The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"I"

"I killed Ron?"

"I killed Tina's partner with my own hands?"

She didn't know why she became like this, why she killed this friend that Tina cared about every day.

Facing the great changes above.

The amethyst dragon lying in a bloody state at the bottom of the canyon, its body about to be buried in the yellow sand, burst into ecstasy on its face.

"What a good death! What a good death!"

"Well done, Tyrande!"

"What a rainbow dragon, what a legendary dragon species, they're just corpses that can talk!"

The amethyst dragon Timira seemed to be going crazy, and he burst into an endless stream of curses that he had never heard before at the rainbow dragon corpse above.

Beneath the solemn and elegant appearance, the soul may not necessarily be nobler.

It's a pity that his throat was broken by Ron's punch, otherwise the Amethyst Dragon Timira would have even prepared to sing a song to celebrate this day.

And when his excited roars reached the top, they were more like weak puppy whimpers.

"My lord, Gemstone Dragon God, is today my lucky day?"

The Amethyst Dragon controlled the power of his mind and slowly forcibly put his broken bones back together.

The severe pain was enough to kill a human being, but the Amethyst Dragon Timira seemed to be used to it and did not let out any screams.

He ignored the severe pain, without blinking an eye, and performed the bone grafting surgery on himself as skillfully as a puppet.

Click! Kara!

The heart-wrenching sound of bones being pieced together echoed at the bottom of the canyon, and the hissing sound of minced meat growing back into flesh was mixed in, adding to the horror.

Amethyst Dragon's injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye!

While repairing your body.

The Amethyst Dragon raised its head and looked at the fresh colorful dragon corpse above.

"Gudu."

He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, tears of sadness flowed unconsciously from the corner of his mouth.

Recalling the flash of light on Ron's scales at that time, Timila had a bold idea in her mind:

"Maybe. Just eat his body."

"Perhaps, the curse that haunts me will be offset by that wonderful magic immunity ability."

Timila couldn't help but get excited when she thought that the problem that had troubled her for ten years might be solved by some mistake.

"It must be the Gemstone Dragon God who is protecting me. He must not have the heart to see me die, so he sent me this gift on purpose."

Think of this.

Amethyst Dragon Timila's eyes began to look pious and solemn when looking at the corpse.

This is a blessing from the Dragon God and cannot be treated as ordinary food!

"Thanks to the great Dragon God for his blessings, I, Timila, will definitely give it to you forever."

Amethyst Dragon muttered a prayer while repairing its body.

Unfortunately, he was interrupted by a familiar figure just halfway through his prayer.

"Hey, what are you doing over here?"

Timila raised her head stupidly.

Colorful dragon scales, three sharp protrusions at the tip of the tail, crown-like dragon horns, and the iconic nine-color dragon pupils

The iridescent dragon in front of me was stroking his chin and smiling half-smilingly. Who else could it be if it wasn't Ron?

"Impossible, aren't you dead?"

Timira screamed and retreated like crazy.

It's a pity that he didn't make any sounds or movements.

Golden chains slowly appeared in the air, slowly binding him up.

[Nine Rings of Magic·Logosanne’s Binding Necklace]

Although I don’t know why the God of Rainbow Dragon Magic had to give this nine-ring confinement magic such a strange name as a binding necklace.

But Ron has always been a pragmatist. He doesn't care what the name is, as long as it's easy to use.

Unknowingly, this amethyst dragon had been controlled by Ron's magic power to bind his entire dragon in place.

The mouth cannot speak, the body cannot move, and the whole body cannot move.

This is the current state of Amethyst Dragon.

Ron smiled and tapped the Amethyst Dragon's newly restored head:

"You haven't appeared in the next scene yet, so just stay down there."

The great director Ron didn't allow his first performance to be tarnished.

The amethyst dragon looked at the resurrected rainbow dragon in front of him with fear in his eyes.

He tried to turn his eyes upward, but saw that the body was still there.

"Impossible! The blood and the corpse are obviously real. I can't be wrong!"

"How on earth did you do that?"

Timira tried to roar and question the dragon in front of her.

Unfortunately, under the constraints of the nine-ring magic, those dragon words were only left with the sound of "woo woo".

Ron knocked on his head and said with a smile:

"I'm quite impatient. I can't tell that he's a showman."

"Just wait here quietly for a while. It will be time for you to appear soon."

"Remember, don't steal the show, and don't add drama to yourself."

The next moment, Ron's figure disappeared in front of Timira like a ghost.

Amethyst Dragon opened his eyes wide and looked in disbelief at the direction where the phantom disappeared.

"There are no spatial fluctuations, and there are no signs of movement in the surrounding wind. How did he disappear?"

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At this time, above the canyon.

Next to Ron's "body".

"I killed Ron."

Tyrande collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Facing the scene in front of her, she could no longer control her trembling legs.

"What on earth am I doing!"

"What to do, what to do, how should I face Tina."

When I think of the sunny golden dragon girl who looks exactly like my granddaughter, and her expression when she saw this scene

"ah--!"

The moon elf clenched his hands and howled in pain.

With this heartbreaking cry.

The originally shining green gem light on Tyrande's body began to become extremely unstable.

They are like dying fireflies, flickering on and off, constantly flickering.

This is a very dangerous signal!

Tyrande was questioning his own strength.

She was questioning why she had these things in the first place.

For a moment, she suddenly thought:

"What would it be like to be an ordinary human being without these powers?"

"Perhaps that way, I won't have to endure the pain of family separation."

"Perhaps these powers are the source of evil"

With this thought, the surrounding natural elements began to riot.

Idealism

It is the most important support point for the extraordinary power of the star realm!

A mage can accumulate magic power through meditation and enlightenment, a warrior can build a strong body through strong will, and a poet can improve himself through continuous writing and creation.

Painting, philosophy, music, travel.

These are all ways to improve mental strength.

When you practice through these methods day after day, you will gain power beyond ordinary people.

While gaining extraordinary power, they will also slowly increase the power of the "heart" in your body.

But when a mage no longer trusts magic and magic, when a warrior begins to question his sword, when an archer is afraid of shooting.

So, that means.

They are rejecting their own power!

Therefore, power will also leave her body because of this terrible will.

Just like the mayor and guard captain of Windmill Town.

Although the two of them didn't say anything on the surface, they were actually stuck in the past and couldn't extricate themselves.

The external manifestation is that the two talented teenagers eventually lost themselves to everyone.

Marshall who became a Grand Magician at the age of 17.

After that, he never took a step in the field of magic in his life.

same

Luke, who became a gold-level swordsman at the age of 17

He will always stay at this level until now.

When you begin to wonder if you should or are qualified to master extraordinary powers.

Extraordinary power will also disappear as your heart questions.

In this life, a person may give up many things and many people.

But the scariest thing is to give up on yourself.

At this time, Tyrande was on the verge of collapse.

It wasn't how deep her feelings for Ron were or how much she valued them.

It's just a simple accumulation of the past and the present.

The failed battle of World Tree, the death of children, the death of partner, and the disappearance of granddaughter

Tyrande was almost breathless under the pressure of all these things.

And Ron and Tina happened to be the straw that broke the camel's back.

Countless light spots of natural magic power overflowed from Tyrande's body and flew into the air.

"Ho--"

"Ho--"

"Ho--"

Tyrande grabbed her own throat and opened her mouth to try to breathe.

But the feeling of drowning still surrounded him.

She felt like she was out of breath.

A continuously twisting, huge round emerald-green light slowly emerged from her body.

That's the source of her magic.

It is the root of her strength.

This thing is invisible and intangible, but it is real and indescribable.

Even gods find it difficult to detect doubts in a person's "heart" - that's how it should be.

But with the power of the guardian runes in his body, Ron was able to see this amazing scene!

"this thing"

Ron frowned and looked at the ball of light slowly flying out of Tyrande's body.

When he saw that the huge legendary magic power in Tyrande's body was about to fly away.

A dragon claw wrapped in emerald green protective light suddenly stretched out and grabbed it with lightning speed.

"I didn't expect that I am so important in your heart, Ms. Tyrande."

A standard Draconic Elf language came out from behind Tyrande (real dragons don't like to speak the Elf language, due to the discomfort of the blood).

"This really flatters me~"

Tyrande didn't wait for him to realize who was speaking.

"Then in return."

"Snapped!"

The emerald green dragon claw that grabbed the source of magic ran directly along the back where the source of magic was connected to Tyrande, and slapped it in.

Tyrande felt that the feeling of drowning suddenly disappeared, and turned into a feeling like soaking in a hot spring.

The power is all back!

But then

The huge dragon claw wrapped with protective power did not hesitate at all, but continued to fall, colliding hard with the moon elf's white and weak back.

"puff!"

Perhaps Ron used too much force, but Tyrande was hit by the huge impact and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Sorry, I couldn't control my strength~"

Ron looked at Tyrande who was coughing up blood with a smile, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.

Black blood spurted out from the Moon Elf's mouth and nose, spreading slowly across the ground like oil.

Tyrande coughed and looked down.

Look at the dull black blood on the ground.

This should also contain the frustration that has accumulated in Tyrande's heart for many years.

After spitting out the blood, Tyrande felt much better.

However, Tyrande ignored these chores and quickly turned his head to look at Ron's position.

The familiar iridescent dragon, the real dragon whose heart she had clearly pierced, stood before her eyes alive and intact.

"you"

Tyrande stood there dumbly,

She looked back at the corpse behind her, and then at the real dragon in front of her.

A sense of absurd reality suddenly came over me.

"What exactly are you"

She looked at Ron, opening and closing the corners of her mouth but making no sound.

Ron raised a dragon finger and shook it twice, talking like a gentleman:

"As a price for attacking me, it's not a loss for you to take this hit."

"If it weren't for the fact that you are still sharp, and if it weren't for the good relationship between you and Tina, the crime of attacking the real dragon would not be as simple as a slap."

"So, what are we?"

Ron hadn't finished speaking yet.

Tyrande suddenly stood up and sprinted towards Ron.

Ron stopped speaking and waited for her further action.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly and slowly landed on the colorful scales on Ron's chest.

That's where the heart is.

Feel the warm beating of your heart.

Tyrande finally couldn't bear it anymore. She covered her mouth with one hand and shouted with tears in her eyes:

"Is it true, you are really not dead?"

"Of course, it will be replaced if it's fake."

Ron raised an eyebrow.

Looking at the moon elf who still had his right hand on his scales, he opened the corners of his mouth slightly and said jokingly:

"Although I know I am very charming, are you a little too bold, Ms. Moon Elf?"

"It is not the etiquette that the elves should have to sneak up and touch the dragon scales in broad daylight."

"how did you do it?"

Tyrande did not answer Ron's teasing words, but urgently asked him about his resurrection from the dead.

"I meant that."

"You clearly know that I have determined that you are dead, but now..."

Tyrande pointed to the corpse not far away and said somewhat helplessly.

This moon elf, who had always dealt with things elegantly and calmly, was now in a state of chaos, his mind was buzzing, and he had completely lost his usual calmness.

Normally, she would have guessed the clues.

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Ron stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile:

"It's just a simple mirror magic. The little research I did in the royal capital was not worth mentioning."

He said this, but he couldn't suppress it and the corners of his mouth almost tilted to the sky.

The smile of the Dragon King.jpg

Obviously, Ron was very proud that his improved mirror magic could deceive a high-level legendary moon elf.

This is something that even gods may not be able to do.

This is also thanks to the moment of "willingness" to be used as experimental material.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Ron to develop [Entity Mirror], a branch of mirror magic, out of thin air.

"Snapped!"

The sound of Ron's snapping fingers fell.

Rainbow dragon corpse, colorful blood, a big crater made by falling to the ground, and stones stained red with blood.

In Tyrande's disbelieving eyes.

All the surrounding dragon corpses were like illusory soap bubbles, disappearing without a trace with a pop.

like that

The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror.

Always elusive.

All that was left was the vast yellow desert, completely covered with dust.

Oh, I almost forgot.

The huge canyon crack not far away is also real, and there is an amethyst dragon bound by a tortoise shell underneath.

"Bah bang bang!"

Ron clapped his hands, trying to distract Tyrande's dull gaze.

"Okay, don't stand there stupidly, it's time for this show of the Dragon's Fall to come to a close, and we have to move on to the next scene."

Facing the moon elf who was still standing there dumbly.

Ron had no choice but to "reluctantly" stretch out a finger, push her butt from behind, and drive her towards the room where Tina was sleeping.

There's no way, the size difference is too big.

Although Tyrande is over 1.8 meters tall, her body shape is also Fengyun.

But compared to Ron's thick dragon claws, she looked quite petite, and her body was even less than 1/4 of the length of Ron's little finger.

"Hurry, hurry, it's time to change. If you're late, there won't be any lunch."

Tyrande felt rear.

The strange feeling was something she had never felt before.

Listening to the rustling sound caused by the dragon scales pushing the silver armor, the moon elf lady finally came back to her senses.

She exclaimed and shouted in panic:

"No! Don't push me, I can walk by myself." (End of Chapter)