The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

After erasing the psychological suggestion and a small piece of the dragonborn's memory, Ron successfully passed the test and dragged Elizabeth, who was full of suspicion, forward.

It can be seen that due to the celebration, the entry control into Longjing City has become much stricter.

Ron guessed that this might be related to the record of the civil strife between the five-colored dragon and the dragon god.

After all, in ancient times, the Avisa plane once had a more resounding name - the original dragon world.

They stepped onto the blue short-distance teleportation array behind the guard at the outer city gate, and then went through two inspection checkpoints of different modes. After passing all of them, the two were considered to have truly passed the inspection.

"Strange, when did these dragons become so cautious?"

Elizabeth was bored, holding a few strands of silk in her mouth. She used her deft tongue to tie them into various animal shapes while mumbling something.

After saying this, she proudly stuck out her tongue, revealing the delicate silk thread on the tip of her tongue:
"Hey, do you think I look good?"

"hehe."

Ron turned his head and ignored this boring and stupid woman.

Do you think I don't know that thing is called lust mark?
Humph, ridiculous. Would I tell you that I had studied how to draw 39 other kinds of obscene patterns in my previous life?
Once you step into Dragon City, the first thing that catches your eye is a wide main street.

Tall honeysuckle trees are planted on both sides of the street. When they are in full bloom, thousands of star-shaped petals gently fall in the breeze. The whole street looks like it is covered with a carpet of gold and silver petals. The scenery is very spectacular.

The petals shimmer with a soft luster under the sunlight, adding a dreamy color to the city.

Walking along this dreamy road, you will see all kinds of shops and stalls on the streets, which is the best reflection of the cultural diversity of the astral world.

Shops opened by people from all races are filled with rare treasures from all planes of the astral world.

For example, rare magic materials, legendary weapons and equipment (the authenticity is not guaranteed, but every year there are shops smashed by groups of golden dragons who come to uphold justice), and gems and rare objects with special magic powers.

The stalls are filled with a wide variety of exotic snacks, some of which exude an enticing aroma, such as astral barbecue and elemental jelly; others are filled with the unique magical aura of dark cuisine, such as Night Shadow Mushroom Soup and Plague Meat Pie, providing rich choices for visitors from different origins.

In the center of the city, Longshen Square is the most eye-catching place.

In the center of the square stands a huge platinum statue of a majestic dragon god.

This stone statue, carved by Dugmarven Minghou (the dwarven god of knowledge), is lifelike and every muscle line is full of power.

The giant dragon spreads its wings as if ready to fly, and its eyes, clearly visible, reveal kindness and peace, which not only highlights the lofty status and power of the Dragon God, but also incorporates the Dragon God's friendliness into it.

The base of the statue is engraved with dense dragon characters, which record many ancient legends and myths left over from the ancient times when giant dragons ruled the star world, providing valuable historical information for future generations.

This dreamlike scenery fascinates many newcomers who come to Dragon City for the first time.

They stopped unconsciously at the entrance, fearing that their entry would break the poetic scene before them.

Except for the two human lovers who broke away from the group and walked forward on their own.

That’s right, these two people are Ron and Elizabeth, disguised as human boys and girls.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

"I have to say, the construction skills of those dwarves are worthy of praise."

Looking at the majestic and spectacular sight before her, even the well-informed Elizabeth couldn't help but speak with some admiration.

She has now recovered from the shock she just experienced and accepted the fact that she is the former succubus king but her charm is not as high as that of a dragon - although this is all true.

How does the saying go: Since you can't resist reality, just chase it and rape it!
Ron glanced at the dragon statue standing in the center of the city and said calmly:
"It was not just the dwarves who built this city, especially the city's designer."

During the conversation, Ron quickly looked around.

After comparing it with the images in the Rainbow Dragon Heritage, he was sure that, apart from the dragon god statues, the city before him was not much different from when it was first established in the ancient times.

"As expected, in a world where supernatural powers exist, it is difficult for materialistic technology to develop and progress."

Looking at the medieval-style city cluster in front of him, Ron couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

If this was a demon-free plane like in the previous life, after millions of years of baptism, perhaps technology had already reached an unimaginable level.

Not to mention building a perfect world of great harmony.

At the very least, people who have experienced millions of years of technological development should not be like they are now, still wearing cheap coarse linen clothes and working hard to run a small business to support their family, right?
Of course, there is also a great possibility that the world may be destroyed by super-standard weapons before the technological explosion.

After all, the biggest difference between technology and the supernatural is that the idealistic supernatural side needs to be practiced before it can master the power.

Cultivation itself is a process of tempering one's inner self, so it is very rare for a strong person to lose control.

The materialistic technological side is quite different.

Those life forms that master cutting-edge technology and are collectively represented by federations, countries, and families are not necessarily the ones who develop and create technology. They may even be uneducated and unskilled playboys.

This makes it very difficult for the technological side to escape the thousand-year limit - to maintain a peaceful state for thousands of years.

"makes sense."

Elizabeth nodded, holding a popsicle she had found from somewhere, licking the milky white popsicle with her nimble tongue, while commenting on the buildings along the way:
"Although the things made by the dwarves are of good quality, they are not as fine in details as those long-eared guys. Of course, those stubborn and pedantic guys also have a bad point, which is..."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute."

Ron's face stiffened.

Because of what Elizabeth had just said, a large number of dwarves and elves in the crowd around them all turned their attention to them.

Well, the kind that glares at you.

[One of the rules for friendly conversation in the astral world: Don’t tell a dwarf in front of him that his forging skills are problematic, otherwise you will face an angry dwarf warrior and a flying forging hammer]

[Rule 2 of friendly conversation in the astral world: Don’t mention bad nicknames like “Long Ears” in front of the elves, otherwise you will most likely be “friendly” asked to leave the room by the elves, and there is a small chance that you will be kissed by a ranger sword, or pierced by a willow feather arrow]

"Hey! Human over there, stop!"

A grumpy shield dwarf angrily stepped forward and shouted.

Elizabeth (ω): "Humans? He didn't mean us, did he?"

A certain succubus was licking a popsicle foolishly, and her calm face showed no trace of nervousness after getting into trouble.

Ron: ".What do you think?"

The shield dwarf's voice is well-deserved. It is no problem for a word to be heard halfway across the street.

The crowd wandering around also gathered over after hearing the sound.

Dragonborn, orcs, tieflings, humans. All races are there. It is a natural talent for people to be fond of watching a show. This is true for all races.

the other side

The red-haired, bronze-bearded shield dwarf ran angrily behind the two men.

Just as he stretched out his sturdy hands, ready to grab the shoulders of the two rude humans and have a serious chat with them about the deadly topic of "the dwarves' poor craftsmanship details".

"call--"

The hand wearing heavy plate armor slid down from the shoulders of the two men and passed through their bodies like a mirror.

The shield dwarf was stunned.

Before he could react to what was happening, the two men's bodies began to twist and deform like stirred water, and eventually turned into a shallow ripple and disappeared.

"."

The crowd of onlookers suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Next second

The people watching the show suddenly dispersed, and a circular empty area appeared in the crowded street.

Oh no, it can’t be said that there is no one there. At least there is a shield dwarf with a dull face standing in the center of the empty circle.

"This is."

The shield dwarf finally reacted and his face instantly turned red like a cooked shrimp.

".This.They me?"

The poor dwarf kept waving his arms and speaking in a confused manner as if he was trying to explain something.

But his funny performance only earned him sympathetic looks from the audience.

Well known
As early as 10,000 years ago, His Majesty the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut joined forces with other Dragon Gods to set up a large-scale [Anti-Magic Standpoint II] and [Legendary Ban] here.

The functions of these two magics are, one is to prohibit the release of magic above the second ring in Dragon Realm City, the other is to prohibit legends and demigods from wielding legendary powers.

Both types of magic were set up to prevent large-scale casualties in Dragon Realm City, and everyone was accustomed to the rule of talking rather than fighting in the city.

(A young warrior: Do you look down on the destructive power of our war cranes?)
Judging from the performance of the two people just now, it is obvious that the spells they cast were not within the second ring.

The requirement to be able to ignore the anti-magic stance and legendary ban, and to disappear silently, is actually very simple - all demigods and gods can ignore these two things.

To mortal beings, there is actually no difference between quasi-gods and true gods.

Just like a one million degree sun and a ten million degree sun, both can instantly burn any nearby life into nothingness.

So there is only one truth of the matter!
Those were not two ordinary humans, but two gods!

"It's over."

The shield dwarf Ogmar Bronzebeard sat down on the ground with a look of despair on his face.

He looked up, staring blankly at the unique rainbow-colored sky of Dragon City and muttered to himself:

"I actually provoked the gods."

"Still two."

the other side

Ron and his companion simply used their divine power to perform [Teleport] and left the center of the crowd, still strolling leisurely on another street.

There are still a few months until the Dragon Council.

Ron was not planning to become a teacher at a dragon nursery just to build good relationships with other dragon gods, as Bahamut had said.

He had a feeling that the last step he was missing in forging the magic crown might be found in this dragon city.

"Aren't you going to teach that dwarf a lesson?"

Elizabeth nudged the boy's arm with her shoulder and said with a chuckle.

Ron rolled his eyes at her and said, "Would you care about the roar of ants at your feet?"

A certain succubus teased with a wicked smile: "But he asked you to stand down. Isn't this a violation of your divine authority?"

"I saw this sentence in the book published by the little silver dragon."

Elizabeth imitated the characters in the storybook, crossed her arms and raised her head, snorted like a dandy boy, and then said proudly:
"If you dare to provoke me, I will suppress you all~~"

This guy must have read too many scripts of domineering CEOs when he was in Karen, and he actually played the role very well.

But don't say it.
Among the various movie scripts, novels and other cultural products from his previous life that Ron brought with him, the best-selling ones were the low-IQ stories like "The Domineering God Loves to "Survive" Me", "The Demigod is Above and I am Below", "Nike Dragon God", etc.

Perhaps, this is the simplest fantasy of the lower-class people in the extraordinary world.

"This guy definitely deserves a beating."

Ron thought as he watched her poor performance.

For Elizabeth's low-level and obvious provocation.

Ron said nothing, but silently stretched out his hand, swung it in a perfect semicircle, and hit her hard on the back.

"Snapped!"

"Hmm!!~~Hmm~~"

The crisp sound and the surging waves of flesh are a perfect match made in heaven.

What’s even more interesting is that the owner of the latter made a strange sound with tears in his eyes.

Looking at Elizabeth, who was covering her skin and squeezing her legs together.

Ron couldn't help but frown.

It's broken. What should I do if the punishment turns into a reward? (End of this chapter)