Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Dragon Lord is merciful!"

When the Flying Dragon King Raton heard that Tyrell had agreed to his request, he was overjoyed and buried his head in the sand.

He decided to place all the eggs laid by the dragons at the foot of the mountain, so that the next generation of the dragons could better benefit from the dragon master's favor.

Compared with the flying dragons that have served the Dragon Lord for a long time and evolved under the influence of the Dragon Lord's power, ordinary wild flying dragons are simply unsightly, both in terms of wisdom and strength.

Not to mention the Dragon Lord, even he doesn't look down on him, but he doesn't look down on him. He is the King of Flying Dragons. He must rack his brains to find a way to make the tribe a force that the Dragon Lord values. It can no longer be ignored.

"You go and preside over the migration of the dragons, and I'll go to the underwater palace."

"I will arrange a team of sea dragons for you."

Laton said quickly.

There are many subspecies of flying dragons, and sea flying dragon is one of them. However, the power of this kind of flying dragon is relatively weak, but as the king of flying dragons, he still focused on cultivating it.

For no other reason than because this dragon lord will often enter the sea, so he needs this dragon lord to be protected by flying dragons, not just giants, even if he enters the ocean.

"Don't bother me. I'll go have a meal and leave."

Tyrell rejected the Flying Dragon King. He could see Raton's little thoughts and could understand his desire to compete with the giant.

It's a pity that this guy still hasn't figured out how he would have the confidence to compete with the ocean giant without his own deliberate support.

"Just concentrate on doing your job."

"yes."

Laton was heartbroken and quickly agreed.

"I don't want you to tell me with regret when I'm preparing to start a war that there aren't enough flying dragons to implement my idea."

"war?"

Excitement appeared in the eyes of the Flying Dragon King. Whether it was his nature as a flying dragon or the blood of the ancestral bronze dragon he obtained, he was extremely obsessed with war and killing, but most of the time he had to suppress his nature. , think rationally.

"I will definitely complete the migration before you conquer Dragon Island and mobilize three thousand flying dragons for you."

"When did I say that I would conquer Dragon Island with war? Don't be too smart."

Tyrell glanced at Raton. Except for Hydra on Dragon Island, he had nothing to do for the time being. Other dragons had solutions.

The red dragon conquers with absolute violence and can be enslaved with the Ring of Dominance. As for the blue dragon and the green dragon, they are both smart dragons among the color dragons. Smart dragons can use means other than violence to solve the problem in a peaceful way. .

Half a year ago, he had come into contact with the Emerald Dragon Mother. This young green dragon, whom he had hung up for several years, was so enthusiastic that he almost couldn't bear it when he saw him again. No matter what conditions he put forward, this Dragon Mother would I agreed immediately.

Whether it was to pledge her allegiance to him, or to hand over control of all dragons, as well as the dragon clan that she had cultivated for hundreds of years, she agreed to it all without any hesitation.

It was so smooth and refreshing that he couldn't help but wonder if the old green dragon wanted to play some conspiracy with him. In order to dispel his doubts, the dragon mother actually offered to sign a contract with him, even as a witness to the contract. Fang is the platinum dragon god Bahamut, and she is also willing.

But even so, Di Ruier did not take her out of Dragon Island. He did not want this old dragon to simply get his wish. On the other hand, when releasing such a large number of dragons from Dragon Island, the elves must also be taken into consideration. In response, he must find a place where the many colored dragons can be properly placed.

Because many elves were particularly dissatisfied with the three red dragons he released in the waters of the archipelago, even though the three red dragons were quite law-abiding and did not harm any intelligent creatures except monsters.

"Please punish me."

The Flying Dragon King Raton wanted to stuff his head into a crack in the stone. He actually misunderstood the Dragon Lord's intentions. He clearly remembered that the Dragon Lord's contact with the Blue Dragon Family on Dragon Island was not pleasant, but this was really not what he should worry about. matter.

Tyrell glanced at the flying dragon, and a bright spiritual light shone in front of him. Without saying anything, he penetrated directly into it and disappeared.

"Dragon Lord!"

Seeing that Di Ruier didn't do anything to him, the Feilong King was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized what he should do now.

In the magnificent underwater palace, Tyrell enjoyed the pleasure of the murloc nobles who were escorted over by a group of strong murlocs commanded by Malanti, who kept wailing and cursing.

He didn't care what status these fish-men had in their order, or what they had gone through before being brought to him, he just wanted to fill his stomach.

After Tyrell had eaten and drank enough, he waved his claws to repel all the Malanti, and took away the remains of the fishmen he had eaten, and they would be fed to the sea beasts.

"Calculating the time, it seems it's almost time."

Looking at the empty hall, Di Ruier's spiritual power soaked into the hall at his feet, and lines of light suddenly spread, and soon intertwined to form a complete formation, isolating the inside and outside.

Even though there were giants guarding his palace outside the main hall, in comparison, he trusted his own knowledge more, not to mention that he would have to complete a void transaction that he had promised for a long time.

"Black dragon!"

The Sirnos need biological materials from the black dragon. They need biological samples from the original body to improve the enhanced proliferation weapons they have developed.

For Dirrell, who has begun to stand on his own feet, it is not difficult to obtain the biological materials of the black dragon, especially after he comes into contact with Dragon Island.

Although the black dragons on Dragon Island were almost eaten to extinction by the hydra, there were still a few remaining black dragons.

However, the Emerald Dragon Mother has bowed to him, and all the black dragons she raised have also expressed their obedience to him. When the dragons surrender, they also tear off each other's limbs. Such behavior is too cruel and not conducive to rule. He is not Chaos Demon, no one would want to follow a Chaos Demon.

Fortunately, the black dragon on Dragon Island is not the only option. The silver dragon Emilia also has a black dragon in her hands.

Therefore, Tyrell went to the Golden Dragon Castle not long ago, but when he made a request, before he proposed an exchange condition, the silver dragon, who said that he was still recovering from his injuries, threw the ice cube that had frozen the adult black dragon to He then kicked him out.

Bah!

Tyrell stretched out his dragon claw and flicked it gently, and a huge piece of ice fell in the middle of the hall. Inside the ice, a black dragon with a look of fear on its face was clearly visible.

However, after being frozen for nearly twenty years, this black dragon was in quite bad condition - even though it had not eaten or drank for such a long time, and was even sealed in the ice that it was not used to, it was still alive. This is The vitality of dragons.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I won't end your life, and I will take good care of you!"

Feeling the will of panic and fear in the ice, Tyrell showed a gentle smile. He asked the silver dragon Emilia for an adult black dragon, not only to complete the transaction with the Silos civilization, but more importantly It was he who had already started practicing alchemy.

What interests Dirrell the most is the refining of living bodies in alchemy, but he does not study in a systematic way, nor does he have a good teacher to guide him, so he has to explore everything on his own.

This led to the fact that although he was extremely talented in the field of elements, his achievements in the field of alchemy were truly unbearable.

Tyrell was aware of these shortcomings, but he had no way to solve them in a short period of time, because whether it was the silver dragon Emilia or the elves, although they had all dabbled in the field of alchemy, they basically had no way of refining living bodies. Nothing.

Therefore, the only thing Dirrell can do is to improve the quality of practice materials. As long as the materials used are good enough, even if he messes up, he can still achieve results.

Purebred color dragons are undoubtedly the best training materials. Their strong vitality is enough to satisfy Tyrell's many wild ideas and conduct experiments.

And the behavior of several other black dragons that this guy had teamed up with to besiege his parents made Tyrell not feel any pity for him.

"You can't give too little to the Xieros civilization. After all, they have to deliver 30,000 to me, and they will also develop a complete strong breeding armor in the future."

Tyrell stared at the black dragon for a moment, wondering how much he should give to the Silos Civilization. If he gave too much, he would not be happy, but he still needed the black dragon to help him practice alchemy. If he gave less, it would not be good.

After a moment of thinking, Tyrell melted the ice, reawakened the black dragon, brought its will back to its body, and then tore its dragon wings alive amidst its painful screams.

Carrying the dragon wings that were still bleeding, Tyrell used the Ring of Dominance to forcibly enslave the black dragon, and then disappeared into the hall.

The majestic temple was suspended in the sea of ​​​​stars. Diriel once again set foot in it. Even though his strength was increasing day by day, he still felt that he was extremely small when he was at the door of the temple. He had not changed much from when he first set foot here.

Without making any comments about the already familiar scenery, Dirrell passed through the temple portal and entered the interior of the temple. The mist of rich vitality hit his face.

The unusually strong vitality made Tyrell's expression move slightly. This change was too obvious. Instead of rushing to find a deal with the Sirnos civilization, Tyrell took the dragon wings and went straight to the altar.

The fountain of life that he once drank up has accumulated to a large scale, even larger than the spring water accumulated during his transformation. The accumulation speed is faster than before.

"what happened?"

The Seed of the World Tree, held up in mid-air by a dragon-snake-like tree vine, now exudes a layer of rich green-gold luster, and an indescribable rich energy of life circulates.

The vitality was so strong that the dragon wing in Di Ruier's hand stopped bleeding. The broken bones were growing, and the flesh and blood began to spread along the bones. It seemed that just one dragon wing would grow into a whole one again. dragon.

Buzz~

Sensing Diril's arrival, the light shrouding the Seed of the World Tree became brighter and more dazzling, then shrunk, and then erupted again. Between the light and dark changes, a hazy will appeared.

After noticing the will born from the seeds of the World Tree, Tyrell did not panic. It would be better to say that this was what he expected. The World Tree that stretched across the void and formed a world of its own had its own world tree. How could the child she left behind be unconscious.

"I see."

Tyrell took a deep breath, and then came into contact with the consciousness of the World Tree Seed. In just a moment, he understood the desire of the World Tree Seed.

What does a tree seed desire?

Of course, it was planted on a piece of fertile soil and took root.

Although the space inside this temple is vast, it is too small for a material world creature like Direal, and for the World Tree, even if it is a temporary shelter, it is very uncomfortable.

It wants to enter the real world, from a seed to a seedling of the World Tree. It needs the help of the dragon in front of it, and it doesn't want to wait any longer.

"Can you give me some more time? My current strength is still too weak. Although I have my own territory, I don't have the power to suppress everything and ignore everything."

Tyrell communicated with the world's tree species and conveyed his concerns.

"Once you are planted and attract a force that I cannot handle, you will be eaten away."

Buzz~

The world tree species sent another message to Tyrell, revealing part of the details. It has had enough of staying here.

It will take root, it will sprout, it will grow

"You can create a demiplane and protect yourself with the power of space?!"

Tyrell was a little surprised by the message conveyed by the World Tree, but thinking about the way its mother appeared in front of him, this was considered basic.

"The demiplane is not absolutely safe. Even the kingdom of gods is in danger of being breached."

Tyrell was still unwilling. According to his plan, he planned to plant the seeds of the World Tree after he was promoted to legend and had the absolute power to suppress the elves and silver dragons.

Buzz!

The light emitted by the world tree species was even more dazzling, and the blazing light of life even enveloped Diriel, and the dragon wings he held in his hands actually grew a small part of the body.

"Well, it's not impossible. If you insist, we can sign the contract now!"

After hearing the conditions given by World Tree, Tyrell could no longer think of a reason for his refusal.

The mature form of the World Tree is to become a sacred tree that can replace the world and carry all races in the world. Hundreds of millions of creatures will rely on the World Tree to survive and reproduce.

This is not parasitism, but a mutually beneficial symbiotic relationship. The World Tree provides the foundation for survival and reproduction for hundreds of millions of creatures. The creatures that rely on the World Tree for survival and reproduction need to defend the World Tree from external threats and infringements.

Now, the World Tree species plans to enter into a contract with Direal and achieve a mutually beneficial and symbiotic relationship. As the first creature to enter into a contract with the World Tree, Direal will undisputedly become the Lord of the World Tree and the King of the Sacred Tree!

During the growth of the World Tree, any creature attached to the World Tree cannot obtain higher authority than Tyrell.

During the growth stage of the World Tree, the life groups bred by itself will unconditionally obey the orders of Tyrell, the king of the sacred tree.

When the World Tree matures, Tyrell, as the king of the sacred tree, will naturally become the master of billions of living beings.

With such favorable conditions and such a bright future, Di Ruier really couldn't think of any reason to refuse. Rather, it would be better to say that this is what he wants.

He didn't want to bring the World Tree to his own world, work hard to raise the World Tree, and then be plucked by something.