Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Do you still remember your name?"

Clint, the sea dragon, who had a splitting headache and a tearing feeling all over his body, shook his head, but this brought more intense pain. Thick liquid dripped from the side of his cheek, and shattered memories It began to surge, and just as the sinking consciousness gradually became clearer from the trance, he heard a rather indifferent voice, and along with the arrival of a dragon with a faint sense of oppression, a strong sense of threat also came. The body began to tremble unconsciously.

Hai Long, who was in pain all over his body, raised his head with difficulty. What he saw with his only single eye was a sacred and majestic dragon, like the legendary platinum dragon god who sat high on the Seven Hills of Heaven Mountain. His front paws stepped on it. A ferocious and ugly monster.

"Aboleth!"

The memories before the loss of consciousness surged up, and Hai Long recalled the disaster he had encountered, but the monster that once caused him to sink was now trampled under the claws of a dragon he had never seen before.

The monster's body was torn apart, and the gap that penetrated its abdominal cavity was so conspicuous that one could see inside it. There were still scorched black internal organs that flashed with thunder from time to time. Most of the tentacles extending out of its sides were destroyed by arrogant and unreasonable violence. It was torn off, and the remaining tentacles were all limp and hanging down, without any life.

"Can't remember your name? You look stupid."

He sighed with a bit of regret, and the thunder filled with the aura of destruction wrapped around his body,

"In this case, as a member of the dragon clan, I will give you the last bit of dignity!"

"Wait a minute..."

Although thinking is extremely difficult, as if a hundred sharp swords are stabbing into his brain, stirring and rolling constantly, and the pain in various parts of his body is becoming more intense and clear, stimulating his senses, but in the crisis of death, this is all possible temporarily suppressed.

"Huh? It seems that the brain has not been completely damaged. If not, I will tell you your real name, and you are the same."

Tyrell looked at the sea dragon whose limbs were broken and whose body was abnormally curved. It was almost crushed into a lump by him. He looked at the storm giant who was beating his head hard on the side.

Because the storm giant is not a legend, it is just a soul, so Tyrell did not destroy it too much. After all, it was too weak. Even without any protection, it would be difficult for this giant to cause harm to him.

"My real name is Clint Bolton."

Even though he was suffering intense pain and torture both physically and mentally, Hai Long, stimulated by the desire to survive, quickly recalled his true name. This was an inheritance engraved in his blood. Even if he lost his memory, as long as he still had consciousness, he could Impossible to forget.

"My real name is Pedro Santos."

The storm giant also revealed his real name, and he was also worried that he would be killed by the other party in the name of maintaining the honor of the storm giant race.

Because the way this dragon appeared in front of him was really terrifying. He was a storm giant cruising the ocean, and unfortunately encountered the aboleth, and he didn't know what happened next.

When he woke up again, in addition to his head that seemed to be about to explode, what he saw when he opened his eyes was the aboleth lying under him. This monster, which was comparable to an ancient evil, had been terminated.

"You don't have any valuable property on your body, so swear to me by your real names. You will be loyal to me for the rest of your life. This is the reward I deserve."

Tyrell confidently made demands to the two disabled patients who had not yet recovered.

"...I have quite a few collections in my lair, which may satisfy you."

As a sea dragon that had finally survived the millennium limit and was promoted to a legend, it could be said that it was a one-of-a-kind legendary sea dragon. When Clint heard this dragon asking him to be loyal and surrender to him, he subconsciously expressed his opposition in a more tactful way. .

If it weren't for his bloodline and origin, he would now be a noble legendary ancient dragon. Of course, he wouldn't be much worse off now. If he hadn't been unlucky and encountered the aboleth, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Therefore, after finding out that he had been rescued, he did not think there was any problem when the other party asked for payment. This was how it should be. If you want to get the help of the Dragon Clan, you must pay a sufficient price.

But the price is his freedom for the rest of his life. If he needs to serve another dragon, that is another matter. He has finally reached the age where he can dominate and has the strength to roam the sea, and yet he has to keep his head down and be a coward. Who can accept this?

Not to mention Hai Long's reluctance, even the Storm Giant, who had not yet been promoted to legend, subconsciously objected after hearing such a request.

"It is true that I have no property with me, but I can return to my birthplace and borrow it from my parents."

Unlike the cloud giants who have a tradition of following and serving golden dragons and silver dragons, the storm giants, who are the highest in the racial hierarchy, have no precedent of following any creature, unless they are Titans.

However, in the world of Kallos, Titans are legends in legends, without traces and cannot be traced. Therefore, the storm giants are unwilling to bow their fealty to any creature or existence.

Storm giants, who are naturally close to the power of storms and can throw thunder as spears, often live on floating cloud islands far away from the earth, or on islands isolated from the world.

Therefore, this kind of giant who was born with the ability to control thunder was worshiped as a god by many weak creatures on the earth before the glory of the gods was spread.

Of course, the storm giants have no nostalgia or dependence on these beliefs. Therefore, after the arrival of the gods, they do not care even if only some ignorant and barbaric places retain their faith in them.

"Does it look like I'm consulting with you, asking for your opinion?"

Seeing the two dragons and giants who were not clear-headed but still showed their resistance and dissatisfaction, Tyrell sneered. In this deep and dark abyss of the sea, dazzling thunders appeared one after another.

"Because of your pitiful strength and fragile will, you became the minions of this monster. You opened your fangs towards me, waved your claws, and pointed your weapons at me. I left you alive. What do you think it was for? ?For your pitiful savings?"

Hearing Tyrell's mercilessly humiliating words, both the sea dragon and the storm giant were ashamed and annoyed. They were both extremely proud creatures, but they were so insulted.

But they didn't dare to object. Firstly, what the other party said was indeed true. Secondly, the other party's power was too powerful and they could not resist it.

"Without me, you would still serve this monster, become his flesh and blood puppet, and become the shame of your respective tribes. You can become the monster's minions, but you are unwilling to serve me? You are despising me!"

"This is not my original wish..."

Hai Long wanted to explain, but was interrupted extremely rudely by Di Ruier.

"It is what it is, no explanation needed. Now, pay me what I deserve!"

Tyrell doesn't want to be so rude, but he doesn't want to be a good old dragon. If he talks to the two people in front of him with nice words, he will most likely be rejected politely. Not all creatures face stronger creatures than themselves. Sometimes, you will choose to surrender and bow your head.

Although he didn't expect any unexpected gains before choosing the aboleth, it would be wishful thinking to ask him to give up after he had already gained something.

"Can I ask your name?"

Clint, the sea dragon, tried hard to restore his state and make his mind clearer. He discovered his miserable state, but he did not dare to ask, let alone complain.

"I am the Storm Lord, the ancestral bronze dragon, Tyrell, who rules the entire Sedellin Islands and the harbor of Punolando."

Tyrell's name is worth mentioning in the newspaper. He has not received a particularly prominent title so far. He needs to obtain it in the war, but after this war, he should be able to obtain a particularly dazzling honorific.

"Are you the Ancestral Dragon?"

Clint, the sea dragon, whose mind was originally as confused as a ball of mush, quickly caught the most important and eye-catching words, and his spirits were lifted. In an instant, his attitude was completely different from before.

"What? Doesn't it look like it?"

Di Ruier couldn't help laughing when he saw the arrogant attitude in front of him and respectful in the back. When he laughed, the heavy dragon power in this sea area also became much weaker, and the I don’t know how much the pressure has decreased.

"I have never seen an ancestor dragon!"

Clint, the sea dragon, said honestly. At this moment, he looked at the aboleth being stepped on by Tyrell, and he felt a lot relieved. No wonder the monster that could easily control him would be killed. It turned out that the other party was the ancestor. Dragon, then there is no problem.

"Then, are you willing to swear allegiance to me by your real name?"

"If you don't mind my old age, I will."

This time, Sea Dragon Clint did not hesitate much. After he responded, he proved it with actions. He swore to the Dragon God by his real name.

He also believes in a very low-key and not well-known dragon god, Estelabo. This is the goddess of wealth of the dragon clan. Her priesthood is harvest, status, and wealth. The last priesthood allows her to have a certain number of dragon believers. , as well as believers of other races who desire wealth and status.

A legendary sea dragon made an oath to follow, and soon received a response from the Dragon God. Tyrell even felt the gaze of a great being from outside the territory, which paused for a moment on him, and then glanced at him. And passed.

Follow the contract established!

The contract witnessed by the Dragon God has extremely high effectiveness. Although it is not as good as the Ring of Dominance, there is basically no need to worry about betrayal. The Dragon Clan's promises, even if they are not bound by an oath, will basically be fulfilled.

Of course, Di Ruier is not worried about the other party's failure to fulfill his obligations. He has already weighed the weight of this sea dragon. Although the other party is in a state of dementia and brainlessness, even if he regains his brain, it will still be in his hands. Can't change the world.

"how about you?"

After successfully conquering the legendary sea dragon as the ancestral dragon, Tyrell turned his attention to the storm giant whose face gradually became tougher.

"What do you plan to do with me if I still refuse to be loyal to you?"

The ancestral dragon has extraordinary significance for ordinary dragons, but Pedro is completely unfazed and remains unmoved.

"Didn't you say that? Borrow the remuneration paid to me from your parents."

Seeing this guy who still upheld the pride of the storm giant and was unwilling to bow to him, Tyrell showed a malicious smile.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance. As long as your parents can pay the fee for hiring the ancestor dragon, you can leave me. Otherwise, you must work for me to repay the debt."

"Owed?"

"Of course, since you are unwilling to be loyal to me, you naturally owe me a debt."

It didn't sound like there was any problem, so Storm Giant Pedro remained silent because he couldn't refute. The other party had no obligation to save him. Instead, he had the need to pay the other party a reward after being rescued.

"By the way, this debt will still have interest before you pay it off, so I suggest you contact your parents as soon as possible and pay it off as soon as possible."

Tyrell added that his malice was no longer concealed, while Clint, the sea dragon who had lived for more than a thousand years, remained silent. He could not tell that this storm giant was finished.

Originally, he was able to serve a noble ancestral dragon with him as a follower, but now because of his stubbornness, he was burdened with a huge debt. As a debt slave, he worked with him, and his status was even more miserable because he could not There is a superior-subordinate relationship, and treatment is out of the question.

Storm Giant Pedro also saw the malice in this dragon's words and the danger contained in the debt, especially the interest. Therefore, what he wants to know now is, what is the cost of hiring an ancestral dragon to take action?

When he asked Tyriel about this, the dragon whose request was not met laughed and gave an answer that still sounded reasonable,

"I have not yet accepted employment from any force or individual, so I cannot give a specific amount. I need to go back to discuss with my subordinates, and perhaps I need to ask for advice from more ancient dragons, the ancestral dragons from long ago. , what price do you need to pay to invite them to take action, I will give you an answer based on their price."

Hearing Tyrell's words, Storm Giant Pedro's face was extremely ugly. Perhaps he should have been loyal to this dragon just like the sea dragon, but things have developed to this point. There is no turning back. He must protect the The storm giant's dignity gritted its teeth and persisted.

"Well, I defeated the Aboleth and gave you a new life. Now you should cheer for the new beginning of your life. At the same time, you should also serve me and pay off your debts."

Tyrael commanded the storm giant unceremoniously,

"Now, drag this monster back to my city and demonstrate my achievements to my subjects."

"..."

Storm Giant Pedro walked towards the Aboleth silently. He could see the unreasonableness and overbearingness of this unilaterally imposed debt, but he had no reason to protest or the power to oppose it. .