Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"There are too many children and not enough adult humans to care for them."

Looking at the bustling and noisy babies under the Mother Tree of Life, Su Hailun looked at Di Ruier and had to make some suggestions.

"Can you temporarily pardon the parents of those children who are not yet able to take care of themselves and let them come here and take care of them for a period of time? You don't have any family members under your command who can take care of their children on behalf of humans."

"..."

Tyrell looked at the selected humans under the World Tree. Even though the number was close to 20,000, the average age was less than ten years old, and the total number of adults was less than 1,000.

"Elves? Forget it, elves can't do such delicate things."

Let alone elves, human babies are too fragile even for short-lived centaurs, so Tyrell had to consider Su Hailun's opinion.

Although the strength of his dependent legion is not weak, there are few who can really provide him with suggestions in terms of production, construction and development, allowing him to save energy.

Even though Dirrell has a promising future and huge potential, it is impossible to cover everything. Even with his brothers and sisters and the golden dragon helping him, many problems will only be noticed when they arise. Think about solutions.

"Build twenty villages next to the Mother Tree of Life, and let the parents of these children who are not yet able to take care of themselves come over. Children without parents will be entrusted with foster care, and the caregivers will be given material subsidies."

Tyrell attaches great importance to human babies who have not yet formed cognition. In his eyes, these are the origins of the human forces under his command.

"good."

Hearing that Di Ruier listened to her suggestion, Su Hailun weakly responded, but did not appear particularly happy, because if nothing unexpected happened, the job would eventually fall to her, and she would arrange and execute it.

Because this guy's brothers and sisters have all been arranged, even if they come to discuss the law and judge hundreds of thousands of people this time, it is like a vacation for them.

Seriously speaking, Su Hailun sometimes sympathizes with Di Ruier's brothers and sisters, and occasionally even feels a little lucky that she has no blood relationship with this guy.

Although she is considered a diligent and studious dragon among the golden dragon clan, she really can't compare with these bronze dragons who learn according to the habits of short-lived species. Dragons are long-lived species.

However, after all, she was too close to this guy Tyrell. There were some things that she couldn't escape after all. Moreover, she found it herself this time. Mainly, she was also very curious. After all, she had been beaten by her grandfather before. Grounded, unable to leave the castle.

"Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"good."

As expected, the expression on the girl's face became more and more lazy. The main reason was that the environment of this world really made the dragon lose his energy, and the magic power in his body was always escaping.

"Then what are you going to do?"

It's not that she doesn't want to help Di Ruier, it's just that when she works but the person doing the work doesn't care about anything, she's going to be unbalanced.

"Visit the elves!"

"What are you doing with them?"

Su Hailun was stunned.

"These children need teachers. The elves have a wealth of knowledge and are qualified for this responsibility and can train excellent humans for me."

Tyrell said frankly.

"Oh, then go ahead!"

"By the way, the humans who were originally brought here by Petraka also need to go through a round of trials. Only those who pass the test can stay and live here. Anyone who violates the Bronze Code will be punished. No one is exempt. "

Now that something has been done, let’s do it thoroughly.

"Of course."

Su Hailun nodded. Although this would set off another round of trouble, for the nearly 200,000 humans who were about to be executed, this was just an insignificant increase, which was nothing.

"By the way, there are only three of the little guys you threw here alive, and the dead ones have been transformed into spirits. What do you plan to do with them?"

"What do I deal with? It's their choice and I'm just giving them what they want."

Tyrell was indifferent. From a certain point of view, they still maintained a full staff.

"Well, it seems you really plan to accept the undead."

Su Hailun doesn't care much about those humans who have grown up due to the speed of time. She has no interest in making friends with short-lived species. A short life will bring pain to long-lived species like her. She only cares about it. Tyrell's decision.

"There is nothing wrong with the undead. As long as they are used properly, they are very good producers. They can replace living beings in high-risk production and reduce many casualties."

Tyrell felt that he was not extreme. Although the undead and the living were mutually exclusive, and the undead were defined as evil creatures, the advantages of never sleeping, complaining, and receiving no reward were enough for him to ignore these trivial shortcomings.

Of course, the most important thing is that the undead have a clear hierarchy and order, which is very conducive to rule. He can accept any creature that is willing to abide by and obey order, even devils.

"You are right about everything."

Su Hailun, who had originally planned to persuade her, looked at Di Rui's expression and gave up her useless efforts. Although she was particularly repulsive to the undead, it was obvious that Di Rui had already made up her mind, and this was something she could not change.

"Of course."

Tyrell laughed and followed the time and space vortex above the Tree of Life to return to the Sedellin Islands. However, after returning to the homeland where the elements were more active, Tyrell was not in a hurry to find the elves. After the six-armed snake demon wrapped in the shell was released, it went deep underground and entered the demiplane of the World Tree.

The demiplane at this moment seemed to have gone through a vicissitudes of life, with steep mountains, undulating hills, and open plains. The terrain changed so much that Tyrell almost thought he was in the wrong place.

However, the World Tree standing in the center of the demiplane remains the same as before. It does not appear to have changed at all. However, as the king of sacred trees, Tyrell clearly knows that the growth rate of this World Tree has increased in just ten days. , has surpassed the accumulation in the past five years.

This kind of growth rate makes Di Ruier particularly satisfied. This can be regarded as a waste of effort, but Di Ruier also knows that such rapid growth can only last for a period of time, and then it will gradually slow down and level off. .

But even so, the World Tree will grow faster than before. After all, there will be one more world to draw nutrients from.

The nutrients that the World Tree needs are not the fertility in the soil. On the contrary, the land where the World Tree is rooted will become more fertile, and will even breed many rare treasures with special effects. The nutrients it needs are every The world's unique rules.

Sasha~

The World Tree was also extremely happy for the arrival of Tyriel. At such a young age, it was able to let it take root in the second world. Such a sacred tree king couldn't be more satisfied.

"Hahaha, I know you are happy. How is the fruit you prepared for me growing now?"

Dirrell flew up to the treetops and saw the only fruit that had been produced. The green skin that originally looked extremely sour was now tinged with red, and a strange fragrance floated around, giving the dragon an appetite.

"Not bad."

Dirrell couldn't help but nod. As an ancestral dragon, he had the desire to devour it, which was enough to prove how extraordinary this fruit was.

However, this fruit is still not mature yet, and it will take some time to wait, but Tyrell is not here to see the fruit. He is looking for the World Tree for more important things.

"I want to discuss something with you!"

sough!

At this moment, World Tree is in a very good mood.

"I would like to ask if you can send more roots to the world of Kalimdor."

Tyrell has noticed that the core of the resurrected Mother Tree of Life is the roots of the World Tree. In and around it, the activity and concentration of elements are much higher than in the outside world, and they decrease in sequence depending on the distance.

However, its scope of influence gradually expanded over time. This element gradually fell silent. It seemed that the small material world where the extraordinary power was about to disappear had a chance to become active again as the roots of the World Tree took root.

However, there is only one recovery point, which is too few. Tyrell checked the local documents of Kalimdor and learned that there are many Mother Trees of Life. Although they are all petrified and withered, it doesn't matter. Even if they are petrified, they will not be able to survive. Can resurrect the world tree.

Sasha~

Tyrell got an affirmative answer. For World Tree, this is something that can be done easily without any difficulty.

This time, there is no need for Tyrell to send the roots there. The World Tree, which has been linked to the world of Kalimdor, can do it himself.

Still following Tyrell's basic principles of being low-key and reserved, and developing quietly, World Tree selected five withered trees of life that had been abandoned by the elves to disguise its extended roots.

However, this also aroused another concern for Di Ruier.

"This shouldn't let the elves see it, right?"

The elves have a natural affinity with plants, whether they are the lowest wood elves or the silver moon elves and sun elves who are most favored and favored by the elven gods.

For the Mother Tree of Life, even if they did not plant it themselves, the elves are aware of it.

Tyrell has no doubt that if these pointed ears come into close contact with the World Tree, these guys will probably go crazy and behave like devout believers and fanatics of gods.

However, if such a thing happened, it seemed to be a good thing. Apart from the Elf King Rosalind and the white tiger she raised, there was no one else worthy of his concern among the elves on Moonlight Island.

Of course, the elf king Farrar, whose life or death is uncertain and seems to be still lying on his back, can also be counted as one, but he has not appeared for a hundred years. It is estimated that the probability of standing up in another hundred years is very small.

Sasha~

Regarding Dirrell's concerns, the World Tree was extremely confident. It felt that its disguise was perfect because it really activated the original power of the Tree of Life. Unless someone cut off the Tree of Life, its existence would not be discovered.

"Well, that's good."

After receiving the guarantee from the World Tree, Tyrell boldly stood up to find the Elf King.

Except for the Elf King Rosalind who was not very happy about Tyrell's arrival, most of the elves on Moonlight Island expressed an extremely warm welcome.

Although in the past, these elves were quite enthusiastic about him because of his status as a metal dragon and his gorgeous appearance that was far more noble and majestic than ordinary dragons, this time it was different.

"What's going on with your subjects? Why are they so much more enthusiastic this time than before?"

Tyrell fell from the sky, held his head high, and walked into the oak hall that could accommodate him even if he manifested his true form. He looked at Queen Rosalind who led the white tiger to receive him.

The queen wore a breathtaking smile on her face, but this smile was so fake that Tyrell felt like she was wearing a mask.

"You opened a space passage to other worlds above your castle. Do you think you can hide this from us?"

"Is it because of this that your subjects are so enthusiastic towards me?"

Tyrell was a little confused and didn't understand the logic.

As far as he knew, the elves should also master the technology of inter-dimensional teleportation, and this could be achieved through external objects such as magic circles. It's just a space channel, and it won't excite these pointed ears so much.

"After all, you are saving the world. How can my fellow tribesmen, who love peace and uphold justice, resist you?"

"Tsk, who told you?"

Tyrell had forgotten that because of the care of the two Elf Kings, almost all the elves on this island could be considered idealists.

After all, they had enough to eat and drink, and they didn't need to worry about invasion by foreign enemies. They were either pondering some poetry and literature or engaging in artistic creations such as painting and sculpture every day.

"We can see it ourselves."

"Are you spying?"

The scales between Di Ruier's eyebrows raised, and the dignified and elegant queen suddenly became expressionless.

"Dear Lord Sedellin, the noise you have created is really difficult for us to ignore and pretend not to see."

"That's true."

"I'm curious about how you revived a withered Mother Tree of Life."

The Elf Queen's bright silver eyes stared directly at Tyrell's huge dragon body. This was one thing that made her particularly curious. Destruction was easier than rebirth.

"There is no comment. Perhaps Her Majesty the Queen can take your subjects to experience it for yourself. Maybe you can find the answer."

"You gave up your great cause of saving the world and came here just to invite us to observe the resurrected Mother Tree of Life?"

Elf Queen Rosalind can be sure that the dragon in front of her must have something to do, so she appears here. Otherwise, with his temperament, he will never waste any time and energy here.

"Of course, but this is one of my purposes. I also want to hire some elves to teach human survivors the knowledge needed to build their homes."

Di Ruier explained his intention.

"No way, I won't put my subjects in danger."

The Elf Queen refused without hesitation. Even if her subjects were unwilling to explore neighboring islands, she would not force them. How could she agree to this dragon's request and let them go to a world that was plunged into doomsday?

"Of course I can guarantee safety. I don't need elves to fight. I just need them to be teachers who impart knowledge."

Tyrell immediately assured the queen that although he should be able to recruit many elven volunteers by going to various elven villages to promote it, it would be best to obtain the queen's approval.

"In fact, I ended the apocalypse and am now helping the survivors rebuild their homes."