Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Can I entrust you to be the guardian of my child? Of course, you can also regard it as a gift."

The gentle and approachable attitude gave Long the illusion that the other party was negotiating with him, but Tyrell knew that he had no room for bargaining. All he could do was nod and agree.

"It's my pleasure!"

As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are handsome, and Di Ruier is confident that he must be the most handsome and outstanding dragon among them.

"Then I will entrust my child to you."

Ripples in time and space spread, green-gold meteors slid down, and Tyrell watched as a tree species larger than his entire dragon fell in front of him, landing on the altar, and the flowing wind swept across it.

The young bronze dragon could feel the incredibly thick life essence contained in the tree species in front of him, and with it, there was also a faint fragrance of grass and trees that spread naturally.

The moment he smelled this smell, Tyrell seemed to see a world where everything was flourishing and growing. Then, the young dragon swallowed subconsciously.

His appetite was whetted!

His body's instinct tells him that as long as he eats the tree species in front of him, his bloodline will undergo an incredible transformation, tracing back to his ancestors and becoming an ancestral dragon, or even an ancestral dragon comparable to the first generation.

But reason told Tyrell that this was a very suicidal act, to eat the child that had just been delivered to him in front of his own mother.

Although the other party is a tree and cannot be treated in an ordinary ethical and moral relationship, there is no doubt that this is the way to die.

Out of his cherishment of life and desire for survival, Tyrell used his strong will to directly suppress his dragon-like body instincts, preventing him from doing anything out of the ordinary.

"I said, this is both a trust and a gift. You can become partners who help and support each other with my child, or you can eat it as food and regard it as my gift to you."

Watching Tyrell's every move, the gentleness and peace on the female face made of branches, leaves and vines did not change in any way.

"For us bronze dragons, there is no need to think about how to choose between food and companions. Rather than satisfying temporary appetites, I need an eternal companion worthy of my trust."

Tyrell raised his head and tried hard not to look at the tree species. Fortunately, he had the blood of a good dragon that was rational enough, rather than the blood of an evil dragon that relied on instinct and desire to destroy and destroy everything.

"A very wise choice, little guy, can you tell me your name? Maybe one day, I can hear the names of you and my child in the void."

Ling Long Anxie felt that the expression on the woman's face became softer. Di Ruier had no doubt that he had made the right choice.

"Dear World Tree, my name is Tyrael, Tyrael, Tyrael Aurelion Nazdormu!"

"Dirrell, I remember your name, and I look forward to a future where you and my child will grow up together."

"I am looking forward too."

"Bring my child back to your world. When the time is right, it will take root, spread its branches and leaves, and become your reliable help."

After the last thought was transmitted, the giant human face that appeared on the altar began to disintegrate, turning into streams of emerald green light that streaked around the altar.

Above the head, the void surrounded by the golden river of light also rippled, gradually becoming blurry, stretching across the starry sky, surrounded by stars, and the World Tree holding up the sun and moon gradually disappeared.

"I finally got over it."

The sense of suffocation and heavy oppression that made the dragon feel suffocating also disappeared. At this moment, Diriel, who only felt relaxed, breathed out a string of shining lightning. He didn't even notice that as a young dragon, his breath had already changed. The change.

Contact with a World Tree, even if it was just a ray of will, still had a profound impact on his life essence and bloodline.

"I can hold on?!"

After the will of the World Tree left, Tyrell felt a little melancholy, but at the same time there was also a feeling of joy in his heart. This was undoubtedly the best result.

Now, he is not qualified to face such an existence. Even as a sacrificer, he has not prepared any sacrifices. With his current strength, what sacrifices can he prepare that are useful to such an existence?

“It turned out pretty good!”

The young dragon looked at the green gold tree species in front of him with a satisfied expression. However, before his expression could calm down, he saw the streams of light in the sky interweave again, evolving into a completely different scene of the void.

A majestic six-armed giant god stood in the center of the void. Behind the giant god, a silver wheel slowly rotated and was inlaid on it. Six gems of different colors bloomed with enough power to distort the void.

The chaotic flow of time and space, enveloping one side after another of dead worlds, revolves around Him, like planets circling the sun.

The giant god, surrounded by the wreckage of worlds one after another, did not even cast a glance at Diriel's position. The figure of the young dragon, which was already ready to leave, was frozen and unable to move.

"..."

This time, Di Ruier couldn't even speak. He felt that his dragon body was about to be crushed into a ball of powder. That is, just when he couldn't hold on anymore, he fell to the green sky not far in front of him. The golden tree species emitted a mist of mist, shrouding his body, and the young dragon instantly felt much more relaxed.

"Audacity!"

Along with a thought that contained no emotion, a stream of silvery white light flashed across and accurately hit the immobile baby dragon. Dirrell rolled his eyes and immediately fainted on the altar.

Time passed slowly, and not long after, the fainted young dragon shook his heavy head and woke up. At this moment, a bunch of complicated knowledge was forced into his mind, and it was because of this that he fainted .

"Thank you Titan for your gift."

After waking up, Tyrell respectfully thanked him, even though the giant god had disappeared.

The giant god who exuded the aura of destruction and destruction was completely opposite to the vibrant world tree, but at this moment, the young dragon was filled with gratitude for it.

The golden river of light lingering around the altar has long since dispersed, and the bright and magnificent starry sky has returned to its original appearance, simple and natural.

Today's sky is no longer what it was when Tyrell first set foot on it. It can almost be blended with the golden desert, and even the boundary between heaven and earth cannot be seen.

At this moment, inside the temple, there are lush vegetation, luxuriant branches and leaves, rippling flowers, and fragrant fragrance. There is no trace of desolation and death.

This is the grace shed by a ray of will from the World Tree, permanently changing the landscape of this vast land and injecting new vitality.

However, this great power to change the world, and even the infinite possibilities of the world tree species in front of him, could not attract Di Ruier's attention.