Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Elena."

The last one to enter the palace was Dirrell's eldest sister. When she saw her two younger brothers lying on the ground and her sister lying on the golden couch with Dirrell, she guessed at just one glance. Come out, what just happened here.

"Did you give them your true blood!?"

Dirrell's condition at this time was really bad. His originally shining and bright scales were now dim. Even though he tried hard to hold up his body, the weakness radiating from the inside out could not be covered up at all. Can't live.

"Enhance their potential."

Tyrell smiled.

"Then why did you call me in? I will never accept your true blood."

Elena looked at Tyrell with both distressed and worried eyes.

"You don't need my true blood yet, I just want to entrust you with something."

"What?"

Elena didn't react, because in her eyes, this brother no longer needed any help from her, even if he was extremely weak at the moment.

"I need you to manage the Centaur tribe for me."

Tyrell told him his arrangement.

The centaur tribe is really a very useless vassal for him, a dragon who has dominated from the ocean. They cannot gallop in the sky, let alone walk in the sea.

Their only use to him is to provide the livestock they raise, but the source of food is not important to Tyrell who can extend his power to the sea. The surrender of the centaurs is dispensable to him.

But it is impossible for Tyrell to abandon the centaurs because they are of little use for the time being. For a long time, he can only expand his territory in the ocean, but he is sure that his sphere of influence will definitely expand. extends to the mainland.

As natural cavalry, centaurs will definitely show their strengths at this time, because it is necessary to ensure the loyalty and reproduction of centaurs.

However, Tyrell did not want to spend too much energy on them, so Tyrell decided to hand over the jurisdiction of these centaur tribes to his eldest sister Elena.

After all, his empire cannot be supported by a single dragon. It is time for his brothers and sisters to do something, starting from the centaur tribes that have been intimidated by his force.

These centaurs who have a sense of resistance but do not dare to resist are very suitable for training his eldest sister. If Elena can unite all these centaur tribes and form a team that can be used to conquer the mainland in the future. Cavalry Regiment, then Elena can share his pressure and help him in more aspects in the future.

"I?"

Elena was even more stunned. She never expected that Tyrell would make such a request to her at this time.

"The centaur tribe on the grassland has pledged allegiance to me, but I need to go into hibernation for a period of time to recover my lost true blood, so I don't have the energy to pay attention to them. To prevent accidents, I need you to help me."

Tyrell explained, and without waiting for Elena to reply, he added,

"Only you are the most suitable. There is no way I would send the red dragon to manage the centaurs. They will kill and eat all the tribes."

"What you said makes sense. I will help you take care of those centaurs while you rest."

Elena heard Tyrell's reasons and found that there was no refutation. She was indeed the only choice to help her brother manage the Centaur tribe while he was sleeping.

"Then, these centaur tribes are handed over to you."

A smile appeared on Tyrell's lips.

"I'm just taking care of it while you're asleep. When you wake up, you'll have to do it yourself."

Elena quickly added that every bronze dragon has a thirst for power, but Elena felt that she had taken away the ruling power of the Centaur tribe from her younger brother, and she had a weird feeling of taking away the power of her younger brother.

"Are you so unwilling to help me?"

Tyrell sighed.

"It's not that I don't want to help you."

Elena wanted to explain, but after she said these words, Tyrell said,

"These people will be under your command from now on. Unless they launch a rebellion and you can't suppress it, you come to me again."

"Dirrell!"

Elena was furious.

"Go take over the troops, it's time for me to sleep."

The gentle but irresistible wind blew and pushed Elena directly out of the palace. When she wanted to go in again, she was greeted by two ocean giants guarding the door of the palace.

Seeing the giant's gaze, Elena had no choice but to flap her wings, soar into the sky, and take over the centaur tribe as Tyrell said.

"This taste is really uncomfortable."

In the palace, Tyrell moved his body after sending his eldest sister away. He gave true blood four times in a short period of time, especially the share of true blood he gave to his younger brother and sister was more than twice that of the giant. This made him Looking so weak.

However, the weakness is only temporary. As he said, for the ancestral dragon, giving true blood is not something that damages the origin and potential of life. As long as he sleeps and gets enough rest, he can recover.

However, the length of sleep is based on the life span of dragons. Tyrell knew that if he dared to close his eyes now, he would spend the next six months in a deep sleep.

Tyrell, who still maintains some short-lived habits, of course cannot allow himself to sleep for such a long time, not to mention that he just let a red dragon out not long ago. When he wakes up, God knows what the red dragon will do. .

However, Tyrell had made sufficient preparations long before he separated the true blood, otherwise he would not have let himself fall into such a weak state.

Blood of the Star God!

Dirrell waved his dragon claw lightly, and the structures placed in the metal box appeared in front of him, blooming with magnificent luster and endless temptation.

From an ordinary bronze dragon to a young dragon who mastered the power of his ancestors, he spent a total of 108 standard units of Star God blood in the process, which was required for the first stage of transformation.

The ancestral dragon is not the end point of dragon transformation and evolution. The first generation is the goal he should pursue now. In the long river of blood shown to him by the Dragon God, Di Ruier witnessed the power of the first generation with his own eyes, which was powerful enough to compare with the gods. , although the first generation eventually fell into the hands of the gods.

But even so, that is the power he can only look up to at the moment. The gap between the first generation and the ancestors is larger than the gap between the ancestors and ordinary dragons.

"The effect is still there."

Tyrell gently picked up one and threw it into his mouth. The weak feeling of being hollowed out of his body gradually faded away, and the dim scales on his body began to shine again.

"It's a pity that it's much weaker."

The road to return to his ancestors is long and arduous. The position he is now in is the end point that most dragons cannot reach even if they spend their entire lives, but the real end point is still far away.

Fortunately, he also has powerful assistance that can make him walk on this path more easily. The blood of the Star God still provides a powerful assistance to his evolution.

Although the effect on his senses has been weakened, in fact it has not. It is just because his basic values ​​have skyrocketed and his life level has risen by one level, so the increase is not obvious. If he wants to evolve again, I am afraid he needs The dosage is at least three times that of the previous one, but this is just his estimate, and more may actually be needed.

"Take it easy."

A mere standard unit of Star God's blood only allowed Dirrell to get rid of his weakness, but it could not satisfy him at all. Now there was no one around him to supervise him, so Dirrell indulged himself for a little while.

Bang~

Like chewing jelly beans, Tyrell threw one container after another containing the Star God's blood into his mouth, swallowing nine in a row before stopping.

A strong sense of power filled his body, and Tyrell felt that his dragon body was warm and comfortable at the moment, making him just want to lie down and take a good nap.

"ate too much."

After getting rid of the fatigue caused by weakness, the lethargy caused by swallowing ten standard units of Star God's blood in a row still made Tyrell a little annoyed and couldn't help but reflect.

"Be careful next time."

It was a critical period of development. Of course Di Ruier would not let himself fall asleep. It was easy to close his eyes, but it was up to him to decide when to open his eyes.

Therefore, Dirrell used meditation to fight sleep and keep his will awake. However, even so, it took Dirrell three days to get rid of his sleepiness.

It wasn't until Dirrell's will was transferred from his body to the outside world that he discovered that outside his palace, at some point, there was a hot and blazing breath of life, which was a bit strange and strange. Familiarity and intimacy.

"So early?"

Tyrell had a premonition in his heart, and when he walked out of the palace, he found that just as he expected, there was a dignified and elegant golden dragon above the palace complex under construction, looking at the scene with interest.

However, the golden dragon that appeared in front of his palace, apart from the color of its scales being related to the golden dragon, had little resemblance to the highest-ranking golden dragon in the metal dragon clan.

The golden dragon scales shine like the purest gold, and are like metals that can forge artifacts for the gods. They are luxurious, majestic, magnificent and beautiful. The six dragon horns winding backwards are like a crown. The body is slender, strong and elegant. And beauty contains the power and majesty of the dragon clan.

The exquisite head, broad dragon wings, slender limbs and winding dragon tail, whether it is the overall shape or the tiniest scales, you can see the dragon god's love for the golden dragon, impeccable and perfect .

"Su Hailun?"

Looking at the giant dragon in front of him, which was more than 24 meters in size, Di Ruier gave a tentative shout. Although he was 90% sure, the size of the dragon in front of him had already reached the standard of an adult golden dragon, which was comparable to that of an adult golden dragon. Compared to the previous slender young golden dragon, the changes were huge.

However, he has already experienced similar changes. Although he is a bronze dragon, after becoming the ancestral dragon, he and the bronze dragon clan are basically two different dragon clans.

"Dirrell?"

The golden dragon, who was watching the giants building the palace in full swing, turned back and looked at the giant dragon walking out of the only complete palace complex. The golden dragon's eyes were also full of surprise.

This was the first time she had seen Diriel after he woke up. The two dragons almost didn't recognize each other. If they hadn't been together for a long time and often fought with each other, it would have been difficult for them to make the decision right away. guess.

"You have changed too much!"

Looking at Su Hailun in front of him, Di Ruier confirmed the status of the golden dragon in the heart of the dragon god. Although the dragon god treated him well, he directly gave him the blood lineage of the bronze dragon clan and even gave him his own dragon god's body. Show them all to him.

But other than that, the Dragon God did not give any help to the evolution of his bloodline. The real power to promote the evolution of his bloodline was the blood of the Star God he swallowed and the spring of life derived from the world tree species.

Looking at Su Hailun in front of him, Di Ruier was able to realize how partial this dragon god was. He loved the golden dragon too much. This was not something that ordinary ancestral golden dragons could achieve.

Even if Su Hailun has passed her teenage years and become a teenage dragon, it would be too much to wake up and have the power of an adult golden dragon. I am afraid that she does not need to wait until adulthood. Su Hailun can be promoted to a legend before she reaches adulthood.

"Your changes are not any smaller than mine!"

Seeing Di Ruier's surprised expression and admiring tone, Su Hailun, who likes to maintain a human posture most of the time, but now maintains his true form, was immediately satisfied.

She ran over to see Tyrell as soon as she woke up. She even knew that Tyrell was sleeping but did not leave. Instead, she waited until he woke up. Why? Not just for this moment.

Of course, the most important thing is that Su Hailun’s smile gradually faded and her eyes became sharp.

"After I woke up, I felt that my body had changed too much and I was a little unable to control my own power. Tyrell, can you help me get used to it?"

Jinlong Tuqiong saw that she came here specifically not just to listen to Di Ruier's few words of exclamation and praise. She wanted this bronze dragon to surrender to her from words to body, just like this guy once did to her. Do the same things.

Su Hailun will never forget the humiliation of being a golden dragon when she was knocked to the ground by a bronze dragon who was behind her in age. What was even more annoying was that this guy unknowingly invited her to a The golden dragon who loves magic serves as a sparring partner in melee combat.

She now wants to take back all the humiliation she suffered. She no longer escapes. She wants to become this bronze dragon, a veritable teacher of melee combat.

"sure."

Seeing this golden dragon that had eagerly invited him to fight since it woke up, Di Ruier didn't know what it was to be timid and agreed immediately, even though Su Hailun was one age ahead of him.