Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

In the center of Westeros, there is a kingdom that is deliberately ignored and forgotten by all countries, because its ruler is not a short-lived human, but a giant dragon.

The Black Forest in the center of the continent is still ruled by dragons even if it dates back to a long time ago thousands of years ago.

However, the rule of the dragons was briefly overturned. The shadow that has always hovered over the countries of the world, Veronica, the mother of the Green City Dragon, disappeared inexplicably a hundred years ago. Her minions, those powerful dragons that can also destroy a country, also disappeared with them.

When these legendary ancient dragons disappeared, the Black Forest, which was deliberately ignored and regarded as a forbidden area by all countries, suddenly became a vast land rich in resources.

The ambitious rulers almost unanimously sent out the most elite forces in the kingdom to compete for land and try to occupy the legacy of the dragons.

This is the happiest time for all countries on the continent. They can exploit the resources in the Black Forest at will and transport them out continuously. In the process, no dragon can stop them.

Unfortunately, good times are always short-lived. New dragon rulers appeared. At first, not many people noticed the two young dragons. They didn't even see them as threats, but as prey.

But a series of conflicts and even wars broke out afterwards. The bloody results awakened the rulers of the continental countries, but unfortunately, when they woke up, it was too late.

In the Black Forest, the richest and most vast area in the center of the continent, new rulers appeared. They were still dragons. Although they were not as powerful as the missing Green Dragon Queen, they were more intelligent and more resourceful.

More importantly, the rulers were not alone. The new rulers of the Black Forest were not one, but two, the King of Bronze and the King of Fire.

The two powerful dragons who trusted each other and could work together enslaved all the remaining dragons in the Black Forest and expelled all invaders outside the Black Forest.

The world's pattern returned to its original state again. Although there was no public announcement, the continental countries still planned to follow the previous habits and ignored the existence of the Black Forest.

Unfortunately, the new dragon rulers obviously did not intend to abide by these unspoken rules. They built cities and beast nests in the Black Forest, and increased their military strength by fishing in the dry pond.

Less than ten years after the new king took office, the first dragon revenge war was launched. Endless beast tides, led by giant dragons, destroyed countless cities and brought a large number of people and means of production back to the Black Forest.

Then came the second and third times. The dragons launched plunder wars outside the Black Forest again and again, forcing countries to abandon their territories and withdraw their borders.

And when countries gave up their land and retreated, giant dragons would descend from the sky, spewing flames, melting mountains, refining metals from the earth, and building towering dragon stone cities.

An unprecedented dragon regime appeared in the world. Under the seemingly insatiable desire, the dragons pushed for expansion wars again and again, deeply imprinting fear in the hearts of the surrounding countries.

However, the repeated tolerance and compromise with the dragons did not bring peace, but intensified harassment and plunder.

Thus, the seeds of dissatisfaction and resistance quietly took root in the hearts of all races, and a great alliance across racial boundaries gradually took shape. The countries vowed to overthrow the tyranny of the dragons and regain the light of freedom.

In the first rays of sunlight at dawn, one army after another gathered from all sides of the continent, like a stream flowing down from the mountains and plains. Although each one was insignificant, when they gathered together, it was a mighty and unstoppable torrent.

The knights of the human race wore solid armor, held high their flags, and charged in the sky and on the earth. The cries of griffins rose and fell, and the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder.

The rangers and wanderers of the elves shuttled between the army formations. Their bowstrings were fully drawn, and the arrows shone with a cold moonlight. Each arrow could accurately hit the target.

The dwarves held their own forged war hammers and heavy armor, drove away the giant beasts, dragged the carefully crafted siege equipment, and when they marched, it was like a landslide.

There were also magic groups from the royal courts of various countries. They called on the elements to make the earth, wind, water and fire appear in the sky, turning into a series of powerful and destructive spells to facilitate and cover the coalition's attack.

At the highest point of the sky, dozens of dragons spread their wings, casting a mountain-like shadow on the earth, spewing deadly dragon breath from their mouths, cooperating with each other, and easily slaughtering sky knights from various tribes.

On the ground, in the solid Dragon Stone City, a group of dragon beasts rushed out and gave the continental coalition the strongest and most powerful counterattack.

In the sky and on the ground, looking around, there were fights everywhere, dragon flames, arrow rain and elemental turbulence intertwined in the air, forming a cloud haze symbolizing death.

Griffins, horned eagles, rocs, flying dragons, winged snakes... these powerful monsters that are usually enough to dominate the wilderness fell from the sky like rain.

These monsters, any one of which could make adventurers rich, fell to the ground, but no one cared about them. Not long after, they were trampled into mud.

Because on the ground, the Alliance Army and the Dragon Clan's ground forces were engaged in a brutal hand-to-hand fight. Every inch of land was soaked in blood, and the scarlet blood even dyed the clouds red, making the sky and the earth covered with a layer of blood, revealing endless ominousness.

This is what Di Ruier saw when he turned his eyes to the Green City World. A war that, to some extent, could be regarded as a replica, was unfolding before his eyes.

Of course, this war was far from Carlos's dragon-killing war in terms of scale and intensity. After all, many gods personally participated in that war.

But even so, the current war was extremely tragic, and adult dragons could hardly protect themselves.

"Finally they have grown up, they are all my good sons!"

Watching this war that was almost a replica, Di Ruier praised.

The multi-racial coalition below would never have appeared under normal circumstances. It was purely because his two good sons forced them too hard, so that they really couldn't survive, so they rose up to resist.

It's a pity that such resistance, in Di Ruier's view, was just a dying struggle. If they had united to fight earlier, they might have been able to hold on for a little longer.

As for the result, it was destined the moment the World Tree took root, and it was impossible to change it. What could the native creatures of the world do to stop a dragon king who could die in his true form?

Di Ruier's true form did not descend, but with just his will, hundreds of vines broke out of the ground and condensed into a majestic wooden dragon head, which faintly revealed a bit of flesh and blood texture.

"Father!"

When the wooden dragon head was condensed into shape, two giant dragons nearly 100 meters long flew over. In their expressions and tone, there were many emotions of respect, fear, and admiration, but there was not much father-son intimacy.

"You did a good job."

Looking at the two good sons in front of him who were already useful, Di Ruier praised them.

"This is all your arrangement, father. We just followed it and did not have any credit."

Kronos answered in a serious manner, lowering his head and looking extremely respectful. He did not look like a son facing his father, but more like a subordinate reporting his work.

Di Ruier glanced at the eldest son whose scales were faintly glowing with fire. He did not comment on his cautious behavior and had no intention of correcting it.

"It's not easy to do things well."

The weakened version of the Dragon Slaying War broke out in the Green City World. The mastermind behind all this was naturally Di Ruier. Only when he, the Dragon King, participated in it, and the two twin kings, who had not yet sat in the position under their buttocks, could they continue to wage wars.

Otherwise, with the growth period of the dragon clan, let alone his two eldest sons, whether they could obtain the status of the ruler of Green City within a hundred years, even if they barely sat on it, it would probably take no less than a hundred years to consolidate their positions.

Power comes from strength. If you force yourself to sit in a position that does not match your strength, you will sooner or later be in trouble.

But although Di Ruier was anxious, he would not harm his own offspring. As the Dragon King, it was natural for him to enhance the power of his own offspring. It was enough to assimilate their bloodline once, so that they could become the true offspring of the Dragon King, and their power would naturally increase.

Di Ruier not only forced his two good sons to cheat, but also sent legions into the void to continuously increase the number of troops. Because of this, in the face of more and more frequent invasions, the various races in this world finally put aside their conflicts and united to resist the oppression and exploitation of the dragons.

"Father, since you think we have done a good job, what reward do you plan to give us?"

Compared with Kronos, Osiris seemed more lively, and he even dared to ask the Dragon King for a reward.

"Reward? I have enhanced your bloodline, is that not enough?"

Di Ruier's tone was smiling.

"Isn't this what we deserve?"

Osiris seemed a little dissatisfied.

"That's right. As my descendants, this is indeed the power you should get, but as my descendants, isn't it natural for you to help me, your father?"

"You are right, but if you give us more rewards, we can also play a greater role in the next war."

Osiris chattered non-stop.

Compared to the taciturn Kronos, he has a golden dragon mother, so he is naturally more confident, and his words and deeds are also in line with his identity as a descendant.

"Defeat the coalition forces and capture their commander alive, and you can enter my treasure house and choose a divine weapon."

Di Ruier promised.

"Really? Father!"

Osiris' eyes suddenly lit up, and even the taciturn Kronos raised his head slightly, and his dragon pupils glowed.

"Of course, I never break my promises."

Although he has the dragon's hoarding habit, thanks to the influence of certain memories, Di Ruier does not have the miserly dragon nature. Compared with leaving gold, silver, jewelry, artifacts and armor in the treasury to gather dust, he prefers to use them to create more profits.

"Wuhu, great!"

After getting confirmation again, Osiris couldn't help but cheer excitedly, and then he couldn't wait to pull his good brother and start to charge.

Two dragons that surpassed the ancestral dragons and were the second generation of the Dragon King appeared on the battlefield, and the damage they caused was devastating.

All spells lost their effect in front of them. Even the spells with up to nine rings, when they fell on these two dragons, only bloomed a brighter light, which was no different from a trick.

The terrifying elemental immunity made all the coalition mages on the battlefield lose their voices, and then fell into despair. How should the dragon clan fight against it?

The powerful elemental resistance made the caster despair, but the hard dragon scales also made the melee legend collapse. The sword in his hand struck the dragon scales, leaving only a trace and the blade chipped.

Wow~

The balance of the battlefield, which was already slightly unstable, suddenly tilted towards the dragon clan. When the king of the dragon clan wantonly crushed the assembled coalition forces, the already uneven multi-ethnic alliance collapsed immediately.

At this time, Osiris, who came to charge because of the stimulation of the artifact, discovered a serious problem. Where is the so-called commander-in-chief of the coalition forces?

He arrested several senior officers in succession, but the answers he got were all different. What made him most uncomfortable was that none of these guys lied.

"The coalition forces have no real commander at all. They have been fighting independently. In other words, the coalition forces have multiple commanders."

Seeing his brother who was still struggling and distressed, Knoros couldn't help but wake him up.

"Father said that a commander can be exchanged for an artifact. Does that mean that as long as we capture a few more commanders, we can exchange for more artifacts?"

Osiris's eyes suddenly glowed brightly, and then he began to chase the collapsed coalition forces without waiting for Cronus to say anything.

"That's not what my father actually said."

Knoros wanted to remind him, but seeing how interested his brother was, he couldn't bear to disturb him.

Maybe that father will fulfill his promise as his younger brother said. After all, it has always been like this. He always follows the one who gets the glory.

The Dragon Clan's pursuit of death caused the countries surrounding the Black Forest to panic. It didn't take long before some countries began to surrender and declared themselves vassals of the Dragon Clan.

The bellwether effect also emerged. In less than half a year, there was a circle of vassal states around Green City, and there was no one who was disobedient.

Because a country that refuses to surrender will soon be destroyed and divided by surrounding forces, and will be used as a pledge to please the Dragon Clan.

After all, if you can't defeat the Dragon Clan, how can you defeat the neighboring countries?

With such a snowballing advantage, the Ludu Dragon Mother struggled for a long time, but the world that had not been conquered was taken under her dragon wings by Di Ruier.