The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 181 The Land of Reincarnation in the Multiverse
"this thing"

Ron looked at the mist that kept floating in the cup, which seemed to be like a soul, with a tangled face, and he really couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Not only human bodies will appear in the white mist, but also the mist that looks like elves, dwarves, and even dragons will appear!
They are like waves in the sea of ​​clouds, disappearing into the mist as soon as they appear.

"Don't you drink it? It's delicious."

The goddess of death strongly recommended it to Ron while sipping the true spirit tea.

Different from Ron's cup of pure white true spirit tea, the cup of true spirit tea in the hands of the goddess of death has a lot of mixed colors. In addition to the white mist, there are red, blue and green.
The colorful mist finally entered the small mouth of the cherry, and then turned into white mist and emitted from the mouth, disappearing in the space.

"It's not a question of whether to drink or not."

Ron frowned and asked:
"The ingredients for this stuff."

"Could it be the 'sea of ​​clouds' floating in the sky outside?"

"Yes~"

Looking at the Goddess of Death who admitted the source of "tea" without hesitation, the corners of Ron's mouth twitched slightly.

Don't you hesitate at all?
Isn't this equivalent to sucking people's souls?
How is this different from the group of notorious spirit suckers in the astral world?
[Spirits: A creature with powerful psychic abilities, also known as a mind flayer.An adult illithid stands about 6 feet tall and weighs about 170 pounds.The illithid's head looks like an octopus, its body is lavender, its skin is like cold elastic rubber, its eyes are milky white without pupils, and there are four tentacles near its mouth, covered in a reflective slime.Notorious for sucking the brains of sentient beings. 】

Sure enough, no matter how human-like they looked, these small habits exposed the ruthlessness of these gods.

Gotta find a way to get away quickly.
Ron thought to himself.

"I'm not too thirsty, so I won't drink for now."

The instinctive resistance made Ron refuse to drink this drink made of soul.

The ghost knows whether drinking this stuff will pollute one's spiritual sea.

He picked up the teacup floating in front of his eyes and gently placed it in the corner of the bed.

Out of sight out of mind.

Seemingly aware of the change in Ron's mood, the goddess of death also smiled slightly.

She slowly swallowed the last sip of True Spirit Tea in the cup, and then sighed deeply.

That sigh seemed to carry endless sadness and exhaustion, and the atmosphere in the room became heavy.

"Little Ron feels that drinking true spirit tea is devouring those souls, so he doesn't want to drink it."

"Is it right?"

Hearing this, Ron was a little silent, not knowing how to answer this.

People are knives and I am fish.

Even if the other party eats a rainbow dragon alive in front of him, he can't blame anything.

In a world where the weak prey on the strong, the strong have no reason to apologize, and the weak have no right to complain.

This is the basic rule of the way of survival. Why does he stand on the moral high ground and accuse a goddess who is in charge of death?
A faint spiritual mist slowly swam in the white porcelain teacup, but the room was silent.

The light outside the window shines through the white curtains and reflects on the draft paper on the wooden table, but the pencil sketches on the paper seem to be covered by a faint mist.

The dust in the room danced under the miserable moonlight, like a dream in memory.

There was a sense of stillness in the air, and the goddess of death watched the iridescent dragon quietly.

Suddenly, she asked a question:
"Do you know why I call it True Spirit Tea instead of Soul Tea?"

"this."

Ron frowned and thought for a moment.

He finds this question very strange. Do different names have different meanings?
Isn't it filled with souls?

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he simply replied:
"I do not know."

The Goddess of Death turned her head to look at the white ocean in the sky outside the window, with complex expressions in her eyes.

She explained slowly:

"Seeing is not necessarily true. All we can see is the past. A soul with a body will not go to the realm of the dead."

"The shell of the soul?"

Ron was a little confused, this was the first time he had heard of this.

The Goddess of Death nodded:
"What you see now is what the soul really is. However, the soul is not just a form, it has many possibilities."

"I call these removed souls [True Spirits]."

"As you think now, the Realm of the Dead is the place where some true spirits reincarnate, and it is also the place where the true spirits of the multiverse reincarnate."

Ron asked suspiciously:
"I know about the multiverse, but this is the first time I've heard of the true spirit? Since the soul can't reach the realm of the dead, what are those in the sky?"

Death did not speak,

She stretched out her palm and stroked lightly in the void.

As dots of starlight flashed, a large model thumbnail of a star field suddenly appeared in the sky in front of the two of them.

It looks like an irregular circular box, which contains parallel universes of different sizes.

Including the astral world that Ron is familiar with, countless planes of different time and space exist and sink in it.

In the depths of these universes, light suddenly flashed from time to time, and countless new planes were born in the darkness, and disappeared in the darkness.

In these new planes, the stars are bright, the planets are numerous, and life is quietly born on their respective planets.

At the same time, the stars of the old plane gradually lost their luster in the darkness, and the connection between the galaxies gradually broke.Stars die naturally and planets disappear in the depths of the universe.

In the end, the old universe vanishes into nothingness, leaving nothing but deep, dark solitude.

At this moment, the samsara of life and death seems to be in an endless cycle, and new life will continue in the universe until the end of the universe is destroyed.

Looking at the shocking scene in the void, the Goddess of Death slowly explained:
"This is the embryonic form of the multiverse. Countless lives will fall every day, and those helpless souls will return to the place of reincarnation in their space."

"They are also one of the basic elements that make up the multiverse, and they have never changed since ancient times."

As she said that, she waved her hand again, and those pictures shattered into countless different planes of wandering souls.

Ron could clearly see that one of the picture fragments was a corner of the underworld plane in the astral world.

"Some universes call the place of reincarnation hell, and some call it the underworld. They have different names, but their responsibilities are roughly the same. The dead soul will decompose and reshape there, and finally enter reincarnation."

"But there are always some souls who will be completely destroyed due to various reasons and cannot enter the underworld, which is the so-called soul flying away."

Listening to the explanation of the goddess of death, Ron suddenly thought that he seemed to have done this kind of thing when he met the dragon beast girl.

Wasn't that legendary lich completely destroyed by himself?

The Goddess of Death turned her head to look at the shocked Ron, and suddenly smiled.

"Aren't you curious about what will be left after the soul decomposes and dissipates?"

Looking at the vast multiverse, Ron swallowed subconsciously, and understood what the goddess of death meant.

He hesitated and said:

"What remains after the soul dissipates is the so-called true spirit?"

"That's right, little Ron is smart."

The goddess of death smiled and praised, but there seemed to be a trace of worry in her eyes.

She continued to explain: "The true spirit is not such a simple thing. It is the last mysterious power left in the universe after the soul dissipates. But it is also an extremely dangerous existence. If it is used maliciously, it may unleash destructive power."

"I see."

Ron groped his chin and pondered, while his legs sat cross-legged on the ground, and the tail behind him half-surrounded his body, shaking it from time to time.

That posture is very much like a big flying cat with its legs crossed.

The goddess of death standing opposite him was originally explaining the principle of the true spirit in a serious manner, but after seeing the swaying little tail, her eyes turned around involuntarily following it, and the light in her pupils became more and more intense .

At last she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Oh! Little Ron, you are too cute, why don't you leave, stay here with me, okay?"

The Goddess of Death suddenly reached out and rubbed Ron's face gently, and said with a smile.

That action was very much like the elder sister deliberately bullying and kneading the young and cute brother's face.

Ron smiled awkwardly, he was not used to being praised like this.

"As long as you don't leave, I can help you become stronger~~"

The seductive voice echoed in Ron's ears, and her graceful body sat on Ron's lap unconsciously.

Her speed was so fast that Ron didn't even see how she moved from the side of the bed to in front of him.

"Cough cough cough! No more!"

Ron was blushed by her sudden attack, and now the goddess with excellent figure was almost completely leaning on him.

You must know that he is now a human being, and it is easy to expose some bad things
He grabbed the pair of little hands that were constantly playing tricks on his face, forcibly broke free from the shackles of the goddess of death, picked her up by the waist, and threw her mercilessly on the mattress.

Throw you 'death'~~~
Stay here with the goddess of death?

Look at this world, which is only in black and white. What's the difference between this and being in prison?
Ron coughed dryly and forcibly changed the embarrassing topic:

"You haven't said why there are true spirits here, what are they doing in the realm of the dead?"

The Goddess of Death was not annoyed by being thrown onto the bed by Ron. She lay on the soft plush blanket and looked at Ron's blushing side face with a smile on her hands:

"Because only through here, the true spirits can reincarnate."

"This is the place of reincarnation in the multiverse. The number of true spirits in the entire multiverse is limited. If these true spirits do not undergo reincarnation, then the newborns in the universe will have a chance to become... well, probably unwise or vegetable Like that."

"At the same time, with the stagnation of the true spirit, the entire multiverse will gradually become unbalanced. As for the consequences of the imbalance?"

The Goddess of Death smiled slightly and did not continue to speak, obviously the result would not be too good.

Ron listened to her story thoughtfully.

It seems that the state of the black and white dragon body when I entered the narrow space of time and met the iridescent three dragon gods should be the true spirit form, right?

If the Rainbow Dragon God hadn't used divine power to recast his body, and the living phylactery hadn't been activated, theoretically he would have gone to the Realm of the Dead and become a member of the Sea of ​​True Spirits.

But there is still a doubt that Ron can't figure out.

"Then how do these true spirits reincarnate? Can they return to the original universe?"

The goddess of death did not speak, but turned to look at the things around him.

Ron followed her gaze and looked at the teacup beside him, when suddenly a bold guess appeared in his mind.

"True spirit tea?"

The Goddess of Death nodded:
"That's right, the true spirit tea that I drink every day is part of multiple reincarnations."

"These are dissipated souls in the teacup. Only by drinking them and absorbing those redundant emotions can I turn them into newborns with no past life emotions and return to their respective worlds to reincarnate."

"Otherwise, they will start a new life with the memory fragments of the previous life, and then there will be chaos in the multiverse."

"I see."

Ron thought about sorting out these big secrets about the multiverse.

Although his strength is not yet at this level, it is always good to know more knowledge.

Knowledge is an invisible power, and accumulating knowledge is to increase this invisible power for yourself, rather than doing useless work.

Suddenly, Ron's eyes lit up.

Didn't he almost perform the duties of the goddess of death just now?Will this indirectly gain a part of the authority of the priesthood of death?
Priesthood is a good thing, and this thing has a radish and a hole, it is difficult to find extra blank priesthood.

You can drink this tea, no, you must drink it!
It's a pity that after Ron figured it out, he hadn't waited for him to try it himself.

I saw that the goddess of death had crawled to her side at some point, picked up the cup of pure white real spirit tea that Ron had placed beside the bed, and drank it down with her head raised.

Then she puffed her cheeks, and raised her head innocently to look at Ron with a petrified face.

"Woooooooooooooooo?" (What's wrong?)

"It's okay, it's okay, I just feel a little thirsty suddenly."

Ron smiled awkwardly.

She drank it all, so she couldn't let her spit it out for herself.

Besides, there is such a large sea of ​​true spirits in the sky outside, so why not just find time to secretly taste it later?
If you can really get the priesthood of death, wouldn't it be
Just when Ron was thinking about how to steal a little priesthood of death and take it home.

Suddenly, his body was forcibly broken by a pair of small hands.

"Well!"

With the scent of bluebells, a soft, full and elastic warm touch is fed back to the brain from the lips.

Ron opened his eyes wide, looking at the beautiful face so close in disbelief.

A warm current slowly flowed into Ron's throat from where their lips met, nourishing the dry soul.

Probably due to the amazing power of the Goddess of Death, Ron couldn't even break free from the shackles of her embrace.

"Woooooo!"

The helpless iridescent drake uttered the loudest cry of veterinary distress.

　In order to prevent readers from being confused about the size comparison of planes and the important information in this chapter, here are three key points.

　　One:

　　Multiverse > Star Boundary > Single Universe > Complete Plane > Broken Plane
　　two:
　　The realm of the dead is not in the astral world, to be precise, it is not even in the multiverse, and belongs to an independent world.

　　three:
　　The sea of ​​souls in the sky of the Realm of the Dead that Ron saw was actually the sea of ​​true spirits, but he misunderstood it because it was so solid.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)