Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Chapter 229 Burp~

Sasha~

Billions of branches and leaves rustled together, making a clear and sweet sound like the collision of gold and jade. The invisible chains that ran through time and space began to shrink, and the existence that had been thrown into the community in another world began to be pulled back.

Boom!

No part of his body was intact. The big-bellied dragon with bloody flesh fell from the sky with a rain of blood and many broken limbs. The entire half plane also shook, and the sky was dyed because of the dragon's return. It was coated with an ominous blood color, and the lingering smell of blood filled every place.

Eee~

Eee~

In the time and space passage where the giant dragon returned, many little elves that shimmered with light also returned one after another, gathering together with the dragon elves in the canopy who had not had time to follow.

However, at this moment, the attention of these little guys was all focused on the giant dragon crawling under the World Tree. At this moment, it was difficult to find a complete scale on his body. The flesh and blood were rolled around, and they could be seen crystal clear, showing the appearance of jade. Glossy keel.

Anyone could see that this dragon had gone through a brutal battle, which not only left no part of his body intact, but also damaged his inner being, with cracks all over his exposed bones.

Sasha~

A feeling of anxiety was conveyed. In the shallow pit where the giant dragon had smashed, clear spring water spread from under his body, soaking his wounds and exuding a strong breath of life.

Not only that, the giant dragon's body also began to sink. A pool of spring water was shaped at the place where the giant dragon fell. The spring water containing abundant vitality gradually enveloped his whole body.

"I'm fine, it's just some minor injuries."

Dirrell felt the anxiety coming from the will of the world tree, opened his golden dragon eyes that were still shining with thunder, cracked the corners of his mouth, and laughed. He seemed to be in a great mood, not at all because of this unprecedented thing in him. Feeling miserable and disappointed.

He is one against eight, and it is not just as simple as him single-handedly defeating the eight original earth gods, the will of the world is also the end of being extremely ungrateful.

Strictly speaking, he was fighting against half of the world, and it was normal to be like this. After all, being targeted by half of the world couldn't be justified unless it was miserable.

Of course, the reason why he is in such a good mood now is not because he is still alive after being targeted by the world. The most important thing is because he has gained many unexpected benefits.

At this moment, the most conspicuous thing about him was not the wounds all over his body, exuding a tragic aura, but his belly that was so big that it made him look bloated and fat.

There is no other reason than simply eating too much to fill him up. Even with the ancestor dragon's digestion ability, his stomach was stuffed full of food, which enlarged his stomach and affected his body shape. The stomach pouch has spatial properties, and the same is true.

There is no way, who allows the will of the world to keep targeting him and giving him extra food, those demon lords, even if he swallows them, can still be resurrected.

Can't finish it, can't finish it at all.

Wind, thunder, water, sky, half of the eight demon lords can be included in his recipes.

At first, Tyrell was a little uncomfortable eating it. After all, those demon lords looked human-like, and they were also very curious.

However, when more than four demon lords gathered and began to besiege him, Tyrell completely let go. He directly transformed into an elemental dragon body that did not take physical attacks and was immune to related elemental damage, and began to swallow demons. .

After just eating it once, Tyrell tasted the sweetness. The eight demon lords are essentially the eight primordial gods. They control the power closest to the origin of the world. Eating them means eating part of the origin of the world.

This is the benefit of being targeted by the will of the world. Everything has pros and cons. As long as it is strong enough to withstand the targeting, it can be harvested in the opposite direction.

For the will of World Tree, this is also a risk that must be taken and a price that needs to be paid. If it does not end, let alone the ancestral dragon that has not yet grown up, even if the ancestral bronze dragon comes over, it can only destroy the world first. After being destroyed, we can begin to harvest the origin of the world.

But the will of the world has never suffered before, and it has to intervene. When Dirrell can withstand the pressure, he can start to plunder the power close to the origin of the world.

Of course, Tyrell also paid an extremely heavy price for this, and his injuries were the most obvious proof.

These demon lords are not fish bellies that can be kneaded at will, nor are they small mushrooms that can be picked at will. They are the original gods who master the natural laws of the world.

Although it is weaker than the real gods of faith, no matter how weak it is, it cannot be compared with ordinary legends. Coupled with the characteristics of immortality, even if Direal has the blood of the ancestral dragon, it is very difficult to fight against it. It's hard to gain much advantage.

Once there is a stalemate and a war of attrition occurs, it is Dirrell who suffers. In a short-term confrontation, one on one, Direal can have the upper hand, and one on two, in a short burst, Direal can also gain the upper hand.

But one against three, Tyrell began to be unable to cope with it. One against four, let alone that. He had to use his elemental form and go all out to fight against it, but it was difficult to gain the upper hand. As for One to eight, Tyrell brought out the Kingdom of Holy Light.

Regardless of whether they are the original earth gods or not, these demon lords do symbolize the dark side of the world, so they are also within the restraint range of the six artifacts in the Kingdom of Holy Light. Tyrell picked up the Sword of Hope and the Flag of Victory and started chopping melons. After chopping vegetables and killing until he went crazy, he still ate while killing.

But he was also beaten badly. What impressed Tyrell the most was the four-armed moon demon with a horse face and a snake body. The defensive spells he had painstakingly practiced were as brittle as paper in front of him. Just like him, it was easily torn apart by him.

It was precisely because of the appearance of this demon lord that Tyrell had to use his elemental form, otherwise he would not be able to fight.

But in terms of consumption, Di Ruier really couldn't defeat the eight-headed demon lord who had the support of the will of the world. They didn't have to worry about being injured or even dead, they could just risk their lives to attack him.

This was the worst fight Dirrell had ever fought in his life. At the end of the fight, Direal couldn't hold on any longer. He couldn't even maintain his elemental true body, because the other half of the world's divided righteousness did not reinforce him. As an outsider, he cannot be favored.

Therefore, Tyrell called to World Tree and pulled him back. If he didn't come back, he might really be beaten to death. Of course, before that, there was a greater possibility of being strangled to death.

Among the four demon lords that he included in the recipe, the weakest among them, the Sky Demon, was eaten by him eight times. Of course, even the most expressive Thunder Demon was eaten by him. Five times, the water demon was eaten by him six times, and the wind demon was eaten six times.

After these demons are eaten, with the support of the will of the world, they can be resurrected again and their strength can become stronger, but the eaten parts of them cannot disappear out of thin air.

The laws of the world can be special and different from most material planes, but no matter how special they are, they must abide by the most basic rules.

At the cost of consuming the origin of the world, it is possible to achieve incredible things that are almost made out of nothing in the eyes of creatures who do not understand it.

It is not impossible to directly erase the things that originally existed, but they have already entered Di Ruier's belly. With this ability, it is enough to directly erase the outsiders, so why bother.

"Just let me get some sleep."

Recalling the tragic battle he had experienced and feeling his stomach that was so full that he wanted to vomit, Tyrell couldn't help but feel satisfied when he felt a little proud in his heart.

Although the wounds all over his body felt numb and itchy, a strong sense of fatigue still came over him, making him want to take a nap.

After dragons are severely injured, they often repair their injuries by sleeping for a long time. Tyrell is more resistant to sleeping, because it will cause him to lose consciousness and lose control of the outside world.

But now that he was in the demiplane of World Tree, he didn't need to think too much about safety issues. Moreover, World Tree was providing him with the fountain of life and sparing no effort to repair his injuries. It wouldn't be a problem to take a nap, and it wouldn't take long.

"Wait a minute, I almost forgot!"

Di Ruier, who was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, suddenly thought of something, stretched out his dragon claw, and with a sudden strike, an old mage with gray hair and a sinister temperament rolled down and hit the newly formed spring, hitting him. Rolled a few times.

"I forgot to ask, what is your name?"

Tyrell, who had only his head exposed, looked at the old mage who was brought back by him, yawned, and asked lazily.

"I...my name is Raptor."

Originally, I subconsciously wanted to call my elders, but I have seen with my own eyes that this being in front of me fought back and forth with the eight demon lords, and even swallowed the demon lord more than once. Faced with such a being, even if he is as proud as At this moment, he had to lower his head, change his title, and introduce himself in a more humble manner.

"Raptor?"

Yawning profusely, Tyrell, who was already overwhelmed by the feeling of being trapped, barely opened a slit in his eyes and glanced at the old mage with an extremely complicated expression.

"That name doesn't sound good. I'll give you a new name. From now on, you will be called Bai Ren."

"..."

The face of the old mage suddenly twitched. If someone dared to say such words to him in the original world, he would definitely use the black energy spell he had mastered to let him know what it means to be unable to survive or die. However, Facing this existence, he lowered his head and responded respectfully with a flattering voice that made him feel sick,

"From today on, the little one's name will be Bai Ren."

"Well, that's right. I'm going to take a nap. I'll just walk around here. You can visit, but don't run around or touch."

"yes!"

The old mage who was forced to change his name had just replied when he saw that the giant dragon in front of him had completely sunk into the water and ignored him.

Seeing this scene, the old mage's expression became more complicated. He had experienced too much in a short period of time, and he was still in a trance.

As a human mage with flesh and blood, because he mastered the black energy curse that was not tolerated by the mainstream, during the period of prosperity, he was unable to change the situation and could only hide in the shadows.

Originally, he was hiding well and didn't even plan to show up in the real world, but this giant dragon who didn't know where he came from came to him and directly demanded knowledge.

He just said a word "no" and after spending countless thoughts, the fortress built in the Kingdom of Shadows was destroyed, and then came the torture that he still didn't want to recall.

But this is nothing. He has experienced too much in his life, but he was just tortured. It's not like he has never experienced it.

But when he was dragged from the shadow kingdom to reality, he saw a picture that he had never dared to imagine in his life.

There are actually eight demon lords who can single-handedly fight with the full support of the black energy. The immortal gods back then could not do this. If they dared to fight alone, they would definitely be beaten horribly.

Finally, and the most difficult thing for him to accept is that he was taken away from his original world. As a mage, he can accept new things as quickly as possible, but the most unacceptable thing is that he has spent his whole life... Learning has become useless.

Bai Ren, who was forced to change his name, could feel that most of the magic spells he had mastered had lost their effect, only a small part could take effect, and the effect of the part that could take effect was unknown.

"Do we have to start over again?"

Bai Ren raised his palm, and a gap opened in his palm, and then fangs pierced out, forming a ferocious mouth. This was one of the few abilities he could still use.

This is also his most proud achievement in witchcraft transformation. Looking at it now, it is worthy of the fact that he spent so much energy on it and can still rely on him now.

Eee~

Just when the old wizard was hesitant and tangled due to the changes in the world, and even began to re-examine himself, a clear and childish voice sounded, and then a bolt of lightning fell straight on the top of his head, making his whole body numb.

When he raised his head from his contemplation, he immediately saw an elf with dragon horns, flapping its wings similar to dragon wings, waving at him impatiently, but in a gesture of expulsion.

At this time, he discovered that nearly a hundred elves had gathered above the pond where the giant dragon was sleeping. They entered the pond in an orderly manner, and then fished out one broken piece after another. scales and pile them by the pool. They are dragon scales.

His work affected the work of these elves, so he was driven away. Bai Ren looked at the little thing in front of him that was not as long as his legs. He showed a flattering expression on his ferocious-looking face, tightened his hands, and closed his mouth in his palms. .

"I'll leave now."

Regardless of whether the little thing could understand his language, he backed away from the pool where the dragon was sleeping, and then moved around carefully and cautiously.