Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Angeles, come on, give it a try."

The scraps of copper and iron thrown by the Crimson Demon God were superior to ordinary legendary weapons in Diriel's evaluation, but not as good as the weapons passed down from generation to generation.

But it is normal, because the handed down weapons are very special. Each handed down weapon is not like this when it is cast and molded. It is because the user is too special and is endowed with various powers.

Each heirloom weapon has its own story and legend, which gives the heirloom weapon special power.

Some of the weapons handed down from ancient times were the most common weapons at the beginning, such as iron swords and wooden bows without any blessing effect, but because the users were extraordinary, they also had extraordinary properties.

Enough faith can elevate a mortal to among the stars, alongside the gods, spread legends and stories across a wide enough region and time, and also give weapons special power.

Each handed down weapon is unique and cannot be copied. Some of them are powerful handed down weapons that can burst out with power comparable to that of artifacts. Of course, the dress requirements for this type of weapons are also extremely strict.

"Father."

Blood Angel Angeles, who was recuperating under the World Tree, heard Tyrell's call and came to him with a look of guilt on his face.

"Pick out some equipment you like!"

Dirrell stretched out his dragon claws and pointed at the "broken copper and iron" thrown to him by the demon god. These were all equipment with sacred properties. They were of various types and styles. Just armor, including light and heavy full-body armor, half-body armor, and soft armor. Wait, the weapons are spears, swords, shields, bows, spears and crossbows, everything you need.

If these weapons and equipment were combined, there would definitely be more than twenty-seven sets. There would be more and no less. Obviously, the Demon God's legion carried out the orders very thoroughly. On these weapons and equipment, you can still see traces of blood stains that are slowly healing.

This was a batch of very fresh equipment, and the body temperature of the previous owner probably still remained on it. Tyrell noticed this, but he did not feel guilty about it.

Although the owner of this batch of equipment caused them to be slaughtered by the demon's minions because of his demand, the war between heaven and hell would still continue even without his demand.

"Father, I have disgraced you. I am not entitled to these weapons."

Angeles looked at the splendid and dazzling sacred weapons displayed by Tyrell. Although this equipment was in line with the angel blood in his body, it also gave him an urge to try and obtain it, but he was filled with shame. He still chose to refuse.

"These are the weapons and equipment you should have. Don't shirk it. Intelligent races need to rely on weapons to fight wild beasts. Don't worry about a failure."

Seeing Angeles blaming himself for failing to destroy the abyss lord's incarnation within the stipulated time, Tyrell comforted him and said that in his opinion, the heir's performance was already very good.

Because the power projected by the Balor Fire Demon Lord this time far exceeded that of the last time, Tyrell's humiliation and stimulation to him were so great that he was unable to gain anything, and even damaged his body. Under the circumstances, I also wanted to teach Tyrell a lesson.

However, all the attacks were blocked by Angeles with all his strength. Tyrell watched the show leisurely from the beginning to the end.

Therefore, he has a high evaluation of the combat power of this heir. Although he is blessed with dragon blood and comes with scale armor, he is also naked. As a humanoid creature, he can wear armor and hold weapons, and has the combat power after the equipment. , say less and you can double it again.

"Father."

"As my heir, if you encounter failure, what you need to do is to face it calmly, analyze your weaknesses and flaws, and then make corrections in order to make up for it in the future, instead of blindly condemning yourself and immersing in the past like a coward. Torturing yourself and escaping from the future among your mistakes.”

Tyrell admitted his father's identity for the first time in front of Angeles.

"One day, I will definitely enter the abyss, cut off the head of the abyss lord with my own hands, and present it to you to wash away my shame."

Upon hearing Tyrell's encouraging words, Angeles' mood became high.

"I look forward to you returning from the abyss filled with glory and offering me gifts."

Upon hearing the goal that the heir had set for himself, Tyrell immediately encouraged him. Although he did not have any deep grudge against the Balor Fire Demon Lord, but he tormented the other party twice and snatched away one of his six-armed snake demon subordinates. But as for demons, they must kill them on sight.

"Now, it's time to choose your weapons. I'm about to face a long and brutal war, and I need your help."

The dragon's blood established a solid bond. After the spirituality accumulated in the body condensed and gave birth to a new soul and gave birth to self-consciousness, after seeing Diriel with his own eyes and feeling the closeness from instinct, the admiration was born from it. Love made Angeles obey all orders from Tyrell unconditionally and unprincipled.

"I will never let you down again."

After hearing his father say the words "I need you" to him, Angeles couldn't help but puff up his chest. Nothing could inspire the fighting spirit of a loyal heir more than this.

After saying that, the Holy Blood Angel no longer hesitated, and picked out a pair of gorgeous gold heavy armor that was surrounded by Tyrell. As for the weapons, he took a spear and a weapon without even thinking about it. A great sword, and then no more choices.

"This is enough?"

Tyrell doesn't mind if his first angel descendant prepares more secondary weapons.

"That's enough."

"Then prepare well for the battle. I will ask Liliana to cooperate with you and let her summon demons from hell for you to hone your combat skills."

"Thank you father."

Angeles's eyes lit up. What he needs most now is to accumulate experience again through fighting. Although his body contains strong fighting intuition and instincts, quite a few of these instincts are actually not suitable for him now, because now The life form is no longer the same as before.

He knew his origin, after all, he could see it when he looked up, but he didn't hesitate or hate it.

He only knows that his life was given by his father. Without his father, he would not be what he is now. He is fundamentally different from the angels who are bound by the roots of the World Tree.

After arranging Angeles, Tyrell left the demiplane of World Tree and returned to the main material plane. Now, he does not have the ability to produce Blood Angels in batches in a short time. He needs time to slow down.

He can no longer awaken the second angel now. War may break out at any time. Based on the past behavior of King Lan Ting, it can be inferred that this evil dragon king likes to behead people. After all, he is the strongest in the material world. One of the largest creatures.

Di Ruier can't think of any force on the Sukrit continent that can stop the King of Lan Ting, who has eight ancient dragons loyal and surrendered. Not even him. Of course, he can try to fight alone. Take a look at this evil dragon king.

However, it was just an attempt. Tyrell didn't think he could defeat the Dragon King. It was enough to hold him back. Time was still on his side after all.

Therefore, what Tyrell wants to fight is a long and protracted hundred-year war. In the process, he wants to gradually tap out the potential in his bloodline and transform it into combat power.

Because his bloodline must be stronger than that of the evil dragon king, Tyrell did not believe that this blue dragon could defeat him in this aspect.

Therefore, as long as he survives the initial, most difficult period, the balance of victory in the war will definitely tilt in his favor.

Not only him, but his partner Su Hailun, and his brothers and sisters also need time to develop. As long as they grow up, ancient dragons and ancestral dragons will no longer be a threat.

However, the most difficult thing now is to buy enough time. The Blue Ting King has noticed him and cannot give him too much time to grow and develop.

"Where did you go? I can't contact you anywhere."

When Tyrell returned to the Sedelin Islands, the fiery silver dragon found him.

"How is the situation? Still no news from Sukaron Island?"

"I've posted a reward, hoping it will be of some use."

In the vast ocean, it is not uncommon for some maritime transportation hubs used for supply to suddenly lose news. Powerful pirate groups and deep-sea monsters that suddenly become active can interrupt and stagnate some routes.

Most of them will recover, but some will simply disappear into the vast sea without any news.

If she hadn't learned about the Blue Ting King's movements from Tyrell, the silver dragon Emilia wouldn't have cared about the loss of contact with a small island nation on the ocean.

"Publish a reward?"

The fine scales between Di Ruier's brows wrinkled, and he was a little dissatisfied. Thinking about it, he knew what level of professionals could accept the bounty. They could travel back and forth on land and sea for several months.

"Calm down, Tyrell, don't be anxious. It doesn't matter even if the Blue Ting King lands. The first thing we need to do now is to understand the situation clearly."

"Then you can slowly understand it here. I'll go to Prolando first."

Tyrell, who didn't get any useful information from Silver Dragon, didn't waste any more time. He opened a space rift and returned to Prolando, the most prosperous port on the Sukrit continent.

Under Tyrell's influence and management, this port is no longer one of the largest ports, but a port city that ranks first in terms of population, territory, and prosperity.

Nowadays, the city's permanent population has exceeded one million, and the floating population is even more than that. And this number is still growing slowly. Rows of urban buildings extend from the coastline to the foot of the Orpheus Mountains. .

The reason why this seaport city can be so prosperous is that in addition to a group of holy warriors who maintain the order of the city and create a sense of security that is not found in any city on the mainland, the most important reason is that there are two people in this city who enjoy the Renowned master of alchemy.

Stability and high productivity are the characteristics of these two masters. When bulk commodities are bound to the qualification to purchase the alchemy works of these two masters, the city will no longer have to worry about the supply of basic materials.

It is no exaggeration to say that these two dragon alchemy masters are the soul of this city. Without them, this most dazzling pearl city on the Suclite Coast will inevitably be eclipsed.

Of course, the scale of this city has already taken shape, and the material and spiritual needs of city residents will inevitably attract a large number of profit-seeking businessmen. However, it is difficult for the city to maintain its original development momentum.

"elder brother!"

"Brother."

When Tyrell came to the alchemy workshop located at the foot of the Orpheus Mountains, the powerful yet gentle aura immediately alerted the two teenage dragons who were immersed in refining weapons.

"You two pack up and prepare to follow me."

Dirrell took a look at the state of the two younger brothers and sisters. They have been immersed in the field of alchemy for many years, giving them a unique temperament that is different from different dragon clans, and the scales on their bodies have also undergone particularly special changes, emerging. A special pattern similar to alchemical inscriptions.

"What's wrong?"

The sudden request made the two teenage dragons look confused. They had adapted to the current pace of life, and years of refining had gradually allowed them to immerse themselves in the field of alchemy and begin to enjoy it.

Because every time they succeed, they can exchange for a large amount of gold coins. Nothing can bring more satisfaction and sense of accomplishment to the dragon clan than this.

"The King of Blue Ting is coming!"

Tyrell has no intention of hiding such important matters from his younger brothers and sisters. They are not young and can already help him with important matters.

"King of Blue Ting?!"

The confusion in the eyes of the two young dragons gradually faded away, but there was no look of panic or fear. Although their childhood life could be called a wandering life, they did not suffer any substantial harm, nor did they have any contact with the blue man. Any form of contact with Ting Zhi Wang.

"This place will be attacked by this ancestral blue dragon at any time. It is no longer safe for you to stay here. I will take you to a demiplane where you will not be threatened by the outside world and will not distract me."

"What about sister?"

Angelica has not forgotten her eldest sister Elena at this time.

"She is just like you, I will send her there too."

Tyrell said without thinking.

"Second brother, are we dragging you down?"

When Ai Luo heard what Tyrell said, guilt suddenly appeared on his face.

"We can't do anything else in this situation except for you, second brother, to distract us."

"Don't say such stupid things. The weapons you refined have already helped me immeasurably. You are also my confidence to fight against that evil dragon king."

Tyrell stretched out his claws and knocked the somewhat self-abased Ai Luo on the forehead. A stream of sparks suddenly burst out, which also made Tyrell realize that something was wrong. Although dragon scales do contain metal components, But there's something obviously wrong with this hardness.