"I'm leaving."

Under the Tower of Death

Ron didn't look back, just waved his hand behind his back.

As the words fell, the young dragon also flew into the black hole that shimmered with divine power.

It was the passage that the goddess of death had opened for him.

meanwhile

Countless eyes that were far larger than the size of stars hidden in the cracks of the Realm of the Dead suddenly all opened!

They stared at the passage that had not been opened for an unknown number of epochs, their eyes full of longing.

It's a pity that the black, thin female figure is like a mountain, standing between freedom and prison.

There is only a thin line between death and life.

But this line is called eternity.

"Goodbye!"

As the black hole contracted, Ron's back faded into Death's vision.

A jet-black streamer suddenly shot out from the Tower of Death, like a meteor streaked across the sky.

Countless black particles escaped and formed a long black band of light, passing through one strange plane after another, and finally disappearing into the infinite multiverse.

The unspeakable eyes in the void slowly closed again unwillingly.

They had to wait, until the woman was at her weakest, before it was time to leave this prison.

At that time, it will be the day of reckoning.

The goddess of death looked at the empty room in front of her, a little distracted.

"It's all left, myself."

She sighed softly and walked slowly to the window, looking at the sky in the distance.

After Ron left, the realm of the dead changed a lot.

But the biggest change is that his traces are disappearing.

Except for the seed called "Hope" in her hand and the silver-white game console on the table, all traces left by the iridescent dragon were wiped out by the invisible will.

It seems to have returned to its original state in an instant.

"Whoa, whoa."

The sound of chains clashing suddenly rang out in the silent room.

The only table in the room was a very ordinary mirror.

The originally calm mirror surface was now like disturbed water, emitting ripples.

Soon after, a small hand with shackles suddenly stretched out from the mirror.

The little hand looked small and weak, but it emitted a strange fluctuation of energy.

From the moment that hand was stretched out, the entire Tower of Death seemed to come to life, and the entire tower exuded a certain rhythm that merged with the palm of the hand.

That is the purest and most original meaning of death.

"Kala!"

The sound of chains falling to the ground and bounced suddenly sounded.

The shackles that had bound her were also succumbed to this unrivaled force, and the sturdy chains of unknown material were broken one by one under the corrosive power of death.

Immediately afterward, the other scarred arm also broke through the shackles of the mirror and came to the realm of the dead.

First the hands, then the head, the body, and finally the bare feet.

A little white-haired girl with chains slowly crawling out of the mirror.

It's like a prisoner in captivity escaping from a cage and burrowing into another cell.

She looked to be only about ten years old, and through the tattered black robes, her thin body was covered in red blood.

She struggled to climb, but she never stopped.

Although the chains were broken, the rusty black rings still remained firmly on the little girl's wrists, ankles, and neck with the broken chains.

Restrained by some will, the broken chains were still tugging at her thin body, trying to pull her back into the mirror.

And the goddess of death, who witnessed all this, did not move half a step.

She just quietly looked at the seed that Ron had left her in the palm of her hand, her eyes full of tenderness.

Finally, the little girl completely crawled out of the mirror and was completely freed from the restraints.

She slowly lifted her face, and there was no expression on her immature face, which was sixty percent similar to the goddess of death, and her eyes were extremely cold.

She was the same little death Ron had seen before, with death runes.

Compared to before, the death aura on the little death body is getting heavier and heavier, so much so that the death tower is crumbling under this oppression.

After she stood still, she looked around the room,

Then he looked at the goddess of death calmly, as if searching for answers.

The goddess of death also stared at the little death, silent.

"He's gone?"

"Hmm"

"What is this?"

"One Seed"

"Seeds?"

"He gave me a gift."

“.”

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Their eyes were focused on the seed that shimmered with protection.

Everything seems to be just right, like death guards life, and I guard you.

"Don't look, there's no yours!"

Little Death looked at the goddess of death who was holding the two gifts in her arms with a vigilant face on the other side, like a "food protector".

Who is rare!

"You should know that this time it's been delayed for too long, and I can't suppress those guys anymore, it's your turn to go"

"yes, got it."

With a breeze blowing, there were no more dead figures in the Tower of Death.

The wind stops, the flowers fall, and everything is silent.

Only a faint glow of guardianship emerged from the room.

Nothing seems to have changed in the realm of the dead, and everything seems to have changed.

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"Boom!"

A huge crashing sound resounded throughout the core space of White Feather Mountain.

"Ahem, ahem! The way the Goddess of Death teleported to land was too rough."

"Fortunately, my dragon scales are thick enough, otherwise I would have become the first iridescent dragon in history to fall to death~~~"

As a cloud of black mist slowly dispersed, Ron slowly walked out of the fog while complaining.

The nearly 100-meter-long emerald green dragon body is like a mountain range of life, and every move is like a god descending from the heavens, unstoppable!

The Guardian remains highly condensed, clinging to his scales for protection.

With a wave of the dragon's claws, Ron disarmed the Guardian Force, retracting all of the Guardian Power into the spinning rune within his body.

He had completely mastered the essence of the power of protection, and now it was as easy to use it as it was to use his hands and feet, and there was no limit of three times a year.

The emerald scales returned to their dazzling colors, and then became colorless and transparent under Ron's control.

Well. Extremely similar to the Crystal Dragon.

At the same time, a golden divine power turned into a breeze, quickly dispersing the remaining death qi around it.

This thing is rapidly dissipating after leaving the realm of the dead, and the destructive property is disappearing in the astral plane, but it is better to stay away from it.

"This time, in order to find your true spirit, I even sold my body."

Ron looked at the two Sphinx corpses in front of him that had not changed in the slightest from before entering the realm of the dead, and his heart was full of emotion.

The dangers along the way are far beyond imagination, and if there is no goddess of death to protect you, entering the realm of the dead with a demigod body is really a pure act of seeking death.

However, recalling the gentle face of the goddess of death, the corners of Ron's mouth unconsciously raised.

Innocence is gone, but it's not a big problem.

lost a blood and picked up an ancient god's wife, which doesn't feel like a loss.

The other party is a god who is beautiful and kind, and thinks about him wholeheartedly, what is there not to be satisfied with!

As for Vivien et al.

Anyway, he is a dragon now, and the laws of the kingdom can't restrain him, so it seems that it is a reasonable and compliant thing to find a few more wives to reproduce in the future.

"Let me see who you all are, don't get confused"

He took out the two staring white souls from his heart and carefully discerned them before returning them to their respective bodies.

After all, if this thing gets it wrong, something will go wrong.

When the male face Sphinx becomes the female face, the female face Sphinx becomes the male face, and the gender between husband and wife is reversed

That scene is too terrifying!

"Hmph, after spending so much money to reshape my body, you two will give me an honest 997 job to pay off my debts in the future!"

Ron manipulated the divine power to transform the bodies of the two shrunken Sphinxes, while babbling about the capitalist manifesto.

The current Sphinx no longer has the support of the divine power that constructs them, and even if it recovers its life, it will most likely only become an incompetent beast in the shape of an intelligent lion.

Ron simply did a good job to the end and sent the Buddha to the west.

He began to try to use his divine powers, and began to try to create a new Sphinx body.

The golden light turned into a solidified silk thread, and a loud trembling sound echoed in the space.

The Divine Power Golden Silk slowly assimilated the two three-meter-long Sphinx corpses, turning them into a viscous crimson liquid, and began to reassemble.

The structure of this is far more complex and changes than the [Construct Life Hermione] made by Ron before, and even Ron, who is now a demigod, is a little struggling.

According to common sense, if you want to make a new Sphinx, you have to be at least a god of medium power to do it.

The human-faced sphinx itself represents a kind of allegorical meaning of God-made life, an imitation of Io's creation of dragons and the astral plane.

But here Ron took a trick.

The hardest part of creating life is the soul, and the soul of the Sphinx is ready-made, so he only needs to make the body.

"Head, body, claws, tail."

Like a figurine pinch, Ron manipulated the Divine Power Silk Thread to slowly build the Sphinx's body in the air little by little.

The huge Sphinx beast's body was suspended in the air, its golden supple hair fluttering without wind, and its nearly 20-meter-long sturdy body was like a reckless beast, making people shudder.

The Sphinx, as a mythical creature, has had an important meaning in many ancient civilizations.

Often seen as a guardian and a symbol of wisdom, it is a sacred and majestic being.

Under Ron's creative modifications, the image of the new Sphinx has become more vivid and real, it is no longer a fictional concept, but a living being, its body and face reveal a mysterious and powerful force.

Just as the Sphinx's body was about to finish, Ron suddenly pondered.

He thought of the previous events of the gods.

"Forget it, just add it to her."

Later, he used 1 more unit of divine power, adding a new function to the two sphinxes.

Some things don't come at a great price, but some gods refuse to do them because they want to satisfy their own desires.

The difference between this step is the difference between the moats.

"I'm such a good dragon."

He muttered, sending the souls of the two Sphinx into their new bodies.

"Wake up, my little lion~"

[In the past, such as yesterday's death; From the latter, such as today, to be born. 】

[Losing is a new gain, leaving is a new beginning.] 】

[And this moment is]

[When the new life comes!] 】

Realm of the Dead (End)

(End of chapter)