Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

In the empty hall, the majestic and solemn dragon attendants have left, leaving only a group of people who are in a trance, but extremely excited. In front of them are piles of golden hills that are taller than their own, and the golden light shines on them. The expressions on their faces made each of them look more and more excited.

"Captain, how should we take this gold back?"

"This is the dragon's palace!"

The old captain Donald, who had calmed down all his emotions and regained his senses, glanced at his crew. The combined weight of gold, which was several times the weight of all of them, did not make him lose any of his sanity.

"But this is what the noble Majesty gave us."

After hearing the old captain's reminder, the second officer reacted, but was still a little unwilling.

"Then try taking this gold out and forget how many dragons were flying in the sky when we came here?"

The old man glanced at his second mate. Obviously, these guys still seemed to have reason and were able to communicate, but their minds had been swallowed up by greed.

"Don't you have a storage necklace?"

"I can't fit it in. It's too much."

Donald shook his head. He was not blinded by the sudden wealth. Instead, he sensed an unprecedented crisis.

Taking the gold away from the castle where the dragon lives is something that only a dragon slayer can do, and this must be done only if the dragon slaying is successful.

"Your Excellency Captain, we will do what you tell us to do!"

The first mate Alf took a reluctant look at the pile of gold in front of him, which was higher than anyone else's, and then made up his mind.

Although it was the first time for him to see such a large amount of gold, and he was greatly shocked, but he now has higher pursuits and ambitions. Compared with what he pursues, the gold in front of him is nothing. .

"We only take what we can and give away all the remaining gold."

The old captain's tone was decisive, which made the remaining crew members look at each other with reluctance in their eyes.

"Give it up?"

"What? Don't want to? If you don't want to, you can stay here with the gold."

At this time, no one spoke, and the engulfed reason gradually woke up. The gold here was just a burden dragging them forward. Only by bringing the gold to the harbor can these golden little cuties play a real role. .

"To whom do we dedicate this gold?"

"To the first dragon we met."

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come here quickly and pack the gold? Don't pack too much. The rest will be dedicated to the dragon."

Every move of human beings is under the watchful eye. After hearing the results of these human discussions and gaining new understanding of the outside world through them, Tyrell couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"What a sensible human being."

After finishing speaking, Di Ruier turned his gaze to the side. There was a young dragon with smooth body lines and bright red scales. He obviously had all the characteristics of a dragon, but had a bit more of an enchanting and charming temperament. A female red dragon, a black dragon. Rudia.

"You go and help them."

"Can I accept the gold they offer?"

The female red dragon, who was swaying her tail listlessly aside, instantly became energetic when she heard Di Ruier's words.

"I've given you a lot of gold, but you're still greedy for theirs?"

"No dragon would dislike having too many treasures!"

Urrutia stood up, moved closer to Tyrell, looked at the scene projected in front of him, and said with interest.

"You are right. No dragon will feel that his treasure is too much, but that is the gold I rewarded. Whoever I give it to, it belongs to him. If anyone dares to take advantage of it, he is despising my majesty. I will treat it as a reward. To provoke me."

Tyrell directly stretched out his claws, grabbed the red dragon's neck, lifted her body from the ground, which was comparable to that of an adult red dragon, lowered her head, and got closer to the red dragon whose body exuded the fragrance of dried roses.

"You want to challenge my majesty?"

"No, how dare I challenge your majesty? You are my master. I obey all your orders and instructions. I am willing to be your minion and become the evil dragon that destroys all those who dare to stand in front of you."

Under Tyrell's merciless and violent crushing, the red dragon Urrudia struggled instinctively, twisting her limbs and wings, but her eyes not only showed no pain at all, but she was extremely excited.

A scarlet tongue spit out from the corner of the slightly opened mouth, and tiny flames spurted out from the gaps in the red scales. The body temperature of this dragon was rising rapidly, and the strange fragrance exuding from her body became more and more intense.

"Go and finish things, then come back and have sex with me!"

Dirrell sniffed the increasingly rich smell in the air, and threw the red dragon aside. The twenty-five-meter-long dragon body flew into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, causing countless dazzling sparks. There are also some fine scales that have been worn away.

"Yes, my lord."

After being treated so violently and even suffering some minor injuries, the red dragon Urrutia got up from the ground. Not only did he not have any anger, but he left happily like drinking nectar.

Following Tyrell's orders, she helped the humans who were wondering how much gold to give to the dragons and sent all the gifts they received back to the ship.

"You treat a red dragon like this?"

The expression on the face of God's Favored Naga Sidniya who witnessed all this was indescribably weird. It seemed that one dragon was relying on its own strength and size advantage to abuse another dragon, but the one being abused had signs of... There was no trace of anger, but he was enjoying it, as if he was enjoying it.

"She loves being treated like this by me, and the more I do it, the more excited she gets."

Tyrell glanced at the Naga Naga,

"You should be able to understand, right?"

"What can I understand?"

Sidnia was a little confused.

"I've seen your performance in the Devil's Arena, and you also showed an expression of enjoyment when you were injured."

"I'm different from her."

The Divine Naga's face turned red with anger.

"There is no difference. The essence is to enjoy pain, but the way of enjoying it is different."

Tyrell didn't take it seriously.

"Did you summon me here just to tell me this kind of thing?"

Sidnia forced herself to regain her composure. She had no choice but what could she do if she didn't calm down? Can she still swing her sword at the dragon in front of her?

"You also saw this group of humans, why do they appear here? Can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

Tyrell turned his head and stared at the Divine Naga. Under his gaze, this beautiful female with six arms and the body of a snake twisted her tail uneasily.

This group of humans dedicated all the sea charts they had to him. Among these charts, the sea area controlled by Naga was regarded as a forbidden sea area by passing ships. They were forced to enter it because of special reasons. into it, but in the end they passed through unharmed.

Therefore, this incident is inseparable from Naga. Without Naga's permission, these humans will not be able to see the Sedelling Islands.

"What do you want me to explain? Isn't this what you want to see? If you don't want to have contact with the outside world, why do you need to break the elves' mysterious locks?"

Sidnia forced herself to straighten her spine, and even held up a section of the snake's tail to raise herself higher to face the dragon's oppressive gaze.

"So, the decision not to attack the straying ships was made after discussion by your Naga Kingdom?"

Tyrell didn't care about Naga's little moves.

"This is a decision made privately by a Naga lord. She cannot represent the will of the kingdom."

"Oh, looks like I still need to visit your grandmother?"

"What are you doing visiting my grandmother?"

Sidnia's expression became tense. Although she had always wanted to replace her, she had not grown up yet. Once her grandmother had problems, her situation would probably become quite bad.

"I need to talk to her about the safety of sea navigation."

Tyrell's tone was neither urgent nor slow. Now, even his random actions can make surrounding creatures feel extremely uneasy, even those favored by God are no exception.

"Is it safe to sail on the sea?"

"I want to ensure that these two human merchant ships can return to the port of the civilized world safe and sound. I also want to ensure that after they return, the ships of the civilized world can reach the Sedellin Islands safe and sound."

"Is that why you showered them with gold?"

Hearing Tyrell's words, Sidnia immediately realized that she was not a creature that had lived on islands for a long time without any information. She had been in contact with the civilized world outside the ocean, and she also knew the nature of those land species.

After suddenly awakening, the purpose of this dragon's behavior became clear. She could completely speculate that when the two merchant ships returned to the harbor, the large amount of gold they carried would take them less than half a day. It became a legend in the harbor, and countless people would ask them for information and find out the source of the gold.

Because the amount of gold obtained at one time is too much and there are too many people involved, the information cannot be hidden. Even if those people reach an agreement and can hide the information in a short period of time, over time, the information will inevitably be leaked.

After the news is leaked, ships chasing wealth will inevitably swarm from all coasts and ports where the news comes. The gold thrown out today can be easily earned back a thousand or even ten thousand times in the future.

"You are very smart, but unfortunately you are not the queen of your kingdom. Please help me make an appointment with your grandmother. If you visit rashly, I might scare them now."

"I see."

Sidnia stopped arguing. Communicating with the outside world was what this dragon wanted to do. Anyone who dared to stop it would be his enemy.

However, allowing ships from various continents to sail in their Naga's territorial waters is a matter that requires the major lords to gather together to discuss before they can decide. Even her grandmother is not qualified to decide.

"Naga!"

Looking at Naga who gently twisted her waist to leave, the color of Dirrell's dragon eyes changed slightly.

This group of Naga lords is actually a very good target for enslavement, but enslaving two or three is okay. If they are all enslaved, the Naga Kingdom will exist in name only.

Creatures enslaved by the Ring of Dominance are not reduced to puppets. They will still have their own consciousness, but they just cannot resist.

Therefore, unless the creatures enslaved by the Ring of Dominance are really tamed, unless they are constantly watched and controlled by the power of the Ring of Dominance, passiveness and neglect will definitely happen.

No matter how big a slave owner is, it is impossible to build a strong country. Just as Tyrell originally said to the devil, no qualified king can rely on slaves to build and defend the country.

"devil!"

Dirrell gently rubbed the dark gold ring with simple patterns. Demons with confused thinking and who would kill each other when there were too many were not suitable targets for slavery, nor were Nagas who could cooperate and recruit their subordinates in the future.

In contrast, devils who like intrigues and play with the desires of intelligent creatures are quite good candidates for enslavement. These guys with distinct classes have long been accustomed to being enslaved. As long as there is hope for promotion, they have infinite vitality. .

"Demon of the Hell, where are you hiding?"

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"Having a few land-based ships floating over my head is already the maximum limit of my tolerance. Now if you want me to treat this as normal, I will never accept it!"

Angry roars resounded in the palace of Thousand Snakes City in the Deep Sea.

"If we don't agree, then we must be prepared to go to war with that metal dragon, and then we must be prepared to be destroyed and evaporated."

Sidnia, who returned to the deep sea and reported the situation to her grandmother, stood next to the Coral Throne. She looked at the furious Naga Lord, who had now entered a snake state, like a long snake. The deep-sea snake with six giant claws completely lost its human form.

"When have we ever been afraid of war? Who would be afraid of death?"

The clamoring Naga Lord became even more angry.

"But such war and death are meaningless, except to completely cut off the inheritance and blood of our kingdom!"

Another Naga Lord spoke.

"Are we going to compromise with that dragon? Give him the sea and let those land creatures sail unscrupulously above our heads?"

"Why not? This might be an opportunity."

Sidnia spoke.

"What opportunity? An opportunity for you to ask your dragon master for a favor?"

The Naga Lord, who had become completely devoid of humanity, looked at Sidnia who was standing in front of the coral throne, his words full of sarcasm.

"That's enough, let her finish."

The giant snake entrenched on the coral throne finally spoke, and the cold voice made all the Naga lords lower their heads. Even the furious Naga lords showed a slight human form.

"Tell them what opportunity you are talking about!"

The charming face is like an iceberg in the polar region that never melts. The Naga Queen, full of solemnity and indifference, looks at her granddaughter. Although she is the eldest Naga, there is no trace of aging on her face. Every breath he takes affects the entire underwater city.

"We cannot live under the threat of metal dragons forever. We need to find a way out for our descendants and the blood of the kingdom."

"What does this have to do with the matter we are discussing now?"

"Of course it does."

Facing the questioning eyes, Sidnia did not flinch.

"We need a small physical world that is completely under our control, but we don't have the ability to do this. We can only seek transactions with terrestrial species. We also need to establish connections with the land."

So weak