Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Walk!"

During the roar of thunder, a biting storm burst out from inside the dragon castle. The giant dragon filled with thunder flew out from it with the power of rage. When his voice spread, two of them came here with him, waiting. The red dragon outside quickly followed.

"Who in the castle pissed you off?"

The red dragon Lauralis faced the raging lightning and approached the source of the storm. She looked back and found a girl who looked like she was carved from ice crystals, looking at her with a smile. The female dragon felt all over her body. Feeling cold, he turned his head and moved closer to Tyrell, and then asked cautiously.

"A self-righteous silver dragon!"

Tyrell said unceremoniously that he had really had enough. He did not deny the strong and strong physical desires of dragons, but wasn't he still young?

"I remember that you red dragon and silver dragon are mortal enemies, right?"

Full of anger and frustration, the young dragon turned his attention to the female dragon beside him.

"Lord Tyrell, that is the legendary silver dragon!"

Lauralis's head suddenly shrank, her tone changed, and she even used an honorific title for Tyrell. Even as proud as a red dragon, she would choose to retreat when faced with a force that was impossible to defeat.

She had just stayed outside the castle and had already felt the powerful force inside the castle. Not to mention she was just an adult red dragon, even ten of them would be frozen in the ice and end up as ice sculpture exhibits.

"She is also an adult dragon."

"Adult? How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. We are both adult dragons. Why is there such a big gap between you two?"

Tyrell, who was so angry at the legendary silver dragon and didn't give him a chance to vent it out, finally could no longer control his emotions at this moment.

"If I were like that silver dragon and became a legend when I reached adulthood, you should be lying in my lair right now, holding my legs and begging for mercy."

The red dragon Loralis, who had been scolded, murmured in dissatisfaction.

"What did you say?"

Tyrell turned his head and stared at this somewhat presumptuous female dragon.

"No, it's nothing."

Lauralis quickly denied that after coming out of Dragon Island, she encountered legends one after another, which greatly impacted her spirit. One of the legends in particular was a silver dragon from the metal dragon clan.

This gave her a great sense of crisis and yearning. If she could become the legendary red dragon, then no matter where she was in the world, she would be able to run rampant and destroy everything she wanted to destroy without restraint.

"Are you loyal to me and will you obey all my orders?"

"certainly."

The red dragon Lauralis nodded repeatedly. She had no doubt that if she could not establish a clear superior-subordinate relationship with the metal dragon in front of her, she would be killed mercilessly by the silver dragon inside just outside the castle. .

"Okay, now is the time for you to be loyal to me. Have you seen the castle behind? There is a silver dragon inside. She is sleeping. Go and kill her!"

Hearing this, the female dragon's body suddenly trembled and she almost fell from the air.

"Dirrell, how could I possibly do such a thing? Are you asking me to die?"

"You can't do it and you still say you're loyal?"

Tyrell looked sideways at the female dragon.

"After I am promoted to legend, I can challenge her!"

Lauralis took a deep breath. She didn't know what the young dragon had gone through in the castle, but it was obvious that she was now the target of his venting.

"When you are promoted to legend, Emilia may become a demigod."

Di Ruier remembered Silver Dragon's words, and he still couldn't figure out why this legend, who had clearly been praised by the Dragon God, acted so depressed, as if the treasures in the dragon's nest had been emptied by thieves.

"Demigod? It's not that easy."

"I have remembered what you said. If you don't challenge Emilia after you are promoted to legend, I will ask Emilia to come over and deal with you."

"You have such a close relationship with that silver dragon?"

The female dragon Lauralis's tone was more respectful. She was obviously a bronze dragon, so how could she maintain such a close relationship with the silver dragon?

"She is my half-sister."

Tyrell said casually.

"Half-mother...sister?"

The red dragon muttered for a moment, and then quickly realized that this was not a blood relationship at all.

"Stop standing still and call out!"

The Bloodhoof Tribe was close at hand, and although there was still some time before the deadline he gave, Tyrell still brought two red dragons over for a while, for no other reason than to show off their force.

Roar--

Under the control of the Ring of Control, the red dragon Isaac reluctantly let out a roar that shook the plains, and the overwhelming dragon power rolled down.

In an instant, most of the people and horses of the Bloodhoof Tribe and the animals they raised had weak hooves and could not support their bodies. They fell limply to the ground, with feces and urine flowing out. For a moment, the ground was full of fishy stench.

Roar~

The female dragon Lauralis also cast her gaze downwards, the desire for destruction rising from her eyes. There was no such weak tribe on Dragon Island.

So many giant dragons have thrived on the island and have coexisted for hundreds of years. Even the weakest kobolds are transformed into dragon kobolds, and even dragon people have evolved into clans.

"Can I burn them all?"

The red dragon couldn't help but asked excitedly. She saw the fear in the eyes of these centaurs, and the fear in the eyes of this intelligent creature made her feel unprecedented pleasure. She couldn't wait to bring death and destruction to this centaur. tribe.

"cannot."

Tyrell refused outright,

"Without my order, you are not allowed to harm any intelligent life in this sea area."

"Then what should I eat?"

Lauralis said dissatisfied.

"The beasts on the island can be used as food. All your actions in the future will be in accordance with the standards of the Metal Dragon Clan."

Tyrell stared at the female dragon, while Isaac on the side also cast a cruel look at her.

"If you are not satisfied, or if you verbally agree now but violate it later, and I find out, I don't mind changing your current identity. I believe Isaac is happy to see you reduced to the same situation as him."

"I will obey your orders, but I cannot suppress the nature derived from my blood. I need enemies, I need to kill, and I need to destroy!"

The female dragon roared. She could abide by some of the rules of the Metal Dragon Clan, but if all her actions were to be based on the Metal Dragon Clan, she would go crazy.

"Enemy? Demon, what do you think?"

"As long as it can destroy me, know fear, and make me feel joy, anything is fine."

"That's easy to solve."

Tyrell has made arrangements for the whereabouts of this female dragon, mainly because he wants to see the obedience of the color dragons. After all, he cannot always rely on the Ring of Command to control all the dragons. This is unrealistic.

"Great dragon, I have followed your request to summon all the tribal leaders on the grassland, but I need more time!"

Yonn, the leader of the Bloodhoof Tribe, saw two giant dragons with bright red scales hovering over the tribe. The deepest fear from his blood welled up in his heart. He recognized what kind of dragon they were, even though he had never seen them before. But in the stories passed down from ancient times, it is the incarnation of destruction and fire.

"I hope that when the promised day comes, I can obtain the allegiance and obedience of all horses. If you fail, I will let them cleanse the opponents on the grassland."

Dirrell descended from the air and looked at the centaur leader who was still standing upright despite the might of the dragon. His injuries had still not recovered, but at this moment, he was the only one in the entire tribe who still had the courage to face the dragon.

"I will lead all the people and horses to be loyal to you, but I also implore you not to let the red dragon appear over the grassland. It is enough to destroy all the reason and courage of my people and make us no longer able to produce. This will also affect our people and horses. An offering to you.”

"If you can fulfill my request, then I will grant your request."

Tyrell glanced at the centaur in surprise, and then readily agreed to his request.

The red dragon is suitable for appearing on the battlefield of external expansion, but not suitable for the territory with stable order.

"What use does this weak and lowly race have to you?"

When Tyrell left the island with the two red dragons, Lauralis asked curiously. In her eyes, centaurs, humans, halflings and other intelligent races were no different from insects.

She didn't understand why Tyrell, who was already so powerful in his youth, would spend his energy to subdue such a group. Even as vassals, they were too weak and not qualified at all.

"You only see their weakness, but you don't see the potential they show."

"Potential? What potential do bugs have? I just flew over their tribe and they lost all courage."

"Forget it if you don't understand."

Tyrell didn't want to discuss this kind of thing with the red dragon. The Emerald Dragon Mother might have similar opinions to him in this regard.

Seeing Tyrell's attitude, Lauralis gritted her dragon teeth, but did not dare to say anything more.

Tyrell led the two red dragons and climbed over the mountains in a short time. Then he saw the construction site in full swing. The copper-skinned giants waved their tridents, clearing vegetation and splitting rocks.

This was the location he chose to build the palace, on the cliff next to the coast and on the same island as the Golden Dragon's castle.

Originally, according to Tyrell's idea, he should choose an island nearby that was rich in products and resources, not on the same island as the Golden Dragon Castle.

But after coming into contact with the elves, he changed his mind slightly. There was no need to build the initial dragon nest too far away. It was better to be closer to the silver dragon.

No one stipulates that only one dragon nest can be built. In the future, he can conquer more islands, find a better location, and let the ocean giants build it for him. There is no need to solve all the problems at the beginning. , must want the best.

Suitability is the most important thing.

The flying dragons were originally enslaved from the mountains of this island. With the palace placed between the mountains and the sea, he did not need to worry too much about the food of the flying dragons. He could just let them hunt by themselves. The same was true for the ocean giants.

After a period of time, after the tribe of men and horses surrendered to him, it would be much more convenient to pay tribute to him. There was no need to think about how to cross the ocean. It would be too difficult for them to have a group of men and horses who were born to run on land across the sea to pay tribute to him.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, Tyrell chose this island to build the palace. The distance from the Golden Dragon's castle is only the continuous mountains that are not a barrier at all for dragons.

The construction of a palace suitable for dragons is an extremely cumbersome and huge project. Although there is no long-term plan, Tyrell's requirements are not ambiguous at all.

Because his palace is not just his dragon living in it, but also his four young dragons, his brothers and sisters, and the red dragon he enslaved, a total of eight dragons.

Dragons are very independent creatures. When they grow up, dragons need a private and independent space. Therefore, what the giants need to build is not a palace, but a group of palaces.

Fortunately, Direal only requested palace buildings and did not require the buildings to have special functions. Therefore, it is not too difficult for giants whose strength is above the gold level, but it just takes longer.

While the giants were building the palace for him, Tyrell did not run around. Instead, he chose a mountain peak adjacent to the construction site, flattened the top of the mountain, and brought several red dragons with him to watch the giants' hard work.

When a majestic palace standing on the highest point of the mountain cliff began to take shape, and its future completed grandeur could be seen, Tyrell led the dragons to the construction site.

"Lord Tyrell."

The old giant Otto put down the boulder bigger than his body on his shoulders and hurriedly came to see him.

He didn't understand why the gentleman wasn't watching them work from the mountain next door today. Are you tired of looking at it? Want to visit that trial island again? It's only been a few days since I came back from Long Island.

"Otto, how long do you think it will take to complete all the palaces?"

"Sir, it will take at least half a year."

"Half a year? It only took you five days to complete the main body of this palace."

Tyrell was a little surprised.

"Moving boulders is nothing to us, but the fine decoration is the real test for us. If you need to lay down the magic circle later, it will take longer."

Otto replied sincerely.

"so."

Tyrell lowered his head and thought for a moment. To be honest, after watching it for a few days, he felt a little guilty on his conscience.

Because the giant worked so hard, not to mention bringing his own food, they prepared all the materials themselves. The palace was obviously built for him, but he didn't pay anything.

"I give you stronger power, can the construction period be shortened, or can you find more giants for me?"

"Give me more power? You mean true blood?"

The old giant looked shocked.

"You can also choose the fountain of life, but my true blood can also give you a longer life."

Tyrell suggested.

"Are you ready to give true blood now?"

Although they learned that the true blood of the ancestral dragon could be regenerated repeatedly, they were too generous to give the dragon the true blood after only a few days of work.

The giants gathered around, listening to the conversation between their elders and the dragon, all had fiery eyes with excitement and excitement.

Of course they have no objections to following powerful creatures. This is true everywhere. The weak are dependent on the strong, and the weak are dependent on the strong.

But if this strong man is extremely generous and not stingy, that is another matter.

At this moment, all the giants felt that they were full of energy and wished they could sleep endlessly so that this noble Dragon Lord could move into his magnificent palace as soon as possible.