Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"You want me to leave?"

Hearing Tyrell's words, the red dragon Lauralis was surprised and happy. This young dragon would not allow herself to leave his sight at all. He would take her with him wherever he went. Now he actually allowed her to conquer the monster group by herself. .

"I only allowed you to tame your own slaves, but I didn't allow you to leave, let alone run around."

Dirrell looked at the red dragon. The blue dragon eyes gradually became deep, and there was a storm brewing inside.

"If you don't appear in front of me as quickly as possible when I summon you, I will regard you as a traitor. Do you need me to tell you how the Dragon Clan treats traitors?"

"No, no need."

The red dragon Lauralis trembled and shook her head.

"I won't be too far away from you. Whenever you need me, I will appear as quickly as possible."

"hope so."

Tyrell relaxed his control over the red dragon. He wanted to see how the female dragon would behave after leaving a certain range of him.

Urrutia looked at the flying red dragon with envy, but did not dare to say anything. She was not qualified to accept monster slaves now.

Let alone taking in slaves, even if she leaves Dragon Island, with her current strength, if she enters the wilderness, she may be bitten to death by those powerful and ferocious beasts.

As for the red dragon Isaac, this guy has no dragon power at all under Tyrell, and Tyrell is not ready to relax his servitude to him.

Because he could feel the burning anger and hatred in this male dragon's heart, but he didn't care. He wanted to see how long the flame in this dragon's heart could burn, whether it was a hundred years or a thousand years, it didn't matter, he could live for ten thousand years.

With the increasing number of ocean giants working hard day and night, the palace belonging to Tyrell was quickly completed.

It is a giant building built on a cliff near the sea. It can be called a spectacle. The majestic main body is like a towering mountain. Although it is just a palace, it also contains a front courtyard and a back garden, and the internal functional facilities are extremely complete. .

If the people involved in the construction were not all ocean giants with an average size of over fifteen meters, not to mention the time spent in the construction process, just the money and food spent on building materials would be enough to make a grand duke faint.

However, the rewards given by Di Ruier were too tempting. Even if they brought their own dry food and building materials, the giants worked hard without any complaints. In less than a month, the giants were able to They live in a tall and magnificent building that looks like a sacrificial temple.

After his palace was completed, the construction speed of the giants slowed down slightly, but not too slowly. They were still building palaces for other dragons according to Tyrell's orders, and Tyrell's brothers and sisters were naturally given priority.

Di Ruier had no intention of letting those four young bronze dragons go away from him. They were much more reliable than the color dragons, and besides, they did not have the strength to survive independently in the wild.

"Angelia!"

Tyrell then called his only sister into the palace. The young dragon, who had little resemblance to the bronze dragon, sat on a bed made of gold and gems.

For dragons covered in scales, a bed made of gold, which is relatively soft compared to other metals, is the most comfortable place to sleep.

However, even among the dragons, only the most powerful ones can make their beds with gold. Most dragons can only lay their beds with a thin layer, or even with lower-priced silver and similar-colored copper. as an alternative.

But what Tyrell was lying on was a veritable golden couch. This was naturally the contribution of the giants. They were not ready to follow the worshiped Dragon Lord and slept directly on the marble floor as smooth as a mirror.

Angelica, who was feeling particularly uneasy, slowly came to the side of the palace under the guidance of a giantess. This was a relatively private bedroom.

There are all kinds of rare and strange treasures from the seabed as decorations, and the aura is shining. Even if there is no external light source, there is no darkness here, and it is more shining than the dragon's nest of the parents.

"elder brother!"

The Bronze Dragon, who was still in her teenage years, looked at the dragon entrenched on the golden couch in awe. If she hadn't still been able to feel the connection between bloodlines, she would have wanted to crawl on her knees now.

Although she was stronger than the Bronze Dragons of the same age group, the gap between her and her brother was immeasurably large. Even their parents could not accumulate such a huge wealth in a short period of time.

But this brother did it easily. When she was introduced by the giant, she saw more than one similar room and layout in this palace.

Especially the throne made of gemstones in the main hall, which should be the place where his brother is preparing to receive an audience from his family members and future subjects.

"What do you think of this palace?"

Tyrell looked at the sister and asked in a gentle tone.

"A very beautiful palace. It is the dragon's nest that we dragons dream of."

Angelica did not hide the envy in her eyes. Although her brother's palace could not be compared with the Golden Dragon's castle in terms of scale, it was superior in terms of exquisiteness.

"Don't be envious, your palace will be repaired soon."

"My palace?"

Angelica was stunned.

"Otherwise, who do you think the buildings built by those giants are for? Of course they are for you, my dearest brothers and sisters."

Dirrell couldn't help but smile when he looked at Angelica's innocent appearance.

"But these are your wealth, and they are following you, brother."

Angelica said timidly, although the Metal Dragon Clan values ​​emotions more than the Color Dragon Clan, they value their wealth equally, or even more.

"So what? Do you want me to live in such a tall and gorgeous palace, enjoy the worship of giants, and watch you live in caves on the coast and risk your lives to fish in the sea?"

Tyrell said nonchalantly. He did like expensive jewelry, but he didn't value it as much as ordinary dragons, even more than his own life. He didn't mind throwing it away when necessary.

"But……"

"No but, come up and talk, Angelica. Since I woke up from my slumber, you have not been as close to me as before."

Tyrell moved his body and gave up a corner of the golden couch. The giant bed prepared for him was not a "small" bed that could barely accommodate his dragon body, but was wide enough for him to roll around on it several times.

Seeing the grains of gold shining with the luster of the dragon, Angelica hesitated for a moment, and then she couldn't hold back the throbbing from her blood, so she walked onto her brother's bed, curled up carefully, and then looked comfortable. Feel the wonderful touch of gold.

"Don't be too formal. I remember when we were still young. Every time I woke up, I would see you guys stacked on top of me."

"I'm sorry, brother, we were too young and ignorant at that time."

Angelica said quickly.

"No need to apologize, I miss those days very much, Angelica."

Tyrell, who was reminiscing about his childhood, couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw his sister's reserved posture. He was indeed a little bored at that time, but now, it may be difficult for him to return to the relationship with these brothers and sisters. That's when,

"I am your brother. I tolerate you and protect you. This is a matter of course. I can bear the consequences of all the mistakes you make."

Tyrell stretched out his dragon claws and slowly pulled apart the folded dragon wings on one side of Angelica. The penetration hole on the wing membrane was extremely conspicuous. Although the healing had shrunk by a circle, it would still take a long time to fully recover. a period of time.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

There was a bit of grievance in Angelica's voice, and there was a hint of crying.

"The wound heals too slowly."

Tyrell stretched out his dragon claw and gently brushed several wounds. Although there were signs of healing, in his eyes it was too slow. Even for ordinary creatures, the healing speed was already outrageous.

"Your strength is too weak."

"I will work hard in the future."

Angelica said weakly, she still doesn't understand why those people attacked her because of a sheep?

"You can't keep up with me just by trying hard."

Tyrell laughed.

"Then what should I do?"

Angelica raised her head and looked at her brother stubbornly. If she couldn't make up for it with all her efforts, what could she do?

"You just have to accept it."

Dirrell stretched out his dragon claws, and the golden light filled his fingertips, making even the pure-blooded bronze dragons tremble. They couldn't help but crawl, and felt the aura of deep yearning emerge.

"Brother, no, don't!"

Seeing the blood droplets condensed on her brother's fingertips, Angelica suppressed her body's desire and hurriedly dodged back, her eyes full of fear and uneasiness.

"Angelica, do you want to reject me?"

Tyrell looked at Angelica who was dodging, and his tone became stern at this moment.

"You have given a drop of true blood to the ocean giant, and you have separated a second drop of true blood in such a short period of time. This is too harmful to you, and I cannot accept it."

Angelica shook her head repeatedly. She seemed to have a weak character, but at this moment she showed a tenacity that surprised even Dirrell.

"I am the Ancestral Dragon. A few drops of true blood are nothing to me. I will recover after a sleep. I am fundamentally different from you."

Tyrell explained.

The bronze dragon of the same species as him can easily accept his true blood and does not need to face the test of life and death like the giant.

Tyrell has long been ready to improve the potential of his brothers and sisters. After all, it will take at least hundreds of years for them to reach the point where they can be of use to him, but by then, he will have reached a higher level.

Therefore, it is urgent to improve the potential of brothers and sisters. Giving them the blood of the Star God will of course have the best effect. However, it is impossible for Direal to show it to them. He can only use it in a more obscure way and add it out of thin air. Lots of trouble.

After being promoted to the Ancestral Dragon, he has a second choice, which is his true blood. Although the effect is not as good as the blood of the Star God, it is worse than the blood of the same species. It also has the function of strengthening the potential of dragons and guiding their evolution. , and most importantly, it can capture the dragon's heart.

"No, this is real blood. Even if you can regenerate, brother, the loss will be great just for you. I can't let you get hurt because of my weakness."

"Angelica, I'm very happy that you have such an idea. It proves that my decision is correct, but that's why you should accept it."

Tyrell met his sister's confused gaze and continued,

"You should know about my goals, ideals and pursuits. I will face countless enemies in the future. They are cruel, cunning and unscrupulous.

You are my cherished blood relatives. If you cannot keep up with me, then when I face strong enemies in the future, you will become my enemies and threaten my weaknesses.

I don’t want to have to face such a difficult choice, and I don’t want to wait until a disaster occurs to think about how to make up for it. Now is our rare period of peaceful growth.

I will do my best to train you, improve your potential, and make you my help instead of my weakness and weakness. "

"I won't be a burden to you, brother!"

"Then accept my power!"

Tyrell's dragon claws reached forward, and this time, Angelica did not dodge, although her eyes were still struggling and hesitating.

"Have a good sleep. When you wake up, your injuries will recover quickly."

The golden light poured into Angelica's body, and a deep sleep swept over her. Her brother's gentle voice gradually faded away, and she fell asleep on the golden couch.

"Iroh!"

After completing the blood donation, Tyrell summoned Ai Luo again, and when the bronze dragon walked into the palace under the guidance of the giant, what he saw was his brother who was slightly depressed, and in the golden corner, My sister is sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly seeing such a scene, Ai Luo couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's wrong with Angelica?"

"Don't worry, I shared my true blood with her."

"Second brother!"

Iroh was also stunned.

"When I asked you to come here, it was the same thing. I won't treat you favorably. I will treat you all equally."

"No, I can't ask for your true blood, second brother."

The young dragon retreated continuously.

"stop."

Tyrell straightened his upper body and looked down at his intimidated brother.

"Do you want the same thing to happen again?"

"What?"

"Watching your sister being hunted with your own eyes, while you could only struggle and roar on the side."

Dirrell stared at the dull-looking young dragon, and continued to kill the dragon and pierce his heart.

"Last time I was able to clean up everything for you, but there was always a time when I was not around. Do you plan that when your sister is in danger, you can only cry on the sidelines and then wait for her to die before you go to her body? , do you regret your own incompetence and weakness?"

"I……"

The young dragon Ai Luo was speechless.

"Come here and accept my true blood. Take on your responsibilities as an elder brother. Do you plan to let your sister protect you in turn, or even be dragged down by you?"

Everything he had experienced on the Centaur Plain had long since become an unbearable nightmare for the young dragon Ai Luo. But at this moment, the wound was opened mercilessly by Tyrell, and he could no longer refute it.

As a result, there was another sleeping bronze dragon on the smooth marble floor.

"Hardison!"

Tyrell called the last brother in, and even though he still held his head high at this moment, the young dragon Hardison who entered the palace noticed his weakness immediately.