"Netheril began as a confederation of seven small fishing villages."
"The name means Land of Nether."
On the magic flywheel, Iolum looked at the human city that was getting closer and closer, and said to the silver dragon beside him, which was much larger than the magic flywheel.
Garen nodded slightly.
His eyes swept across the Nether city in his field of vision.
Towering city walls, tall buildings rising one after another, pedestrians coming and going on the wide streets, and many towering mage towers can be clearly seen inside. In Netheril, the proportion of spellcasters is not as good as in Alphatia, but It's also shockingly high.
With such a proportion of spellcasters, a group of arcane masters who have never forgotten their original aspirations, and people like Iolum, the future rise of this magic empire can be said to be destined. It has now revealed itself to be eye-catching. potential.
Nowadays, Nether's territory is not very vast.
There are also not many cities belonging to Nether on the earth. In Garon's eyes, their scale is no bigger than the human cities seen in Noah's continent.
However, the prosperous atmosphere here is something that the Kingdom of Noah's Continent does not have, and people casting simple arcane magic can be seen everywhere on the streets.
Due to the existence of the magic network, the threshold for low-level arcana is very low.
However, it is not an easy matter to learn something advanced. Arcane magic is actually more difficult to learn than ordinary spells.
"This is Lemen City, the city with the most arcanists in Netheril, and it is also my city."
"The people in the city are proud of me, and I am also proud of this place."
Iolum smiled and said to Garen.
Along the way, through Iolum's introduction, Garen already had a certain understanding of Netheril.
Netheril is a country without imperial authority.
There once was a Nether King.
However, with the development of arcane magic and the individual strength of arcanists slowly improving, the rulers of various cities in Netheril were gradually replaced by powerful arcanists, and these powerful arcanists were basically great arcanists, belonging to the Legendary creatures, because each Grand Arcanist has his own strong personal style and different ways of managing cities, different cities in Netheril have different codes of order.
There is no unified king here.
Strictly speaking, Netheril is actually a city-state combination of a group of great arcanists.
It's just that in Netheril now, there are only a dozen cities in total.
The most prosperous one is Lemen City in Iolum.
Garen looked far into the distance and his eyes fell on the interior of the city.
There are many traces of magical transformation in this city. The transformation is not very detailed, and many places are still rough, but Garen can see that these transformations seem to be an attempt to make the buildings within the city into a whole.
Iolum noticed Garen's gaze.
There was a hint of yearning deep in the eyes of the great arcanist, and he said: "I have had an idea. Through the power of arcane magic, I can make the city fly high into the sky, hanging high in the wind and floating clouds, far away from other races. of strife."
"In this way, we arcanists can concentrate on our own exploration and research of the essence of all things."
"It's just that due to the intrusion of the orcs, I have been unable to concentrate on research."
"After the orcs are dealt with, I will seal myself in the mage tower and concentrate all my energy on what I want to do."
As a spellcaster, Iolum is not interested in competing for supremacy between nations.
He wanted to break away from the shackles of the earth and build a kingdom that was aloof from the conflicts on the continent.
Garen's eyes moved slightly and looked at Iolum.
Garen looked at Iolum and said slowly: "If it can succeed, what do you think this kind of city should be called?"
Iolum said without thinking: "Floating City."
Judging from the speed of his answer, it was obvious that he had thought deeply about this name for a long time.
Garen smiled and said, "It's a good name."
He knew that the future Netheril Empire would be famous for its floating city, and now it seemed that the seeds had been planted in Iolum's heart long ago.
"When your floating city is completed, I may come to visit it."
Garen has never seen a floating city with his own eyes, but he is quite interested in this kind of city that can soar in the sky.
"I will welcome you then."
A smile appeared on Iolum's face.
He has always had doubts in his heart about whether the floating city can be built, but this will not reduce Iolum's determination.
Next, after settling down the arcanists and human warriors, under the leadership of Iolum, Garon briefly wandered around the territory of Netheril, and then Iolum returned to Lemen City.
After dealing with the aftermath of the attack on the Peak of Fury, we can then go look for Garen.
He first invited Garen to his mage tower so that the two could better exchange magic knowledge.
However, Garen did not agree.
He rested temporarily in a dense forest near Lemeng City.
The super-giant dragon body only rolled a few times before overwhelming the tough trees with a devastating attitude, forming an open area around it that could accommodate Garen's body.
Waves of dragon power emanated from Garen, making the magical creatures around him afraid to approach.
The area of ​​dozens of miles with Gallon as the center was as silent as a pool of stagnant water.
Under the shroud of moonlight, Garen lay on his side, one dragon claw supporting his head, and the other dragon claw taking out the Gate of Time and Space, looking at it carefully.
"With the Imaskar Ring as the most suitable anchor point, all the energy has been exhausted."
This transmission left no energy left in the Gate of Time and Space.
Wisps of the power of time were extracted from the long river of time under the control of Garen, and injected into the Imaskar ring, filling the energy of the gate of time and space bit by bit at a very slow speed.
at the same time.
Garen could not help but frown slightly as he felt the speed at which he was extracting the power of time.
"Compared with my efficiency on the main timeline, there is almost a hundred times the gap."
Garen took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and concentrated at the same time, blocking out the interference from the outside world and absorbing the power of time like a cocoon.
He felt that the long river of time here was rejecting him.
With Garen's unremitting efforts, he reluctantly squeezed out some time power for him.
"With this speed of absorbing the power of time, it would take decades just to fill the gate of time and space."
"If I consume too much time power, it will also take a lot of time to recover."
This means that in this timeline, Garen must pay special attention to consumption when using the power of time. He cannot increase his speed through the accelerated state when he is on the road like before. However, there is no reason to control elemental energy.
The impact is due to different timelines.
Due to the existence of the magic network, the already orderly elemental energy here is like an arm to Garen.
When he releases the spell, the consumption of his magic power and mental energy is greatly reduced, and the power of the spell is also improved to a certain extent, and the speed of magic recovery is also greatly improved.
"The flow rate of different timelines is related to the rate at which I absorb the power of time."
Garen held the gate of time and space that had run out of energy, and his face became a little heavier.
He had a premonition.
I'm afraid I'll have to stay in this timeline for a long time.
But Garen is not in a hurry.
Dragons are very good at sleeping.
When you have nothing to do, you can sleep for a long time without being able to sleep for a long time.
Garen had a lot of things to deal with when he was in the main timeline. He rarely slept for long periods of time, so he could have a good rest here.
In the shadow of the dancing trees, the silver dragon raised his head, glanced at the deep night sky filled with stars, and then closed his eyes with a low and steady breathing, holding the Imaskar ring tightly.
In the dragon's claws, the power of time continues to be injected bit by bit.
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To be continued...