After calling out the real name, it was as if some kind of password had been triggered.

"Boom"

The world is like a weak canvas, randomly scratched by a child's brush, and a spatial rift that penetrates the sky and the earth splits the whole world from it.

In an instant, half of the steel city was annihilated like a bubble, replaced by a large stream of scarlet mist.

Along the cracks in space, endless blood-red fog swept through the entire world like espresso entering pure water.

Ron didn't make any moves, allowing half of the world to be polluted until it was scarlet.

He stood at the midpoint between the two realms, stretched out his hand, and gently poked out.

"Torah—"

Accompanied by the sound of paper tearing.

In an instant, a large area of blood mist was wrapped in iridescent divine power, and the great shore's divine power forcibly pulled it out of the other half of the scarlet world, and a vacant area appeared in the endless blood mist space, but in the next second, more blood mist made up for the vacancy of the "seniors" and filled it again.

Ignore the blood mist that is about to move.

Ron silently manipulated the grasping blood mist and began to slowly clench until it turned into a drop of blood that glowed a bewitching red light, suspended in the palm of a human's hand.

Similar to Mecansut's power, but with a completely different amount of transfiguration and blasphemy power, it reverberates in the palm of his hand.

A faint hint of sleepiness came from the palm of his hand, but it was quickly extinguished by the golden divinity and guardian power that Ron had "heard the sound of" and was in his body.

It's similar to a certain Zhenggong who found that there was a little three invasions and directly turned on the hand-tearing devil mode~~

"I see, I just said that the dizziness of the spatial teleportation will not make a high-level legend (Elise) faint until now, it turns out that this blood is at work."

Feeling the strange power emanating from his blood that could put people into a deep sleep, a flash of surprise flashed in Ron's eyes.

Of course, while making inferences, he also went with the flow and brushed aside the reason for his terrible space shuttle technology. (A high-level legend who is still asleep clicks on it)

In other words, is this some kind of spiritual realm constructed by intercepting the spiritual power that overflowed during my spatial transformation?"

"Well, maybe it should be called a degraded kingdom of God or a realm of gods."

Ron's face was calm, and he casually collected the blood that had been revealed with time magic in his hand.

Turning around, he stepped into the blood-red space.

As if it were a two-dimensional and three-dimensional converter, the moment he crossed the gap between the two realms, Ron's human limbs gradually transformed into dragon bodies.

It begins with the transformation of the first finger into the dragon's claw, until the tail blade of the Rainbow Dragon's Tail is fully drawn as the finale of the end.

With a fleeting sigh, the most beautiful dragon in the astral realm descended once again.

Feel the long river of divine power that is clearly visible in the body and the guardian power that silently nourishes the body in the heart.

Ron suddenly remembered a doubt he had when he had just broken out of the dragon egg.

If a person, his thinking is completely transformed into dragon thinking, his movement habits become the posture of the dragon, and his thoughts become the ethical concept of the dragon.

So, as a "human", is he considered dead?

It's a puzzle with no answers.

Or perhaps, the answer is gone the moment the question appears.

Looking at the Chiguo woman tied to the cross-shaped wooden frame in the distance, Ron silently cut off the trace of "distraction".

This is a true God of the past!

Even if the power has fallen countless levels, even if it is in some kind of sealed state, it is possible to pull herself into her world and talk.

At this time, it is not a good thing to still think about those philosophical questions that are not there.

You have to get rid of distractions and give your full attention!

Well. The excuse is so serious.

"You don't seem surprised at all at what I look like now."

Elizabeth Conti, the primordial succubus king, raised his head with difficulty, looked at the iridescent baby dragon that reappeared not far away, and said with a smile.

As she moved, the wreath of thorns at her collarbone began to shrink like the palm of her hand.

"Tick tock. Tick"

The turquoise thorns that pierced deep into the snow-white neck kept fresh blood flowing, and the forbidden magic array depicted on it made its wounds never heal, the crystallization of magical wisdom created by humans and elves.

The crimson liquid slowly flowed down the naked, smooth body until it submerged the bottom of the long cross below, and finally fell into the nameless abyss.

With the sound of water droplets hitting the surface of the water, a new red mist rose again, as if a new life was born.

There is a beginning, but there is no end.

Glancing at the strange entrance to the space under the cross, Ron raised his head and stared at the [former Succubus King] in front of him who was tied to the cross naked, with only countless thorns and long vines entwined to block the key points, and said slowly:

"It is recorded in the Dragon Legacy that the original succubus clan was not what it is today."

"They are the beings born from the birth of the astral plane, and there are even gods of chaos who say that they are the first generation"

"Elf, yes."

Elizabeth took the conversation with a smile and sneered:

"Ha, if those long ears heard you, they would be very angry."

"It's a pity they can't hear it."

Ron shook his head and pointed in the direction he had come, where a stone monument had been erected.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a betrayal, right?"

Without waiting for a smiling Elizabeth to reply, Ron continued to mutter:

"According to the Dragon's Legacy, Mecanshut was not the first King of Succubus."

"Before she ascended to the god of succubi, there was once a king of the primordial succubus race, and a certain ancient dragon god once said that the god of succubi even ruled the bottomless abyss for a short time."

"It's a pity"

Ignoring Elizabeth, whose face gradually returned to calm, Ron said directly:

"The succubus prosper and weaken because of Him."

As if the pain point was said, Elizabeth suddenly interrupted with a blank face:

"You're a studious iridescent dragon, you open your mouth to inherit and close your mouth to inherit, I think the dragon inheritance is about to be ruined by you, right?"

Hearing this, Ron was silent for a moment.

Is this in a hurry?

That's pretty good, it shows that the former succubus king's psychological defense line is not high, and it is more convenient for what he wants to do next.

With thousands of thoughts in his heart, Ron did not forget to respond to the other party's doubts.

"It's not that it's broken, it's just that I simply read the "Inheritance of the Dragon" hundreds of times, and by the way, I wrote down all the knowledge of spellcasting and inheritance techniques recorded in it."

A certain iridescent dragon folded its claws and said proudly.

Elizabeth was a little stunned by the performance of the little dragon in front of her.

With her eyesight, she is completely sure that the other party's demeanor at this moment is not a performance, but a pride from the bottom of her heart.

In the dragon clan's collective idea of eating and sleeping and eating after sleeping since ancient times, Ron's idea of struggle can be described as incompatible.

In fact, the vast majority of true dragons don't go through the Dragon's Legacy until they die, not even once.

In addition to the dragon's natural pride, laziness is also one of the main reasons.

Even a scholar like the diligent silver dragon Sydney is just looking through the knowledge of interest in the inheritance memory in his spare time, and a dragon like Ron who has spent thousands of years (imaginary space) flipping through the inheritance is not unique, it can be regarded as an unprecedented ancient dragon.

Everyone is lying down waiting for an upgrade, why are you rolling up?

But Ron doesn't care!

Joke, in this world where knowledge is power, it is pure bastard to have knowledge and not learn, how can there be a truth that learning is wrong.

Those dragons who eat and wait for death every day, and sit in the treasure house of inheritance without entering should be despised existence, and only by experiencing the pain of powerlessness can they understand the beauty of controlling everything.

Isn't this one a good example?

"Growing in strength never means being strong."

Ron looked at the god in front of him, who might have been a medium-level god, and said calmly:

"For the weak, the throne is like a cage." (End of chapter)