The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

"What is this?"

Alan approached the edge of the illusory arena building and curiously stretched out his dragon claws to poke the invisible area.

The slime-like texture bounced back onto Allen's finger nerves.

What surprised Alan was that even though a trace of the [Must Hit] rule power had been attached to his fingers, he still could not penetrate this seemingly weak field.

The power of rules, which is usually invincible and even the Five-Colored Dragon Mother cannot defend against, is now like a lone beast trapped in a swamp in this field, making it extremely difficult to move forward.

"it's useless."

Bahamut teleported to Alan's side, frowned, stretched out his dragon claws and gently stroked the wall standing in the void.

Suddenly, the last glimmer of hope in my heart disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the two dragons who seemed to be talking in the center of the arena, Bahamut said in a deep voice:

"They seem to be not far from us, but in fact they are separated by countless planes, in a half-plane that is absolutely inaccessible. With your current strength, you cannot penetrate the protective barrier of the plane."

During the conversation, several other Metal Dragon Gods also gathered around and tried to use various methods to break through this strange field.

Not only that, even the neutral dragon gods who had been watching the battle from a distance seemed to have noticed that something had changed on the battlefield and teleported over in unison.

As soon as the Red Dragon Queen Estelabor landed, she headed straight for Bahamut.

"Damn it! How did Tiamat have this artifact?"

He touched the arena in the sky in front of him with his own hands.

Feeling that familiar touch.

For the first time, the normally calm Red Dragon Queen showed signs of losing control:
"Is this really Abdul's fighting arena?"

Esther Labo opened her mouth and took several steps back:

"No! This is impossible! It shouldn't exist in the astral world."

Bahamut frowned, looked at the arena in front of him, and responded in a deep voice:

"Unfortunately, the fact is, it returned to the astral realm."

"Does that mean they also..."

The Red Dragon Queen's words were suddenly interrupted.

The two ancient dragon gods looked at each other, and both sensed some kind of dangerous signal from their respective dragon pupils, and tacitly did not continue speaking.

"Wait wait wait, what riddle are you two talking about? Why am I getting more and more confused?"

Alan scratched his head and looked at the Red Dragon Queen and the Platinum Dragon God who were silent at the same time with a confused look on his face, not understanding what was going on.

Hearing this, the other dragon gods also came over curiously, pricked up their ears and listened carefully to the conversation between the dragons.

Compared to the Good and Evil Dragon God and the Red Dragon Queen who existed long before the ancient times, these dragon gods ascended the path to deification relatively late. They are relatively young among the gods and are unaware of many secrets before the ancient times.

Even though they were still in a fierce battle the moment before, it did not prevent them from eavesdropping on some gossip now.

After all, even if the sky falls, there are still those great divine powers to support it, so there won’t be any trouble.

"Abdul's Colosseum is a divine artifact."

Bahamut hesitated for a moment and briefly explained the situation of this artifact:

"To put it simply, it was originally the weapon of a god of war."

Alan raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise:

"The weapon of the God of War? Is this what Tempus had?"

"Stupid Allen, you can tell from the name of this artifact that it's not that guy Tempus!"

The goddess of laughter, Hull, couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time reached out and tapped Alan's shoulder.

There was no way. Her height was still a little smaller than Alan's. Unless she flew over him, she couldn't touch Alan's head.

"I just made a reasonable guess!" Allen pushed away Hull's dragon claws: "Who said that the name of your weapon must have your own name?"

"Tsk, this Allen is such a loser"

"You damned fellow"

"Cough cough!"

Bahamut coughed twice and shook his head, interrupting the farce between the two dragons.

He silently glanced at the arena in front of him and said in a low voice:

"It is indeed as Hel said. The God of War does not belong to any pantheon, but is a more ancient existence." The anxious Red Dragon Queen Estelab couldn't help but interrupt, standing aside:

"The most important thing is that Abdu left the astral world a long time ago and went to the chaos to look for something."

"So theoretically speaking, this thing should never appear in the astral realm!"

The "this thing" mentioned by the Red Dragon Queen obviously refers to the arena released by Tiamat.

"Let's not talk about other gossip for now."

After getting rid of Hull's entanglement, Allen frowned and looked at Ron and Tiamat in the arena, and said in a deep voice:

"Now that you know who it belongs to, do you know how to unlock this strange field?"

Bahamut and Estellabo looked at each other and then shook their heads.

Facing the puzzled Dragon Gods, Estelab sighed and explained:
"Even before the ancient times, there was only one way to get out after being locked by this artifact."

Bahamut took over and said in a deep voice:
"That is to defeat the owner of this artifact and become the winner of the gladiatorial contest. Then you can naturally leave the demiplane."

"In fact, Abdu's Arena contains an extremely ancient and powerful stance magic."

Esther Labo added:

"Relying on the power of divine magic, this artifact can isolate all external interference and confine the two opposing sides in an independent demiplane, so that the victory or defeat can be determined only by their own strength."

"This magic has long been forgotten in the torrent of history along with the disappearance of the God of War Abdu, let alone finding a way to unlock it."

"what?"

Hearing this, Alan couldn't help but frown.

Isn’t this method the same as not saying anything?

The most critical problem now is that Ron, who is trapped inside, has no chance of defeating the Five-Colored Dragon Queen who possesses great divine power alone!
While the Dragon Gods were anxiously discussing solutions
the other side

Abdul's Arena

In the special demiplane space, the air was filled with tension.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Tiamat looked at the rainbow dragon in front of her with a smile, her voice was like sweet venom, full of lust and temptation.

"The guys who were in the way are gone."

Her voice was as soft as silk as she continued:

"Now, there are only two of us here. I promise that no third party will disturb our secret meeting~~"

“Uh(⊙o⊙)…”

Ron looked around. The dimensional barrier disguised as the wall of the arena was like a solid fortress, isolating them from the outside world.

"I can't use space magic, and teleportation magic is also ineffective. It seems that I can't get out for a while."

Thinking about what might happen next, Ron couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little resentful:
[Baha, Baha, why did you fail at the critical moment?]

[What? You want me to fight Tiamat? You must be kidding! I'm only an eight-year-old kid!]

[What the hell is this place? Why can't I even use Transfiguration? I can only exist in my original form? ]

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Looking at the five-colored dragon queen who was slowly moving closer and closer.

"Ahem, calm down, Tiamat."

Ron coughed twice and quickly stopped him.

As he spoke, he quietly took a few steps back, trying to distance himself from the powerful goddess, and then asked tentatively:

"I suddenly feel that your previous proposal seems quite good. Maybe we can talk about it again?"

Hearing this, Tiamat smiled.

But that smile contained a biting frost:
"I said, that was my last mercy."

Even though her voice was disguised as infinitely gentle, Ron could clearly smell the ruthlessness and cruelty in her core:

"It's a pity that you didn't seize it."

"Ron!" (End of this chapter)