Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"This city doesn't need to be abandoned. It can be turned into my underwater palace!"

In a palace that was so majestic that even a dragon could freely walk through it, Tyrell, whose body was covered in golden scales and whose silver-white scales reflected the cold light, looked at the ocean giant below.

"yes."

The giantess Dina bowed to accept the order. She had no objection to Tyrell's order to convert the capital of the Murloc Kingdom into his palace. This meant that the Dragon Lord would visit this sea area frequently, just in time to suppress the number of Sahuagin.

"Have you eaten enough? It's time to go back."

Tyrell looked back behind him. Several bronze dragons surrounded a murloc that was as big as a deep-sea whale, feasting on flesh and blood. However, the murloc was still moaning weakly and had not expired, even though her body was still alive. The body has been half eaten by the dragon.

This is the murloc queen who rules millions of murlocs. Under the attack of the giant army commanded by the dragon, the murlocs simply don't have the courage to fight, and the so-called royal capital is easily captured.

The bronze dragons rushed into the city and feasted. Finally, their eyes focused on the queen beside them who was so huge and bloated that it was difficult to hide. In the palace where this fish-man queen had ruled the kingdom for six hundred years, they put her They ate them, and their miserable howls made all the fishmen tremble.

"belch!"

Anderson, whose belly was already round, raised his head. It was indeed a delicacy recommended by his ancestors. Even though he couldn't eat it anymore, he still had some unfinished thoughts.

"Now that we are full, can we come again next time?"

"Of course, are you stupid? Didn't the second brother say that he wanted to transform this place into his palace?"

Ai Luo spoke without waiting for Tyrell to answer. He also enjoyed eating this time, but he was not worried about not being able to eat fishmen next time.

"However, we have almost eaten up all the fishman nobles in this city. Even if we come back next time, it will be difficult to taste the same delicious food."

Angelica looked worried.

"When you have finished deconstructing all the spells you awakened, I will take you to the fishman kingdom next door."

Tyrell promised,

"Don't worry there won't be enough fishmen nobles for us to eat. After we leave, the fishmen here will soon choose new nobles."

"You mean those Malanti?"

Elena frowned,

"Are you ready to trust them? They can even betray their own queen."

"That's why I'm going to hand over the management of this kingdom to them. They will spare no effort to eliminate those murloc nobles who can threaten them, and then manage the remaining murlocs who can't resist them."

Tyrell responded calmly.

"The fishman nobles that Malanti wants to eliminate are our food."

Angelica reacted.

"That's right."

"What a despicable...excellent arrangement!"

Anderson couldn't help sighing, but under the look from his brother, he quickly realized and changed his description.

"gone."

After eating and drinking, Tyrell took his brothers and sisters and left the city, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of fishmen. The panic and chaos they caused were spreading in this sea area.

But these have nothing to do with Tyrell. He doesn't care what these fishmen will do, as long as they stay in this sea area and reproduce obediently.

If any fish-man nobles get the news and try to escape from this sea area, then the giants will naturally intercept them. The fish-men nobles will be unable to resist against the ocean giants.

Facts have proved that Tyrell's arrangement of ocean giants was a bit redundant. There were indeed fish-man nobles who tried to escape, but none of them could escape.

Before the ocean giants even had time to take action, these guys who tried to escape were thrown into the underwater palace that Tyrell was building to prepare as food.

Murlocs are extremely cunning, cruel, and devoid of empathy monsters. They are not only towards descendants of foreign races, but also towards their own race, especially Malanti, who was originally at the bottom of power and suddenly gained the highest power.

They knew the source of their rights, and they also knew how to safeguard this right. They used their status as minions of the bronze dragon to win over a group of fish-man nobles.

After all, the bronze dragon's appetite is indeed huge, but it is not a bottomless pit after all. They will be full after all. As long as the enemies and those with different opinions are sent into the dragon's belly in advance, the remaining murlocs will naturally be safe.

As a result, the Bronze Dragon's Palace became the ultimate way for the fishman kingdom to carry out a great purge. All kingdoms no longer executed nobles, but chose to send them to the Dragon's Palace. Anyway, once they went in, they could not come out again.

The changes within the murlocs and their policy of appeasement surprised even Tiril, who came for the second time, because this time there was no need for flying dragons and giants to be dispatched. These murlocs themselves cut up their own kind, laid them out, and sent them away. Come to him.

For such an act of understanding current affairs, Tyrell naturally praised him greatly, and then he devoured all the upper-class nobles of the fishman kingdom next door and promoted a group of Malanti.

Since then, the southwest waters of the Sedellin Islands have completely become a canteen for the bronze dragons to take at will, and every time they come, the Marantis will prepare enough nobles in advance for the dragons to eat, even if the dragon only eats tenderloin.

Since then, Tyrell has led the dragons to live a safe and carefree life.

Although his brothers and sisters all feel that they are in a state of study for a long time and can only relax for a day or two occasionally, there is no freedom at all.

The bronze dragons unanimously believe that the only ones who truly have freedom are Diriel and the golden dragon, followed by the three red dragons under his command.

Although the red dragons are controlled by Tyrell, they can enslave servants and enslave monster groups according to their own preferences. They even have their own territory and can build dragon nests on volcanoes.

Apart from that, there are the giants. The ocean giants who follow Tyrell can do what they like most of the time, except for taking turns on duty in his palace.

Although the vast majority of the giants chose to go to the trial island arranged by the elves because of Tyrell's promise, they would hone their combat skills and temper their will with the monsters on it, so that they could one day receive the gift and become a dragon-blooded giant.

But the choices they make are made according to their own hearts, which is also a kind of freedom.

In comparison, the bronze dragons seemed to have a better life than the flying dragons kept in captivity by Tyrell.

Because the flying dragons need to protect the humans and horses that have multiplied to many islands to prevent them from encountering threats from the sky.

It is also necessary to transport fresh fishman nobles from the southwest sea for Tyrael, so that Tyrael can enjoy delicious food at any time.

But the flying dragons also have time to move around freely, especially the black-scaled thorn flying dragon, which received the gift of true blood from Diriel and used its strong will to survive the transformation and complete its evolution.

In particular, the group of flying dragons it controlled expanded more than tenfold in a very short period of time after it completed its evolutionary transformation. The number of flying dragons reached thousands, and it conquered almost half of the flying dragons on the archipelago.

This behavior earned him a commendation from Tyrell, thus earning him his own name:

Raton

After receiving the true blood of the ancestral bronze dragon and completing his evolutionary transformation, the Flying Dragon King Raton's original black scales were replaced by shining gold scales with blue background gold patterns. The originally broken thorns also grew again and became sharper and tougher, as if Cast from metal.

Its body has also grown to the point where it can be compared to an adult dragon in just three years, reaching an astonishing twenty-six meters. If you don't look carefully, you might even mistake it for a real dragon.

Because in addition to lacking a pair of forelimbs, it is already stronger than most adult dragons in terms of strength and spell-like talents. It has the power of a single dragon to hunt true dragons.

However, this kind of power is nothing compared to the ancestral bronze dragon that gave it true blood and allowed it to transform and evolve.

The wisdom that has increased significantly after transformation and evolution has allowed it to think like a humanoid intelligent creature. It knows that even if it commands a thousand flying dragons, it is still not worth mentioning when facing the dragon master.

What's more, after its transformation was successful, the Dragon Lord released some of its constraints, which caused it to transform. It only had respect for the Dragon Lord and had no thoughts of rebellion. It was willing to dedicate everything it had to the Dragon Lord. It will unswervingly carry out all the orders given by the Dragon Lord, even if it costs all the lives of the flying dragon.

"Laton, how many years have you followed me?"

On the top of the mountain where the wind is howling, a giant dragon with a body length of 25 meters is entrenched on the top of the mountain. The view below stretches for tens of kilometers, and then reaches the ridge that falls into the sea.

"According to the calendar established by the elves, I have been following you for almost eight years."

The seemingly larger Flying Dragon King Raton, who was crawling among the lower mountains, replied in a rough and dry voice.

"Eight years, time flies so fast!"

Tyrell looked at the many flying dragons flying over the island and couldn't help but sigh.

"What do you think of this island as a habitat for dragons?"

After his body and elemental power entered his teenage years, Tyrell, who had grown steadily, asked for help from his subordinates.

He didn't think anything of the Flying Dragon King whose size surpassed him in just a few years. This only meant that its bloodline was too inferior, and it could only achieve such an exaggerated and rapid growth after receiving the gift of true blood.

"This place is close to the sea area where the sahuagin are located, and it is very suitable for dragons to breed."

The Flying Dragon King Raton replied respectfully that he had no inheritance, so after his wisdom increased and his bloodline strengthened, he immediately asked the giant for advice.

He learned Common Language, Giant Language, and also learned Dragon Language in a low voice from a relatively easy-to-talk bronze dragon. Even the arrogant Elf, he put down his attitude and learned Elvish Language.

"Since it's good, let's settle here."

Tyrell nodded, and in an understatement he decided on a major event that could affect the ecology of the entire archipelago and determine the life and death of hundreds of thousands of creatures.

"Dragon Lord, would you like to let the giants build a palace for you here? The dragons need your presence."

Laton asked quickly. The number of flying dragons was increasing day by day. Especially since the dragons started to be raised intensively, the number of flying dragon cubs had exploded.

So much so that he, the Flying Dragon King, no longer collects wild flying dragons from various islands, but instead thinks about how to take good care of the hatched cubs so that they can grow up smoothly.

It is not difficult to find a habitat that can provide a stable food source for the dragons. The island below, which covers hundreds of kilometers and is adjacent to the sahuagin sea, can easily meet this requirement.

But food is not the key, the key lies in the dragon master in front of them. Without the existence of this dragon master, the flying dragon group would not be able to maintain this number.

"Of course, I will invite the cloud giants to come here and build a castle for me!"

Tyrell looked at the Flying Dragon King's eyes and agreed to his request.

Through these years of getting along, he has understood the significance of his existence to the flying dragons, or in other words, why real dragons can so easily gain the followers of dragon creatures.

The fundamental reason is that superior creatures will naturally emit a power that distorts and transforms the surrounding environment. This force will form a field, causing the environment to adapt to the superior creatures and evolve into what the superior creatures like.

This power not only acts on the environment, but also includes all creatures living in this environment. Their life forms will be changed due to the breathing of a superior creature and the exchange of materials with the outside world.

The most typical case is of course the Dragon Clan. When a powerful dragon settles in a certain place for a long time, the environment there will change. And if a dragon falls, the terrain and even the climate of the place where it falls will undergo permanent changes. Sexual changes.

When a real dragon lands in a certain place and sends out the message that he wants to become a lord, there is no need to recruit or promise anything. Naturally, dragon creatures will come to seek refuge with him, serve him, and even Actively offer sacrifices.

These creatures are so cheap that they want to find a pure-blood dragon as their master? He is willing to sacrifice his wealth and even his life for this.

Of course not, all this is just to get closer to the Dragon Clan, to be able to stay in the field formed by the life-generating energy emanating from the Dragon Clan for a long time. Under the life radiation of the Dragon Clan, it can induce the dragon veins and complete the transformation and even evolution of one's own life level.

Because of this, some ethnic groups with meager dragon veins and even those who are about to degenerate into ordinary creatures will follow them desperately after discovering the true dragon.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Emerald Dragon Mother on Dragon Island was able to cultivate the dragon clan. She couldn't squeeze out much true blood to give to the kobolds, which would kill her.

As an ancestral true dragon, Tyrell naturally has the same characteristics, and even the effect of the field formed by the radiation of his life breath is stronger than that of ordinary dragons.

The flying dragon that has been close to him for a long time, even if it does not get the gift of true blood, can subtly break the shackles of life, complete a small evolution, improve its intelligence, and be reborn.