The death knight's mirror image was filled with the power of death, riding a nightmare horse, and stood in front of the death knight.
The Abomination of Time uses Mirror of Time against the Death Knight.
Garen's body glanced at the demigod-level Necromancer, and used the evanescent mirror image on the skeleton-like mage, summoning the Necromancer mirror image.
Next, the two mirror images rushed towards their true form.
"Envoys of the Goddess of Magic, you can go and eliminate the ordinary soldiers of the Death Legion."
"Let me handle these demigods."
Garen smiled gently at the demigod spellcasters of the Heart of Spells and said.
Several spellcasters tacitly stayed away from the silver dragon, and without being stopped by the demigod of death, they began to cast large-scale sealing or banishment spells, clearing away the black ocean-like death soldiers one by one.
At this time, Garen withdrew his gaze and looked at the cowering undead dragon.
"you..............."
Gallon hasn't finished speaking yet.
A smile appeared on the translucent face of the undead dragon, and he quickly said in dragon language: "I am willing to surrender!"
"I was forcibly brought into the Kingdom of God by the Lord of the End of All Things! If you can help me solve the death mark left by Him, I will be happy to betray His faith."
The belief in undead dragons is very shaky.
This is consistent with its identity as a dragon.
It tells the truth.
The Undead Dragon originally believed in the Lord of the End of All Things for no money anyway, but he didn't expect to get the protection of the other party's divine power, and then slowly became an angel of death in a daze.
"You are quite sensible."
"Stay here and help the Heart of Spells deal with the army of death. As for the Death Seal on your body, you don't need to worry about it."
Garen looked at the undead dragon and said.
The undead dragon, which had just belonged to the Death Legion, soon turned against him, and in order to express himself, he worked very hard to kill the soldiers of the Death Legion.
Garen raised his head and looked at the battle between the two mirror images and their bodies.
The battle between the mirror image of the elapsed time and the two demigods of death was back and forth, looking extremely anxious.
The necromancy spell was recited, and endless bone claws were explored in the space, grabbing at the mirror image from all directions, but the mirror image seemed to know its attack methods very well. When the other party just chanted the spell, it laid out the indestructible bones.
A, surrounding itself to resist attacks.
Then, the mirror image raised its hand and cast the withering line of death without hesitation, but the necromancy spell also penetrated the defense in advance.
On the other side, the same is true for the battle between the Death Knight and the Mirror Image.
Every move they make seems to be carved out of the same mold. Both sides know their enemies well, so it is difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time.
"The mirror of elapsed time is considered the most powerful ability possessed by the evil god of time."
Garen nodded slightly.
After learning all the time-based abilities of the God of Time, Garen's combat power has once again improved to a higher level. Originally, it would take some effort for him to deal with demigods of the same level in a one-to-many situation, but now he feels relaxed.
So freehand.
Next, the Titan transforms into Garon and extends its dragon wings.
The body that covered the sky and the sun set off a hurricane torrent, and the solid dragon power and wind pressure surged toward the Necromancer like a mountain.
The necromancer's skinny skeleton had an ugly expression on his face, and he was a little distracted.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mirror Image's eyes lit up and he quickly constructed a spell.
A giant hand, completely black and made of the power of death, rose up from the ground, grabbed the Necromancer and squeezed it hard.
Click!
Layers of bone armor defenses were shattered, and the necromancer was hit by the hand of death. After finally fighting back and escaping, dragon wings like a city wall roared in with a terrifying hurricane.
Snap!
Like swatting away a mosquito, the huge dragon wings pressed down like a canopy, slamming the Necromancer into the ground. After smashing through an unknown number of layers of underground rock, he was embedded deep into the earth and rocks.
Immediately.
Each bone claw is like a blooming flower bone, grabbing the necromancer and breaking open the earth.
After the necromancer lost the power to resist, Garen followed the same method and sealed it with the time amber sealing technique.
Rather than killing enemies directly, Garen now prefers to seal them away forever.
A living demigod is a priceless treasure.
Among Garen's collections, the most valuable ones now are the many demigods he captured.
Now all that's left is the Death Knight.
The silver dragon turned its head and looked at the death knight who was fighting with his mirror image.
The two had just fought once, facing each other at close range, with the epee against the epee. The space around the sword body collapsed and regenerated, and the power of death erupted.
Garen, the giant god, flashed his body, and a claw fell from the sky, pressing towards the death knight.
The silent heavy-armored knight raised his head and looked at the silver dragon claws that looked like the sky was falling, with crazy blue flames igniting in his eyes.
It twisted its arm hard, abandoned the heavy sword, and threw the mirror image more than ten kilometers away.
Bend over and bend your legs, raise your arms high.
The death knight let out a heavy gasp, and for Garen, his ant-like body pressed against his dragon claws, struggling to exert his strength.
Bang!
The death knight felt the terrifying power of destruction. His arms wrapped around the power of death exploded into powder, and then his body was crushed and crushed by the clenched dragon claws. Similar to the death wolf, the skeletal body and steel heavy armor turned into
It's hard to tell one from the other in a puddle of mud.
"Comparing strength with a dragon that is stronger than myself?"
"I've died so many times that my brain has been damaged."
Garen shook his head slightly, questioning the quality of this collection.
The power of dragons has always been the best among all races. At the same level, not many creatures would want to compete with dragons, let alone Garen, who is in the form of a giant with terrifying power at a glance.
Beat him half to death, cast the time amber sealing technique, and throw him into the dimensional space... Garen completed these steps in one go, and his movements can only be described as flowing and flowing.
at the same time.
He looked around and looked at the situation on the battlefield.
After losing the demigod of Death as their opponent, the envoys of the Heart of Spells and the Grand Arcanists destroyed everything and shattered the portal connecting to the Kingdom of Death.
Without the continuous supply of the power of death, the soldiers of the Death Legion cannot be resurrected infinitely.
Their number is still quite terrifying, and from Gallon's perspective, they are all spectacular.
Looking down from a high altitude, you can see a dense mass of undead creatures that are almost squeezing and pushing each other. There are skeletons, ghouls, walking corpses and other creatures raging on the surface, and there are gargoyles, ghosts, magic bats, etc. in mid-air.
The creatures are flying and it’s hard to count.
However, such a dense number allows the power of the spell to be brought into full play.
The blessing of the goddess of magic makes the magic power of many spellcasters nearly unlimited. They can cast spells without stopping without worrying about the loss of mental power.
The bright auras of various spells burst out and flickered, covering one area after another.
Endless undead creatures are sinking in the frenzy of spells, and their numbers are rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Gallon did not stop here.
After he dealt with the Death Demigod, he used time teleportation again and went to the war zone where another teleportation gate was located.
In Netheril, on the Shenau Yangtze River.
The sound of the surging river, the roar of the undead creatures, the caster's chanting of incantations... All kinds of sounds gathered together and reflected in Garen's ears.
As soon as he appeared in this war zone, he saw an old acquaintance.
The King of Arcanists, no, the former King of Arcanists, Iolum.
Facing the invasion of enemies like the Death Army, Iolum no longer chose to remain silent behind the scenes. He stood up and led the Grand Arcanist, and together with the spellcasters of the Spell Heart, resisted the Death Army.
As a demigod caster, Iolum's performance is stronger than some of the demigods in the Heart of Spells.
He also has twelve-level spells at his fingertips, and he also has the ability to cast spells instantly, multiple casts, extremely effective spells, etc. Like a spell machine gun, one person can set off a spell storm, destroying a rotting snake-like demigod in the Army of Death.
The creatures were beaten so hard that they ran away, not daring to fight forcefully.
At the same time, Iolum was also shocked when looking at the terrifying giant beast that was thousands of meters high.
This was the first time he had seen Garen in such a posture.
Although I had long known that my old friend's strength was unfathomable, I didn't expect that it would be so terrifying after it was revealed.
After coming back to his senses, Iolum withdrew his attention from Garen and focused more on dealing with his enemies, with a smile on his face that showed he was sure of victory.
Here, the combined forces of the Spell Heart and the Grand Arcanist still hold the upper hand.
After Garen's arrival, the situation changed rapidly, and the advantage turned into victory.
After spending a while to deal with the portal here, Garon, Iolum, and some divine envoys from the Heart of Spells rushed to the last two remaining battle zones for reinforcements.
The long river of time flows quietly.
Surrounded by its tolerance, the flames of war gradually extinguished.
The portals connecting to the Kingdom of Death were destroyed one by one, and due to the years of management of the Goddess of Magic in Faerûn, under her protection, it was difficult for the Kingdom of Death to open new large portals.
The portal was destroyed, but there were still many undead creatures.
The Spell Legion and the Arcanists took turns to rest to relieve their mental fatigue from continuous casting of spells. At the same time, they continued to purge the remaining troops of the Death Legion and clean up the areas destroyed by undead creatures.
Under such circumstances, Garen returned to the canyon.
In the vast canyon, the power of magic fills every corner here.
Flowing rivers, soft ground, fragrant flowers... Magic runes are everywhere, even in the air there are billions of magic runes floating in it,
Like the vast Milky Way starry sky.
This place was once arranged by the goddess of magic herself, and many powerful magic circles were set up here.
In the center of the intersection of the layers of buff circles, Karsus was already sitting in the middle, closing his eyes full of wisdom, while his lips were humming, and he was reciting obscure and complicated magic spells in a low voice.
Every syllable uttered will cause the magic runes in an area in the air to flicker and jump, like stars flowing in the galaxy.
The silver dragon, maintaining its giant-god form, spreads its wings.
A wingspan of more than a kilometer directly covered both sides of the canyon, leaving a shadow outline that obscured Karsus.
At the same time, Garen raised his head and looked up, his eyes shining with the brilliant elemental aura.
He used the Star Boundary Penetration Technique and saw the Star Boundary in a blink of an eye.
In the star realm, the battle between the Lord of the End of All Things and the Goddess of Magic has no end in sight.
The light radiated by the divine power surged up like waves in the ocean, spreading in all directions and being caught in the eyes of almost all astral creatures.
Those who dare to look directly, the eyes of the weak are ignited with flames, and they cry with regret, while the eyes of the strong are stinging with tears, but their expressions are ecstatic.
There are traces of great power revealed in the battle process of the gods. If you can understand some of them, it will be an unimaginable benefit.
Garen's eyes felt extremely painful.
In his field of vision, in the endless divine light, he could only see two vague shadows. One was shrouded in the divine power of death, and the other was surrounded by the power of magic.
Even Garen, a demigod, could not see clearly the battle between two powerful gods.
At least you have to go one step further and become a creature with weak divine power to be qualified to watch the battle.
Karthus' divine art is now ready, and the vast magic runes as vast as the starry sky are the concrete manifestation of the divine art. Now, he is waiting for a suitable opportunity, waiting for the call of the goddess of magic.
In the star realm, the center of the wave of divine power.
The image of the Lord of the End of All Things is that of a thin man with most of his body covered in robes, with only a pair of pitch-black eyes exposed.
The palms of his robe that he stretched out were wearing a pair of pure white gloves, and his right hand held tightly a scythe of darkness that was taller than himself, the scythe of death.
The light above the Death Scythe is dim and uncertain.
While waving, it seems as if countless dead people are praying, praising the greatness of death and singing a hymn belonging to the Lord of the end of all things.
On the other hand, the goddess of magic's artifact is the same as her holy symbol.
Seven stars made of stars are flying around the body of the goddess of magic. Each flying star seems to have its own will, releasing all kinds of incomprehensible extraordinary magic, replacing magic with divine power, heading towards the end of all things.
The Lord poured out attacks.
At this time.
The Lord of the End of All Things has noticed the decline of the death army in the main material world.
His expression hidden in his robe showed no emotion or anger, but the divine power of death in his body was even more agitated.
The goddess of magic moved her eyes slightly, and her black hair was like a waterfall, filled with endless magical aura.
The divine power of death tore a black vacuum in the silver realm of the astral realm, slashed out from the death scythe of the Lord of the End of All Things, and cut into the head of the goddess of magic.
The surrounding space was eroded by a dark power of death, as if the shrill wails of hundreds of millions of dead people at the same time penetrated into the ears of the goddess of magic.
Ordinary creatures will die the moment they hear this sound.
The goddess of magic smiled slightly, and the jumping elemental energy dispersed the wails of the dead. The magic barrier flowed like a galaxy in the universe, resisting the concrete attack formed by the divine power of death.
At the same time, the seven flying stars around the body began to defend at the same time.
Under the protection of her own artifact, the Mother of Magic began to chant in a low voice.
His voice turned into the most primitive and powerful magic runes, causing elemental energy from all over the multiverse to converge here, doubling the magic energy in the entire star world and even the most barren places.
As for the magic goddess in the center.
If the vast magical energy he aroused were to cause a riot, it would seem to cause the entire star realm to collapse.
The face of the Lord of the End of All Things changed and became serious.
As we all know, when a spellcaster concentrates on reciting a spell, he is preparing a magic that is so powerful that it can turn the tide of the battle.
Then the magic goddess also needs to recite incantations. What level will it be?
The Death Scythe condensed the pure divine power of death. As time passed, it turned into a dark and gloomy edge like a black hole, and then slashed towards the goddess of magic with a gentle swing.
An artifact flying star greets the past, touching with the black hole-like edge of death.
Silently, the flying star trembled violently, and cracks appeared on its surface.
The sharp edges transformed from the divine power of death dissipated at the same time.
This is just the beginning. The death blades gathered by the Death God's scythe flew out, and the magic goddess's artifact flying stars surrounded and guarded. However, as time passed, the flying stars were shattered and annihilated under the erosion of the divine power of death. They were about to
Completely destroyed.
Click.
The last meteor shattered, and a bright light like the Big Bang burst out from the cracks.
The artifact was destroyed, and a death blade broke through the magic barrier and rushed towards it, but the smile on the corner of the magic goddess's mouth did not disappear.
At the same time, He stopped chanting the mantra.
Raising his hand, the green fingers shrouded in divine light slowly lifted up, aiming at the Lord who ends all things.
laugh!
The edge of death hit the arm of the goddess of magic. The feeling of the power of death eroding made the god frown slightly, and black lines appeared on his face, as if they were the markings on a dead person.
This made the aura of the Magic Goddess significantly weaker.
However, while being injured, the magic goddess's spell was finally cast.
His finger is aimed at the Lord of the end of all things and locked on the God of Death.
Spells, and gestures.
The magic that makes even the goddess of magic so solemn and serious is completed.
Nineteenth-level extraordinary spell: Divine Body Destruction.
There was no obvious sound or light display, as if nothing happened.
However, at this moment, the Lord of the End of All Things pointed to by the Magic Goddess, his body began to turn into sand. Sweeping by the wave of divine power, his body turned into magical gravel inch by inch, and dissipated without wind.
Buzz buzz!
The whole body of the Lord of the End of All Things erupted with an unprecedentedly vast and profound power of death, resisting the effect of the Divine Body Collapse Technique. His body was turned into gravel inch by inch, and was regenerated and repaired inch by inch.
And at this time.
The goddess of magic looked tired and her breath was a little weak, her lips opened slightly.
At the same time, the Grand Arcanist far away in the main material world heard a familiar voice calling and opened his eyes.
In the canyon, the dazzling magic runes of the galaxy began to rotate and move, and in the blink of an eye they turned into patterns of quills, parchments, and skulls, which were the holy symbols belonging to the Lord of the End of All Things.
Karsus targeted the Lord of the End of All Things and launched the Ascension Technique.
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