Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"You all did a great job with your homework."

Tyrell, who was sitting on the golden couch, looked at the elemental aura dissipating in front of his youngest brother Anderson, and nodded with satisfaction.

Facts have proved that the dragons are the most talented in elements, but it is just because they are too lazy and have the inheritance left in the blood of generations of dragons, so that ordinary dragons don’t want to work hard at all, but as long as they are forced, It can still make them bloom with extremely bright brilliance.

"Then can we take some time off?"

Hearing Di Ruil's words, the two dragons, who had already shown their learning results to Di Ruil, couldn't wait to ask. Holidays are what they are most looking forward to in their lives.

"Of course, you study so hard, not only that, I also want to reward you."

Tyrell stood up from the golden couch, gold sand and gems rolling down from his scales.

"What reward?"

Angelica asked expectantly. Although this brother was extremely harsh on them in their studies, it could even be called abuse to a certain extent.

But his generosity is completely unlike that of a dragon. He doesn't value the treasures that ordinary dragons would treasure at all. Even a palace decorated with gold, silver, orbs can be given to them.

"Take us to enjoy some delicious food."

Tyrell grinned.

"gourmet food?"

"The elves provided me with information. In the southwest of the archipelago, near us, the number of sahuagin is so large that it is overflowing."

"Sahuagin!"

After hearing Di Ruier's words, the eyes of several dragons all lit up. This was a delicacy engraved in their blood heritage.

"I know the specific location of these fish-men from the ocean giant."

Tyrell moved his neck, his appetite at this moment was stronger than ever before.

Thanks to the activities of the old giant Otto, more and more ocean giants have come under his command and are willing to serve him. The two giants who recently joined his command have reported to him the deeds of the sahuagin. .

During his detailed inquiries, he learned more about the sahuagins of the Sedellin Islands. The proliferation of sahuagins mentioned by the elves was not just a simple proliferation.

Although the Metal Dragon Tribe, especially the Bronze Dragon Tribe, claims that the Sahuagin are not an intelligent race, when their number reaches a certain level, they will naturally establish a strict social structure, and it is a relatively strict feudal system.

In the Sedelin Islands, the sahuagin kingdom appeared. At the pinnacle of power, the queen or king, who was also the apex of sahuagin power, was controlled by princes, dukes, earls, and lower-status sahuagin nobles and officers. The largest number of bottom fishmen.

The progressive and rigorous social structure of the sahuagin and the underwater order they can establish are enough to amaze anyone who doesn't know much about them and mistakenly thinks that they are just simple underwater monsters and offshore pirates.

But this is nothing to the bronze dragon who loves the taste of fish-men flesh and blood. No one knows the sahuagin better than the bronze dragon.

When he learned that there was a murloc kingdom in Sedellin Islands, Tyrell was particularly happy. This meant that the number of murlocs was so large that he did not need to deliberately control his appetite. Even if he was unscrupulous, he did not need to worry about destroying the fish in this sea area. People are eaten to extinction.

There is more than just one murloc kingdom in the southwest sea. The giant reported to Tyrell that there were three murloc kingdoms there that regarded each other as enemies, attacked each other, and fought each other all year round.

The bloody and cruel internal fighting limited the number of murlocs whose reproductive capabilities were terrifying, causing them to lose their ability to expand to other sea areas.

Of course, the reason why the fishmen's sphere of influence is limited to the southwest sea is not only because of the internal fighting, but more importantly, because there are real powerful ocean races outside such as ocean giants and Nagas.

To a certain extent, the kingdom of fishmen is just for these cruel and violent monsters to amuse themselves. Their king will not be recognized by any group other than their own.

"Brother, when can we set off?"

Even though they learned from Tyrell that the murlocs in this sea area had already established a kingdom, the bronze dragons were not afraid at all, but instead became more and more excited.

"Now you can."

"We should call Sister Elena."

"Can."

Tyrell also did not pay attention to the so-called three murloc kingdoms. In his opinion, it was just a family dinner held with his brothers and sisters in the past.

Therefore, Diriel, who returned from Dragon Island, only remained silent for less than half a year. He took his brothers and sisters and called a hundred ocean giants. Surrounded by more flying dragons, he headed towards the place occupied by the fish people. Island advance.

To a certain extent, it can be regarded as an outpouring of force. Only a few giants stayed behind in Diriel's palace because there was also a red dragon that was transforming. Therefore, the golden dragon Su Hailun did not join in the fun.

"Well done. This time you hunted the fishmen and you satisfied me. I can give you a chance to be promoted."

When Tyrell ascended into the sky, he found that the number of flying dragons surrounding him had more than doubled compared to the number when he first conquered it, and there were many new faces that he was not familiar with. So he was slightly surprised and summoned The leader of the flying dragon.

Black Scale Spiny Flying Dragon!

Before Dirrell enslaved it, this one had completed a promotion by relying on its own ability. It was also the most powerful flying dragon, so it naturally became the leader of the group of flying dragons under Dirrell.

Although flying dragons are beasts in the eyes of the orthodox dragon clan, and are even hunted as food by many dragon clans, in fact, the intelligence of flying dragons is not low, especially flying dragons that have completed one evolution.

Their bloodline gives them a strong physique that surpasses that of ordinary beasts. When they reach adulthood, even ferocious raptors will give way when faced with them.

Flying dragons have no blood heritage. When they live in the wild, what they can acquire is naturally a more cunning and cunning character than ordinary monsters, which can only allow them to occupy an upper position in the food chain.

Even if flying dragons have excellent learning abilities, they may only be able to imitate the same beasts and monsters as them. What can they learn from this?

When fate grants opportunities and better objects to learn and imitate, even flying dragons that are regarded as beasts can show performances that astonish the dragon clan.

After returning from Dragon Island, Diriel had lost interest in conquering the monster group. The efficiency of enslaving monsters was too low, and it was of little significance.

What he needs is a clan of dragons similar to those cultivated by the Emerald Dragon Mother. This kind of dependent clan has a social organizational structure and can expand and expand itself when resources are abundant and conditions permit.

He needs to do everything by himself. Even if the dragon is an immortal species, it is impossible to build an empire.

However, outside of Dragon Island, among the Sedellin Islands, it is almost impossible to find a group as exciting as the Dragon Clan.

Just the intelligent race is enough to filter out more than 99% of the ethnic groups, because most of these are monster groups with low intelligence, united by blood instinct.

The best ones currently under Tyrell's command are ocean giants. However, the number of giants is too rare. There are only about a thousand in the entire sea area. It is possible to select qualified ones from the giants and form an army of nearly The Guard Corps is a bit tough, let alone others.

But now, Tyrell found that the flying dragons he enslaved, especially the flying dragon king under his command, actually knew the flying dragons who took the initiative to conquer other islands, which surprised him.

Although he is not willing to spend energy to conquer monsters, he does not mind the spontaneous growth of his monster group. Rather, this is the scene he wants to see most.

Roar!

After hearing Dirrell's promise, the scales on his body had grown, but the partially broken bone spurs had failed to grow back. The Spiny Flying Dragon, which looked incomplete but even more violent, let out an excited roar.

It understood what Tyrell said, and because of this, it was sure that what it did was right. This was the only way out it had found for itself.

Although it was forcibly enslaved, it didn't have much resentment. Instead, it recognized its identity as a slave. After all, these were the rules in the wilderness. A powerful hunter could do anything to a weak creature.

However, it recognized it, but it found that its status in the eyes of this noble dragon clan had declined again and again, becoming less and less important. First, the giant in the ocean took the initiative to seek refuge, and then there was a real dragon clan who, like it, became a slave.

Although this result made it very excited, after all, its status was equal to that of a dragon, but later it found that its status was further marginalized and became dispensable.

At this time, it became a little anxious, but it quickly found a target to learn from, because it often wandered near the palace of the noble Dragon Lord and found that the number of giants under the Dragon Lord was increasing day by day, and this was Because that old giant was so powerful that it made it tremble.

At that moment, it found something it could do. The giant who had been gifted by the Dragon Lord, in order to consolidate its position, constantly summoned its own kind to serve the Dragon Lord. It could also do this kind of thing. arrive.

Therefore, without receiving clear orders, it led the group of flying dragons to collect all the missing flying dragons on its native island, and then frequently went to nearby islands to conquer its own kind.

What made it happy but also extremely disappointing was that even though its movements were so big, the dragon master didn't notice everything it did. This noble dragon master seemed to no longer care about the flying dragons. .

But it turned out that the hard work paid off after all. The Dragon Lord took his brothers and sisters out to hunt. He summoned the flying dragons who were also slaves and the same kind that he had conquered so hard to follow.

At this moment, the unusual number of flying dragons finally caught the attention of the dragon master, and then, it heard the dream promise.

"What can the flying dragon evolve into in the end?"

Seeing the Spiny Flying Dragon roaring excitedly, Tyrell lowered his head and glanced at the Ring of Command in his paw, and couldn't help but ponder it.

He had indeed ignored the flying dragons during this period, and the colorful dragons on Dragon Island aroused his thoughts even more. But today, when he spread his wings and led the flying dragons to fly in the sky again, he found that this flying dragon group actually happened like this. big change.

This gave him some ideas. Everything in the world has the possibility of evolution. The lower the bloodline, the greater the possibility of evolution. Races with lower bloodlines are more likely to evolve, and they can even evolve multiple times.

The Emerald Dragon Mother of Dragon Island can use a group of kobolds to cultivate a dragon clan that makes him covet. He can also use flying dragons to cultivate a group of dragons that can threaten adult dragons.

The black-scaled spiny flying dragon in front of him has shown the value of being cultivated by him. He doesn't mind giving true blood, but the question is, can this guy withstand the toxicity of true blood, survive it, and complete the transformation?

You can give it a try!

"Ho ho, fish man!"

Excited roars came, but it was Ai Luo who rushed to the front and discovered the traces of sahuagin, not under the sea, but along the beach of an island.

Although the murlocs are a marine race, they can move on land for a long time. Because of this, the murlocs like to plunder and destroy, making them notorious monsters along the coast.

Even if they could develop civilization under the sea and establish a relatively advanced feudal system, when the bronze dragons announced that they did not belong to an intelligent race, no other group except themselves would cry out for them or even applaud them.

Roar! Hiss~

A bronze dragon just showed its intention. The black-scaled thorn flying dragon, which had just received Tiril's praise and promise, roared, and then like a mad dog on the loose, rushed towards the group of dragons that had been discovered, panicked, and wanted to A fishman escaping from the beach into the sea.

The leader of the flying dragons took the lead in charging, and the other flying dragons also roared with excitement and began to dive downwards. The murlocs' wails and screams came one after another.

Even some fishmen who had escaped into the sea were fished out of the sea again by some flying dragons before they dived for long.

The flying dragons that thrive on the islands not only hunt species on land, but creatures that move in shallow seas are also their hunting targets.

Thus, the gluttonous feast belonging to the bronze dragons began. The dragons landed on the island and enjoyed the fishmen brought to them by the flying dragons.

"This is too much, we can't finish it!"

Anderson looked at the murlocs in front of him that were taller than his dragon, drooling and exclaimed.

"Why do we want to finish it all? We only need to eat the most tender parts, and throw the rest to the flying dragons. They also need to eat."

Tyrell glanced at his younger brother and saw the four-armed murloc that was still breathing when the black-scaled thorn flying dragon was brought to him. He glanced at it with approval, and then showed the murloc's body to his brothers and sisters. Eat it the right way.