The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 193 The Seed Named Hope【Two in One】

Silent all night.

Ron is very busy tonight, his work is so heavy tonight that he has no time to consider the passage of time.

He didn't stop what he was doing from the time the night fell until dawn was about to rise.

The fluorescence emitted by the Sea of ​​True Spirits in the sky illuminated his cheeks, and also illuminated the items on the table.

It was a pile of all kinds of complicated and delicate magical mechanical parts.

A fresh, light palm oil scent emanates from these components made of pure Mithril.

If Yinlong Shirley saw this scene, she would definitely call out: This is what real magic mechanics should look like!
"Have you been doing it all night without knowing it?"

"Really, does Danglong have to work overtime, or take the initiative to work overtime."

Ron looked at the scattered magical mechanical parts on the table and said mockingly.

He built the parts out of materials he had "hardly collected over the years", and every detail was carefully designed and machined by him.

Of course, Gandalf's family and the Duke Green's family may have contributed a little bit of credit.

Just a tiny bit!

"Hand rubbing the magic guide machine, if you go back to that world, at least you have to give me an eighteenth-level fitter certificate?"

His fingers gently caressed these parts, as if feeling their unique breath and energy.

Ron took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

At this moment, there are too many thoughts and emotions in his mind, so he needs some time to organize his thoughts.

After a while

He put down the magic equipment parts in his hand, raised his head and stood up slowly, then walked to the opposite corner of the desk, and opened the curtain with a swish.

The glassless window was open.

Ron stared at the endless sea of ​​true spirits in the sky, took a deep breath of fresh air, and felt the coolness and comfort of the wind blowing on his cheeks.

He took out the strange box with a quality beyond the artifact, and took the Sphinx couple out of the box.

Two clusters of shining white light appeared in the palm of his hand, and the originally blurred mist became extremely solid, like suet white jade.

Look at the pair of true spirits who are so strong that they are not normal.

No matter how stupid Ron was, he could have thought that he could have left long ago.

The effect of that super artifact may only take 10 minutes to restore the true spirit of the Sphinx to the point where it can travel through planes.

Although he was kept for a few more days, neither he nor the goddess of death took the initiative to expose this matter.

This is a tacit understanding between the two.

"You two, it's time to go home with me."

Ron kept the two true spirits who were slowly regaining consciousness in a magic prop in the shape of a white jade bottle.

The Goddess of Death presented Ron with two magical props for storing souls at the beginning of his arrival, one in the shape of a bottle and the other in the shape of a bottle.

One of them is used to store the true spirit of the Sphinx, and the other is used to store the power of the original succubus that Ron put on his tail.

Maybe the Goddess of Death didn't like the taste, anyway, she forced Ron to take off the material used to cast the magical crown on the first day of his visit.

"There is one last process left for the Magic Mechanism, which needs to be assembled before dawn."

Thinking of this, he turned his head and happened to bump into the pair of beautiful eyes on the bed looking at his back.

There are only one inch of autumn waves, and there are not many pearls in thousands of dendrobiums.

"you're awake?"

"I didn't sleep."

Ron smiled self-deprecatingly.

"That's right, you are a god, how come you sleep like that group of humans all day long."

The Goddess of Death didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Her eyes are as clear and clear as the clear autumn sky, and the eyeballs are flickering, like two shiny black gemstones.

"Little Ron really wants me to fall asleep and leave secretly?"

The goddess of death was lying on the bed at this time, with her chin propped on her left hand, and her right hand playing with her hair, and she smiled and said what he had done.

Leaving without saying goodbye is what he used to be best at.

Ron waved his hand and returned to the table to continue polishing the parts.

"How is it possible, how could I do such a stupid thing, you have taken me shopping for so many days, and you still want to say something before you leave."

"Besides, leaving without saying a word is called running away. I'm not an irresponsible dragon."

As he spoke, he assembled the machines of different sizes in order, and at the same time carefully carved the magic lines of the magic circle on them.

A faint light illuminated his pupils.

The guardian rune emitting emerald green light slowly rotates in it.

The Goddess of Death didn't speak, but just quietly watched the back of his work.

Just like back then, she looked at his back.

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"From now on, if you clenched your fists and shouted my name, I will come to save you, but don't forget that when you are bullied, you have to clenched your fists."

"One day, I will take back everything you lost."

"I made an oath. This time... I must rescue her. Not to a certain person, but to my soul."

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Scenes from the past resurfaced in her mind, and before she knew it, the silver beads had slid across her cheeks.

A fallen star cannot dim the starry sky;

One flower withers, barren can not be the whole spring.

You once said that there are as many people in the world as there are stars in the sky.

But there is only one moon in the sky, and there is only one you in the world.

Countless farewells, countless encounters, in exchange for the beginning of the next reincarnation.

Ron didn't know what was going on behind him, and while quickly integrating all the parts, he said parting words:
"Although I'm not good at saying goodbye. But some things can't be done just because I'm not good at it."

He assembled all the parts and carved the last line, and a silver-white machine like a work of art appeared in front of the two of them.

Its shape is a bit like a silver-white stone with four chamfered corners, surrounded by light blue magic lines. The energy core of the whole machine is a drop of Ron's hard work, and seven-color magic factors flow in it, emitting gentle fluorescence to illuminate the entire machine. This black and white world.

"It's finally done!"

A gleam of joy flashed in Ron's eyes. You must know that this thing took nearly two hours of his precious time!
Now he has a feeling that he stayed up all night to catch up with the paper and finally handed it in one second before the deadline.

Suddenly, his body stiffened.

A pair of small hands gently hugged Ron from behind, silver-white hair hung on his shoulders, and the faint scent of bluebells filled his nostrils.

That touch of tenderness seemed to be a silent dissuasion, conveying the intention of persuasion.

He gently grabbed the goddess' little hand and held it in his own, feeling her soft skin and warm breath.

Ron was silent, turned around, looked at the Goddess of Death with blurred eyes, lifted the thing in his hand and shook it.

"A serious farewell and a vigorous reunion is what we should do."

He said seriously, then grinned and joked:
"Besides, it's not that I won't come. Your atmosphere makes me look like I'm going to leave forever. I'm very embarrassed!"

"Although I know that my charm value is very high, but your performance will make me mistakenly think that my charm is enough to charm a true god, and it will be easy to cause big troubles then."

Laughter dilutes the trouble of parting.

The Goddess of Death looked at Ron who was grinning badly, and responded to him with a smile:
"Ah."

She gently laid her head on Ron's heart, feeling the beating of the heart, and said in a low voice:
"Ron, you must not forget our agreement."

"Just put a hundred hearts on it!"

Ron wanted to pat his chest to guarantee a wave, but it was a pity that the goddess of death occupied there.

He had no choice but to pat her butt.

If it was someone else's decision to jump on the high-explosive hammer Ron, even Vivienne would turn her head away with a blushing face.

The goddess of death didn't move, but hugged him even tighter.

In this world, she is the only one who doesn't care about Ron's actions.

"So, can you let me go now?"

"Don't let go~~"

Ron looked at the goddess who buried her head in her arms and played a rascal, shook the silver-white mechanical device in her hand and said helplessly:
"If you hold it like this, I can't even introduce it to you."

"I can see it, you just say it."

The goddess of death said sullenly.

"That's right, I almost forgot."

It was only then that Ron remembered that this girl who was like the sister next door was actually a god.

Things like eyes are just her embodiment, not her observation organs.

In theory, nothing in the realm of the dead can escape her invisible eyes.

"That's fine."

Ron pointed to the device in his hand and said:
"This thing is a [game console] device specially modified by me. There are some games I have played in it, such as Monopoly, Dragon Rio, Contra, Hearthstone, etc."

As he spoke, he scratched his head and turned on the projection device, showing her how to operate it.

With the input of magic power, a huge game screen appeared in the air, occupying most of the entire room.

With Ron at the center, the entire bedroom was magically transformed into a prairie, and there seemed to be some different animals wandering far away.

For the first time in the black and white world, green grass and colorful flowers appear, they are all so real, making people feel as if they are in the real world.

Just like a virtual projection device, the entire game screen can be projected onto any substance through the transformation of the magic circle.

Icons of different colors are shown on the game screen, and each icon is shining with a unique light, which makes people want to explore the secrets behind them.

Looking at the scenes in front of him, Ron couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

"These magical technologies are really technologies that can change the world. It's a pity that the star realm always respects strength and is not interested in the development of these bells and whistles."

"I don't know what it would be like to have a city where magic technology has been developed to the extreme."

As Ron controls the device to play the game, the surrounding environment is also changing.

Seabed, wheat field, city, molten mountain.
The light in the death tower is dim, but the light in the game screen illuminates the entire room, making people feel as if they are really in the game world.

In this world, he and she are the only two characters.

"I think you are quite boring when you stay here by yourself, can you play this game to relieve boredom?"

"Although this thing is not useful for increasing your strength, it is still very useful for passing the time. I don't know what kind of game you like to play, so I recorded all the steam games I remembered before, probably a few thousand, I'll update you when I come next time."

"kindness."

The Goddess of Death still buried her head in Ron's arms, and made a dull sound. I don't know if she is sad or happy or other emotions.

Ron looked at her smooth silver hair and showed a gentle smile.

"I'm a little thirsty, how about some real spirit tea?"

"No cups today."

Ron looked at the set of white porcelain teacups on the table, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Can’t you see such a big cup? Are the current gods so careless when they tell lies?
As he thought about it, he lowered his head to look at the goddess, only to find that she was also secretly looking at him.

The matter of tacit understanding has never been enhanced or faded by time.

Ron showed a helpless smile, and said softly:

"The first time I drank it, I didn't use a cup."

"Well!"

A grunt sounded.

Before he could finish his sentence, the Goddess of Death suddenly raised his head and forcibly sealed his mouth.

The familiar warmth came again.

Ron wanted to say something, but was stopped by the movement of the goddess. He could only helplessly look at the goddess in his arms and let her vent her dissatisfaction.

The surrounding game screen also changed into the original grassland.

The breeze blew across the grass, flipping the goddess' long silver hair, and the flower buds hidden under the grass slowly bloomed, exuding a fresh and graceful breath.

The wind rises and falls, and the mind rises and falls.

After an unknown amount of time, the two slowly separated.

The goddess of death stared at Ron, and the corner of her mouth moved slightly, as if she had something to say.

But she never took that step.
Stop at the lips, hide in the heart.

In the end she just smiled and looked away.

The taste from before still remained in his mouth, but this time the true spirit tea seemed extraordinarily sweet.

A faint warmth reverberated in his body, growing his soul at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The amount of true spirit tea this time far exceeds the amount of the first time. The purest soul power has nourished and strengthened Ron's soul by a large circle, making it reach an incredible level of tenacity!
Now Ron feels that his soul can even live independently outside the body, becoming a spiritual life!
The atmosphere of silence between the two lasted for a while, and then Ron broke the embarrassment:
"How about some more?"

Ron licked his lips and said a little bit more.

It feels like after so many times, my soul can directly become a god.

True dragons are always greedy and dissatisfied with the status quo, even legendary dragons are the same.

The Goddess of Death was really angry and funny seeing him dissatisfied.

She tapped Ron's nose lightly, shook her head and said:

"These are the limits of what you can bear at present. Even if I wash away all the memory fragments of the true spirit, the characteristics derived from instinct will also affect your character, and your true spirit will be in big trouble at that time."

"Fine."

After listening to the explanation of the goddess of death, Ron didn't feel too disappointed.

After all, it is the power of whoring for nothing, whether it is more or less, in the final analysis it is earned by oneself.

He turned his head and turned off the game machine, and the whole room returned to a monotonous world with only black and white.

Ron coughed twice, and said slowly:
"Ahem, actually, I have one more thing for you."

"What is it?"

The Goddess of Death looked at Ron curiously.

This time the character of reincarnation seems to have changed a lot from before, not only left her a parting gift for the first time, but even two.

"Well, I can't tell you the specifics, anyway, I just posted last night because of my feelings."

While talking, Ron took out the piece of work that really took him a whole day to complete from the void.

In fact, the construction of the game console is not responsible at all, Ron just made it by the way.

The real gift is this "seed" in his hand.

With Ron's movements

An emerald green light illuminated the entire room, and the goddess of death slowly opened her eyes wide as she looked at the things in his hands.

"This is?"

Ron scratched his head, looked at the entity condensed by the power of protection in his hand, and said uncertainly:
"This is probably a seed."

This is after Ron returned to the death tower yesterday, when he checked the items in the spiritual sea, he suddenly felt it after seeing the seed of the kingdom of God.

In that mysterious and mysterious state, he used the power of protection to make an item very similar to the seed of the Kingdom of God.

After the inspiration faded away, Ron came back to what he had done.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even make a second guardian power seed.

He stuffed this unique gift in the world into the hands of the goddess of death.

"I don't know what kind of flowers will grow out of this thing, but you just take it as a thought, watering the flowers when I'm not around, and planting trees is also good."

Looking at the seed engraved with the guardian rune symbol in his hand

She froze for a moment, and then an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Like a ripple on the face, it quickly crossed the face, and then condensed into two sparks in the eyes, which disappeared in the depths of the eyes in an instant.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)