Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Your Highness, can you go back after a while? I am about to achieve a promotion breakthrough."

There was a trace of embarrassment on the mage's old face, looking a little uneasy and a little embarrassed. The knight holding the dung fork glared at him and even made a mark on the wooden pole in his hand.

"What do you want to do? Do you still want to attack Master Field?"

The dwarf standing next to the mage stared at him eagerly.

"He betrayed the kingdom!"

Cleveland's eyes were bloodshot. He had never thought that these people could be so disloyal. He admitted that the world was a beautiful place. Even if he was taking care of the baby dragons and dealing with their food, drink, and diarrhea every day, it was far better than the rotten and dead air they had floating around. A broken world would be a better place, but that is their business.

Their parents, brothers, relatives and friends all live there, so how can they just abandon them? And their faith, their ancestors, everything is abandoned, even if they survive, what's the point?

The knight couldn't understand.

"betray?"

The dwarf sneered. He didn't feel it was betrayal at all, but before he could continue to speak, Princess Petraka spoke,

"Cleveland, that's enough."

"Your Highness!"

The knight looked at the princess who stopped him, then saw the girl's gaze and lowered his head.

"I respect your choice. I will not force you. Those who are willing to go back with me can come to my side. Those who are unwilling to go back can also stay here. I have already negotiated with the lord here."

Petraka looked calmly at the person standing in front of her.

"Can we really stay here?"

The dwarf was a little excited. As long as he could stay in a world without undead, he would be willing to shovel shit for the rest of his life.

"Can."

Petraka was disappointed in her heart, but these emotions did not affect her will. She had already found powerful help.

When the princess finished speaking, the old mage with an old face bowed deeply to her, then turned around and left as if running away. The dwarf glanced at her and quickly caught up with the old mage.

They know that by becoming escapees and betrayers, they no longer have to face the undead, and they can also get more promotion opportunities in the new world. This temptation is really too great, especially if they are more active in the elements. For the keen old mage.

"Your Highness, when can we set off?"

Looking at the two figures who almost fled, the knight was still filled with indignation, but he still missed the country that was suffering from disaster.

"have no idea."

Petraka sighed slightly.

"have no idea?"

"I have received a promise from the lord of this place, but he did not give me a specific time, so we can only wait."

"The lord here?"

"dragon!"

The princess took her own knight, maid maid, and a taciturn shield warrior. She didn't wait too long. A team of twelve dragon men escorted a group of boys and girls appeared in front of them.

"Gwill!"

The teenagers who had disappeared for more than half a month reappeared in front of them. Petraka, who had been worried about them for a while, was even a little afraid to confirm.

Because they still look like the same people, their appearance has not changed, but their eyes and the temperament they exude are completely different from before. They are just like veterans who have crawled back from the dead. No, compared with those experiences Rich veterans are even more exaggerated.

"Petraka."

The young man who had left the Green Nest had a stiff smile on his face when he saw the familiar princess. Until now, he felt as if he had suddenly come to life again.

Although it was only a short time, he had forgotten how much suffering he had endured during that period. His body was torn into pieces again and again, and then repaired again. Long didn't care about him in the process. feelings.

From the painful despair at the beginning to the numbness at the end, he and his companions have experienced too much. They have never had a moment of peace. Even when they are eating or sleeping, they may be violently attacked, and then during the attack, Shattered to pieces.

In this hell-like desperate predicament, they struggled hard, and the skills they learned at the hands of the elves were continuously streamlined, until only the essence that was most conducive to survival and killing remained.

Just now, he relied on his own strength to finally defeat a dragon-turned-kobold, and he regained his freedom.

"What have you experienced?"

Looking at these teenagers whose temperaments and eyes were completely different from those of half a month ago, the princess obviously realized something.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she discovered that the surrounding environment suddenly changed. She went from the edge of Longya Island to the highest point of Longya Island, where a majestic palace stood. Thousands of flying dragons circled and danced around the palace, casting down... the shadow of terror,

"They just have the basic training necessary to be able to walk with you."

The giant dragon bathed in the sun has an unparalleled sense of holiness and majesty. Even if it is just enjoying the sun in a lazy posture, the grace revealed inadvertently makes the girl heartbroken.

"They will set out with you and become your new companions."

"Why them?"

Petraka was particularly confused. Not to mention other places, there were too many creatures that were stronger than humans on this island, which was used to raise flying dragon cubs.

"Because they have the idea of ​​saving the world, I help them and have the ability to implement their ideas. Of course, the most important thing is that they are weak enough and will not put too much burden on you."

Tyrell looked at the princess with a helpless look. To be honest, he was really worried that the princess would accidentally exhaust herself to death.

After all, with her mere silver-level power, she was able to complete group interdimensional teleportation. It was really an exaggeration. He couldn't even complete this spell with his own strength now.

"Didn't you say you would help..."

"How do you think I should help you? Do you know how much it costs to send an army across dimensions?"

Tyrell interrupted the princess' innocent words.

"I have no idea."

Petraka's eyes were blank, and then she shook her head. In fact, she did not realize how amazing the interdimensional teleportation spell she had mastered was, because in her understanding, there were many races in their world. Through similar spells, the tribe can be moved to other worlds.

"I have a way to project the legion, and if you want to get my support, you need to stabilize the spatial coordinate anchor for me at all costs."

Dirrell stretched out his dragon claw, and a tree root containing rich vitality was sealed in the crystal clear crystal.

The roots of the world tree!

From a physical level, this tree root has been cut off from the World Tree, but from a spatial level, she and the World Tree are still a complete whole, and the two have never been separated.

"This is?"

"This is the hope of your world. Bring it back to your world. Find a withered tree of life and bury it under the roots. When the tree of life blooms again, my army will come. Take back the world of the living from the hands of the dead.”

The princess stepped forward and reached out to take the sealed roots.

"If the tree of life blooms again, will the elves come?"

The girl's eyes lit up. Until now, she still has beautiful fantasies about elves. Although she was rejected, there are many elves who are sympathetic to her world and have good intentions.

"Do you know what the average lifespan of an elf is?"

Tyrell glanced at this innocent and ignorant girl and asked immediately,

"Even wood elves have an average lifespan of more than seven hundred years. Do I look so stupid to put these immortal species with low fecundity and specialization into the battlefield?"

"this……"

Petraka was speechless, she really didn't expect this.

"Elves can do many things, but it definitely doesn't include forming them into a legion and then entering the battlefield to fight against a group of undead who don't even have a brain."

Although the elves on Moonlight Island have not yet sworn allegiance to him, in Tyrell's eyes, it is only a matter of time. In the order he has established, he already has in his mind what position an immortal species like the elves should be in. arrange,

"Have you seen the flying dragon above your head? When you plant the hope in your hands, these flying dragons will come along the time and space channel constructed, and they are only part of the assistance I give you."

"I will live up to my trust and awaken the elves' tree of life."

"No, you just need to bring hope back to your world, and leave the rest to your country. I want to witness their will to survive, and I need you to ensure your own safety."

Tyrell glanced at the little princess and said,

"Don't forget, you yourself are the reward for letting me send the legion."

"yes."

"Go!"

The princess team, which had lost nearly half of its members, finally set off. They returned to their own world with the hope of saving the world and six boys and girls who thought they had crawled back from hell.

"What a nice power!"

Tyrell, who was entrenched on the Dragon Cliff Castle, looked down at the teleportation light that tore apart the space and penetrated the plane. Then he waved his dragon claw and took out six blood-colored gems as round as dove eggs.

He watched the color change on the gemstone, looked at the light radiating from the inside out, and nodded slightly. This was the life stone he made with the blood of the boys and girls who shed it during training.

A relatively low-level alchemical creation, its function is also very simple, that is, it senses the activity of the blood source, and the light emitted by the gem represents the life intensity of the corresponding person.

The stronger the vitality, the stronger the light. On the contrary, if life ends, this seemingly crystal clear gem will turn into a dull blood-colored stone.

Through the life stone, Tyrell can know the safety of these boys and girls. Of course, it is limited to knowing. He can't do anything until the mother tree of life in the world of Kalimdor is resurrected.

"You sent them away?"

A magical aura shone beside Dirrell, then spread and turned into a portal. You can see the magnificent scene on the other side of the portal. The girl crossed the portal and appeared next to Dirrell.

"Um!"

"Looks like you found a way to save the world."

"It's not about saving, it's about conquering!"

Tyrell glanced at the girl and corrected her statement,

"It's just that before I can complete the conquest, I need to clean up those undead."

"For the living who are struggling under the undead natural disaster, if you can let them continue to live, it is salvation."

"That's it!"

"Aren't you worried about the safety of those children?"

"I promise to take care of them to the best of my ability. If they want to be fishermen or farmers, I can guarantee that they will have a worry-free life. But if they choose to be saviors, they need to bear the consequences of their choices."

Tyrell fiddled with the gems in front of him,

"I'm not their nanny, and they're not kids who don't understand anything."

"you're right."

Su Hailun agreed with Di Rui's words. Although most of the metal dragons would make friends with the intelligent species, they rarely agreed to take care of anyone. In her eyes, Di Rui's ability to do this was already very good.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Wait, my legion can be dispatched at any time."

"what can I do for you?"

"Wait with me."

"You wait patiently. I also have my own magic experiments that need to be done. Just send me a message when you need me."

"okay."

In Di Ruier's eyes, the combat power of the golden dragon is not irreplaceable, but after all, it is still an ancestral dragon in its teenage years, and its own combat power is still particularly impressive, especially in the small material world where legends may not exist. He is an invincible overlord.

After the golden dragon left, Tyrell did not stay in Longya Castle for too long. He returned to Alcatraz Island, first urged and encouraged his younger brothers and sisters to refine weapons quickly, and then entered the demiplane of World Tree again.

There were only imperceptible changes in the empty plane. What was truly eye-catching were the twenty-seven seraph corpses hanging under the world's canopy.

This is a scene that looks particularly horrifying and full of blasphemy. The green and tender tree vines are winding like snakes, hanging the holy seraphim under the canopy. The angels seem to be unable to struggle and resist. However, their eyes were closed and their faces were peaceful, as if they were asleep.

“Repaired pretty well!”

Tyrell came to the World Tree and observed the changes in each seraph corpse. Strictly speaking, they can no longer be called corpses, because the hearts in the chests of most archangels have begun to beat again. .

These selected angels are the ones with the most remaining power, otherwise they would have been turned into ashes under the flames of the devil, and their bodies are still active.

Therefore, Tyrell used the authority of the King of Divine Trees to inject the vitality of the World Tree into their bodies, allowing their broken bodies to begin to repair themselves.

However, this can only make the body of the angel come back to life at most. As for the soul, there will be no soul left in the angel who dies at the hands of the devil.