Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Rumble——

The scorching red sun shines on the mountains and the earth, benefiting the dragon castle, but under the blue sky, there are thousands of thunders roaring, blooming with bright and dazzling lightning.

Countless thunderbolts crisscrossed the sky above the pure white castle that could accommodate a giant dragon, turning into a net that stretched hundreds of meters, trying to capture a noble golden dragon that was struggling through it.

"Dirrell, this is a close combat!"

The fire element responded to the call of the golden dragon, but the flame domain, which had not changed much in the past two years, was unable to defend against the thunder of the bronze dragon. Each thunder was like a spear of punishment dropped by the supreme god, which was easily shattered. The golden dragon's spell shield left ugly blackened lightning strike marks on her beautiful golden scales.

"good!"

Above the sky, the source of thousands of thunders, the young dragon wrapped in thunder and lightning understood what Su Hailun meant. The golden dragon was no longer willing to engage in an elemental confrontation with him. As for the reason, it was clear at a glance.

As a result, the young dragon gave up his control over the elements, and the thunder in the sky gradually dissipated. However, he only released the thunder. He did not call for the wind, nor did he control the ubiquitous clouds in the sky.

He no longer needed to call on the clouds and mist to cover his figure during the confrontation with the golden dragon. Even if he only showed his power of controlling thunder, the golden dragon would have difficulty getting close to him.

Without his unwillingness, even the Golden Dragon could not hope to enter into a close combat stage with him, and the gap between them widened even further.

However, he still agreed with Su Hailun's initial teachings. As a member of the dragon clan who is famous for his physical strength and is famous in all worlds, he may not like close combat, or he may not use it, but he must not know how to do it, let alone learn it.

As a result, the young bronze dragon, which had given up controlling the elements, pounced at the golden dragon that had just adjusted its posture at lightning speed, and the two huge dragons were entangled together.

Accompanied by bursts of roars and low roars, the two dragons continued to intersect in the sky. Broken golden scales of two different colors mixed with blood beads were sprinkled. In the final impact, the two dragons rolled dozens of times in the air. It fell to the ground.

"Your strength has grown too fast. Whether it's spell competition or close combat, I am no longer your opponent."

Su Hailun, who was crushed to the ground by Di Ruier's twelve-meter strong dragon body, struggled for a while and found that she was unable to break free. She raised her long and round dragon neck and resigned in a helpless tone.

"You're still unwilling to do your best."

Tyrell lowered his head, and the unique smell of mixed incense from the golden dragon floated into his nose, making him couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. I have to say, this is a very good smell.

"Some spells are not meant to be used on members of the same clan. This is just training. What's more, you didn't use your full strength from the beginning to the end."

The golden dragon was not moved by Di Ruier's words. She did have reservations, but she knew that the bronze young dragon pressing on her had more reservations.

"I also want to give it my all."

Di Ruier flapped his wings, floated into the air, and let go of his control on Su Hailun. He couldn't keep pressing on the golden dragon, and there were cloud giants watching beside him.

"Unfortunately, now I am becoming more and more powerless to you."

"You taught me how to fight in close quarters and make up for my shortcomings."

Tyrell lowered his head and looked at his dragon body. There were many small wounds left on his body from the fight with the golden dragon.

Nowadays, he no longer cares about injuries of this degree. As a dragon, he should not be afraid of injuries. In the beginning, he was affected by memory and habits. He cherished his body too much and was unwilling to let any scars appear on his body. This is Incorrect.

In the most brutal and primitive melee combat, only the fearless dragon can win the final victory. The dragon who always wants to protect himself and is unwilling to bear the cost will lose miserably because he is timid.

"Then remember this kindness and repay me when you really grow up!"

Su Hailun said half-jokingly that she didn't think it was anything. The fight with this atavistic young dragon was also an improvement for her, because compared to the color dragons, she was not good at close combat.

"Okay, I will definitely do it."

Dirrell nodded. In fact, he had the idea of ​​using a structure for Su Hailun, because the golden dragon could not keep up with his speed of getting stronger, and it was extremely difficult to find a sparring partner with similar strength.

However, such an idea just popped up and was suppressed by Di Ruier. The other party's identity destined this to be an extremely bad idea.

Before he can truly control everything, the structure must not be revealed outside the dragon, let alone a golden dragon like Su Hailun who is extremely sharp and insightful.

"You're joking, why are you so serious?"

Seeing Di Ruier's appearance, Su Hailun couldn't help but feel helpless. This male dragon was good at everything, but he was too dull. Some of his jokes were taken as the truth.

"Because I mean it."

"Then I'll look forward to your repayment in the future. There's no need to talk about this now."

"Um."

Dirrell looked up and down at the slender and muscular body of the golden dragon in front of him. After confirming that he had not caused any serious injuries to her, he prepared to turn around and leave.

He has been like this for many years. The main reason is that the cloud giants really keep a close eye on him, especially after his dragon body grows bigger and bigger. As long as he appears near Su Hailun, those giants will not pay attention. leave.

"Dirrell, wait a moment."

"Anything else?"

Tyrell turned around with some confusion.

"I have an invitation here from Midgar. Do you want to attend?"

"Midgar? It's Aslan!"

Tyrell was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and also remembered the time he had ignored.

"Is he going to hold a coming-of-age ceremony and be crowned king?"

"At the same time, I also want to marry a marquis' daughter whose appearance is said to be comparable to that of the Silver Moon Elf royal family."

Su Hailun added.

"The pearl of Midgar turns out to be the daughter of a marquis."

Only then did Tyrell learn about other aspects of Aslan's fiancée, but after thinking about it, it wasn't surprising. If she didn't have such an identity, why would she have entered into a marriage contract with him?

"are you going?"

"Not going."

Tyrell refused without hesitation, and then added,

"He said that if I don't come over, he will bring the crown and the most beautiful women in Midgar to see me. I will wait here for him to come."