The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"I don't know how Vivian and the others are doing now."

Ron lay on Ortega's back, looking at the clouds passing rapidly in the sky and thinking a little boredly.

"Bahamut usually brings seven ancient golden dragons with him when he goes out. I might as well bring seven sphinxes when I go out in the future. I think that would be quite good."

"I just don't know where the other sphinxes are hidden, and it feels hard to find them."

Nearly two weeks had passed since the day Ron left the Castle of Justice for the Red Earth Highlands.

Before Ron left the Royal Capital, his original plan was to resolve the matter of the "Elf Diary" within a week, and then return to the Royal Capital to attend the auction at the Dragon Tavern that Tina had mentioned.

As a result, there were too many unexpected events on the road: centaurs, pregnant Sphinx, battle between gods, three rainbow dragon gods, and the goddess of death.

Although it was only a short two weeks, Ron felt that he had experienced more major events than in his two lifetimes combined.

"Sure enough, as the protagonist becomes stronger, the things he encounters will become more and more outrageous?"

"Is this the reason why the greater your ability, the more you can force yourself into trouble?"

Ron curled his lips and complained in his mind about the bizarre experiences of the past few days.

But I don’t know how the little golden dragon girl who was rejected will react when I go back this time.

Are you jumping up and down with anger?

Or should I point at myself and shout that I didn’t abide by the agreement?

Or do you sulk alone and ignore yourself?

Ron licked his lips and suddenly felt that these reactions were all good.

Making little Tina angry was one of Ron's hobbies and one of his favorite plots.

Hmm. Just like the goddess of death teasing Ron.

Sure enough, people will eventually become what they are most disgusted with.

December 24, 7951 in the Karen calendar.

There are still 7 days until the New Year arrives.

It is winter in the royal capital, and it is also autumn in the red earth highlands.

The wind blows to the west, bringing with it a hint of coolness, blowing through the withered yellow sycamore leaves. The leaves make a fine crackling sound when they collide, and the sound of stepping on the dead leaves is a unique flavor.

"Let's fly east. They should be about two hundred kilometers northeast of the Dragon's Back Mountains, if I remember correctly."

Ron lazily directed the two sphinxes to fly in the opposite direction of the capital.

"Yes, Lord Ron." X2

The two sphinxes, more than 20 meters long, huge and well-proportioned, nodded, waved their wings and charged rapidly in the direction pointed by the dragon.

Rumbling thunder followed the two sphinxes along with evenly spreading cone-shaped clouds.

The flight speed of these two strengthened bodies has reached the condition of exceeding the speed of sound, and it is really a lightning-fast ride along the way!

"I'm already here, and I'm not in a hurry to go home right now."

Ron held his chin and played with a gold coin engraved with the face of Brian XVII in his hand.

He threw the gold coin into the air.

"Qiang——"

The rapidly rotating round gold coin, accompanied by a crisp sound, fell back between the dragon's claws in an arc that completely violated the laws of mechanics while flying rapidly in the air.

You know, Ron is lying on top of the Sphinx flying at full speed!

This is enough to prove that the special ability of the real dragon, [Biological Standpoint], was regained by Ron after leaving the Realm of the Dead.

He looked at the edge of the Dragon's Back Mountains that was approaching, and quietly thought about his next action plan.

Before leaving the Red Earth Highlands, Ron planned to go to the Centaur tribe to see the "cocooned" iridescent dragonborn - Centaur Lilia.

This is of great research value for comparison with the variation of Vivian's bloodline.

Ron didn't want to let go of this experimental opportunity.

He felt something was wrong when he was in Oracle Town before.

You must know that Vivian was bathed in a large amount of iridescent dragon blood when she summoned herself. Normally, she should have started transforming into the dragon beast form on the spot.

That is the blood of the legendary dragon. Humans bathing in it will either die due to excessive energy and explode, or they will transform into dragon beasts.

But Vivian, who was just a magic apprentice, delayed her transformation into a dragon for nearly a month!

Moreover, the speed of dragon transformation is extremely slow, as if the blood is not the blood of the iridescent dragon, but the blood of the white dragon.

Ron had always kept this matter in his mind without delving into it. In the final analysis, he really didn't have a clue at that time.

Even though she turned over and checked Vivian's body several times, nothing was wrong.

The system identification only said that her bloodline was returning to its ancestors, but he didn't know exactly what the situation was.

It is known that Vivian's father is the current King of Rose: Brian XVII, and her mother is a commoner woman. This ancestor does not seem to have the blood of other races.

So what exactly is the problem?

Ron considered the possibilities.

This was not an afterthought, but because he was "weak" in Oracle Town at the time and was just a junior legend.

At that time, there was the threat of the succubus queen Malcanthet outside, and there was a potential demigod record inside.

In the midst of internal and external troubles, all Ron could think about was getting stronger, so he let this strange thing take its course and put it in his heart.

Now that he has been promoted to demigod, he has the confidence to challenge any god in the main material plane. Naturally, he can be more bold, as long as the gods do not discover his identity as a rainbow dragon.

The comparative experiment between Lilia and Vivian is only the first step.

After returning to the capital, Blue Tail gets infected.

No, it’s the [Lord of Ice Flame]!

It was also time for him to appear on the stage to harvest the power of faith. Ron had not let go to harvest the power of faith due to strength issues.

Now, the time has come.

"My people, my kingdom, and... my weapons."

Ron squinted his eyes, feeling the breeze caressing his cheek, and the powerful power hidden in his body was constantly surging.

After that kind of strength improvement, Tiangao Ren Longfei felt happy in his heart.

The faint dragon's power unconsciously emitted part of it, frightening the two sphinxes to tremble, and their flying posture became a little unstable.

But soon, they returned to normal.

They were afraid of disturbing the dragon god who was suddenly in a happy mood.

"It's time to get that little treasure that I kept in the palace back. It's okay to let others hold it for me all the time. It's better for me to bear the pain of holding it."

[Artifact·Supreme Scepter]

Your master is here to find you!

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At this time, in the camp of the centaurs and horses,

In the dust and smoke of the battle, a group of soldiers wearing full-body armor and bright red cloaks behind them were cleaning up the mess.

Their troops poured in from all directions, and the experienced soldiers quickly occupied all the surrounding high terrain, mercilessly capturing all the centaurs they could find.

"Hahaha, Theo, look at the hoof marks all over your face. Could it be that you stayed with those girls in Red Sand for too long yesterday and your legs are weak?"

"Don't mention it. Those little people running around made my head hurt. If the boss hadn't asked to be captured alive, I would have stabbed them one by one."

"By the way, are there any fillies? I heard they can do it too."

"Don't think about it. The captains would have been picked away long ago if we had that good thing. You should consider the little boy instead."

"Hehehe, that's right."

The two Red Legion soldiers looked relaxed, laughing and chatting as they walked toward the center of the ruined tribe.

Behind them were several little centaurs covered in blood.

Their thin limbs were tied up with ropes in an unnatural posture and were unable to exert force. At the same time, their entire bodies were wrapped in steel wire mesh. Soldiers in red armor grabbed the opening of the mesh and dragged it on the ground toward the center of the tribe.

The flesh and blood constantly rubbed against the stones and the earth through the mesh, making a rustling sound.

A long, fresh trail of blood was imprinted on the black-red ground as the two chatted.

The legion commander only ordered to capture these cubs alive, but did not mention the rule that they should not be injured.

Therefore, their aftermath work was relatively casual, and it was normal for prisoners of war to lose arms and legs.

Besides, during yesterday's attack, didn't the legion commander kill all the blind old horses just to show his authority?

It is quite reasonable for them to indulge in hand addiction while cleaning up the battlefield.

The soldier Theo thought to himself, and unconsciously raised his hand holding the barbed wire.

The wails of the little centaurs became even more ferocious.

There are ways to vent life in a harsh place like the Red Earth Highlands.

And for this group of human soldiers

women, wine, blood

These three things are the best magic weapons to keep their spirits from breaking down.

This group of soldiers cleaning the battlefield lazily captured the missing centaurs.

If they are small, their four hooves and two arms will be ruthlessly broken off, and then they will be tied tightly with iron wires and red rock nets, and they will be concentrated in the center of the Centaur tribe's camp.

If there are still living adult horses found, refill the sword once and send them to see the dragon master they are shouting about.

"Damn it, when did the centaurs learn to brag? Which dragon in the Eternal Volcano dares to cross the red cordon and come out to collect his family?"

"I remember that the last red dragon that crossed the line was tied up by the boss himself and sent to the royal capital, right?"

"I really envy those big shots. They can become dragon knights easily. When will I be able to sign a contract with a dragon?"

Theo threw the two pawns into the [pen] and muttered.

The thirty or so soldiers belonging to the Red Legion at the scene quickly gathered all the remaining troops, and then stood there waiting for the squad leader's order.

The real battlefield has long since moved, and the legion commander led a large force to hunt down the fleeing adults.

The remaining soldiers' job was just to collect the loot.

This is not a lot of work without any risks and is profitable, but Theo got this restrained job through the back door!

A dozen young centaurs were huddled together with bruises all over their bodies, trapped in a circle less than five meters in diameter by a few wooden stakes like pigs.

The excruciating physical pain could not relieve the anger inside.

They stared intently at the group of humans who attacked their home for no reason. If the anger in their bloodshot eyes were released, it would be enough to burn these people to ashes.

"You bad guys will not end well. Lord Dragon will definitely not let you go. His anger will burn you to ashes!"

A little man whose limbs were severed in opposite directions and could only support his body with his shoulders forcibly raised his head and roared angrily at the human soldiers in front of him with a hoarse voice against the heavy red rock.

"Damn it, this kid is pretty tough?"

Several human soldiers were amused after hearing his words.

However, they did not move, but continued to stay in their positions.

Except for the new recruit Theo.

"dragon?"

Theo, who was wearing gorgeous enchanted armor, walked up to the little centaur and squatted down. He grabbed the hair on the top of his head and lifted it up.

He smiled and pointed into the distance:

"Baby, take a good look, what is that?"

The soldier roughly grabbed the scalp of the little centaur, and a few drops of blood seeped out from the roots, flowing down the bridge of the nose to the neck.

He tilted his head with difficulty and looked at the ten-meter-long pole.

It was a flagpole, but there was no flag hanging on it, only a human head tied to it with a rope, swaying in the wind.

It was the head of a blind, old Centaur tribe.

"Grandpa Kush!"

The little centaur's eyes were instantly bloodshot,

The grandfather who liked to tell them stories at night,

Grandpa Centaur who likes to secretly share the hidden dried meat with them when the leader is away.

At this point I can no longer share my experience with them.

"Hahaha"

"Where is your Lord Dragon? Why do I only see a dead horse?"

Theo laughed and mocked.

"Ah!! You deserve to die!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

The little centaur struggled desperately, regardless of the wire being cut into its flesh and its hair being torn off. It opened its mouth and rushed forward wildly, trying to pounce on the human soldier.

At this time, the little centaur's heart was filled with hatred. He wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

His madness startled Theo, and he subconsciously stepped back, and a lot of bloody hair was pulled off as he withdrew.

The little pony didn't care about that. He squirmed desperately and tried to bite the human.

However, the weight of nearly a ton of red rock was far beyond what he could break free with his limbs broken.

"Hey~~~~ Theo, can you do it? Why can't you even catch a little cub?"

"That's right, your hand won't be broken too, right?"

"Hahaha"

The human soldiers gathered in a circle, watching Theo's performance with smiles, and occasionally commented on their viewing experience.

They have done this kind of plot countless times, but every time it is very exciting and looking forward to the subsequent drama.

Theo lived up to expectations.

He shook his hands in annoyance, walked back to the little centaur, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

The power of the silver-level warrior was clearly revealed at this moment.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap sounded in the dilapidated camp of men and horses.

The little centaur's human-like face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of the cracked mouth along with several broken teeth.

"Open your little blind eyes and look. Your uncle Theo is standing here. What can you do to me?"

Theo yelled, then slapped again.

"I'll break your legs and feet. Where is the master you talk about?"

"Snapped!"

The third slap sounded, and the little centaur's head drooped limply.

Theo seemed satisfied with the sight before him, which seemed to make him more emboldened in front of his compatriots.

When he goes back, he can proudly say: Look, this little brat still dares to resist. He, Theo, is not a vegetarian.

"Even if the dragon you are talking about appears, it will only be held down by our boss and become our crotch pet. Do you understand?"

Theo said a final harsh word and was about to call it a day and go have dinner.

After working for a long time, Theo, who was usually pampered, was a little tired.

Unexpectedly, the little centaur who seemed to be unconscious suddenly raised his head and spat a large mouthful of blood that had been in his mouth for a long time into Theo's face.

The blood was soaked in the hair style that Theo had just fixed this morning.

Suddenly, the laughter of the surrounding soldiers almost filled Theo's ears.

"Pfft! Hahaha! Theo, do you want to laugh me to death and inherit my inheritance?"

"Seriously, Theo, you should hurry back to the capital and be your young master. You are so embarrassing to our Red Legion."

"Hahaha, those girls from the Frost Legion were in better shape than he is now, and he was actually sprayed with saliva by a defenseless little brat, hahaha!"

Theo froze on the spot, he slowly reached out his hand, touched his face, and then looked down in disbelief.

The blood that did not belong to him gathered in the palm of his hand and slowly dripped down, soaking the luxurious lining inside the armor.

This is just great,

He originally entered the Red Legion through family connections, but he could no longer hold his head high in the Legion.

"How dare you, how dare you."

He looked at the blood in his hand and muttered to himself, and then looked at the little centaur with wide eyes as if he suddenly woke up.

"Damn you! Do you know how much this suit of mine costs? If you stain it, you can't even afford to kill a hundred of them. Do you know that?"

"You damn little brat! I'm going to crush your head!"

At this time, he felt like a cock was stuck in his throat, and his voice became shrill.

The other bound centaurs around looked at him and the red-eyed human in fear. They shrank their heads and did not dare to say a word.

"Hahaha"

However, although the little centaur whose neck bones were broken completely lost the ability to raise his head, he still burst into loud laughter.

The little centaur's hearty laughter was like a whip of thorny thorns, hitting Theo's self-esteem hard.

Theo turned his head and looked around, trying to find some useful weapons.

He vowed that he would teach the little pony who had insulted him a real lesson.

He wanted to make this centaur regret being born on this red land, and he wanted everyone to know how miserable the consequences would be if he angered the young master of the [Sanborn Family].

Unfortunately, all the horses, horses, spears and human weapons on this blood-stained land have long been collected by the advance army, and only scattered stones are scattered on the ground.

Seeing that he seemed to have lost his mind.

The captain of the seventh team of the Red Army stood up with a frown and patted his shoulder:

"That's enough, Theo. A real man shouldn't attack a prisoner who has no strength to restrain himself. Besides, these brats are the ones the boss has ordered to be captured alive. Do you want to disobey the military order?"

His voice was low, but the hidden smile couldn't be stopped.

The surrounding soldiers also shouted in an apparent attempt to comfort them, but in fact, they shouted:

"That's right, Theo. Even a little cub can splash blood on your face. You'd better stop immediately, lest it fight back and break your legs or kick you in the back, hahaha."

"What Waqar said is right, you should forget it. Today's work is just finished, you should go back to find your little baby Mesiya and show off your power~~"

(Mesiya is the name of a white goat.)

Wave after wave of ridicule

Although the team leader tried his best to stop it, the laughter penetrated Theo's brain like needles.

When the fire of anger burned, any orders were completely destroyed, and even the instructions of his family were forgotten by him.

With red eyes, he twisted around and broke away from the captain's arm. With his left hand, he pulled out the gorgeous short-handled knight's sword hanging on his waist and pointed it at the little centaur.

Originally, he didn't want these aliens to dirty his sword, but now that he was driven out of his mind by Gong Huo, the long sword that he originally cherished became unimportant.

"Baby, I think you are tired of living, so I will send you to reunite with that old horse!"

He first put the knight's long sword behind him to charge up, and then a faint glow of energy condensed on the expensive purple blade.

This is a rare-level weapon that his family specially purchased for him before entering the army. It is enough to be used at the master level without falling behind.

The captain standing next to him had his eyes flashing, but he thought about it but did not stop Theo's movement.

The surrounding soldiers stood silently and did not step forward to stop him.

Violating military regulations is a serious crime.

Although this would not kill the noble Theo, there is no problem in sending away this lazy young master of a noble family.

"Just getting him out of Team 7 seems like a good choice."

The squad leader was thinking secretly.

Anyway, when the time comes to face the boss, as long as they say they didn't have time to stop it, this matter will not have anything to do with them.

The Red Legion itself has no good impression of these aristocratic children who have mixed military achievements, let alone trash like Theo who spends his days buried in women and white goats.

Everyone on the scene had different thoughts, but no one spoke out to stop them, but took a step back in tacit agreement.

Theo glared at the little centaur, accumulating his energy to the maximum,

The shining long sword slashed horizontally at the thin centaur with its head hanging down, accompanied by a harsh sound of cutting through the air.

"boom!"

A huge energy explosion sounded,

The dust raised by the energy burst from the long sword enveloped half of the centaur tribe, and a lot of the dust got into the nostrils and clothes of the surrounding soldiers.

However, everyone remained silent.

It wasn't that they were good-tempered, but everyone's bodies froze.

As the dust gradually disperses,

Everyone finally saw the astonishing scene - the little centaur stood unscathed, with a faint semicircle of colored halo surrounding his body, which was what resisted the charged blow.

[Five-ring magic·Rainbow barrier·Shield]

This is the signature defensive spell of the rainbow system. It can be learned by humans or dragons, but the effects released by the two are completely different.

This magic is an improved magic recorded in the memory ball that Xianni left for Ron. In actual operation, it is much more flexible than the rigid rainbow barrier.

at the same time

A huge black shadow appeared instantly and enveloped everyone, and the nine-colored dragon eyes clearly emerged in the dust.

Theo stared blankly at the broken Demon-Suppressing Sword in his hand and the huge sharp diamond dragon claw that stood between the little centaur and himself.

"What is this pillar? Why did my sword break?"

Theo didn't seem to have reacted yet.

The crystal dragon glanced at the little centaur with his head lowered, and then at the human in front of him.

"Buzz——"

Faint energy fluctuations flashed past.

A blood splash splashed up, like a fountain blooming, surging into the sky.

moment

The whole world was spinning in Theo's eyes.

His expression was confused, his mouth opened wide, but no sound came out.

Theo was a little confused,

Why is my field of vision getting higher and higher, and even the frightened expressions of the people behind me are clearly visible to my eyes.

"Why do these people look like this? Are they intimidated by my martial arts?"

Theo thought hard, and then suddenly realized.

It seems that his method of killing chickens and warning monkeys is still effective. These guys who look down on him must be intimidated by his powerful martial arts, right?

"When the boss comes, I will definitely complain to him and let him know how miserable these cowardly guys are."

My neck is just itchy and a little hot.

Strange, why is it getting darker and darker?

"Crack!"

Blood dyed the earth red.

"Then it's your turn."

The diamond dragon, which was a hundred meters tall and had a body like a mountain peak, lowered its head and looked down at the group of trembling human soldiers below.

His body was wrapped in fine colorless diamond scales, reflecting dazzling light in the sunlight.

The dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun did not fold up, but were still moving up and down slowly.

"Your Majesty the Dragon Crown, we are members of the Red Legion."

The captain of the Red Legion, whose strength has reached the gold level, is the only human being in the room who can still move.

He forcibly supported his body, and against the mighty dragon's might, he slowly moved a step with his trembling legs.

This step made him sweat profusely, as if he had taken a bath in the water.

"You must also know that our legion commander is a high-level legendary warrior. We can resolve this matter peacefully."

He whispered to say something bold, and at the same time brought out the legendary strongman: Eugene, the leader of the Red Army, to warn the other party not to go too far.

pity

Those colorful dragon eyes did not show any fear, but instead there was a moment of unnoticeable excitement flashing through.

Legendary?

I am no longer.

The dragon's indifferent voice sounded, echoing throughout the forest, as if it was the announcement of death:

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind."

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