Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Your Excellency Tyrell, what are your plans next?"

After a request that was almost wailing, the silver-haired elf girl, under the gaze of many dragon-blooded family members with powerful auras, came to Diriel, bowed and asked.

"Tour other tree cities and see how things are developing around the world of Kalimdor."

Tyrell replied.

"Are you going to take your family members with you?"

Frilian's eyes looked around. Unknowingly, she was surrounded by many dragons, and the elf elders who asked her to come and inquire had moved away without leaving a trace.

"certainly."

"Excuse me, what are we doing that make you dissatisfied?"

The Silver Moon Elf Princess took a deep breath, then forced herself to remain calm and asked in a calm tone.

"No, you have done a good job. Your people have perfectly followed what I ordered back then."

"If you really think it's fine, why are you summoning the Familiar?"

"If I feel bad and want to clean up some unsightly things, I don't need a family. They are just a guard of honor when I travel."

Tyrell chuckled.

"There are many stupid people among my people. If Sir Di Ruier sees this, please calm down your anger!"

"Oh? Then you should tell me, who are the stupid people?"

Tyrell lowered his head and asked with interest. He was now mentally prepared.

"Many elves feel that the resurrected Tree of Life is a gift from the elven gods to them."

Fulilian sighed helplessly. Sometimes, she felt particularly desperate and powerless. Arguing with those stupid fools was simply a waste of her time and life, and it was meaningless.

The relationship between the abnormally revived trees of life in the world of Kalimdor and the dragon lord in front of him is obvious. The three executed dragons are the best proof. Their crimes were discovered by the trees of life.

But the tree of life harming dragons and protecting elves is definitely not because of the favor of the elves and gods. On the contrary, it is simply the will of the dragon lord in front of him, because this is in the interests of the dragon lord.

"Then what?"

Tyrell didn't find it strange that an elf would have such an illusion. He discovered such remarks before he fell asleep.

However, he didn't pay attention to these arguments and opinions at all. The elf could enjoy himself or have intracranial orgasms as long as he didn't delay working for him and making contributions.

"...Some of my kindred have taken control of several tree cities."

Fulilian hesitated for a moment, then told her what she had learned. When the dragon in front of her patrolled the world, she would naturally discover everything those foolish Silver Moon elves had done.

"Silver Moon Elves control Tree City, tsk!"

Tyrell recalled the meeting record crystal given to him by the Elf Queen. He had watched it for fun at the time, watching the Silver Moon elves arguing and talking in the oak hall.

Unexpectedly, after all these years, those elves have really started to take action. It’s just that there are as many Silver Moon elves as there are wood elves. Those who come first are plucked by the ones who come later, allowing the latter to take over the power. peak.

It can only be said that the servility of these lower elves is really deep in their bones. When facing the upper elves, neither their waists nor their knees can straighten up. However, there is really no way. Who has allowed the Silver Moon elves to rule them for so many years.

"Go on, besides controlling Tree City, what else have they done."

Tyrell motioned for Fulian to continue. He was still listening for fun. In fact, he didn't care who controlled the tree city. As long as he could do things well for him, it would be the same for anyone.

"They like to cultivate humans..."

This time, there was no hesitation. Fulilian told one by one what her people had done in other tree cities. However, as she narrated, Tyrell's expression gradually became serious.

He took pleasure in those Silver Moon elves who were extremely inefficient in doing things, but after these guys came to the world of Kalimdor, they took pleasure in the humans who he had spent a lot of effort to screen and protect after he conquered the world.

Elves have never been a peace-loving race. Their bloodline is indeed naturally close to nature, and they can easily become professionals such as druids and tree shepherds, but this has nothing to do with being peace-loving and kind-hearted.

Only idiots who don't understand elves and whose knowledge of elves is limited to legends and tavern stories will think that elves are an extraordinarily kind race.

In fact, elves are a very aggressive group. They are not annoying. Some of them even love war and are keen on conquest.

Otherwise, there would not be ancient legends about elven empires in all major planes. How could a kind-hearted and peaceful race build an empire across multiple planes? Isn't this a joke?

The collapse of the Elf Empire is also inseparable from the evil nature of the Elf bloodline. These guys are too arrogant. Not only do they despise other intelligent races other than their own race, but even among the same race, they also differentiate themselves according to their bloodline, and the hierarchy is strict. .

Nowadays, in many material worlds, the elven forces that are accessible are in a relatively closed and secluded state, which makes some self-righteous fools have some beautiful and unrealistic fantasies about elves.

But in fact, the reason why the elves are in this semi-hidden state is not because of anything else, but simply because they are not strong enough, and the number of race members is too small. They cannot compete with the short-lived people who have developed civilization and have risen. The forces of this civilization are competing for consumption, and they simply can't compete.

Because of this, the many remaining elven forces give people the impression that they are indifferent to worldly affairs and independent from the world. The places where they live and live are like the Garden of Eden away from war, quiet and beautiful.

But this is all forced. Once these elves are given a chance again, they will take on the appearance of elves who were rejected by all races during the ancient elven empire.

Now, while Tyrell was sleeping, a group of Silver Moon elves came to the world of Kalimdor, just like this. They got the opportunity to reappear the appearance of the ancient elves.

When Tyrell fell into a slumber, a vacuum naturally appeared at the top of the world of Kalimdor. The Silver Moon elves who took this opportunity to come over easily stepped on the heads of the lower elves by virtue of their status as high-ranking elves. .

That's all, but after these guys took power, they recalled the glory of the ancient elven empire and wanted to recreate it.

So, these guys played the game of power and war, and the people they played as a game were naturally not from the same race. Even the lower elves, they knew they couldn't play casually. They were playing for fun as humans.

Those humans who were initially taken over by the lower elves and were responsible for their education, after several generations of rotation, were born with a certain degree of obedience to the elves.

Under the guidance of the Silver Moon elves, these humans established a country and regained their social organizational structure. They also learned the knowledge and skills necessary for the development of civilization such as textiles, farming, forging, and construction.

But the elves taught them this, just hoping that these humans would form an army under their control, and then fight with the humans educated by other tree cities.

This is what the Silver Moon elves did when they came to the world of Kalimdor. They regarded the entire world as a playground for power and war. They pushed the humans they carefully guided and trained onto the battlefield, and watched them fight against each other. Kill to see who can cultivate better humans, and enjoy it.

"It's quite an interesting game, why don't you join?"

After listening quietly to Fulian's story about what her people had done in the world of Kalimdor, Tyrell couldn't help but smile. He grinned, revealing the snow-white dragon's teeth that glowed with cold light. He left the elf princess again. Getting closer, the scorching breath that sparkled with arc lightning sprayed onto Fulian's face.

"I'm just an ordinary enlightenment teacher!"

Fulilian replied in a calm tone, but when she said this, she looked at her feet without raising her head, looking directly at the dragon head that Tyrell had already approached in front of her.

"Then you can be your teacher here from now on. If you want to go back, come under the tree of life and a passage will naturally be opened for you."

The dragon wings behind Dirrell gradually unfolded. During the narration process, the elf princess, who did not dare to look directly at Direal, felt the elements in the air that were gradually entering a state of rage. Only then did she force herself to raise her head and cheer. I mustered up all my courage and asked one last question,

"What do you plan to do with my kindred?"

"Fulillian, do you know how the Dragon Clan treats thieves who steal the treasure house?"

Tyrell did not answer, but asked in turn.

"I see."

After hearing this, Fulilian immediately understood Dirrell's thoughts and plans and said no more.

In fact, she had already thought about giving up, her mother had already looked away, and she was just making a last attempt.

On the territory of a dragon, using the race he likes to recreate the game of the ancient elven nobles, such behavior cannot be described as stupid.

hold head high--

The Yaojiao dragon spread its wings and rose into the sky. The followers he summoned caught up with him one after another. Shadows of dragon-shaped crosses were projected onto the tree city, and countless elves and humans trembled.

The elves with longer bloodlines and richer inheritance recalled the era when they were once ruled by giant dragons. The dragon wings covered the sky and the sun, and even when the dragons soared in the sky, the sun still looked dim.

The scene at this time is so similar to the age of dragons that only existed in classics. Rather, in this world that has regained vitality, the age of dragons has returned. The sky now belongs to the dragon clan, and the earth also belongs to the dragons. rule.

"Dragon Lord, I did not notice the abnormality of those Silver Moon elves, and allowed them to come to the world of Kalimdor and destroy your plan. This is my dereliction of duty. Please punish me!"

Not long after he ascended into the sky, the Flying Dragon King Raton took the initiative to come to Emperor Riel to apologize.

When he heard the Silver Moon Elf's explanation, he felt that something was wrong. Although His Majesty the Dragon Lord had not specifically ordered it, as the most capable subordinate, he allowed such a thing to happen. This was undoubtedly his dereliction of duty. .

As a subordinate, he was unable to share the worries of his superiors. Instead, he asked his superiors to work hard and deal with such matters personally after waking up. At this moment, Feilong King Raton felt deeply guilty and uneasy.

"This is indeed your dereliction of duty. After I clean up this place, you can lead the dragons here to breed. When the number of flying dragons exceeds 100,000, you will return to the Sun Palace."

Tyrell glanced at the flying dragon, but he was not lenient at all. He delegated a lot of power. The Silver Moon Elf came to his world to play the game of power and war. Although there was an element of elven arrogance in this, but It is also very outrageous that there is no dragon to check and balance.

"yes."

Hearing such a punishment, the scales on Flying Dragon King Raton's back almost exploded. For a close servant like him, leaving the position of serving the Dragon Lord is undoubtedly the heaviest punishment.

While he was away, someone was bound to replace him. When he returned, he couldn't tell whether he would be able to stay in his current position.

However, he did not dare to have the slightest objection, because the current Dragon Lord was in a rage. Although there was no abnormality in the sky, as a dependent, he could feel the anger that was about to be released.

"The same goes for you."

Tyrell glanced at his retinue. Although it was because the environment in Kalimdor made creatures with stronger bloodlines or higher life levels feel instinctive disgust, in the final analysis, it was also because none of his retinues could really A helpful help that saves him worry and effort.

But before he could say the punishment, the regular farmland with the traffic came into view. Looking into the distance, he could see the majestic giant trees and the tree city built around the giant trees.

This is a city slightly smaller than the First Tree City, but when viewed from a high altitude, this tree city is even more majestic than the First Tree City.

Surrounding this tree city, there are many human settlements, towns and villages scattered around. They are densely populated and bustling, and it looks like a prosperous and lively scene.

"dragon!"

The residents of Tree City, or Tree Country, who were engaged in production and living, found that the sunlight above their heads was blocked by large shadows. They looked up at the sky, and then their expressions couldn't help but fall into a sluggish state. Even the worst nightmare would not be able to stop them. Such a scene occurs.

For them, dragons are not very rare creatures, but living near Holy Tree City, they can only see the silhouette of dragons wandering in the sky in the distance. There are never dragons approaching Holy Tree City, even if there are , also in a very high position.

But now, hundreds of dragons spread their wings in the sky, roaring and roaring one after another, dazzling thunder roaring and shining in the sky from time to time, and violent hurricanes blowing people can't open their eyes, can't stand upright, the sky and the earth were plunged into darkness.

It’s not just dragons either. The elven knights who patrolled the sky riding hippogryphs used their eyesight comparable to that of eagles to discover that at the junction of the sky and the earth, there was a giant as tall and tall as a mountain, with six arms and a ferocious appearance. Enchanting giant snakes and terrifying half-human, half-dragon monsters formed a military formation and approached the tree city.

In the tree city, the bronze bell used as a warning was rung, and the huge bell echoed among the giant trees. The sound of the bell spread beyond the giant wooden barrier and echoed in the towns and villages built by humans.

However, after hearing the summoning order, most of the humans looked up at the sky blankly, at a loss. Some cleverly threw their weapons and leather armor into the well, hid in the cellar, and never looked at the sudden change. A very strange world.