Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"I'm fine!"

The skinny young dragon stood up, with cyan scales on the edges, clinging tightly to the bones, shining with a bright and cold metallic luster. Tyrell, who had experienced the first transformation of a dragon, no longer looked like a young child. With his majestic head and horns, the majesty of the dragon has initially appeared on his body.

"I'm sorry, I was so useless and didn't guard the dragon's nest."

Elena, who has an extremely strong personality, lowered her head. The young dragon, with many damaged scales on her body, was filled with guilt at this moment.

"You did nothing wrong. Nothing makes a dragon happier than waking up and seeing that there is still more food to eat!"

The dark green dragon eyes looked at the Warsaw fishermen who were gradually filling up the dragon's cave. His strong appetite caused his mouth to secrete a lot of saliva. The young dragon paced and moved forward slowly, its wings folded behind it.

At this moment, he could not see any of the nobility and grace of the metal dragon clan. Ignoring the color of his scales, he looked like the black dragon known as the Skeleton Dragon among the color evil dragons.

Months of slumber and transformation had already consumed all the food he had swallowed in advance. The storm crystals given to him by his parents had also become part of his bloodline talent, and all the cells in his body were craving for food.

A hungry dragon, but in front of him was one of the Bronze Dragon Clan's favorite foods - sahuagin, a group of people who kept bringing food to him.

"But……"

"It's time to eat, Sister Elena."

Tyrell couldn't bear it any longer. Every inch of flesh and bone in the dragon's body was roaring. An unprecedented hunger was attacking his sanity, and there was a group of food tempting him in front of him.

"Kill that young dragon!"

Not only Tyrell couldn't wait, the fishman nobles and priests who poured into the cave also stared at this skinny hungry dragon. Anyone with any brains could see the weakness of this dragon.

"Tear him apart!"

"I'm going to chop off his head!"

The leaders of the four-armed murlocs couldn't wait any longer. These monsters, who had become the ruling class among the murlocs by virtue of their force, and were even called barons by the lower-class murlocs, waved their crude weapons and rushed towards Tyrell.

Go both ways!

Phew~

Tyrell opened his mouth and spat out, but what spewed out from his mouth was not the deadly lightning dragon breath, nor the harmless repulsive breath, but the shining magic aura.

Cloud and Mist Technique!

The dragon's almighty talent allows Dirrell to activate a second-level spell in an instant, and the blessing of the bronze dragon's bloodline allows this spell to produce an effect comparable to a third-level spell.

The dense mist almost instantly filled the cave that was large enough for an adult dragon to move around freely. Then, in just a few breaths, it gradually became so thick that it was difficult to see even one's fingers.

Roar!

Ignoring the shocked eldest sister, Tyrell roared, arcs of electricity swirled between the dragon's teeth, and with a sudden bite, small snake-like lightning danced between the scales, making the scales even more dazzling.

Whoosh——

With a body length of more than seven meters, Tyrell would even make a group of murlocs mistake him for a young dragon. He was as agile as a cat at the moment, and his huge dragon body blended into the water mist.

In the dragon's nest, several other young dragons also realized at this moment that as a dragon, fighting in a closed environment is undoubtedly extremely disadvantageous. Because this cannot give full play to its flying advantage, but as an aquatic dragon, the bronze dragon can also create a relatively suitable combat environment for itself.

However, they cannot cast cloud and mist spells. This is a magical ability that only adolescent bronze dragons can awaken. However, they can also make the clouds and mist become denser and hide their bodies in it.

A first-level spell, hidden mist

With the cover of clouds and mist, the young dragons in the dragon's nest suddenly became much calmer. Although the fishmen are not monsters that rely solely on vision, under the cover of clouds and mist, other aspects of perception will also be greatly affected. weaken.

The young dragons took to the water like a fish in water, and Tyrell began to hunt under the cover of clouds and mist. Just as he and Elena said, these ferocious fishmen were food that came to his doorstep in his eyes.

Under the dragon's claws, the seemingly hard fish scales were as thin and brittle as paper. Among the cut flesh and blood, the white spine appeared in view.

Before the fish-man he had chosen could scream, Tyrell's dragon claw gently swiped and picked out a piece of fish meat with bright texture, with plump white fat sandwiched between the pale pink texture.

Fish-man tenderloin!

This is the tenderest meat on a fish-man's body and is a famous delicacy in the underwater world.

"This taste is really as delicious as described in the inheritance!"

He opened his mouth and swallowed the tenderloin that had been cut out alive, and Tyrell showed a look of satisfaction. This was the first time in his dragon life that he had tasted the taste of a fish-man, and he was not disappointed.

However, as soon as this piece of delicious fish tenderloin landed on the abdomen, it was digested and decomposed by gastric acid, turned into a stream of nutrients, and transported to all parts of the body.

But how could this amount of fish satisfy a dragon that had awakened from its eternal sleep? His body shape did not change at all, and his hunger actually became more intense.

As a result, the dragon's claws stained with fresh blood naturally reached towards the nearby murloc, pierced into the skull of the murloc with great skill, and cut open a murloc along the spine.

The skillful movements seem to have been repeated thousands of times. This is the inheritance derived from the bloodline of the Bronze Dragon Clan. The bronze dragons of all generations have engraved their love for the Shahua fishermen into their blood.

So much so that a young dragon like Tyrell, who has never come into contact with a murloc, can easily dismember a murloc - this is not a battle inheritance, but the processing and selection of ingredients.

Tyrell didn't think it was a battle, he was just eating. However, after he finished eating, the "dinner plate" he selected lost all vital signs.

Ordinary sahuagin were no threat to him, but it was not just the fish who broke into the dragon's lair, but also mutants and spellcasters among the murlocs.

When the baby dragon's body was slightly full and no longer shriveled, and it was as hideous and terrifying as a skeletal dragon, the wind stirred in the cave and was about to blow away the fog in the dragon's nest, causing the murlocs to lose their direction and be slaughtered by the baby dragons. situation.

"Food dares to shout too."

Listening to the murloc priestess reciting incantations and communicating with the wind element, Tyrell, who had dozens of murloc corpses lying around, sneered disdainfully.

Wind and thunder are the innate talents of the bronze dragon. The grown bronze dragon can call storms and thunder. The bronze dragon in the ancient dragon stage is the undisputed king on the vast ocean.

"Hypocritical bronze dragon!"

The fish-man priestess roared. The metal dragon clan prides itself on justice and nobility and does not feed on intelligent creatures. However, the bronze dragon loves the taste of their sahuagin flesh and blood. Therefore, this hateful metal dragon clan does not recognize them. It is an intelligent creature.