The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"I am leaving."

Under the Tower of Death

Ron didn't look back, just waved his hand behind his back.

As the words fell, the young dragon also flew into the black hole that shone with the light of divine power.

That was the exit passage opened for him by the Goddess of Death.

at the same time

Countless eyeballs far larger than stars hidden in the gaps in the Realm of the Dead suddenly opened!

They stared at the passage that had not been opened for who knows how many epochs, their eyes full of longing.

It's a pity that the black, thin female figure is like a mountain, standing firmly between freedom and prison.

There is only a thin line between death and life.

But this line is called eternity.

"goodbye!"

As the black hole shrinks, Ron's back gradually disappears from the sight of the goddess of death.

A jet-black stream of light suddenly shot out from the Death Tower, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Countless black particles escaped, forming a long black light belt, passing through one strange plane after another, and finally disappeared into the infinite multiverse.

Those indescribable eyes in the void slowly closed again unwillingly.

They had to wait until the woman was at her weakest before it was time to leave this prison.

Then, it will be the day of reckoning.

The goddess of death looked at the empty room in front of her, a little lost in thought.

"I'm left alone again."

She sighed softly, walked slowly to the window, and looked at the distant sky.

After Ron left, great changes took place in the Realm of the Dead.

But the biggest change is that his traces are disappearing.

Except for the seed named "Hope" in her hand and the silver-white game console on the table, all traces left by the iridescent baby dragon were wiped away by the invisible will.

Everything here seems to have returned to its original state in an instant.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

The sound of chains clashing suddenly sounded in the silent room.

There was an extremely ordinary mirror placed on the only table in the room.

The originally calm mirror now looked like disturbed water, emitting ripples.

Not long after, a small shackled hand suddenly stretched out from the mirror.

This little hand looks young and weak, but it emits a strange energy fluctuation.

From the moment that hand stretched out, the entire tower of death seemed to come alive, and the entire tower exuded a certain rhythm that matched the palm.

That is the purest and most original meaning of death.

"Kara!"

The sound of chains falling to the ground, colliding and bouncing suddenly sounded.

The shackles that originally bound her also succumbed to this incomparable power. Under the corrosion of the power of death, the strong iron chains of unknown material were broken apart one by one.

Immediately afterwards, another arm covered with scars also broke through the shackles of the mirror and came to the realm of the dead.

First the hands, then the head, then the body, and finally the bare feet.

A little white-haired girl whose limbs were chained slowly crawled out of the mirror.

It's like a prisoner who escaped from the prison and got into another prison.

She looked to be only about ten years old. Through the tattered black robe, you could see that her thin body was covered with red blood stains.

She climbed very hard, but she never stopped.

Although the iron chain has been broken, those rusty black rings still remain firmly on the little girl's wrists, ankles, and neck with the broken chains.

Under the restraint of a certain will, the broken chain was still pulling on her thin body, trying to pull her back into the mirror.

But the goddess of death who witnessed all this did not move even a step.

She just looked quietly at the seed Ron left for her in her palm, her eyes full of tenderness.

Finally, the little girl crawled out of the mirror completely and was completely free from her restraints.

She slowly raised her face. There was no expression on the childish face that was 60% similar to the goddess of death, and her eyes were extremely cold.

She was exactly the little Death with the Death Rune that Ron had seen before.

Compared with before, the aura of death on Little Death is getting heavier and heavier now, so much so that the Tower of Death is crumbling under this oppression.

After she stood still, she looked around the room.

Then he looked at the goddess of death calmly, as if looking for an answer.

The goddess of death also stared at the little death, silent.

"he's gone?"

"Um"

"What's this?"

"a seed"

"seed?"

"It was a gift from him."

"."

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Both of their eyes were focused on the seed that shone with the meaning of protection.

Everything seems just right, just like death protects life and I protect you.

"Don't look, it's not yours!"

Little Death was speechless as he looked at the goddess of death who was holding the two gifts in her arms with a vigilant face, as if "protecting food".

Who cares?

"You should know that the delay this time has been too long. I can no longer suppress those guys. It's time to go away."

"Oh, I see."

As a breeze blew by, there were no more two dead figures in the Death Tower.

The wind stops, the flowers fall, everything is silent.

Only a faint ray of protective light emerged from the room.

It seems that nothing has changed in the Realm of the Dead, and yet everything seems to have changed.

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"boom!"

The huge impact sound resounded throughout the core space of Baiyu Mountain.

"Ahem! The way the Death Goddess teleports to the ground is too rough."

"Fortunately, my dragon scales are thick enough, otherwise I would have become the first rainbow dragon in history to fall to death~~~"

As a black mist slowly dispersed, Ron slowly walked out of the mist while complaining.

The nearly 100-meter-long emerald green dragon body is like a mountain of life, and every move it makes is like a god descending to earth, unstoppable!

The power of protection still remains highly condensed, adhering to his scales to provide protection.

Ron waved his dragon claw, dispelling the body transformed by the power of guardianship, and retracted all the power of guardianship into the rotating rune in his body.

He has completely mastered the essence of the power of protection. Now using it is as easy as using his hands and feet. There is no longer a limit of three times a year.

The emerald green scales returned to the dazzling color, and then turned colorless and transparent under Ron's control.

Hmm. Very similar to Crystal Dragon.

At the same time, a golden divine power turned into a breeze, quickly dispelling the remaining aura of death around him.

This thing dissipated quickly after leaving the Realm of the Dead, and at the same time, its all-destroying characteristics also disappeared when it entered the star realm, but in the end it was better to stay away from the thing.

"This time, in order to retrieve your true spirit, I even sold my body."

Ron looked at the two sphinx corpses in front of him, which had not changed at all from before entering the Realm of the Dead, and felt deeply in his heart.

The dangers along the way are actually far beyond imagination. Without the protection of the goddess of death, entering the realm of the dead as a demigod would be a pure act of seeking death.

But recalling the gentle face of the Goddess of Death, the corners of Ron's mouth raised unconsciously.

Innocence is gone, but that's not a big problem.

I lost some blood and got an ancient god's wife, which didn't feel like a big loss.

The other party is a god with a kind heart and a kind heart who cares for him wholeheartedly. What is there to be dissatisfied about!

As for Vivian and others.

Anyway, he is a dragon now, and the laws of the kingdom cannot restrain him. It seems reasonable and legal to find more wives to reproduce in the future.

"Let me see who you are, don't get confused."

He took out the two staring white souls from his heart, carefully distinguished them, and then returned them to their respective bodies.

After all, if this thing is wrong, big trouble will happen.

When the time comes, the male sphinx will transform into a female, the female sphinx will transform into a male, and the genders of husband and wife will be swapped.

That scene is too scary!

"Humph, after spending so much money to reshape your body, from now on you two can work for me honestly to pay off the debt!"

While controlling the divine power to transform the bodies of the two shrunken sphinxes, Ron rambled on about the capitalist manifesto.

Now the Sphinx no longer has the support of the divine power that constructed them, and even if it is restored to life, it will most likely just turn into an incompetent beast in the shape of a lion with no wisdom.

Ron is simply a good person who will go to the end and send Buddha to the West.

He began to try to use his divine power to create a new Sphinx body.

The golden light turned into solid threads, and a loud trembling sound echoed in the space.

The magical golden thread slowly assimilated the two three-meter-long sphinx corpses, turning them into a viscous red liquid, and began to reorganize them.

The structural complexity and changes in this work far exceed those of the [Constructed Life Hermione] that Ron had made before. Even Ron, who is now a demigod, is having a hard time.

According to common sense, if you want to create a new Sphinx, it must be something that can only be done by a god with at least medium divine power.

This sphinx itself represents a kind of divine creation of life, and is an attempt to imitate Io's creation of dragons and the star world.

But here Ron took a trick.

The most difficult thing about creating life is the soul, and the Sphinx's soul is ready-made, so he only needs to make the body.

"Head, body, paws, tail."

Just like pinching a figure, Ron controlled the magical thread to slowly construct the Sphinx's body in the air bit by bit.

The huge sphinx body is suspended in the air, its golden soft hair is fluttering in the wind, and its nearly 20-meter-long strong body is like a wild giant beast, which makes people shudder.

As a mythical creature, the Sphinx has great significance in many ancient civilizations.

It is often seen as a guardian and a symbol of wisdom, a sacred and majestic presence.

Under Ron's creative modifications, the image of the new Sphinx has become more vivid and real. It is no longer a fictional concept, but a living existence, and its body and face reveal a sense of mystery. And powerful.

Just when the Sphinx's body was about to be completed, Ron suddenly thought for a moment.

He thought of the previous divine incident.

"Forget it, just add it to her."

Then he used one more unit of divine power to build a new function into the two sphinxes.

Some things actually don't cost much to do, but some gods refuse to do them because they want to satisfy their own selfish desires.

This one step difference is a huge difference.

"I am really a good dragon."

He muttered, sending the souls of the two sphinxes into their new bodies.

"Wake up, my little lion~"

[The things that happened in the past are like dying yesterday; the things that happen in the future are like being born today. 】

[Losing is new gaining, leaving is new beginning. 】

【And this is the moment】

【When new life comes! 】

The Realm of the Dead (End)