Garon knew that everything was on the right track. Over the years, he and the Goddess of Magic had been instilling the framework of divine ascension into Karsus, intentionally or unintentionally.
Although it was not stated directly, it was just a vague suggestion, which was enough to plant a seed in Karthus's heart.
For Karsus, he knew that the power that could eliminate all the phaerinn demons at once was impossible to possess in the main material world. It could only be the power of the gods.
Arcanists do not believe in gods.
He will not ask the gods for help.
Karsus wants the power of the gods to save Netheril. To do this, he needs to activate the Ascension Technique to target the gods in order to seize all the power of a god.
Now, we are waiting for the day when his retreat ends.
"With this kid's character, he wouldn't have just created the art of ascending to the gods, so he wouldn't discuss it with me and use it directly on the goddess of magic."
Garen thought to himself.
Karthus is an arcanist and a spellcaster.
If he wanted the power of a god, he would definitely want the goddess of magic first.
This was already evident when he was a toddler.
But Garen wasn't too worried.
At this time, the goddess of magic knew the serious consequences if she allowed the Ascension Technique to be successfully used on her. If she was prepared in advance, even if Karsus took action directly, he would not be able to succeed.
In the canyon, the silver dragon closed its eyes slightly.
Half of its thick and long tail was submerged in the stream and swaying gently, and at the same time, it immediately began to fall asleep.
In Faerûn, Galleons spend most of their time sleeping.
In the main timeline, due to the intense war, he rarely could sleep and rest without worries, so after coming to this timeline, he could indulge himself.
Time passes quietly.
Garen had only slept for a few days this time when he was interrupted by Iolum's communication.
The giant dragon opened his eyes and looked at the time projection in front of him.
The principle of time projection is similar to time teleportation. Using the long river of time as a medium, you can project yourself in the past and communicate with the other party. If you use enough time power, you can even directly project your own power across planes and across
The world launches super long-range attacks.
In the Demon Kui Realm, due to the existence of suction magic, ordinary communication magic cannot be transmitted.
To this end, Iolum and Garen worked together to design the time projection technique.
"The Phayling magic sunflowers are very ugly in human aesthetics. Don't you feel bored after staying with them in the magic sunflower field for so long?"
The silver dragon shook his head and said.
The Phaelings look like a big meat worm, with a mouthpart with sharp spiral teeth like a meat grinder, and deformed short limbs... If they weren't magical creatures, they would have this form.
There is no way to survive at all.
Of course, Garen can also see the beautiful side of Felin Moquai.
For example, the brightness of its mouthparts, the depth of its body surface wrinkles, the twisted curvature of its limbs, etc.
But he knew that in terms of human aesthetics, this kind of beauty was too advanced, and the Felin Demon Sunflower looked very ugly and ferocious to humans.
"Fortunately, I'm used to it."
Iolum quipped: "Sometimes, I even think they're a little cute."
After hearing Iolum's answer, Garen was slightly startled, then laughed and said: "It seems that I underestimated your aesthetics."
The giant silver dragon smiled and said happily: "The noble King of Demon Sunflowers should be able to choose the beautiful Demon Sunflowers in the Magic Sunflower Domain at will."
Iolum shook his head helplessly and said, "Stop joking."
"I have something serious to ask you. How is the child in Karsus?"
He was a little worried and said: "Looking at his defeated look in the end, I worried that he had struck too hard. If he loses his confidence as an arcanist, it would be bad."
For an arcanist with extraordinary potential, Iolum was quite concerned.
"Oh? It seems you have a good impression of him."
Garen said: "Don't worry, he is still fighting high. At this time, he has gone into seclusion to study magic and is thinking about how to kill you."
The information in the floating city was very slow to be understood by the phaerim who lived underground, so Iolum didn't know Karsus's status at this time, so he came to Garen to learn about the situation.
"How about this, what do you think of this Light of Nether?"
Garon asked Iolum.
Iolum thought for a while and said seriously: "You are so talented that I am ashamed of myself."
As a person who gradually developed Nether from a small country in the north to an empire of arcane magicians, Iolum has seen many arcane magicians like crucian carp crossing the river in these thousands of years, but there has never been any arcanist.
His magical talent amazed him.
After all, Iolum, as the king of arcanists, is also a person with extraordinary magical talent.
But even so.
When Iolum was the age of Karsus, he was just an arcanist who had just mastered the first seventh-level spell. He was still a long way from becoming a legend, let alone
It's not a great arcanist that ordinary legends can compare to.
At this time, Karsus' biological level had reached level 34.
But his age is not over thirty years old, and even today, he can be considered twenty-four years old.
In the main timeline, Karsus didn't grow that fast, but here, thanks to the guidance of Garen and the Goddess of Magic, his strength increased rapidly like a rocket.
"And his character doesn't seem to be bad at this time."
Iolum thought for a while and said: "When the war subsides, I can safely hand over Nether to him. As the king of arcanists, I have protected Nether for too long. It is time to abdicate and give way to others."
Garen nodded and joked in a serious tone: "This way you can build a harem in the Demon Sunflower Territory with peace of mind."
Iolum glared at Galen and said: "If you want, I can help you summon some beautiful female phaerinns. Just in time, I know that the dragon has the aesthetics of all races, and phaerinns are no problem.
Bar."
Garen laughed and changed the subject.
"When Karsus creates the art of ascending to the gods, you will no longer need to lead the phaerim to fight against the Nether Empire."
At this time, the main reason for the struggle between the phaerinn and Nether was to create a controllable external pressure, allowing Karsus to create the divine ascension technique.
As an arcanist, Iolum is also curious about the spell itself.
Moreover, Garen had stated from the beginning that his purpose was to ascend to the gods. Garen helped Iolum, and Iolum would let him get what he wanted.
"It's just that after you decide to call a truce, I don't know how the Lord of the End of All Things will react."
Hearing Garen's words, Iolum frowned slightly and said: "With the help of the goddess of magic and my own magic, the Lord of the End of All Things probably has not discovered my true identity."
After all, under the leadership of Iolum, the phaerim camp was advancing vigorously, while Netheril was retreating steadily.
This is exactly what the Lord of the End of All Things wants to see.
He wants the great arcane masters who possess the art of immortality to welcome death and move towards the end.
"But these are not important. What is important is that He failed to achieve what he wanted."
"After that, He may declare war directly on Nether."
Garen thought for a while and said.
The development and use of immortality has a history of thousands of years in the world of Faerûn. The Lord of the End of All Things should have been aware of this spell the first time it was used.
But it was not until this moment that the God of Death began to take action against Netheril.
This shows that He cannot destroy an empire in the main material world at will.
The Phaerin Demon Sunflower was originally the most suitable executioner, but because it was discovered in advance, the Magic Sunflower Domain has been secretly controlled by Iolum.
In Faerûn at this time, it would be extremely difficult to find anyone else who could cause trouble to the Nether Empire.
The Lord of the End of All Things must either swallow this breath and curse the eternal great arcane masters with malice, or directly declare war on Nether in his own right, and use the power of his followers in the main material world and the Kingdom of God to end Nether.
empire.
In many worlds, the Lord of the End of All Things is also known as the King of the Walking Dead and the God of the Undead.
Endless undead creatures believe in him.
Many people even believe that undead creatures are ordinary creatures that originally served death and believed in the Lord of the End of All Things. Because they received the gift of His divine power, they became undead creatures and could delay the end of death.
If He ignores his superior status as a god and directly declares war on a material empire like Nether... The Nether Empire has little power to resist.
During the communication process, Iolum looked a little heavy.
The phaerinn is never a true enemy.
He knows this.
The greatest threat Netheril faces is the Lord of the End of All Things.
Do we have to give up the art of immortality for this?
But immortality is the foundation of Netheril. If you give up immortality, the empire will exist in name only.
Garen smiled slightly and said: "Don't forget that although Netheril does not believe in gods, behind it, there is also a powerful divine power that can make everyone prosper and suffer losses."
Iolum always wanted to rely on the power of the arcanist to deal with the God of Death.
But how is this possible?
Gallon looked at the long river of time and had already discovered a fact.
An empire in the material world without the protection of gods will sooner or later be destroyed by the gods.
This is the case for the Ancient Imasca Empire, and the same is true for the Nese Empire if there is no accidental interference.
However, the situation of the Nether Empire is rather special.
Even though most of their arcanists do not believe in the goddess of magic, the goddess of magic still attaches great importance to this empire.
Talking room.
A vast and sacred power came.
The elemental energy gathered and surged, turning into the elemental incarnation of the goddess of magic in the canyon of Garonne.
The eyes of Garen and Iolum were both attracted.
Looking at Iolum's time projection, the goddess of magic showed an elegant and dignified smile, and said softly: "Iolum, I watched with my own eyes as you led Nether to prosperity and glory step by step, letting the brilliance of magic shine brightly in this world.
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"If you are willing to accept my help, then the Nether Empire will be safe and sound."
"And its future will be even brighter and more brilliant."
Iolum looked at the incarnation of the goddess of magic who suddenly appeared, and his face wrinkled together.
In the history of the Nether Empire, there were times when a great arcanist was seriously injured and required the magic of a priest to heal. However, that great arcanist never entered the church of the gods until his death.
After this, arcanists created many healing spells.
From this we can see what attitude the Arcanists of Nether have towards gods.
However, the goddess of magic is the only deity respected by arcanists, and the Nether Empire is indeed unable to deal with the hostility of the God of Death on its own, so Iolum did not refuse directly, but frowned and thought deeply.
"Dear goddess of magic, you should know that ninety-nine percent of arcanists will not provide you with faith."
"We never believed in gods."
"A true arcanist only believes in his own power."
Iolum felt that the goddess of magic came out to gain Netheril's faith.
There's no way he could agree.
In response, the goddess of magic chuckled and said: "The prosperity of magic is the best feedback to me. As for faith, it is best to have it, but I will not force it if you don't have it."
He looked at Iolum and said softly: "Iolum, you don't need to resist my help."
"Because the Nether Empire is already under my protection."
"For example, the floating city can operate because it draws power from my magic network. The arcanist's spells are also based on the magic network I created and maintained... You can't deny my power.
It has long been integrated into every aspect of Netheril."
Enveloped by the divine light, the goddess of magic spoke softly.
"This empire grew and grew from you, but it is also my child, even though this child does not believe in me."
Hearing what the goddess of magic said, Iolum was slightly stunned and fell silent.
What the goddess of magic said is true.
Although the core of the magic network was created by an arcanist, its essence still draws on the power of the goddess of magic. To put it mildly, it can even be said to be stealing.
The floating city was able to take off because of the acquiescence of the goddess of magic.
If it were a god with a bad character, it would be possible to directly inflict divine punishment on Nether.
"All arcanists respect you for this."
After pondering and hesitating for a period of time, Iolum finally sighed and at the same time looked a little more relaxed and said: "Dear goddess of magic, I am willing to accept your help."
"And I promise you that in the future, every floating city will have a church of the Goddess of Magic."
"It's just that I won't ask any floating city to spread your teachings."
"Whether arcanists will believe in you only depends on their own will. I hope you can understand."
The goddess of magic is willing to provide protection to Nether, although she does not ask for it, but Iolum himself cannot ignore the kindness of a god.
Giving certain rewards is a must.
Over the years, Iolum, who had trouble sleeping and eating because of the hostility of the Lord of the End of All Things, gradually understood that Netheril, which had developed to such an extent, really needed the protection of a god.
In the final analysis, this endless world is under the rule of gods.
If one day, Netheril has the power to not be afraid of any gods, then he will be qualified and have the confidence to refuse the help of the gods. But before that, if he does not have enough power but thinks too high and scorns the power of the gods, that is
Stupid behavior.
"Good, I know you will make a wise choice."
The magic goddess smiled slightly and said.
Soon after, his elemental incarnation dispersed, Iolum also released the time projection, and the deep canyon returned to silence, with only the thunderous breath of the dragon echoing in it.
"Iolum has also changed a lot."
The silver dragon shook its tail and thought to himself.
With Iolum's previous arrogance, he would never accept any kindness from the gods.
But now, the arcanist knows that his power is actually quite weak, far from being comparable to the gods, and the arrogance deep in Iolum's heart has been reduced a lot.
Immediately, Garen raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes passed through many spaces and landed on the Silver Scale City.
City of Silver Scales, City Lord Mage Tower.
The door of this mage tower standing in the center of the floating city is tightly closed, and the power of magic is constantly rippling inside.
Karsus concentrated all his energy on researching magic that was difficult for outsiders to understand.
The long river of time flows quietly.
The war between the Phaylings and the Nether Empire continues.
However, the attack of the Felin Demon Sunflowers, which has always had the advantage, is not too fierce, even though the floating cities have begun to collapse under their magic absorption.
Therefore, although the arcanists of Netheril are under tremendous pressure, they can still persevere.
During this period, many great arcanists visited Karthus, but received no response from him.
This Light of Nether, which had performed outstandingly on the battlefield before, slowly faded out of the sight of the arcanists as time went by, and there was no longer any trace of it.
The originally bustling Silver Scale City gradually became deserted as people began to leave.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.
In this way, eight years passed.
In a foggy weather, the streets of Silverscale City were filled with a cool and quiet atmosphere. Only a few arcanists who had always believed that the light of Nether would not go out still lived there, and there were few people.
A low-ranking arcanist who always believed in Karsus went to the mage tower in the center of the city as usual.
The originally young arcanist has become mature and vicissitudes of life in eight years.
He looked at the still sealed door of the Mage Tower, sighed inaudibly, and turned to leave.
There wasn't much disappointment on his face.
After all, it has been eight years, and no one knows how long the light of Nether will remain silent, maybe forever.
Only, this time it's different.
The arcanist who had just turned around and had not taken two steps paused, and a look of unbelievable surprise appeared on his face.
He noticed the pulse of elemental energy.
This usually happens when a legendary spellcaster appears.
In today's Silverscale City, there is only one legendary spellcaster, the Light of Nether who was shining brightly eight years ago, and the youngest Grand Arcanist in the history of the empire, Karthus.
The arcanist turned his head suddenly.
The door to the mage tower is still closed.
However, as my eyes moved up the towering tower, in the hazy mist, I could vaguely see a tall and straight man standing in the open air on the top of the tower.
A mature face in his thirties, a calm temperament, and a pair of deep eyes that, although a little tired, are full of wisdom and seem to be able to see into the essence of all things...
These features come together to form what Karsus is today.
After eight years of retreat and study, he has become more mature both in appearance and temperament.
"You, you finally showed up."
"City Lord, I have always believed that you will not be defeated by a setback!"
The arcanist looked excited and said.
Karsus lowered his eyes, looked at the arcanist who looked up to him, smiled at him, and said softly: "Go tell the arcanists of Nether that I am back."
"This war should end."
With that said, the long-silent great arcanist disappeared and disappeared from the sight of the arcanist below.
The arcanist who saw Karthus' return with his own eyes was stunned for a long time.
After coming back to his senses, he was overjoyed and hurriedly passed the message through the arcane chain, spreading the news and causing many heated discussions among the Netherian arcane masters.
Although Karthus' figure and reputation have faded from people's sight, once he appeared, all arcanists' memories of him became clear instantly.
at the same time.
The silver dragon in the deep canyon opened its eyes.
In front of Garen, subtle fluctuations occurred in the space. Karsus stepped out of the portal in one step, and his clean and upright figure was reflected in the platinum dragon eyes.
Looking up at the majestic silver dragon.
Karsus said softly: "Teacher, I have a spell that I have just created, but it has not been cast yet. I want you to guide me."
Garen's eyes moved slightly, looking at the grown-up great arcanist, and said: "Oh? What spell?"
Karsus said: "It entrusts me with the belief of ascending to the gods in one step. It is called, the art of ascending to the gods, and the art of ascending to the gods, Karsus."
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