The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Above the sea of ​​clouds
Faced with the declaration of war by the Five-Colored Dragon Queen Tiamat.

Bronze Dragon God Sevilla, Copper Dragon God Vera, Bronze Dragon God Allen and several other Dragon Gods of the Order camp looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then flew up at the same time to fight against the impending fateful battle.

The sky was torn apart by the sound of dragon wings flapping. The unlimited power of multiple dragon gods swept across the earth like a hurricane, and the entire Io Blood Island was filled with a tense atmosphere of battle.

This is a war between the Order Dragon God System and the Evil Dragon God System.

It is inevitable and cannot be escaped.

"She's not in good shape. This is our best chance. Let's attack together now!"

Brass Dragon God Allen roared and flew towards the Dragon Queen first.

Following Alan's call, the seven dragon gods roared in unison.

The power that belongs to each dragon god is nurtured in their mouth, and brilliant light gradually condenses.

Golden, blue, red, silver, cyan, green and purple lights interweave in the clouds to form a gorgeous picture.

A dazzling golden light burst out from Allen's open dragon mouth, and the other six dragon gods also released their long-accumulated attacks at the same time:
"Frost Breath!"

"Paralyzing Breath!"

"Fire Breath!"

"Lightning Breath!"

"Repulsive Breath!"

"Acid breath!"

"Sleep Breath!"

Seven powerful forces converged in the air, causing even the space to tremble.

They converged at one point in the sky, and eventually formed a colorful breath, like multiple tornadoes, heading straight for Tiamat, who had just flown into the air and had nowhere to hide.

however

Facing the fierce attacks of the metal dragon gods, Tiamat just snorted disdainfully, smiled coldly, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"How ridiculous! Do you really think that a war of gods can be won by sheer numbers?"

Tiamat's voice echoed in the air like thunder, carrying boundless murderous intent:
"Let me crush your pathetic delusions!"

She took a deep breath, and her huge body seemed to swell slightly because of the suction. The gas she inhaled madly made her dragon belly bulge slightly, as if she was pregnant.

next moment

Except for the broken white dragon head that had just been blown up, her four remaining intact dragon heads - red, blue, green and black - opened at the same time, and powerful breath gushed out together.

Fire, lightning, poison and acid, four kinds of breath were instantly ejected.

"boom!!"

A deafening roar
The four-color breath and the seven-color breath of the Dragon God collided violently in mid-air

The sky shook violently due to the impact of this divine power, as if a huge crack was torn open.

On the surface, this seems to be a competition between dragon breaths, but in fact it is a collision of the divine power of both sides.

Obviously, at this point, except for Bahamut, no other dragon god in the entire dragon god system can compete head-on with Tiamat.

At this moment, Tiamat was fighting alone in the air against the siege of seven dragon gods. She was not at a disadvantage and even suppressed the group of dragons.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Divine sparks flew, and the aftermath of divine power mixed like lightning spread in all directions. Anything that stood in the way of the divine power would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

This unprecedented battle between dragons and gods continued amidst the roar, and various forces intertwined in the sky, as if to tear the entire world apart.

The terrifying power of the Dragon Gods also made all the living beings living on the Blood Island tremble in fear.

They are all natives who have lived on Blood Island for generations before Io split, and many of them are biological races that have become extinct in the astral realm.

Among them, some immortal groups have lived and reproduced here since ancient times. Any one of them may be dozens of times older than the Dragon God above.

But at this moment

No matter how long you live, no matter how many years it has been passed down.

These "mortal creatures" are unable to withstand the powerful dragon gods fighting here.

All they could do was to fall to the ground in unison, and pray devoutly in their respective ethnic languages ​​that this "natural disaster" would end soon.

Unfortunately, no matter which side the dragon god comes from, none of them cares about the lives of these mortal creatures.

Ron stayed away from the battlefield.

Relying on the extreme speed unique to the Rainbow Dragon, he observed this rare battle between dragon gods, and at the same time, he also paid attention to the weak lives below that were like candles in the wind.

"It's sad, but perhaps, this is the destined fate of the weak."

Ron thought silently in his heart.

He looked at the lives crawling on the ground, among which there were many intelligent creatures, and even some dragon-born creatures that had developed the rudiments of a society similar to that of humans around the 19th century.

But at this moment, they were just like those wild beasts, they could only huddle together tremblingly, waiting for the judgment of the gods in the sky.
Without strength, there is no resistance.

Even if you have done nothing wrong, the disaster will not be forgotten in the slightest.

The death that is coming will never show favor to the good, nor will it punish the evil. This is the sorrow of the weak.

"We are so powerful over these mortal things that we can take whatever we want."

Ron murmured in his heart:

"Then is it possible that somewhere in the unknown multiverse, the high and mighty gods are also regarded as weak worms by some more powerful beings, just like these mortals?"

Suddenly, Ron subconsciously recalled the scene when he met the Nine-Faced Dragon God Io before.

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"Ron, what do you think the world is?"

Io asked leisurely, his voice deep and magnetic.

"world?"

Ron had a strange look on his face as he looked at the nine-colored dragon in front of him that was tightly bound by the chains of law. He thought to himself, you are in this state, and you still have the mood to talk to me about philosophical issues?
Besides, this isn't the right place to discuss these things.

Suppressing the thought of complaining in his heart, Ron cleared his throat with a dry cough and answered casually:

"The world is just the world. What else could it be? The nine-turn large intestine?"

Hearing this, Io was stunned

Then the huge dragon body shook slightly, and then it laughed loudly towards the sky.

"Hahaha"

The laughter echoed throughout the dungeon like thunder.

His laughter was so pure that it caused the chains of rules that bound him to flash wildly, shaking the chains to tremble madly.

At that moment, Ron was really worried that the chain would break because it could not bear the weight.

"What are you laughing at? Is this funny?"

Ron was a little confused.

To be honest, he could hardly keep up with the thinking pace of this Dragon Ancestor.

Tsk, this is probably the so-called generation gap. After all, the age gap between the two dragons is who knows how many trillions of kalpas.

Io laughed for a long time before gradually calming down.

Looking at Ron in front of him, his deep nine-colored dragon eyes flickered with a hint of tenderness and nostalgia:
"No, I just suddenly remembered that I seemed to have heard the same answer a long, long time ago."

"Hey?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and asked in surprise:

"Is there anyone in the world who possesses such amazing wisdom as me?"

"No, we can't keep him here. Tell me where he is and I'll go find him and have a heart-to-heart talk with him."

"."

Io looked at Ron strangely, then shook his head, with a hint of mystery in his smile:
"You'll see him later."

"."

Ron sighed and said helplessly:

"Honestly, I hate Riddlers, especially those who are stronger than me. I hate them the most."

Io smiled softly upon hearing this, as if he didn't care at all about Ron's complaints.

His eyes sparkled with wisdom, and then his tone became serious:

"Actually, what you just said does make some sense, but it's not complete."

As He spoke, His tone changed and His expression gradually became serious:

“The world is the world, but the world can also be anything, a pen, a book, a blade of grass, or even a grain of sand.”

Io's voice seemed to echo in the air, carrying an ancient and mysterious rhythm:

"The world is infinite, but also pitifully small, because what you can reach is all the world has for you, but for someone else, what he has is the whole world."

Ron became more confused as he listened. He frowned and scratched his head in confusion:
"What are you talking about? I really don't understand."

It felt like a student who bent down to pick up a pen in math class. When he looked up again, everything he saw and heard became so strange.

Io looked at him gently, his eyes full of patience, as if he was guiding a child who was just getting to know the world:

"I mean, what if I told you that our world is just a "book", a "stone", and a "box" as mentioned above?"

He raised his head and gazed up at the starry sky. His voice was deep and magnetic, as if he had introduced Ron into a vast multiverse:

"Perhaps our existence is not unique. Outside this world, there are thousands and thousands of worlds, thousands and thousands of 'Ron's', and thousands and thousands of 'Io's'."

“Perhaps we have never had life. Perhaps we are just a dream of others. When the dream disappears, we will also be destroyed, just like a piece of duckweed, living ignorantly and destroying ignorantly.”

suddenly
Io paused.

He lowered his head, looked at Ron and asked seriously:

"How do you feel after knowing all this?" (End of this chapter)