Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"This is impossible!"

On the unnamed deserted island, upon hearing the request made by the dragon, the Naga wearing golden armor suddenly changed her color. However, the many Nagas accompanying her had different expressions, and many even showed eagerness to try in their eyes.

"Nothing is impossible, and besides, the request I made is not too much. This is the best testimony that we have formed a covenant and become allies."

Tyrell said disapprovingly. He didn't think his request was too excessive.

He just requested to establish a military cooperation relationship with the Naga Kingdom, including but not limited to Naga's contribution to help him form a marine melee army composed of Naga.

In return, Tyrell also proposed that real dragons can be sent to help Naga tame the many subspecies of dragons living in the ocean. This is a mutually beneficial cooperation.

However, after this request was made, God's Own Naga Sidnia refused without even thinking about it, because the dragon's request to her was for her to serve as the commander of this melee army.

She cannot accept such terms. Once she agrees, some dignitaries in the kingdom will be overjoyed and celebrate for three months.

This is clearly far away from the center of power in the kingdom. Everything she gained from fighting hard on the battlefield after leaving the nursery will be lost.

"I can recommend other Nagas with excellent talents to you."

Sidnia agreed to the terms of military cooperation proposed by Tyrell, but she did not agree to be part of the terms.

"Other Nagas with excellent talents? Is there any Naga in your kingdom who is more talented than you, who is the favored one of God?"

Tyrell asked strangely, and Sidnia was speechless when she heard this.

There is no Naga in the kingdom who is more talented than her. She is particularly confident about this. Even those Naga lords who have been promoted to legends, including her grandmother, in her eyes, are goals that she will definitely surpass in the future. .

"If there is no Naga who is better than you, then you are the legion commander I want!"

"It must be me?"

"Of course, I only love those with outstanding talents!"

"This is not something I can decide. I will take your request back and tell my grandmother."

Sidnia was filled with resentment in her heart at this moment. She was reluctant to let go of everything she had gained through decades of hard work. Although she could still have many opportunities and chances by following this dragon, she had to succumb to the dragon and let her dream come true. How willing is she to become a queen?

"So, I still need to wait for a reply?"

Tyrell's dragon face, which originally had a gentle smile, showed dissatisfaction.

"I originally thought that this meeting would have a Naga who could make all the decisions with me, but you told me that you still need to report, so what is the point of this meeting? Is it a waste of my time? Or, I am now Just go back with you and meet your grandmother?"

The moment the words fell, spatial ripples suddenly appeared above Di Ruier's head, and a bright, bright sun with soft brilliance gradually emerged in the sky.

When the sun was revealed for a moment, the familiar sense of fear and crisis suddenly emerged in the hearts of many beings present, who had close contact with the doomsday weapons.

Even among the elite Nagas who had experienced hundreds of battles, many were so frightened that they fell to the ground due to the instinctive trembling and fear coming from their bodies. This feeling is completely different from being under the deep sea and feeling the sense of crisis coming from thousands of miles away.

Not only was Naga so frightened that he fell to the ground, the silver dragon Emilia and the elf queen Rosalind who were accompanying Tyrell also looked numb at this moment.

They are now present in their true form. Although they believe that Tyrell cannot detonate, taking out the sun is only for deterrence and to express their dissatisfaction.

But the close contact is really a bit overwhelming. No one can bear the blade of the god of death, which dances on his neck from time to time. The key is that the Death Scythe is held in the hand of a dragon.

"Is this the weapon you use to take the world from the hands of the undead?"

Even Legend, under the threat of the wrath of the Blazing God, did not dare to move at all, and was unwilling to do too many actions that might cause adverse consequences. However, as a favored person of God, Sidnia, at this moment There are different reactions.

The pale golden divine light burst out from her body, inspiring her spirit, inspiring her will, and supporting her body, allowing the six-armed naga to still have the courage to raise her head and look up with her vertical pupils that turned into pale golden color. sun!

But even with just a rough perception, the power contained in this sun frightened Sidnia, who was protected by divine power at the moment.

Because she could conclude that even if the gods came as saints, standing in her current position and facing this sun explosion, the result would be the same as hers, and there would be no difference.

"Otherwise, do you think that the world of Kalimdor was given to me by some kind-hearted god?"

Tyrell does not hide this. Everything he has now was obtained through his own efforts and is definitely not the mercy and gifts of others.

"..."

Naga was silent and had no words to refute, or in other words, he did not dare to refute.

What she wanted to say was, if there was no sun, what would you do to fight against the undead that engulfed the world? Although the being who gave the sun did not give it to the world, it was not much different.

"Okay, tell me, can you make the decision? If you can't make the decision, I will go to the bottom of the sea and discuss it with the Naga Queen who can make the decision!"

Tyrell can be said to be a direct threat. Although he is the Great Lord Sedellin, compared with the vast territory of the Naga Kingdom, he is nothing more than a barefoot.

As for the world of Kalimdor, let alone mention it, this material world, only the land where the World Tree is rooted and its surroundings, have some value. Exploding the sun would not threaten that place, but conversely, it would be different for the Naga Kingdom.

After the broken jar was broken, the losses to the Naga Kingdom must have been greater and more severe. This is something the Nagas are absolutely unwilling to accept, because they do not have a small material world that can be used as a retreat.

Of course Sidnia understands this. Although the possibility of the dragon in front of her detonating the sun is extremely slim, they are a kingdom, not crazy gamblers. Only a humble country with no way out will be in the uncertain future. Under such circumstances, the future and destiny of the country are put on the gambling table.

A good ruler must make certain compromises and concessions at the appropriate time. Sidnia is very sure that once this dragon is allowed to enter the sea and find her grandmother, her grandmother will definitely agree to this dragon. proposed terms.

Even if the dragon asked to become his plaything, my grandmother would probably not change her expression much and would directly agree.

Although she is the most outstanding descendant of the Naga Queen, she is not the only descendant. As for the identity of the God's Favorite, although she is respected, she is never the only one.

As long as the kingdom still worships the gods, then a god's favored one will be born every once in a while, and even in certain special periods, such as when facing a strong enemy, more gods' favored ones will be born.

The status of the God's Favorite is indeed very special, but if it is to be said that it is very rare and inseparable, that is not the case, because the God is always there.

She looked down upon the talent of the entire clan, and it was nothing compared to the survival of the kingdom. Some small clans and tribes would be very eager for geniuses, but for large tribes with a certain number of members, the emergence of geniuses was inevitable.

The Naga Kingdom cherishes every person with outstanding talents, but when the kingdom is threatened and only one of the God's favored persons with outstanding talents is slightly aggrieved and gives up future development, it is naturally obvious how the upper-level rulers should make a choice.

"I agree to your request!"

Without much time to hesitate, Sidnia turned her head and glanced behind her. She could see her compatriots lying on the ground. Even the loyal captain of the guard was trembling at the moment, struggling to hold on, and looked unusual. hardships.

Sidnia, who was originally arrogant and ambitious, now only felt desolate, because looking at the ocean, she could not find the strength to support her. She had never felt so lonely.

Even if she objected, it didn't matter. When the dragon asked for her from the kingdom behind her, her grandmother, she couldn't think of any possibility that her grandmother would refuse.

"I'm so glad you made the wise choice!"

Finally hearing the answer he wanted, Tyrell's mind moved, and the sun suspended in mid-air immediately disappeared.

At this moment, even the silver dragon and the elf queen standing behind Diriel looked at him in a very different way. According to their own needs, they could take such terrifying doomsday weapons at will.

This means that behind Tyrell, there is at least one great being, maybe more than one. Naturally, the silver dragon Emilia feels the most deeply about this.

She could say without hesitation that she had watched this dragon grow up. She remembered what the dragon looked like at first, and when he gradually changed.

The Dragon God had indeed sent a favor, but at that time, it was already a certain fact that this guy had evolved into the ancestral dragon. The arrival of the Dragon God only added fuel to the flames and did not play a decisive role.

It is precisely because of this that even though she saw many incredible and even unreasonable things happening to Dirrell, she still pretended to turn a blind eye. The realm of the gods cannot be peered into by ordinary creatures. The secrets in the void, even the gods Looking deeper often leads to disastrous results.

Of course, the main reason for pretending to be deaf and mute most of the time is because the Dragon God has already been here. Since the Dragon God has already seen it and thinks there is nothing wrong with it, she doesn't have to worry too much.

“I demand changes to parts of the agreement!”

Sidnia took a deep breath. Since some results cannot be changed, let's expand them.

"What do you want to change?"

Tyrell narrowed his eyes, trying to see what tricks the divine Naga in front of him wanted to play.

"You asked the kingdom to help you form a Naga army, with me as the commander, to station in the world of Kalimdor. The size of this army is only three thousand, which is too little!"

When the sun disappeared, Naga, who had already relaxed a lot, raised her head and looked at Diril. The divine blessing radiating from her body began to restrain, but the color of her vertical pupils did not change.

"Then what do you think is the appropriate number of legions?"

Di Rui suddenly smiled and asked with interest.

"Thirty thousand! At least thirty thousand!"

Sidnia was categorical, and before Tyrell could speak, she added,

"Members of the legion must be Nagas with more than four arms. If possible, as the legion commander, I hope to have the right to select members from all major clans and tribes."

"Of course, this is good advice, but are you sure your grandmother will agree?"

After seeing that the surrendered God's Naga had figured something out and actually helped him dig into the corners of the kingdom with a hoe, Tyrell's smile became even more obvious.

"She will agree. It's just 30,000 Nagas. She doesn't need to provide it herself. There may be some lords who object."

Hearing Tyrell's question, Sidnia thought for a moment and glanced at the empty blue sky where the holy sun was revealed above her head.

"But I think I could ask for your help then."

"Of course. Speaking of which, as an ocean dragon, I don't go to the sea very often. I really want to experience the customs and customs of the Naga Kingdom."

"In that case, there is no problem."

Sidnia nodded. Since she was sure that the kingdom behind her would not protect her and would most likely push her out, she should do something more thorough.

"I will take the content of the agreement back and report it to my grandmother. I will also be fully responsible for the formation of the legion. Do you want to send the Dragon Clan back with me?"

Sidnia took a look behind Dirrell. There were dragons of different sizes and scales with different colors. The one closest to the dragon lord was a bronze with thunder marks on its four scales and wind marks on its wing membranes. dragon.

Although they are bronze dragons, the dragon power and noble temperament they exude are not inferior to those of the golden dragons who are also members of the metal dragon clan. Even the red dragons pale in comparison.

After these four bronze dragons, there are more colorful dragons. At this moment, these arrogant and violent dragons are squatting on the ground.

But Naga has no doubt that these dragons look like they are made of metal. Once they spread their wings and soar in the sky, they will be enemies and terrifying war weapons that no race or force is willing to face.

"No need, I believe in your ability and vision. The next time I see you, I hope there will be an elite Naga army behind you."

Dirrell does not plan to send any dragons to follow him. There is no need. There are only a few dragons that he can trust. As for the other colored dragons, if they are released, it is not certain whether they can come back.

"I will not betray your trust."

Hearing Dirrell's words, Naga glanced at him with a complicated expression, and then led the Nagas who had gradually recovered and walked back to the ocean.