Faerun continent, Dragon Fjord.
For the Blue Dragon clan living here, this is another sunny, peaceful and comfortable day.
Blow by gusts of breeze, the sea sparkles, showing a faint golden luster in the bright sunshine. The blue sky is reflected on the sea surface, and countless plump sea fish are swimming underwater.
Several blue dragons were picking their teeth and spreading their wings, lying on some raised rock walls.
They narrowed their eyes slightly, enjoying the sunshine, and at the same time turned their heads from time to time to see if there were any ships that strayed into the fjord, so that they could rob them and enrich their little treasure house.
"Oh, the human empire in the north is really getting stronger and stronger."
"The floating city has arrived in the Sea of ​​Falling Stars."
"Fortunately, those great arcanists are not too ambitious, otherwise the whole of Faerûn would probably be occupied by them."
A blue dragon said.
"Back then, the Ordnance Empire in the East wanted to dominate Faerûn. Where is it now?"
"Huh, sooner or later, these arrogant and broken cities will all fall."
Another blue dragon raised its head and let out a dissatisfied grunt.
It looks far into the distance, and can see a majestic city hanging between the flowing wind and floating clouds. Countless magic lights surround the city, and a steady stream of magic power is extracted from the magic network as its source of power.
, allowing it to float and move in the sky.
"It seems to be called the Netheril Empire."
"I heard from the ancient dragon in the clan that more than 800 years ago, it was just a small country in the north."
Another blue dragon next to him said, with a hint of exclamation in his voice.
"Humans, the speed of development of these little things is really amazing."
Several blue dragons who looked like they had just grown up were chatting lazily. As they talked, the topic shifted to how much wealth they had recently accumulated, and the comparisons that were prevalent within the clan began.
Time passes quietly in such a quiet atmosphere.
Half an hour later.
Time and space suddenly fluctuated violently.
The blue dragons in Dragon Fjord raised their heads at the same time, a pair of vertical pupils showing a dangerous and sharp light.
The blue dragon here cannot detect the fluctuations of time.
However, as top-level magical creatures, most blue dragons can detect changes in space power due to their keenness.
This isn't the first time this happened.
There was once a spellcaster who accidentally entered the Dragon Fjord and was caught by the Blue Dragon Clan as expected. Then all his equipment was stripped clean, even the underwear woven with magic materials was not spared.
"Um?"
"Dare to open space teleportation in our dragon fjord, you blind little..."
The words have not yet fallen.
The super super super giant dragon with a body length of nearly seventy meters passed through the gate of time and space, and its figure turned from virtual to real, and appeared in the sky here.
The majestic horns of the crown, the dazzling golden scales, the hundred-meter-long wingspan, the ring of black scales surrounding the body... looking at this terrifying giant dragon.
, all the blue dragons opened their mouths and did not dare to say anything anymore.
Dear Tiamat, which dragon god has descended into the main material world?
Galleon's size shocked the local dragon clan too much.
After all, even the ancient dragons in their clan are like children and adults compared to Garen.
Looking at the platinum dragon eyes of the golden dragon, some blue dragons thought of another name for the metal dragon god called platinum dragon god.
Could it be that my Blue Dragon clan has done many evil things and robbed metal dragons of the same clan too many times, so the Platinum Dragon God wants to punish us?
Some blue dragons flinched and thought wildly.
"What do you want to say?"
Garen lowered his eyes and looked at the blue dragon who had just become the first bird.
The blue dragon, less than twenty meters long, hesitated under Garen's gaze, almost spinning in circles in a hurry.
Garen shook his head slightly and did not argue with these young men.
Immediately, he turned his eyes and looked at his surroundings.
Steep cliffs, fjords and endless oceans came into Garon's sight, and the sound of rumbling sea water washing over the rocks simultaneously sounded in his ears.
"This is the Dragon Fjord in the Falling Star Sea?"
Garen was stunned for a moment and realized where he was.
Looking at the blue dragons who lowered their heads on the entire cliff, fearing to be watched by Garen like ostriches, Garen smiled and said: "This blue dragon clan is destined to be with me."
He remembered the last time he came here.
Because he was mistaken for the Silver Dragon by the Blue Dragon Clan, he took the initiative to challenge him.
Then Garen ransacked the entire Dragon Fjord without ceremony as a small punishment.
The same scene happened again this time.
The Blue Dragon Clan here just gave Garen a reason to loot them.
However, at this time, Garen is no longer the same person as before. As the Lord of the Dragon Court, he has already shouldered the responsibility of restoring the glory of the Dragon Clan. He will not care about the little dragons who have no intention of offending him.
"Falling Star Sea, long time no see."
Garen ignored the Blue Dragon clan and looked at the magnificent blue ocean.
In the Falling Star Sea, Garen hid in the deep sea for a period of time in order to avoid the pursuit of the Magical Angels, and later also to avoid the limelight of the gods and saints.
"If the original gods and saints come again."
"Maybe none of them combined can be my enemy."
Garen's eyes were deep and he looked towards the east.
The difference in flow rate between the main timeline and this timeline is nearly a hundred times.
Nearly ten years have passed since Garen last came to Faerûn, which means that this world has passed through thousands of years and developed into a different look.
The once glorious Imasca Empire is now probably only a legend, recorded only in the history of this world.
At the same time, Garen also discovered the floating city in the sky.
It doesn't stop there.
Because his field of vision was now infinitely long, after a brief inspection, he found that almost every hundred miles, there was a floating city standing tall in the sky.
There are countless floating cities hanging in the sky.
What's more, Garen discovered that in the depths of the Sea of ​​Falling Stars, under 10,000 meters, there was actually a deep-water city nestled within the magic circle, and the dazzling elemental aura almost penetrated the water layer of the Sea of ​​Falling Stars.
Moreover, every city lord is at least a great arcanist with legendary strength.
Just within Garon's field of vision, he has seen thousands of floating cities.
And outside his field of vision, there must be more traces of floating cities.
With the scale of power in Netheril at this time, it can already be called an empire.
This empire does not refer to the national form of Netheril, but to the recognition of its comprehensive strength. In fact, Netheril is a united city-state, an alliance of countries composed of great arcanists.
"The Netherese Empire...wonders if Iolum is still alive."
This timeline is where Garen has been.
He did not create a new timeline.
Because of the arrival of Galleons thousands of years ago, the historical trajectory of this world has undergone certain changes, the development process has been accelerated a lot, and there will be many unusual changes.
Something exists at this point in time that shouldn't exist.
At the same time, some people who should have appeared may no longer exist.
However, Gallon feels that some crucial figures in major historical junctures will not die or disappear easily.
To be continued...