Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Sasha~

Billions of branches and leaves trembled together, and the canopy of the World Tree emitted the will of joy. Diriel placed the two suns he had just obtained between the canopies. As long as they did not explode, the wrath of the Blazing God would make intelligent creatures particularly comfortable. light source body.

However, what really makes World Tree happy is that the Holy Light Little Sun contains unique rules, which is excellent nourishment for it.

This was something that Tyrell did not expect. The reason why he brought the Holy Light Sun out of the Void Continent and handed it over to the World Tree was because with the help of the World Tree's space ability, Tyrell could easily put the Holy Light Sun onto Naga. Over the sea.

He used the World Tree as a transmitter, but he didn't expect that the guy who was supposed to perform the duties of a transmitter actually wanted to absorb the Holy Light Sun as nourishment.

This is naturally not allowed by Di Ruier. He is not so arrogant now. It is difficult to determine to what extent the World Tree can grow after absorbing the Holy Light Sun. If it loses its deterrence, it will be more troublesome.

Tyrell doesn't want to whitewash any place. What he wants is conquest, not destruction. He needs land rich in resources, not wasteland that has been burned to nothing.

The growth of the World Tree is measured in ten thousand years. Even if the sun, which can destroy small worlds, is absorbed, it can only advance a negligible amount in the long growth period of the World Tree.

"You can absorb a little, but you can't destroy it!"

Halfway away from the World Tree, Tyrell still warned with some uneasiness that his current arrangement was, to a certain extent, like letting rats guard the granary.

But not letting World Tree touch anything would be too ruthless and excessive. After all, the fate of this World Tree is now closely related to him, and the two are deeply bound.

Sasha~

The World Tree conveyed a more joyful mood, and even revealed a little urging, asking Tyrell to quickly do his own thing.

Tyrell took one last look before teleporting away and entering the world of Kalimdor. Although he took a nap in order to make a deal with the Demon God, even Tyrell, who retained some of the short-lived habits, still spent most of his life. moon.

Looking at the world of Kalimdor now, under the influence of the World Tree, this world that once faced destruction and cut off all vitality has seen obvious changes in its weather that are visible to the naked eye.

Nowadays, the resurgent vitality of the world is no longer limited to the surroundings of the Tree of Life disguised as the roots of the World Tree. In the wilderness, there are also green grass buds emerging from the dead bones.

The silent world is regaining its vitality. The undead wandering in every corner of the world are no longer covered by the deathly clouds above their heads. They are gradually dying under the brightening sunlight.

The undead who are born with wisdom naturally know how to find dark places to hide, but these guys can't hide for long before they are found one by one, some are eliminated, and some are collected.

That is the undead labor force enslaved by Tyrell. They are composed of a group of necromantic spellcasters such as skeleton mages, corpse witches, and lower lichs, as well as the skeletons they control.

Their standards for collecting the undead are customized by Tyrell. For spellcasters, all are included. As for high-level undead such as ghosts, abominations, and dark knights, if they surrender early, they can be included. If they resist, they will be destroyed on the spot.

Of course, the Dark Knight can enjoy special treatment, can resist, and can be recruited after being beaten severely. For no other reason, Tyrell feels that this kind of undead looks good enough.

In this case, due to the changes in the world environment, the number of undead that died out in large numbers was greatly reduced, and was replaced by an increasingly terrifying skeleton army.

The clouds of death maintained by the necromancers can block the sun. Wherever the skeleton army passes, the new vegetation will wither immediately. Even the land will be infected and will need to be exposed to the sun for a long time before it can breed life again. .

Of course, Tyrell would not let them continue to harm the world. A large number of undead gathered together, even if they did nothing, would be a huge threat or even disaster to the local environment and surrounding creatures.

Under his will, the skeleton army began to transform into undead miners. The necromancers used magic to explore mineral deposits, and then drove the skeletons to dig.

These skeletons are not just a pile of skeletons. Each skeleton has withstood at least three or more necromantic strengthening spells, and its power is equivalent to that of a mature human.

Although it is a little weaker, it is more than enough to be a miner, and it does not require food, drink, or rest. It can work day and night. The premise is that enough negative energy must be continuously supplied, otherwise, even the undead will collapse.

When most of these undead went underground, and only a small number of necromancers were still active on the ground, dealing with the high-level undead hiding in the darkness, the world's vitality became more and more obvious, and the originally lazy elements began to become active again.

When the world's elemental environment improved, dragons that were originally reluctant to enter the world of Kalimdor also began to be active around the world.

However, although the world has recovered, most areas still remain dead and barren. These areas will take longer to recover. The only areas that can really keep the Dragon Clan in a normal state are the areas around the roots of the World Tree.

However, around the roots of the World Tree disguised as the Tree of Life, there is a gathering place for elves. These pointed ears could not resist the blessing of the Mother Tree of Life, so they came here.

Among the dragons, only the metal dragons, who like to use transformation techniques to transform into humanoid intelligent races, can coexist harmoniously with intelligent creatures for a long time. However, the color dragons, who are born to worship brutality and violence, once they become stronger, even their own kind cannot tolerate them. Let alone an elf.

Tyrell, who was patrolling the earth in the sky, received a message from the World Tree that the elves and dragons had a conflict, but the conflict was suppressed and stopped as soon as it happened.

When Tyrell brought the storm and thunder to the sky above the World Tree, he saw three young green dragons pierced by vines and hanging under the tree, wailing in weakness and pain.

Under these green dragons, there are also a group of very excited wood elves. Some of them are clumsily putting on leather armor, and some are holding bows and arrows or long spears in a stupid-looking posture. spear.

"what happened?"

Dirrell saw a bright red dragon shadow at a glance. She and many colorful dragons were suspended in the air. Looking at the conflict between the wood elf and the green dragon, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her and was hanging high. I just watched the fun and had no intention of getting involved.

The dragons around her showed gloating and expectant looks in their eyes after seeing Tyrell's arrival, and then they all moved out of the way to allow the furious lord to pass.

"Dragon Lord!"

Under the influence of a certain dragon god, the red dragon Urrutia completed an abnormal evolution. In some aspects, it was comparable to the ancestor dragon, but on the other hand, it had some shortcomings. Seeing that it was so huge that it seemed that it could take her down. Di Ruil was held in his arms and torn to pieces, with a look of awe in his bright rose-colored dragon eyes.

Although her current size is comparable to that of a teenage red dragon, an ordinary teenage red dragon will only end up being crushed when faced with her. She can easily tear apart the body of any teenage dragon.

But facing the great lord who was also in his teenage years, she had no idea of ​​struggle or resistance. Every time she saw the great lord's figure, her body couldn't help but tremble, and she wanted to crawl under him and bear the pain. Everything about him.

"The thing is like this..."

When Diril arrived, the clear sky was obscured by thunderous clouds. Amidst the lightning and thunder, Diril, whose scales shone brightly, seemed to be the only one in the world, and all the dragons were in awe. With longing eyes, he gazed at the great lord who changed the sky with only his emotions.

The green dragons hanging under the tree stopped wailing, and their eyes showed fear and timidity. They tried to break free from the thick tree vines that penetrated the dragon's body, but the more they struggled, the deeper these dragon-snake-like tree vines penetrated. The pain reaches the bone marrow.

But now they no longer dare to make wailing sounds, and the originally angry wood elves have become quiet at this moment, looking up at the big lord who is asking about the situation, waiting for the big lord's treatment.

At this moment, around the tree of life, apart from the sounds of howling wind and roaring thunder, there was only the sound of the red dragon Urrutia explaining the facts in a low voice.

It was not a particularly complicated matter. When several green dragons saw the large gathering of wood elves, they developed appetites. They did not restrain their appetites, but took action to satisfy their desires.

But after all, they are despicable dragons who are good at strategy. They do not directly use violence to achieve their goals like most evil dragons. Instead, they use magic, change their shapes, and sneak into the wood elves group, intending to secretly eat a few of them.

Now, with the recovery of many trees of life in the world of Kalimdor, more and more wood elves are migrating to the world of Kalimdor.

The migration of villages will inevitably cause chaos, and it is precisely because of the chaos that the green dragon took the risk, ignored the ban issued by Diril, used its own power and spells, and took the opportunity to eat some wood elves. , taste the delicious food engraved in the blood of our ancestors.

Under normal circumstances, such a low-key plan and arrangement by these green dragons can be successful, because even if they are immortals and of the same race, it is impossible for the elves to know each other.

In this case, a few elves were eaten, and it was difficult to find them. Even if they found that some elves were missing, they would guess whether they had moved to live under other trees of life. Wait until they found out that some elves were missing. , and then investigated again, it was already difficult to find.

Unfortunately, such a perfect plan neglected one thing, that is, the essence of the tree of life, which is a world tree with self-aware thinking.

In most cases, World Tree will not interfere. After all, a king of sacred trees has been appointed and he has done a good job. However, World Tree also knows that the king of sacred trees cannot cover everything.

Therefore, when it was discovered that there was a despicable guy who wanted to try to destroy the plan of the King of the Divine Tree and harm the wood elves who were likely to develop into the descendants of the Divine Tree in the future, World Tree took action.

The three bold and careful green dragons were exposed in their disguises, and their bodies were pierced by tree vines falling from the sky. They were forced to cancel the spell and reveal their true bodies, just like they were hanging upside down under the tree of life.

This was also the reason why the wood elves were so excited at the moment. They were angry that a dragon was actually trying to eat them, and they were also ecstatic that the tree of life took the initiative to protect them.

This is like a devout believer who saw with his own eyes that the god he believed in performed a miracle and blocked the disaster that should have befallen his head. This kind of emotion is difficult for non-believers to understand.

"That's how it goes!"

After introducing everything in a quick tone, Urrutia carefully glanced at the dark clouds above his head that no longer had thunder, but all the dragons could feel that the destructive power brewing in the clouds was becoming more and more terrifying.

"Where's Katharina? Let her come over!"

Tyrell's tone sounded very calm at the moment, but when he finished speaking, the dragons who were watching and joining in the fun suddenly became excited. They all realized something. A dragon took the initiative to cross the time and space corridor to call the Emerald Dragon Mother.

Not long after, a voluptuous and beautiful woman appeared in front of Di Ruier. However, after she arrived, a large number of dragons emerged from behind her.

Among them were even the Blue Dragon brothers who were subdued by Tyrell. They also rushed over to watch the fun, for no other reason than to see what would happen to their old enemy who had been entangled with them for hundreds of years.

"Dragon Lord!"

The Emerald Dragon Mother lowered her eyebrows and didn't even look at her kind hanging under the tree.

"Are they your dragons?"

Tyriel's dragon eyes were as blue as the sky on a midsummer night and became deeper and deeper, like the surface of a stormy sea.

"yes."

Katherina looked back and then she didn't dare to deny it and admitted it directly.

Rumble——

Above Tyriel's head, the thunder that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly turned into an incandescent and dazzling thunder pillar, falling from the sky, directly covering the emerald dragon mother who maintained her body.

The violent lightning directly engulfed all the tall and slender figures, and the costumes turned into ashes in an instant. The tiny figures began to twist and struggle in the electric light, and then swelled.

However, this still has no effect. The thunder waterfall pouring down from the sky is also expanding, covering the mother of dragons who has manifested her true form.

The emerald dragon mother, who could be said to be the oldest on Dragon Island, was wailing sadly at this moment. It could be seen that the crystal scales of the emerald began to fall off piece by piece, and the fresh flesh and blood underneath began to carbonize as soon as they were exposed.

A powerful mature dragon could only struggle under the dragon lord's rage, and could not even resist. Seeing this scene, even the adult blue dragon showed a look of fear and awe at this moment.

"I want to find Zhengxing" undercover? Damn you!

The police don’t even want to do it, let alone the Young and Dangerous.

Starting today, I will take charge of Hong Kong City!