Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"A place of worship."

The scene inside the temple was completely unexpected, but Tyrell did not hesitate and went straight up to the stone platform, overlooking the vast and boundless desert.

Since ancient times, it has experienced desolation and vicissitudes accumulated over a long period of time. There is no beginning and no end. No matter how much prosperity there is, it will wither and die in the long river of time, leaving nothing behind.

The young bronze dragon stood on the altar for a long time, seemingly shocked by the scene before him and the aura revealed in it. After a long time, he calmed down and then looked at the altar at his feet.

The gray stone platform has complicated light gold lines. Unlike the desolate desert where it stands and the stone pillars that have accumulated heavy traces of time, the stone platform has no traces of time and is as smooth as new, as if the building has just been cast. Finish.

"Altar, who are you offering sacrifices to?"

On this sacred platform that was so wide that even ancient dragons could move around freely and even fight each other, Tyrell looked around curiously.

This is a place of sacrifice, but he saw neither a statue of a god nor a symbol that represented a certain great being. There was no object that could be sacrificed here.

At the moment when this doubtful thought fell, the desert shook, and streams of light golden light rose from all directions, turning into hundreds of mighty rivers of light, converging towards the altar where he stood.

Golden raindrops fell from the void sky. Each drop of rainwater was a divine inscription. Waves of desolate and mysterious aura emerged from the void and gradually spread. The sky gradually became darker, and finally it completely lost the meaning of color and turned into nothingness and darkness.

After transcending the nothingness of time and space, a starry sky filled with vitality and countless shining stars appeared.

Tyrell initially tried to identify and touch the pale golden divine inscriptions that fell like rain, but his attention was completely captured by the shining starry sky world that gradually emerged from the void.

It seemed as if the whole dragon was about to be sucked in. The young dragon even felt his own blood surging. It was not the violent spurt of blood that was revived and intensified every time the dragon woke up from his sleep, but the desire from the origin of life. and pursuit.

Hundreds of rivers of light intertwined, rushing over the altar, and golden rain fell. After reaching a certain limit, the altar responded, suddenly shooting out a dazzling golden light, turning into an immeasurable beam of light, shooting straight into the sky.

The light pillar gradually expanded and expanded, completely enveloping the somewhat overwhelmed young dragon in it, but it did not stop, and the light continued to expand until it enveloped the entire desert.

On the outer wall of the light pillar, there began to be countless incomprehensible divine inscriptions that were constantly rising and falling. There were faint sounds of long and long roars and roars in the sky, and there were hurricanes roaring, and the roaring sounds of thunder echoed.

When an unparalleled coercion descended from the void, Di Ruier, whose four dragon claws were all numb, already understood what the sacrifice object of the altar was - it was the magnificent and vast boundless land on that side. starry sky.

But in the vast starry sky, there are countless creatures, but those who can respond to sacrifices must be individuals with independent will.

Even though the sacrifices had begun, and even the will of a certain being had arrived, Tyrell still didn't know what he was going to face.

It was at this time that Tyrell suddenly remembered something extremely important. As he climbed onto the altar, he had no sacrifice to offer to the great being in the starry sky who was about to cast his will.

He didn't bring anything!

But he didn't have any chance to go back on his words. He didn't even have time to jump off the altar and leave the temple. The stars trembled and time and space were distorted.

A sacred tree stretched across the endless void, holding up the sun and moon, surrounded by stars, emitting eternal and magnificent light.

Vaguely visible, there are huge towers standing in a row, stacked like mountains, and palaces are continuous, glorious and sacred. There are powerful creatures walking among them, and the whole body is blooming with divine light. It is so powerful and unpredictable that even if they are separated by endless time and space, it still shocks the dragon.

"world Tree?!"

Even in the inheritance description of the Dragon Clan, it is also a legendary sacred tree. A tree is a world, carrying hundreds of millions of living beings, living and multiplying on the trunk, branches and leaves.

"Lucky little guy."

Time and space ripples spread over the altar, lush branches stretched out, and vines as thick as dragons and snakes grew. Under Di Ruier's gaze, they transformed into a female face full of love and peace. Looking down at the hatchling.

"……Roar!"

The young dragon let out a low roar, and tiny electric arcs jumped between the bright and shining golden scales. Tyrell felt like he was about to explode. At this moment, the young dragon clearly felt his own insignificance.

His dragon heart was beating violently, sending blood containing strong vitality and magic power to all parts of his body, allowing the young dragon to struggle for a while longer.

He was almost crushed to death, but World Tree had no ill intentions toward him. Who would have evil thoughts about the floating dust floating around?

Perhaps it was because his communication method aroused the other party's interest and lowered his will, but even though the other party treated him so carefully, he couldn't bear it.

He never expected that this temple altar suspended in the void could actually communicate with such a terrifying existence - a world tree that stretched across the void and had independent self-awareness.

"It's still too early for you to come into contact with the void."

Realizing that the young dragon was unable to bear it and could not even talk to a ray of his own will, the huge female face that almost covered the sky of the temple world collapsed and turned into emerald green meteors falling down, scattering all over the desert.

On the altar, only some scattered branches and leaves remained, turning into a face not much bigger than the young dragon, floating in front of the young dragon.

But even so, the vastness and majesty revealed by the ray of will contained in it made Di Ruier feel extremely uncomfortable and depressed.

"There is no need to be nervous, little guy from the Dragon Clan. I have met the Platinum Dragon God and talked with Him. Although you have no preparation, you still make me happy."

"Great and benevolent World Tree, what is there in me that deserves your attention? I am just a young bronze dragon."

Di Ruier was very confused. Among the metal dragons, only the golden dragon and the silver dragon were the most loved by the dragon god. As for the other three-color copper dragons, let's not talk about them.

"You come from a vast and vibrant world. I can feel the aura on your body. This kind of world is very suitable as the cradle for my child to grow up."

The will conveyed by the huge female face was full of joy, but Tyrell only felt a chill, but he also knew why such a being would lower his will for this tiny young dragon.