The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

In an instant
Angharradh, Corellon, Moradin, Gruumsh, Garl Shimmergold.
The great gods scattered throughout the star realm, and even outside the star realm, almost simultaneously turned their attention here.

No matter in which era, great divine power almost always represents the word "omnipotence", and gods with great divine power will almost always bring earth-shaking changes to the world every time they take action!
And at this moment

In the starry sky, that bolt of lightning was carrying the full rage of a main god.

[Unstoppable], [Indestructible], [Must-Hit], [Death].
Although it looked like thunder on the outside, what Ron saw was a collection of countless laws of power.

"Is this level of power the Titan God who controls the storm?"

Several images from Surter's memory flashed through his mind, and Ron quickly determined the owner of the attack.

Master the power of multiple levels of laws, and even fuse them into one to launch an attack.
The only one who can do all this is the Storm Titan, who possesses great divine power and is at the top of the gods in the astral realm.

All thoughts are just a thought away.

But then, Ron no longer had time to think about all these miscellaneous things.

The spear of thunder cut through the starry sky, as if even time was torn apart.

Its speed is so fast that it is unimaginable. In just a moment, it crosses the distance of countless galaxies.

Wherever the lightning passed, the void collapsed and the stars dimmed!
Nothing could stop it even a little bit, and the terrifying power of the gods made the entire universe seem to tremble with this blow.

"die!"

That roar, like the judgment of God, echoed in Ron's ears.

It carries not only the power of destruction, but also a law that cannot be violated - death.

Ron could feel that the great divine power attached to the spear doomed him to death from the moment it was thrown.

In a trance, Ron heard a familiar dragon roar, which was approaching at a very fast speed with anger and anxiety.

"Bahamut?"

“Is He coming too?”

That was the voice of the Platinum Dragon God, but even so, his speed could not compare to the Thunder Spear that had already slipped out of his hand.

Ron can only face this attack by himself.

Defend? Attack? Escape?

No, none of them!

Ron's mind was racing, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

But no matter how he deduced, there was only one ending - death.

The power of the laws on the Thunder Spear completely blocked all his possibilities.

Unable to dodge, unable to stop, even the hope of resurrecting by relying on the true spirit seems so slim.

Unthinkable, the possibility of survival
Ron had never felt death so clear before, to the point where he didn't even need to consider dodging.

die?

Is it here?

Is this the end of all stories?
"Is this the end for me?"

After much thought,

Ron's tense spirit suddenly relaxed a little.

Death by a Titan god with great divine power doesn't seem to be a big deal.

After all, he also killed the other party's brother, who was also a core figure of the Titan clan - the Fire Titan.

Perhaps, this scene will be remembered in the Dragon Heritage, as a must-read textbook case for guiding future new Dragon Gods, and spread throughout the Star Realm.
"Sorry, whether it's an agreement or a contract."

“After all, nothing was accomplished.”

Ron's pupils dilated slightly, as if he had given up the will to fight.

At the moment
Suddenly! Countless fragments of memory quickly emerged in his mind.

They swept in like a torrent, clear yet blurry, fast yet slow.

Starting from the dream of the Fire Titan, the memories that were originally recorded forever began to slowly move backwards.

The battlefield of the Orc Kingdom, the splendor of the Dragon City, the fighting on Io's Blood Island, the tranquility of the Elf Forest, the peace of the Land of the Dead, the desolation of the Red Earth Highlands
Tina's smile, Shirley's wisdom, Hermione's gentleness, Setsuna's protection.
Scenes and figures flashed quickly before Ron's eyes like a movie played in reverse.

His mind seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force.

The torrent of memory reversed uncontrollably, taking him through the mist of time and re-examining his life.

Until the torrent of memories slowly stopped, stopped at that familiar town, stopped at that warm afternoon.

"Mr. Ron."

That gentle whisper seemed to come from a distant place, carrying with it endless nostalgia and warmth.

However, before he could savor it, the speed at which his memory was reversed suddenly accelerated, far exceeding before.

The succubus of the fire elemental plane, the hustle and bustle of the technological city, the laughter of the school party, the confusion of rebellion in middle school, the innocence of babbling
Ron seemed to have opened a third-person perspective, looking down on his past and present life.

His consciousness was pulled across countless time and space until the scene froze in a white hospital ward.

An ordinary baby was born crying.

That was him, the starting point of Ron's life.

Ron felt increasingly exhausted, as if all his strength had been drained away.

He watched his birth quietly, as if witnessing a miracle.

However, the flood of memories did not stop.

The countercurrent images were getting faster and more frequent, completely out of his control.

His vision went dark at first, and then suddenly an endless expanse of white flashed across it, like pure void.

Then, countless tiny points of light began to emerge, like the first ray of light when the universe was created.

Little by little, subtle colors spread across the white background, like paint filling a canvas, gradually rendering the entire blank world colorful.

A new world slowly emerged before Ron.

It was a world very similar to the Astral Plane, yet completely different.

There is no life or hope here, only endless corpses and dead silence.

The entire universe seemed to have become a huge cemetery.

Countless corpses of gods as bright as stars float in the starry sky. Their bodies are huge and majestic, and even death cannot conceal their sacredness.

Ron even saw the corpse of a Titan god similar to the Storm Titan among them!

Not far from the corpse

Tens of thousands of broken artifact fragments floated in the sea of ​​stars, like a colorful galaxy, flashing a dim light.

The blood flowing from the wounds on the bodies of the gods was still full of divinity, and some even emitted a hot breath, as if it was the blood that had just flowed out the last second.

And around these bloody gods

Dragons, Titans, Elves, Orcs.
Billions of corpses of their followers quietly surrounded their gods.

There were no scars on their bodies, and they all curled up with their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping.

But Ron could clearly feel that the corpses were already filled with deathly aura, which was enough to prove that they had died countless times ago.

"Where is this?"

"Why did all the gods fall?"

Ron's heart was filled with confusion and shock.

Every corpse here exudes a suffocating majesty. Even death cannot conceal their glory in life.

Ron's eyes swept over those huge bodies, and an indescribable awe and sadness surged in his heart.

"Is this still 'my' memory?"

No one came to answer his questions. The torrent of memories just carried him backwards rapidly without a word.

In Ron's sight

The divine blood that was enough to dye the starry sky red began to flow backwards and return to the bodies of the gods.

The next moment, the dead gods suddenly opened their eyes. The broken weapons gathered again, the dissipated divine power returned, and the chant of the magic of destruction sounded again!

They seemed to be showing Ron everything that happened in his life.

It was a war, a war between gods that affected the entire universe!

The battle between the gods, the collapse of the starry sky, the breaking of the laws, the roar of the artifacts
Ron's pupils suddenly contracted. He saw countless majestic figures fighting in the starry sky. Every blow was enough to tear apart the galaxy, and every roar was enough to shatter the void.

Their power transcends time and space, life and death, and reincarnation.

The roars of the gods, the chants of magic, and the collisions of divine weapons intertwined together to form a magnificent and terrifying picture.

Ron's consciousness was completely submerged in the torrent of this war of gods. He seemed to have become one of them, feeling the anger and despair of those gods, their desire for victory and fear of death.

Until the torrent of memory reversed again and Ron's vision returned to darkness.

The silence was eating away at his soul.

Even with his current god-level mental strength, he felt unprecedented fatigue after such a long journey.

"Whatever happens, whatever happens."

"It's over here, right?"

Ron thought about it and finally closed his eyes. He was very tired now and just wanted to rest.

"elder brother."

Suddenly, the sound of a girl crying came into his ears intermittently.

The voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair, like a sharp blade piercing into his soul.

"don't want."

"Don't leave me again"

The girl's cries became clearer and clearer, carrying with them a sadness and helplessness that could not be ignored.

Feeling that familiar voice
Ron's soul trembled, as if awakened by an invisible force.

The next moment, as if a beam of light pierced through the curtain of darkness, he miraculously revived and woke up again.

"Where is this?"

The vision seemed to be blocked by a layer of mist, blurry.

He tried hard to see everything around him, but he could only vaguely see a blurry figure hugging him and constantly telling him something.

The girl's cries still echoed in his ears, and the sound made him feel a pain like a knife cutting him.

Ron tried his best to open his eyes and see the other person clearly, but he could only vaguely see a strand of pure white hair floating gently in front of his eyes.

Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Ron could feel the endless sadness emanating from her.

Her cry was like an invisible blade, piercing deeply into his heart.

"Who is it?"

"Why does her voice cause me so much pain?"

Ron's heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness.

He wanted to reach out, to wipe the tears from her face, to tell her that everything was going to be okay.

But the body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not move.

"No, no, don't leave"

"Brother, don't leave me and don't die."

The voice gradually became weaker, as if carrying endless fatigue and despair.

The girl's crying echoed in Ron's ears, but it became softer and softer, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Ron could feel her presence fading away, as if her life was slipping away.

"no, do not want"

An unprecedented panic surged in Ron's heart.

He didn't understand why this emotion was so strong, as if the girl's departure would take away the most important part of his life.

His soul was trembling violently, as if it was being torn apart by an invisible force, trying to break free and return to her.

"Don't. Leave me."

The girl's voice was barely audible, but every word was engraved deeply into Ron's soul.

Her despair, her helplessness, her dependence, like a sharp blade, pierced his heart fiercely.

Ron felt an indescribable pain.

It is a pain that transcends the body and reaches deep into the soul.

"wake up!"

"Ron, wake up!"

Deep inside, a voice roared.

That was his will, his soul, his true spirit burning!
He couldn't just sink into the darkness and let that figure disappear.

He must wake up and return to her!

what--!
With a silent roar, Ron's true spirit finally awakened completely.

The guardian consciousness broke free from the endless darkness, like a burning green flame, illuminating the surrounding nothingness and guiding the way home.

next moment

Ron's eyes suddenly opened, and a firm light flashed in his rainbow-like dragon pupils, like two bright stars.

In the starry sky not far away

The Thunder Spear representing death is already within reach, and even the power of laws flowing on it is clearly visible.

It came here with the fate of certain death, vowing to take the life of the dragon before it.

"What a joke!"

At this life-and-death moment, Ron's body suddenly tensed up.

All his divine power exploded without reservation, quickly forming an indestructible energy barrier around him.

But that's not enough!
Facing the full force of a great divine power, this amount of divine power is far from enough!

Ron never thought of fighting with divine power alone.

The strongest point of the Rainbow Dragon Clan has never been their bodies that can compete with the Titans, or their magical talents that are unrivaled in the star world.

【Light】

That is their strongest power!
next moment

The previously silent laws of light and protective runes reappeared.

Only this time, it's no longer a single color.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet
Seven colors and the power of protection are intertwined together to create an extremely brilliant rainbow light.

The light was so bright and dazzling that it seemed to condense the glory of the entire world on Ron's body.

His dragon body looked extremely sacred under the reflection of the rainbow light, like a god of war walking out of mythology.

"Even if the outcome is certain, I will never sit still and wait for death."

Ron's voice echoed in the starry sky, with an unshakable firmness:

"Because, they are still waiting for me!"

As Ron growled, his divine power was completely ignited.

"boom!"

The power of the Law of Light reached its peak at this moment. The rainbow light was like a rainbow across the starry sky, sweeping towards the Thunder Spear that represented death:

"【All Dharmas Are Ended】!" (End of this Chapter)