Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"When are you going to see this here?"

In the cold night wind blowing from the mountains, the young dragon looked into the distance, only the dark silhouettes of the mountains were left. After hearing the sound, he turned back and looked at Su Hailun, who was blooming with a thin layer of light under the night.

"Have you ever made any short-lived friends?"

Tyrell suddenly asked.

A few years ago, when he watched Aslan grow up little by little, he realized that it was best not to establish too close a relationship between long-lived and short-lived species.

For his Dragonborn, the growth period is extremely short, but for short-lived species, it is half a lifetime. Aslan surpassed him in a very short period of time, but this also means that it does not take too long. After a long time, he will wither.

"I know some short-lived ones with good character, but none of them can be called friends."

"Um."

Tyrell nodded and said no more. He turned around and prepared to leave from the castle's observation deck, but before he was about to enter the castle, he paused.

"If you have any news about Aslan, remember to tell me."

"good."

The castle of the Golden Dragon has returned to the order it had eight years ago. There are only dragons and giants here. The traces of the short-lived species have disappeared from here. The only thing that can prove that they have been there are the buildings they left behind.

Tyrell knew that the number of times he would meet Aslan in the future would probably be numbered on his hands, and it would be impossible for him to leave the Golden Dragon Castle in a short period of time.

However, just as the young dragon was preparing to get used to and adapt to life without short-lived species, almost a month after Aslan left, the figure of a flying dragon knight appeared above the castle.

"Brother, I have your letters and gifts."

The young dragons happily came to the library to look for Tyrell, and what made these young dragons so excited was that the knight who came to deliver the message had a huge monster remains hanging on his flying dragon claws.

This was the first gift that Prince Aslan gave to Tyrell after he left - the first dragon monster from the Dusk Desert that he personally hunted on the frontline battlefield under the protection of the Knights. .

Desert Land Dragon

A kind of dragon monster covered with brown-yellow scales that can perfectly blend into the desert environment and looks like a winding snake. The land dragon hunted by Aslan has a body length of more than thirty meters.

Although it is not the racial limit of this kind of monster, its power has surpassed the golden level and has begun to enter the soul level. It is a particularly terrifying monster.

"My friend: We've been apart for a while. Do you miss me? I'm doing well, don't worry... This is a monster I hunted alone. Although there were knights protecting me, they didn't participate. In battle... This is my honor as a warrior, but I have nowhere to put it in my palace, so I sent it to you, and you have to keep it safe for me."

After opening the letter in his hand and reading it carefully, Tyrell couldn't help laughing and cursed,

"This brat who likes to be in the limelight is so big of a deal that he wants everyone to know about it."

Tyrell saw through Aslan's intentions at a glance. Whether it was writing a letter or giving a gift, the purpose was to show off, especially to let the dragon knights who were loyal to him give gifts.

Obviously you can use the storage ring to put it away and send the message in a more convenient and faster way, but you have to trouble a flying dragon knight. This is not only to show off to him as a dragon, but more importantly, to show off to the flying dragon knight passing by along the way. Show off all the intelligent creatures you can see.

Giving him a gift is both a purpose and a reason.

"The letters and gifts have been delivered. Please allow me to retire and return to His Highness Aslan."

The flying dragon knight wearing magic pattern armor just pretended not to hear Di Ruier's words and whispered.

"Go ahead."

Tyrell didn't say anything more to this knight, but after the knight left, the young dragons who were still joking became silent. The suppressed aura made several young dragons who came to join in the fun look at each other. , dared not say a word.

"Dirrell, what's wrong with you? Isn't Aslan doing well?"

The young dragons all know that their blood brother has a good relationship with the noble and extraordinary short-lived species, and they have benefited more or less from it, sharing a lot of benefits.

"This is the monster he killed on the frontline battlefield. In less than a month, he went to the battlefield."

Tyrell looked at the letter raft in his hand and said softly.

"Maybe it's just once. After all, he is the only heir to the Kingdom of Ansel. He needs to boost the morale of the frontline soldiers, and there are so many powerful knights guarding him beside him."

Elena comforted her.

"This is the battlefield of the ancient dragon. Back then, his father was still in Midgar and still had the legendary guardian, but he was still crushed to death by the Blue Ting King."

Di Ruier said slowly.

"..."

The young dragons looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Forget it, this is not something I should worry about, and I can't control it."

Tyrell shook his head, stretched out his claws, and collected the monster corpse in front of him. Aslan gave it to him, and the ownership of it naturally belongs to him.

Nowadays, he does not hesitate to show off his storage ability. No one knows how many treasures he has obtained from Aslan in the past eight years.

In order to allow Di Rui to accompany him, the prince paid not only the elemental crystal cores, but also magical weapons, buffing accessories, various gems, etc. Whatever he had on his body, he could give Di Rui you.

Although there are not many storage equipment with strategic significance, they are more than enough for an ancient dragon. Therefore, even if Diriel directly uses the Void Continent to store and retrieve items, no dragon will suspect anything.

After this day, the young dragons discovered that Tyrell, who was originally very strict, became even more strict, even harsh.

This brother, who originally made dragons feel close to him, now quickly gained the respect of all dragons, including the eldest sister, because he forced all dragons to meditate and study with him, and he also conducted assessments once a month.

Gu Jinlong's requirements are not so demanding. This is an unbearable learning burden for short-lived species. Where there is oppression, there will be resistance.

But even though the four young bronze dragons united and tried to overthrow the tyranny of their brother Tyrell, what they encountered was a ruthless crushing force.

Amid the roar of thunder and the howling of the storm, Tyrell, soaring over the vestibule of the ancient dragon castle garden, cast a terrifying shadow underground that made the four young dragons tremble.

The young bronze dragon, with a strong elemental light lingering all over its body, wind spirit patterns emerging from its wings, and thunder patterns spreading across its scales, suppressed all its brothers and sisters with absolute strength.

He didn't even let this battle enter the most common and purest flesh-and-blood fight among dragons. He only used his spell casting ability to make the four young dragons unable to even spread their wings. They could only lie on the ground and bear the pain. A bombardment of spells.

On the day they rose up to resist, all the young dragons realized how weak they were against their blood brother.

Even Elena, who had always wanted to compete with him, felt an unprecedented sense of frustration in her heart at this moment. Although she had seen part of Tyrell's strength, she did not expect him to be so terrifying.