The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"My ethnicity is"

"Rainbow Dragon."

Ron looked at Tyrande with firm eyes, smiled and revealed his true identity that he had hidden for a long time.

"Forehead"

Tyrande looked at Ron sheepishly and raised his hand in embarrassment to ask:

"Please forgive my shallow knowledge, what kind of dragon is this rainbow dragon? I have never heard of this name."

Ron was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Really, have even the elves forgotten the name of Rainbow?"

"It's really a little bit unpleasant."

Ron sneered at himself, and the nine-colored light flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some decision.

"Then, starting from today, I will let the star realm remember this name again, and..."

Ron slowly clenched his fists and looked up at the stars, his eyes sharp.

"Let the gods experience again the power of this legendary dragon species."

His confident demeanor rubbed off on Tyrande.

Although she didn't quite understand what the other party meant, she also understood that she seemed to have witnessed a famous scene that might be widely circulated in the future star world.

"Rainbow dragon? I remember it."

Tyrande thought to himself.

——————

After talks with the five dragon gods, Ron successfully obtained safety guarantees for a certain period of time.

Currently, there are five scales of different sizes and colors hidden in his storage space.

That's the way to contact them,

When Ron encounters an enemy he cannot resist in the future, he can choose to call the Dragon God for help and enjoy the pleasure of having someone behind him.

Of course, he actually has a hidden option: for example, he can also choose to call the name of the goddess of death.

It’s just since calling the goddess of death’s true name thousands of times in the Assataya plane to no avail.

Ron had a vague premonition in his heart.

But there was nothing he could do about this matter.

That is the existence of great divine power!

Even if he wanted to help the other party, Ron, who only had the power of a demigod at this time, was helpless.

He could only pray silently:

"Perhaps the goddess of death is held back by something, which makes her unable to respond to her call. It will be fine after a while."

Despite this, Ron still showed that he was not ready to give all his hope to others.

"What do I need to do to become a god?"

This was the question that kept running through Ron's mind.

What he was thinking about was not the alternative method of becoming a god like casting a magic crown.

It is a plan to truly ascend to the level of a god and have your own kingdom and godhead!

Ron's brain was working at full capacity all the time now.

While processing daily thoughts, 99% of the brain's power is occupied by various hypothetical deductions about becoming a god.

The moment he saw the moon elf Tyrande, he had a bold idea in his mind.

"Maybe, this can work."

Ron stared at Tyrande, or to be precise, at the pair of slender ears that were unique to the moon elves, like a bright moon, and began to make crazy deductions in his mind.

But before getting down to business, those little bugs that bother the dragon still need to be dealt with.

"Wait a mininute."

Ron smiled and said hello to Tyrande, and then unfolded his dragon wings before she could react.

The colorful dragon wings with a wingspan of more than 200 meters (after reduction) covered the sky and the sun, and a huge shadow shrouded the entire nearby area.

The sun shone on Ron's elegant iridescent body, and a wheel of light automatically followed behind him.

The dragon wings waved lightly, and Ron's body appeared in front of the amethyst dragon Timira like a flash.

The Amethyst Dragon, which was originally stunned by the collision, suddenly felt dark in front of it.

Then a huge black shadow enveloped his body.

"Hey, your vitality is quite strong. I can't even kill you like this?"

The banter of business sounded overhead.

Hearing this, Timila shook her head, trying to get rid of the sand that had poured into her ears.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the giant dragon above his head with fear on his face.

The dragon's power, which was far beyond that of ordinary demigods, pressed against the Amethyst Dragon's body. His bones creaked under the pressure, and blood overflowed under his scales.

"Roar"

The Amethyst Dragon howled in pain.

"You! You can't kill me here. I am an amethyst dragon and I have the right to enjoy the no-fight rule set by the dragon tavern. We are all gem dragons, and there should be no relationship between us."

Timila was almost frightened by the might of the huge dragon. He got down on all fours and crawled backwards while shouting tremblingly.

"Who is a gem dragon with you?"

Ron picked his ears and said disdainfully.

"As for the no-fight rule?"

Ron's mouth opened at a subtle angle and he looked at the Amethyst Dragon sarcastically:

"I didn't want to kill you. We were just having a friendly competition between real dragons."

As he spoke, he looked at Tyrande who was very troubled not far away, smiled and added:

"Is not it?"

Like demonic whispers, they surrounded the mind of Amethyst Dragon Timira over and over again.

"I!."

The amethyst dragon Timira looked at the playful rainbow dragon and couldn't help but clenched her palms secretly.

The other party was obviously playing a trick on him.

But in order to survive, Timila is not even afraid of the Golden Dragon King, so the so-called dragon's dignity is naturally not worth mentioning.

Amethyst Dragon tried his best to squeeze out a cry-like smile on his face, and said with a flattering smile:

"Yes, we are just sparring. Now that the sparring is over, can I leave?"

He looked expectantly at the iridescent dragon opposite.

When most real dragons face such shameless fellows in battle, many of them will not kill them because of their dignity.

Unfortunately, he met Ron.

"What? You still want to spar?"

Ron made a fist with one hand, slapped it into his palm, and said in surprise:

"I see. Do you want to have a just showdown with me? Okay, I'll satisfy you."

"Wait, I didn't"

"Stop talking nonsense and come on!"

Amethyst Dragon Timila looked at the other party's performance in a daze.

"That's not what I meant."

Before he could finish speaking, a clenched dragon fist occupied his entire field of vision.

"boom!"

One punch breaks mountains and rivers.

A huge crack more than 10,000 meters deep appeared in the desert.

It's like a child's random scribbling on a white paper with his fingers stained with ink.

Countless sands surged into the blasted "canyon" like a wave.

But no matter how they fill it, they can't fill the gap in the crack. Instead, the entire sea of ​​sand is pouring in here.

Look at the gradually rising space turbulence.

Tyrande was certain.

This blow has caused permanent damage to the magic circle in the entire Dragon Tavern desert area, which must be closed and undergo major repairs before it can receive the arrival of the dragons again.

Otherwise, everyone may be thrown to different places by the irregular spatial turbulence while playing.

"It's so weak, so boring, and has no program effect at all."

"Can't you just be more intense like in the novel?"

After Ron took a look at the bloody mud-like thing lying in the center of the canyon, he complained dissatisfiedly.

It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with this scene performed in person.

As a standard iridescent dragon,

His ability to watch stage plays, join in the fun, and arrange the plot himself are all his innate talents.

It was just the remaining human habits and external pressure that made Ron instinctively suppress his thoughts.

But now, in an environment where the sky is high and Ren Longfei is in high demand, it is obvious that Ron has begun to slowly awaken this "directing talent".

"Your Majesty Ron!"

Tyrande called out to him anxiously, as if trying to dissuade him from showing mercy.

"Aren't you curious about what he just did?"

Ron suddenly turned his head, looked at the moon elf behind him and said calmly.

"What did he just do?"

Tyrande looked at the amethyst dragon at the bottom of the rift, whose scales had fallen off and was about to breathe in and out.

He took another look at the small cabin not far away that was well protected by Ron.

Tyrande's eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Could it be."

Ron nodded and responded casually:

"Yes, he has evil intentions towards Tina, and he was just about to enter the house through some kind of teleportation method to carry out the plan."

Ron looked at the astonished Tyrande, stretched out his dragon claw, and tapped the fine scales around his eyes:

"The first time I saw Tina before him, I felt the sudden malice."

"So I also treated him a little bit, and put a few magic markers on it."

As he said that, Ron glanced at the golden dragon lady who was still sleeping soundly, shook his head and said with a smile:

"Obviously, the magic circle you set up did not protect Tina well."

"If I don't come back in time, what if something happens to Tina? Faced with this situation, what would you do?"

This assumption simply does not exist. Ron was just teasing her and wanted to see her reaction.

Although the sleeping period of a true dragon is very important and is an instinct.

But the real dragon can control it.

Even if it really enters the slumber period, actions from the outside world can wake up the sleeping dragon, and with the blessing of anger, the awakened dragon will often display super-level combat power.

[Don’t disturb a sleeping dragon, unless you want to speed up your boring life! 】

——Halfling explorer Mokris

This unique sleeping mechanism also ensures that the Dragon's Lair will not be taken advantage of by thieves due to the owner's sleeping.

What's more, the artifact protective equipment worn by Tina are automatically triggered.

Even if Ron wanted to do it, it would take a lot of effort.

An amethyst dragon that has just grown up and is not even a legend?

Want to break her defense? Let’s first have the ability to tear those artifacts apart!

Thinking of this, Ron glanced at the Amethyst Dragon below.

After confirming that the other party was still on the verge of death, Ron was about to turn around and joke with the moon elf proprietress.

An astonishing killing intent suddenly erupted from his side and behind.

Ron turned around in surprise.

In the air, violent natural magic overflows.

A beam of emerald green light, centered on Tyrande's body, shot through the sky!

"Almost."

"Almost."

"Just a little bit. Am I going to lose Tina?"

"Same as Karan. Lost again"

The moon elf stood there and murmured.

Same dragon, similar plot.

The ancient red dragon she tortured and killed seemed to be resurrected. It waved its scarlet dragon wings and flew in her mind again.

The ancient red dragon was roaring crazily at her:

"You're just an incompetent weakling."

"What's the use of killing me? Can you save your granddaughter?"

"You will always lose children, partners, and friends throughout your life."

"You are a guy who can't even protect your family."

"You are, weak."

A thread in her heart seemed to be broken, and the fear and anger that had been entangled for hundreds of years suddenly occupied the peak of her intelligence.

"I'm not!"

Along with her voice, countless emerald green magic lights surrounded her body.

A set of silver battle armor covered with beautiful patterns slowly emerged from the void, wrapped around her original crimson dress.

This set of legendary armor, which is completely natural and inherited from the elves, has once again appeared in the eyes of the world after being collected by its owner for hundreds of years.

This armor that is more than thousands of years old has been soaked in the blood of demons, titans, and even elves.

Today, it seems to be drinking dragon's blood again.

Tyrande lowered his head, unable to see clearly the expression on his face.

"kill!"

Suddenly, she spoke.

She raised her head sharply, and the body of the giant dragon in front of her slowly overlapped with the back of the red dragon in her memory.

The original softness on Tyrande's face was no longer there, leaving only her blood-red pupils filled with murderous intent, and her long golden hair spread out behind her.

Those clenched little hands were quickly grasping the wild natural magic power.

Ron felt a strong killing intent emanating from Tyrande.

He could feel that this killing intent was not only a threat to the amethyst dragon, but also a threat to all surrounding lives except Tina.

This includes Ron himself.

"kill!"

"Kill you!"

"You bunch of evil dragons."

"Kill them all. Leave no one behind!"

Tyrande's eyes were dull and he muttered.

The rioting legendary magic almost dyed the entire sky above into turquoise.

Ron looked at Tyrande who was losing his mind not far away in surprise.

"Walter? How come this good elf suddenly changed from a neutral role to a chaotic and crazy one?"

Before he could say anything more.

Buzz——

The wand on Tyrande's waist instantly floated into the air, and several restrictive spells were applied to the iridescent dragon.

【Wrath of Nature】

It was as if the weight of the world was falling on Ron, locking him in place, unable to move.

at the same time.

Tyrande's hands were slowly condensing into a huge green bow of natural energy that was more than two meters long.

Then, she stretched out two white fingers and pulled the string in the air.

The unique "fragility of will" of the elves was exposed at this moment.

In fact, the spiritual power of elves far exceeds that of ordinary people, and the will of elven warriors is not weaker than that of any military type.

In Karen's three plane wars, even if the battle loss rate exceeded 90%, the elves never flinched.

A brave elf will not be afraid of any enemy.

But the only thing they fear is time.

Their emotions and thoughts do not match their own life journey of more than a thousand years.

Elves who value feelings and commitment are the easiest to be tricked by time.

"Qiang!"

An emerald green arrow in the shape of a knight's sword emerged out of thin air under Tyrande's huge natural magic power, and instantly condensed into an entity.

"I rely on (‵o′) convexity"

Without any time to think, Ron was immediately ready to fight.

Tyrande's wrist suddenly turned, and a green gem light shot out from her hand, hitting Ron directly.

Ron felt numb all over his body. He couldn't feel his wings and limbs, as if he was bound by some force.

He looked at Tyrande in horror, watching the green gem light on her bow string getting brighter and brighter, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

Tyrande looked at Ron indifferently, her eyes full of hatred and anger.

"Eric's Arrow!"

Time almost stopped at this second.

The violent emerald green arrow instantly cut through the void, with a black trajectory cutting through the space, and hit the heart of the iridescent dragon.

Poof!

The arrow passed through the dragon's heart smoothly and exploded instantly when it hit the center of the dragon's body.

"boom!"

The colorful dragon looked up to the sky and howled.

The dragon's body began to tremble uncontrollably, its huge body teetering on the edge, and iridescent blood spurted out from its mouth.

【Eric's Arrow】

[It originated from the creation of Mina Eric, the great hero of the elves and the son of prophecy, during the third plane war of Karen. 】

This is the strongest archery skill inherited from the elves.

Before Tyrande left the main city, there were only three legendary elves in the entire elves who had mastered this trick.

The arrow failed to return, and the silver armor was stained with blood.

The strongest arrow skill instantly broke through the solid scale armor protection and successfully took away the life of the giant dragon.

The unique colored blood poured down on Tyrande like rain.

The warm feeling from the iridescent dragon's blood instantly awakened Tyrande's sanity.

The blood in his eyes gradually faded, and his green pupils reappeared in the human world.

Looking at the breathing rainbow dragon in front of me.

"What the hell am I doing?"

Tyrande's legs suddenly gave way and she fell to her knees.

"It's wrong. It's impossible. It shouldn't be."

She tremblingly managed to hold up her body and crawled towards the rainbow dragon's body.

She didn't stop until she touched the scales with a ray of residual warmth.

Having experienced a real battlefield, she was convinced that she had touched a corpse.

The breeze blew through the moon elf's hair, and at the same time dispersed the smell of blood in the air.

Tyrande looked up at the sky with despair on his face.

She murmured with a dull look in her eyes:

"I"

"I killed Ron?"

"I killed Tina's partner with my own hands?" (End of this chapter)