The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"Ah..."

"I haven't slept so well in a long time!"

Ron stretched a lot,

The pleasant feeling emanating from every cell in his body made him feel so good.

The warm sunlight outside the window shone on his translucent body, forming a rainbow-like halo.

Beside his bed stood a humanoid construct.

It is the dragon scale soldier that Ron made before.

In order to prevent unexpected interruptions during hibernation, Ron deliberately let him out.

Although he had only slept for seven days, it felt like he had slept for seven centuries. Ron had never felt so comfortable.

"Huh? Not quite right?"

Is this too much fun?

And there seems to be a strange energy in the body?

Sensing something strange inside his body, Ron's expression changed.

He activated the full magic amplification casting mode as quickly as possible.

A series of boosting magic appeared on the body, and the seven-colored magic light illuminated the entire room.

This is not enough, he is controlling his muscles and divinity at the same time, ready to enter the power mode at any time.

Magic and physical compression, divine fusion.

Wait, why do I have something extra in my divinity?

Ron was a little confused. The divine light in his body seemed to have a little golden energy substance attached to it.

It was the fluctuations of this energy that gave his body a sense of pleasure.

After repeated contact with divine and magical energy for confirmation.

Ron was sure that this thing seemed to have no intention of resisting his touch.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Ron curiously channeled this energy.

They are very obedient,

As if they were Ron's limbs, just a thought appeared on his dragon claws.

They are like micro-elves, dancing around the colorful cuticles.

"It feels so familiar."

Ron muttered.

The whole room seemed to become much warmer.

This is not physical warmth, but spiritual warmth!

Looking at the tiny pale golden crystals in front of him, Ron showed the expression of a curious baby.

It was a pale golden light in the body, and after leaving Ron's body, it manifested into a golden eight-sided crystal.

It's very small, less than a tenth of a centimeter, like the ants you see everywhere.

Being able to enter one's body silently under the guard of dragon scale soldiers is enough to show the specialness of this thing.

And the moment this crystal appeared,

Ron felt as if he had lost something, which made him very uncomfortable.

When he didn't know what the object in front of him was, Ron would unconsciously throw away an appraisal spell.

Of course, it is a systematic identification technique.

His own identification technique will only identify items based on all of his own knowledge and past experience.

If you don't know it yourself or haven't read similar books, you won't be able to identify what it is.

[Identification successful]

[Name: Divine Power Crystal]

The system's identification skills are still functioning stably, but this time there seems to be no prompts other than the name.

"Sweet" garbage system

Ron complained in his mind again.

But complaints are complaints. The moment he saw this name, Ron was frantically searching for the records in the two dragon inheritances.

There are many wonderful things recorded in Dragon Legacy.

I don’t know which ancient dragon recorded it. Ron always skips these strange knowledge every time he searches for inheritance.

Take a look at these record names:

"On One Hundred Cooking Techniques of Eating Soil"

"How to Make the Dragon God Fall in Love with You"

"Postpartum Care of Pigs"

Dragons can't...at least they shouldn't

Quickly skipping the useless knowledge, Ron dived into the documentary about Dragon Gods.

Finally, traces of it were found in part of the inherited memories recorded by Bahamut.

"This thing?!"

Ron's pupils shrank and his eyes widened.

"This is divine power?!"

Looking at the pale golden crystals floating in front of his eyes, Ron felt a little dazed.

It really represents too much information.

Isn’t it true that energy like divine power cannot be mastered by at least a demigod or above?

Ron suddenly remembered,

This thing seems to have been entangled with divinity.

After leaving the body, it becomes a crystal and is no longer active.

"Is it because of divinity?"

Ron looked at the divine power crystal in his hand and thought quietly.

But he has acquired divinity for a long time, and nothing happened before?

Does it also need a growth period?

I was a minor before, but now I am an adult?

A funny picture suddenly appeared in Ron's mind.

The golden divine light worked hard to produce divine power. Ron was holding a thorn whip and supervising the work while shouting:

"Hurry up! You are already a mature god, it's time to work on your own!"

Wait, why is it a whip of thorns? And why is that whip so familiar?

Ron shook his head to clear his mind of the messy images.

My mind has been a little too active lately.

The birth of the divine power crystal cannot be due to such a ridiculous reason, but there is no record of how the divine power was born in the Dragon Heritage.

They break the story at the critical moment. These dragon gods are really a bunch of bad guys.

But this is understandable, after all, it is related to the method of becoming a god.

Even the platinum dragon god who claims to be kind and selfless will not engrave it in the dragon's heritage.

Ron was thinking.

"Deng Deng Deng"

Brisk footsteps sounded on the wooden corridor outside the door.

Ron put away the divine power crystal, and it turned into a pale golden substance in the body again, surrounding the divinity.

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Ron, are you awake?"

"I noticed a powerful wave of magic coming from upstairs. Are you awake?"

Vivian's urgent voice sounded from outside the door.

She was frightened by the magic wave that Ron released with all his strength just now.

"It's me. It's okay. Come in."

Ron's voice sounded directly in Vivian's mind.

"squeak"

The wooden door shaft with dried tung oil made a screeching sound.

Originally, the rooms on the third floor of the hotel were smeared with new tung oil every week.

It's just that Vivian didn't want others to disturb Ron these days, so no one came to deal with it.

Vivian opened the door gently.

The girl with silver hair and red eyes stood outside the door wearing a pure white mage robe, without wearing the white pointed magic hat.

She also held a half-eaten loaf of bread in her hand.

Apparently she noticed Ron's magic fluctuations while eating, and ran up without thinking.

"Ron."

She ran towards Ron and finally stopped beside the bed.

The girl's slightly twitching corners of her mouth seemed to have a thousand words she wanted to tell the young dragon in front of her.

But in the end she just called his name softly.

"I'm fine."

Ron responded to her softly.

Vivian's eyes seemed to be saturated with tears, like dew on the petals of summer morning flowers, which would fall off with the slightest touch of her fingers.

Ron left suddenly without words.

Later, he experienced the impact of the beast tide

Finally, he saw the sleeping Ron and the guarding dragon scale soldiers on the bed.

Only she herself knows how frightened and frightened the girl is.

But she still stood strong at the door.

Vivian reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, faced Ron, and smiled again.

“It’s fine as long as it’s okay”

The warm sunlight shone in through the glass, casting a little golden color on her long silver-white hair.

That's the unique color the sun shines on your hair, like such a bright time.

The two of them shared this peaceful world for the time being without saying a word.

Under the illumination of little bits of light and dust, the afternoon looked so bright, she seemed to have become a painting.

"I've prepared rock sheep barbecue for you. Ron, wait for me, I'll go down and heat it up for you."

Ron looked at that white back, and his heart suddenly moved.

He understood where the divine power came from.