Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"United? It sounds good, but who should take the lead?"

Tyrell seemed to be moved, and asked with a warm smile.

"Naturally, those with strong strength will dominate."

There was a vague smile on the young man's face.

"Now that you are strong, that means that when we join forces, I should listen to you. But what if I am stronger than you in the future? Should you listen to me?"

"Then wait until your power exceeds mine."

The faint smile disappeared from Carlos's face.

"This kind of thing should naturally be explained clearly at the beginning to avoid chaos in the future."

"What you said makes sense, but why do you think you will beat me in the future?"

"Because I am very young, younger than you imagine, and my potential is far greater than yours."

Tyrell's tone was calm, but what he said made the old dragon's eyes widen a little.

"Are you forcing me to kill you?"

Carlos's eyes narrowed slightly, and they began to become narrow and long, appearing inhuman. There was a roar of thunder in the sky, but before the thunder light fell, it was canceled by another force.

"Why make excuses? It's not that I'm forcing you to kill me, it's that you have always wanted to kill me."

Tyrell sighed slightly.

Peaceful coexistence is simply impossible. His close friend who was a short-lived species just thought wrong. The world is indeed very big, and the resources produced can allow two ancestral dragons to grow.

But the moment the ancestral dragons of the Color Dragon Clan and the Metal Dragon Clan meet, endless murderous intent will breed in their bodies.

The moment ordinary dragons see the enemy dragons, they will have evil thoughts, not to mention these dragons who trace their origins. The moment they see the other party, the idea of ​​​​killing the other party is uncontrollable.

Both Tyrell and Carlos could feel the threat from the other party. This sense of threat was so strong that they felt like they would be killed by the other party.

No dragon can endure such a feeling, especially Carlos, the King of Blue Thunder. He now has more powerful power. Eliminating threats that endanger his life is the only conclusion he can reach by relying only on instinctive thinking.

"Go to the sea, I like this city very much and don't want to destroy it."

Carlos also did not hide his love for Prolando. Although if he were to take over the city, it would probably take less than ten years for the city to become completely different, but this did not prevent him from taking over the city. Appreciation of the city.

"Just what I wanted!"

Tyrell was ready to destroy everything to rubble and rebuild after victory, but this dragon actually coveted his city unnecessarily, which actually saved him a lot of trouble. Think less.

The arrogance of the King of Blue Ting makes him regard everything owned by his opponent as his own trophies. Even the evil dragon is not willing to destroy the most shining pearl of the Suklite Continent.

hold head high--

The roar of the dragon was so violent that it shook the clouds in the sky. Under the night, the clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone thousands of miles away. The stars had never been so bright and bright. At this moment, no one who was frightened by the roar of the dragon could feel at ease. Enjoy the clear night sky.

Dirrell looked at the giant dragon soaring in the night sky. It was an extremely bright dragon that could even be described as gorgeous. Its crystal-clear scales were like blue diamonds, reflecting the light of the stars and the moon in the sky. .

majestic, graceful, luxurious, violent, bloody

This was the first impression Diriel had on him when he first met the King of Blue Ting. The King of Evil Dragons was even bigger than the Hellfire Ancient Dragon that descended from hell to the material world. He is a giant dragon that far exceeds ordinary legendary dragons. He is definitely one of the best monsters in the world of Kallos.

"Aren't you going to follow?"

Looking at the ancestral blue dragon quickly moving away from the Port of Prolando, Tyrell looked at the old man with an unknown expression on his face.

"Please go first, I'll be there soon."

Gu Lanlong's tone was indescribably polite, even flattering.

Tyrell looked at him strangely, and without diverting his energy to him, he directly released the transformation technique, and the golden dragon body, as majestic and noble as the emperor, spread its wings and rode the wind.

After advancing to become a legend, Dirrell's body growth has become slower and slower. Today, it is only 52 meters long.

Compared with the Blue Ting King, whose body length exceeds that of the Hellfire Ancient Dragon and is nearly 80 meters long, it is no longer as simple as a few laps smaller.

If we use the humanoid race as a comparison, it is the size comparison between adult humans and teenagers who have just entered the developmental stage. Even people who don't understand anything can see the clear power gap between the two dragons.

"Are all ancestral dragons monsters?"

Seeing Di Ruil reveal his true form and soaring in the night sky, the ancient blue dragon who was once known as the Deep Blue Disaster couldn't help but say.

Although it was an ancient dragon, in terms of size, it was far inferior to the ancestral metal dragon that was too young. However, he could see it now.

There is no need for dragons like him with ordinary blood to compare with dragons who have received blessings from the gods or have more special circumstances. This is purely to make themselves unhappy.

"comollon!"

The sound of armor clashing sounded, and paladins wearing silver armor appeared from every corner of the street. In just an instant, the ancient blue dragon Deep Blue Calamity was surrounded by hundreds of paladins, and there was even one among them. A paladin with a legendary aura, and in his hand was a flail with a strong aura of time and history.

"I'm just an ordinary follower. If you can ignore me, then I'm just an ordinary old man passing by."

As an ancient dragon, even if it is a color dragon, the desire to fight when he was young has completely disappeared now. If it is not necessary, any ancient dragon is not very willing to participate in the battle. Of course, giving enough money is another matter.

"You think we'll believe you?"

A young paladin pulled out the alchemical weapon from his waist and said coldly.

"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me. My Majesty has already said that he is unwilling to destroy this city. As his follower, I cannot destroy this city, so the choice is up to you."

Deep Blue Calamity is a bachelor. It is impossible for him to be beaten without fighting back. However, it is also difficult for him to evacuate from the siege of this group of paladins with all his beards and tails, especially that one. The scales on the back of his head were about to explode from the legendary paladin holding Chuanwu. He was troubled by this guy the most.

"Let him go!"

The leading legendary paladin silently stared at the ancient blue dragon that took the form of a human old man. After looking at it for a while, he gave the order.

The paladins clenched their weapons and reluctantly got out of the way. They sometimes paid more attention to order and protecting the lives of innocent people than to eradicating evil.

Encircling and suppressing an ancient blue dragon in the city, no one can bear the price of their lives. Who knows how many innocent citizens will be affected and lose everything.

"I want to go over and watch the battle. Do you want to go there together?"

Seeing that these paladins were so wise and opened a path, the wrinkles on Dark Blue Calamity's face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum, and he even extended an invitation to these paladins extremely arrogantly.

Rumble——

The dense roar of thunder came from the junction of the distant earth and the ocean. The elemental shock caused by the terrifying thunderstorm could be clearly felt even from a hundred miles away.

"The fight has started. If you don't want to go with me, just wait here. I'll go over and take a look first."

The old dragon casually opened a portal and easily escaped from the city without interference from the paladin.

"leader!"

Many paladins present looked at the legendary paladin who had just arrived in the city.

"You all stay to protect the city, I will go over to support Lord Tyrell!"

Although it was the first time to arrive in this city, and even the first time to come into contact with a strange dragon lord, the order and style of the city of Punolando naturally made the paladin have great expectations for the ruler of this place. good impression.

"yes."

Although every paladin present is very willing to contribute his or her own modest strength, they also know that their own strength is weak. Even if they follow, they will only be a burden and cannot be of any help. There is nothing they can do. Just do your duty and do your job well.

"We need more support. Only Mr. Gomisha is not enough."

The scene of the giant dragon soaring into the sky and flying into the distance in the city was seen by all the paladins present. The huge difference in size between the two dragons flying away in front and behind made them quite worried.

Although it is not absolute, in battles between dragon creatures, the larger one often has more advantages, and the gap between the Blue Ting King and the big lord is really hard not to worry about.

"That's right, I'm calling on all the legendary paladins who are able to come forward. We must not let anything happen to Lord Dirrell!"

"Not just the paladins, but the legends who are friends with us can also make requests to them. We are willing to pay a sufficient price for this. This is not only our matter, it is also related to the justice and order of the entire Sukrit continent. For the survival of the camp, what happened on Elmond Continent must not happen again here.”

The paladins with common ideals and goals quickly reached an agreement. Their execution ability is absolutely the highest. It is precisely because of them that they created the development of Punolando, a pearl on the sea ruled by dragons. Miracle.

hold head high!

The loud roar of the dragon echoed in the sky. Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the elements floating in the atmosphere swarmed in and formed a series of hexagram arrays, shooting out a series of extremely lethal spells, hitting the target accurately. Exploded with a bang.

"It's such a weak attack. Is this all you can do?"

Under the torrent formed by the spell, Carlos, the Blue Ting King, stretched out his dragon wings, just like bathing in a hot spring. Amidst the flames and storms in the sky, he stretched out his dragon wings and rushed out, and the blue diamond scales on his body became even more intense. shine.

"I'm so disappointed!"

There was no time to prepare for a response. After the battle, Tyrell realized the huge gap between himself and the evil dragon king.

Originally, he thought that he could be entangled with it, which was purely a beautiful and naive fantasy. The time gap of nearly four hundred years was not so easy to bridge.

Every entanglement, every battle, he had to pay a bloody and painful price. This was a more difficult battle than the entanglement with the Hellfire Ancient Dragon, and he had no power to fight back.

Rumble——

Dirrell's dragon body was restrained, and the two dragons were entangled in one place. They fell from the sky and instantly collapsed a thousand-meter-high cliff standing on the coast. The collapsed rocks and sand created a tower on the coast. Low mountains.

However, this mountain was only just formed before it was lifted up. The giant dragon wrapped with thunder roared excitedly. Facing the descendants of the hostile race who were suppressed by him, he was not too arrogant. Instead, he reminded him loudly,

"What are you waiting for? Where is your artifact? Where is your slave? When are you ready to use it?"

hold head high--

The rich smell of sulfur filled the air, and the fire of hell, which could burn the soul, spread in Diriel's dragon claws. The hell dragon, covered with sharp bone spurs, climbed out of his dragon claws, and then Under the command of the Ring of Control, like a giant snake, it opened its mouth and bit Carlos' neck.

"That's right. A young dragon like you should do whatever it takes to fight against me!"

Facing the biting hell dragon, Carlos became even more excited. He suddenly waved his claws and instantly tore off a large wound on the neck of the hell dragon that spurted hot dragon blood. The flesh and blood were torn off by him with brute force.

Amidst the painful sound of the hell dragon, he stretched out his claws, picked up the dragon's horns, and threw the hell dragon's body that was almost the same as his away. The next moment, he relaxed his attitude toward the emperor. Riel suppressed and pounced on the hell dragon who struggled to get up and wanted to fight with him again.

Zheng~

In less than ten rounds of fighting, Tyrell was already covered in cuts and bruises.

If only based on the assessment of the extraordinary system, Carlos, the Blue Ting King, would only be at the legendary sixth level, at the same level as the Hellfire Ancient Dragon he had conquered. But when they really fought, they found that the two were completely different.

Tyrell needed an artifact to conquer the suppressed Hellfire Ancient Dragon. Facing the merciless Carlos, he was like a rag doll. His body was covered with bone spurs, and his body was soon exposed and dripping with blood. keel.

This evil dragon king was revealed at this moment. Even the devil dragons in hell would be horrified by the cruelty and violence. He pulled out the few remaining bone spurs one by one, leaving no trace of blood or flesh. No mercy.

Through the Ring of Control, Tyrell could truly feel the initial anger and ecstasy in the heart of this ancient hellfire dragon, but in less than half an hour, it turned into fear and confusion.

This evil dragon even desperately wanted to escape back to the Ring of Dominance, unwilling to face this monster in the material world that was more terrifying than hell.

"Carlos!"

Tyrell pulled out the Archangel Sword and the Victory Banner. The sacred power was poured into his body. Under the influence of the sacred domain, his injuries began to recover, and the flawless white holy light emerged from reflected in his scales.