Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

The rejuvenated stars are the best cradle for nurturing life, and even those who can cast stars are no exception. They left behind their own heirs and chose the brightest stars as the cradle for nurturing and incubation.

"Strong cell structure, I see. I wonder why it took two hundred years to change the fate of the entire civilization so drastically. It turns out that it stole the power of the Star Caster."

The golden light faded from the young dragon's eyes, and at the end of the light, Tyrell saw a child of the Star Caster huddled in the star core, silently absorbing the power of the stars and growing up.

When the magnificent illusion gradually dissipated, Tyrell suddenly noticed something was wrong with him. He twisted his long neck and suddenly discovered that at some point, the divine inscriptions rising on the altar turned into a layer of pale golden light. Covering his dragon body, when he noticed this, these veils of light also faded and merged into the altar.

"..."

The young dragon looked at the silent altar and stared at the three hundred strong reproductive cell structures stacked together. No, maybe it should be called a more accurate name, the origin of God!

Existences with the power to crush and recast the stars can undoubtedly be called gods. At least, in the inherited memories of the Tirel dragon clan, quite a few of those guys who harvested faith and were revered as gods are all There is no such power.

The Sirnos civilization spent two hundred years trying to figure out how to steal the power of the Star Caster's descendants. Then, after succeeding, it reversed the fate of the civilization and became the overlord among the stars.

What truly gives all things the power to evolve is not a structure at all. The so-called structure is essentially a carrier that can carry the life source of the star caster's heirs.

However, I have to admit that there is still something about the Sillos civilization. They successfully stole the power of the Star Caster and benefited the civilization, allowing all individuals of the civilization to receive this benefit.

On this point alone, they are worthy of praise. There has not been any similar case recorded in Diriel's Dragon Clan inheritance.

For the gods who harvest faith, there are often only a handful of outstanding individuals who can gain their love, receive gifts and blessings, and carry part of their power. But I have never heard of any race that has received the gift of the gods as a whole.

"Sooner or later, these guys will take their pills!"

The wisdom, courage, and courage of the people of Silos in stealing the power of the gods are all worthy of praise. But this does not prevent Tyrell from being able to see the tragic ending of this civilization that will eventually be destroyed.

Of course, a being of such a high status would not care about the words and deeds of an ant, but it is another matter to be tortured to the point of being unable to recover and forced to prolong his sleep.

Tyrell could feel the terrifying resentment and hatred of the Star Caster's heir. His will had partially awakened, and he had noticed that his power was being stolen.

The accumulation of a certain number of cell structures in one place will cause illusions and unknown whispers. It is precisely for this reason that creatures with low status cannot understand it at all.

As a bronze dragon, Tyrell could see part of it, but being able to see it so clearly, and even understand the origin and origin of the structure, was indispensable to the altar under his feet.

"However, I still hope these guys can hold on for a while!"

Using some things that can be called garbage in exchange for the life source of such a high-level existence, Tyrell felt that even if he owned the Void Altar, it would be difficult to find another such good thing, and use and cherish it. .

The moment the star caster's son wakes up, it will be the time when the civilization of Sirnos is destroyed. Of course, maybe after the destruction of Sirros, there will be no more ants to steal its power. The star caster Only then can you recover smoothly.

These have nothing to do with him for the time being. Tyrell, who has already understood the essence of the strong reproductive cell structure, looks at the golden solution in the branched metal container with a look of eagerness in his eyes.

Now that we have understood its essence, there is nothing to doubt. Mortals do not have to worry about when the sky will collapse or when the stars transformed from the thrones of the gods will fall.

Now he doesn't have to worry about the consequences of acquiring the life source of such a high level of existence. That is the future, when he becomes the ancestor soaring over the worlds, and even the first generation of ancient dragons, he needs to worry about it. matter.

"The power of casting stars!"

Dirrell grabbed a transparent reagent bottle with metal seals at both ends, examined the surging golden solution for a moment, lowered his head and searched for it in his abdomen for a moment, reluctantly pulled out a scale, and pressed on the exposed dragon skin. ,injection.

At this moment, Di Ruier felt a blazing warmth, integrating into his body. The dragon wings gathered behind him could not help but unfold, and all the scales stretched slightly. He felt unprecedented comfort and ease in body and mind. .

Roar~

The young dragon let out a low roar, and dazzling thunder shone between his dragon's mouth. He could clearly feel that his elemental control talent had been improved. Of course, the most important thing was that Tyrell felt the changes in his dragon body. .

The dragon's bones, fascia, flesh and blood, scales... The dragon's body transforms and strengthens at a slow but firm speed as the warmth gradually spreads throughout the body.

Zila~

Tiny electric arcs danced on the scales on the chest and abdomen. Tyrell lowered his head. On the scales on his chest, there were lightning-like lines appearing on the scales, which were not very conspicuous.

It wasn't just the scales on his chest. Tyrell, who had already noticed that his body was changing, began to examine his whole body.

On the membranes of both wings, silky cyan spiritual patterns spread, and on the slender dragon tail, azure light shines. These are extremely inconspicuous changes.

When Tyrell converged, no one could see anything strange, but Tyrell knew that his transformation had already begun. His eyes and the horn crown on his head also had a tingling feeling and were also growing and changing.

As long as this change continues, he will become completely different from the ordinary bronze dragon. Not only the appearance is different, but the all-round crushing. Ordinary dragons are not qualified to compete with him.

However, this wonderful taste of transformation did not last long and gradually faded away. Tyrell only injected a standard unit. He could feel that he could bear more, and his limit was far beyond that.

But Tyrell restrained the urge to take another dose. He looked around now and saw that there was not much difference in appearance, but he knew that if too much was injected, dazzling golden scales would probably appear on his body.

This is not harmful to him, but the strange appearance will attract the attention of other dragons. Not only Su Hailun, but his brothers and sisters will also notice him, and then his parents, the ancient golden dragon Guderian, etc. Wait for Gu Long.

In order not to cause these unnecessary troubles, Di Ruier had better inject it at different times. Anyway, the effect is the same. Digestion and absorption also take time, and what he lacks most is time.

Ancestral dragon!

Storm Young Lord!

With expectations for a better future, Tyrell hummed a tuneless song, took the life force of the two hundred and ninety-nine standard units of Star Casters on the altar, left the temple, and placed them.

After confirming that he could use it as he pleased, the young dragon left here, and the icy cold water and darkness re-wrapped his dragon body.

Wow!

When Tyrell raised his head from the pool again, the sky was already covered with a rich and almost blood-colored red cloud. The darkening sky made the sky full of ominous meaning.

Naturally, the young dragon would not be affected by such normal changes in the sky. He lay down on a boulder next to a pool, raised his head, and admired the sunset for a while. It was not until night fell that he opened his wings and flew. Out of the valley.

After returning to the castle, everything was as usual, nothing happened. Tyrell returned to his original peaceful life, but his body was in a state of slow but steady transformation, and he inevitably turned his attention to his brothers and sisters. .

Even if he chooses to absorb the life source of the Star Caster in a stable way in order not to attract attention, as time goes by, the gap between him and his brothers and sisters will become wider and wider, and the abnormalities in his body will also become bigger and bigger. It's becoming more and more obvious.

Dirrell didn't want to be so conspicuous when he was weak, but he couldn't use the life source of the Star Caster. The temptation of leaping and advancing in life levels was irresistible, and the young dragon could only tolerate it for the time being. .

The second batch of structures he obtained was enough for one of his dragons, or even more than enough. Tyrell estimated that even as a young dragon, he would not be able to use a third of it.

This is only the second batch he obtained from the Silos Civilization. As long as there are suitable extraordinary biological materials in the future, they can be used for trading. There is no need to worry about consumption or saving at all - not to mention other types of monsters, just There are tens of thousands of types of dragon-veined creatures.

These rich biological resources are enough for him to exchange for a massive amount of Star Caster's life force. After a hundred years, when he grows up and has his own power, he can even use it to create an army of dragons loyal to him.

An army composed of ancestral dragons!

Such a goal was too far-fetched and somewhat unrealistic compared to today's reality. Dirrell, who was not even an ancestral dragon, quickly put out his beautiful fantasy.

He now needs a dragon that can help him temporarily distract his attention. The first choice of target is naturally his eldest sister Elena, whose growth rate has gradually returned to normal, but her size and elemental control talent are much stronger than those of the bronze dragons of the same age.

The reliability of the eldest sister Elena, who can use her body as a shield to block fatal injuries, goes without saying. If he builds his own dragon kingdom in the future, this eldest sister can be his right-hand man, so Its strength cannot be too weak.

Although this eldest sister is quite diligent and hard-working compared to the dragon clan, she often forces herself to spend time in the library and read obscure spell books.

But obviously, as a dragon, Elena can't defeat Tyrell, who has some habits of short-lived species. The concepts of long-lived species and short-lived species are too far apart. Every second counts. This or something similar. The words will never appear in the dictionary of the Immortal Seed.

Therefore, Dirrell felt that it was necessary to help this sister. Of course, he could not give it directly to the construct. Dirrell would never let a second dragon besides himself know such secrets, so he had to find a more suitable one. The way.

Therefore, Tyrell found Elena and proposed a crude method that he came up with after much thought.

"Sister Elena, I have learned a new spell, can you practice it with me?"

"Practice new spells? Great!"

The female dragon Elena, who was a little depressed and irritable, was slightly startled by Tyrell who took the initiative to come to him, but she quickly became active.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you."

"Let's go outside the castle."

Tyrell took the initiative to suggest. Elena naturally readily agreed, no doubt about it.

But when Tyrell used his own element and talent to conjure up spells and cast spells, Elena, who sensed the dangerous aura from the gathering restless elements, reacted and shouted loudly,

"Dirrell, wait a minute!"

Before Elena could finish speaking, the clear water gathered in the air, manifested, and turned into a band, wrapping around her limbs and binding her wings.

A young dragon was simply restrained in place, unable to move or dodge. The wind and thunder converged into a three-meter-long elemental spear, which made a roaring sound that shook the mountains and forests, and hit her accurately. .

boom!

The bright light of the elements soared into the sky, and a circular impact visible to the naked eye swept through the mountain forest. A patch of bald spot visible to the naked eye appeared on the green carpet of lush forests.

"elder sister!"

And being caught off guard, she withstood such a powerful attack. Even as a dragon with extremely high elemental resistance, Elena still rolled her eyes and fell into a coma. Before she lost consciousness, she Seeing Tyrell flapping his wings, he rushed over in a panic, seemingly not expecting that his spell had such power.

"Feel sorry!"

When Elena shook her groggy head and woke up from her coma, what she saw was the dragon's face full of care and apology.

Although the pain all over her body was unbearable, her limbs and wings were numb and painful, and there was a familiar tingling and warm and comfortable burning sensation in her abdomen, which made her unable to stand up, Elena still subconsciously said,

"I'm fine."

"It's okay."

Tyrell, who had secretly injected a semi-standard unit structure into his eldest sister's body where the scales fell off while she was unconscious, pretended to smile with relief.

Among the ancestral bronze dragons, he is enough for the time being. Because his sister has shown abnormalities, there is nothing wrong with further amplifying the abnormalities.

As for his younger brothers and sisters, when he is truly independent and establishes his own dragon kingdom, if they are willing to follow him and become his helper, then they will be given the opportunity to transform.

However, the relationship between him and these younger brothers and sisters is too cold now, and he needs to get closer. Otherwise, if he suddenly asks them if they want to establish a dragon kingdom with him, they will most likely get a rejection answer. After all, there are no bronze dragons. gregarious habits.

As a dragon, the way Tyrell can think of to establish a close relationship is also very simple. Of course, it is to fulfill his duties as an elder brother and plan their study and future arrangements.

That is to say, from the day Dirrell changed his mind, Dirrell, who was originally gentle in the eyes of the young dragons, became the most terrifying dragon. Even Elena, who likes to talk to Dirrell from time to time, now Whenever you meet Tyrell, you have to walk around.

Because every two months, this young bronze dragon always invites his brothers and sisters to fight for various reasonable reasons such as testing spells or training combat skills.

Such battles always end with one-sided crushing and defeat, which is no fun at all. And as the eldest sister, Elena's experience was even worse.

Because she would always be knocked out by her brother who was suspected of having some bad habits and lose consciousness for a period of time. She didn't know what Tyrell did to her during this period.

However, this was only a short-term rejection. The young dragons soon discovered that they, who had been ravaged by their elder brothers, had grown to varying degrees. This was a change that could be felt.

Any trials and tribulations can be suppressed when the growth in strength can be clearly felt, and efforts will be rewarded. Even a lazy dragon will not resist.

So, in less than half a year, all the young dragons began to chase Diril, but Diril, who had already made plans, naturally would not be polite at all. If you want to be beaten, you can satisfy it anytime.