Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"I'm very sorry. I'm afraid we have no way to help you. Our tribe is unable to interfere anywhere outside the habitat."

The gentle and mature voice of the noble and majestic Elf Queen still echoes in her mind, but the coldness and despair contained in the gentle and soft voice are unforgettable for the girl in her life.

The girl had forgotten how she walked out of the magnificent and tall oak hall that perfectly fit her imagination. The artistic and exquisite buildings satisfied her beautiful fantasy of elves when she was young, but they were far from as perfect as she imagined. .

Thinking about it, it should be like this. Who would bleed and die for a world that has nothing to do with themselves, not to mention that elves are a rare and immortal race.

But even though she thought this way and could understand the choice made by the Elf Queen, Petraka's tears still couldn't stop flowing from her eyes. Her last hope had been shattered. Not only could she not go back, she couldn't Find any helpful assistance you can find for your hometown.

"Petraka, you..."

The boy waiting outside the oak hall saw the girl coming out in tears. Although he had expected it, he was still at a loss when he saw the girl's posture. He didn't know what to do for a while.

"I'm fine, really."

Hearing the boy's voice, the girl wiped away her tears and forced a smile, but her tears increased more and more, and her eyes gradually became swollen.

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything for your hometown. This is the potion I prepared. I hope it can be of some help to you."

"I feel sorry for the disaster your world has suffered, and I can't do anything. These are some spell scrolls I made, and they are also my personal thoughts."

The crying girl attracted the attention of many elves. Several Silver Moon elves came over and gave the girl some personal gifts, but no one thought of questioning the queen's decision.

They have just learned about the girl's origin and purpose. Saving the world that has been swallowed up by the undead disaster, even if it is only a small plane, is currently something they cannot do.

The glory of the elves has passed away. Only in the ancient times, when the elven empire was at its most glorious and prosperous, would they save a world where even the tree of life could not be planted in the name of freedom and justice, protecting life, fighting evil, etc.

Now, it is simply impossible. Their own survival is a huge problem, and it is naturally impossible for them to engage in a war to save the world.

"Thanks!"

"thank you all!"

The girl accepted the small kindness from the elves, and at the same time kept bowing to thank every elf who gave her a gift.

After the front of the oak hall became deserted, Gwell walked towards the girl whose eyes were swollen and her tears seemed to be about to dry up.

"Petraka."

"I'm sorry, I caused trouble for you and asked you to risk your life to bring me here."

When the girl saw the boy, there were tears in her eyes, and she bowed to him very seriously and apologized.

Because of her repeated pleas, the boy violated the ban and took her away from the island that she should not have left at night. With a canoe, he traveled across the sea and took her to the island where the elves lived.

"It's nothing. At worst, I will raise the flying dragon cub for a while longer. It's you, okay? You can rest here for a night. I have made many friends here."

"No, let's go back now."

Although her childhood wish was to live one night in a tree house woven by elves, the girl at this moment was not ready to realize her dream that was just around the corner. She did not want to stay here any longer.

At this moment, she was confused and helpless. She didn't know what she should do next or what she could do. The elves refused to help, but they couldn't be blamed. If she was to blame, she could only blame herself for being too weak.

"Are you really not going to take a break?"

"No, thank you very much."

"All right!"

Although the young man had good intentions, he could only let out a helpless sigh. But suddenly he thought that it might still be possible, but he didn't know whether to say it. After all, the possibility of rejection was greater.

"This doesn't seem like the way back."

After getting on the canoe, the girl quickly discovered that the island used as a reference was somewhat different from when she came.

"I want to go home and have a look. Before I went to steal the dragon eggs, I went secretly with my friends without telling my mother. After I was caught, I was exiled to Dragon Cliff to serve my sentence.

I probably will be caught after I sneak out this time. Anyway, I have already escaped. I want to visit my mother. "

"I'm sorry, I caused you trouble."

"You really don't need to apologize. Even if you don't come, I plan to escape home with my friends."

"But……"

"Nothing but, come and see my house."

Among his peers, Gwell has always been the one who makes decisions. Although he is hesitant in his heart, the canoe led by him still rows towards home. Near his home, there may be Petra. Ka wants to find hope.

The young man's canoe docked, and he took the melancholy princess to the island where his home was located. The men and horses patrolling the seaside discovered him, but they did not attack him, but welcomed him very warmly.

Who would not know the humans living near the Golden Dragon Castle, and who would attack such people?

Petraka looked at these centaurs that were almost extinct in their world with some surprise. Under the ravages of the undead natural disaster, these species may have completely disappeared.

Of course, what surprised her was not the centaurs, but the attitude of these centaurs towards Gwell. Their respect and flattery reminded her of the little nobles who faced her. This inevitably made her a little confused about Gwell's identity.

"Can you ride a horse?"

Gwell rode on the back of a centaur and turned to look at Petraka.

"certainly."

The princess in hunting attire also rode on a centaur. Under the protection of the centaur, they galloped on the grassland. The vast scenery of the sky and the distance made Petraka feel much less sad.

But when the mountains gradually appeared in front of them, and the snow-white castle towering in front of them and standing on the island in the middle of the lake appeared in front of them, the girl's attention was immediately attracted.

"What is that place? Is that castle your home?"

The way forward was to go straight to the castle. The girl was curious at first, then surprised. She was already curious about the boy having an elf teacher and having a too harmonious relationship with the elf, and then about the centaur. Now that she saw the castle, she was even more curious. I can’t understand the boy anymore.

"Hahaha, that's the dragon's castle. I can't live in it. My home is in a village near the castle."

Hearing the girl's words, Gwell suddenly laughed, and as they gradually approached the castle, the castle became more and more majestic. Of course, the cloud giants patrolling around the castle could also see clearly.

"Dragon's Castle? What's going on with those giants?"

"They are followers of the dragon and guardians of the castle!"

The girl who had experienced despair twice now had the flame of hope rising in her heart again. She could feel the power of those giants.

This majestic body was also the first time she had seen it. Even the abominations in the undead army could not resist such a presence.

Perhaps, she could pray to the dragon for help.

"Is this your arrangement?"

High in the sky, the golden dragon looked down at the boys and girls approaching the castle below, and looked at Diriel on the side. The trouble from the other world did not come to Godriel, but to her first.

"Why did it become my arrangement? This is all their own choice."

Tyrell said angrily.

"If you hadn't given a clear designation to the dragon people on Longya Island, how could they have left that island?"

Su Hailun's face was full of doubt.

"No matter how strong the cage is, it can't imprison the birds who want to seek freedom. I just give them some convenience."

Tyrell disagreed and admitted that he wanted to watch a show.

The country is about to be destroyed, and the princess seeks help from the outside world, but unexpectedly encounters a prince who does not know his identity.

Although it is a very cliché play, the reason why it is cliché is because it has been performed too many times. After all, everyone loves to watch it, such as the golden dragon next to him.

Su Hailun never left after discovering their identities. She had been watching the show secretly with him. Now she just found out that the plot actually developed into her home, so she became a little anxious. As she watched, she suddenly realized that she had become It's a wonderful feeling to be part of the play.

"I didn't interfere with them."

Because of the request of Aslan and his wife Margaret, Tyrell only glanced at Gwell when he was born, and then never appeared in front of the child. The boy didn't even know of his existence. What are the arrangements? He was just going along with the flow.

"I estimate that this little guy will take his new princess friend to seek help from you and Emilia tonight. Are you going to agree or refuse?"

Tyrell asked with a smile.

"Of course it's the same as you."

Su Hailun rolled her eyes. The natural disaster of the undead that had swept the world would make even her grandfather think twice before taking action, let alone a golden dragon that was not yet an adult like her. When it comes to saving the world, Tyrell, who has cultivated the legion, should be the first to do it, so how can she get her turn.

"Are you sure you want to be like me?"

Tyrell's smile became a little playful.

"You want to help her?"

"There's nothing I can do for now. I don't have a way to teleport legions across dimensions."

Tyrell shook his head. In his hand was a piece of wrath of the blazing god that could cleanse the small plane. As long as he arrived at the small plane and released it, the undead natural disaster would be wiped out in an instant.

But the problem is also this. Along with the undead natural disasters, there will also be resistance forces that are struggling in the plane.

The Wrath of the Seraph God was used to overturn the table after the Angel Legion was completely defeated on the battlefield. Once it is released, it will cleanse all creatures except the angels, and even the insects will not be able to escape.

If he goes over and casts the wrath of the Blazing God, will it save the world or destroy it?

If the Wrath of the Blazing Sky God is really used to save the world, then it should have a legion-level means of teleportation from other worlds. Before using it, the remaining living creatures in the world can be collectively transported to a place outside the world and temporarily resettled until the Blazing Sky God After the power of Wrath is fully released, teleport them back.

But if he really had this method, why would he take off his pants and fart? It would be unnecessary to just teleport his legion there, and it would save him the wrath of the Blazing God.

But he does not have the ability to teleport on a large scale. Single-body inter-dimensional teleportation is an untouched area for him, let alone group inter-dimensional teleportation. If he wants to save the world, he must send an army to the past. Otherwise, how can we suppress the undead?

As for the space gem obtained from the little princess, the above problems are indeed not small. If Di Ruier wants to use the power of the gem to complete the single plane teleportation, there are many obstacles.

"Oh, that's true. They are in the wrong place. Only those who have mastered the technology of inter-dimensional teleportation legions can help them."

When Su Hailun heard Di Ruier's words, she shook her head and sighed.

So what if a single dragon or several dragons pass by? It can't change the outcome of the world being swallowed up by the undead at all. It just delays the arrival of the final moment, and the result will not change in any way.

The most terrifying thing about the undead natural disaster is that as long as it continues, new undead will be born in a steady stream underground and among the corpses of the resisters, and they will be killed endlessly.

"After I reject this little princess, she may continue to seek your help. You are the strongest force in the Sedellin Islands."

"Perhaps she chose to give up after experiencing several blows."

Tyrell said with a smile.

"What if her will is not broken, but she perseveres?"

"Then I will meet her."

"Then what?"

“Act within your ability.”

Tyrell laughed. The world ravaged by the undead natural disasters was indeed pitiful, but he had already seen many worlds with more miserable and desperate endings.

"Just help if you can, no matter what, it is a unique miracle in the world and in the void!"

Below, the boy had taken the princess from another world across the calm lake and returned to the village where he grew up. The strange girl he had never seen before immediately caused a sensation in the small village.

After all, they were the only humans in the entire sea area who had escaped with the dragons. They all knew each other. Now that there were children bringing back humans they had never seen before, it was hard not to attract attention.

"Gwill!"

Petraka, who had followed the boy back, now also noticed something was wrong, not only because of the enthusiastic women, but also because of the strange demographic structure of the village. She did not see any adult men.

Only older women and boys and girls about the same age as Gwell showed curiosity about him, and of course, the enthusiasm that made it difficult for her to adapt.

But even so, the girl also noticed that the words and deeds of these people, although they were enthusiastic, were extremely well-educated, especially the women who looked plainly dressed, and they did not make any rash or offensive actions.

Even though they look like village women, their gestures are pleasing to the eye. They are etiquette habits that have been trained since childhood and engraved in their bones. Even if they no longer follow them, the smallest movements will still give them away.