The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 188 The memory fragment of the alien time dragon
snow

Blizzard!

A blizzard far exceeding force 12 raged between the frozen mountains.

The whole world is a vast expanse of whiteness, the sky and the earth are integrated, and the peaks and the land seem to be connected in a line, making people feel boundless loneliness and fear.

At this time, a thin but brave young dragon is slowly breaking out of its shell.

"Kara!"

Accompanied by the sound of broken glass, the young dragon started his life's magnificent adventure.

In the white snowstorm, the silver-gray figure of the young dragon is so dazzling.

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

At the end of its tail there are two protrusions of different lengths, which give it two tail tips.

Shards of eggshells and frozen food were scattered around the whelp's tiny body.

Compared with the mountains of meat piled up around it, the young dragon's body, which was only over three meters long, looked extraordinarily 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 frosty bed carrying the dragon eggs slowly dissipated as the baby dragon broke out of its shell.

The young dragon felt the warmth slowly dissipating from his body, and the biting cold hit him like a huge wave, but fortunately, its tight scales were strong enough to resist these.

The huge white dragon head that had been guarding for a long time fell down, staring at the little guy in front of him intently.

There are no dragon horns on the top of her head, only a bony neck crown. The triangular scales on her body are as smooth as a mirror, and her slender body exceeds 10 meters.

This is a standard young female white dragon.

Apparently she was also the one who injected magic power into the young dragon just now to help break the shell.

The baby dragon struggled to stand up. It was just born with a big head, looking at the dragon mother with sparkling eyes.

Mother of Dragon gently licked the remaining liquid on its body, 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 that 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 desperately slapped itself on the neck with its claws.

at last!

The wyrmling uttered the first dragon cry of its birth.

The voice it calls out is quite different from the dragon language.

"Roar!"

The clear dragon chant echoes in the wind and snow
There is no dragon language meaning, 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.

With a flick of her slender tail, Bai Longniang casually threw the dragon egg shell to the ground.

She didn't take away the frozen meat, but turned around silently, spread her dragon wings, abandoned the child she had hatched so hard, and rushed into the sky.

"Roar? Roar!"

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

While roaring, it stumbled and flapped the little dragon's wings, desperately chasing after 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 leaping speed.

First run, then jump continuously on the glacier crevasses of different shapes
最后

It stepped on the ice rock with all its strength at the same time, unfolded its silver-white wings covered with icicles, soared into the air, and charged into the air!
It flies!
The newly born "Little Dragon Beast" flapped its wings forward as best it could, chasing after its mother's back.

But the speed of that huge black dragon shadow was far beyond its comparability, it just disappeared completely in the wind and snow not long after.

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

"Woooo-"

The cries of the young dragon echoed in the snow-capped mountains, but there was no response.

The figure of Bai Longniang has disappeared from its memory forever since then, and it has never been seen again.

Fortunately, she left a pile of animal meat to the young dragon, so that it would not have to hunt alone in the snow-capped mountains when it was just born.

Immediately afterwards, the perspective of the young dragon was suddenly cut off, and the whole world seemed to stand still.

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

All memories slowly shrunk into a ball of light, and the world around them also became pitch black.

A vague voice sounded in the darkness
"Woooo-"

"wrong!"

"I'm not that whelp, I'm Ron."

"Woooo-"

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

"Damn it, is this the side effect of viewing the true spirit fragments?"

"Woooo-"

A blurred colored figure appeared in the spiritual sea, he was holding his head and frowning tightly, muttering to himself constantly.

This figure is Ron's true spirit.

At this time, he was trying to sort out the new memories in his mind, but it was as difficult as reaching the sky.

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

Now he feels that the memory in his mind has started to appear disordered, as if he is the abandoned baby dragon, and the sadness in his heart almost makes him cry on the spot.

At this moment, there were two voices in Ron's mind,
A voice told him it was a baby dragon of a white dragon, a variant white dragon.

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

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

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

suddenly!

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

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

"I don't know if you are lucky, little Ron, or you are too unlucky to encounter the True Spirit Fragment of the Time Dragon for the first time."

True spirits are not equal, and there are also high and low.

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

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

"I am"

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

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

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

Looking at the smiling goddess of death standing beside him, Ron couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

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

The horror of True Spirit's memory fragments far exceeded his imagination!
Ron thought that this thing was similar to the memory fragment of the soul, and it would not have much impact on him.

But after experiencing it for myself, I realized that this thing is not the same thing at all.

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

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

This contained not only the memories of his life, but also his mental 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 by itself?Why do I keep breathing?Why can I think for myself?This subconscious basic common sense.

Subconsciously, your brain seems to give only one point of view: can be can, there is no 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 in the true spirit record.

The key is!

He himself doesn't have any sense of disobedience, as if he should be like this by nature.

"Do you want to continue watching? There are still some memories of him becoming a god."

The Goddess of Death asked with a smile.

The temperature from her palm made Ron feel warm, expelling the bone-chilling chill that came from the soul of the young dragon just now, as if he was basking in the sun, making him feel extremely warm all over his body.

Hearing the question from the Goddess of Death, Ron shrank his head subconsciously, but couldn't help but nodded again.

He wanted to see what happened next.

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

Ron tentatively proposed to replace the true spirit memory playback device. He really didn't want to repeat the movie-watching experience just now.

Watching True Memory is definitely better than the so-called 18D movie, and the viewing experience is absolutely beyond the charts.

But the only disadvantage is that this thing is easy to look at and see yourself in.

At the end, I regarded myself as the protagonist in the movie.

"Well, it was originally impossible."

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

The Goddess of Death deliberately delayed for a while, looked at Ron's expectant face, and then said with a smile.

"Okay~"

"Great!"

After hearing the affirmative answer, Ron was relieved.

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

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

Ron recognized it at a glance, this is definitely a time dragon hatched from a white dragon egg!

Its iconic neck Mobius ring black scales and conspicuous two-needle dragon tail can prove this.

Although according to common sense, Shi Guanglong should have reached the legendary rank as soon as he was born, and he is extremely powerful and will not fall easily.

But I don't know why, but the young dragon of time in memory is pitifully weak, similar to an ordinary white dragon, and even the fragments of the true spirit came to the past life grassland.

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 this time dragon artifact and secret treasure.

The life of legendary dragon species like Time Dragon is basically dealing with gods and god-like species, and they especially like to throw their treasures into the long river of time, so that they can be contaminated with the breath of time.

It is also commonly known as [Time Treasure Game] among legendary dragons.

In this game, Time Dragon doesn't care who uses his treasures, as long as they return to his own hands in the end.

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

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

No time dragon died because of exhaustion of lifespan.

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

Ron thought to himself, after all, no one thinks they have 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 that she held tightly with Ron's ten fingers also began to glow white.

Pieces of fragmented images gradually began to appear in the originally pitch-black 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 gradually emerging in front of him, and asked subconsciously.

The Goddess of Death nodded and said with a smile:

"Well, little Ron is really getting smarter and smarter, and I'm a little bit reluctant to leave you."

(⊙o⊙)...

Ron didn't know how to answer this sentence, 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 exciting, Ron wants to live two more years to see the scenery he has never seen before.

"I don't want to die here to accompany you. At most, I will find a way to send a Meicanxiet here in the future to chat with you for a while."

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

He secretly thought in his heart.

As for the promise of the goddess of death, Ron can only say sorry.

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

She just smiled lightly, and then accelerated the restoration of the picture.

The methods used by the Goddess of Death are brutal.

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

It's like using her body to filter out those messy influences.

Ron doesn't feel that kind of thinking immersion at all now, just like watching an ordinary movie.

The broken scene slowly recovered.

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

Obviously, in the memory of this time dragon, those scenes of struggling to survive are far less profound than the dragon mother abandoning herself.

And this hall is obviously the place that impressed him the most in his adulthood.

"The Temple of Time?"

Ron looked at the font floating above the palace, and curiously read its name.

The goddess of death standing beside him quietly looked at the picture in front of her, with neither sadness nor joy on her face.

"Om-"

It's just that when Ron said the name of the hall, Ron suddenly felt a sense of peeping.

It's like calling out the name of a god, and then being watched by that god.

"How is it possible that just reading the name of the palace will be perceived?"

Ron turned his head and looked at the goddess of death in shock.

Don't read the god's name lightly, he knows it, and that will make that god sense his own existence.

Just like Ron would never say the full name of the succubus queen, Meikanshut, usually with the titles "ugly" and "crazy woman".

But just reading the name of a palace will also be sensed, this is the first time he has seen it.

There is no record of such a thing in the inheritance of the dragon!

The Goddess of Death frowned, and shattered that feeling with a wave of her plain hand.

"I seem to be in trouble?"

Ron watched the movement 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 go beyond it."

She comforted Ron softly.

Then he raised his head, his indifferent eyes penetrated the multiverse and descended on the star realm
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heaven plane

Inside the Temple of Time

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

In the entire Temple of Time, there was only one seriously injured Time Dragon God, who was coughing up blood.

"cough cough"

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

Time Dragon God was coughing and thinking with some perplexity.

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

Although no harm

But you said the name of my kingdom of God, and you didn't let me see it, and you directly attacked?
The villain should file a complaint first, is that right?

Just when he was ready, he wanted to control the long river of time and take another look at who the person who called his name of the kingdom of God was.

suddenly!

A terrifying breath suddenly came to the Temple of Time.

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

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

Time Dragon God looked at the familiar figure, swallowed 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 his heart.

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

"Who the hell woke this up?"

The illusory black shadow gradually solidified into the appearance of a charming female human in a black robe.

It is the goddess of death whose body is far outside the multiverse!
She has now entered the astral world in a state similar to the projection of an ancient god!

The Goddess of Death looked at the silver-gray real dragon with a tense expression in front of her, and said slowly:

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

"At that time, I don't need him to take action, I will clean everything up by myself."

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

Time Dragon God watched the last ray of breath dissipate and opened his mouth, but he didn't say that sentence after all.

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

long after
"Hey"

A long sigh echoed in the Temple of Time.

"In this way, there will be variables in the future. Damn it, this group of guys who are out of time is really annoying to the dragon."

(End of this chapter)