Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Why are you still standing there? If you don't quickly locate this dragon and assist Master Gonzalo, do you want the tragedy that happened in Elmond Continent to happen again in our Kingdom of Bultan?"

A harsh and angry scolding sounded from the communication stone, and Marquis Langdon, who was standing in mid-air, felt that his mouth was filled with bitterness.

Because at this moment, looking down from his position, he could only see the vast expanse of pure white, which was the cloud and mist that appeared after the unknown metal dragon clan fought against the mage tower relying on the royal city.

This completely irreversible fog engulfed the entire city, and even the surrounding areas were swallowed up. From his position, he could not even see the outline of the city.

Standing still in the air for a long time, he almost lost his sense of direction. If it weren't for the pulling force from the earth, he wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between up and down.

"Bronze dragon, I understand. This dragon is a bronze dragon. Only bronze dragons can fight in this way."

The dragon scholar who was swallowed up by the fog together with Marquis Langdon suddenly reacted and became excited for a moment, and then he fell into confusion again.

"But why did it become like this? What factors caused such a special change? Is it a hybrid between a bronze dragon and a golden dragon?"

"No, my father and mother are both pure bronze dragons. I just underwent a special evolution."

A gentle voice sounded, and a huge shadow emerged from the clouds. Marquis Rand felt horrified. But just as he pulled out the alchemy sword that the dwarf craftsmen had forged with a lot of money, an irresistible force fell on his hand. superior.

As a legendary sword master, the moment the sword appears in his hand, it becomes part of his body. There is no way he will let the sword escape his hand.

Therefore, in the thick clouds and mist, a ball of blood flowers bloomed in the sky, mixed with flesh, blood and bones, and was thrown down from the sky with an exquisite and beautiful long sword.

The legendary swordsman lost his right forearm and the entire palm in just one moment of contact. The legendary powerful regeneration ability allowed the bones and flesh to re-grow in the broken part of the arm.

It won't take long for him to have a brand new right hand again. Moreover, he still has another intact palm at the moment. He still retains considerable fighting power, but he is a little afraid to take out another long sword.

"I can take this as your stress reaction, but I hope there won't be a second time."

Tyrell looked down in his eyes, no matter how insignificant a human being was, only after personal contact did he understand how big the gap was between the ordinary legends among the short-lived species and him. This was a gap that could not be filled by numbers.

The only person who could pose a threat was the legendary mage who had stationed himself in the mage tower. Tyrell had to admit that the legendary spell cast by the other party with the help of the mage tower had the power to tear his body apart.

The legendary mage, with full firepower and no need to worry about any consumption, is worthy of standing at the apex of all human professions. In a normal encounter, the legendary mage would either run away or be killed, so there is no way to fight with him.

"I am the Marquis of the Bultan Kingdom, and I cannot be timid at a time like this!"

Marquis Langdon slowly turned around and looked at the half outline of the giant dragon emerging from the clouds and fog. The fog was too thick, even with his eyesight, he could not penetrate it. He could not see the whole body of the giant dragon. He could only see He could see the opponent's head and part of his neck protruding from the thick fog.

The dragon power that had turned into reality tortured his soul with unprecedented oppression, but he suppressed the fear in his heart with his strong will.

Although he received support from his family during his practice, pure resources cannot create a legend. He has a strong will to muster courage in the face of fear. No legend's achievements rely on wealth and luck.

Moreover, he also knows his identity, and he absolutely cannot escape now, not only by holding him responsible later, but more importantly, by escaping at this moment, everything that happens now will become a nightmare that he will never forget.

He will stay at the current level of power for the rest of his life and can no longer move forward. If this is the case, then he would rather die here. Even if this matter has nothing to do with him at the beginning, he is just unfortunately involved. Just an unlucky guy.

"remarkably brave!"

Tyrell could hear the human legend's increasingly heavy breathing, and his heart beating faster and faster in his chest. His body was still afraid, but his mind was no longer afraid.

Although the opponent's strength is weak, this will is worthy of praise. Only when a small creature has such a will can it be possible to break through the many shackles.

"But you are still not qualified to fight me. Seeing how cooperative you are, I will give you a chance!"

Under the pitiful gaze of the dragon, Marquis Langdon broke out completely. He took out a spare sword and burst out with the most brilliant brilliance in his life.

Only attacking but not defending, without any protection, just to cut away the dragon-shaped shadow hanging over his head. He must never let this situation become a nightmare that shrouds him throughout his life. He must cut off everything, including his own fear and timidity. ridiculous emotions.

Zheng!

The sharp blade broke through the clouds and collided with the sword in the hand of the legendary sword master. The dazzling sword light was cut into two pieces on the spot. Then Langdon felt that his body was torn apart and he could no longer feel anything in his lower body.

"It's actually a dragon's tail!"

After seeing what it was that he had unleashed all his strength and potential but was still unable to resist, Langdon couldn't help but reveal a sad smile on his face. Then he felt unable to relax and allowed his body to fall to the ground.

"interesting."

Tyrell, who cut a legend in half with a flick of his tail, was not in any happy mood. His attack was actually a bit like a sneak attack. His tail blade could be said to be all over his body, except for the dragon horns and teeth. The hardest part.

A normal dragon would not have such a sharp blade growing from the tip of its tail, but even if the opponent is prepared, the result will not be any different, just crush it in all directions.

"You can develop into a dragonborn!"

Dirrell sensed the faint life below, falling to the ground, like a candle in the wind, and began to think about it.

With his strength, he could ignore the power of ordinary human melee professional legends, but the will of these legends attracted his attention.

The mind and will honed through countless trials can withstand the erosion of dragon blood. The probability of each legend transforming into a dragonborn must be 100%.

But the premise is that these legends are willing to accept it. The creatures who can become legends have their own pride and will not succumb to others easily.

The gap is so big that there is a slight chance, but it is uncertain. After all, they still have the title of nobility. God knows what they will think in their minds. People who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the pursuit of illusory things have never been seen in the world. All quite a lot.

"Wait a minute, Your Excellency Bronze Dragon, you are a good dragon who upholds justice. Although our Kingdom of Bulta has offended you unintentionally, we are willing to provide you with compensation that satisfies you. We have no intention of engaging in any acts of war with you."

Tyrell didn't want to pay attention to the humans in the clouds, and ignored them as if they were plankton. However, some people still had the courage to call Tyrell to stop the negotiations that had not started, and stop this increasingly serious situation.

However, when the humans flying into the sky wanted to stop this war, a blazing red gold light pillar pointed directly into the sky, and everything in its path was evaporated.

However, when this crimson light was no longer maintained, the mist tunnel that penetrated was filled in an instant, and the situation did not change in any way.

The human who spoke felt the heat so close to him, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on his face, but he still wanted to stop it.

"This is a misunderstanding..."

However, Tyrell didn't pay any attention to it. He knew what this attack was.

A legendary spell improved from the nine-ring spell Sun Flame Explosion. This is the spell that best restrains undead and dark creatures, but it can also restrain water-loving creatures.

Obviously, the mage in the mage tower also analyzed which metal dragon clan he belonged to through the elements he mobilized, so he kept using such targeted spells to harm him.

However, this legendary spell improved from Yangyan Burst, with the blessing of the mage tower, can indeed burst out with stronger lethality and destructive power, but no matter how powerful the attack is, it must hit to be useful.

cloud magic

Spells that can be mastered by young dragons with good talents are one of the unique racial talents of bronze dragons. However, this seemingly ordinary basic racial talent spell, when used by Tyrell, appeared extremely exaggerated and... Horrifying effect.

He can easily cover a city. If someone foolishly rises to the sky, he will even lose his sense of direction in the clouds and mist and become a headless fly scurrying everywhere.

He surrounded the entire city with the power of a dragon, cutting off the connection between the inside and outside, but this was not enough, and Tyrell was not satisfied with this.

King of Blue Ting

He wants to replicate the record of the ancestral blue dragon. Of course, he cannot be as unscrupulous as the Color Dragon Clan, and the Metal Dragon Clan's signature must not be lost.

Therefore, Dirrell's goal is to break through the mage tower, and to do this, he must break through the defensive formation that envelopes the entire city.

This is what he is doing now. Thousands of thunders that are constantly growing in the clouds and mist are constantly bombarding. He uses his own elemental authority to maintain the attack.

However, this kingdom capital is relying on burning wealth, consuming the defensive foundation accumulated by this city since its establishment. The moment the foundation is exhausted, the magic circle will be broken.

Tyrell didn't know how long this defensive formation could last, but it didn't matter. As a dragon, the most important thing is patience.

Just relying on a few elemental pools in the Mage Tower is not enough to maintain such a huge defensive array. When the entire city's defense collapses, it is time to start negotiations.

At this time, it was time to talk to the human kingdom about the issue of compensation. Cutting off land and the like were necessary terms. As for the amount of compensation, Tyrell didn't care, but it could be used as a supplement.

However, Tyrell, who had gradually gained the patience of a dragon, overestimated the ability of the city's dignitaries to withstand pressure. Faced with the huge dragon shadow looming in the clouds and the legend of losing contact outside the city, panic was inevitable. Spreading across the city, up and down.

The strong pressure even affects the mage tower. The only legendary mage in mankind who has the possibility of counterattack or even victory, Gonzalo.

The nobles kept urging the strongest human race in the city to quickly get rid of the dragon shadow hovering above their heads, so that they could settle down and do what they liked.

As a rational mage, Gonzalo certainly didn't want to pay attention to these pigs, but a normal legendary mage would not build a mage tower in the capital of the human kingdom.

As a result, under the unbearable disturbance, the translucent defensive cover covering the capital began to flicker and flicker. Under the lightning strikes, cracks began to appear, and dense clouds and mist began to pour inward along the gaps created by the thunder.

Screaming, crying, and roaring, the order of this huge city collapsed almost instantly, and chaos swept the entire city.

Crime also appears with the emergence of chaos. There are righteous people who want to stop it, but given the huge population base of this city, their efforts are like small pieces of soil washed away by the flood under a breached dam. heap.

However, the intensive appearance of criminal acts immediately stimulated Diriel. The dragon's roar sounded as the city's first defense was completely shattered. Hundreds of thunder also descended at this moment, taking away the power in an instant. killed hundreds of people.

"Those who take advantage of the chaos and commit crimes shall die!"

A deep and heavy sound like rolling thunder spread throughout the city. The giant dragon flew past in mid-air, breaking through the thick fog, and the figure that appeared in the eyes of the city residents was so dazzling, brilliant and sacred.

"Metal Dragon, he is a Metal Dragon!"

There is never a shortage of experienced adventurers in the city, and there are also many who have witnessed dragons with their own eyes, especially in the capital.

Although no adventurer has ever seen Tyrell's appearance, Tyrell flew over the city and immediately stopped and punished the criminals, winning the favor of many people in an instant.

So, naturally, there was an idea and speculation that began to spread within the city.

"What did the nobles of the kingdom do to this noble dragon?"

"Those greedy dwarfs, damn vampires, it's best to let this noble golden dragon burn them all to ashes."

"Have the brains of those guys in the city been eaten? They provoked the metal dragon and they didn't admit their mistake quickly. They are still resisting."

The moment the metallic dragon's identity was revealed, public opinion began to tilt towards Dirrell, especially many residents who knew about the dragon clan but didn't know much about it. After seeing the color of Dirrell's scales, they immediately mistook him for a golden dragon.

Although public opinion is of little use to the vast majority of people, if there are beings like paladins, they will choose to wait and see and not intervene.