After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

What should he think if he were a dragon?

Roland's body shook slightly, his eyes became blurry, and countless scenes suddenly flooded into his mind.

"I am the dragon of the abyss. Even if my body is destroyed, it will never disappear in the long river of history. I will return from the abyss and kill all my enemies! Ahhhh!"

This was followed by a violent explosion, and the enemies of the Abyss Dragon were turned into ashes in this earth-shaking explosion.

The Abyss Dragon should have returned to the Abyss after his death, but his strong resentment shattered his soul and forcibly scattered his body across the material plane.

The Abyss Dragon is him.

Roland suddenly felt a tearing pain all over his body, and all his memories came back.

After breaking through the sixth level, the memories of many reincarnations that ended their lives just after breaking through the sixth level are awakened, but the memory of reaching the peak of the sixth level like the Abyss Dragon requires fate to touch.

This time he tried to use the mentality of the Abyss Dragon to understand the thoughts of the Holy Dragon, and coincidentally activated the memories of the Abyss Dragon.

He is a powerful figure.

He soars.

He is invincible at his level.

He stood at the top.

When he was thinking about how to break through the last limit, the cold voice of the system rang in his ears, like a basin of cold water waking up the giant dragon of the abyss.

“Is this really the limit?”

The devilish whispers were the last words that the first generation Roland left for the subsequent reincarnations.

He believed in his own talent and ambition, and believed that in the future he would stand at the top again and again, alone in search of enemies.

He stubbornly believed that there must be a limit to the sixth level, a real limit.

Only by reaching the absolute limit can one face the gods as a mortal and discuss the future with them with one's chest held high.

This is what he wants to think about.

If it was just about being at the top and having no rivals, he would have been there long ago.

Is that really the limit?

No.

The Abyss Dragon smiled with relief.

Although he is a super-class dragon with an extremely outstanding bloodline, and is like a god in front of conventional high-level dragons such as black dragons, gold dragons, silver dragons, and metal dragons, there are sacred dragons above him.

Even though he could defeat most of the sacred dragons, he was still inferior to the strongest sacred dragon.

In a head-on confrontation, he might win or lose, but it doesn't matter.

As long as there is a possibility of losing, it is not the limit.

If you are not at your limit, you lose.

The Abyss Dragon removed its heart, wings and claws, and buried them in an unknown deep place. It then used energy to transform the lost organs and challenged the sixth-order peak powerhouses of all races.

He was not on Dragon Island in Antarctica, but on a large island close to human territory.

If you want to die, there is always a way.

The abyss dragon destroyed an entire mountain and started a war.

The giant dragon fell, and five powerful men of the same level were buried with it.

These are the memories of the Abyss Dragon’s past.

Looking at Roland's suddenly deep eyes, Valenie's lifeless eyes became a little more lively.

"You finally woke up, Namikar."

"Although the way I awakened was a little strange, thank you, Valenie."

Valenie's dead heart had a little more life.

She forced an ugly smile and congratulated Roland.

Just as Roland nodded in acceptance, Valenie suddenly said, "Roland, when you reach the peak of level six, come to Antarctic Island to take over the position of Dragon King. The Abyss Dragon is qualified to be the Dragon King."

Roland didn't answer, but just smiled and asked, "What about you?"

"I will return to the arms of the Dragon God and ask her for the truth."

Valenie was candid.

This is how dragons talk to each other. It's hard to lie.

After all, they can resonate with each other and can easily smell lies.

"I don't accept it. I am a human now."

"The blood of the dragon race is far more noble than that of humans. You are a dragon, that is indisputable."

Roland chuckled and asked calmly, "The dragon is so noble, why was it defeated by the Titan?"

Valenie was silent.

She wanted to use the same excuses everyone else was using to excuse the dragon clan's failure, but she knew that excuses were just excuses and meant nothing.

The dragons were not only defeated by the Titans, but also by humans.

The remaining dragons on many islands around the continent also tried to counterattack the continent after the fall of Titan.

Failure without exception.

They were indeed not united enough and their numbers were not large enough, but failure is failure.

Disunity and small numbers are the greatest failures.

Seeing that Valenie was speechless, Roland asked in a persuasive manner: "Did the Great Dragon God have an oracle when he sent you to Tiamat?"

"The Dragon God has commanded me to lead the dragon race to rise again."

"Under your leadership, have the dragon race risen again?"

Roland's words were very impolite, but they reminded Valenie incisively.

Want to use death as a way to escape and return to the divine realm?

Of course that's no problem, but how can she face the Dragon God?

Tell the great Dragon God that she gave up her mission and returned in despair just because of the changes in her body?

Valenie grew paler.

She would figure it out sooner or later with Roland's reminder, but being exposed on the spot was still a little hard to bear.

She sighed softly, and tears containing a sacred breath rolled down her cheeks.

Looking at this tear, Roland felt so heartbroken that he almost wanted to stab himself.

The Holy Dragon's Tears are the best material for sixth-level magic items and their value is immeasurable.

By obtaining a drop of Holy Dragon's Tear, he can create a quasi-artifact with power comparable to that of an ordinary artifact.

A Holy Dragon does not create Dragon Tears every time it cries.

This opportunity only comes once in their long lives.

Only create a Dragon's Tears when you are absolutely heartbroken.

However, the sacred dragon is God's favorite and lives a very happy life. How could he be absolutely sad?

Therefore, the Tears of the Sacred Dragon have only existed in legends, and almost no one has ever seen them.

If someone forcibly detains a sacred dragon to collect tears, regardless of success or failure, they will become the mortal enemy of the entire sacred dragon clan, and may even be marked by the Dragon God.

Not worth the candle.

Those who can take tears don’t need them, and those who need them can’t take them.

Now Valenie's worldview has collapsed, and her path to returning home by suicide has been cut off. She is completely desperate and heartbroken beyond words.

At this moment, she accidentally produced a drop of real God's Tear.

Roland hesitated for a moment, then felt that this moment of hesitation was disrespectful to Dragon's Tears.

He stretched out his hands, held the crystal tears, and said loudly:

"Thank you for the gift!"

Valenie: “…”

She had seen shameless dragons before, but never one so shameless.

According to custom, when the Dragon King brings back a high-level dragon, he will give a gift to the lost tribesmen.

The value of this gift is directly linked to the strength and potential of the returnee.

To show his appreciation, a generous Dragon Emperor would sometimes give a gift slightly above the Emperor's own worth.

Is Roland's worth worthy of a top-notch gift?

Of course I deserve it.

It was just that Valenie was so excited that she didn't think about it for a moment. When she came to her senses, she would naturally give Roland a valuable gift.

But Roland wanted this tear.

The gift she was willing to give Roland was no less valuable than this tear. She could make a quasi-artifact, but where could she find a super-class dragon?

According to tradition, she should also say a few nice words to welcome the wanderer home.

But after seeing Roland's shameless behavior, this thought faded.

She routinely extended an invitation to Roland, welcoming him back to Dragon Island.

She had not originally intended to get a positive response, but Roland's next words left her speechless.

"Are you really welcome?"

"Of course, if you still have the pride and belonging of being a dragon of the abyss."

"Pride and belonging?" Roland's originally playful expression suddenly became solemn.

His lips trembled slightly, and he said calmly: "I also want to feel a sense of belonging, but where were you when I needed the tribe the most?"

"sorry..."

Faced with Roland's almost angry questioning, Valenie was speechless and could only mutter an apology.

Maybe she could make the excuse that the Antarctic Wall was still there and they couldn't get out.

But it is also true that Roland was alone and had no external help when he was besieged.

He certainly had reason to be resentful.

Valenie said softly, "Although there are force majeure factors, it is a fact that you did not receive the warmth of the tribe. When you come to Dragon Island, I will compensate you."

"Please don't refuse. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to take the compensation alive?"

Roland thought to himself, he never said he would refuse.

He smiled slightly and decided to continue the previous topic and stab Valenie's already broken heart a few more times.

Maybe it was cruel, but he had to do it.

After this moment, Valenie will eventually return to her sacred and superior form, and some things will no longer be able to be said.

Roland said calmly: "I was besieged by more than a dozen strong men from various human races. I killed five and seriously injured three. The final result was death."

"It's hard to find an abyssal dragon in 100 million years, but it takes less than 10,000 years for a human to replenish five level 6 peak powerhouses. Do you still think that the dragon race is stronger than the human race?"

A milky white light trembled at Valenie's fingertips, and the last trace of blood faded from her face.

This is the pain that the dragon race can never avoid.

Not to mention the relatively weak human race, even as powerful as the Titans, they have never been at a disadvantage in a one-on-one duel.

However, the dragon race's weak reproductive capacity left them without successors.

"If the dragons had faced humans instead of Titans, they would have lost even more miserably and quickly."

Roland is by no means exaggerating.

Those who are better at fighting than humans are not as good at giving birth as humans, and those who are better at giving birth than humans are not as good at fighting as humans.