Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"In order to find a suitable place to plant you, I paid a very heavy price, but don't let me down!"

Dirilto held up the green gold tree species in his hand and stood on the sea of ​​corpses paved with the corpses of hundreds of thousands of level demons.

Many dragons and giants cannot understand his orders, because even a large accumulation of corpses of mortal species may trigger a small-scale undead disaster.

It is not surprising that such a large number of demon corpses gathered together to give birth to legendary monsters. However, Tyrell suppressed all opinions with his own prestige.

On the underground battlefield, his terrifying combat power in killing Balo Yama with one sword was obvious to all, and the prestige he gained on the battlefield was unmatched by anything he did.

Even if what he does may give birth to terrible monsters, or it may form a source of pollution that will not disappear even for thousands of years.

Buzz~

The world tree trembled slightly, conveying a simple thought. Tyrell laughed dumbly, then let go of the dragon's claw, letting the tree fall into the sea of ​​blood and corpses formed by the demon's corpse.

For the vast majority of creatures and even plants in this world, it is a filthy sea of ​​demonic corpses, but for the World Tree, it is the best fertilizer. The power of the abyss cannot distort its essence, but will be reversed. Assimilation and absorption.

Before the world's tree species came into contact with the devil's corpse, it was like a mountain collapsing, or like an ocean boiling, with an unspeakable vastness of life erupting, and the tough tree species peeling directly.

In the vast ocean formed by the vitality, the majestic, towering sacred tree, which is as tall as the mountains, stretches out its branches, and its huge roots extend below the earth. In front of the light emitted by the world tree species, tens of thousands of demons have not yet touched the roots of the world tree. , it will be decomposed directly and turned into nutrients.

In fact, the tree of life was ready to sprout the moment it was taken out of the Void Continent by Tyrell, but it gave Tyrell face and had to wait for a while.

Now that Dirrell has let go of the dragon's claw, it means that the king of the sacred tree is determined to protect it, and there is nothing to worry about.

The vast ocean of life swept through the twenty-ninth underground layer of the Abyss Island, which was filled with demon corpses. The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones that exuded the aura of evil, filth and death were all decomposed.

The rich breath of life could not be suppressed at all and rushed straight to the surface. In front of the life energy bursting out from the roots of the tree of life, the pollution formed by the demons for hundreds of years was erased in an instant.

"Be low-key and don't make too much noise. I don't want to attract the attention of the gods!"

In Di Ruier's scolding voice, the life source energy that was originally vigorous and trying to break out of the earth and reach the top of the sky suddenly restrained.

This power that symbolized the World Tree began to shrink underground, extend deeper into the geography, and expand in all directions. Amidst the roar, Tyrell felt the vibration and trembling of the space. Destruction and rebirth appeared at the same time.

The space was torn apart, then opened up again, and then expanded. The light burst out, making it difficult for Emperor Riel to look directly at it. In the process, the destructive power that kept bursting out one after another made Emperor Ruil even more confused. Riel had the urge to sneak into the Void Continent and hide.

However, Tyrell resisted the urge and carefully observed the process of the World Tree opening up a demiplane space to hide its true body.

Soft and bright light fell from the top of his head, waking up Tyrell who was immersed in the process of spatial change and extension.

When he raised his head, he found that there were no more claw-marked rock walls and grottoes above and around him. He was no longer in the deep underground cave. The lingering smell of sulfur and putrefaction was no longer on the tip of his nose. Instead, It is the smell of fresh green grass filled with the breath of life.

"..."

Tyrell looked silently at the demiplane that had just been opened up, especially the main body that supported the space structure of the demiplane - a green tree crown with a height of more than three hundred meters and lush branches and leaves, covering a radius of one kilometer. In the land, aerial roots hang down from the thick tree trunks and plunge into the soil that is almost made of pure earth elements.

This is the world tree seedling!

Although it is not incomprehensible that trees, which aim to grow into the main body of the world and carry hundreds of millions of living beings, have such a shape after they first sprouted, but Tyrell really can't see how young this form is. Except that its branches and leaves are too delicate, it has a crystal clear feel.

sough!

The crown of the newly born World Tree sapling gently swayed and rustled. It sensed Tyrell's thoughts and conveyed a feeling of dissatisfaction.

In order to meet Tyrell's needs, it has given up a lot. Its seedlings could have grown taller and bigger, but in order to open up a demiplane, it consumed too much and could only grow to such a "petite" appearance.

Not only that, in order to solve Di Ruier's troubles, it had already begun to bear fruits just after it was born, which consumed less than half of its initial foundation.

"Huh?! What the hell?"

As the king of the sacred tree, Tyrell can understand the ideas transmitted by the World Tree, but the other party's consciousness is too immature and ignorant, and the description is not accurate enough.

Therefore, Tyrell teleported and appeared in the dense canopy of the World Tree seedlings, staring at a green fruit about half a person's height. The rich breath of life gathered in it, and it was still growing slowly.

sough

The proud thoughts came to him. Tyrell understood the purpose of this fruit, and his eyes changed when he looked at the fruit.

World Tree Familia!

The fully grown World Tree has a huge scale comparable to that of the big world, and the billions of creatures that thrive in the World Tree have evolved from itself. The World Tree has the authority to create all things.

This fruit in front of you, when it matures, the first family member of the World Tree will be born from it. He can look like anything, but no matter what posture he is in, when it grows up to protect the World Tree, it will be of the same batch as it. The descendants of the World Tree who are born will be respectfully called:

The original god!

They hold power close to the origin of the World Tree, and have the initial authority granted from the World Tree, and this authority will continue to expand as the World Tree grows, until it is comparable to the gods who harvest the faith of the material world, or even surpasses it.

‘When the fruit is ripe, you can eat it! ’

A thought came to him, and Tyrell understood that eating the fruit would further solidify his identity as the king of the sacred tree.

According to normal evolution, the first being born from the World Tree is the oldest and most powerful original god, and will naturally have the highest authority, that is, the King of the Divine Tree.

However, he intervened and made a contract with the World Tree before it took root and sprouted, and brought it into the Cradle of the World.

“What authority can I gain from this fruit?”

Tyrell asked. Only then did he realize that he, the king of the sacred tree, was not safe. If he didn't eat the fruit, there was no telling what would happen.

what do you need?

A confused thought came through.

"Whatever you have, I want them all!"

Tyrell said without thinking.

Only a young kid who doesn't understand anything makes a choice. As a mature-thinking dragon, of course he wants to choose everything.

‘…’

‘You want to replace me? When the world tree? ’

There was no anger, but rather confused thoughts.

Tyrell was silent, and then continued to communicate with the world. In communicating with the primitive and ignorant consciousness, Tyrell understood the meaning of what he just said.

The saplings of the World Tree that have taken root can be regarded as the prototype of the world. The authority it gives to the first generation of dependents is divine authority in terms of personality. No one can carry so much authority unless they have the power to carry the entire world. the power of.

But beings with this power don't need to covet these powers, because most of them are too useless and can be said to be useless.

The right choice is to choose several authorities that are powerful and suitable for him.

"Sky, thunder, storm, ocean, life!"

After suppressing his greed to take over everything, Tyrell made a choice. This was a choice he made based on his understanding of the god's priesthood, and it was an authority that was extremely suitable for him.

In fact, [Sky] includes [Thunder] and [Storm], but according to Dirrell's understanding from the dragon clan's inheritance memory, priesthood can be divided and can even overlap, so Dirrell needs to emphasize [Thunder] and [Storm] 】.

'good'

In any material world, no matter what kind of profound background a god-ascension person has, if he wants to occupy the clerical field that Di Ruier just mentioned, the moment he becomes a god, he will suffer a devastating blow from powerful divine power. .

But facing the King of Divine Trees, World Tree has only one question:

‘Don’t you need anything else? ’

"How much more authority can I hold?"

What he said at first was half-joking, but after learning more about it, Tyrell knew that he couldn't have all the power.

The authority conferred by the World Tree can be regarded as divine authority under certain circumstances, and it is also a priesthood, that is, the responsibility of gods.

Once you have the authority, you have to do things. There is no situation where you only enjoy the rights and don't work. If you have to maintain the operation of the entire world on your own, any existence with self-will will collapse.

Some ancient gods would even voluntarily give up their priesthood after a long period of time, just like throwing garbage to mortals who liked it or asked for it.

Because that represents not only divine authority, but equal responsibility.

"Well!"

After understanding the meaning of the authority from the World Tree, Tyrell began to think seriously. As the king of the sacred tree, he could still obtain the benefits from the World Tree even if he did not accept it.

But he only enjoys the benefits and does not take responsibility. The descendants of the divine tree born later may not obey him. No matter how weak they are at the beginning of their birth, their status is equivalent to the original gods. They will gradually become stronger as the world tree grows.

"War and order!"

Tyrell made his final choice.

There are also some original authorities that are very good, such as [Death], [Earth], [Light] and [Darkness], but don't just think about the benefits and ignore the responsibility behind this authority.

'good'

The World Tree agreed to Tyrell, and the only fruit in the giant tree crown suddenly appeared in a different color. However, its peel was still green, and it was obviously not the time to pick it yet.

"When will this fruit mature?"

At this moment, Di Ruier asked with a surge of heart.

'Wait until I grow bigger'

The answer given by World Tree was equivalent to no. At this time, Tyrell suddenly realized something. Although dragons are immortals, they are nothing compared to World Tree. Their concepts of time are not on the same level.

"Don't make me wait a thousand years."

Tyrell complained.

‘You can speed up my growth, it’s your duty too’

"How can I make you grow faster?"

Tyrell asked. The World Tree sapling immediately sent him a message, and Di Rui immediately remained silent and stopped talking.

He is just a bronze ancestral dragon that has not yet been promoted to legend. It is really too difficult for him to speed up the growth of a World Tree seedling, so he should just let it grow slowly.

"It's still a little small!"

The young dragon was perched on the canopy of the tree, looking at the half-plane that had just been opened up. This half-plane was only at the beginning of its birth, and its area was already larger than the vastness that most legendary mages could not reach in their entire lives. .

A rough estimate shows that its area is hundreds of miles wide, but because it was just born, there is almost nothing except the World Tree sapling standing in the center as a support point in the space. However, everything is being nurtured. middle.

Tyrell, who has made a contract with the World Tree, also has control over the demiplane. He can sense that mineral veins are forming under the earth, springs are growing, and endless vitality is gaining momentum.

It won't take long for this place to become a super-large demiplane full of vitality and rich in resources. The area of ​​the demiplane will also gradually expand with the growth of the World Tree.

However, this process is extremely slow. A mortal may not be able to see any changes in his entire life. After confirming that there were no major changes in the World Tree in a short period of time, Tyrell left directly. When he appeared again, he You are in a dark and dark underground cave.

The magma has all been extinguished. Although there is still a dark light left, it will be extinguished soon. With the fall of Balor Balrog, its impact on the surrounding environment will be gradually erased, especially in the World Tree. Once the roots are planted, the pollution left by the demons will disappear completely.

When Tyrell landed on the surface of Alcatraz Island, the ground that was originally barren and lifeless due to the scourge of the demons was now bursting with faint vitality, with a touch of green grass buds standing out among the dark soil.

"It seems I have to change my place to live."

Even if the World Tree seedling opens up a demiplane to hide itself, the power it displays in opening up a demiplane still has a great influence.

Tyrell was not sure whether the Elf King Rosalind and the Silver Dragon Emilia were aware of it, but it didn't matter. From today on, he would be permanently stationed in the Eastern Sea.