Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Black dragon? How could this kind of waste that only corrupts the water and spits out acidic water cause such harm to me and your mother!"

After hearing his son's words, even though he was scarred, the male dragon still maintained his majesty and said sternly, not hiding his contempt and contempt for the black dragon, even if it was a giant dragon that lived in the water.

"The black dragon, which is only slightly stronger than Dragon Clan's Shame, is not qualified to be my and your father's opponent."

Even the always amiable Dragon Mother was correcting her with a serious face at this moment. For them, it was an insult to compare the black dragon with equal status.

"Then what kind of dragon are you fighting against, father and mother?"

Dirrell has already guessed the answer. Although the bronze dragon has many enemies, there are only a few dragons that can be regarded as opponents by the bronze dragon. Even the black dragon is despised.

"A bunch of blue dragons!"

Father Dragon's voice was a little solemn, and Tyrell's expression also became solemn.

In his eyes, among the color dragons, blue dragons are more threatening than red dragons, because red dragons mostly travel alone, while blue dragons appear in family units. If you encounter a blue dragon, it often represents a group.

Although his dragon father and mother are very close, the dragon family has bumped into a blue dragon family. It is clear which one is stronger and which one is weaker. The future is not optimistic.

"Father, how many dragons do they have?"

"Dirrell, this is not something that young dragons like you need to worry about. You just need to eat and sleep with peace of mind. War is a matter for us adult dragons. Wait until you are an adult before participating in it!"

The dragon mother stretched out her tail and swept aside the young dragon who was trying to discuss the war with them seriously. Then she stretched out her claws and tore off a piece of still active flesh and blood from the giant whale with dragon veins and threw it in front of him.

"But once you are defeated and those blue dragons come here, they won't care whether I am a baby dragon or not."

Looking at the flesh and blood thrown in front of him, Tyrell opened his mouth and tore off a piece, chewing it while muttering.

Hearing the young dragon's words, the two adult dragons looked at each other, and then the mother dragon looked at Dirrell with some humor.

"Do you have so little confidence in me and your father?"

"It's not that I don't have confidence in you, but they are a group of blue dragons. In a blue dragon family, there are dozens of big and small dragons in total. There are not only adult dragons, old dragons, and even ancient dragons. In addition, they There are also many dependents and monster servants.”

Tyrell swallowed the fresh flesh and blood in his mouth and argued with his parents with the inherited information.

With such a comparison of organizational structure and strength, he really couldn't imagine that his parents would have any possibility of winning in a confrontation with the Blue Dragon family.

"Then do you think your father and I are like the shame of the brainless dragon clan? Knowing that there is no possibility of victory, we will only take you and your brothers and sisters out of this sea, instead of choosing to face the difficulties. superior."

After waiting patiently for Tyrell to finish speaking, the Mother of Dragons' smiling voice sounded.

"For your mother and I, you are the most precious treasure, and your safety trumps everything else."

Father Dragon also answered at this moment, his powerful voice echoing in the wide cave.

But even so, those brothers and sisters who were sleeping soundly showed no sign of waking up. In the sleeping state, the dragon's perception of the outside world will be minimized, which is when the dragon is most vulnerable.

"Don't worry, Tyrell. This war against the evil dragon is presided over by His Excellency the Ancient Golden Dragon Adrian. Your mother and I are just participating in it. We don't need to bear too much pressure."

"Ancient Golden Dragon."

When Tyrell heard this, his heart that had been in suspense when he heard about the conflict between his parents and the Blue Dragon family was immediately relieved.

He probably knew why his parents participated in this war, because this was almost a war that was bound to be won.

There is no other special reason, just because the person leading this war is an ancient golden dragon. As the strongest dragon species among the metal dragons, after a long period of thousands of years, an ancient golden dragon possesses more than just tyranny. Strength.

An ancient golden dragon will know and make friends with various powerful and kind-hearted creatures, and will invite these friends to help him when in need.

Creatures that can be recognized and befriended by Gu Jinlong will basically not shirk the invitation to fight against evil unless it is because of something extremely important and inescapable.

Therefore, a war led by an ancient golden dragon does not just represent an ancient dragon with the most powerful blood among the metal dragon clan.

When necessary, as long as Ancient Jinlong is willing to pay the price, he can summon multiple ancient dragons to the battlefield and summon multiple legends to help.

This is a power that even the Blue Dragon Family, with its ancient dragon at its command, is absolutely unable to contend with.

Of course, unless it is absolutely necessary, even Gu Jinlong will not pay such a price, because this means that his thousand years of savings will be completely consumed by the war, and he will even be saddled with huge debts.

When you have a choice, it is of course the minimum price to defeat evil - friends are friends, and you still have to pay when you call your friends to help, especially when you call dragon allies, you must pay.

"It seems our children can eat and sleep in peace."

The adult dragon couldn't help but smile when he looked at the young dragon's appearance, and the dragon father couldn't help but joke.

"How long will you stay this time?"

Tyrell raised his head and asked. Although he didn't mind being a left-behind dragon cub, it still made the dragon feel more at ease to have an adult dragon watching over him.

"After you have eaten, go to sleep peacefully. We will always be here before you wake up. Your Excellency Adrian allows us to rest for three years."

"..."

Dirrell stopped talking when he heard this. Dragons' concept of time is completely different from that of humans. The confrontation between dragons, especially involving ancient dragons, may last for decades or even hundreds of years.

As a young dragon, what he needs to do now is to eat and sleep.

However, as Tyrell swallowed all the flesh and blood in front of him that was larger than his body, he still didn't feel full.

The young dragon noticed something was wrong. There seemed to be a slight change in his body, or rather his bloodline.

"I'm not full yet!"

After hesitating for a moment, Tyrell asked his dragon father and mother for food. The adult dragon was a little surprised, but he still tore off a larger piece of flesh and threw it to him. At the same time, he also swept over a pile of roughly refined meat. of metal mines.

After eating twice as much food as before, Tyrell fell into a deep sleep amid the overwhelming sleepiness.