Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Accumulate theories first, and then conduct experiments after becoming independent."

Tyrell set a charter for himself and didn't think there was anything wrong with trampling on the realm of the gods - monsters like gargoyles can be said to be everywhere, and even an experienced adventurer has seen them.

Other alchemists can invade, but as a bronze dragon, he can't? Why?

However, the process of learning alchemy is more boring and slower than the process of learning spell books. Because few dragons learn alchemy, even the dragon inheritance cannot give him much help. He had to rely on himself and start from scratch.

Tyrell could endure such boredom. After all, as an immortal, he had too much time to study. However, when he was immersed in the ocean of alchemy knowledge, he subconsciously ignored the loss of time.

When a sleepiness that even his will could not resist swept over him, Tyrell suddenly realized that his second sleep transformation period was about to come.

In order to welcome the crucial second transformation in his life as a dragon, Tyrell walked out of the Great Library. At this time, the young dragon found that most of his brothers and sisters had fallen into a deep sleep without any surprise. When you are in trouble, you will not fight with your own will.

The only one who has not fallen asleep is his eldest sister Elena, but when Tyrell found her, the female dragon's eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking drowsy and ready to sleep to death at any time. appearance.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Seeing Elena in such a state, Tyrell couldn't help but wonder.

"I want to watch you fall asleep first."

Elena, who was barely over ten meters in size and had surpassed the size of a young dragon, forced herself to cheer up, looked at the majestic figure of Tyrell, who was more than a circle bigger than her, and chuckled softly.

After being born into the world for fifteen years, Diriel has now become a behemoth with a body length of thirteen meters. This is the size of a teenage golden dragon.

However, Diriel, who is still just a young dragon and has not yet undergone transformation, already has such a huge body. Undoubtedly, this is an extremely shocking and abnormal change.

However, let alone Gu Jinlong, even Su Hailun, who was extremely curious at first, did not ask him even a word because of this, as if everything was normal.

"Are you even going to argue with me about this?"

Tyrell, who could hardly see the traces of an ordinary bronze dragon on his body, smiled.

Nowadays, the only thing that is associated with the bronze dragon on his body is the sapphire-like luster on the edges of the golden scales, but this is much more dazzling than the scales of the bronze dragon.

"Now I can only argue with you on such trivial matters. In other aspects, I am no match for you. The first time I fell asleep, you protected me. This time, I will be behind you."

Elena, who had forgotten how many times she had been beaten by her younger brother, was quite calm at the moment, but there was still a fighting spirit in her that refused to admit defeat.

"Then just wait, I'm not ready to sleep yet."

Tyrell said angrily.

"What else do you want to prepare?"

Elena said strangely, but she didn't seem to be expecting Tyrell's answer, so before the young dragon could answer, she said again,

"Miss Su Hailun gave each of Ai Luo, Angelica, and Hardison a storm core to swallow before falling asleep."

"not bad."

Dirrell heard this and nodded. The golden dragon had fulfilled its original promise. This gesture was generous enough for dragons, but for Dirrell, who often got along with the sole heir of the kingdom, it was Totally inadequate.

"Miss Su Hailun prepared two crystal nuclei for me."

Elena's tone was quite reserved and seemed a little proud, but she looked at Tyrell and asked a slightly curious question.

"You are stronger than us combined. I wonder how much Miss Su Hailun has prepared for you?"

"How much will you prepare for me?"

Repeating Elena's question, Tyrell's figure suddenly stagnated. Although he didn't care about the crystal core, Su Hailun never came to him from the beginning to the end.

Busy with work? forget?

Are you kidding me?

It's not that Tyrell is conceited. He doesn't think there is a second dragon in this castle who has a stronger presence than him. It's impossible to ignore him if you ignore anyone.

"Miss Su Hailun, haven't we prepared anything for you?"

Observing Tyrell's emotional reaction, Elena asked cautiously.

"No."

Di Ruier was a little depressed, and at the same time a little strange, why the resources that his brothers and sisters had all had, but there was no trace on his head at all. Could it be that Jinlong was reluctant to part with them?

Although he doesn't care, the resources that other dragons have are not available to him at all. This makes him a little dissatisfied as a dragon. Even if he doesn't use this thing, he can still change it. Make a lot of money.

"Su Hailun, why didn't I?"

With such doubts, Tyrell soon found the golden dragon girl who was playing a beautiful piece of music in the piano room of the castle.

"Storm crystal? How much of this elemental crystal is needed to satisfy your current appetite?"

Regarding the young dragon who came to the door, the girl with her blond hair hanging naturally and shining in the sunlight projected from the crystal window didn't even look back and asked in a calm tone.

"Then I have nothing?"

"Storm crystals, you have eaten enough. This resource is too low-end for you and is not suitable for you to use for sleep transformation."

The girl did not stop playing, and the melodious and sweet music danced at her fingertips.

“So what’s right for me?”

Tyrell had a vague premonition of something, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

"Remember what I told you?"

After the song ended, the girl stood up in front of the golden harp and looked at the young bronze dragon with anticipation in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The giant beast in front of her was even bigger than her. Calling it a young dragon is extremely inappropriate.

"When Carlos, the King of Blue Thunder, invaded Midgar, my grandfather tore off one of his dragon wings."

"of course I remember."

Tyrell has already made a guess.

"Your Excellency Silver Dragon Emilia spent five years refining the power crystal from the ancestral dragon from this dragon wing."

While speaking, Su Hailun carefully took out a crystal ball, and in the center of the crystal ball, there were countless dazzling lightning arcs, which were constantly surging and roaring. It was basically a vast ocean of destruction composed of thunder.