The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"That's right! Absolutely, that's it!"

Ron looked at the familiar look and made sure he saw it right.

This is the time rune stone he got from Tina before!

But what he held in his hand were fragments of the Time Rune Stone, only a few hundredths of the size of the complete Rune Stone in the picture.

That thing is still worn on Ron to this day. Although the effect of accelerating growth is very weak, it is better than nothing.

For this reason, Ron was laughed at by Tina, saying that this was the first time she had seen a dragon that wanted to grow old quickly.

The young life of a metallic dragon is a wonderful time.

Because they are under the close care of their elders, they rarely encounter any danger. Their childhood is happy and fulfilling, and they can even obtain some treasures given by their parents without even having to do it themselves.

This is far different from the five-color dragon next door. Every five-color baby dragon wants to quickly pass the period of weakness and enter the legend.

After saying the name of this artifact, Ron fell silent again.

"I didn't expect that this thing is actually related to the real time rune. Maybe I should try to find it and complete it after I go back."

"I don't know what kind of power would break such a powerful artifact."

Ron looked at the flashing memory images and thought silently in his heart.

In the picture, the function of this artifact is vividly demonstrated by the alien time dragon.

It can seal the power of time in stone, making the passage of time extremely slow, and can even preserve the time of a certain instant of time permanently!

This can not only be used to fight enemies, but can also be used to study the mysteries of time, which has endless uses.

Likewise, in addition to functions such as [Time Pause] and [Time Seal].

Ron's most anticipated permanent [Time Acceleration] rune stone can also do the same!

Ron saw with his own eyes that a giant starry beast was accelerated in time by this alien time dragon using the time rune stone until its life span was exhausted, and it was wiped out!

If he could put it on himself, I'm afraid he would transcend the demigod level and step into the realm of true gods in an instant!

Just when Ron wanted to see how this big boss fell and how the true spirit fragments entered the realm of the dead.

The memory picture in front of me suddenly disappeared.

The goddess of death, who was resting on Ron's shoulder with her eyes closed, also slowly woke up.

"This is."

Ron and the Goddess of Death looked at each other.

The True Spirit Fragment obviously has no other memory stored.

It feels like you are halfway through a TV show and are about to get to the exciting part when you are suddenly prompted to sign up for a super membership.

The key and more tragic thing is that the two of them don't even know where the membership is.

Looking at Ron with an expectant look on his face, the goddess of death waved her hands and said helplessly:

"There are only so many images. After all, it is just a fragment of memory, not the entire true spirit."

The memory fragments scattered in the past life grassland are the most important memory scenes of their owner's previous life.

It’s funny to say that life is so long and there are only a few truly unforgettable pictures.

In fact, a normal true spirit's memory picture should only have a few thin pictures, which are constantly looped back and forth like a photo PPT.

It is also commonly known as the marquee before death.

True spirit fragments with complete memory images like the Alien Time Dragon can be said to be extremely rare. This is why the goddess of death lamented that Ron was lucky.

"All right."

Ron nodded, not looking disappointed.

Although he really wanted to see other true spirit fragments, he gave up the idea when he saw the tired look of the goddess of death.

Moderate desire is pursuit, and excessive pursuit is greed.

If you are greedy, the snake swallows the elephant - it is your own destruction. This is the truth.

This time, I have gained a lot from watching the Time Dragon’s true spirit memory fragments. There is no need to force the goddess of death to find other true spirits for him to filter and watch.

Although, Ron was confident that as long as he asked, she would definitely agree to his request.

Even a blind man could feel the goddess of death's preference for him, not to mention the sensitive Ron.

It's just that her mind is too heavy.

Staying with her in the Realm of the Dead forever was something Ron couldn't accept.

In addition to loving each other, loving and being loved may both hurt.

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After one hour

Rebirth Grassland

Ron and the Goddess of Death arranged each other's clothes, then sat quietly on the grass filled with white light balls, watching the black and white sunset slowly set.

The hands between the two people did not let go just because they read the memory. Instead, they naturally held each other tightly.

The story of the alien time dragon seemed to be still before Ron's eyes.

"The swelling in my brain makes me feel like I have to grow a brain."

Ron lay down on the black grassland and complained casually.

Although filtered by the goddess of death, watching other people's tens of thousands of years of memories from a first-person perspective in a short period of time still made him a little dizzy.

"Just looking at a true spirit fragment takes so much effort, I really don't know."

Sudden!

He stopped talking, quickly stood up and turned his head to look at the goddess of death sitting next to him, holding the true spirit tea in her hand and with a peaceful face.

In an instant

Ron recalled what the goddess of death said to him when he first came to the Realm of the Dead:

"These are the dissipated souls in the teacup. Only if I drink them and absorb the excess emotions can I turn them into newborns with no previous emotions at all and return to their respective worlds to be reincarnated."

A large number of other people's true spirit memory fragments were instantly stuffed into my mind, and the number was measured in terms of the universe!

that feeling

Ron suddenly reacted. He looked at the goddess of death and said in a voiceless voice:

"Wait a minute, then if you drink this every day, won't you watch all the painful and beautiful memories calculated in the universe?"

After the goddess of death heard his question, her body leaning on Ron suddenly stiffened.

The wind blew through the grass, and the temperature in the entire Realm of the Dead seemed to drop a little.

Ron stared at the goddess of death, waiting for her answer.

"Well, of course, I read those things over and over again, so I fell asleep just now. Don't be angry, little Ron."

The goddess of death only stiffened for a moment and then regained her composure.

"And let me tell you, most of the broken true spirits leave behind painful memories. After all, the souls of normal people cannot reach me."

She had a relaxed look on her face and responded matter-of-factly, as if there was nothing wrong with her.

Yes, how could an ordinary soul be so distraught? It must be that more souls from the evil camp suffer this fate, right?

Ron looked silently at the goddess in front of him who looked unconcerned.

To her, it seemed that the pain of purifying the true spirit was not as important to her as Ron not being angry with herself.

The breeze blows through the grass

The bluebells as tall as a man swayed and made a tinkling sound.

Ron opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

That is the true spirit of the entire multiverse, and it contains countless evil and painful memories.

Just one or two, but on such a huge basis with the universe as the unit of measurement, the goddess of death continues to absorb and purify these memory fragments.

Wouldn't she be tainted or broken?

Ron felt strangely awkward when he thought about how she always smiled when facing him.

The words "this madman" spoken by the god suddenly sounded in his ears, and the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood that Death Rune showed him appeared in his mind again.

The smiling goddess of death.

The bloody goddess of death

The goddess of death bound in chains.

Ron was suddenly confused.

How would she behave when faced with other people or gods?

"Don't you feel the pain? Are you absorbing these things every day?"

After thinking again and again, Ron finally expressed the biggest question in his mind. He couldn't hold it back any longer.

The goddess of death tilted her head and thought about it carefully, then smiled and replied:

"Of course I will. It will feel sad at first, but then I will slowly get used to it."

"And I also have two secret weapons!"

"Two secret weapons?"

"Well, one of them is the me you see in the mirror."

Ron thought back to the little girl wearing metal shackles in the mirror.

At first, I thought it was some ulterior secret hobby of the goddess of death.

Now she actually says that little girl is a secret weapon?

Ron asked with some confusion:

"Her? Could she help you avoid being contaminated by memory fragments?"

"Of course it's impossible. If it really had that kind of power, it wouldn't be like this."

The goddess of death shook her head and stopped talking about little death. Instead, she smiled and said:

"She can just help me erase all my emotions and memories when I feel like I can't hold on any longer, so that the new 'me' who has not experienced pain can start purifying the true spirit again."

Ron stared blankly at the goddess in front of him who had tasted all the pain in the world but was still smiling.

Erase all emotions and memories?

Is that still you?

"you"

Just as Ron was about to say something, the goddess of death covered his mouth.

She looked at Ron with soft pupils, and there was endless tenderness in her eyes:

"Little Ron, don't expect what I will be like, and don't tell me what I should be like. I know what I will be like, even if it is something I don't like."

It was probably because the wind was too strong that it blew away all the tenderness he had before.

Ron was not dissuaded this time.

He looked at the smiling Goddess of Death, pushed her hand away, and said seriously:

"But what's the difference between that and death?"

The wind stayed at this moment, and time seemed to have stopped.

The goddess of death tilted her head and thought carefully, then nodded:

"That seems to be the case."

Then she seemed to think of something happy, and said with a smile:

"So, even if you die, you will die."

"Little Ron, don't forget your vow~~"

For a moment, Ron was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Then wouldn't it be nice if you didn't do this?"

he said softly

Although he had already speculated, Ron couldn't help but bring it up. He didn't want this clingy death goddess to disappear.

"If we don't do this, the entire multiverse will fall into chaos and eventually be completely destroyed. In that case, the people and things that little Ron is familiar with will disappear forever."

The goddess of death looked up at Ron and said with a smile.

"Do you really want me to do this?"

She looked at Ron as if he could put the entire multiverse at risk if he said that word.

Ron lowered his head and remained silent.

Suddenly, he remembered what the goddess of death said before. If there were two secret weapons, what would the other one be?

He raised his head, his eyes evasive:

"Besides the mirror, what's the other secret weapon?"

"Another one"

The breeze blew through the soft hair of the goddess of death.

The braids that Ron had braided with poor skills slowly unraveled.

Her long, pure white hair was flying in the air against the light, like a pure white ribbon, gently lingering around her.

"I will never forget little Ron."

The familiar scent of bluebells came, but Ron did not refuse this time.

He probably knows what the other secret weapon is.

Facing the approach of the goddess of death, he took the initiative to hold her hand and took her into his arms.

"As long as you can stay with me for a little longer, that would be great."

The goddess of death allowed Ron to hold her tightly. She leaned lightly on Ron and looked at everything in front of her.

She dedicated all her tenderness to Ron, but never asked him to give her anything.

Perhaps, just being able to watch him regain his life is her greatest wish.

As the sunset gradually sets, the two people's backs slowly merge together.

same view

Because different people will accompany you to appreciate it, and it will give you a completely different scene.

now

Her beauty and serenity eclipsed everything around her.

The entire past life grassland has become no longer ordinary because of the presence of the goddess of death, as if she exudes divine light, making all darkness and haze disappear.

"Little Ron, you know what."

"In fact, death is not the end of life, being forgotten by all living beings in the world is."

Her eyes were blurred, and her white fingers gently touched his face.

"The real death is when no one in the world remembers you, and all traces of your existence disappear silently."

The goddess of death leaned on Ron's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes, her peaceful face full of tenderness.

"As long as little Ron doesn't forget me, I'll be happy."

Ron looked at her and said seriously:

"Although my memory is not very good, at least I will not forget you, the bad woman who took away my first time."

Regardless of whether it was in his previous life or now, Ron had never had a formal girlfriend due to various circumstances, let alone a goddess with whom he had a close relationship.

So no matter from which perspective, his first blood was indeed taken by the goddess of death.

The goddess of death smiled softly, as if she had expected what he would say.

She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Ron from the corner of her eyes. Her smile was full of indescribable tenderness and warmth.

"Oh, yeah? That's really nice."

The corners of the goddess's mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of playfulness and relief, and her voice was loud and clear.

No matter how many times it is repeated, how many times it is reincarnated.

As long as it was what he said, she was always willing to believe it without reservation.

Even though she has heard this sentence thousands of times, she still enjoys it.

"The stars in the sky often make me dream, and death is just the road to the stars."

She leaned against Ron and hummed an unknown song softly.

The intermittent singing echoed throughout the past life grassland, and the soft voice was full of deep sorrow and pain. The song seemed to be the cry and sustenance of her heart, containing endless emotions and thoughts.

On the endless black grass, circles of white true spirits gathered around the bodies of the two people, floating slowly.

In her singing, Ron seemed to be awakened from his long-sleeping soul, inspired with inner strength and wisdom, and realized an emotion and existence that transcended time and space.

Falling forever into the canyon, the underworld, and the upside down stone world.

At this moment, existences in countless reincarnation planes in the multiverse heard that vague voice.

With the true spirit as the audience, the world dances for it

The whole universe seemed to be listening to her singing, as if paying tribute to her beauty and tenderness.

This goddess not only possesses infinite power and wisdom, but also has a kind, warm and human heart.

She will not be like some gods who only know how to dish out honor and punishment, but more like a loving mother, always protecting the person she wants to protect.

It is obviously the incarnation of death.

But at this moment, Ron saw the source of life in her.

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"In the abyss of life, I witnessed the tenderness of death."

"In the arms of death, I feel the true meaning of life."

"The stars in the sky often make me dream, and death is just the road to the stars."

"Time is like a burning candle, igniting the dance of our lives."

“Like the ever-flowing river in which life and death intertwine.”

"My love, death is not the end of life, forgetfulness is."

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