Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Arrogant, self-righteous idiot. If I were you, I would bury my head in the soil and never raise it. How dare you roar at me? What do you think you are?"

Faced with the red dragon's angry questioning, the female dragon Lauralis was even more violent. The moment she finished speaking, she had already raised her dragon claw, and among the flying broken red scales, she fiercely smashed the male dragon Isaac's The head was patted into the mud again.

Before the red dragon could raise its head, Lauralis took the position where Tyrell had retreated and trampled the male dragon's head again, sinking it deeper into the soil.

"Don't you realize it yet? The moment you fell from the sky, our partnership was over. A waste like you would never want to step into my lair again."

boom!

The angry female red dragon burst out with extremely terrifying power. She directly pulled out the lower half of the male dragon's body from Tyrell's claws, and then smashed it into the ruins of the collapsed hillside.

Tyrell continued to retreat, leaving enough distance, looking at the two red dragons fighting together with an incomprehensible expression. He couldn't help but look down at himself, and then remained silent.

"Loralice!"

There was no intact red dragon on the body for a long time. At this moment, a burst of potential burst out, forcing the scarred and disabled body to pounce on the female dragon.

"Conscienceless trash!"

The female dragon's response could be called brutal. Broken scales mixed with hot dragon blood flew in the air. This was a one-sided killing.

The larger female dragon had an absolute advantage when facing the male dragon, which was destroyed by Diriel and had almost all its melee abilities eliminated.

This fight, which could be called a farce, ended when Dirrell couldn't stand it anymore, because if he didn't stop it, the dragon would be beaten to death by the female dragon.

When the dust settled, there was only one ball on the ground that was still squirming slightly, and the dragon-shaped flesh and blood could barely be seen. This female dragon was much more ruthless than Tyrell in attacking the male dragon that had lost its ability to resist.

It didn't look like a partner who had been with her for a while, but like a life-and-death enemy that was difficult to coexist with. Every attack was aimed at killing the opponent.

"Why don't you let me kill it? I'm stronger than it and more valuable to you."

The female dragon, with only a few damaged scales on her body, was filled with an extremely strong aura of cruelty and violence. She did not hide her intention at all, she just wanted to kill this male dragon.

"A living dragon is worth more than a dead one."

Dirrell opened his dragon wings and blocked the barely alive dragon behind him.

"It won't succumb to you. Haven't you felt its self-righteousness yet?"

"He's not willing to give in, then you are?"

Dirrell's expression was a little subtle. The attitude of this female dragon had been very ambiguous since she landed, ambiguous in every sense of the word.

"As long as you promise me that in the empire you will build in the future, you will grant me a territory that matches my strength and grant me corresponding powers, then I am willing to surrender to you and offer you everything."

Lauralis replied, staring at Tyrell nakedly.

"I never said I wanted to build an empire."

"You can, atavistic bronze dragon!"

The female dragon, who has unearthed all relevant information about the Bronze Dragon Clan from her blood inheritance, is extremely confident. Her expression is extremely excited, and the strange smell permeating the air is even stronger, even diluting the unique sulfur smell of the red dragon. .

Lauralis smelled many things on Tyrell, but the most important thing was that she smelled the breath of power, so the greed and cruelty of dragons were vividly reflected in her at this moment.

"You are indeed very smart."

Dirrell couldn't help but nod in admiration, but at the same time, there was thunder leaping between the shining golden scales,

"But you are not smart enough. Why do you think you have the qualifications to bargain with me? You also have no qualifications for me to promise you any rights and territory."

"Hahaha, ridiculous whore, open your eyes and see clearly. What is in front of you is a metal dragon. Even if you are wagging your tail like a dog and want to rip my throat out to please him, what's the use? In his eyes, you are worse than a bitch."

The red dragon Isaac, who was panting behind Tyrell, suddenly let out a wild laugh.

"I'm going to kill it. As long as you let me kill this idiot, I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

The female dragon's eyes seemed to be burning, bursting out with violent killing intent.

"He is my slave, and only I can decide his fate."

Tyrell was unmoved at all. The red dragon behind him could be enslaved with the Ring of Command, but it had been destroyed to such an extent that he had no room to struggle.

As for its unyielding will, to be honest, Tyrell didn't care. The body was enough for him. As for the spirit, it didn't matter.

"You are not willing to give me even the slightest promise? Even if it is just a lie to deceive me, I will swallow it as honey."

The vertical pupils seemed to have magma surging in them, reflecting Dirrell's majestic and noble figure. The female dragon was not willing to give in. There was an angry flame burning in her heart, but her reason was suppressing this flame and not letting it go. break out.

Because of the short but fierce dragon battle she had just witnessed from beginning to end, although she was confident that she was stronger than her stupid ex-partner, if she clashed with the metal dragon in front of her, she would definitely lose. is her.

"You don't know your position clearly. If you take the initiative to follow and be loyal to me and obey my orders, I can give you a relatively free identity."

Tyrell raised his head, and storms and thunder were brewing above his head. The moment he set foot on Dragon Island, he was ready for successive battles.

"If you don't want to, then you can only become my slave like your partner."

"If you are unwilling to promise me power and territory, then what kind of identity can you give me?"

The female dragon gave in again, but the red dragon behind Dirrell couldn't help it. He had never seen this female dragon show such a weak posture in front of him.

"Loralice, you clearly know the identity of this dragon, a metal dragon, but you still have unrealistic dreams and laugh at my stupidity."

"Are you so desperate to seek death? Isaac."

The female dragon's eyes were cold. If Tiril hadn't stopped her, she would have torn off the head of this stupid male dragon.

"The scent of your body can be smelled by other dragons even from half an island away. But you are facing a bronze dragon. What status do you want him to promise you? Mistress?"

The red dragon Isaac mocked Loralis unscrupulously. He had lost everything and had nothing to be afraid of. He even began to hope that the metal dragon standing in front of him could end his life.

"You look at a noble ancestral dragon who wants to be an emperor with the eyes of an ordinary dragon. This is the most stupid behavior in itself, but you still deny it repeatedly. How can the emperor only have one partner?"

Lauralis didn't care about the male dragon revealing his intentions, but instead mocked its stupidity again.

"You destroy the dragon eggs in the nest first, and then you say such ridiculous things!"

"I will, I won't let your stupid bloodline pass on."

The female dragon replied coldly.

"That's enough, you guys are so noisy!"

Tyrell interrupted the quarrel between the two dragons. He turned back to look at the male dragon, stretched out his claws, and picked up the red dragon, which could not find a few intact scales on its body. The mystery derived from the Ring of Dominance Power, under Tyrell's will, began to erode its entire body.

The red dragon roared in pain and struggled wildly. Its will, which had been destroyed many times, burst out with its final resistance. But at this moment, it was too weak, both physically and mentally.

After a rather ugly struggle, Tyrell's will controlled the power of the Ring of Dominance, crushing the red dragon's last will to resist, integrating into every inch of his flesh and blood, and controlling his whole body.

The almost bent body of the red dragon drooped naturally, its wings, limbs and tail hanging down feebly. Then, under Di Ruier's claws, this huge body turned into streaks of red light, which penetrated into his dragon fingers. In the meantime, disappeared.

This scene was beyond the understanding and cognition of ordinary humans, and the female dragon couldn't help but retreat a certain distance. When Tyrell turned his eyes to her again, she couldn't help but ask,

"Where did you send Isaac?"

"Now I ask you, for the last time, surrender, or will you be enslaved by me?"

Tyrell didn't want to waste any more time with this female dragon who was sensible but not sensible enough.

"I surrender to you, can you take me away from this prison island?"

After a moment of silence, Lauralis asked in a low voice. This was the reason why she did not attack Tyrell immediately, because she had never seen any trace of a metal dragon on this island.

The appearance of a foreign metal dragon on this island means too much. The elves will never dare to imprison the metal dragon clan, which means that this metal dragon can freely enter and leave the island.

"Of course, if I can't take you away from this island, what's the point of making you surrender to me?"

"I am willing to serve you, my king!"

The female dragon had almost no hesitation. As long as she could leave the island, she would do anything, even if she was loyal to a metal dragon and offered everything.

"..."

Tyrell stared at the female dragon that lowered her head to him and was slightly prostrate without saying a word. To be honest, the reaction and choice of this red dragon were beyond his expectations from beginning to end.

According to his original plan, the final destination of the color dragon clan must be the Ring of Control in his hand, but they have already taken the initiative to do this, and it would be a bit unreasonable to force them to enslave them.

Moreover, he once told the Demon God that it would be too incompetent if a ruler's subordinates had to rely on external objects to be able to control and rule with confidence.

"You are a red dragon. Even if you surrender to me, I can only give you limited freedom. Only in this way will the other subjects around me feel relieved."

"Are you going to bind me with a contract?"

The red dragon raised her head, firelight flowing between her scales. The arrogance of the red dragon's bloodline made her subconsciously show an aggressive posture.

"No, I want to use my own power to restrain you. I want to leave a mark on your body, a mark that I can detect at any time where you are and what you are doing."

"Spy on me? A reasonable request."

The female dragon acted extremely open-minded. After all, she was a metal dragon. She was willing to accept her and take her away from the island. This was what she wanted. It was more reasonable to ask for her to be supervised. When everything was released, she showed curiosity,

"How are you going to mark me? I know a very comfortable way that will allow you to leave your mark in the deepest part of my body."

"I don't need you to teach me this knowledge."

Tyrell's tone was calm and he ignored the female dragon's useless teasing.

"come over."

Lauralis chose to obey and got closer to Tyrell, and the strange aura exuding from her became stronger. The scales between the young dragon's brows wrinkled, and then slowly let go. He raised his dragon claws and The female dragon's expectant eyes were placed on the scales between her chest and neck.

Zila~

The pale golden arc of electricity danced at Tyrell's fingertips, which was completely different from the thunder he released through his spells. It contained his will and was the basis for his ability to monitor the red dragon with his mark.

Roar~

There was a stream of flames gushing out from the female dragon's throat, and she felt the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow. However, this pain soon changed and turned into an indescribable and strange pleasure. The tingling pleasure fell from the metal dragon in front of her eyes. The scaly fingertips on her chest and neck spread throughout her body.

Boom——

The female dragon's limbs seemed to have had their bones removed at this moment, unable to support her body, causing her body to suddenly collapse to the ground.

"alright."

Tyrell was not affected by the female dragon's reaction. Instead, he concentrated on leaving his mark on the scales and flesh of the female dragon's chest and neck. It was a bolt that looked like lightning, but also seemed The pale gold mark of a meandering dragon.

It looked like it was imprinted on the scales, but it was actually deep into the flesh and bones, so it gave this female dragon such a strong stimulation.

However, as Tyrell said, this mark does not have the power to forcibly restrict the red dragon's behavior. It only allows Tyrell to detect her location and what she is doing.

This was enough. If the female dragon wanted to erase his mark, she would have to exert at least ten times more strength and a lot of time, and this time was enough for Tyrell to catch her.

"I feel the power of your blood like a storm."

The female dragon that was lying limp on the ground raised her head. Her red dragon eyes were like calm and restrained lava, like a volcano that had erupted once and released all the pressure.

"I made the best choice."

"Can you still fly?"

"Are you ready to take me away now?"

"No, I want to go to the deepest part of the island to see the hydra. You come with me."

"You want to see that monster? You are no match for it now!"

Even though he was as proud as a red dragon, he couldn't help but feel fear in his eyes at this moment.

"I didn't say I wanted to conquer it. That will happen in the future. I just went over to take a look and leave the island after seeing it."

"Can you give me some time? I have to clean up the nest."

Lauralis requested.

"Don't damage the dragon eggs. Bring them here intact."

Tyrell still remembered the declaration made by the female dragon earlier.

"You want to raise that idiot's offspring? You want dragon eggs. I can produce them for you. There is no need to waste energy raising these wastes."

The female dragon was a little surprised, and then gave what she thought was reasonable advice.