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Garen looked around, his gaze sweeping across the city.

Compared to the first time he came here, this place was more prosperous. Traces of arcane magic could be found everywhere, but garen did not think that this city could fly. It had not changed much.

When he noticed garen\'s gaze, ioram shook his head and said, " "It\'s just a prototype."

there\'s another carrier for the floating city, not this city.

"This city can\'t fly."

Letting a human city that had already taken root in the ground fly up would only cause the city to collapse. Furthermore, a city with a mix of mortals and Arcanists was too large. The current core of the weave was still unable to support such a large floating city. The floating city only welcomed Arcanists not only because of ioram\'s idea, but also because it was forced by the current situation.

it\'s fine, " explained eolham simply.

Immediately, this Grand Arcanist sized garen up with a strange look. After some thought, he looked at the sun that had just risen in the East and said, " "I\'ve heard a lot about the imaska Empire."

"Someone said that a terrifying Silver Dragon broke through the defenses of the strange machine Army," he continued after a pause.

he destroyed the important creation that the imaska Empire used to deceive the gods and even escaped the pursuit of the demigod strange machinery.

this Dragon could be said to have indirectly led to the demise of the eastern Empire of strange machinery.

The imaska Empire had been destroyed, but there were still a small number of imaska survivors on the Faerun continent. These were basically the people who had survived the gods \'path of destruction. The Saints did not pursue them, but kindly allowed them to escape from the eastern continent.

Among these people, there were the strange machinists who guarded the pyramid, and they had seen garen\'s power of time.

The news about the Dragon of Time was spread out.

After leaving the imaska Empire and coming into contact with other living creatures and races, the war between the Empire and the gods and saints had attracted the attention of the entire continent. There were many intelligent creatures who asked about the cause and effect of the destruction of the imaska Empire. Most of the strange machinists kept their mouths shut, but there were a few who were filled with resentment and needed to vent.

However, after witnessing the great power of the Saints, these people didn\'t dare to speak ill of the Saints behind their backs.

The Saints were still active.

Therefore, these strange machinists had shifted the cause of the destruction of the imaska Empire to garen.

They needed a target to hate, because they had been traumatized by the Saint, and their confidence in the Empire had collapsed, so they deceived themselves and changed their target to garen.

Garen didn\'t know that he had gained a few more nicknames in Faerun continent.

The Dragon of Time.

The Terminator of the strange machine Empire.

Silver Wings of disaster.

.............

Éolme\'s gaze fell on garen\'s shiny silver scales, and he said in a strange tone, " "We\'re both Dragons. I think you know this Dragon."

This old man had obviously guessed that it was garen. After all, there were only a few silver dragons in the Faerun continent, and they were quite powerful. Moreover, when garen first arrived in Faerun, he had asked eolmy about the strange machine Empire.

"There\'s no need to beat around the bush, I did it."

Garen said honestly.

\'Shock\' appeared on ioram\'s face. "It\'s actually you."

Garen was speechless.

"You\'ve already guessed it, haven\'t you?"

"Stop pretending."

Garen mercilessly exposed ioram\'s terrible acting.

Éolme scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

A few seconds later, he asked curiously,"why are you doing this?" I remember that when I first met you, you were asking around for news about the imaska Empire."

"It\'s just because of some personal grudges," garen said simply.

Éolme nodded and didn\'t continue asking.

it\'s such a big Empire, " he sighed. it\'s said that it has a history of more than six thousand years, but now it\'s destroyed just like that. Fate is really unpredictable.

The Grand Arcanist looked at garen and said, " "But you\'re really amazing."

he actually destroyed a magic Empire that was at its peak.

Garen was not happy.

He said it as if he had cheated the imaska Empire for his own benefit. He had only sped up the fate of the imaska Empire a little. After all, it was better to have a short pain than a long one.

let me clarify, the destruction of the imaska Empire was brought upon by itself.

"Whether or not I\'m here, its ending will be the same."

"Yes!" Ioram nodded and said perfunctorily, " "Yes, yes, yes, I believe you."

The others did not know the direction of the future. They only knew that it was indeed garen who destroyed the strange machine pyramid and attracted the arrival of the Saint, so they were certain that garen was one of the root causes of the destruction of the Empire.

Garen stretched his dragon wings, not taking this matter to heart.

If the remaining imaska treated him as a target for revenge, garen would be very happy about it.

After that, garen and ioram began to talk about some topics related to spells and arcane arts. The man and the Dragon gradually became more focused, and time passed by quietly. It was only when the color of dusk replaced the light of dawn and shrouded the world in the sunset glow that ioram stopped his discussion with garen and said, " "It\'s almost time."

He was referring to the rise of the first floating city.

netherreal\'s first floating-Space City will rise tonight, floating in the wind and clouds.

"I\'ll wait and see." Garen said.

Then, wrapped in the light of magic, ioram flew towards a mountain range in the South.