[The contract does not require friendship, but it does require a certain level of trust, i.e., that the market has rules to follow, or that the God who enforces the contract is appropriately strong]

[The so-called happy cooperation is that you abide by the contract, and I also abide by the contract]

———— Asmodeus, Lord of Hell and Lord of the Nine Layers of Hell

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"Where is my mother now?"

"And."

"Who is my father?"

In a dilapidated and desolate plane.

Ron finally asked the question he had been confused about for a long time.

He was born in a fire elemental plane engulfed by the abyss, and burst out of his shell under the gaze of a succubus.

In the midst of hardships and dangers along the way, he learned the news and name of his dragon mother

But Ron "never met" her.

He never had any care from his parents in his life.

Not an orphan, better than an orphan.

After that battle with the Divine Monsters, Ron's True Spirit accidentally entered the Dream Realm Plane, and as a result, learned some of the secrets of the Iridescent Dragons.

Unfortunately, it's basically all bad news.

Fortunately, the last inheritance of the three iridescent dragon gods was handed over to Ron, and he was promoted to demigod.

Ron also thought about it, maybe his parents were already dead.

But in the face of people who were once in the know, he couldn't help but ask these two questions.

Astherine abruptly stopped flying and hovered in midair.

Ron followed, stopping behind her.

There was only the sound of a breeze in the silent sky.

Astherine looked up at the stars.

"Do you want to know the final chapter of Adventure for three fools?"

She turned her gaze to the sky to Ron.

Ron also turned to look at her, his gaze calm.

"That's what I'm here for."

Astherina hesitated, but finally raised her hand.

"Hum—"

The pale golden shield gradually wrapped the figures of the two dragons, forming a round ball, sealing all vision.

include

God's peep.

Not far from the Crystal Palace.

"What's going on? What is Astarena doing! A majestic body stepped forward angrily and asked.

"She's put in place the kind of prophecy barrier that [Logar Shanni Hilal] created, and we can't get inside, so we don't know what she's planning."

Another Supreme Being hiding in the shadows replied.

"It's completely her unilateral decision, why do such an extraneous thing?"

A cacophony of voices echoed through the palace

You can see it

They were very unhappy with this unplanned thing.

However, no one dared to get up or step forward to correct Astherina.

Because at the gate of the palace, there sat an old man with a white beard.

He looked up at the starry sky without the slightest movement.

But it is clear to all that his presence implies insurmountable majesty and authority.

"Hey"

The old man's sigh echoed through the hall, and everyone stopped communicating.

"Let her talk to the child, maybe she's just talking to the son of the deceased."

"But."

The presence in the shadows seems to want to say something.

"No, but."

The old man interrupted the voice abruptly, with a calm tone of firmness.

He glanced back, and the power from Io instantly enveloped the entire palace.

The gods stopped the noise under the strong sense of oppression.

They understood that the old man, who was always smiling, was now very, very serious.

Or even a little

Seeing the reaction of the gods, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then spoke comfortingly:

"You need not worry, Astherine will never destroy the astral plane that 'Him' created, and she will be our staunchest ally."

Astherina also felt the dissatisfaction and jealousy in the palace within the protective barrier of prophecy.

However, she did not regret her decision because of this.

On the contrary, she was more determined in her thoughts.

Because Asterina knew that it was for the sake of a more far-reaching future, she had to take a risk.

"You're guarding against them?"

Ron asked thoughtfully, looking at the familiar anti-eavesdropping magic in front of him.

This is a spell created by the iridescent dragon's god of magic, Senny, and it is clear that Astherina must have learned this magic through her own dragon mother's channel.

"This magic prevents others from eavesdropping on our conversations, and"

Astherina carefully explained to Ron what the circle did.

Obviously, she didn't know that Ron had already seen the three iridescent dragon gods, and he had known this knowledge for a long time.

And Ron didn't interrupt her science - he was reluctant to reveal more information about the three iridescent dragon gods to the other party, which was a matter of his own life.

After all, the more hole cards you have, the better.

"When it comes to your mother, you have to talk about your birth."

Astherina leaned against the barrier and said slowly while looking at the crystal palace not far away:

"We thought you were dead a long time ago, or rather, you did die once, as we saw with our own eyes."

"I died once? What do you mean? ”

Ron frowned, confused by what Astherina had said.

He didn't understand what Astherina meant by "dying once."

It is clear that this is not a reference to his previous experience in a car accident, but to another death.

Astherina hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Ron's puzzled expression.

Eventually, she decided to be honest:

"Ron, I. Including the other gods, they all agree that you are the [Child of Prophecy] that the three goddesses of fate said before they died. ”

"Child of Prophecy?"

Ron frowned.

Because it sounds a lot like a storyline from a bedtime baby's fairy tale.

Just a prophecy can lead to the extinction of the Rainbow Dragon Clan?

Isn't that a bit naïve?

Astherina saw Ron's distrust.

Her eyes dimmed for a moment, but quickly returned to their original form.

"It may be hard for you to imagine, but how terrifying your existence is to God."

Astherina smiled and continued.

"Even though your mother made a pact with Asmodeirs, the King of Hell, to protect you, she never imagined that so many gods would want to take your life."

"Even the Lord of the Nine Layers of Hell can't resist the Abyss Legion led by the Three Great Sovereigns, and behind this legion there are even countless incarnations of gods, including some gods of the Order God Line."

"In the face of all this, Asmodeus has no choice but to exile you into the spatial rift."

"We all thought that you had been shattered within the spatial turbulence, and the gods had completely sealed this period of history, except for the gods who participated in the war, few people in the astral realm knew about this past."

"Maybe everything is arranged by fate, and only the fact that you are resurrected from the dead is probably something that all the gods did not expect."

Astherina slowly brought together the secrets of the year.

Hearing Astherina tell this twisted and thrilling history, Ron couldn't help but feel palpitations.

For the first time, he knew that life had such a great meaning, and he didn't know it.

He began to understand why so many gods wanted to take his life.

Under Astherina's description, Ron seemed to see the scene back then.

He saw the desperation of the Lord of the Nine Layers of Hell, the frenzied attacks of the Three Great Sovereigns and the Abyss Legion, and the incarnations of countless gods coming towards him in a mighty manner.

"So, I'm a dragon who came back from the dead?"

A pun intended.

Ron whispered, feeling a wave of shock and disbelief in his heart.

Ron's mind was in turmoil.

For the first time, he realized that his life experience was far more complex and dangerous than he knew.

The three abyss lords gave up their grievances and hatreds and cursed together?

The King of Hell personally saw him off?

How did you have such a card before you were born?

Ron was silent for a long time, and finally reluctantly held back a complaint:

"How can I, how can I be remembered by so many powerful beings?"

Astherina laughed when she heard Ron's complaint.

She waved her wings, patted Ron on the shoulder lightly, and said:

"Ron, you may not know what the concept of a child of prophecy is. But you have to know that your very existence is a special treasure. ”

"You have a power and destiny like no other, which is why so many powerful beings are interested and coveted by you."

Ron tugged at the corners of his mouth, always feeling that Astherina was brainwashing him.

"How did I not know I was so awesome?"

He thought silently to himself.

However, he didn't say this, just adjusted his mood and looked at Astherina.

Astherine understood what he meant—Ron wanted to know more.

"About Your Mother and Father"

Astherina continued, somewhat sadly:

"Your mother, we still don't know where she is."

"Ever since the Battle of the Elven Wilderness, it was as if she had evaporated from the astral plane, and no matter how hard we tried to find her, we never saw her again."

"And your father. I don't know who it is. ”

Hearing this, Ron couldn't help but complain:

"Are you kidding me? Did I come out of thin air? ”

Unexpectedly, Astherina nodded seriously:

"In a way, you did appear out of nowhere."

She then slowly recounted what had happened before the iridescent dragons were attacked by the gods.

"Ron, you suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to a dragon egg after Veronica returned from hell."

"No one knows who your father is, and Veronica doesn't say anything about it, no matter how much Tamara and I ask, she just won't say it."

"Wait, that is"

Ron suddenly had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of something.

He ignored Astherina's gaze and quickly closed his eyes to search for the memory he had left behind.

Not this one

Nor is this one.

No.

Well? Got it!

Ron snapped his eyes open, looking at the image in his mind.

It was an image record he had stumbled upon in the Iridescent Dragon Inheritance when he was in the imaginary space.

In the image, Tamara is flying in front of her with a dragon egg, followed by a female iridescent dragon chasing after her with an anxious face.

"Is this my Mother of Dragons?"

Ron muttered as he looked at the graceful female iridescent dragon.

Astherina didn't know what Ron was looking at.

She looked at Ron, who looked a little sluggish, thinking that the other party had misunderstood something, and hurriedly explained:

"But Veronica loves you, there's no doubt about it."

"In order for you to survive that catastrophe, she left the tribe and took you into hiding in the fairy wilderness plane with her as a coward."

"But for some reason, the news of her hiding place leaked."

"Led by the three monarchs of the abyss, the existence of multiple great divine powers has joined forces to seal off the fairy wilderness plane"

"On our side, we only have the two dragon god gods of the power dragon god and Tamara to help in the battle."

"That war was fought for a long time, and many demons and gods died"

"There are too many people and gods who want your life, and each of us is fighting against several strong people of the same level."

"Even when the main god of the power dragon [Ruka Haynes] fought against three gods with great divine powers at the same time, Tamara directly confronted the prince of the abyss [Dimo Gogen]."

"The Great War has destroyed almost the entire Elven Wilderness, and the current Elven Queen has also died in the melee."

Astherina's eyes darkened, as if she remembered the scene from the past.

"But we were defeated after all, and Veronica suddenly disappeared before our eyes."

"And as the focus of the war, you were still a dragon egg at that time, and you were handed over by your mother to the king of hell [Asmodeirs], on the basis of paying a certain price, in exchange for the protection of the king of hell."

"And because of this, the battle of hell took place"

Astherina approached him and gently shook his hand:

"So, Ron, you're special, you're the choice of fate, and you have the power to change the world.

"While you have to face endless danger and hostility, you also have the opportunity to create a different future."

There was a light in her eyes, and her reverent expression seemed to be looking at some special treasure.

This performance made goosebumps rise under Ron Dragon's scales.

Ron quietly withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly:

"Don't pour me chicken soup, I'm allergic to Kun."

"What is Kun? Little Ron would be allergic to it? ”

Astherina asked, curious.

Ron waved his hand and casually responded:

"It's nothing, it's just a chicken-like creature."

Just when he was about to ask some more details about the year.

At this moment, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, and Astherina's figure began to blur.

"This is? What's going on? ”

Ron asked with some confusion as he watched her body suddenly become illusory.

"Hey, a bunch of impatient guys."

Astherina pursed her lips, eventually waving her hand to remove the protective circle.

At the moment when the circle slowly faded halfway, Ron also looked at the crystal palace not far away.

and, the white-haired old man sitting on the steps of the palace entrance.

"Bahamut. Yes. ”

Ron thought to himself.

Astherina also silently watched the figure of the platinum dragon god incarnation.

The moment the two dragon gods' eyes met, they staggered.

"Go ahead, he's waiting for you."

Asterena whispered.

"Hmm."

The moment Ron nodded, ready to leave for the Crystal Palace.

A telepathic transmission message suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Time waits for no one, and I've done everything I can."

"Now, it's your turn, Ron."

"Take the path you choose, don't choose the path you choose, you can have your true self. Whatever choice you make, Ron, you have to remember that it's all up to you. ”

"Listen."

With that last sentence, her body turned into a ray of light and vanished.

The empty sky was filled with only a faint scent, as if no other dragon had ever appeared.

Ron looked at where she had disappeared, the corners of his mouth crooked.

"This guy is running very fast, the key is how I will go back later!"

Ron babbled a few words about Astherina's unreliability.

But it didn't take long for Ron to get his mood right.

He didn't think about relying on her to take him back again.

Ron had set up countless teleportation coordinates and teleportation targets in Karen, just in case.

"Boom!"

With a wingspan of more than 700 meters, the colorful dragon wings slowly spread out and swooped straight in the direction of the crystal palace.

Beyond the speed of sound, the dragon's body is surrounded by layers of gray sonic boom clouds.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The sound of the sonic boom rumbles endlessly, as if it were a salute for the birth of a new king, or like fireworks before the grand debut.

And Astherina's last words still echoed in Ron's mind.

"Listen, inner voice, and go out of your own way."

"Ron Alpha Omega."

Looking at Bahamut getting closer and closer, the corners of Ron's mouth opened slightly

Your own path, of course, you have to go your own way.

"It's too noisy outside, just listen to your heart."

Ron said.

In the next second, the colorful dragon fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

A huge ring-shaped sonic boom cloud slowly dispersed with the hurricane.

The wind swept Bahamut's white hair, but it could not shake his body.

The iridescent dragon's head slowly lifted, and the nine-colored dragon's eyes loomed in the sandstorm.

"You're here, kid."

(End of chapter)