Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"In that case, let me do it! We must not allow evil forces to continue to gather."

Tyrell said at this moment, since no one has taken up the banner to fight against the Blue Ting King, it is just right for him to take up the task.

"Thank you very much for your assistance to a just cause."

The paladin almost cried with joy at this moment. He stayed here for nearly three months, wasn't it just for the promise made by the dragon lord?

Because they really can't find anyone who can carry the flag, they can only count on this dragon lord. There are ancient dragons on the opposite side. How many holy warriors do they have to gather and how many brothers' lives can they block their attack?

"We all fight to protect kindness and maintain justice and order. There is no need to thank you for this. If you really want to thank me, it should be me thanking you for protecting me for so long."

"Just sitting here, not doing anything."

"Okay, let's stop chatting here. We should set off now. Can you tell me the specific coordinates? I will take you there now."

"Okay. The coordinates are..."

Seeing Tyrell acting so resolutely, the two paladins didn't waste any time and directly reported the coordinates of a distant city.

Based on the coordinates they provided, Dirrell tore out a space passage, and a city with walls stained with blood suddenly appeared at the other end. At the same time, many eyes in the city turned to his location. When they saw Dirrell's Behind the figure, excitement and surprise could not help but appear.

"It's the golden holy dragon with six artifacts!"

"The Lord of Thousands of Angels, I heard that the artifact he possesses can summon an angel army to descend. It was under the siege of this angel army that Carlos, the king of Lan Ting, had to choose to retreat."

"Wow, Zhenlihao, is our Luoye City saved?"

"Of course, haven't you seen how huge this dragon's body is? Those ancient dragons are not even half as big as him."

"It is said that the Holy Dragon is still a teenage dragon. Is this true?"

"How is that possible? Where have you heard so few rumors? Listen to the nonsense of those bards. Nine and a half of their ten sentences are false, and the remaining half are lies within lies. They are all made up. Stories used to defraud money.”

"I find it very interesting. Besides, isn't Carlos, the Blue Ting King, just an adult?"

"Which bard did you hear this from?"

When Tyrell took two legendary paladins and a group of family members and crossed the border to the middle of the continent, near a city in the west, the elemental authority that controlled the wind allowed him to listen to the conversations and discussions coming from this small town. Voice.

Compared to his title of Storm Lord, those malicious titles have a wider spread and are more recognized.

Tyrell could feel that most of the eyes looking at him from every corner of the city were filled with expectation, awe and admiration, but a very small part of them were indescribable.

Artifacts are always so tempting that people are eager to possess them. Even if the appearance, equipment requirements and functions of the artifact are not clear, just the word "artifact" is enough to arouse the greed deep in the hearts of intelligent races.

"Your Excellency Tyrell, this is Luoye City."

The legendary paladin, whose whole body was wrapped in holy light and walked in the air, introduced Dirrell.

Tyrell looked at the light bursting out of the paladin's body, which represented order and some kind of justice.

This is a power that can only be obtained by becoming a paladin. It is not a gift from the gods, but is given by a more grand, almost conceptual source of power.

Therefore, a powerful paladin does not need to believe in any gods, but they do not have no faith. What they believe in is not a being with independent personality and thoughts.

“Nice city.”

Tyrell looked away from the paladin and looked down at the city below that was stained with the atmosphere of war in the outer area.

This is a city with a population of less than 300,000. In Tyrell's eyes, it is naturally a small city, not as good as a district in Punolando Port, but even so, it can be regarded as a well-known city in the central region. .

It’s not because the surrounding cities are worse than this, but because in the center of this city stands a white tower with a delicate and prosperous alchemical matrix inscribed on it. With this tower rolling majestic elemental clouds as the core, the surrounding The houses are distributed in a ring, from the inside to the outside, gradually spreading outward, lowering layer by layer. All the houses seem to exist to protect the central tower.

Of course, it just looks like it. In fact, this mage tower protects all residents in this area, and this city was built because of this mage tower standing here.

When Tyrell slowly fell from the sky, it could be seen that even during the war, the streets in the city were still bustling with people. In addition to the main humanoid group, there were many common species in the city, and there were even Similar to snake people, satyrs, hawks and other extremely rare races.

However, even though there are so many aliens, many races still coexist harmoniously, which is enough to show the tolerance and strong ruling ability of the rulers here.

"Your Excellency Tyrell!"

Before Diriel could land completely in the city, with the shining of a gorgeous magical aura, a lady wearing a veil on her head, whose face was difficult to see clearly, but whose graceful figure could also be seen, appeared in front of him. This is a very rare female spell caster, but the elements that make the whole city rhythm with her movements are enough to prove how powerful she is in casting spells.

"I am the Lord of Fallen Leaf City, the owner of the White Sand Tower, Anya. On behalf of this city, I welcome you."

"Anya, it's a very good name, but I didn't expect such a powerful spell caster to be so young."

Tyrell looked at the Miaoman female mage whose face was hard to see clearly in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he could only distinguish the smell in the air and the soul breath she showed. You can roughly infer her age group.

The soul that has gone through the years, even if it looks quite young, cannot hide the aura of decay.

"When it comes to youth, I'm afraid there is no creature on this continent who is qualified to compare with you. You are just a teenager among the dragon clan. To humans, you are just a child who has not grown up yet, but now you have It is powerful enough to shock the continent, and its fame spreads throughout the world. This is an achievement that can only be achieved by beings destined to become immortal beings."

"Hahaha, I feel a little embarrassed when you flatter me like this."

"This is not flattery, but the most pertinent evaluation I have made when I see you now. Originally, I thought that the news I heard contained many falsehoods, but now I can confirm that the rumors are not exaggerated. , On the contrary, I underestimated you.”

"If I didn't do something, I would really be sorry for your compliments."

Di Ruier cast his gaze outside Luoye City, and following a line of gaze spying on him, he saw a dragon hidden in the green mountain forest dozens of kilometers away, shrouded in emerald green smoke.

Ancient green dragon!

Dirrell didn't know the specific name or origin, and he didn't intend to ask the female mage in front of him. He felt it was unnecessary and it was just a waste of time.

He only needed to confirm that the dragon had the aura from Carlos, that it was a follower of the Dragon King, and that it was an enemy that he needed to kill. That was enough.

"Haven't you seen enough? Are you so confident in your own power?"

Just like tearing a piece of paper, Tyrell instantly opened the space in front of him. Regardless of the shocked look of the female mage beside him, he stretched out a claw and penetrated into the highly corrosive and toxic smoke. In the middle, he grabbed an ancient green dragon that was in panic and had no time to cast a spell to escape.

"Come here!"

The scorching and shining thunder leaped on the golden-scaled dragon claws, evaporating and annihilating the poisonous mist that seemed to have its own will to live. The strong wind also swept along with the thunder, revealing the green dragon hidden in the poisonous mist. A look of embarrassment.

This is a huge dragon with a body length of more than forty meters, close to fifty meters. Although the green dragon is not known for its powerful body among the five-color dragons, it is so big that even if it is not proficient in spellcasting power, it can still to destroy a city with ease.

What's more, among the five-color dragons, the green dragon is the easiest and most willing to contact and study spells in advance. However, at this moment, the spell-casting power of this ancient dragon seems so weak and pitiful under the absolute violence, exploding the flickering elements. The brilliance was like a street trick performance, serving no purpose other than stimulating the eyeballs.

"Your Majesty Carlos!"

The green dragon screamed. She was willing to learn from the lizard and give up part of her body to get a chance to escape. But the problem was that she was locked at this moment, and the bronze dragon in its fierce hands did not give a chance at all. It was her who was caught. Neck, no matter how cruel she is, she can't tear her neck apart.

"The louder it is, the better it will be able to lure Carlos over."

Regardless of the green dragon's struggle and resistance, Tyrell forcibly dragged the more than 40-meter-long dragon out of the space door. The dragon's claws dug deeply into her flesh and blood, piercing her spine and killing her. Just carrying it in mid-air.

"this……"

Whether it was the female mage Anya who specially ran out to greet him or the two legendary paladins who followed Diril, they could not help but be stunned at this moment.

Although they knew that the ancestral dragons were extremely powerful, with the fierce record of the Blue Ting King, they did not have a clear idea of ​​how strong they were, because the ancestral dragons were only as powerful as they were intermittently.

It is difficult to see anything in the fight between the ancestral dragons, but when one of the ancestral dragons attacks the ancient dragon that has survived the millennium, the gap between them can be seen even by a child who cannot read. figure it out.

This was a complete crushing. Although Dirrell's size seemed to be only a few times larger than the green dragon, the green dragon had no power to resist as soon as he took action.

The spell shields on her body and various spells used to save herself and escape were destroyed before she could use them. As for the resistance and struggle of her own dragon body, she looked even more delicate and weak, as if she was suddenly attacked by a burly man. The weak girl who was holding him down looked like she was flirting with her struggle.

But in fact, Dirrell is just a teenage dragon. On the contrary, the scales are like a green dragon carved from jade. Even among the dragon clan, it is a thousand-year-old antique. Of course, if it transforms, it will still be extremely beautiful. young women.

"You're such a loser. Your throat is about to burst. You didn't see Carlos coming to save you."

Not waiting for the dragon he wanted to see, Tyrell was in a bad mood. Arcs of electricity shone between his scales, and then merged with each other to form thick thunderbolts. Those thunderbolts jumped on his body, and then poured into the struggling green dragon. On the dragon.

Roar~

A roar of pain rang out, but soon turned into a sound of wailing and begging for mercy that saddened the listener and made the listener cry.

"Miss Anya."

Tyrell slowly toyed with the ancient green dragon in his hand, breaking the bones in her body one by one.

"Your Excellency Tyrell, please speak."

After confronting this green dragon for nearly two months, Anya, who knew how difficult the opponent was, couldn't help but have a look of awe in her eyes when she saw her opponent's fate at this moment.

"Have you ever heard a rumor about me?"

"I don't know which one you are talking about?"

Anya asked subconsciously, but she quickly realized the inaccuracy in her words and quickly added,

"I don't mean anything else, it's just that I heard a lot of rumors about you, which are very confusing."

"Some people call me the dragon who controls the artifact. Have you heard of it?"

"I've heard of this before."

The female mage nodded subconsciously, and at this time, a legendary paladin who was guarding Anya and another legendary caster also came into the air, but they did not dare to approach.

This is two legendary dragon clans fighting. Although the dragon clan on their side has completely suppressed the evil dragon, it is always better to be cautious.

"Do you know the origin of this title?"

"I heard that this is because you have mastered multiple artifacts?"

Anya replied smoothly, but her tone was a bit reserved, even though her mage tower was right behind her.

"Then do you know how many artifacts I have mastered?"

"I heard it was six pieces."

"I have to correct you, this is a rumor."

Dirrell shook off the ancient green dragon that was struggling with less and less strength in his hands. I have to say that bullying such a dragon that is good at casting spells is still very interesting. Once you crush them in the direction they are best at, they will not be able to do anything in other areas. , they can only do nothing to fight back and let them be manipulated.

"What about you?"

Even if she is a mage, Anya's eyes can't help but show curiosity at this moment. After all, it is an artifact, who wouldn't be interested?

"I have mastered seven artifacts. How could it be six? Who am I looking down on?"

Dirrell refuted the rumors for himself with a courage filled with indignation. His voice did not hold back at all, and spread throughout this small mage city almost in an instant, which also made many people's eyes unbearable. His eyes widened.

"this!"

Even the legendary mage Anya, who prides herself on being well-informed, doesn't know how to respond at this moment. She has no idea what this dragon wants to do. Is it showing off to her? Some kind of dragon courtship?

"Want to see it? My unknown seventh artifact?"

I'll make up for it tomorrow. I can't stand it today. I had insomnia last night.