There is no incurable wound, no unending perdition.

All that is lost, will come back in another way.

Dependent origin and extinction, light turns to the passing years, and everything will eventually come to an end.

———— Bahamut

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The old man looked kindly and looked up at the iridescent dragon in front of him.

"You're here, kid."

The old man said slowly, his voice like the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, which was refreshing.

"Good day, Your Majesty Bahamut."

Ron nodded in response, adjusting his body to about the same level as the other man.

The iridescent dragon's eyes shone with wisdom and vigilance, but he still hung his head, as if listening silently to the old man's words.

Facing this god of the good dragon and the lord of the north wind, he is one of the strongest in the dragon god system.

Even Ron would have treated him with enough respect.

This was the first time the two dragon gods had met, and they looked at each other carefully.

"He is worthy of being the god of the good dragon, no matter how you look at it, you can't see his depth, just this seamless concealment technique is enough for you to learn for a few years."

Ron secretly used his guardian power to observe the old man in front of him, while thinking to himself.

He didn't dare to use the system identification technique, for fear of disturbing the other party.

After all, Astherine is nothing more than Io's messenger.

And the one in front of him is half of Io's corpse!

Reminiscent of the previous scene

Ron felt that even Astherina could detect the anomaly of the Systematic Identification Technique, and as part of Io's remnants, Bahamut couldn't detect it.

And the man in front of him looks like a kind and good-eyed gentleman.

But don't forget.

According to the information Ron has obtained so far, he did not help the Rainbow Dragons in the Battle of Dragonfall back then.

As for what kind of purpose would make this platinum dragon god, who has always been biased towards the dragon clan, make such a decision.

Ron doesn't know.

But judging from the current situation, this group of dragon gods can only be used as a temporary guarantee to prevent those gods from recreating the scene of the past to besiege themselves.

If you really want to be foolproof, you still have to rely on your own strength.

Just as Ron pondered what to do with Bahamut.

Bahamut was also watching Ron.

"Like, really like."

The old man's eyes were a little confused, as if he remembered some old things, but they were fleeting.

"This kid really resembles Veronica, and it's no wonder that Tamara shelters him so much."

The thought vanished in Bahamut's mind.

Looking at the iridescent dragon who took the initiative to salute, the old man's eyes became more and more gentle.

He looked at the iridescent dragon in front of him, at the beautiful and intelligent dragon face, as if looking at a close family member:

"I've been looking forward to this meeting for a long time, and I think so are you."

"Yes, just"

Ron hesitated for a moment, and finally confessed truthfully:

"I have called your name countless times on a fire elemental plane on the verge of depravity, but you have not set your eyes on me."

"Huh?"

Bahamut's smiling eyes widened suddenly.

Ron didn't understand how much this shock had to Platinum Dragon's heart.

But in an instant, Bahamut regained his gentle smile, and that shock was hidden deep in his heart.

"Maybe I was asleep at the time."

The only platinum dragon in the astral realm gave himself an excuse that was not satisfactory.

Then he looked at Ron with a sad look on his face and said in an apologetic tone:

"Kid, I'm sorry for not reaching out when you need it, it was my mistake and I apologize to you."

As he spoke, he actually lowered his head and performed a dragon ritual to Ron.

Ron was taken aback by Bahamut's sudden move and hurriedly flew to the side.

"No, no, no, I don't blame Bahamut, I'm just a little puzzled."

The rainbow young dragon looked at the old man in front of him and said honestly, and there was even a hint of red on his face.

It's like I'm shy.

Although he looks like an honest kid next door on the surface, Ron is already secretly complaining in his heart.

"When I faced Mecanshut, I shouted the names of the gods of the dragon god system one by one!"

Ron bowed his head "shyly" while thinking to himself.

"But what about you? You guys didn't respond to me yet, are you all sleeping? Or is it a collective silver party? ”

He didn't believe what Bahamut said, because he didn't hear the call because he was asleep.

That's!

It is better to believe that the sow will go up to the tree.

Ron seriously suspected that the gods of the astral plane might not hear his call at all!

Otherwise, there was no reason for them not to speak to the call of the last iridescent dragon in the astral plane.

But though the gods couldn't hear Ron's name calling.

However, judging from the fact that the name of the palace that calls the Time Dragon God in the realm of the dead will be sensed, it can be perceived that you call the name of the god item.

"Maybe we can take advantage of that later."

"But what is the quality of me crying out to God, but God cannot hear? The legendary Hidden God? ”

Ron maintains his superb acting skills while thinking about his new discoveries.

Despite Ron's obstruction, Bahamut insisted on completing the etiquette.

Then he raised his head again and said gently:

"Kid, I know you have a lot of questions you want to know, but it's too windy here, so let's go in and talk."

Bahamut made a joke, and Ron, of course, didn't make sense.

"It's up to you."

The iridescent young dragon looked like a good baby and bowed his head in response.

"Good, good, good boy."

The old man smiled, his eyes full of kindness and surprise.

"Son, I am glad for your determination and courage. From now on, we will embark on a journey full of turmoil and trials. You will face countless challenges, but you will also encounter a lot of help and friendship. ”

"Believe in yourself, believe in fate, and together we will overcome all difficulties."

Bahamut looked at Ron, his eyes full of anticipation.

He took the initiative to step forward, gently grasped Ron's colorful glass-like dragon claws, and was about to lead him into the crystal palace himself!

"I'll take you to meet your seniors, and they've been waiting for you for a long time."

He said warmly.

"Uh, okay."

Ron was a little flattered and hurriedly followed the old man's pace.

You know, this is a dragon god with great divine power!

The other party took the initiative to show favor several times, which made Ron, whose heart was like ice, a little overwhelmed.

One after the other, they stepped through the gates of the Crystal Palace.

Along the way, Bahamut was blowing cold and warmth with Ron, like a friendly elder, without the slightest shelf of a dragon god.

But Ron's mind wasn't on these common words.

Feeling the strange aura of energy flowing in the air, Ron's eyes lit up.

"This smells so familiar, it feels like it can be absorbed?"

Ever since Ron stepped into the palace, he had noticed something unusual.

There was a strange energy in the air that filled the Crystal Palace.

But the fluctuation gave Ron a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

Although it is a little strange, the urge from the bloodline is definitely not fake.

His instincts told Ron that the breath here would be of great benefit if swallowed.

Ron felt the cells all over his body scream, allowing himself to swallow the energy in the air.

It's like the cat that sees the fish and the dog that sees the ribs.

However, due to Bahamut's presence, Ron didn't try to absorb the strange energy in the air on the spot.

But he still kept an eye on it, and while following Bahamut into the portal, he quietly used the invisible power of guardianship to intercept a part of it and store it in the storage utensils given by the goddess of death.

"This thing and the power of guardianship, the platinum dragon god can't seem to see?"

Ron looked at Bahamut, who was unaware of the slightest notice, and had a little more plan in his heart.

The interior of the Crystal Palace is not the size it seems, and there are many secrets hidden beneath its unremarkable exterior.

The entire interior space is covered with various spatial transfer circles, all of which are made through space folding technology.

Without Bahamut's leadership, Ron would have had to take a detour to get into the heart of Crystal Palace.

As Bahamut and Ron walked through the final portal of light, they reached the heart of the Crystal Palace.

This is where the soul of the entire palace is located, full of mystical energy.

Ron almost couldn't help but turn into a ventilator on the spot and directly inhale the mysterious energy.

"This thing is purely torturing dragons."

Ron complained in his heart, and at the same time calmed the cells in his body that were about to riot.

Huge crystal pillars stand around and emit a soft glow, giving people a sacred and solemn feeling.

And behind those huge crystal prisms, there are majestic figures hidden in the shadows.

Ron was also struck by what he saw.

He felt the power flowing through the air, and several dragons appeared in his mind.

Those dragon gods are all ruthless characters who have left a strong mark in the dragon legacy, and each of them is extraordinary and powerful.

A faint dragon power emanated from the crystal pillar.

Except for a few dragon gods, the other dragon gods all used dragon power to suppress Ron together.

However, these were all fended off by Bahamut, who was walking ahead of Ron.

Long Wei was like a breeze in front of the old man, not affecting him or Ron behind him.

This temptation was stopped by Bahamut's intervention.

"Huh?"

The phantoms glanced at each other, as if they didn't expect the platinum dragon god to stand in front of the iridescent dragon.

"Liwei?"

Ron looked at the crystal phantoms, gripped the dragon claws tightly, and didn't say much.

"One day, I will be stronger than Them."

He swore in his heart.

Bahamut looked at Ron and smiled, turned his head to look at the phantoms, and said slowly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, Veronica's child is here, and you must have a lot to say about this child."

Hearing this, Ron frowned.

He secretly activated the teleportation circle and the law of death hidden in the spiritual sea, preparing to leave here at any time.

This is the confidence of Ron who dares to come to the meeting alone.

Even when the Astral Gods gathered, Ron believed that the Goddess of Death could help him open the door to his departure.

Although it is not entirely certain what level of strength the goddess of death is.

But Ron was sure that the strength of the goddess of death, who was an old acquaintance with Io and had fought with the Time Dragon God and gained an advantage, was definitely far superior to ordinary great divine powers.

That should be close to the power of God!

Ron didn't speak, and the dragon god behind those shadows naturally didn't take the initiative to speak.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Eventually, the shadow of the crystal in the middle of the room spoke:

"So, Bahamut, what is your choice?"

All the dragon gods focused their eyes on the platinum dragon god, waiting for his answer.

After all, he's the biggest fist in the world.

"Me?"

Bahamut glanced at Ron behind him, shook his head and smiled.

"We did it wrong once, and now I don't want to be wrong again."

"He's innocent, he shouldn't be victimized by the speculation of the gods, and no matter what choice Ron kid makes, I'll support him."

"Again, this is also Tamara's opinion, and the Order Dragon God will provide him with protection."

A few shadows hidden in the darkness couldn't sit still when they heard the name.

"What?"

"Tamara her."

"That's it."

The empty hall was filled with uneasy whispers.

Ron looked at the group of gods who were whispering to each other, and suddenly felt a little funny.

Is that what he's worried about?

It turns out that they are no different from the aunts in the vegetable market who quarrel over the price of one or two copper vegetables.

Regardless of the reaction of the gods, Bahamut turned to look at Ron and said kindly:

"Child, you must not have come here to see me, an old man, I think you have your own demands, so you can say it here."

Then, Bahamut opened his eyes a little and said solemnly:

"Don't worry, you'll be fine with me."

The attitude of the platinum dragon was obvious, which made it a little difficult for the gods who had negotiated before to accept.

However, the power is stronger than people, and now that Bahamut has already expressed his position, they can no longer say anything, so they have to change their plans to deal with it.

"I. . . Originally, I came to find allies. ”

Ron said with a smile.

"But now, it doesn't seem to be necessary."

None of you are stupid, and the gods can understand the meaning of Ron's words.

"Rude! It's just a baby dragon! ”

"There's no place for you to talk here!"

A dark shadow in the crystal pillar shouted angrily.

As His voice fell.

A gust of wind rushed towards Ron in an instant.

The massive cyan storm formed a tornado, spinning like a knife wheel to tear apart everything in sight.

It's just a casual blow from God, and the terrifying power contained in it is far beyond the limit that humans can touch—the Nine Rings Magic!

Bahamut had wanted to unleash the magic.

But when he saw Ron's confident gaze and the forward stride, he stopped the thought.

There is always only one way to earn the respect of the gods - to gain it with your own power!

Bahamut knew about it, and so did Ron.

Isn't it time to make an example of the chickens?

So he didn't hesitate at all, and directly exerted his strongest ability under normal conditions.

Ron inhaled slightly.

The chest of the colorful dragon instantly became full, and even slightly swollen.

Then, in the face of an approaching hurricane, he opened the dragon's kiss.

[Rainbow Breath]!

Colorful streamers flew out of the dragon's mouth, like a meteor, cutting through the air in a gorgeous arc, and slamming into the tornado.

"Boom!"

The tornado composed of divine power trembled, and the breath exclusive to the iridescent dragon clan almost divided the entire world into two screens:

Half of it was a howling wind

Half of it is rainbow

But in the face of Ron's power, it can't resist after all.

"Kala."

The space also became fragile under the blow, and the sound of glass shattering was heard.

The next second

Dragon's breath crushed in with absolute superiority.

The hurricane burst and scattered like a giant firework with iridescent streamers.

Several star-streaked streamers rushed straight towards the god who had sent out a storm of divine power, forcing him to unleash his divine power again to stop the aftermath of the attack.

This also means that in this short encounter, this true god with weak divine power actually lost to Ron!

"How is that possible!"

"He's just a demigod, where did he get such a powerful power?"

All the gods present were dumbfounded.

The iridescent breath that has not appeared in the astral realm for thousands of years confronts the Divine Storm, and the scene is simply mythical and powerful.

"Am I qualified to speak now?"

The ruthless nine-colored dragon eyes slowly lifted up, staring at the gods in front of them.

For a moment, there was silence. (End of chapter)