Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Roar!

The roar of the dragon filled with unwillingness and anger rang out, but then it stopped abruptly. A powerful dragon claw covered with golden scales strangled his neck, then drew a semi-circular arc in the sky and smashed it hard. On top of the dunes.

The golden sand splashed, hitting the deep azure dragon scales, and even sparks burst out. Half of the mountain-like sand dune collapsed, burying the blue dragon that crashed into it.

Crackling~

The dazzling thunder burned the air, and the smell of ozone filled the air. But before the blue dragon, who was gathering momentum, could spit out his most deadly weapon, the figure that had become the nightmare of their blue dragon family appeared behind him.

Uh-huh!

A slender and well-proportioned dragon body that is also powerful and explosive appears behind the blue dragon. His body only rotates slightly, and the dragon tail that takes up half of its body length draws a golden light track in the sky. The crystal tail blade cut a bright red blood line on the blue dragon's back extremely smoothly.

Roar~

The dragon scales were chopped into pieces, the tough tendons were cut open, and even the silvery white keel bones and even the internal organs wrapped inside the keel bones could be seen. The blue dragon endured the pain, twisted his head, and wanted to spray out the dragon's breath that was gathering momentum. To the guy behind you.

"There's really no progress at all!"

Seeing the lightning dragon's breath rushing towards him, Di Ruier didn't bother to use the space teleportation spell to dodge. He raised the dragon's claw, and in the blue dragon's disbelieving eyes that turned into despair, he annihilated all the lightning in his own body. In the dragon's claws.

When the lightning dissipated, the falling blue dragon saw that the fine golden scales on the heart of the bronze dragon's claws were still there, and the blue lines on the edges became even more shining, and not a single dragon scale was broken.

"This is impossible!"

The blue dragon fell into the sand dune, and the wounds on its back spurted dragon blood like a spring, but the physical pain was far less than the mental despair.

"Idiot! What are you still yelling about here? What is impossible for this guy?"

The blue dragon that was smashed into the sand dune spread its wings and lifted all the yellow sand that was pressing on it. White-hot lightning flowed in its eyes, and it had fallen into a state of rage.

The adult blue dragon with a body length of 23 meters exploded with all its power. Endless electric light spread from its limbs, wings and dragon horns, dancing in the air. The blazing thunder light even seemed to be like sunlight compared to it. dim.

When he opened his domain and flew into the sky, the thunder extending from him formed a clearly visible spherical domain with him as the core. He chased the guy who was brazenly venting the power of the ancestral dragon in mid-air. go.

"Thunder and lightning have no use to him!"

The blue dragon that was cut down by the tail blade also flew into the sky again, reminding his fellow tribesmen that his eyes were also full of anger, but there was also awe and fear that were not inferior to the fury.

He had to admit that the metal dragon that had been using them as a sparring partner since three years ago was invincible even with the power of all the adult blue dragons in the family.

"Then use it to stimulate your body's potential. Even if he is an ancestor dragon, I will bite off a piece of flesh and blood from his body!"

The blue dragon, who had already experienced the power of the ancestral dragon, had extremely painful wounds on his neck, with scales and flesh mixed together, but there was no fear in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the sky and rejoined the chaotic real dragon battlefield.

Six dragons were fighting in one place, but this was not an evenly matched battle. No matter the number or strength of the two sides, they were completely unequal.

Five adult blue dragons besieged an immature bronze dragon. The blue-scaled dragon fell from the sky from time to time with broken dragon scales and spurting dragon blood. The sand dunes below were constantly smashing the dragon's body, and spitting lightning dragon breath. Repeatedly tortured.

"Have fun, go on, show me the power of your blue dragon."

The body length has reached 28 meters, but the dragon body is not stronger than any other blue dragon. The huge Diriel let out a roaring laughter like thunder.

The proportions of his dragon body are different from those of ordinary dragons. The tail alone occupies half of the body length. In terms of appearance, his body shape looks similar to that of an ordinary adult blue dragon, or even worse. The tail is longer.

However, when any blue dragon tries to get close to him and uses the violent brute force inherent in the color dragons to gain an advantage in the battle, it is often defeated at the first touch.

This was an asymmetrical battle. The adult blue dragon, facing the bronze dragon that looked similar in size to them, was repeatedly beaten and ravaged from beginning to end.

The power of thunder contained in the blood is of no use to this bronze dragon. Even if they try their best to spit, they can't even break the smallest scales of the opponent. This dragon's resistance to thunder has reached 1 An incredible situation.

The leader of the blue dragon knew that it was not that the opponent was completely immune to thunder, but that their power was too weak to penetrate the scales with high elemental resistance.

But the blue dragon, whose dragon breath is useless, can only choose to fight in close combat and win in the most primitive way. But any dragon that has had violent contact with a bronze dragon will understand that although they seem to be similar in size, how weak they are in terms of strength confrontation.

The only thing that can support the Blue Dragon family in fighting is the arrogance and unyielding will of a dragon, but the will cannot make up for the constant injuries and the gradual slowing down of the healing speed.

As the blue dragons continued to fall from the sky, the time it took for them to struggle to get up and join the battlefield again became longer and longer.

Until the end, all the blue dragons were knocked down from the sky by a circular lightning storm that swept across the sky. However, the largest blue dragon among them was grabbed by the neck before it fell to the sand dunes covered with crystals.

"Dean, although I know your answer, I still ask as usual, are you willing to surrender to me and be loyal to me now?"

Tyrell lowered his head and looked down at this adult blue dragon, which was about to enter its prime. He was the only remaining leader of the dragon family on Dragon Island. He had the strongest and largest body and the strongest strength.

However, this power is only for ordinary dragons. Facing the ancestral bronze dragons, which are still slowly evolving at a stable speed, the blue leader and the dragons he commands are just being constantly abused. .

"..."

The fiery lightning that filled the dragon's pupils gradually subsided, and the leader of the Blue Dragon family remained silent.

He had lost the ability to fight again. His dragon wings were broken, all his limbs were abnormally bent, and even his spine was broken into several pieces. As for the scales and traces on his flesh and blood, they were countless.

Even for an adult dragon, this is a very miserable injury, but there is no pain in his eyes because he has gradually become accustomed to it over the past five years, and has even become accustomed to it.

Ever since the bronze dragon came to them and asked them to surrender, their daily life on this island has become fighting, and then recovering from their injuries. After recovering from their injuries, they continue to fight, continue to recover, and so on... with no end in sight. despair.

On this dragon island, they have nowhere to escape. After they refuse to surrender, the bronze dragon will break every bone in their bodies and then walk away. After their injuries are almost recovered, they will bring the storm with them. , coming with thunder.

Every refusal represented another brutal beating after they recovered from their injuries. Dean did not think that such a one-sided confrontation could be called a battle.

"Yes, I admire your tenacious will!"

Seeing that the blue dragon remained silent, Tyrell acquiesced in his refusal, and then smashed the body in his claws, which was larger and heavier than him, into the sand dunes below.

A huge ring-shaped wave formed by fine sand suddenly rose into the sky. Di Ruier didn't care. He stretched his muscles and felt extremely comfortable. He was about to flap his wings and leave, but at this moment, a deep voice came from below. ringing,

"I do."

"Um?"

Tyrell, who was about to cast the teleportation spell and leave directly, paused for a moment and looked down at the blue dragon half-buried in the sea of ​​sand.

"What did you say?"

"Do you have to humiliate me like this?"

The single horn standing on the sand rose upwards, and the yellow sand slid down along the broken scales. The dragon, who was not feeling pain anywhere on his body, raised his head and looked at the golden-scaled dragon descending from the sky with some resentment.

"No, I'm just confirming that this is not my auditory hallucination."

Dirrell explained, but when he looked at the aggrieved look on the blue dragon in front of him, he knew that what he just heard was not a phantom sound.

"Are you really going to surrender to me? No more fighting?"

"Continue to fight? Continue to let you abuse me and my people?"

Seeing the undisguised look of disappointment on Tyril's face, the blue dragon immediately roared angrily at him, with blood foam splashing from the red-stained dragon teeth along with the pulsating arc of electricity.

"Do you know how long you have been beating us? Five years, five whole years. Every time we have just recovered from our injuries, you come over and beat us. We are not your sandbags!"

Seeing that this dragon dared to bare its teeth at him, Dirrell originally planned to teach him a lesson, but after hearing the resentful accusation, Dirrell felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but explain,

"Isn't this because you are unwilling to surrender to me? I can only prove my power to you in the most traditional way of our dragon clan."

"So, I surrender to you now. From today on, I am your subject. You can't beat me anymore."

Dean has had enough. In his inherited memory, he has never found an adult blue dragon as frustrated as himself.

The most aggrieved stage for color dragons is often the young stage, but he feels that he is no different from those young children who hide around and even eat dirt in embarrassment. This bronze dragon bullies the dragon too much, and he does not want to be beaten again.

"This is not a beating, this is a war that belongs to us dragons. Have you forgotten? In the most ancient times, this is how our ancestors decided to win, showing their strength and power in front of their respective blood descendants. "

Tyrell corrected.

He admitted that his power was a little stronger than these blue dragons, but didn't they have a numerical advantage? So, this is a fairly even fight.

Because the opponent is an adult blue dragon, Tyrell doesn't have to worry when he strikes. He is not strong enough to kill an adult blue dragon with one blow.

Unfortunately, this beautiful life is coming to an end. The blue dragon has surrendered to him. It is difficult for him to find perfect sandbags like them in the Sedellin Islands. The only consideration is the devil.

"We are not the ancestral dragons!"

The leader of the blue dragon was resentful.

"Okay, I will respect your opinions in the future, and will only compete with you after obtaining your consent. Go call your fellow tribesmen over, and I will ask their opinions. I hope you are the only one who is willing to ask me Surrender!”

Tyrell said bluntly that he didn't mind the existence of thorns on the islands who were unwilling to surrender to him. Besides reading, meditating, and studying alchemy, it was also very good to exercise his body occasionally.

However, the result was very regrettable for the dragon. When the strongest dragon surrendered, the other blue dragons' psychological defenses suddenly collapsed.

The blue dragons, who had been beaten by Tyrell for five full years, had long since lost their temper. The so-called pride of dragons was now gone.

"Take care of the chicks you raised and your dependents. I will send a dragon to take them over after a while."

Although Tyrell regretted it, he could only accept it helplessly.

"Can we get off the island?"

Dean asked the most anticipated question of all blue dragons.

"Of course. What future can a dragon with pure blood have on an island?"

Tyrell smiled. Then, regardless of the joy of these blue dragons, he opened a portal and left Dragon Island. When he passed through the portal, he had already appeared inside a magnificent giant castle.

This is a castle built specifically for dragons. The castle and its surrounding ancillary buildings are enough to accommodate thirty dragons, and the huge entrance hall inside is enough for the strongest giants to freely walk through it.

Tyrell looked at the scenery outside the castle through the crystal wall created by magic.

On the vast plains, centaurs were galloping, and on the distant mountains, flying dragons were circling. Occasionally, real dragons could be seen soaring past. Nearby, giants continuously transported treasures and food from the ocean through the waterways leading to the ocean.

This land, which has many landforms such as plains, mountains, hills, and Xiagu Valley, may seem a little barren at first glance, but no one would have imagined that five years ago, this was a dead place where demons roamed.

Tyrell admired his flourishing territory from a high position. Although the active creatures on this vast island were still mostly monsters, there were also traces of intelligent species, although there were fewer of them.

"No, don't, I was wrong, I never dare to steal eggs again. Just let me go!"

"We are the people of the Golden Dragon, you can't arrest us..."

"Gwell, what is the crime of stealing dragon eggs?"

At this time, Tyrell, who controlled the domain of wind, suddenly felt a loud noise, and his mental power extended in the direction he perceived.

The Lord of the Islands immediately saw a group of dragonmen flying towards the castle. Each dragonman was holding a tightly tied human in his hands.

"These guys can really make a scene!"

Tyrell, who noticed these little guys, smiled and cursed. It has been more than thirteen years since he came to Sedelin Islands.

Among the remnants of the Kingdom of Yasser who were teleported here with him, those children who were not familiar with the world and were even still unborn in their mothers' wombs have all grown up now.

A group of boys and girls among them, under the connivance of a will, now have a faint tendency to become a scourge on the archipelago.