Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Whatever the Paladins can do, we can do for you."

"Paladins can detect evil, so can you?"

The young man glanced at the old man who was talking nonsense, and this question immediately made the old man's face freeze, and he hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

After all, detecting evil is just a special spell, and the level is still very low. As an ancient dragon, he can naturally imitate similar spells easily.

But what is the use of this kind of magic they have mastered? Scouting for evil in the Empire? So who from top to bottom can escape the mark of this spell? The red light reflected from His Majesty's body in front of him can dye the sky red.

"This city is really nice."

Carlos praised again. At this moment, he had arrived in front of a school. This was a special school. Its specialness did not lie in anything else, but in its students.

Most of the schools in Punolando Port are filled with children from lower-class civilians and businessmen. There are also students who are really famous and have a decent background, but they are very few and very inconspicuous.

But the students in the school in front of me are even more extreme than the school that accepts the children of untouchables and businessmen, because there is not even a normal person with intact limbs among the students in this school, and most of them are disabled and have a few strips. Broken arms and legs are normal here.

"The benevolent and weak metal dragon is such a waste of resources."

The old man following the young man looked at the children in this special school who were full of happiness and bright smiles, but their faces were full of contempt and disdain.

He could still understand those schools that could be seen everywhere on the streets of the port, accepting all children regardless of status or class. After walking around for a day, he understood that these schools had a very strict promotion system. The system will screen out all the talented people among the short-lived species.

This kind of school, which is specially designed to take care of short-lived cubs that are disabled due to various reasons, is unnecessary in his opinion. It is not only unnecessary, but also wasteful.

This is the thinking of monsters. Cubs that are born with deficiencies or are weak, let alone being cared for and provided for, are not even qualified to survive.

"Mercy? Weakness? Who are you talking about?"

After hearing the old man's comment, Carlos turned his head and asked with interest.

"Of course it's that metal dragon. His wisdom and vision are not as good as one-tenth of His Majesty's."

"Those merchants and nobles who were hanged on the gallows by the paladin may not agree with what you said. The kindness of this metal dragon is only for specific groups."

On the Port of Prolando and at the checkpoints leading to the major transportation thoroughfares inland, robbers and gangsters were executed in public every day. There were even special offices on the only way to enter Prolando. execution ground.

Those who are unlucky are not only those thieves, thieves and bandits who like to plunder other people's property, but also the merchants who are short of money and deceive others. They even include the little nobles who are tyrannical and forget where they are.

This is a city that is extremely harsh on short-lived dignitaries and is full of oppression and discrimination. dignitaries and big businessmen from other countries do not enjoy any special rights. Once there is any violation of the Bronze Code, regardless of background, They will all be executed according to law, and no one can plead for mercy.

This is what Carlos appreciates the most, because there are too many corruption, bending of the law, and malpractice for personal gain in his empire. Many of the laws he personally participated in formulating cannot be implemented.

Although he also caused several purges because of this, the blood of killings could only shock people for a short period of time, and then it returned to normal, and then he just let it go. After all, similar problems are common in any country. exist.

But here, Carlos saw a different answer. As the dragon who loves order the most among the five-colored dragons, he fell in love with this city after just walking around for a long time, and even felt a sense of pity that he couldn't bear to destroy it.

Because he knew very well that the emergence of this city required too many conditions, and even if he had power far beyond the ruler of this city, he would not be able to recreate it.

"As for weakness? I don't see what it has to do with weakness when using paladin to kill the city's dragons when we first took over the city."

"You think so highly of that bronze dragon?"

The old man looked at the child with a broken arm running past him, with a look of surprise on his face.

He knew very well how arrogant the evil dragon monarch he followed was. Even the red dragon that had exceeded the age of ancient times could not get the slightest respect from him.

"Even the stupidest guy will not despise the dragons that can become ancestors in the current era, whether it is relying on their own efforts or relying on the gifts of the gods."

Carlos' blue dragon eyes were clear and had a clear and transparent feeling, just like a gem with a slight blue color.

"What about you?"

Old Long saw a certain tendency revealed by the young man in front of him, and the look of shock on his face became more intense.

"If I have the chance, I would like to try to tame this dragon. What do you think my chances of success are?"

Carlos looked at the ancient blue dragon disguised as a humanoid in front of him. Although it was an ancient dragon with thousands of years of wisdom, if it hadn't been for his request, this old dragon would not have become this fragile in the eyes of the Color Dragon Clan. posture.

"Conquer this metal dragon?"

Although he had vaguely guessed it, when he actually heard His Majesty express his thoughts in person, Old Long couldn't help but have a look of astonishment on his face, which can be described as whimsical.

This Majesty is too confident. What kind of existence is that?

Ancestors, legends, metal dragons

No matter which of the three major elements it is, as long as one of them is present, it is almost impossible to bow to other dragons, let alone stack them all together.

"You think this is impossible?"

"Your Majesty, nothing is impossible for you to do."

Old Long was startled and quickly replied.

Although he felt in his heart that what His Majesty said was completely wishful thinking, he just thought about it and there was no need to veto it face to face. He didn't feel that he was living too happily and was looking for something to suffer for himself.

"I want to hear what you really think."

"That's what I really think."

The old dragon gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

"Really? Then do you know why I brought you here?"

Carlos still looked like a casual tourist, but the face of the old man next to him had fine dragon scales. If he hadn't tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't help but release his own at this moment. The main body was used to resist the pressure that made him tremble all over.

"Among the many ancient dragons under my command, your strength is inconspicuous. The only thing worthy of praise is that you are one of the ancient dragons who have followed me for the longest time, and you also have experience in leading large-scale wars. However, this is not what I brought you to. The reason for being here.”

"Your Majesty, please make it clear!"

Old Long's mood became uneasy, and something that was not that long ago for him appeared in his mind.

"You saw this dragon before he grew up, and you still had the chance to kill him."

Carlos stared at the old dragon who could not suppress his fear.

"Because you have been in contact with him, I will only bring you here this time."

"Your Majesty, this is a mistake I made unintentionally back then. Please punish me."

The old dragon was so frightened that he knelt on the ground. In fact, when he heard that an ancestral bronze dragon appeared in the Sukrit continent, he had a vague guess. After all, this was the number of ancestral dragons, and now looking at this You know His Majesty's attitude.

Among the baits he laid out to seduce the legendary metal dragon, one of them was actually the current ancestral bronze dragon. This dragon has now become a hidden danger that His Majesty cannot tolerate, and he does not hesitate to give up on Elmond Continent. All strategies were fully transferred to target the Sukrit continent.

"If I were going to punish you, you wouldn't be here right now. Stand up."

"yes."

The old dragon is still trembling with fear. Although the young man in front of him maintains a gentle and elegant appearance, as one of the veterans who has followed this ancestral dragon for the longest time, he knows how bloody and cruel this dragon can be once it goes crazy.

"Don't take the responsibility on yourself. Even if you killed him, another dragon will appear. The emergence of the ancestral dragon is inevitable."

Carlos led Lao Long through the streets of Punolando.

"I want to know something about this dragon now. You should have seen clearly how it behaved when it was a youngling."

"Your Majesty, I actually saw the dragon wrong back then."

At this moment, the old dragon felt hot all over his body. He didn't pay much attention to the brood of bronze dragons back then. As an ancient dragon, how could he take this seriously?

"Talk about it."

Carlos' tone left no room for doubt.

Old Long had no choice but to rack his brains to recall that little thing, no matter how insignificant it was to him, respond to all the details of what he experienced that day, and then describe it to His Majesty in detail.

But in fact, he really couldn't say anything. At that time, all his thoughts were on searching for the metal dragons that might come to support at any time. Who would pay attention to a few small dragons, although one of them was extremely outstanding? performance, but that dragon is not the current one, and the gender is different.

"If you want to know more about my childhood experiences, you can ask me directly."

The slightly fishy sea breeze blew through the night-shrouded streets of the port city. Tyrell looked at the young people and old people strolling leisurely in his city.

This is not the Sedellin Islands. Without the shroud of the World Tree, his perception cannot cover the whole city. Facing two legends who deliberately want to sneak, it is actually difficult for him to detect them unless they collide head-on like this.

This is the scary thing about legends. If a legend abandons everything, has no face, no honor, and no sense of shame, then it is extremely scary. He can cause immeasurable and powerful destructive power, because no matter what In any region, legends can get corresponding respect and interests that are consistent with their own strength.

"This city lacks a lot of dragon flavor. It seems you already knew we were coming."

Looking at Tyrell, who appeared on the uphill slope at the end of the street, in the posture of a dragon, Carlos, who was also in the posture of a young man, smiled and said in a calm tone, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, which was actually a bit cordial.

"I received a reminder from His Majesty the Dragon God."

"The reason why I noticed you was because I was reminded by that old female dragon."

Carlos was outspoken. Unlike Tyrell, he had no respect for the Five-Colored Dragon Queen in his words, and he made no secret of his disgust and dislike for her.

"This is a battle between opposing dragon gods. If you insist on being my enemy, it will be nothing more than a continuation of their war, as pathetic as a puppet and a chess piece."

"Insist on being your enemy?"

Tyrell laughed at this,

"Carlos, you stand in my city and on my territory, but you say that I want to be your enemy. Don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"

"I can sense your murderous intention towards me. You want to kill me."

Carlos' tone was quite calm, as if he was talking about what he was going to eat later.

This is a common thing for him. From the moment he was born as a blue dragon and came to this world, from his childhood until now, there have been too many people who have murderous intentions towards him and want to Killed his creature.

However, most of these creatures ended up being killed by him and then eaten by him, becoming the nourishment for his growth.

"Don't you want to kill me too?"

Tyrell showed a bright smile. Although the evil dragon king did not show his true form, but stood in front of him in a human posture with minimal threat, Tyrell also felt something far beyond the ancient hellfire dragon. sense of threat.

He could feel the evil dragon king. The moment he saw him, the deep murderous thoughts surged out of his eyes, like the oldest volcano under the sea about to erupt.

"I can't help it. This is my instinct. I can't control it a little bit. I'm sorry, you made me feel the threat and death that I haven't felt for a long time. This made me want to remove you from the first place. Culled from the world.”

"What a coincidence, so am I."

"Tell me, are these the shackles left in our bloodline by the two fighting dragon gods?"

The King of Blue Ting, whose notoriety has spread throughout the world, is like a gentle scholar at this moment, seeming to want to drag Tyrell to explore some taboo secrets involving gods.

"Who knows, maybe it is, maybe it's not, but it doesn't affect my opinion."

"I don't think there is a need for us to go to war with each other. The Kallos plane is vast enough and will be even wider in the future. It is enough to accommodate us and even more ancestral dragons. We can unite to create a better world. "

Carlos's voice was full of passion and had an inexplicable appeal, while the old dragon behind him had a face full of shock and confusion. He had never seen His Majesty speak so easily.