Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

ah--

A scream filled with despair, fear and shrillness rang out. Tyrell, who had already noticed the abnormal fluctuation of power, raised his head and looked up into the sky. Then he held up the magic shield and flew into the sky with a playful look. The God's Own Naga appeared from the sky. Free fall.

boom--

Flames spurted and dust flew. Tyrell just watched the naga crash on the shore of the lava lake without any intervention. He only waited until the splashing dust gradually subsided, and then slowly walked to the point of fall. Looking down at Sidnia who smashed a deep pit into the ground.

"what are you playing?"

Looking at the six-armed Naga with two lines of blood and tears shed from the corners of his eyes, and whose body was being burned by the flames spurting out from the ground, Tyrell not only had no intention of reaching out to help, but instead asked with a curious attitude.

"..."

The sea of ​​spiritual consciousness has been completely occupied by a burst of flames. Sidnia, who has lost the ability to think, opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky dyed red with blood. She remained motionless, letting the flames burn her body.

At this moment, her eyes were bleeding continuously, and her ears were buzzing. Her expression was dull and her consciousness was slow. Tyrell's teasing voice was so far away that it seemed as if it was coming from the end of the horizon.

Even though it took her a while to realize that this dragon was teasing her, she couldn't make any response.

Because she couldn't control her body now, even though she could feel her body being burned by the flames spurting out from the ground, she couldn't avoid it, not even by wagging the tip of her tail.

Her soul and body seemed to be completely separated at this moment. The two became independent entities and had nothing to do with each other. The pain of her body seemed to have no connection with her soul.

"I like flames, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

In Sidnia's sight, that damn dragon was swinging back and forth above her head, its expression becoming more and more hateful.

"But don't worry, I won't reveal your privacy, nor will I tell your kin. You can play here slowly until you enjoy it. Although your visit is not polite, as the host, I will Treat you well."

"…………pull me!"

Sidnia's mouth opened again and again, and then she gritted her teeth and tried her best to say two words.

It's just that she managed to regain some energy from the backlash of time regression, and her words for help were ignored by the dragon. He lowered his head and got closer.

Sidnia even saw the playful look in his eyes and the burst of appetite. In fact, she herself also smelled the roasted and cooked aroma emanating from him, with a slight burnt smell.

"Turn over, right? Okay!"

I don't know if she gritted her teeth and didn't say it clearly, or if this damn dragon was just playing tricks on her on purpose. The dragon stretched out its claws, hooked her tail, and then turned her body over.

Originally he was facing up, with his body being burned by the earth's fire, but now he was facing the scorched earth, with his back to the sky, and his backside, which had been burned to a crisp, was turned out.

Hiss~

Tyrell just looked at the Naga who had been turned over by him, lying in the pit, being burned by the flames spurting out from the ground. Both sides were evenly heated. It was not until a moment later that the Naga suddenly exploded. , a powerful spiritual light erupted from her body, instantly suppressing the ground fire in a radius of several hundred meters.

She bounced up in the air, and the blood and tears in her eyes were no longer flowing, but the blood marks remaining on both sides of her cheeks were so conspicuous, and coupled with the charred skin that had been charred by the flames, she looked like a demon crawling out of hell. Like a ghost.

"Don't you want to continue baking? You can play for a while longer, and I will keep it a secret for you."

Tyrell looked at the Naga hanging in mid-air. He was unaware of the anger hidden under the ferocious and twisted face like an evil ghost. Instead, he looked quite kind-hearted.

"You think I like fire?"

Sidnia gritted her teeth and asked word by word. When she fell from the sky, it would be fine if the dragon didn't catch her. It was okay to come out, but turning her over was really too much.

"Don't you like it?"

Tyrell asked in surprise. At this moment, the miserable-looking Naga had its carbon shell peeling off piece by piece, revealing the delicate skin and scales that had regrown underneath.

"I'm from the sea tribe, how could I like flames?"

"Who knows, many intelligent beings have habits and habits that are unexpected and unwilling to be known to intelligent species other than themselves. I don't know if you have any special habits."

Tyrell said nonchalantly, not realizing at all how much harm his actions had just caused to Naga. The flames here were not ordinary earth fires.

"I'm not afraid of pain, but I don't have the habit of being abused."

"oh!"

Tyrell nodded,

"I see."

"I asked for your help, why did you turn me over?"

"You didn't speak clearly, and your consciousness was not conveyed accurately. I misunderstood it. Besides, this is the result of your own behavior. The main reason is you, isn't it?"

Tyrell said, seeming to have remembered something, with curiosity in his words,

"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly fall? What happened? Why are your eyes bleeding? This shouldn't have anything to do with the flames, right?"

"..."

Sidnia fell silent immediately. The anger and resentment in her heart suddenly died down. At this moment, she remembered the gushing flame that she had deliberately ignored and wanted to forget.

Fear, confusion and panic once again occupied her mind. That power that swept through the world, leaving even legends as dust, was too terrifying.

She had never seen such power, even the divine power she had prayed for countless times and obtained was so small compared to it.

The moment she saw that flash of flame, her magic collapsed, and along with her conscious thinking, she was unwilling and unable to pry more.

She was convinced that once she continued to regress, even her status as a divine being would not be able to protect her, and the worst outcome would be the collapse of her soul.

"Why don't you speak?"

Tyrell was like a child who had just learned how to read and was extremely curious.

"What power is this?"

Sidnia looked at the boiling lava sea, her tone was softer than ever before, and she suddenly lost her original aggressive aura.

The Kingdom of Pomerania, which she regarded as a guard of honor and was proud of, was nothing in front of this power, including her queen grandmother and many legendary Naga lords.

"The power of the sun."

Tyrell said with a smile. He was very satisfied with Sidnia's reaction. It seemed that he didn't need to put in more effort.

"What does this power have to do with you?"

She wanted to deny the connection between this power and this dragon, because this was not a power that this dragon could currently exert. Even if it was a god, she doubted whether it could exert such power in the material world.

"Who knows? You can take a guess."

Tyrell still had the same tone, but combined with what she had done before and the power she had just seen in the time rewind, Sidnia felt that the dragon in front of her was more and more hateful and terrifying.

One thing she could confirm was that the demise of the undead that was supposed to occupy the small material world was inseparable from this power.

But if she really infers that Dirrell has nothing to do with this power, she doesn't believe it herself, because the process and method of Dirrell coming to this world are too simple and easy.

After investigation, it was found that the way this dragon transported supplies and legions from the world of Kallos seemed to require no consumption of power.

But this is impossible. Everything will consume energy. Even simple thinking and maintaining the existence of consciousness will consume energy. If it seems that there is no need to pay, it means that there is some existence that bears all the consumption for this dragon. .

This is enough to show that behind this dragon stands at least one, or even multiple gods, or existences that are comparable to or even surpass the gods.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain. It is impossible for this dragon to do it with its own ability. With her eyesight, she can't imagine how a dragon that is not even a legend can do all this.

"I can not guess it."

Sidnia changed some of her original thoughts in her heart. Now it seemed that their assumptions were a bit too naive. She was already thinking about how to persuade the grandmother after returning.

Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, they cannot bet that they will never let this flame break out in the Pomeranian Naga Kingdom. This power is enough to evaporate the ocean and turn the vast territory of the Naga Kingdom into a bowl. Hot seafood soup.

"I can't guess it!"

Tyrell prolonged his tone, and spoke slowly under the expectant gaze of the Divine Naga,

"Then I can only tell you with great regret that I have no comment."

"Don't you have any news to reveal?"

Sidnia did not give up.

"Didn't I reveal enough information by bringing you here?"

"You are a threat!"

"No, this is a reciprocal response. I just want to tell you that I am by no means a potential threat to your Naga Kingdom."

Tyrell replied, his eyes calm and his tone calm,

"You see me as a threat, I am your natural disaster of destruction!"

Sidnia used magic to go back in time. After seeing that flash of flame, she had long lost her original aloofness. She was arrogant and bossy towards those who held the Sword of Doom. Either she didn't want to live anymore or she had no brains.

"I am a peace-loving, friendly and generous bronze dragon, but I will never give in to any threat of force or war. I can entertain friends with mead, and I can also bring destruction to my enemies."

"you……"

Now Sidnia no longer knows what to say. She is a Naga who is not good at words. She knows that swords are the best way to communicate, but the dragon in front of her is a dragon who must not threaten to communicate with swords.

She now regrets threatening the dragon in front of her, which has brought unpredictable dangers to the country she will inherit in the future.

Because, after she is promoted to legend, it will take less than three hundred years for her to surpass her grandmother. The moment she completes her transcendence, it will be the time for her to inherit or seize the throne.

"It can be seen that this is not a way of communication that you are good at. My suggestion is to go back and report to your grandmother what you just saw here, and whether you want to define me and my group of dragons as a threat. After all, you Just the first heir, not the queen."

The dragon spoke slowly, but these words made Sidnia even more angry, but at this moment she did not dare to show her emotions.

"I will report to my grandmother everything I encountered here, but she may not believe me. She may question what alliance I have reached with you. She is very suspicious."

"You are her direct descendant, does she not even trust you?"

"Her potential has been exhausted."

"I see. If that's the case, then I will choose a day to visit your Kingdom of Pomerania. I hope that by then, my visit will be treated as a monarch should."

Tyrell smiled and said that he had never made an arrangement before. It was time to get in touch with the strongest force in this sea area.

"monarch?"

Sidnia looked up at Tyrell and did not refute.

"I will personally arrange your reception. When do you plan to visit?"

"It will have to be a year at the earliest. I don't have much time now."

"Okay, so as the first successor of the kingdom, you are welcome to visit!"

"You don't have to be so serious. In fact, I admire you very much. With your identity and temperament, I think you are very suitable for the position of my personal attendant. Are you interested in considering it?"

As he spoke, Tyrell casually stretched out his dragon claws and played with the slender tail tip of the divine Naga, treating it like a plaything.

humiliation!

Chiguoguo's humiliation

An unprecedented sense of humiliation came to her heart. Although she had taken the initiative to wrap the snake's tail around the dragon's tail before, her mentality at that time was completely different from now. Their identities and statuses had been reversed.

"My guards are waiting for me to return!"

Sidnia whispered that she was now aware of her situation. She came alone to a different world that the power of the kingdom could not touch, threatening an existence that could destroy the kingdom.

What a foolish act!

"Want to go back?"

Tyrell's eyes became more and more playful.

"If you don't stay here and visit for a while, there may be other threats here besides dragons that will cause harm to your kingdom."

"No, there's no threat here."

Sidnia shook her head.

"Hahaha, I'll take you back."

Tyrell couldn't help laughing when he saw the God's Naga showing such a weak and bully attitude. The dazzling thunder danced on the dazzling golden scales, and the blazing blue light flowed in the gaps between the scales.

High in the sky, a storm swept across, blowing away the heat emanating from the lava lake, and also brought a hint of coolness, and even dense water vapor emitted, making Naga feel much better.

"please."

Sidnia's posture became weaker and weaker, her defense and will had been defeated, and the backlash of divine magic was stinging her head.

"I hope our next meeting will be a friendly one and a process worth remembering."

"must."

Sidnia's consciousness and thinking were a little confused at this moment, but she was also determined at this moment to convince her grandmother to change her strategy.

"Let's go!"

Tyrell did not make things difficult for the Naga anymore. After sending her away, he turned around and entered the Void Continent without hesitating for a moment.

He now needs a Wrath of the Blazing God. If the two forces have the ability to destroy each other, they will naturally be able to maintain equality.