Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Now, you only deserve to be my slave."

Tyrell mobilized the power of the Ring of Control and began to erode the body of the hell dragonborn, taking control of everything about him. He felt a little regretful in his heart.

Being of short-lived origin, but able to achieve legends, and being outstanding are not enough to describe such people. They have a tenacious and tenacious will. If it were not their own choice, it would be impossible to change their minds just by outside influence.

The devil probably had a glimpse of the weakness in this legendary soul, used his innate talent for corruption, induced it, and rapidly expanded it, and finally created such a monster.

Dirrell felt sorry for this. How could he let the power from hell be given to Huo Huo? It would be great to let him encounter it.

However, this type of legend accounts for a large proportion, and someone needs to screen it for him. Therefore, enslaving a legendary devil is a must.

While Dirrell was concentrating on enslaving him, two legends who also possessed the characteristics of the hell demons besieged him like crazy. However, all these interferences were blocked by the dragon servants surrounding Dirrell. .

Even if these flying dragons are one in a hundred, they have been transformed many times by the radiation of the life breath of the ancestor dragons, but under normal circumstances, they are not qualified to fight against the legends.

However, they evolved with the help of Diril's power and have long since become Diril's dependents. When they gather in groups, Diril's power can use them as a fulcrum to radiate to a farther range. But conversely, as long as they are in Tyrael's domain, they can borrow the power from Tyrael.

Under the protection of Tyrell's power, even flying dragons that would be killed by legends in one hit in ordinary times have the capital to fight against them. Although they can only fight for two or three rounds at most, this is enough. .

"Trash, they are all trash!"

In the border town where people were panicking, the Hell Demon Monte looked at the unsightly battle in the sky, jumped to his feet in anxiety, and cursed one after another.

He had mobilized all the power he could control around him, but he still did not let the dragon loosen its seal on the space and create an opportunity for him to escape.

He watched helplessly as the first knight, to whom he had devoted most of his efforts, and who was also his most proud work in the past fifty years, was captured by the dragon lord and was being eroded by unknown powers. He could feel Arrive, the hidden marks he left in the First Knight's body are being removed one by one.

"Damn reptile, I don't want to do this, you forced me to do this!"

Like a gambler who was driven to a dead end, with few chips left in his hand, the Hell Demon Monte became red-eyed and activated the arrangement that he originally laid out but never intended to use.

Buzz——

The body of the Hell Dragonborn, who gradually lost the power of struggle and resistance, suddenly resounded with a trembling sound that could not be concealed by the wild thunder in the sky.

The scarlet fire of hell erupted from the deepest part of his body and soul, and then followed the established route to form a huge sacrificial ritual.

This was a sacrifice to hell, and the being who received the sacrifice, after feeling the call from the material interface, immediately let out an excited roar, spouting flames, and the poisonous wind shuttled through the whistling mountains and valleys and roared. is the response from hell.

"unlucky!"

Over the Orpheus Mountains extending from the northern part of the continent, Tyrell noticed the changes in the hell dragonborn who was about to become his slave. After cursing, he threw it away.

The Ring of Dominance does indeed contain power from a certain mysterious dimension. Using this power, one can easily enslave creatures weaker than oneself. Even stronger creatures can enslave several.

It's a pity that no matter how mysterious and powerful the power is, it can't compete with the will of hell. This hell dragon descendant who did not hesitate to sacrifice his country in exchange for more powerful power has now become a sacrifice in this sacrificial ceremony.

Using such a powerful and special existence as a sacrifice is an extremely rare scene in the world, not to mention the continent of Sukrit, and in the long history. Now, all the gods will come in the form of saints. turbulent times.

Compared with the past periods when all the gods would fall, the current period can be said to be a rare era of peace.

Although wars are endless and tens of thousands of people die every day due to regional conflicts and wars, the unlucky ones are basically the lower classes, and the number of soul-level people who have died is only a handful, let alone legends.

But now, a legendary fifth-level knight with top bloodline is being used as a sacrifice to a powerful existence in hell. This is something that is enough to shock the continent.

This is not an exaggerated description, but a fact. The evil energy from hell escapes from the cracks that are gradually opening. The abnormal power of foreign invasion has touched the world's self-defense rules. One after another is more terrifying than the thunder called by Diriel. White thunder fell from the sky and struck at the Gate of Hell that was taking shape.

However, the power from hell turned into streaks of bloody thunder that spread to the sky, colliding with the white thunder and annihilating it. When the regular forces of the two planes confronted each other, a ferocious dragon head covered with bone spurs gradually opened, but The extremely unstable gate of hell poked out.

A storm composed entirely of fear aura swept in all directions with the appearance of this ferocious dragon head. In the plain outside the city, most of the sounds of the battlefield where the shouts of killing were deafening disappeared in an instant.

More than half of the knights who were forced to fight for various reasons fainted under this pressure. Even those who could barely preserve their conscious will were trembling all over at this moment, and even their weapons were weak. Unable to handle it, many people couldn't help but kneel on the ground, praying to the beings they believed in or placed their trust in, asking for protection.

At this moment, in this area, there is only one being who can ignore the fear coming from this hell dragon, and can even look at him with curiosity and even excitement.

Hellfire Ancient Dragon!

A true Hellfire ancient dragon gained the opportunity to descend into the material world through the flesh and soul of a legendary knight with the same bloodline.

It has the same appearance as a devil, with evil flames burning in its bright yellow dragon pupils. Sharp bone spurs grow from the top of its head, shoulders and neck, and even extend from its back to the tip of its tail. Its scales are constantly changing in color and look like... Like flowing magma.

The strong and pungent smell of sulfur dispersed as it continued to chew the flesh and blood in its mouth. It swallowed the sacrifice offered to it, which was the legendary knight who was half eaten away by the power of the Ring of Dominance.

"A dragon I've never seen before."

With excitement in its eyes, the Ancient Hellfire Dragon enjoyed its first delicious meal after coming to the material world, and then turned its attention to the guy who was closest to it and who made it feel the most threatening. However, what it never expected was yes,

"Do you need help?"

Tyrell's tone was quite attentive, like a warm-hearted good old man who happened to see a stranger who encountered difficulties on the road, and asked in a familiar tone.

"help?"

The evil dragon, who had been in hell for thousands of years, couldn't help but feel a trace of confusion in his eyes when he heard such a question. He had never been asked like this before, and he even needed to take a moment to understand.

"Isn't this gate to hell big enough? Your body can't get through it all?"

Tyrell's eyes were blazing as he stared at the Ancient Hellfire Dragon, which stretched out its head and part of its neck. Now, he wanted to hold this guy's head and drag him over.

How could a dragonborn with only partial bloodline be compared to a hellish evil dragon with pure bloodline in terms of value alone?

Of course, the premise is that he must capture this guy first before he can measure the comparative value. However, the most important thing now is to get this guy over first.

"What do you want to do?"

The completely unfamiliar dragon had a completely different reaction than expected, making the Hellfire Ancient Dragon wary. But wariness was wariness, but after finally waiting for the opportunity to come to the material world, how could he be willing to give up? Only then did he taste a pre-dinner dessert, a delicious feast, and a whole city was placed in front of him.

Tear ~

A pair of strong dragon claws covered with bone spurs and scales clawed at the crack. As the evil dragon, which was comparable to the ancient red dragon, exerted its strength, half of its body came directly over.

"too slow!"

It seemed that he only needed to use one more force to break free from hell and enter the material world. However, the Hellfire Ancient Dragon was directly stuck in the gate of hell. The instinctive self-defense power of the world's rules caused this gap to begin. Shrinking, Tyrell couldn't stand it anymore.

Roar~

Like a torrent that bursts from a dam, the viscous hellfire rushes out from the open mouth of the ancient hellfire dragon and sweeps towards Diriel.

This scene is like the creation legend of some planes, where the giant wields a long sword burning with flames and splits the chaos.

Under the influence of Diriel's power, the thousands of miles of thunderclouds formed began to evaporate and disappear in pieces under this dragon's breath, and the terrifying heat and impact made the sky darker than the night. Second, when the creatures on the ground raised their heads, they could even see the setting sun.

But Diriel, who had endured all this head-on, grabbed a spiral bone spur horn on top of the hell evil dragon's head. The pain in his chest being burned by the flames shocked the ancestral dragon. Power begins to show at this moment.

"Come here!"

The evil dragon roared. For dragons, dragon horns are the first sexual characteristic, symbolizing the majesty of dragons, especially male dragons. It is a shame for any dragon to have its horns controlled by another dragon. .

However, such a fierce struggle did not make Di Ruier relax at all. Under his full drag, the Hellfire Ancient Dragon that was stuck in the middle of the Hell Gate suddenly let out a painful roar, its scales shattered, its bone spurs broke, and more There were large pieces of flesh and blood torn off.

To this hellish evil dragon, it was as if he was experiencing a painful attack on the lower half of his body. However, the pain that was enough to break the will of ordinary mortals could only make him angrier.

Rumble——

Amidst the thunderous thunder in the sky, the dragon that was the only one qualified and powerful to stop the invasion of hell became an accomplice of the evil dragon's invasion of the material interface. The two legends who were besieging him just now escaped far away, even though they also had Bloodline from hell.

Although the devils in hell are far more orderly beings than demons, they have no concept of not killing their own kind or indiscriminately killing innocent people.

"Get away!"

The dragon body has completely passed through, and the Hell Gate behind it is healing rapidly. The Hellfire Ancient Dragon, which has obtained the legendary flesh and blood of the material world, is qualified to stay for a short time, but it is not at all happy or overjoyed, because this time it is coming to it. It's full of humiliation.

Comparable to the ancient red dragon, the Hellfire Ancient Dragon was supposed to be the incarnation of disaster and terror. At this moment, only the upper body could be seen, while the lower body was dripping with blood and bloody, and its two strong hind legs were abnormally bent.

However, this seemingly miserable flesh and blood injury is recovering quickly. Such an injury is not worth mentioning to Gu Long, but

The Ancient Hellfire Dragon stretched out its claws to touch the top of its head. On the top of its head covered with bone spurs, only one of the two largest dragon horns was left at this moment, causing one of them to become an uneven cross-section - its dragon horn was covered with The guy who was smiling at him was interrupted.

"You, damn it!"

Even if it is an evil dragon from hell, there is a look of violence in its eyes. Its sanity is rapidly declining. It finally managed to visit the evil dragon in the material world. At this moment, there is only one thought left.

Tear him apart!

The Hellfire Ancient Dragon, ranked at the sixth level of the legend, is blessed by the rare hell bloodline. Even those who are preparing to become gods will be wary of it when they see it.

Without a conflict of interest involving life and death, no creature is willing to conflict with such a terrifying evil dragon, but there are always exceptions to everything.

Roar!

The flying dragons screamed in panic and fled away. This was Diriel's order. There was no need to involve these dragon attendants in such a battle. This was too cruel for them.

Tyrell, who was just over fifty meters long, met an opponent two magnitudes larger than him. However, the bloodline of the ancestral dragon is close to or even comparable to that of his ancestor, giving him a dragon body that can compete with him.

Unfortunately, this could not stop his body from being torn apart by the evil dragon, and the bone spurs burning with hell fire penetrated his flesh and blood. There is no doubt that this is the strongest opponent Tyrell has ever encountered in his life.

For the first time, Diril lost his advantage in strength and was crushed by the enemy. The elemental authority was not completely useless in the battle between the ancient dragons, but it was insignificant.

The thunderbolt, which was enough to wipe out an entire knight corps, fell on this evil dragon from hell. It only caused the red gold scales on his body to burn black and fall off. However, the speed of destruction could not keep up with the speed of the evil dragon's flesh and blood regeneration.

"The taste of your flesh and blood is so sweet!"