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, the dragon that controls time

Hiss...The silver giant dragon in the Falling Star Sea sucked in a breath of cold air, and a stream of sea water poured into his mouth.

Crazy crazy.

The people of the Imaskar Empire are really crazy - Kanon thought to himself as he looked at the guardian angel and the Imaskar people in the picture.

Not even Galleon dared to provoke the gods like this.

Because he had dealt with gods, he deeply knew the mighty power that gods possessed.

With the blood of God, sacrifice my great Imaskar?

This kind of speech sounds very exciting, but this sentence is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the gods. If the Imaskar Empire is not destroyed, the gods are not worthy of being the masters of the multiverse.

at this critical moment.

I don't know how many ancient eyes were watching the war that broke out between the Magical Empire and the avatars of the saints. Naturally, what happened here with the guardian angels was introduced to the eyes and ears of the gods at the first time, including in Fei. The gods who believe in the existence of London, as well as the saints of Unther and Mulhorand who have just arrived here.

The Guardian Angel is the top demigod-level contraption of the Imaskar Empire. Remember the URL m.xbeqge. com

In addition, its body also contains the soul will of the Emperor of the Imaskar Empire, and is the guardian and war weapon of the Imaskar Empire.

That is to say.

The words and deeds of the guardian angels represent the will of the Imaskar Empire.

Its words are completely declaring war on the gods.

How will the gods feel after hearing the declaration of the Imaskar Empire?

Garon felt that even if he was an adult, if he said such arrogant words in front of so many gods, there was a high probability that he would not see the sun the next day. There are too many strong people, and the Imaskar Empire cannot recognize its own status, and is too arrogant and arrogant, thinking that the Empire can be comparable to the gods.

The end of the empire's destruction was doomed from the moment they planned to create a god.

"However, is the Imaskar Empire really not aware of the power of the gods?"

"Is it worth it to humiliate and anger the gods for the sudden increase in the power of belief?"

The silver dragon looked at the guardian angel and thought silently.

While the guardian angel killed the saint clone in an almost insulting manner in the form of execution, and gained a lot of faith for himself, the sky in Faern suddenly darkened again.

The dark clouds are rolling, and the rainstorm is frantic.

Dazzling lightning and thunder were rolling and brewing in the dark clouds, and in the gust of wind that could lift the steel giant ship, the almost black sky seemed to fall to the ground.

A sense of apocalyptic, dignified, and chaotic filled the square space.

Not only in the eastern Imaskar Empire, but all the creatures in Faerun Continent, at this moment there is a feeling that the sky is falling, as if countless gods cast their disgusting eyes on Faerun Continent. , panic spread over the earth.

at the same time.

One of Garen's communication crystals vibrated, sending out the mana fluctuations belonging to Eorem.

The surging magic power formed a magical barrier that could isolate the pressure of the deep sea, and contained the communication crystal, and the light spell simultaneously dispelled the darkness of the 10,000-meter sea.

Immediately.

Eorem's face appeared in Garen's field of vision.

The great arcanist is at the top of his mage tower at this time. The towering mage tower stands in the wind and rain, and the crisscrossed thunder and lightning are falling one after another. It is located in Netheril in the north of Faerun. It was also affected by the wrath of the gods.

"Canon, where are you?"

Eorem asked in astonishment as he looked at the pitch-dark waters around Garen.

"Falling into the depths of the sea of stars, the situation on the mainland is too chaotic, I am here to avoid the limelight."

Garon said.

Eorem nodded and said, "I think the origin of the Faerun Continent's mutation is in the east, and I remember that you went to the Imaskar Empire."

"Fortunately, you have left the Imaskar Empire, otherwise you will be involved in big trouble."

After a pause, Eorem looked at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky, and said with lingering fears: "This strange tool empire does not know what it has done, and it has provoked so many gods' anger."

While watching the guardian angel's movements, Garon said to Eorem: "Imaskar Empire is too proud and arrogant, from artificers to ordinary people, they have lost their reverence for gods. , it is natural to offend the gods."

According to the normal development trajectory of history.

Imaskar should have been destroyed by the Saints when Netherel was at its peak, but now, due to the existence of Galen, a little butterfly who changed the trajectory of time, under the secret push of his flapping wings, everything was over. It's all ahead of time, and Netheril has just started not long at this time.

In addition, Garon and Eorem have not been in touch with Eorem for more than ten years.

Eorem retreated to study the core of the magic weave, and Garen single-mindedly made the stumbling block push the wheel of history and recharge the gate of time and space, neither of which had much idle time.

At this time, the anger from the gods caused Eorem to end his retreat.

After more than ten years, the Great Arcanist contacted Garen again.

Thinking of the core of the magic net, Garen asked Eorem, "How is your research?"

"Has the core of the magic web succeeded?"

A smile appeared on Eorem's face, nodded, and said, "Almost ten years ago, I forged the core of the magic net."

He spread his palms.

In a wave of space fluctuations, a delicate blue-purple round sphere appeared in Eorem's palm.

The blue-purple sphere with a diameter of only a few centimeters glowed with a faint luster and was tightly connected with the magic net.

It doesn't need a trace of Eorem's magic, it just hovers naturally.

"It's a miniature Weave Core."

"Now I'm working on making it gigantic."

In the wind and rain, Eorem looked up at the sky and said, "It won't be long before the world will see a floating city rising."

Garen took a few glances at the exquisite magic net core, and determined that it was a magical wonder that he could not create by himself.

"When the first floating city takes off, remember to notify me."

"If I were still in Faerun, I might have a look."

Eorem nodded in agreement.

After chatting a little more about the situation in Faern at the moment, Garon and Eorem disconnected the communication crystal.

Immediately.

The silver dragon stretched out his left wrist.

The Imaskar Dharma ring swirled and flew out, and the intertwined nine-colored rays of light illuminated one side of the sea.

Looking at the gate of time and space, Garon thought for a while.

After a few minutes.

The Imaskar Dharma ring was once again worn by Gallon on the wrist.

It's just that in the past, the silver dragon that filled the power of time into the Imaskar circle began to absorb the power of time bound by the Imaskar circle.

Due to the massive consumption of the power of time, Garen has rested in the Falling Star Sea for a month, but his state is still a long way from his peak.

In order to grab the Imaskar Secret Artifact in the chaotic situation that follows, he needs to restore his state to its peak.

The energy lost by the gate of time and space will be replenished slowly in the future.

Otherwise, I came here, stayed in this timeline for so long, witnessed and participated in the end of a strange tool empire, but in the end there was no benefit, it was really a big loss.

In the depths of the silent star-falling sea.

The silver dragon quickly absorbed the power of time, and its weak aura became more and more thick, and the mottled dragon scales once again glowed and gleamed.

At the same time, Garen was also paying attention to the time stamp and following the movements of the guardian angel.

On the other hand, the mutation of the world did not stop the semi-miracle machine.

They move faster.

Guardian Angels, Killing Angels, Destruction Angels...... These three semi-miraculous machines traveled around the world, killing each and every saint with the momentum of thunder.

Killing the gods, killing the godsthis is a word that can make all life excited or fearful. For the Imaskar people, the wonders of the empire killed the avatars of the saints, making the Imaskar people identify with the empire And trust has reached an unprecedented peak, which can only be described by the word fanaticism.

This is the effect that the Imaskar Empire wants.

The power of faith gathered in the three demigods is more and more, which is far from the usual situation.

If we can keep going at this efficiency, in a few years, there will be three more mechanical gods in the multiverse.

but.

Will the gods give the Imaskar Empire time?

The gods watch over the mountains.

A saint opened his eyes.

Stab it!

One after another bright and scorching lightning fell, illuminating the dark sky for a few moments, like day.

In the light of lightning and thunder, the saints were silent.

The surrounding atmosphere is about to freeze.

The creatures inhabited by the gods watching over the mountains felt the unquenchable anger of the saints at this time, and they were all silent and trembling in the pouring rain.

"A mere mortal thing, dare to insult God!"

"Destruction and death are their only means of atonement."

Clusters of blue thunder that shattered the space lingered around the saint of Enlil.

The Holy One's face was calm, but the divine flame that could destroy all things also appeared on his body.

The saints, the descendants of the two main gods, also had anger in their eyes.

The Holy One has given the Imaskar Empire a chance.

The saints are not devils. When facing the clones of the saints, if the Imaskar Empire can show its reverence for the gods, the saints will not be reluctant. However, the Imaskar Empire not only Without the slightest reverence, it was so provocative that it could even be said to humiliate the gods.

Such rebellious mortal empires are also rare in the long years they have experienced.

The Imaskar Empire succeeded in provoking the fury of the gods.

A saint shrouded in divine light stood up.

Step by step, bathed in wind and rain, they walked in the air.

The violent wind and rain crashed down, but when the rain curtain covering the world was about to touch the body of the saint, it seemed to come alive. The people spread out without being exposed to the wind and rain, and slowly approached in the direction of the Imaskar Empire.

quickly.

The saints approached the border guards of the Imaskar Empire.

The Sacred Man was discovered by the Legion of Exotics stationed on the border.

With the special temperament of the saint, it is as eye-catching as the light in the dark night.

Quark City, one of the frontier cities of the Imaskar Empire.

Saint Enlil stepped into the void and walked step by step.

More than a dozen legendary-level artificers looked solemn, distracted and controlled a large number of legendary-level artifical weapons, sweating profusely under the pressure of the saints.

Mechanical Titans, Mechanical Dragons, Mechanical Ligers...... Huge physique weapons guard the city, eyeing the Enlil Saint.

When the distance is close to the attack range of the contraption.

The lord in the armored armor shouted loudly, "Stop!"

"One step forward..."

The voice did not fall.

It's sizzling!

Without warning, a thunderbolt half a meter in diameter fell from the sky.

The dazzling light enveloped the Lord of the Artifacts in an instant, engulfing him.

A well-crafted Warframe has an automatic defense system.

The armor's response is extremely fast. As soon as the high-energy reaction is detected, the built-in protective shield is activated, and the protective shield is adjusted to the mode to deal with lightning attacks. inside.

However.

The thunder released by Saint Enlil is not an ordinary natural thunder.

This thunder contains extraordinary power.

In the desperate eyes of the artificer lord, the protective shield only lasted for a second and then shattered. After that, the artificer's fragile body vanished into ashes under the thunder of divine power.

And this is just the beginning.

Boom!

The low-pitched thunder of the roaring dragon continued one after another, and one after another of silver-white lightning and azure thunder came with the storm, covering and attacking the entire Quark City with the attitude of destroying everything. The artificers were destroyed in the first place.

Every thunder that pierces the sky is the life of an artificer.

In this natural disaster-like momentum, one after another magnificent and tall buildings collapsed and shattered, and one by one Imaskar turned into fly ash.

How can an ordinary magical city resist a saint?

Saints are not like magical angels. Saints are demigods in the true sense. If the gods are strong enough, they can even be stronger than real demigods. In front of Saint Enlil, the three have just obtained The magical angels who are somewhat divine will only be destroyed.

Within a few minutes, a border guard city with a population of more than 100,000 people became devastated.

In the dilapidated city, only a few lucky ones survived.

Saint Enlil ignored several Imaskars who were lucky enough to survive. He rode thunder and storms at an unhurried speed and continued to move towards other cities in the Imaskar Empire.

Similar scenes took place elsewhere.

The Holy One of Fire unleashes monstrous flames that set the artifact city on fire.

The holy man of the ocean raised a huge wave and tsunami, drowning and swallowing the artifact city.

Same as the Saint of Enlil.

After destroying the first city, the other saints did not immediately fly to the other cities~www.mtlnovel.com~, but released supernatural powers full of destruction and destructive power along the way, destroying the Imaskar Empire. The country was crumbling inch by inch, and during this period, the Legion of Magical Weapons came to stop the Saints, hoping to stop the Saints before they reached the city.

But without exception, these amazing armies that dared to stop them were destroyed one after another.

What they are facing is not the avatar of the saint, but the body of the saint. In front of the powerful saint, the Legion of Magical Weapons that can swept the Faerun Continent is vulnerable, and even the legendary magic weapon cannot be attacked with all its strength. How much damage was done to Divine Shield.

With the personal end of more than 20 saints.

The mountains and rivers in the Imaskar Empire collapsed, and disasters were everywhere. The once prosperous artifact cities were shattered and turned into ruins in the blink of an eye.

The Imaskar Empire, which was at its peak and glorious moment, was also unable to resist the mighty power of the Saints, and was on the road to ruin.