Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Click——

A strong sense of restraint came from all directions. The creature who felt extremely uncomfortable subconsciously stretched his body, and then there was a clear and crisp sound of breaking, causing him to suddenly open his eyes while sleeping.

The cold air licked his body, enveloping him in coldness, stimulating his hazy consciousness to wake up quickly. After waking up, a strong sense of hunger came like a tide, impacting his thinking and will.

But the intense shock and shock caused by what he saw after opening his eyes made him subconsciously ignore the hunger that would drive most living beings crazy.

On the dry and flat rocky ground, there are scattered large and small pearls, corals, clams, gems, gold, gilded silver weapons and armor, as well as many unknown objects that are shining brightly.

The light from these treasures, which were extremely valuable at first glance, made it impossible to see any entrance or exit. The empty cave, which should have been completely dark, was as bright as day, with almost no shadows.

These rays of light also allowed the creatures that had just broken free to see clearly, two huge monsters standing in the center of the cave, terrifying and majestic yet beautiful.

The biological structure of four legs and two wings clearly shows that they are the characteristics of extraordinary beings. The curved crown horns with edges and grooves swept back from the cheeks and eyes almost cover the whole body with smooth and flat bronze scales, which are gathered together. The broad wings on both sides of the back all indicate that this is a creature that would never be born in a natural environment.

At this moment, the mere existence of these two statues was full of all kinds of unreasonable behemoths. They lowered their heads and looked at him with a kind, kind and joyful gaze.

From the deep, azure vertical pupils, the creature that had just broken free from its shackles and awakened from a slumber that had lasted for an unknown length of time saw its own completely unfamiliar but familiar posture at the moment.

The same four-legged and two-winged biological structure is lighter in color, with only a bit of bronze-colored golden scales visible on the edges all over the body.

However, compared to the two behemoths with smooth lines and perfect proportions in front of him, his current body proportions seem a bit uncoordinated.

Because his head is really too big, occupying almost one-third of the body, with a big head and a small body, a big-headed baby dragon.

"this is me?"

Seeing the new posture reflected in the eyes of the two huge beasts in front of them, the newly awakened creatures fell into a dazed posture that was at a loss what to do.

Is this a dream?

Why does it appear in such a place?

Why did I turn into... a bronze dragon! ?

The knowledge inheritance surging from the depths of his bloodline impacted his newly awakened consciousness. The slightly rough inheritance made his huge head feel swollen, even stinging, and he couldn't help but shake it.

However, the pain made him understand that what he was in was no longer a dream. Now, he had indeed lost everything he had before and turned into a real metal dragon!

"No, I am not……"

Relying on his own strength to break the dragon egg, the bronze baby dragon was born into the world and shook his head gently. Under the expectant eyes of the bronze dragon parents, he read out obscure and unspeakable words, which filled the wide cave with excitement. Shaking slightly,

"I, I am..."

"Tyriel Aurelion Nazdormu!"

The moment his true name was revealed, the wide cave swayed, and bits of gravel fell from the top of the cave. From the distance, there was a roaring and shaking sound of the tide hitting the sky, like thousands of thunders roaring, celebrating another giant statue. The dragon was born into the world.

"Tyriel, my child."

Eyes full of love and joy looked at the young dragon, whose expression became extremely depressed after revealing his true name. The slightly larger bronze dragon threw a piece of bone and flesh that had been prepared in front of the young dragon.

"You may be eager to sleep and recuperate now, but you'd better finish eating once. The hunger in your sleep will drive your will into madness."

"Yes, father."

Looking at the new flesh and blood in front of him, which is larger than his own body, and the young dragon who has obtained his true name from his blood, the eyes he looks at the two giant beasts in front of him are no longer full of panic and fear, but full of closeness and dependence.

The feeling of hunger after breaking the eggshell, and the feeling of fatigue and weakness after acquiring the inheritance and true name in the bloodline are all overlapped.

Although Tyrell now felt that he could fall asleep by lying down, his strong hunger made him know that if he slept now, he would probably starve to death in his sleep.

As a result, the tired and hungry young dragon looked at some eggshell fragments still covered with transparent mucus under him, which were the first meal that most dragons used to fill their stomachs after they were born.

However, Tyrell just glanced at it, and then ignored the dragon egg fragments that exuded a faint alluring aura, and directly focused on the fresh flesh and blood thrown by the dragon father. He used his four claws at the same time to rush over and bite the fresh flesh. Flesh and blood, chew it a little and swallow it.

Although he was not satisfied with this inexplicable new life, and even felt angry, he was now a bronze dragon cub, not one of those evil dragon cubs who had to worry about being abandoned by their parents or even being fed by the dragon as soon as they were born.

In terms of food and daily life after birth, as a bronze dragon cub, he does not need to worry at all. Everything can be left to his parents - bronze dragons are the most caring of their offspring among the entire dragon clan, and will spare no effort at critical moments. Model parents who sacrificed their lives.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

A gentle and delicate voice sounded, but I saw another slightly slender and elegant bronze dragon, with a slender but powerful tail behind it. With a gentle sweep, I saw a bunch of shining and gold-like colors. The ore was pushed in front of him.

Chalcopyrite ore!

With just one glance, Tyrell could tell what kind of food the Dragon Mother had prepared for him. From then on, the broken eggshell behind him no longer had the slightest temptation for him.

What kind of wretch would eat his own eggshell as his first meal after being born?

No father or mother?

Not even a decent meal, pitiful!

Orphan dragon!

Click! Click!

The sound of fine chewing sounded in the cave that seemed to be completely sealed, and echoed in the empty cave. The newborn dragon took a mouthful of fresh meat and a mouthful of ore, and the whole dragon became energetic at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The golden scales with a faint metallic luster gradually became brighter, and the drooping wings gradually stood upright. After eating less than half of the flesh, flesh and chalcopyrite ore prepared by the Dragon Father and Mother, Tyrell felt full. , can't eat anymore.

When the hunger was gone, fatigue suddenly came over like a tidal wave. The young dragon, whose spirit and body had been shattered several times, just closed his eyes and fell asleep.