Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"What's going on? Why are you ringing the bell?"

In the Ivy Palace built in the canopy of the Tree of Life, a silver-haired elf with slender limbs and a strong build walked out of the palace door angrily, carrying a carving knife and a silver hammer, and roared sternly.

But before the guard could answer, the Silver Moon Elf, who was angry because of the failure of carving, found the reason. The elemental tide surged from the east, and the dragons flapping their wings in the elemental tide that evolved into storm and thunder. is the best answer.

"Dragon clan!"

The Silver Moon Elf's face suddenly turned pale, and the blood that had seemed to be gone completely faded away. But in an instant, the Elf thought of something, and blood rushed to his face, and his handsome features were flushed. It was twisted, and finally turned into an iron-blue color, which was extremely ugly.

The dragons carried the storm and thunder, and came over the tree city, driving straight in. The elves' Hippogriff Knights and Pegasus Knights, who were even rarer in number than the dragons in the sky, were stranded in the air and did not dare to step forward.

These sky knights, who were once proud of the elves, are now not organized. Faced with the dragons flying in the sky, they don't even have the courage to step forward and stop them.

However, greed for life and fear of death are the nature of living things. Facing an enemy that is impossible to defeat, the best choice is to avoid and hide. Not to mention whether the elves have the courage to rush towards the dragons, the horns they ride on are The eagle beast and Pegasus must not have the guts to face hundreds of dragons.

These flying war beasts, which spread the majesty and glory of the elves to all major material interfaces during the ancient elven empire, have long lost the blood and ferocity of their ancestors, and are nothing more than flying ornamental pets with a mere appearance and the appearance of a divine horse.

At least, that's how it seemed to Tyrell. Looking at the flying horses and hippogryphs that were raging between the sky and the earth, accompanied by the dragon power of thunder and hurricanes, he felt a little sad in his heart. A look of regret.

His inherited memory was a magnificent war scene in which the well-established Horned Eagle Knights and Pegasus Knights charged against the dragons and successfully strangled adult dragons and even ancient dragons.

Flying war beasts that may be able to fight with ancient dragons, and even dare to charge against legendary dragons, were raised by the elves to be as timid as sparrows, and actually fled in all directions when faced with the menacing dragons.

Compared with the flying pets that are not much different in appearance, the dragons can't help but sigh.

Since the collapse of the ancient elven empire, the existing elves have lost too much, not just the glory and glory of the ancient times.

"Dragon clan, what do you want to do?"

Tyrell led thirteen adult colored dragons to fall from the sky, blocking all the Silver Moon elves who built their palaces among the canopies of the Tree of Life, and blocking all directions in which they could escape.

The dragons came too fast. Of course, the most important thing is that these elves lost their vigilance and their reaction was extremely slow. After the alarm bell rang, the dragons had already descended over the tree of life. At this time, they were still It took the Silver Moon Elf to react.

"Trespassing without our invitation is an invasion. Do you want to declare war on us?"

There was an elf whose face was reddened and looked extremely angry, almost turning into purple. He was holding a gorgeous sword-shaped ornament with a hollow sword body, and asked loudly and fiercely.

"That's right, Dragon Clan, this is the city of our elves. You are not welcome here, especially you colored evil dragons."

There were also Silver Moon elves, who looked at the color dragon that came with Diril, as if they had seen the most filthy and filthy thing in the world. They were extremely irritable and angry, as if they had been greatly humiliated.

"Leave here immediately, this is your final warning, otherwise you will not only face the wrath of our queen, but also the wrath of the gods!"

This time it was not just a warning, but even a quite severe threat. The elf who spoke out looked solemn and solemn, like the representative chosen by the elven gods.

Dirrell couldn't help laughing when he looked at the dozen or so Silver Moon elves in front of him who were not afraid of the arrival of the dragons at all, but even dared to threaten or even expel them.

"Originally, I was still considering whether to save some face for your Queen Rosalind, but now it seems that I have too many concerns."

"Dragon Lord?"

The mature green dragon Katherina has always been paying attention to the changes in Dirrell's expression. When she saw this dragon master who was promoted to a legendary dragon in a very short period of time through unknown means, she laughed out loud and immediately stepped forward.

"Um!"

Tyrell waved his claws casually. He was too lazy to say anything to these elves. There was no need to argue. It was better to educate them with blood and killing, otherwise these ridiculously naive guys would not be able to recognize the reality.

He took in these elves and allowed them to build cities in the world he conquered. However, these guys had only lived there for a long time before they thought the cities they built belonged to them, and even wanted to expel him, the orthodox lord.

He had buried countless undead souls and cut off the channels through which one side could conquer the undead forces coming from multiple planes, and only then did he gain this world.

The elves want to seize the land from his hands, so let's exchange it with blood and bones.

"Dirrell, what do you want to do? Have you forgotten your identity? Have you forgotten how you came to Sedelin Islands?"

Only then did they start to panic when they saw the many colored dragons slowly approaching with malicious intentions, roaring with malice and roaring with excitement, and the many Silver Moon elves living at the top of the tree of life.

"What qualifications do you have to question the Dragon Lord? You ridiculous pointed ears don't even know where you should be."

Katharina laughed mockingly. She was once the Emerald Dragon Mother who ruled a jungle and was considered a member of the Dragon Lords. She was very aware of dragons' possessiveness of land.

Although they are metal dragons, there is no essential difference in dragons' desires in this regard, and no dragon will tolerate it. Any creature other than yourself takes over your land, even if it is the same kind.

"If you have anything to say to these idiots, just eat them."

The red dragon Lauralis was a little impatient. It was so rare to get the opportunity to eat elves under the rule of a bronze dragon. She didn't know how long she would have to wait next time, maybe she would never wait.

"You are the idiot. The Bronze Code stipulates that intelligent creatures are not allowed to feed. Do you want to violate the code in front of the Dragon Lord?"

Isaac, the female red dragon's former partner, mocked him whenever he could.

"Intelligent creatures? Apart from us dragons, where are there any intelligent creatures in this tree?"

When Lauralis heard this, she immediately looked around

Seeing this ferocious and cruel red dragon with bright red scales actually humiliating and scorning them, the Silver Moon elves living on the Tree of Life almost blushed with anger. Even the timid elves couldn't help but feel a burst of anger. Turbulence, then, continues to anger.

"Hahaha, Red Scale, you are absolutely right. Apart from us, there are no intelligent creatures in this tree. There are only a group of brainless creatures that look very similar to elves."

Jon, the leader of the blue dragons, laughed loudly.

"I suspect these elves are shapeshifters in disguise."

"Don't talk nonsense, shapeshifters are not that stupid. You are slandering shapeshifters."

"That's true."

The evil dragons spoke a few words and wantonly mocked these Silver Moon elves who wanted to maintain their aloof and arrogant attitude. Seeing these high elves, they trembled with anger under their words, and these evil dragons became even more presumptuous.

"Lord Tyrell, please put aside your anger for a moment and we can explain to you."

While the evil dragons were toying with the Silver Moon Elves, three elven elders with emerald green silk hair went upstream and climbed to the top of the Tree of Life, which they had never climbed before. They trembled under the suppression of the dragon's power that seemed to be substantial. He walked majestically in front of Tyrell.

"What are you trying to explain to me?"

Seeing these three wood elf elders who dared to stand in front of him under the gaze of the Color Dragon Clan, Tyrell only found it interesting and ridiculous.

"I don't know why you are so angry, but there must be a misunderstanding!"

The leader of the elf elders said quickly.

"I don't know why I'm angry? Misunderstanding?"

Tyrell looked at the elf elder with a pleading look on his face and couldn't help laughing again. Then he controlled his smile and looked up and down at the wood elf elder with a gentle tone.

"I remember you. If I remember correctly, you used to manage this tree city. So, tell me, what happened to these Silver Moon elves? Why did they build a palace on the Tree of Life?"

"What qualifications do mere wood elves have to guard the Tree of Life? This is a gift from the elven gods to us high elves. Allowing them to live nearby is already our greatest concession and regression."

Before the wood elf elder could answer, the silver moon elf, whose face had turned black and purple because of the color dragon's humiliation, replied angrily.

"Did I let you speak?"

The emerald-green dragon tail made air-piercing and air-exploding sounds, and directly hit the belly of the Silver Moon Elf who opened his mouth. The sound of bone breaking and flesh tearing also followed. Under the powerful force, the sharp dragon tail Like a war blade, it directly cut off the body of the Silver Moon Elf.

Bright blood flowers bloomed in the air, and broken organs accompanied by blood were thrown out from the body that was broken into two parts. The self-proclaimed noble Silver Moon Elf still had strong vitality. She fell to the ground, letting out pain. Howling, hoarse,

"Oh, no, I can't die!"

This sudden change caused some of the Silver Moon elves who originally wanted to speak to be silent and did not dare to speak anymore, while other elves looked at this bloody scene and froze on the spot, their minds blank and their bodies Stiff, like a wooden stake, at a loss.

"Mother tree, why? Why didn't you protect me? Why did you let the evil dragon hurt me?"

The Silver Moon Elf, whose vitality was rapidly passing away, did not look at the green dragon that cut her in half. Instead, she raised her beautiful face soaked in blood, looked at the leafy and fragile tree crown above her head, and let out a cry that was almost resentful. question.

"What is this idiot talking about?"

Even the chromatic dragons who were mocking the elves couldn't help but look at each other in confusion. The Silver Moon Elf's reaction really made them unable to understand.

"She seems to think the tree will protect her?"

"I've never heard of anyone being protected by the Elf Tree of Life. This is not an ancient tree of war."

"Maybe it was a mistake?"

"Her brain was eaten by the Brain Eater?"

"Maybe."

The chromatic dragons felt that they could no longer understand the elves, but the rest of the Silver Moon elves saw the miserable end of their kind and finally recognized the bloody reality.

"What happened? Why didn't the mother tree protect her?"

"Are the gods no longer favoring us?"

The Silver Moon elves were completely panicked. Their biggest reliance was knowing that the tree of life here would actively protect the elves and fight against the evil dragon. However, the facts that happened before them were completely inconsistent with the news they had heard.

In order to protect the wood elves, they once strangled the tree of life of three young green dragons, but now there is no reaction when faced with a mature green dragon. Is it because they, the silver moon elves, are not as good as the wood elves?

This must be impossible.

"answer my question."

Tyrell just glanced at it, and then continued to ask the wood elf elder who was in a sluggish state. But at this moment, the wood elf elder was shocked by the sudden change and lost the ability to speak. Her mouth opened and closed several times. But no sound came out at all.

"Do you think that you Wood Elves are inherently inferior to the Silver Moon Elves? No matter what the Wood Elves gain, they should dedicate it to the High Elves and serve them unconditionally. Is that true?"

Tyrell did not hide his voice, and even used some tricks to make his voice spread throughout the tree city.

Because of the arrival of the dragons, some of the wood elves were scared and hid, and even the wood elves who fled outside the city heard the sound that spread throughout the city. The fleeing wood elves stopped, and those who were hiding couldn't help but stretch their arms. The brain listens.

The information contained in the sound. It aroused many wood elves who resonated from the bottom of their hearts and nodded subconsciously. No one wants their hard work to be stolen by others, and no one feels that they are born low.

"No, it's not."

Under Tyrell's scolding, the stunned Wood Elf elder reacted and quickly shook his head in denial. Even if he believed that the Silver Moon Elf was nobler than himself, he would not admit that he was inferior.

"If not, then what did you do?"

Tyrell smiled and said,

"Give the tree that tens of thousands of your people worked so hard to build to the Silver Moon Elves who did not participate in the construction, and let them build a palace on the tree of life that you believe in, while you serve them like slaves."

"That's not the case, Lord, you don't know something."

The wood elf elder had a bitter look on his face and wanted to try to explain.

"Silver Moon Elves are the gods..."