章 459: The growing Netheril (3)

it's time to go, " iolém said seriously as he looked at the huge Silver Dragon.

Garen nodded lightly.

Since the other party had said that he would owe him a favor, he would not turn it down.

He looked at ioram up and down, and his eyes finally fixed on the wrinkles on the Grand Arcanist's face and the White hair on his head. your life seems to be coming to an end. It seems that I have to repay this favor as soon as possible.

you're really not polite at all, Sir, " ioram said with a smile. you're not being polite at all, Sir.

but don't worry, great Arcanists won't die of longevity. You can repay this favor at a suitable time.

Garen's gaze flickered, and he asked in a questioning tone, " "Lich, or?"

The most effective and common way to get rid of the shackles of longevity that he knew was to transform into a Lich.