Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"I think it's a perfect fit."

After being rejected one after another, Di Ruier also became angry and said casually.

"Guest, you may not know much about the purpose of these masks."

The old man's tone was still very polite, and he even introduced the origin of the mask to Tyrell.

“These nine masks were made by an evil wizard and possess powerful dark power. The user can communicate with the shadow dimension of our world and summon endless shadow soldiers.

But only here can masks exert their true power. I don’t know what will happen to other worlds, but the most likely thing is that they will probably become ordinary masks that are not even suitable as decorations. I don’t know what will happen. We do not recommend that you purchase these items. "

"Can you communicate with the power of shadows? You can also summon shadow soldiers. Once you tell me that, I'm even more interested."

Di Ruier, who was just asking casually, became interested.

"Can you show me the power of these masks? I'd like to take a look."

The material world with extraordinary power will generate shadows. Whether it is called the shadow dimension or the shadow world, the essence is the same. There are basically many shadow creatures that are not friendly to the creatures in the material world.

However, in most cases, these shadow creatures cannot come to the material plane. Only in rare cases can creatures from the material world summon them to come.

If these masks can allow the user to summon shadow soldiers who can fight, then the value is really great. It doesn’t matter whether these masks can only exert their power in this world. Even if they can’t, they can be used as a reference. manufacturing method.

"No, this is an evil mask. No matter how upright a person is, after wearing these masks, his mind will be affected by these masks, and he will eventually turn into a devil."

Before the old man could answer, the middle-aged man holding a sword and shield said excitedly, as if some bad memories had been brought back to him.

"He is right, distinguished guest, our inability to demonstrate the power of these masks would corrupt us."

"If it doesn't work, forget it. Just sell it to me."

Dirrell did not waste time. The old mage in front of him was indeed powerful, but he was about to reach the end of his life. Therefore, he stretched out his dragon claw and displayed a small crystal bottle in front of the old man. In front of the mage.

Of course, small is a relative term. To him, a vial is a jar to the two humanoid creatures in front of him.

"This is the fountain of life, and its function is very simple. It can replenish the vitality you have lost in the past years, allowing you to regain your vitality and return to your youthful self."

"Dad!"

The man with wary eyes and even a bit of hostility couldn't help but pause when he heard this introduction, and then looked at the old man, with an obvious expression of emotion on his face.

Anyone can see that this old man's time is short, and there is an extremely obvious twilight aura surrounding him. Perhaps he will close his eyes forever and leave this world at the next moment.

"What are you looking at me doing? When will you mature?"

Seeing the look in this junior's eyes, the old mage pointed his sword like a sword and struck the man's forehead hard, with a hint of hatred in his tone.

"Dad, if you want to regain your youth, you don't need anyone's help. Chenglong, you must remember that everything in the world has balance. If you want to gain it, you will definitely lose it."

"Got it, Dad."

Feeling the strength of his father's fingers again, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. He did not dare to put down the sword and shield in his hands now.

"Old mage, it's a good thing to be vigilant, but you don't have to worry that I will harm you. The spring water of life I gave you will not have any side effects after drinking it, and there is no need for you to pay the price."

Rejuvenating and regaining youth is of course what everyone desires. However, even in the world of Carlos where extraordinary power exists, if you want to do this, there will often be many serious consequences. After all, it violates the law of life.

Among the group of nobles, the most common thing is to transform oneself into a vampire or a werewolf. Needless to say, the price that needs to be paid is to bear. The most tragic kind of price is naturally the undead, but it is just turning into a human being. It's just a corpse that can move.

Precisely because of this, without any side effects and without requiring people to pay a price, life can be extended, and the life spring water that returns to its peak state has become a world-famous treasure.

"No, I believe that the spring of life in your hands can restore my youth, but for my world, the best ending is for me to remain as I am now and wait for death to come.

If I continue to live, my existence will be a danger to many people. I have been a righteous wizard all my life, and I will never be greedy for life and fall. "

The old man shook his head and explained.

"Dad, how could you be a danger? You suppressed so many evils and personally sent the demons who reappeared into the world back to hell..."

The middle-aged man was puzzled that anyone could become a person who harmed the world. Even he, by chance, would be contaminated by evil forces and become a dangerous monster. But he believed that the old man in front of him would definitely not meeting.

Snapped!

The old man's fingers hit the middle-aged man's forehead again, causing him to scream in pain.

"profound!"

"Don't ask Dad to repeat it again, you stupid guy, all things are balanced, all things are balanced, how many times do you have to let Dad say it before you remember it."

"I've remembered it."

"Then you shouldn't have shown the look you just had. Why did the eight gods of justice disappear after they defeated the evil demon lords and sealed them into hell?"

"Because the gods... want to give the world to us humans?"

The middle-aged man hesitated.

"If the gods do not disappear and continue to exist, the world's balanced rules will definitely give birth to evil forces that can defeat the gods, or allow the demons to escape from hell again, turning into an endless war."

"Then dad, you..."

"If dad doesn't disappear, then there will definitely be an evil force that dad can't suppress. After defeating dad, this evil will cause trouble in the world for a while, and then be eliminated by another mage with powerful righteousness. "

"Sounds very interesting. Is this a balance rule unique to your world?"

Before the melancholy-faced middle-aged man could sigh, Tyrell, who had been listening for a while, commented. He showed an interested look and raised a possibility.

"What would happen if I came to your world?"

Hearing Di Ruier's words, the old mage suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth. Who knows what will happen if this dragon comes to their world? The balance rules of their world, sometimes he will curse a few words, it is simply wrong.

"I wonder which mask the guest is interested in?"

"Your way of diverting attention is too blunt, old mage. But are you willing to sell these masks to me now?"

Seeing the old mage who was beginning to compromise, Tyrell smiled and said that he was not joking just now, but really had practical ideas.

If the rules of this world are really as special as the old mage said, then he wants to see what changes his arrival will bring to the balance rules.

Creation gave birth to a being with similar strength to him, and became his enemy in order to achieve balance?

In that case, he can go there. He has always wanted to find a creature that is not much different in strength to compete with him and improve his combat skills.

"This is an antique store. Since the customer insists on wanting it, I have no reason not to sell it."

This is what the old mage said, but now he is eager to send this plague god away quickly, not wanting him to continue to spy on his world.

It has not been easy for him to protect the world until now. If this guy comes here, then all the things he has done for most of his life will be in vain. All the suppressed and sealed monsters and ghosts may come out.

The existing order of the world will completely collapse, and the world's pattern will return to the ancient times. Gods and demons will fight and fight in the sky. Natural disasters such as fire from the sky, landslides, tsunamis, earthquakes, etc. will become extremely frequent and ordinary. Mortals can do nothing but pray. It is simply a dark age like a nightmare.

"So, is the old mage satisfied with the price I gave?"

"There are too many. Such springs should not appear in my world."

Even though he is an octogenarian, this old mage does not have the slightest fear of death in his eyes. Instead, he is extremely magnanimous and even refuses the spring of life that can be easily obtained by just nodding his head.

"The guests can give whatever they want. After the mask leaves my world, it will no longer have the power to summon the black shadow army. It is just a cursed evil mask."

In fact, according to the rules of balance, the old mage should not trade masks, because each mask represents a source of darkness. After sending the mask away from the world, it means that the world has lost a source of darkness, which also represents righteousness. Strength will also be weakened accordingly.

However, in order to reduce this being's curiosity about their world and give up the idea of ​​visiting their world, just throwing out a few masks is nothing.

It is better to let both righteousness and evil decline together. In this way, ordinary people's lives will be more stable, and the era of mankind will truly come.

"Anything?"

Although the other party didn't pick anything, Tyrell couldn't help but start to have difficulties. The most difficult multiple-choice question was undoubtedly casual.

The other party can ask for anything, but he can't give it to him casually. He is a dragon who wants to build an empire. How can he be so bottomless?

"What do you think of this scale?"

After thinking for a moment, Dirrell took out half of a scale. This was a dragon scale he had replaced. Because it was damaged during the previous battle, his body shed it and grew a brand new dragon scale.

"Can."

Looking at the golden dragon scales in the hands of this exotic creature, the old mage nodded and agreed without even thinking about it.

"I wonder which mask the guest wants?"

"Can I have them all?"

"You can only choose one pair."

"Oh, then I want the biggest red ghost mask."

"……good."

Hearing that the other party picked the most important mask at a glance, the old mage was silent for a moment, but still nodded in agreement.

Being kind does not mean being easy to talk to. Although the righteous mana in him has no reaction to this powerful creature from a foreign world, it does not mean that the other party is a good person. After successive rejections, it is difficult to imagine what the other party will do once angry.

He now regrets that he accidentally revealed the special nature of the world, but who knew that other worlds do not have similar balance rules.

He is just an ordinary mage, and has never been to other worlds. Although he is knowledgeable, the world outside is indeed his blind spot of knowledge. Being able to recognize at first glance that the other person does not belong to their world is not possible. It's enough to prove his eyesight.

So, the transaction is established

The stream of golden sand is thrown down from the whirlpool, exchanging the transaction items that both parties have agreed to. This is an extremely amazing scene.

Even though he had always remained calm, the old mage couldn't help but slightly widen his cloudy eyes at this moment, watching the one-horned red ghost mask he hung on the wall of the shop disappear, replaced by a mask that was more than half a person tall. Huge golden spar scales, with electric light shining from time to time.

"This guest!"

The old mage looked at this ridiculously large scale, and then looked at the foreign creature opposite, and had a more accurate understanding of its size. Feeling the remaining power in the scale, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

There is no doubt that with this scale alone, he can create a very powerful magic weapon of justice. But the problem is that once this magic weapon is born, the balance of a mask will be missing and it will become unbalanced again. Then the evil black energy will inevitably breed and give birth to something.

"how?"

Tyrell fiddled with the ferocious-looking one-horned red ghost mask in front of him. Due to its size, it could just fit on the face of a humanoid creature, but it was not suitable for dragons.

But it's normal. There are very few equipments in this world that can be used by Long, and he has become somewhat accustomed to them now.

"Can you take this scale back? It's too valuable!"

The old mage requested.

In the world he is now in, all kinds of extraordinary powers have been hidden. The evil beings that once roamed the world have now become folk myths and even urban legends.

The old mage is actually quite satisfied with such changes, because it is conducive to the development of human beings. Human beings have found their own path. It seems that it is not bad for these beings who possess extraordinary power to be submerged in the dust and smoke of history. development of.

But the problem is, this trend has just emerged, and a guy who is so difficult to judge comes to him. A scale thrown at random has the power to break the balance.

He had already felt the black energy that was about to move.