The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

The Realm of the Dead is a world of black and white.

Even if three suns rise in the sky at the same time, there is no warmth in this world.

This place is like an old black and white photo, silent, recording memories of the past.

The living's longing for the dead can make the living fall.

The gratitude of the deceased to the living can make the deceased sublime.

However, the dead are gone, and the living are like this, and everything will eventually return to the original starting point.

Just like now.

"I will attack in the form of little Ron!"

The goddess of death waved forward with a serious face.

She sat on Ron's broad shoulders after he transformed into dragon form, commanding the hundred-meter-long emerald green dragon to fly in the direction of [Rebirth Grassland].

That was the first stop and the final stop of today's trip for the two of them.

"Whoosh!"

The dragon flew through the air. Although Ron's speed had already exceeded the speed of sound at this time, the strange thing was that the sonic boom cloud that usually accompanied him did not appear.

The rules here seem completely different from the normal plane.

The goddess of death lay on top of Ron, admiring the scenery passing by at high speed below.

Even though this world is only black and white, even though the dark earth is already covered with bones, even though every plant and tree here has been seen countless times.

But at this moment she felt extremely happy.

The smooth and delicate long hair surrounds her narrow and cheerful forehead like waves, with a few naughty strands of hair flying outside, as if a halo envelopes her.

The pure white hair of the goddess of death was combed into two long braids hanging by her ears, flying backwards in the wind.

Different from usual, the white braid is also tied with two pink silk bows, which adds a girlish atmosphere to her.

Those were the leftover accessories Ron had bought for Vivian in the royal capital, and he threw them into the storage space.

I don't know what's going on.

After getting up today, the goddess of death pestered Ron to let him comb her hair.

Moreover, she also saw the storage items in Ron's space through some kind of ability, and immediately took a fancy to the two pink bows placed in the corner, and clamored for Ron to put them on her.

Ron was a little strange, thinking that a being like the goddess of death wouldn't care about such trivial things.

But when he thought of the goddess's soft hair and her mysterious personality, he felt that he could fulfill her request. This was the only way to get closer to the boss.

After all, you won’t lose a piece of meat, right?

So, Ron turned into a temporary teacher Tony and started his performance.

Don't look at him like this.

In order to save money in his previous life, Ron also bought a razor to cut his own hair. He even fantasized about opening a Ron hair salon.

Hmm. Usually he ends up being reformed through labor.

While he was recalling the braiding skills he had learned online, he was practicing it with his hands.

Ron originally wanted to give the Goddess of Death a double-ring braid similar to Celestine Lucullus.

After all, she was also a goddess, although her life was miserable after meeting the Black Beast Mercenary Group.

It's a pity that Ron obviously has no talent in this area, and the editor didn't know how to do it. He just braided the originally smooth long hair of the goddess of death into a messy straw bun.

If Tina saw this, she would have to laugh at him for a whole year.

Fortunately, with his unremitting efforts, he finally got the two braids out and barely suppressed the messy hair.

It's a pity that you can't hide your flaws

Ron looked at his debut novel with a complicated expression.

This new hair style seems not as good-looking as the original naturally spread long hair.

The dream of opening Ron's Hair Salon seemed to have collapsed before it even began.

However, the owner of the hair was in a good mood and didn't look angry at all.

Although his craftsmanship was terrible, the Goddess of Death still gave him a full star rating.

For no other reason than because "Teacher Tony" is Ron.

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After braiding her hair.

The goddess of death urged Ron to set off quickly to today's travel destination.

One of these two people is a god and the other is a demigod iridescent dragon. Obviously breakfast is completely unnecessary.

For Ron now, it would be no problem even if he didn't eat for thousands of years.

His usual energy consumption is basically enough to rely on the magic power drawn from the air, and food is no longer a necessity for his survival.

"Whoosh——"

The giant dragon wrapped in the power of protection rushed towards its destination at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Ron could feel that his speed had reached a limit with the blessing of the guardian power. It was more than ten times faster than flying from the Royal Capital to the Red Earth Highlands before!

He felt that his body was being pulled at an extremely high speed. Without the power of protection, just the pulling force at such an extreme speed would cause his body to suffer minor injuries.

The air roared around him, but there was no deafening sound like the usual sonic boom cloud.

The pure white sea of ​​true spirits in the sky complements the dark earth. Under the black soil is the place where countless corpses are buried.

Against a background composed entirely of black and white, the body of the hundreds-meter-long emerald green dragon is so conspicuous.

It feels like a fully oil-painted character mixed into an ink painting.

The style of painting has changed!

Wherever the dragon passes

Countless undead colossi roaming the land lined up in a long line to half-kneedle and salute him.

The sound of the bones colliding was like a sincere prayer.

for their gods.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Ron.

The main reason was because of the white-haired, black-eyed goddess of death sitting on his shoulder, who smiled like a silly little girl.

Ron looked at the countless giant skeletons of different races that were half-kneeling in salute to him. Although he had already seen them once when he came here, he was still shocked the second time he saw them.

He knew that these undead colossi were loyal believers of the goddess of death. They were very powerful and valuable existences in this plane. The energy fluctuations in each skeletal colossus were no less than that of a demigod!

Although their image is somewhat scary and terrifying, their piety and loyalty are impeccable.

"You live here every day, haven't you seen enough of the scenery here?"

Ron complained as he drove the goddess of death forward.

In fact, he didn't want to travel in such a place full of death, especially if he was accompanied by a god who was in charge of death.

It always feels like this is a prelude to something big happening in a bard's story.

If the goddess of death hadn't insisted on dragging him along, Ron would have preferred to stay in the death tower and sleep for seven days before going back.

The goddess of death lay on top of him, enjoying the feeling of the breeze blowing in her hair.

She smiled and replied:

"Because little Ron wasn't here before."

"If you look at it alone, no matter how beautiful and stunning the scenery is, it will still be incomplete."

"cut"

Ron curled his lips and did not refute this sentence.

In his previous life, he also tried to travel alone before graduating from college.

But it happened to be raining at the travel destination on those days.

There is no way, you can't live up to the 1,400 yuan round trip fare, right?

So during this trip, which cost a total of 3,000 yuan,

Ron held an umbrella and walked around the deserted tourist attractions for two days before taking the bus home.

The sad feeling of being alone and abandoned by the world is still fresh in his memory.

From then on, whenever anyone told him how wonderful it was to travel alone, he would always smile disdainfully.

"I said."

Ron looked at the looming black and white grassland on the horizon and said helplessly:

"Then why don't you just teleport us there? This Prairie of Rebirth is too far away from the Death Tower. I've been flying at full strength for almost 3 hours!"

At Ron's current flying speed, three hours is enough to traverse the entire Karen plane.

But in the vast realm of the dead that contains the true spirits of the entire multiverse.

This distance is not even long enough to fly from the Death Tower located in the center of the Realm of the Dead to the relatively recent Prairie of the Past!

If the goddess of death uses the power of the field, she can reach her destination in just the blink of an eye.

Here, she is the only true god, and no god can be her enemy here.

"The scenery along the way is so beautiful, why not stop your hurried steps and appreciate the scenery along the way."

The goddess of death said seriously.

After saying that, she lay on Ron's shoulder, gently patted the diamond-like dragon scales, and hummed a strange tune in her mouth.

"Time waits for no one, and so does the scenery. Don't be too entangled in the present, and don't worry too much about the future. When you experience something, the scenery in front of you is no longer the same as before."

Her voice is as sweet as wind chimes, making the listener feel relaxed and happy.

Although Ron had never heard this song before, he always felt that it was very familiar.

"What's the name of the song?"

Ron asked curiously.

""read""

"What a strange name. It doesn't match the lyrics at all."

Ron frowned and complained mercilessly.

Listening to Ron's comments, the goddess of death seemed to suddenly think of something interesting.

She narrowed her eyes, covered her mouth and responded with a chuckle:

"Yeah, the idiot who created Him is also weird."

"Ah sneeze!"

Ron suddenly sneezed several times in the air, and he rubbed his nose in annoyance.

Grandma, who is cursing me!

As the grassland on the horizon gets closer and closer, you can vaguely see ghostly white light groups floating on the pure black grass, and large bluebells sway gently as the light groups dance.

"The Prairie of Rebirth has arrived."

The goddess of death suddenly stopped humming and spoke as a reminder.

Immediately, before Ron could react, she gently jumped off the dragon's body and flew towards the grassland below that was emitting glittering white light.

"Little Ron, let's compete to see who can fly faster. Whoever lands first wins."

"If you win, I will tell you something you want to know~~"

Ron hesitated for a moment, then followed the goddess's steps and dived down.

"You jumped the gun! It doesn't count!"

Ho ho ho, the next chapter is the origin of the system. I have been writing for three months under the label of system flow, and the answer is finally revealed. Book friends can guess the origin of the system in advance in the comment area, and there will be prizes for correct answers... *