Nessus Floating City, the headquarters of the Spaceti Dragon Sect.
It was a giant city that hovered in the sky above the sea. The huge and magnificent floating city blocked the sunlight, casting a faint shadow on the blue sea, undulating with the waves.
Today.
Nessus Floating City was unprecedentedly bustling.
Spell Casters whose bodies were wrapped in elental spiritual light arrived at Nessus Floating City from all directions.
At that mont, the streets of the Floating City were bustling with people. Most of them were heading toward a towering dragon-shaped temple.
The magnificent temple, which was entirely made of a strange silver-white tal and had the shape of a dragon, was the headquarters of the Spaceti Dragon Cult in this floating city. As the once-in-a-decade Divine Grace Ceremony was about to begin, Spell Casters from all walks of life ca to participate.
During the Grace Ceremony.
The Eternal Dragon believed in by the Spaceti Dragon Sect would descend an incarnation and bless the pious believers they chose, allowing them to obtain more powerful divine powers related to ti.
Most of the Spell Casters who ca to Nessus Floating City were just there to watch the show.
After all, the scene of a god descending was still relatively rare. Even if one did not believe in a god, they could still gain so knowledge.
In contrast, the mbers of the Spaceti Dragon Sect participated in the God Grace Ceremony with a fanatical and devout attitude. They longed to obtain the attention and favor of their Lord God and obtain a unique ti divine spell.
As for these foreign Spell Casters who did not have any faith.
When the Spaceti Dragon Sect held the God Grace Ceremony, they would not exclude Spell Casters from attending the ceremony.
Every ti after the God Grace Ceremony ended and they saw the true body of the Eternal Dragon, a portion of Spell Casters who were affected by the divine might would abandon their original thoughts and turn to the embrace of the Eternal Dragon to join the Spaceti Dragon Sect.
The Space-ti Dragon Sect naturally would not reject such a good thing.
In addition, due to the large number of outsiders pouring in, it was inevitable that there would be a situation where the good and the bad mixed together, allowing so unruly people to sneak in. Previously, there were organizations such as the Dragon Witch Sect and the Dragon Worship Sect that ca to cause trouble.
However, due to the close relationship between the Spaceti Dragon Sect and the Netheril Empire, they were protected by the grand arcanists in the floating city. Moreover, the church itself was not weak, so they were not afraid of these possible threats.
Among the three Netheril religions, the Spaceti Dragon Sect was the smallest.
It was far from being comparable to the Church of Death and the Magic Temple.
However, any intelligent creature that understood the history of this church would not underestimate it.
At the sa ti.
Within the floating city that was enveloped by the drifting clouds, a young man with long silver-gray hair draped over his shoulders and a profound aura was strolling on the streets. On his handso and calm face, a pair of platinum eyes seed to be flickering with the broken light of the stars, leaving a deep impression on people and making it difficult to ignore.
Floating City was the country of arcanists and the territory of spellcasters.
A random Fireball could blast a bunch of Spell Casters out of the crowd. Spell Casters with high status in other places could be found everywhere in Floating City.
Therefore, every pedestrian here had their own characteristics.
However…
Even though there were people coming and going around, the population was dense, and strange people could be seen everywhere.
Even in such an environnt, the silver-haired young man was still outstanding like a fla in the dark. He had a unique temperant that attracted the attention of the nearby Spell Casters.
It was Garen, who was heading to the headquarters of the Space-ti Dragon Sect.
Behind Garen, Amber trailed behind him by a body's length, respectfully following Garen's footsteps, and softly explaining the various situations here to Garen.
".............. At the once-in-a-decade Divine Grace Ceremony, the Eternal Dragon, no, the false god who impersonated you will appear."
Amber said as she secretly looked at Garen's back, her face full of admiration and respect.
"God Grace Ceremony?"
"Looks like I arrived at the right ti."
Garen smiled slightly and slowly blended into the crowd, moving towards the headquarters of the Space-ti Dragon Sect.
During this process, he stopped in front of the magic shops with so interest. At the sa ti, he listened to the conversations of the surrounding Spell Casters. Through the situation of this floating city, he observed the current prosperity of the Netheril Empire.
Garen soon had a clearer understanding of the current Netheril Empire.
Under the protection of the Goddess of Death and Magic, the Netheril Empire had developed steadily for the past 4,000 years.
Although there were no explosive spells, there were all kinds of new spells. Arcane spells were divided into more comprehensive categories. So miniature cores of the magic net could be seen everywhere, and they were even used to supply energy for magic crystal lamps.
Due to the existence of the Immortality Spell and the protection of the Death God for his holand and his kind.
The number of grand arcanists in the Netheril Empire had increased over ti, and many demigod-level arcanists had erged. They were no weaker than the forr king of arcanists.
There were more than five thousand floating cities on the Faerun Continent alone.
pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ This ant that there were at least five thousand arcanists whose creature level was above thirty.
Moreover, the glory of the Netheril Empire had already left the Faerun Continent a thousand years ago, shining on the other pri material worlds and even the outer planes, as well as the Netheril Floating Cities of other pri material worlds............. The strength of this empire was imasurable.
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