The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

The two eyes met in the air, as if the entire universe was meeting. Time seemed to stop at this moment, leaving only the sights of each other intertwined.

Looking at the white-haired old man in front of him, who was wearing a white robe and looked ordinary.

At that moment, Ron felt as if he saw endless history and destiny in those eyes, and his soul seemed to be touched at this moment.

"Ron." The old man's voice seemed to come from ancient times, full of vicissitudes and depth.

"Aio?"

Ron narrowed his eyes and stared at the same eyes, and a storm surged in his heart.

The other party's every move did not have any fluctuations of divine power, just like an ordinary old man.

If it weren't for the other party's pair of dragon eyes flashing with invisible starlight, if it were placed in normal days, even if he was placed directly in front of Ron, it would be difficult to attract his attention.

Ron carefully observed the legendary ancestor of dragons, and confirmed again:

"The legendary nine-faced dragon god, ancestor of dragons, Ai'o, who has disappeared?"

The old man whose identity was exposed smiled and nodded, without any displeasure on his face:

"If you mean the astral world, of course."

Hearing this, Ron tilted his head in confusion, puzzled:

"What do you mean? Is there another Ai'o somewhere else?"

Ai'o smiled, without much explanation, and asked: "Are you going to talk here?"

Ron looked at the grass around him and was even more puzzled:

"Is there any problem talking here?"

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed down:

"Look at your feet."

Hearing this, Ron hurriedly lowered his head.

Only then did he realize that since some time, his dragon palm had actually melted and stuck to the ground below!

Ron was shocked and couldn't help exclaiming:

"What the hell is this!"

He raised his legs and tried to break free from the land that had unknowingly covered his finger bones, but to no avail.

The nine-colored pupils shrank slightly.

Then Ron spread his dragon wings without hesitation, and at the same time, he clenched his right claw into a fist, slightly bent backwards, and then smashed it to the ground with all his strength like a meteor.

"Bang!"

A loud noise shook the entire grassland.

The terrifying power of the dragon god was fully revealed, and the terrifying power seemed to make the entire grassland shake.

Ron did not hold back at this moment, and the power of the guardian rune burst out with all his strength, and the endless divine power blessed his body. The glass-like dragon fist fell down as if it was going to smash through the planet.

The terrible fist wind blew the white hair of the old man opposite, but the smile on his face did not change at all.

Until he saw the green fluorescence flashing on Ron, Io's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia.

But it was only a moment, and this extra emotion was dispelled by him.

"Boom!"

The almost materialized white circular gale spread in all directions with Ron as the center point at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But no matter how hard he tried, Ron couldn't pull his feet out of the seemingly soft soil. Instead, he was like a traveler trapped in a swamp. The more he struggled, the more firmly he got stuck.

Just as Ron was about to try other methods to get out of the predicament, Io's voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Memories of the past always make people indulge in them, but not all memories are good."

The old man's eyes flashed with bottomless wisdom.

Ron felt a chill. He knew that this old man was not an ordinary person, and the predicament he was in at the moment might be far more complicated than he imagined.

Hearing this, Ron frowned slightly and felt a chill in his heart.

He took a deep breath, stared at the old man in front of him, and asked:

"What do you want to tell me? You dragged me into this place with great effort, not just to tease me, right?"

Ron pointed to the soil below that had covered the entire dragon's paw, snorted coldly and said:

"Since you want to communicate, you might as well be straightforward. I think it will be good for our communication. Otherwise, even if I die, I will not let you achieve everything you want."

Aio sighed softly, and a complex look flashed in his eyes:

"Child, there are some things you need to discover and understand by yourself. Whether it is the past or the future, only you can find the real answer."

As he said, he walked slowly to Ron's side, bent down and casually grabbed a handful of loose soil.

Under Ron's gaze, Aio gently opened his palm.

At this moment, the soil that was enough to firmly trap a rainbow dragon god fell casually from his fingers like ordinary soil.

"Just like this quagmire of memories."

Aio raised his head, took a deep look at the rainbow dragon in front of him, and said softly:

"It's not others who are trapping you, but yourself in the past."

"What!?"

Ron was shocked.

Then, in his sight, the whole world seemed to have undergone a huge reversal.

As Io's voice fell, the fallen soil suddenly disintegrated, and under Ron's gaze, it turned into living beings.

Tina, Vivian, Shirley, Setsuna, Hermione.

People or dragons who were bound to Ron passed by him quickly, and the joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness of the past were all repeated in an instant, and then like a drop of water falling into the sea, it quickly merged with the earth below.

Then, the whole grassland changed!

Ron was horrified to find that the weeds that covered the ground had turned into human forms.

Each of them has divine light shining on them and divine power surging forward. They are all powerful gods!

And those that firmly grasped the soles of Ron's feet were no longer soil, but pairs of palms!

Ron could even clearly see the familiar and unfamiliar faces flashing under the palms through the gaps between the densely packed palms.

The countless palms overlapped and entangled with each other, tightly grasping his dragon palm, as if they wanted to imprison him in this quagmire forever.

Every finger and nail on these palms carries a different breath of life, as if all life in the world is reaching out to him for help.

Humans, orcs, elves, demons, elemental creatures.

Almost all the visible and invisible beings in the star world emerged under his feet, and at the same time, sharp screams penetrated into his cochlea.

"Ron, please, don't leave me!"

"No, don't leave Tina behind!"

"Asshole boss, don't let yourself run away!"

"Master, we will return."

"Father, are you abandoning Hermione again?"

Ron looked down and saw familiar and unfamiliar faces flashing alternately under those palms.

Tina, Vivian, Shirley, Hermione, Setsuna...their eyes were full of pain and despair, and every look was shouting silently.

Ron's heart beat violently, and he felt countless emotions coming from these touches.

Every cry, every face carries endless pain and expectation.

They desperately stretched out their hands and grabbed Ron's dragon palm, like a drowning man grabbing the only straw above the water.

Except for the dark shadow that appeared at the end.

It was a worried face that was extremely familiar to Ron, flashing through the gaps in everything.

The snow-white hair was twisted into a long braid, hanging down on the black gauze skirt, and the eyes as bright as black crystal stared gently at the iridescent dragon in front of her.

Her appearance lit up Ron's world like a ray of light.

Ron's mind suddenly became clear, as if a purification spell had been cast on him, and his heart, which had been gradually immersed in fear, suddenly calmed down.

"Goddess of Death?"

Recalling the fleeting figure just now, Ron's heart froze.

"enough!"

Ron roared angrily, and all the divine power in his body exploded, and the seven-colored divine power surged out to form a bright halo around him.

"I will never forget, but I will never be bound by the past!"

"I must move forward, for you and for myself!"

As his words fell, those familiar faces suddenly froze, and the palms that held him quickly released. Then everything seemed to be petrified, quickly turned back into soil, collapsed, and gradually dissipated in the air.

Ron felt the restraints under his feet disappearing, and his body became lighter.

"Roar!--"

The next moment, he raised his head suddenly.

A dragon roar mixed with endless anger shook the surrounding scene instantly.

Forest, grassland, sky, earth.

Everything turned into a white light again under this dragon roar, just like the void space Ron had just experienced.

Only this time, the white space is no longer empty.

Ron looked at the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Wow!"

Countless metal chains filled with the power of various runes sway gently, and the metal surface is like a living creature, blooming with colorful fluorescence of different colors with every breath.

Protection, destiny, luck, strength, death.

The power of runes, which was rarely seen in the star world in the past, is now flowing on these chains as if they are free, as if they are endless!

What surprised Ron the most was that the chains, which were millions of meters thick, were not floating in the air, but were wrapped around an incredibly huge dragon-shaped creature that almost occupied the entire field of vision!

It was a nine-color dragon.

Countless approximately round colored scales sparkle with endless light, as if each scale contains an independent universe.

The huge dragon body spans billions of galaxies, and the huge figure is suspended between countless rune chains, like a majestic god.

Each of these chains is as thick as star marks and covered with complex runes. Each rune exudes ancient and mysterious power.

This is the oldest law and power in the universe.

With every slight trembling of the chain, colorful fluorescence flows between the runes, as if the chain itself is a living life.

The chains were like a python, wrapped around the dragon's body layer by layer, and each chain was deeply embedded between the dragon's scales.

Whenever the chain is tightened, the power of the rune will emit a low humming sound, seeming to declare its unshakable power.

These chains not only imprisoned the dragon's body, but also seemed to be devouring his divine power, preventing him from freely displaying his power.

But even so, the nine-color dragon's eyes were still gentle.

"You're finally here, kid."

The dragon's voice was deep and loud, reverberating in the space like thunder. There was a hint of exhaustion in its voice, but more of a sense of relief, as if it had finally reached its destination.

Those huge nine-color dragon eyes were deep and calm, as if they had penetrated the boundaries of time and space and seen through everything.

There was no resentment or anger in His eyes, but instead they were full of wisdom and compassion, which were the result of countless years of baptism.

"Are you the Nine-faced Dragon God Io?"

Ron asked with some uncertainty.

The size of the giant dragon in front of him was actually so huge that it exceeded his imagination. Even if the opponent was the legendary Nine-faced Dragon God who created the dragon clan, it was really unbelievable.

"certainly"

The nine-color dragon nodded gently.

This simple action caused countless rune chains around to jump wildly.

"Wow~~~"

As if afraid of being broken free, countless iron chains quickly tightened, almost burrowing into the dragon's body.

However, all these changes were not enough to cause any emotional fluctuations in the Nine-faced Dragon God Io.

Those huge nine-color dragon eyes were deep and calm, as if they had penetrated the boundaries of time and space and seen through everything.

There was no resentment or anger in His eyes, but instead they were full of wisdom and compassion, which were the result of countless years of baptism.

in the void

Two pairs of identical nine-color dragon eyes looked at each other again.

Only this time, the situation between the two dragons seemed to have changed slightly.

"What happened to you looking like this?"

Ron frowned and reluctantly raised his head and asked.

The opponent's body is too big

It's so big that even Ron's tens of thousands of meters long Dragon God's body is like an invisible ant in front of him.

So Ron just tried his best to keep talking to the extent that he could see the other person's eyes.

Ai Ou looked at the rainbow dragon in front of him softly:

"I'm sorry to see you like this, please forgive me. The previous ones were all necessary tests."

Looking at the Nine-faced Dragon God who was imprisoned by billions of rune chains, Ron gritted his teeth:

"Then what happened just now? Why did I see those scenes?"

Ai Ou's voice was still soft, like a wise old man, and he said slowly:

"because."

"I'm not sure whether you still hold on to your heart now."

Hearing this, Ron breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously and asked:

"So, are those all false illusions?"

"No."

Unexpectedly, Ao shook his head and denied Ron's guess.

He looked at Ron and said seriously every word:

"Those are not imaginary scenes, but real history that happened."

"What did you say?!"

Ron's pupils shook and he looked at the dragon in front of him in disbelief.

Looking at his performance, the Nine-faced Dragon God sighed.

He raised his head slightly, his gaze seemed to penetrate the space, looking in a certain direction, and met a gaze.

"Ron, you must remember"

After a moment of silence, the nine-faced dragon god imprisoned in the void suddenly said slowly and deeply:

"The past cannot be changed and the future is unpredictable."

"Only now!" (End of Chapter)