Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Are these guys okay?"

Among the shaking mountains, the shadows continued to spread, and then connected with reality. Tyrell held one end of the ice chain in his hand and dragged a white-haired old mage out of the shadows.

You don't need to cast a spell, you can see, standing on the mountainside, you can see a meat mountain monster running rampant among the high-rise buildings in the distant city, devouring everything it can come into contact with.

War aircraft are speeding through the sky, dropping weapons one after another like beans. The flames are boiling, the city is burning, and the steel is melting. The monsters are calm among them, and they will attack all around her. Treat it as a fireworks show and remain unmoved.

"Demon Lord of the Mountain? Why was she released again?"

The white-haired mage, who was tightly bound by the ice chain, looked at the monster raging in the distant city and recognized the identity of the other party at a glance. He was a little confused.

"What era is it now?"

"have no idea."

Tyrell looked back at the white-haired mage. Although he was an old man who looked very old, he did not have any kindness or kindness. On the contrary, because of the dark curse mark on his face, he looked very sinister and fierce. Difficult to live with.

However, after Di Ruier communicated with the old mage using a method common to all realms, it can be said that the old mage told everything he knew, and he said whatever he asked.

Tyrell wanted to know everything related to the Shadow Mask, and he told it like a dumpling. Even the origin and origin of the Shadow Soldiers, he also told them everything, and also shared his research results.

Each shadow soldier has his own conscious thinking. As long as he gives an order, they will execute it according to their own understanding.

This kind of intelligence is certainly not a simple shadow creature. The vast majority of shadow creatures are like wild beasts, acting on instinct and do not have this level of wisdom.

These shadow soldiers were transformed from the day after tomorrow, using living people as raw materials. They were transformed before they were alive, and then through a series of magic rituals, they were transformed into immortal shadow soldiers, so that they would always obey orders. Army of Shadows.

The manufacturing process is quite cruel, because for those who accept this transformation, they have to endure pain that is enough to collapse their sanity. The most important thing is that after completion, the transformed people will become self-aware thinking, but can only obey orders. Shadow puppet.

However, even after knowing the birth and origin of the Shadow Corps, Tyrell had no intention of giving up, and instead became more interested.

If these shadow soldiers were born through the shadow authority of this world, then he has no way. Unless he has the power to change the laws of the world, it is impossible to create a similar legion. But these soldiers are man-made creations, then You can learn from it and imitate it.

As for the cruel and bloody process of creating shadow soldiers, to be honest, it is not worth mentioning in Tyrell's eyes. There is no right or evil in the technique, let alone good or evil. The key is how to use it.

No matter which world it is in, there are always criminals who rely on their strength to commit violence against weaker people. Some people have committed such heinous crimes that even exhausting the world's criminal laws is not enough to relieve their hatred. They use them as raw materials for making shadow soldiers, but they are nothing more than objects. Make the most of it.

Therefore, Tyrell dragged this old mage back just to dig out the specific method of making shadow soldiers from his hands, and then after returning to Kallos, he would improve it according to the different laws of the world and create something that could be used by him. Shadow Corps.

Needless to say, the Shadow Legion, as the main legion, may not be suitable for participating in wars, but if it is for reconnaissance, tracking, and assassination, it is very useful and is definitely a first-class auxiliary legion.

The shadow creatures summoned in the material world often do similar work. They are shadows after all. However, there has not yet been an active shadow force on the scale of a legion.

"What are those guys doing? Why haven't you sent the demon lord back to hell yet?"

The white-haired mage stared at the demons raging in the city. He saw the radiance of the magic spell, but the subsequent changes made him confused, or even incomprehensible.

The demon that was marching and wreaking havoc in the city paused, and a mountain rock pillar rose from under its feet, blocking it in front of it. A curse that was considered fatal to it was blocked.

"This is wrong!"

The white-haired mage, who was originally just having fun and watching the excitement, looked at the mountain rock pillars rising in the city, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Why does she know how to use magic? This shouldn't be the case!"

"Isn't it normal to know magic?"

Tyrell looked at the fat mountain of meat that seemed to flash from one end of the city to the other, assessed the power it displayed, and asked casually.

The power that this demon lord has shown so far is not enough to surprise him, and it does not match the name, but the nature of the power it possesses makes him slightly surprised.

Because the entire island's ley lines are responding to this demon, allowing this monster to use the power of the earth as it pleases.

It is really inappropriate to call such a power a demon. This is clearly a characteristic of some earth gods who were born with power when the world was born and civilization had not yet sprouted.

"But she shouldn't know magic. All the knowledge she has should be forgotten in hell."

The white-haired mage, who originally looked like he was just watching the excitement, now looked flustered.

"Tell me more, what is hell?"

Tyrell did not hide his curiosity and just asked if he didn't understand. He was not a native of this world. During this period, he focused all his energy on the Black Shadow Corps, figuring out how to create a legion of his own. He was also interested in other matters. No interest.

Now that his shadow army has a clue, he can put his extra energy on other places, such as the so-called eight demon lords.

"Hell is..."

The white-haired mage gave Dirrell a brief introduction to the science. The so-called hell is a place of nothingness. After being imprisoned in it, the power will be consumed over a long period of time. Not only that, but even Memories will gradually be forgotten.

During the long period of suppression, even after the demon lords who once divided and dominated the world were released, they behaved like brainless beasts with no powerful power and no understanding of anything.

Even if they come out, the existing mages can send them back according to the magic spells recorded in ancient books, and they will not pose a threat to modern civilization at all.

But now the situation is different. What this demon just showed is clearly the power of combining talent and using magic. This is the power that demon lords can show in the oldest period.

"so."

Dirrell nodded, finally understanding. Such an abnormal situation could basically be confirmed to be directed at him. Otherwise, according to the rules of balance in this world, it would be completely unnecessary.

"Can you let me go? I want to go over and help. We can't let this demon lord stay here anymore. She must be sent back to hell as soon as possible."

The white-haired old mage asked Diril.

"It's not necessary, just stay here, I'll go over and take a look!"

Tyrell rejected the white-haired mage's request without hesitation, and then ordered to the dragon spirit on his body,

"Watch this old guy and don't let him escape, otherwise I will let you enter the shadow dimension and catch him."

Eee~

The elves responded one after another, and Dirrell opened a portal and disappeared in front of the white-haired mage.

"What kind of curse is this?"

He originally thought that he had reached the pinnacle in the field of magic, and that he could even live in the shadow dimension as a human body. However, looking at the power displayed by the being that dragged him out of the shadow dimension, the old mage couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Dad, something is very wrong!"

In the collapsed building, Chenglong, who was dodging left and right, frantically dodging flying rocks, howled loudly.

Fighting against demons should have been a familiar thing for him. He had been struggling with such monsters for the first half of his life, but this time, it was obviously the second time he had faced them, but he felt something was very wrong.

"Dad saw it."

An old and huge aura head floated in mid-air, following the man wearing armor, but jumping freely between buildings, doing various flexible jumping movements, a trace of sadness could not help but appear on the old face.

"Then what should we do now? The magic spell we configured can't hit her!"

"Let Dad think about it."

The demon lord who gradually recovered his memory and regained the power to rule the world in ancient times has made many contemporary mages feel troubled.

Although there are spells for restraint, the opponent is no longer the brainless powerful beast before, but a wise demon lord. There is an essential difference between the two.

"Dad, can you ask that gentleman to help? If we continue to fight, this city will be destroyed!"

Chenglong suggested, having never felt such strong pressure.

"But dad can't find him now. He asked dad for a magic spell to enter the shadow kingdom. He should have entered the shadow world now."

"Ah, what should we do?"

"You can leave now and leave the rest to me."

When the man let out a helpless wail, the space was torn apart. Tyrell stepped out of it. A quiet and peaceful green mountain peak could be seen in the gap in the space.

"I found you, outsider!"

The moment Tyrell appeared, the entire building began to shake. The foundation of the building seemed to be swallowed up by a quagmire and began to sink.

Hundreds of meters away, the fat mountain of meat was advancing under fierce artillery fire. Those scarlet eyes that looked like pools of blood looked at Di Ruier, and the blood glowed brightly, and the aura on her body began to rise.

"She found us."

Chenglong couldn't help but scream. He had been wearing the armor left by the gods to fight against the opponent, but this monster was completely different from what he had faced before.

"To be precise, he discovered me."

Tyrell glanced at this man. He also had traces of the world's will on his body, but unfortunately, he was being gradually abandoned and was not as good as that girl.

"Let's go!"

mage hand

Tyrell stretched out his hand and picked up the man who had begun to age. After opening a random door, he threw him in.

"How long do you want to hide? Outsider, I can already smell your delicious smell!"

"tasty?"

Dirrell frowned, and the humanoid body that had long been unwilling to endure was lifted. The small body began to expand crazily. The dragon stretched its wings in the broken building, and the whole building exploded.

Rumble——

The moment Dirrell lifted the spell and released his true form, the surging elements in the sky suddenly began to stir. The sky, which was originally filled with smoke and burned by flames, became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Thunder and lightning shuttled through the clouds, and pattering rain began to fall from the clouds, and then expanded rapidly, and the large raindrops gradually extinguished the flames burning in the city.

Such a drastic change in the celestial phenomena was completed in just a few short breaths when Di Ruier appeared and stretched out his dragon wings. In the torrential rain, the giant dragon gradually rose into the sky, meeting the slowly turning Roshan. Demonic confrontation.

"Although my brothers and sisters and I should be grateful to you, without your arrival, we would have to wait until the next era to come out again.

But by then, we may have become idiots who know nothing. In order to repay you, can you let me eat you? "

The Mountain Demon looked at the giant dragon entrenched in the sky. Her body as fat as a mountain could not stop trembling. A waterfall of saliva fell from the corner of her mouth. At this moment, an appetite she had never felt before arose in her body.

There was a voice in her ear, telling her that as long as she could eat this outsider, she could become the strongest demon, the ruler of the world, and be immortal for thousands of years!

"I thought you were something, but you turned out to be a puppet!"

Tyrell looked down at the demon lord whose power was constantly expanding. The perspective of the ancestral dragons allowed him to understand part of the nature of the world.

This inevitably made him look at this demon with a bit of pity. Even though the power of this demon had already surged to the legendary level, reaching a level that was enough to compete with him, it still did not stop and continued. Inflating.

"shut up!"

After hearing what Dirrell said, the mountain demon became furious instantly. The buildings trembled and the streets were destroyed. It had appeared directly below Direal, and its arms as thick as mountains reached into the sky, trying to pull Direal out of the air. Come down.

It seems ridiculous, but at this moment, the buildings around the demon began to gradually collapse and shatter under an invisible and terrifying force. The earth also began to sink. All materials were compressed under this invisible force, moving toward Bottom collapse.

gravity!

This power from the earth is simple, direct, and difficult to resist.