Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"You are not allowed to leave the workshop until one hundred sets of dragoon suits have been refined. You two, please supervise her!"

As the teleportation aura shone, a dragon with dull eyes and obviously a great shock was thrown over, and the familiar voice also made the two frightened dragons react.

"Yes, second brother!"

Ai Luo, who was awakened, nodded hastily. He now realized what his sister had just done.

After he agreed, the teleportation aura disappeared instantly, leaving only a bronze dragon that had suffered a severe mental blow, crawling on the ground, motionless.

Ai Luo glanced at it and shook his head, too lazy to say anything else. Anyway, he didn't intend to let this sister out of his sight anymore. The second brother treated them well. They couldn't help much now, but they couldn't give it to the second brother anymore. Brother is causing trouble.

"When are you going to go to Queen Rosalind and ask for control of the Mystery?"

The blond girl, who had already put on her top and skirt, but still had a blush on her face, looked at Lord Sedellin with a somewhat dissatisfied look on her face and asked.

"Why do you think I need control of Mysuo?"

Tyrell, who threw his sister back to the alchemy workshop, heard this and asked with interest.

"Because there is no need to hide here anymore. The most important thing is that as Lord Sedellin, you probably don't want to hide your existence anymore."

Su Hailun looked at Di Ruier intently. She had been with this dragon day and night for too long. It could be said that she understood him better than any of the brothers and sisters of the great lord, his ambitions, his goals, his Hatred, everything, she knew.

"As expected of you, you really know me well. However, the time to unlock the mystery is not now, we have to wait a while."

Di Ruier admitted that the golden dragon Su Hailun guessed his thoughts, and he was worthy of being the dragon he had been with for so long.

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you already promoted to a legend?"

"It's been too long. It's time for me to reorganize the forces under my command, and it's time to reorganize the military equipment, especially the surrounding forces. Now I want to know what their attitude is towards me. What is my relationship with them? Can they continue to maintain a friendly attitude of peaceful coexistence?"

Tyrell shook his head. For him, being promoted to a legend was just a matter of course. It was nothing more than a matter of sooner or later. Becoming a legend was just the beginning for him, not the end.

"Since you still have so many things to do, why are you still wasting your time with me here?"

"How can this be a waste of time?"

Di Ruier complained about his injustice, and at the same time continued to probe Su Hailun, eating the marrow and knowing the taste, but he still didn't finish it. He was talking about him at this moment.

There are so many tricks that two metal dragons can play together, especially when both parties are good at transformation. Although Tyrell didn't like transformation very much before, he couldn't help but say it's really good at this moment.

His level of transformation has improved by leaps and bounds in just a few days, and he has used it dozens of times more often than he had in the past decades. Dragon and dragon, dragon and human, dragon-human, half-dragon, there are too many ways to play and pose.

"Okay, great lord, it's time for you to do what you should do. You should now establish a country and become king."

Su Hailun turned around nimbly and avoided the dragon's claws.

"There's no need to rush."

"Are you planning to become a fatuous king?"

The golden dragon stopped dodging and was allowed to be caught by Dirrell. She raised her head and looked directly at the giant dragon with calm eyes. This question made Dirrell pause.

"of course not."

"Then you should fulfill your duties as a lord now. You have been sleeping for too long. Your territory has accumulated many things, waiting for you to deal with them. Don't waste time on me. I don't want to Leave a negative image in the history books of your future Dragon Kingdom."

"Okay, I'll listen to your advice."

Di Ruier put Su Hailun down and stopped entangled.

"However, I have a question."

"you say."

"Why do you suddenly want me to lift the elves' mysterious locks?"

"You need to unlock the mystery and reconnect with the outside world."

Su Hailun turned her gaze to the side.

"This is indeed what I need to do, but not now, but you want me to unlock the mystery now, why?"

Tyrell stared at the blond girl who dared not look directly at him, and then a smile appeared on his face,

"Is it because of my sister, Angelica?"

"Yes, your brothers and sisters need to communicate with the metal dragons in the outside world. They have grown up now and need to find their own partners. The Sedellin Islands are too small for dragons."

Hearing Di Ruier's words, Su Hailun directly admitted that she had seen some bad tendencies and clues in the bronze female dragon, but she would never let this happen.

It's not that she can't understand it. After all, the environment of Sedellin Islands is too isolated, and she happens to have an extremely outstanding blood relative. It's not surprising that she has this tendency.

It is also very simple to solve the problem. As long as you see the vastness of the world and get to know more dragons, you will naturally eliminate those thoughts that should not have arisen.

After all, I still have too little experience.

"What you said makes sense. I will remove the elves' mysterious locks as soon as possible."

Although Su Hailun's thoughts are obvious, Di Ruier still agrees with it, and now he really can't wait to get on the world stage and show his attitude as the master of the storm.

"Also, when you go back, help me find out."

"King of Blue Ting?"

Before Di Ruier could say anything, Su Hailun guessed it again.

"Well, I want to know the coordinates of returning to Elmond Continent."

The first thing after being promoted to Legend, Di Ruier wanted to weigh the ancestral blue dragon, Carlos, the Blue Ting King. He had never forgotten it.

However, he didn't know the coordinates. He didn't even know where in the world the Sedelin Islands were, let alone go back for revenge.

"Can you wait a little longer?"

Hearing Di Ruier's words, Su Hailun was silent for a moment, and then asked in a low voice.

"What do you want me to wait for?"

"When I advance to Legend, he will be the King of Blue Ting after all. He is followed by more than one ancient dragon, and I don't know how many there are now. It's too dangerous for you to rush over now."

"Do I look like a mindless and impulsive dragon?"

Tyrell chuckled.

"I will ask for you, but Emilia-dono probably won't tell me."

"Just ask, it doesn't matter what the result is."

If you can't ask, you can check it yourself. As long as you re-establish contact with the world, it's not easy to ask where the continent is located.

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

"Um!"

Dirrell didn't stop him anymore. Although he wanted to enjoy it some more, Jin Long was right. He couldn't be so obsessed with it that he neglected what he should do.

After the golden dragon left, Tyrell did not waste time and came to the world of Kalimdor with the help of the power of the World Tree.

In the world of Carlos, five years have passed, but in the world of Kalimdor, more than twenty years have passed. This small material world, nourished by the World Tree, has taken on a completely new look. It was completely different from what he had seen before falling asleep.

The tree of life that was once half-dry and half-prosperous is now flourishing. Its billions of branches and leaves are as crisp and tender as if they were carved out of crystal. They are so delicate and full of vitality that no trace of withering or decay can be seen anymore. .

With this tree of life as the center, there is a city of giant trees with a population of more than 100,000. This is a tree city built of giant trees with an average height of more than 100 meters. The tall and straight giant trees serve as the foundation of the city. The giant trees They are connected by vines.

On the giant trees and vines, treehouses of different shapes and characteristics stand. Wood elves with confident smiles on their faces and humans exuding vitality shuttle around the tree city.

"There are already so many humans."

Tyrell just glanced at it, showing a look of surprise. This was the city of trees built by elves, and its population structure and proportions had undergone huge shifts.

The original city was undoubtedly dominated by a steady stream of migrating wood elves who had an absolute racial numerical advantage.

However, when humans, who are short-lived species, are allowed to settle in the city, and these humans do not have any resource restrictions, in just a few generations, the number of humans easily exceeds that of the wood elves.

It is foreseeable that this quantitative gap will continue to expand as time goes by, and there is a qualitative gap in the reproductive capabilities of short-growing species and long-growing species.

This is also normal and belongs to a balance of natural laws. Otherwise, if the long-lived species is like the short-lived species, no matter which world can bear it, it will collapse sooner or later.

Although this is the case, Tyrell can see with just a glance that many active wood elves can be seen everywhere in this tree city. Obviously, after coming to the new world, the wood elves The desire to reproduce is much stronger than on Moonlight Island.

However, even so, the number of humans in this tree city is still twice that of elves, and human children can be seen everywhere.

When Tyrell hovered over the Tree of Life, overlooking the entire tree city, his unobstructed figure and aura shocked the entire city.

Dragons are not unfamiliar to the residents of First Tree City. They often come into contact with dragons that came here from the Sedellin Islands.

But even the oldest elf elders in the tree city have never come into contact with a legendary dragon. What's more, this dragon's bloodline is so high that it surpasses all dragons.

"Your Excellency Tyrell!"

"Greetings to the lord!"

Not long after Dirrell's figure hovered in the air, an elf elder came to pay him a visit.

There are many humans below looking up in awe at the dragons hovering in the sky, which are dazzling than the sun above their heads.

Many humans couldn't help but kneel down in order to feel better. Many of them had seen such a majestic dragon for the first time since they were born.

"When did the Silver Moon Elf come here?"

Tyrell was a little surprised when he saw a silver-haired elf flying in front of him.

"I've been living here for twenty years."

The Silver Moon Elf, who still maintained her youthful and beautiful appearance, replied respectfully.

"Twenty years ago?"

Tyrell glanced at the elf girl meaningfully,

"I have some impressions of you. You are Queen Rosalind's daughter, Princess Frilian!"

"I am no longer a princess, just an ordinary tree city resident, and now I am teaching at the First Tree City Enlightenment Academy."

The Silver Moon Elf girl leaned forward slightly and reintroduced her identity.

“Good choice.”

Dirrell narrowed his dragon eyes slightly. It seemed to be a rather unambitious choice, but what would be the result if the timeline was extended?

An elf who never ages and can teach in the academy for fifty, one hundred, or even three hundred years. How much prestige can she accumulate as a teacher?

What the elves teach are short-lived species, so she doesn't need too many, only one or two tenths of them. To reach a high position in the future, it will be a huge gain for her.

But so what?

If an elf is really willing to spend hundreds of years working hard, then Tyrell doesn't mind that she can have such a huge reputation and potential connections. This is what she deserves.

The premise is that Tiril can allow everything to happen as long as he does not do anything that damages the interests of the dragons or harms the future dragon kingdom.

Rather, it would be better to say that Di Ruier very much encourages these behaviors that are full of ambition and have clear plans for the future. The guys who follow him are all full of fighting spirit and will to fight. Only then can he be the Dragon Lord. Shu Xin, if they were all lying flat, he would die from exhaustion.

"Please tell me about the current situation in the First Tree City. I woke up from my deep sleep half a month ago and am now preparing to inspect the world of Kalimdor. This is the first stop for my inspection. I hope you have not let me down over the years. .”

Tyrell did not stare at the Silver Moon Elf, but instead turned his attention to the many other Elf elders who were slightly uneasy. As for humans, there was no one who could come to him and have the qualifications to talk to him.

Although humans have an advantage in terms of population, in terms of high-level combat power, there has not yet been an existence that can make dragons look at them, and they still have to wait.

"Lord, we have been building the tree city while you were sleeping, and we have never slacked off!"

Feeling the extremely oppressive aura exuding from Tyrell, many elven elders looked unhappy after hearing such words.

In fact, after so many years of development, although the dragons will intervene from time to time, there is no dragon directly under their control, so the First Tree City has formed a semi-autonomous social structure. They, the elven elders, He is the actual ruler of this city.

After the initial period of land reclamation and construction, the development of Shucheng has been on the right track. But now, the arrival of the dragon means that new changes will occur, and the order they have established and maintained will also change accordingly. .