Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Otto, I must remind you that my true blood is not only a gift of strength and immortality, but it is also the most poisonous poison in the world. Only the most tenacious will can resist the poison and turn it into strength. .”

Dirrell's expression was solemn and solemn, and his deep voice contained a warning. Even if the Dragon Clan is generous, getting the gift of dragon blood without having anything to do with the dragon is a test of nine deaths.

"However, I believe that your experience can give you the will to obtain the gift of true blood, but you should make the choice yourself."

After Tyrell's words fell, the giants who gathered around suddenly became commotion, but soon became quiet again. They also knew what it meant to obtain the true blood of different races.

In the distance, the young dragons who were playing in the water also flew over and watched this scene curiously. When they figured out what happened, they couldn't help but feel a little worried when they looked at Tyrell's expression.

However, Dirrell has already established authority in their hearts, so no young dragon has the sense to stand up and try to thwart Direal.

The old giant Otto was silent. This noble dragon gave him two choices. The first was the true blood of the ancestral dragon that contained strength and longevity, and the other was a life that could extend his life without any hidden dangers. spring.

As an old giant who has spent a long time, it is rational to choose the fountain of life, but the dragon wants him to choose true blood.

This is exactly what he wanted. The temptation of extending his lifespan is not as good as gaining stronger power for a giant like him. He wants to set foot on a higher realm, even with the help of external power. He also wants to take a look. The view from above.

In comparison, the continuation of life is not that important at all. Before he met the dragon, he worked as a sheepherder on the island, preparing to meet the final moment with the most ordinary life.

"Lord Tyrell, I choose your true blood gift."

The old giant's silence only lasted a few short breaths, and then he strode forward, walked in front of Tyrell, knelt down on one knee, raised his head, and looked up at the gorgeous and noble eyes in front of him with calm and determined eyes. dragon.

"as you wish."

Tyrell grinned, responded, and stretched out the dragon's claw. The scene shown in front of the giant that day reappeared, with strands of gold emerging from the dragon's scales and gathering at the fingertips of the dragon's claw.

Hurricanes roar, thunder roars, and the sea roars. The inside of the hazy golden blood beads seems to contain a storm-ravaged ocean world, containing powerful power and the vitality derived from the ancestral dragons.

"Meet your own test, rebirth or death!"

Tyrell's dragon claw fell, and a dot was placed on the old giant's forehead. The shining blood beads suddenly shattered at the fingertips, turning into streams of light and pouring into the old giant's body.

Roar~

The old giant, who originally looked resolute and could remain calm, let out a painful roar. The thick blood vessels on his strong copper-colored body burst out and twisted, looking ferocious and terrifying, as if countless little snakes had penetrated into his body. Under the skin, it was swimming on his muscles.

Tsk~

The giant's chest rose and fell violently, and he gulped air. But gradually, the air he exhaled was stained with a faint blood color, and in the end, what he exhaled was simply blood mist.

But compared to the abnormalities on his body, this was nothing, because his body was stained red with blood at this moment, and there were countless burst blood vessels under his skin.

The giants gathered aside looked at this scene with awe and worry, but no one stepped forward to do anything useless, because they could feel the power and vitality of the elder who was slowly rising.

This elder is integrating the power of true blood. Such a tragic appearance is just an external manifestation of part of the price he has paid.

Otto himself didn't pay attention to the changes on his body, because his consciousness was struggling in hell, and countless broken pictures kept flashing in front of his eyes. That was the information contained in the dragon's blood, and it was also a test.

Thousands of giant dragons are roaring and fighting each other. Amidst the roar and shock of the elements, the world is collapsing. With the wail of the sky and the earth, countless giant dragons fall after letting out their last roar, sinking together with the world. …

Dazzling thunder shone in the sky, and raging storms swept through the sea and sky. The giant bronze dragon spread its wings and broke through the sea. Water that was enough to overturn the land poured down from both sides of the dragon's wings. He turned around and squatted on the ocean current. He became the center of the ocean world, and hundreds of millions of sea people emerged, kneeling to him, worshiping him, and presenting him with crowns...

In the deep darkness, the majestic figure of the Dragon Ancestor, who could compare to the stars, emerged. The fleet, which was large enough to easily conquer the material world, bloomed one after another under his gaze, turning into metallic sparks...

The old giant knelt on one knee. Even though his body had become abnormally distorted, he still did not fall down. The blood flowing from his body had formed a black and red scab on his body.

"Successful."

Tyrell looked at the giant in front of him whose body was no longer trembling, and smiled sincerely with joy. He had already felt the presence of the old giant.

This is not a detection of the five senses, spirit, or magic, but a sensation from the blood. This is enough to prove that the old giant Otto has merged with his true blood and become his dragonborn.

"Dragon Lord!"

Otto opened his eyes and then lowered his head, but Tyrell had already noticed that his eyes had turned into pale gold vertical pupils, and in the pupils, there were lightning-like veins shining.

"Stand up and show your children what you look like."

"yes."

The giant Otto stood up slowly, and the blood scabs that had solidified on his body suddenly fell away, revealing his new posture at the moment. The giants who were watching couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

The old giant, who was originally strong and burly, now has a shriveled body, with only a layer of scales sticking tightly to the thick bones. It is ferocious and terrifying, but it also has a sense of majesty and solemnity because of the shining blue gold scales.

"How does it feel?"

Looking at the old giant's current appearance, Tyrell doesn't find it strange. This is what Otto must pay to obtain his true blood. Creatures with a weaker life level will be killed in this process because of insufficient vitality. Life and death can never last until the moment of transformation.

"I've never felt so powerful."

Otto slowly clenched his palms, powerful power surged through his body. More importantly, he felt that the shackles that had trapped him for hundreds of years no longer existed. He could easily break through the realm barriers and become More powerful.

"not hungry?"

Tyrell asked playfully with a smile. He had already heard the roar from the giant's shriveled abdomen, and his internal organs were protesting.

"Hungry!"

The giant, who could no longer be described as old, suddenly showed embarrassment on his face. If he hadn't respected the dragon in front of him, he would have turned around and pounced into the sea to hunt for prey.

"Go!"

Tyrell knew how uncomfortable it was to be hungry, and it was simply torture to let his first family member talk in this state.

"Thank you Dragon Lord."

The giant, whose sanity was being assaulted by rounds of hunger, no longer hesitated and turned around. Like a sweeping storm or shining thunder, he crossed hundreds of meters of beach in a few steps and rushed towards the beach. Into sea water.

A ray of blood soon spread in the turbulent sea water. Under the extreme hunger, all civilization and etiquette were thrown away. The skinny giant swallowed alive the fish he caught in the sea water. , even the scales and bones, chewed up and swallowed them all.

"If you're worried, just go and take a look."

Tyrell was very tolerant of the giants in front of him. He waved his paws when he saw their expressions. The construction of the palace was not in a hurry. He believed that with the giant Otto as an example, these ocean giants would be more diligent.

The fact was just as he expected, the well-fed giant Otto, under the watchful eyes of his descendants, broke through on the spot, promoted to the first level, and mastered the more powerful storm field, and still had some strength left.

The third level of Soul Intent!

The giant who obtained the dragon's blood broke the shackles of race. His old body burst out with the vitality of his youth and began to enter a period of rapid growth. His already tall and strong body began to grow again.

At this stage, the giant's control of power is no longer as perfect as before, so he no longer participates in the construction of the palace. However, the construction progress of the palace has not slowed down because of this, and has even become faster.

Because Tyrell has fulfilled his promise in advance, the ocean giants are already a civilized race, and their moral bottom line is higher than that of most giant species. Therefore, under the stimulation of various emotions such as gratitude, excitement, and expectation, Next, they exploded with strong production capabilities.

More importantly, the giant Otto changed his mind and began to recruit more ocean giants for Tyrell. He was in a period of rapid growth in strength and adaptation, and could not participate in production, but he was the best sign.

It was difficult for the ocean giants not to be moved when they saw their kindred spirits in this state. After some thought, most of them joined Tyrell's command.

Tyrell was a little curious about Otto's change in thinking and specially summoned him to inquire.

"Why are you willing to recruit giants who have no blood connection with you now? Aren't you afraid that your descendants will be deprived of the gift of true blood that they may receive?"

Tyrell remembered that the giant was very careful at first, and all the giants he recruited were related to him.

"This is also out of my selfishness, Dragon Lord. I just want my children to live and gain stronger power. It is not what I expect from them."

Otto made no secret of it. He had personally experienced what the true blood of an ancestral dragon felt like. He felt more awe and fear towards this power.

"Survive?"

Tyrell's eyes became playful.

"The power and information contained in your true blood are too terrifying. Even if my children are strong enough, but they have not received enough experience, even if they survive, they will only know killing and destruction." monster."

Otto explained that he knew what was needed to successfully fuse the true blood and transform into his current form.

A body strong enough to withstand the consumption of the dragon's blood fusion process, and a tenacious will capable of resisting the erosion of the inherited information contained in the dragon's blood, both are indispensable.

In his eyes, none of his children can meet the standards for fusion of true blood, even any one of them. In this state, obtaining true blood is simply taking poison.

"The body can be strengthened through exercise, and the will can also be tempered."

Tyrell couldn't help laughing when he heard Otto's reasons.

The reason why he gave blood to the old giant in advance was because he felt that the old giant met the conditions. Furthermore, he also wanted to see what kind of dependents his dragon blood could create.

"Dragon Lord, please don't give dragon blood easily. Your blood is just poison to most creatures, not a gift."

Otto knelt on the ground again and suggested sincerely.

"In that case, let you set the standards. The ocean giant who has made enough achievements for me can only receive the gift of true blood from me after receiving your approval."

"Dragon Lord?!"

The giant with dragon scales on his face looked at Tyrell in astonishment.

"What? No confidence?"

"I will select the most elite giant for you and become your indestructible trident!"

Otto lowered his head and immediately assured that the Dragon Lord would hand over part of his authority to him.

"Go and gather the giants in this sea area who are willing to serve me. What I can give is not just dragon blood."

Tyrell looked at the giant whose eyes had rekindled the flames and no longer had any trace of twilight, and gave the order.

"I will never disappoint you."

Looking at the retreating giant, the female dragon Lauralis couldn't help but crawled next to Tyrell.

"Why give power to such a half-blood bastard? I could have chosen the Titan for you, too."

"He is my kin."

Tyrell was not angry when he saw the female dragon Lauralis who had been holding back until now. He saw the desire for power in the red dragon's eyes.

"He will manage all the ocean giants for me and patrol the territory under the sea for me. If you want to replace him, are you willing to stay underwater for a long time?"

All dragons can stay in an environment that is incompatible with their attributes for a period of time if they wish, but staying for a long time is another matter.

"I can patrol the maritime territory for you."

It is impossible for the red dragon to go into the sea. No matter how strong the desire is, there is no way that Lauralis will agree.

"I can't command the giants for you, but you can trust me with these flying dragons."

"Don't think I didn't see you drooling over my flying dragon more than once."

Tyrell was angry. He didn't mind delegating power and handing over some of his rights to outstanding dependents and letting them manage them on his behalf, but this did not include the red dragon.

"You can tame the slaves yourself. There are many monster groups on the nearby islands. They are all good targets."