Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"enough."

Hearing that the wood elf elder mentioned the elves, gods and elves again, Tyrell completely lost his patience. He who was originally very interested could not help but look disappointed at this moment.

Some of the wood elves who migrated did obey him, but the problem was that these wood elves not only obeyed him, but the several wood elves elders in front of him had enough respect and awe for him.

But even so, they are willing to take great risks to intercede for the high elves who have never given them any favors and even wantonly humiliated them.

In other words, in the minds of these wood elf elders, the status of the Silver Moon Elf is higher than that of him who allows them to live around the Tree of Life.

Tyrell thought he was good enough to the wood elves, but this still could not erase their inner cowardice and humility when facing the high elves.

"You gave up all the achievements you and your fellow tribesmen built by hand and gave it to the Silver Moon Elves. This is not only a betrayal of your fellow tribesmen, but also a betrayal of me. I am not giving the land to you to live in and produce life. You are using it to flatter these Silver Moon elves who have no use to me."

The gentle dragon head, who had never seen much gentleness at first, became completely indifferent at this moment. Tyrell looked at the three wood elf elders as if he were looking at three piles of hopeless and worthless waste. .

Maybe he should intervene in the power structure within the wood elves. The power structure of these elves who came to the new world to form cities is no longer suitable for the original village period, and a major change should be carried out.

Those old elves with rotten ideas should step back and no longer occupy high positions. They should use their hopelessly rotten ideas to lead the new generation of the elves.

Although the three elf elders in front of them look young, they have spent hundreds of years and are reaching their end.

The thoughts and habits formed by hundreds of years of time are deeply ingrained. It is unrealistic to expect them to change. It is better to cultivate the spirits born in the new world.

"Lord Lord!"

Hearing Di Ruier's words, the three wood elves elders were all shocked and frightened.

"I am not your lord, and you are not a worthy subject. I don't need someone who can't even protect his own interests, and even sells the fruits of the labor of his fellow tribesmen to waste."

Tyrell made no secret of his disgust and contempt at this moment.

"You are too incompetent and unqualified to lead your own people. You will be judged and spend the rest of your life atone for your incompetence and cowardice!"

"Lord Lord..."

The wood elves elders were completely panicked. Only then did they realize that not only could they not protect the Silver Moon elves, they could not even protect themselves.

But they had no chance to speak anymore. When they did, the wise dragon imprisoned them all with magic and hung them on the tree.

"Lord Dragon, what are we going to do with these pointy ears that don't have any brains?"

The red dragon Lauralis came close to Tyrell. She was salivating at this moment. She actually waited for the opportunity to eat elves.

As long as there is no problem in the mind, one can see that these Silver Moon elves have angered Diriel, and the last fate of these elves is to report to the elven gods.

Occupying the territory conquered by the dragon, and even threatening to expel the dragon in return, no matter which dragon it is, if you think about it in another person's shoes, you will feel that you can't bear it, and your murderous intent will boil over.

"Gather all the residents of this city and execute them in front of all the elves and humans in the city!"

Since there are always elves who feel that the Silver Moon Elves are unattainable, he will execute the Silver Moon Elves in front of all the elves in the city.

When they see those high-ranking high elves being executed like pigs and dogs, how many people will feel that they are born noble and deserve everything, and should occupy the best houses and the best and most resources.

"Can't you eat them?"

Red dragon Lauralis asked reluctantly.

"As long as you're willing to face the consequences."

Tyrell glanced at these colorful dragons who were about to move. The favorite food of quite a few dragons was elves, but these guys had never tasted it since they were born.

"Forget it then."

Hearing Di Ruier's words, the female red dragon shook her head repeatedly. What were the so-called consequences? Of course she knew that the Bronze Code clearly stated the consequences of devouring intelligent races.

"No, dragon, you can't treat us like this!"

The conversation between Tyrell and the red dragon was conducted in dragon language, but the high elves also knew dragon language, and the elves who understood dragon language immediately panicked.

As high elves, it was difficult for them to accept death. What was even more uncomfortable was that the dragon actually planned to summon the low elves and even more humble humans to execute them in front of the whole city.

"Laton!"

"exist!"

Under Tyrell's will, the flying dragons stationed in the tree city, publicized Tyrell's judgment on the high elves door to door, and asked the residents of the tree city to go to the Tree of Life to watch the execution.

Some old wood elves could not accept the fate of the high elves and cried loudly, but more of the relatively young elves cheered excitedly and applauded loudly.

They built tree cities, built new homes, and even followed the dragon's orders to educate the diverted humans, allowing the human tree cities to flourish and grow.

However, when the Silver Moon Elves came over, everything changed. They took the best tree house as a matter of course, and the wood elves who originally lived there were expelled.

That was the house where the wood elves who contributed the most lived, but they didn't get any respect from the Silver Moon elves, and were even scolded and punished.

That's all. Those Silver Moon elves were not satisfied with the tree houses they built. They actually built a palace directly on the Mother Tree of Life, imitating the Elf Queen.

Then, these guys actually used the humans they had worked so hard to train to play war games, pushing a human who could have played a greater role onto the battlefield, and used their lives for fun.

Not all elves take the bloodshed and sacrifice of humans as a matter of course, or as a trivial matter, but elves who feel unfair and angry about this are unable to change anything.

However, the real ruler of the world woke up, and all unfair behaviors were punished. Those aloof and self-righteous Silver Moon elves were dragged down from the palace built on the tree of life, and then hung on the copper pillars.

With the arrival of the dragons, thousands of thunderbolts descended from the thick lead clouds that spread over the tree city. They were attracted by the newly erected copper pillars and poured into these Silver Moon elves.

The high elves, who originally claimed to be noble and elegant, let out a shrill scream. In front of everyone, they showed an ugly appearance that they had never seen before in their lives. Then, they were turned into charcoal in the dazzling lightning.

However, in the frightened and uneasy eyes of the elves and humans, the flying dragon guarding the copper pillar. They cleaned up all the remaining humanoid carbon slag, and then hung the elders they were very familiar with one after another on the copper pillars.

"village head!"

"Elder Minella!"

"Grandma Garin."

There were bursts of exclamations. The second batch of elves who were hung on the copper pillars had too many wood elves who knew them, but they did not expect that these respected elders would be treated like this by dragons.

That is to say, when the commotion of the crowd watching the execution gradually became more and more noisy, and even turned into a riot, dragon roars sounded one after another, criss-crossing, and under the suppression of the dragon's power that seemed to be substantial, the crowd gradually became quiet.

A dragon-blooded giant, covered with dragon scales that looked like heavy armor, and even with a pair of dragon wings growing out of his back, stood above the execution ground, looking around the place with eyes that had transformed into dragon-like vertical pupils. No one was in sight. After daring to look him in the eye, he read out the guilt of these wood elf elders in a voice like rolling thunder.

"Neglect of duty, abandoning one's rights and responsibilities without the approval of His Majesty the Dragon Lord. Transferring the city and territory..."

When the voice of the dragon-blooded giant echoed in the execution ground and the tree city, and even reached the human villages and towns outside the tree city, the originally restless atmosphere gradually became quiet, and the anger burning in the eyes of the wood elves also followed that The guilt after guilt was enumerated and gradually extinguished.

In Tyrell's view, the biggest and stupidest mistake these wood elves made was that they actually regarded the tree city and land they established after coming to the new world as their own property, and then dedicated it to the Silver Moon elves.

How ridiculous is it for the wandering elf that he has taken in to use his land and property to please the high elves who have no affiliation with him?

After living on the land for a long time and getting used to it, do you really think that what you use is theirs?

Of course, the crimes announced by the dragon-blooded giant also included betraying compatriots and abandoning their own kind. This also made the ordinary wood elves who were originally filled with righteous indignation gradually calm down, and then became angry again, but this time the target of their anger changed.

The people at the bottom of any country or force are not willing to see the proceeds of their hard work being used by the upper-level rulers to curry favor with people who have nothing to do with them.

When the crimes of the groveling ruling class are exposed and hung on the execution rack, the people who realize that they have been betrayed and betrayed will only cheer loudly at this time.

As immortal species, the elves are not much different in terms of emotions. Although there are still elves who feel unfair to the treatment of these elders and feel that they are not guilty enough, most of the elves have already looked at these elders. Full of rage.

They are afraid of comparison in everything. The long-lived elves have not forgotten the life they lived on Moonlight Island. After they came to the new world, everything they worked so hard to build was still given away by these elders. Neither did Moonlight Elf.

Who would be willing to do this?

"Execution!"

As the execution order was issued, all the elf elders were executed on the spot amid a burst of cheers.

Unlike those high elves who were turned into coke in the thunder and fire, these wood elf elders were beheaded directly. The bloody scene shocked many cheering elves and onlookers.

But for these humans, there is no difference between the Silver Moon elves who were directly vaporized by the thunder and fire, or the wood elves who were beheaded.

In their eyes, the elves are all superior. However, seeing such an execution scene with their own eyes changed their long-held concepts. It turns out that in this land, elves are not the most noble creatures. There is another kind of creature. Can easily deprive these elves of their rights and even their lives.

"Those who are dissatisfied with the execution results can come forward and raise objections."

The flying dragon, which was huge, like a mine of high-purity spar, with gleaming scales and shining aura, stood up.

However, under the gaze of this flying dragon king, whose size and the sense of oppression exuded were comparable to or even surpassed those of real adult dragons, no elves said a word, and all remained silent.

It’s not like they have no brains. Even the elves who are dissatisfied no matter how dissatisfied they are, they value their own lives. These dragons can really wield the butcher knife, and they do not hesitate to attack the Silver Moon elves who are domineering over them. They were all killed, let alone them.

"No elves who dare to speak? However, you can be dissatisfied, but you'd better keep your dissatisfaction in your heart and don't show it through any actions.

If you find it unbearable, your Moonlight Island welcomes you back at any time, and we will not stop you. Kalimdor does not welcome anyone who is domineering, nor can we tolerate those who do not even have their own rights and the fruits of their labor. Waste that dares to maintain. "

After Ladon's roaring words fell, the execution scene suddenly became even quieter.

Return to Moonlight Island?

Even though the wood elves felt that the elders were a little unjust and should not be treated so cruelly, they had no intention of complaining too much at the moment. No elf is willing to give up his current life and residence.

"Dina!"

Seeing the silent scene, Tyriel, who was high in the sky, overlooking the city, turned his attention to his family.

"Dragon Lord!"

Under the influence of the continuously stimulated dragon blood, the life form has been highly transformed into a dragon. Now it only maintains a human appearance. Only through transformation can the female giant bend back to her original appearance.

"I leave this city to you to manage. How many helpers do you need to manage this city well?"

"I alone am enough!"

The giantess glanced below, and then answered without hesitation.

If she can't manage a city where the ruling class has been executed on the spot, and the people's will to resist has basically been shattered, it would be too incompetent.

"Be careful with killing!"

Tyrell glanced at the giantess and reminded her.

If it were not for the purpose of deterrence, he would not execute the elf at will, but there is no way, the elf has violated his bottom line, and if he shows mercy in this situation, he will leave an image of being weak and easy to bully, and being soft-hearted.

Under normal circumstances, he prefers to punish the elves with imprisonment rather than killing. During the imprisonment, the elves have to work non-stop in addition to eating and sleeping. Only in this way can they maximize their advantages as immortal species. .

"yes."

"Next city!"

In less than half a month, Tyrell inspected all seven tree cities in Kalimdor. This inspection resulted in the heaviest casualties among the elves since they moved into the world of Kalimdor. Especially the Silver Moon Elves who arrived at the end were almost completely slaughtered, and the total number of Silver Moon Elves remaining in the entire world did not exceed ten.