The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

Snow

Blizzard!

A blizzard with wind force far exceeding level 12 raged among the frozen mountains.

The whole world is completely white, the sky and the earth merge into one, and the mountains and the land seem to be connected in a line, making people feel boundless loneliness and fear.

At this time, a thin and brave young dragon was slowly emerging from its shell.

"Kara!"

With the sound of glass breaking, the young dragon began the magnificent adventure of his life.

In the white wind and snow, the silhouette of the silver-gray baby dragon is so dazzling.

There is a pair of dragon horns that curve like a crown on top of its head, and a circle of dark, fine dragon scales wraps around his neck like a pure black scarf, echoing the silver-gray body.

There are two protrusions of different lengths at the end of its tail, giving it two tail tips.

Eggshell fragments and frozen food that had been prepared were scattered around the young dragon's thin body.

Compared with the mountains of meat around it, the young dragon's body, which was only over three meters long, looked extremely petite.

But this does not affect its heroic appearance.

The young dragon blinked his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment curiously.

The magic circle on the bed of frost that held the dragon egg slowly dissipated as the young dragon broke out of its shell.

The young dragon felt the warmth in his body slowly dissipate, and the biting cold hit him like a huge wave, but fortunately, its tight scales were enough to withstand it.

The huge white dragon head that had been lying aside for a long time fell down and stared at the little guy in front of him.

There are no dragon horns on her head, only a bone neck crown. The triangular scales on her body are as smooth as mirrors, and her slender body exceeds 10 meters.

This is a standard young female white dragon.

Apparently she was the one who injected magic power into the young dragon to help it break out of its shell.

The baby dragon struggled to stand up. It had a big head just after birth, and its eyes sparkled when it looked at the mother dragon.

The dragon mother gently licked the remaining liquid on it, and then looked at it expectantly, waiting for the final ceremony.

The young dragon opened its mouth and seemed to want to say its real name, but it seemed as if a bone was stuck in its throat, and it could only make a strange hissing sound.

Seeing that Bai Longniang's eyes were getting more and more disappointed, the young dragon slapped his neck with his claws desperately.

finally!

The young dragon let out its first dragon roar after birth.

The sound it shouted was very different from the dragon language.

"Roar!"

The clear dragon roar echoed in the wind and snow

There is no dragon language meaning, it is not any known language, this is clearly the roar of a dragon beast!

At this time, the condescending Bai Longniang's eyes, which originally had a glimmer of hope, suddenly lost their color.

After sighing inwardly.

Bai Longniang flicked her slender tail, casually throwing the dragon eggshell to the ground.

She did not take away the frozen meat, but turned around silently, spread her dragon wings, abandoned the child she had worked so hard to hatch, and flew into the sky.

"Hoar? Roar!"

The young dragon seemed unable to understand why his mother dragon abandoned him.

While roaring, it stumbled and flapped its little dragon wings, desperately chasing the back of the White Dragon Lady in the sky.

The young dragon's body was covered with a layer of frost, but this did not affect its jumping speed.

First running, then constantly jumping on glacier cracks of different shapes

at last

It stepped on the ice rock with all four limbs at the same time, unfolded its silver-white wings covered with ice and soared into the air, rushing into the air!

It flew!

The newly born "little dragon beast" flapped its wings forward as hard as it could, chasing after its mother's back.

But the speed of the huge black dragon shadow was far beyond what it could compare to, and it completely disappeared in the wind and snow in a short time.

"Little Dragon Beast" could only wander around in confusion, not knowing where to go.

"Woo-"

The wail of the young dragon echoed among the snowy mountains, but there was no response.

The figure of Bai Longniang disappeared from its memory forever and was never seen again.

Fortunately, she left a pile of animal meat to the baby dragon so that it would not have to hunt alone in the snowy mountains right after it was born.

Immediately afterwards, the young dragon's perspective was suddenly cut off instantly, and the whole world seemed to have stopped.

Pieces of hexagonal snowflakes were suspended in the air, and then like a knife cutting through pieces of paper, they completely tore the entire world into pieces.

All memories slowly shrank into a ball of light, and the surrounding world became pitch black.

A vague voice sounded in the darkness

"Woo-"

"wrong!"

"I'm not the baby dragon, I'm Ron."

"Woo-"

"No, I'm just checking its memory. I'm not a dragon beast."

"Damn it, is this a side effect of looking at the true spirit fragments?"

"Woo-"

A vague colorful figure appeared in the spiritual sea. He held his head and frowned, mumbling something to himself.

This figure is Ron's true spirit.

At this time, he was trying hard to sort out the new memories in his mind, but it was difficult to do so.

This is different from ordinary memory viewing. The memory fragments of the true spirit can be burned into the deepest part of the soul, changing a person from the root of his personality.

He now felt that the memories in his mind were starting to go awry, as if he was the abandoned baby dragon, and the sadness in his heart almost made him cry on the spot.

At this time, there were two voices in Ron's mind,

A voice told him that it was the baby dragon of a white dragon, a mutant white dragon.

A voice told him it was a rainbow dragon, a human reborn.

The two voices echoed in Ron's spiritual sea, constantly entangled.

This made Ron's body in the outside world start to frown.

suddenly!

A small white hand suddenly appeared in the spiritual sea, and an elegant figure slowly walked towards Ron's true spirit.

Looking at Ron, whose face was alternately sad and gloomy, the goddess of death sighed.

"I don't know if you are lucky, Ron, or if you are too lucky, you actually encountered the Time Dragon's true spirit fragment for the first time."

True spirits are not equal; they are also divided into superior and inferior ones.

She slowly held Ron's hand, and the warmth from her palm drove away all the noisy thoughts in his mind.

The influence of the true spirit fragments disappeared without a trace almost instantly, and Ron's mind also regained consciousness the moment he held hands.

"This is what I am"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The goddess of death in black robe smiled and looked at him, and Ron soon understood what happened.

"I didn't expect this thing to be so terrifying."

Looking at the smiling Goddess of Death standing next to him, Ron couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, this big boss is around to help, otherwise there would really be a big problem.

The horror of the true spirit memory fragments was far beyond his imagination!

Ron originally thought that this thing was similar to a soul memory fragment and would not have much impact on him.

But after personal experience, I discovered that this thing is not the same thing at all.

Ron looked at the light in front of him with some fear.

Rather than saying it is a fragment of true spirit memory, it is better to say that it is the condensed personality of a life, a kind of ideological stamp!

It contains not only memories from his lifetime, but also his spiritual reactions and various subtle feelings.

Just like an ordinary human being will never wonder why his fingers and arms can move freely? Why does the heart beat on its own? Why do I keep breathing? Why can I think by myself? This is basic common sense in the subconscious mind.

Subconsciously, your brain seems to have only one point of view: if you can, you can, and there is no reason why.

If it is not a fragment but a complete true spirit, this terrifying personality modification power can completely transform a person's mind into an existence that is exactly the same as the true spirit record.

The key is!

He himself will not feel any disobedience, as if he was born this way.

"Do you want to continue reading? There are still some memories of him after he became a god."

Death Goddess asked with a smile.

The warmth from her palm made Ron feel warm, as if he was taking a sunbath, which drove away the bone-chilling chill that came from the young dragon's soul just now, making him feel extremely warm all over his body.

Hearing the goddess of death's question, Ron shrank his head subconsciously, but he couldn't help but nodded again.

He wanted to see what happened next.

"Um, can you watch it in a gentler way?"

Ron tentatively suggested changing the Zhenling memory playback device. He really didn't want to repeat the movie-watching experience just now.

Watching True Spirit Memory is definitely better than the so-called 18D movies, and the viewing experience is absolutely incredible.

But the only drawback is that it is easy to look at it and see yourself in it.

By the end, I saw myself as the protagonist in the movie.

"Well originally it wasn't possible."

"But since it's Little Ron's request~~"

The goddess of death deliberately delayed for a while, looking at Ron's expectant look, and then said with a smile.

"Okay~"

"Very good!"

After hearing the affirmative answer, Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a reason why he was eager to see the memory fragments behind him.

From the memory just now, Ron can be sure that the little dragon hatchling that broke out of its shell was definitely not a white dragon hatchling!

Ron recognized it at a glance. This was definitely a time dragon hatched from a white dragon egg!

Its iconic Möbius strip of black scales on its neck and its conspicuous double-needle dragon tail can attest to this.

Although according to common sense, the Time Dragon should have reached the legendary level as soon as it was born. It is extremely powerful and will not fall easily.

But for some reason, the young time dragon in my memory was pitifully weak, almost the same as an ordinary white dragon, and even the true spirit fragments came to the grassland of the past.

This means that this time dragon is probably dead!

But these doubts did not affect Ron's desire to see his memory after becoming a god.

Because that may contain clues to the time dragon artifact and secret treasure.

Legendary dragons like the Time Dragon basically spend their lives dealing with gods and god-like species, and they especially like to throw their treasures into the long river of time, letting them be tainted with the breath of time.

It is also commonly known as the "Time Treasure Game" among the legendary dragons.

In this game, the Time Dragon doesn't care who uses its treasure, as long as it returns to its own hands smoothly in the end.

Even if this process takes thousands of years, they don't care.

For them with infinite time, lifespan is just an ethereal thing between existence and non-existence.

No time dragon dies because its lifespan is exhausted.

"It would be great if we could get some clues about the time treasure from the memory of this time dragon."

Ron thought to himself, after all, no one would think he has too many treasures, right?

At this time the other side

After agreeing to Ron's request, the goddess of death stretched out her left hand and directly held the ball of light, slowly absorbing it into her body.

At the same time, the right hand where she and Ron were clasped together began to glow with white light.

Pieces of fragmented images gradually began to appear in the originally dark space, slowly filling it up.

Just like a shattered LCD screen going back in time, tens of millions of memory fragments formed a completely real three-dimensional picture in front of Ron.

"Is this memory sharing?"

Ron looked curiously at the new scene that gradually emerged in front of him, and subconsciously asked.

The goddess of death nodded and said with a smile:

"Well, little Ron is getting smarter and smarter. I can't bear to see you go."

(⊙o⊙)…

Ron didn't know how to answer this, so he just pretended to be stupid.

He doesn't want to spend the rest of his life here with the goddess of death just yet.

The outside world is so wonderful, and Ron wants to live for two more years to see the scenery he has never seen before.

"I don't want to die here with you. At most, I can find a way to send a Mecanshute here to chat with you for a while."

"I don't know if the goddess of death will like this kind of gift."

He thought to himself.

As for the promise made by the Goddess of Death, Ron could only say sorry.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the goddess of death was not angry.

She just smiled lightly, and then accelerated the recovery speed of the scene.

The methods used by the Goddess of Death were brutal.

She directly absorbed the true spirit fragments, and then let Ron watch the memories in them through the ability of memory sharing.

It was as if her body was filtering out those messy influences.

Ron didn't have that feeling of mental immersion at all now, just like watching an ordinary movie.

The broken scene slowly recovered.

What appeared in front of Ron's eyes was no longer the picture of the young dragon, but a huge palace engraved with countless silver and dark runes.

Obviously, in this time dragon's memory, those scenes of struggling to survive were far less profound than the scene where the Dragon Mother abandoned him.

And this hall was obviously the place that made the most profound impression on him as an adult.

"Temple of Time?"

Ron looked at the font suspended above the palace and read its name out of curiosity.

The goddess of death standing next to him quietly looked at the scene in front of her, with no sadness or joy on her face.

"Buzz——"

But when Ron said the name of the hall, Ron suddenly felt a sense of peeping.

It was like calling out the name of a god and then being looked at by that god.

"How is it possible that just by pronouncing the name of the palace, it will be sensed?"

Ron turned his head and looked at the Goddess of Death in shock.

He knew that the name of the god should not be spoken lightly, as that would make the god sense his presence.

Just like Ron would never say the full name of the Succubus Queen Malkanthet, and usually referred to her as "Ugly Bi" or "Crazy Woman".

But just by pronouncing the name of a palace, it will be sensed. This is the first time he has seen it.

This kind of thing has not been recorded in the Dragon Legacy!

The goddess of death frowned and slapped that feeling away with a wave of her hand.

"I seem to be causing trouble?"

Ron looked at the movements of the goddess of death and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, he doesn't know who is calling him."

"This is my place, no one can cross it."

She comforted Ron softly.

Then he raised his head, his cold eyes penetrated the multiverse and descended into the star realm.

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plane of heaven

Inside the Temple of Time

At this time, the Golden Dragon King has returned to the outside of the crystal wall of the Karen plane and continues to guard there to prevent the gods from noticing any abnormalities.

There is only one seriously injured Time Dragon God left in the entire Temple of Time, which is coughing up blood.

"Cough cough cough"

"I haven't seen anything yet, why did you just slap me?"

The Dragon God of Time coughed and thought in confusion.

I didn't see anything, I just heard a vague voice from the Temple of Time, why was I suddenly attacked.

Although no harm was done

But when you mentioned the name of my kingdom of God, you didn’t let me see it, and you directly launched an attack?

The evildoer files the complaint first? Is this right?

Just when He was ready, he wanted to control the long river of time to take another look at who was calling the name of His Kingdom of God.

Sudden!

A terrifying aura suddenly descended into the Temple of Time.

The silver-gray dragon scales exploded, and he opened his eyes wide and quickly turned to look at the illusory black shadow.

Without any precaution, the black shadow appeared silently behind the Dragon God of Time like a ghost.

The Time Dragon God looked at the familiar figure, swallowed dryly subconsciously, and then asked in a trembling voice.

"Why are you here?"

As he spoke, he quickly thought about the situation in front of him.

"In the plan, shouldn't this person wake up at this time? And she shouldn't be able to enter the star realm, right?"

"Who woke this guy up?"

The illusory black shadow gradually solidified into the appearance of a female human wearing a black robe and with a delicate figure.

It is the goddess of death whose body is far outside the multiverse!

She has now entered the star realm in a state similar to the projection of an ancient god!

The goddess of death looked at the nervous silver-gray dragon in front of her and slowly said:

"If you peek into his future again, I will tear up the agreement with Io and enter the star realm."

"At that time, I will clean everything up again without His intervention."

As the words of the goddess of death fell, the illusory black shadow instantly dissipated.

The Time Dragon God watched the last breath dissipate and opened his mouth, but in the end he did not say that sentence.

In the vast Temple of Time, there was only dead silence.

after a long time

"Why"

A long sigh echoed in the Temple of Time.

"As a result, there will be changes in the future. Damn it, these guys who transcend time are really annoying to the dragon."