, and the evil god's vicious expression suddenly turned into awe, and whispered: "Sir, **** Dimo, you must pay the price for deceiving the real dragon like this."

"Please allow me to go to the capital of Timo to fight for my own interests."

Rowell nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, as Gresha's partner, I will also go there together and ask for an explanation for Gresha!"

As he said that, Rowell showed a greedy face, as if he was already imagining how to blackmail the Timor family.

Galleon: ................................

He thought for a while, and finally, under the expectant gaze of Rowell and Gresha, said solemnly: "Let's go together, I really want to know how this legendary lich unknowingly took Timo's All controlled by high-ranking spellcasters."

High casters are not fools.

Although it is powerless to compete with the legendary existence, it is impossible to say that more than a dozen high-ranking spellcasters have been secretly turned into walking dead, but no one has been able to find them.

When I think of the strange measures of the Dimo Kingdom in the face of the pressure of the army... It seems that it is to let the soldiers die, and try to create an environment full of the dead and full of the spirit of death, to maximize the Let the Legendary Lich play its power.

When this guy was a human, he was the chief mage of the Temo Kingdom, and he was the teacher of many members of the Temo royal family.

To say that behind this tragic war, there was no secret support from the Emperor Mo's royal family, Garen would not believe it.

As long as Harris completes his immortal lich body, let alone the south, there are not many existences in the entire Noah Continent that can compete with Harris in that state. Noah Continent is a relatively small master. material world.

With the protection of such a legendary existence, no matter how badly the army and other high-ranking spellcasters are damaged, the kingdom of Dimo can rise again.

Even further, it is not impossible to become the first human empire in Noah's continent.

"If I hadn't been trapped in the field of legendary spells and had to use Shilong's countercurrent, he would have really succeeded."

Garen shook his head vaguely.

Harris' luck is really bad.

However, the strength shown by Harris still left a lot of impression on Gallen.

The reason why this legend is powerful is not because of the body of the lich, but because of Harris himself. When he was a human, he was already a legendary spellcaster of the dual schools, and his reputation was resounding throughout the Noah continent.

Ordinary legendary lich, definitely not his strength.

"Now, it's time for the reckoning."

"The Royal Family of Emperor Mo..."

Garen put the dead Harris aside, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked behind the devastated iron and stone defense line.

The capital city of the Royal Family of Emperor Mo is in that direction.

After cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the fancy equipment and magic items, five real dragons, one snake dragon, and two high-ranking spellcasters crossed the iron and stone defense line as the only survivors.

A few hours after everyone left, the sun rose, radiating bright sunlight, illuminating the world.

However, there was a layer of darkness over the Great Plains of Bucky, like a dark cloud of death aura, which blocked the sunlight and caused the dark weather below.

Countless corpses were scattered all over the scorched black and gray messy earth.

Under the erosion of a large amount of death aura, a pale skeleton suddenly trembled, and a candle-like soul slowly ignited in its eye sockets.

Emperor Mo Kingdom, the capital city, Kraken.

This is a prosperous-looking city. It occupies a huge area and presents a boxy outline. It is surrounded by tall and majestic city walls. It is full of towering towers. Evergreen trees, cast a thick shade of green.

Most of the pedestrians walking on the street are dressed in bright and bright clothes, wearing delicate clothes with trinkets made of precious metals, and they look far better than the pedestrians in the main city of Mosha.

Pedestrians walked and talked, with smiles on their faces that belonged to the kingdom's people.

However, if you observe them carefully, you can find that under the bright and beautiful appearance, their smiles are a little reluctant, there is a trace of worry in their eyes, and they are in a hurry and are not calm.

Many people are still carrying large and small boxes, dragging their families and bringing their mouths, and rushing out of the city.

The situation of the Timo Kingdom, as the Timorese, they couldn't be more clear.

Although the royal city has not been devastated by the war, according to the front-line information, those **** principalities have formed a coalition and have set foot on the Baki Plain and fought with the last defenders of Timo.

If the last iron and stone defense line is broken... This royal city that has stood for thousands of years and will not fall, I am afraid it will cease to exist.

Although they are both human beings, they will not place their hope that the Golden Alliance will come with kindness and compassion.

When human nations are at war, it is not uncommon for the army to indulge the army to massacre the city after gaining a great advantage and break through the enemy's city wall, killing people and setting fire to it for fun.

Because of the brutal and arduous training and the battle of life and death, soldiers in the army are mostly in a state of depression and tension. This is a reward for soldiers who have experienced life and death, allowing them to use violence to vent their negative emotions.

Because of their long-standing knowledge, some people still have inexplicable confidence in the Timor Kingdom, believing that Timor will be able to suppress rebellion and sit firmly on the throne of the kingdom.

But most people, who can tell the situation clearly, are trying their best to escape this dangerous building.

"If Lord Harris is still alive, those **** principalities wouldn't dare to attack Timo like this."

"If the iron and stone defense line is broken, we small nobles will be the first to be robbed!"

Inside a luxurious carriage, the Viscount dressed in a noble suit inlaid with silver clenched his teeth while urging the groom to speed up.

There was more than one carriage, and there were several simpler vehicles behind, which contained most of the Viscount's belongings.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside.

Before the viscount could stick his head out to investigate, the carriage that was going fast suddenly stagnated, and the wind horse with the blood of a magical creature collapsed to the ground, causing the carriage behind it to hit it due to inertia. People turn their backs.

"Lowly groom, I'm going to kill you!"

The Viscount wailed.

He pulled apart the broken wooden board, and there were a lot of bloodstains on his face from the spiked sawdust.

But the Viscount, who had just barely climbed out of the broken carriage, suddenly felt his heart tighten, and he felt like he was being grasped by an invisible big hand, and the big hand was still slowly tightening, making him so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.

Meanwhile, the bright sunlight in the sky was obscured.

A huge shadow enveloped the Viscount.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and he slowly raised his head stiffly.

Several imposing super-large real dragons, as well as a ferocious-looking snake dragon species, are silent, surrounded by undisguised dragon power, flying over the city of Kraken, and behind them, they also follow With two figures wrapped in the brilliance of magic.

"Dragon....Dragon Dragon Dragon!"

The Viscount was pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his body was stiff.

There are many others like him.

The five real dragons exude rolling dragon power, like a hurricane passing through.