Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

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The Hell Demon Monte recalled his experience of more than a hundred years after entering the material world, and couldn't help but become even more silent. This was the most shameless and arrogant thing he had ever heard so far.

This giant dragon blatantly declared that it wanted to enslave him and asked him about his own feelings. How could he agree? It is clear at a glance how to choose between the freedom that requires paying a price and the unscrupulousness of being enslaved.

He has been quietly wreaking havoc in the material world for more than a hundred years. He has forgotten his original devil boss. The seal that that damn guy placed on him has long lost its effectiveness as he has been promoted and powerful.

For the top demons, as long as they enter the material world, they don’t need to worry about souls at all. What they really worry about is how to taste and harvest souls in a more efficient way. The next stage is to think about how to taste more souls. Delicious soul.

He is at this stage now. If he returns to hell, his former boss will only be able to kneel down and be his slave, but he has no intention of returning to hell.

The material world is such a beautiful place. If given a choice, no devil would choose to stay in hell instead of going to the material world.

"Thank you for your love and attention. It's just that I haven't served other creatures for a long time. I usually provide as much help as I can in a cooperative manner."

Although he was extremely annoyed by such an offensive request, he was the big devil after all. He had seen many times the unabashed shamelessness of intelligent races based on their powerful power, so he was still able to maintain a good tone at this moment.

The main reason why he was able to remain calm and calm was because his true form was not here. This legendary dragon, no matter how powerful it was, could not threaten him.

"It seems that you are developing very well in the material world."

As expected, Tyrell replied in a calm tone.

Trying to use words to convince a top-level devil who has been hiding and developing in the material world for more than a hundred years is undoubtedly a fool's errand. However, this is just a preliminary test.

From the intentions of this big devil and the transaction conditions he proposed, it can be seen that this devil must be prosperous, which makes Di Ruier's interest become stronger and stronger.

A considerable number of individuals among the Bronze Dragon Clan will establish their own territories or even empires when they have strong power or when conditions are suitable.

Some of the bronze dragon rulers are extreme and pursue a stable order. As long as they can obey the order, they don't even mind the distinction between good and evil. Even devils will be accepted.

This is not an isolated case. Devils can often be seen under the command of a bronze dragon who becomes a ruler, because this evil creature is really useful when the devil can be controlled.

Tyrell is also prepared to follow the ancestral system and imitate his ancestors. After all, the bronze dragon ruler who has used the devil has said yes, so why should he refuse?

The Hell Demon in front of him was the perfect devil subordinate in Di Ruier's opinion, not only because of his own strength, but more importantly because of the power he had developed over the years.

This guy can actually use the principality as a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with him, which shows that the power this guy has may be beyond imagination.

The jungle law of the jungle is absolute, and the civilized order established by the intelligent species is also embellished, making this law look less bloody and naked, but it always exists.

The existence of civilization requires strength to maintain, and the existence of a country is even more so. No matter which race builds a kingdom, if there are not a plurality of legends, then the ruler is not qualified to wear the crown.

The establishment and maintenance of the principality requires at least one legend. In other words, this big devil also controls at least one legend. In fact, it should be far more than that.

In fact, it is difficult to estimate the extent to which a hell fiend who lurks in the dark and concentrates on studying and developing his power can achieve. A devil who is good at playing with souls is like a fish in water when entering the material world.

This made Tyrell want it even more. If he could enslave this hell fiend, then he could pick his peaches. Who wouldn't love to enjoy the fruits of his labor?

Just the tip of the iceberg revealed by this hell fiend greatly aroused Diriel's desire to conquer. This was a goal worthy of his investment of energy and thought.

Unlike the storm giant who was full of grievances and served as his guard, because he was too weak and could be easily manipulated, even if this guy was extremely rebellious and full of unyielding will, Dirrell couldn't bring himself to show any qualities.

Of course, the most important thing is that this giant has never contacted the relatives he mentioned. As for the island on the cloud where he lives, there is not even a trace of him.

"Compared to a dragon emperor like you, everything I manage is nothing."

Facing the aggressive Tyrell, the Hell Fiend still chose to give in and avoid its sharp edge. Powerful dragons are definitely one of the most troublesome creatures in the material world, especially the metal dragons.

If possible, he doesn't want this dragon that is full of ambitions and has exaggerated desires to know its existence, but it is a pity that even if he consciously hides it well, the other party still uses unknown methods that he currently does not understand. , noticed his infiltration.

This made this conversation, and even the negotiations and transactions he wanted to make, lose his advantage from the beginning. He was even prepared to use the principality under his control to appease the dragon lord.

It was a pity that he underestimated the appetite of this dragon. Just a country could not satisfy him at all. What this dragon wanted was everything he had.

"That's too much flattery. I'm not qualified to be called emperor now. If I can conquer you, I might be able to get one step closer to being called emperor."

Tyrell did not hide his thoughts and goals at all. Demons are evil creatures who are very aware of current affairs. As long as they can find this guy and knock him down with absolute violence, I believe he can see the softness of the devil's knees.

"You think too highly of me. Compared with you beings who are destined to leave legends in the endless planes, I am just a ground rat in the gutter. I am really not worthy of your concern. If you are concerned about what I have proposed, I have no interest in the transaction, please allow me to resign."

After he finished speaking, the body of the warlock possessed by the legendary devil was ignited with blood-red hellfire. In the raging fire, he didn't even have time to cry out, and his flesh and blood began to melt and turned into charcoal. Adhered to dry bones.

The fire of hell burns so fast that even a legend has difficulty reacting. This cautious devil has been prepared to self-destruct from the beginning. Even if it is captured, it is difficult to find clues that can locate its true form.

Unfortunately, this is the area where the power of the World Tree radiates. Tyrell just stretched out his dragon claw and lightly hooked it. The soul that was burned by the fire of hell was picked out by him and hung on his fingertips. superior.

Clouds as light as gauze appeared, entwining around this miserable soul, and water and dew condensed, gradually extinguishing the fire of hell.

"Since you like it, then treat it as a little gift. I hope I will never meet you again!"

The skeletal mouth that was scorched black by the flames opened and closed, making a sharp and harsh sound, and then shattered suddenly, turning into cinders on the ground. At this moment, the evil energy that had been blocked was finally revealed.

Click! Click!

The cold air filled the air and frost spread rapidly on the ground. Just when the entire dock was about to be frozen, this power disappeared as quickly as it came.

A girl with silver hair and white eyes appeared in mid-air, her clothes were flying, and her aura was shining. She looked down at the ash at her feet, and then at Lord Sedellin who was present.

Without any embarrassment, before Di Ruier could speak, the Silver Moon Elf with a childish look on his face began to question him,

"You don't trust me?"

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Tyrell was stunned for a moment.

"Why don't I trust you?"

"If you trust me, then why are you here? Are you secretly supervising me?"

"No, I'm tracking a legendary devil!"

"Is this the legendary devil you are chasing?"

The silver dragon, who had the humanoid posture of an elf girl, lowered her head and glanced at the still-burning charcoal at her feet. There was doubt in her eyes, but deep in her eyes, she felt more guilty.

Tyrell made her the governor of the harbor and gave her all the management of the new harbors built by the merchants who came later. She did her duty well.

But because of Tyrell's commitment, in order to pursue higher economic benefits, she turned a blind eye to many things. The nine ports under her management could not be compared with Punolando, which was about to become the city of paladin.

It was precisely because she knew what she had done that she felt so guilty. She was even more agitated at Dirrell's silent arrival, because she was afraid that Dirrell would take away everything she had now with a single order.

Although she is the distinguished Governor of Iceland, the troops she can command were all given to her by Tyrell. Although she has trained some confidants, she is not qualified to disobey orders.

"It is his descendants who walk here as the carriers of his will."

"Did you find him here?"

"Um."

"What does this devil want to do?"

Emilia was suddenly startled. In terms of the superiority and inferiority of the race, it is hard to say which one is stronger or weaker between the upper-level devil and the dragon race. Anyway, there is not much difference. Knowing that there is such a thing snooping in the dark, wandering around her palace. , Yinlong was also frightened.

"Don't worry, he's not here for you. His target is the Elf King Farrar."

"Farrar Elf King? Is this devil related to Hell Island?"

Emilia quickly realized that she also knew what the elves had done in the Sedellin Islands. Although they were ruined, they did reproduce the spirit of their ancestors who wanted to die endlessly.

"Um."

Tyrell didn’t hide it either;

"I have always wondered where the big devil on Hell Island went. Now I finally know the answer. I finally caught its tail!"

"Where is it?"

After knowing that the target was not him, Yinlong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was still a little worried. At the same time, he asked in order to divert attention.

"You don't have to worry about this. Just take care of the port I entrusted to you."

Tyrell's eyes seemed to be full of meaning, and under such a gaze, the elf girl turned her gaze away uncomfortably.

"Creatures with evil bloodlines can be allowed to enter and exit the port. There is no problem, but criminal behavior that disrupts order and causes chaos must not be tolerated."

"I know."

Emilia turned her head back again, with a bit of impatience and irritation in her tone. It was obvious that Tyrell knew how she managed the port, but if you think about it, she still used the other party's dependents and slaves. Well, how could you not know?

"As long as you know, don't forget the identity of our Metal Dragon Clan."

"Of course I won't forget it. You are so verbose. Why are you acting like an old dragon? It's annoying!"

Emilia felt more and more guilty, and then changed the subject very abruptly,

"Do you want to tell Queen Rosalind about this?"

"no need."

Tyrell was not prepared to inform the elves about this matter.

"They are of no help and telling them will do nothing but increase panic."

"If that legendary demon suddenly attacks..."

"As long as I am still here, this kind of thing will not happen. There is no need to worry about legendary-level forces attacking the Sedellin Islands."

"So confident? What have you done here?"

Emilia looked suspicious. She still couldn't understand why Tyrell suddenly appeared at the port dock she ruled, if it wasn't to quietly investigate her.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I need to interrogate the soul of this demon warlock and dig out as much useful information as possible."

Di Ruier ignored the silver dragon and was very satisfied with its suspicious attitude. Only by ensuring this attitude would she be more restrained and not go too far when doing certain things.

"You're leaving now? Do you want to go to my place for a cup of tea?"

After discovering that Tyrell was really not here for her, Emilia's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and her face that was originally carved in ice softened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Do not have time!"

After saying this, Dirrell shrunk to a dragon body less than ten meters in length and disappeared into the pier under the night. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the demiplane of the World Tree that was also dotted with stars. Until then, he Stretch your majestic dragon body to your heart’s content.

Three years have passed since his journey to another world, and the flesh and blood of the four demon lords he swallowed have been completely digested by him.

Relying on the support of these original earth gods' flesh and blood, and his continuous exploration of the potential of his bloodline, his current body length has exceeded fifty meters in one fell swoop, and he has a huge body that many ancient dragons cannot match.