Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"You are such waste!"

The Red Dragon King, soaked in the lava mountains, mocked mercilessly. The Sun God Crystal on his chest burst out with bright light and blazing heat. Even the mountains and the earth were melting and being evaporated.

"Quinn, do you know how many ancient metal dragons we have to face?"

How could the Lord of the Great Glacier and the White Dragon King Sedra endure such ridicule and insult? The ancestral bronze dragon that the Blue Dragon King had to face seemed to have endless assets that could be squandered at will, and it was constantly summoned. Metal ancient dragons descended one after another.

Under such oppression, even the White Dragon King, who conquered an entire plane and indirectly exterminated hundreds of millions of creatures, couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Trash is trash, no need to make excuses. Do you know how many ancient metal dragons I killed?"

Two streams of flames spurted out from the red dragon king's nose, and he was even more disdainful of the white dragon's argument and the blue dragon's silence.

"No matter how many you kill, so what? Have you ever faced the siege of nearly twenty ancient metal dragons at the same time? And they were all gold dragons and silver dragons, not a single copper dragon participated!"

"Where do all these metal ancient dragons come from?"

As a black dragon, the Swamp King was particularly surprised. Because of the base of the metal dragon clan, the number of ancient dragons was much less than that of color dragons, let alone gold and silver dragons.

"You have to ask Carlos's opponent, the metal ancestral dragon. I also want to know how this guy can summon so many ancient dragons to come. Are those ancient dragons helping him for free just because of his bloodline? ?"

The White Dragon King's tone was also full of depression. No matter how much he imagined, he did not expect that this blue dragon's opponent would be so difficult.

"A bunch of trash!"

The red dragon is still disdainful. This evil dragon king, who can be called a demigod, prides himself on being invincible in the material world.

"Quinn, yes, since you are so conceited, then come over and help me!"

The blue diamond-like scales were still as bright as ever, but his expression was no longer as unruly as before. Carlos, the Blue Ting King, opened his mouth and invited the Dragon King to come to the world of Carlos.

This was an idea that he would never have had in the past, but the situation was different now. He could sense that there was some kind of huge force behind the ancestral metal dragon that intervened.

With the capital he currently possesses, he cannot fight against him. He just invites the White Dragon King to come and assist. Failure is an inevitable result, and all the Five Color Councils must be involved.

"Jie Jie, Carlos, do you know how long I have been waiting for you to say this?"

Hearing the invitation from Blue Ting King Carlos, Red Dragon King Quinn immediately burst into laughter. The gem on his chest burst into red-gold brilliance, instantly drowning his huge and ferocious body, making it impossible for the dragon to see clearly. It looked like a sudden explosion of the sun.

"I know you covet my world, but you can come if you want. I will announce the coordinates of the world of Carlos to all the dragons in the Five Color Council. As long as you are not afraid of falling, then feel free to come!"

Carlos, who seemed calm, made a decision that could be called crazy. Even Sedra, the White Dragon King, looked at Carlos in shock.

Because any creature with the most basic common sense of multi-dimensionality knows that they should never reveal the coordinates of their world easily. This will not only seriously threaten the danger of the world they live in, but also bring unimaginable harm to themselves.

However, thinking about the enemies we faced, it seemed that it was not too much to make such a decision. Without involving the Five Color Council, it was indeed beyond the power of just relying on the two dragons to fight against them.

"It seems that you have indeed encountered a very troublesome dragon. This makes me a little curious. I wonder if I can come over and take a look?"

The Ludu Dragon Mother spoke softly, as if she was seeking the opinion of Carlos, the Blue Ting King.

"I said, as long as you are not afraid of falling, feel free to come over."

Carlos glanced at this bumbling green dragon with cold eyes.

"Hey, Carlos, you want us to support you like the Metal Dragon Clan, that's fine, but have you figured out how to pay for our arrival?"

The king of the black dragon swamp, whose body exuded the aura of endless decay and death, asked in a hissing voice.

"remuneration?"

Carlos sneered,

"Isn't it enough to announce the coordinates to you and allow you to come to my world to plunder? You don't have to come if you don't want to come."

"Hoho, Carlos, this is what you said. No matter what you plunder, it is our reward. You are not allowed to stop us in any way."

The Swamp King's expression suddenly became excited, and the beating soul fire rushed out of his eyes. Even his skull could not wrap it up. The greed and desire in the eyes of this evil dragon king who had begun to gradually become undead No longer concealed.

"Of course, as long as you have the ability."

Carlos sneered in response, of course he knew what these guys were planning.

For dragons of this level, gold, silver and jewelry are not taken seriously at all. Even those extraordinary equipment that are chased by thousands of intelligent creatures are useless. Their biggest role is to decorate the treasure house.

They invade other material planes, and what they want to plunder are the unique world treasures in the world. These treasures can create unimaginable miracles as long as they are used properly.

"If that's the case, then we won't be polite!"

The red flames swept thousands of miles, and in less than half a quarter of an hour, the frozen soil created by the Glacier King and his thousands of white dragon servants melted, turning it into a land of burning flames.

It was like the eruption of a super volcano. The blazing high temperature swept across the Suklit continent. The entire continent was now entering the scorching summer season. Even in the western sea, the sea water began to heat up and boil.

The sea tribes that live in offshore areas, even the extremely adaptable aquatic trolls, have begun to migrate as a family to stay away from the mainland.

"His Royal Highness Tyrell!"

Those dragons that were so powerful that they could sense their existence even from far away from the end of the world, aroused the alertness of many ancient metal dragons as soon as they arrived in the world of Kallos.

The ancient dragons naturally found Diriel, because at this point in the dragon war, the trend of losing control has become increasingly obvious. Even a war in which even the ancient dragons cannot save their lives is naturally taboo by the participants.

"Carlos, is this your destiny?!"

Tyrell was perched on the high tower, looking to the west, with a cold look in his eyes, and a hint of disappointment.

Because the King of Blue Ting, who could be called the shadow of his childhood, is nothing more than that now. He clearly claims to be carrying the so-called destiny, but he continues to introduce dragons who have extremely bad intentions towards the world into the world. Just to fight him.

Perhaps he hoped that these evil dragons would consume each other with him, while he would take advantage of the opportunity to make profits, but having such an idea was too naive and stupid, or was this a desperate struggle?

"Such a destiny should disappear as soon as possible."

"Dirrell, what should we do now?"

The silver dragon Emilia stood behind Tyrell. She looked at the flowing fire sweeping in from the far end of the world, her eyes filled with a touch of fear and worry.

Now this war is no longer a question of whether it can be won, because the color ancient dragons that have descended are becoming more and more powerful, and the battle between the ancient dragons, even if they are deliberately restrained, will cause irreversible damage to the surrounding environment.

In this way, even the victor will end up with a wasteland that is full of desolation and difficult to repair. Why is there any need to carry out such a war?

"Of course, keep fighting until you are completely victorious!"

Tyrell turned around, turned his head, and looked at the ancient dragons beside him who were all looking at him, with firm and sharp eyes.

"Are you prepared to give up this fertile world to a group of evil dragons?"

"In the face of evil, of course we will not make any concessions, but even if we win, what you will get in the end is probably worthless wasteland."

The ancient golden dragon Havadis reminded that he knew what this young and talented bronze dragon wanted, but insisting on war would make it difficult to achieve his goal.

In this case, it is purely fighting for the so-called justice. Not only will there be no gain, but also huge losses will be faced.

For every ancient metal dragon's activities, including him, the bronze dragon in front of him has to pay for it. Although the Dragon God has issued an oracle and is willing to guarantee this bronze dragon, this dragon has never owed anything. A debt is paid off in one lump sum each time.

Such a bold attitude made many ancient dragons who felt the danger at this moment seek his opinion to see his attitude towards this war.

"This has nothing to do with you. You just need to drive out all these evil dragons for me."

All Tyrell cares about is the land itself. As for the land, which was destroyed during the war and turned into a wasteland that cannot produce any resources, in his opinion, it is an issue not worth mentioning.

Because this is not a problem at all for World Tree. The sacred tree that can create the world has the power to turn decay into magic. This is the basic talent of World Tree. Even the land that has been eroded by the abyss for hundreds of years can be restored. In an instant, it is purified and transformed into a paradise.

It's just that in the war between ancient dragons, it is not difficult for World Tree to re-give life to the land that was destroyed.

Even Tyrell himself can do it. The natural authority possessed by the King of Divine Trees is not just fun to watch.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you need to summon more dragons."

"Um!"

Although he agreed, this time, Di Ruier did not summon the ancient dragon through the metal dragon book. Instead, he found a newly built temple of the platinum dragon god.

"Your Majesty, would you like to throw all the pressure on me? It's not appropriate!"

Tyrell stared at the statue made of platinum. It seemed to possess a touch of divinity, mighty and majestic, but his tone was not very respectful.

So far, the remuneration he has paid to the summoned ancient metal dragons has far exceeded the cost of a large-scale war, even though the cost of obtaining these remunerations is extremely low.

But the problem is, if he didn't have such an enemy, he would have been rich enough to rival the country. He could use these funds to create an iron army that could sweep across the continent.

"My child, I have given you all the support I can give you, what else do you need from me?"

On the high altar, the metal statue made of platinum took on the nature of a living creature. The head that was hovering upward suddenly lowered. The brilliance of divinity shone in the pupils, and the inside and outside of the temple began to separate. , became a temporary independent special space.

"Your Majesty, I need your support. I don't know what I need to offer you? Only then will you be willing to send a divine punishment, or a divine punishment!"

Looking through the Metal Dragon Book, it is better to ask the dragon god in front of you directly for help. As long as this dragon god is willing to end, those dragons that can cause elemental disasters with their own strength are not enough to be afraid.

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The platinum dragon god Bahamut suddenly fell into silence when he was approached. Although he was very happy to provide support to outstanding young juniors, this was the first time he accepted such a request for help.

Dragon believers can be said to be the most unique type of believers among all living beings. They are ordinary wisdom species. As long as their belief level reaches that of a devout believer, they will not hesitate even if they offer all their property.

But as long as dragons can offer a copper plate to the gods they believe in, they can join the ranks of devout believers. However, there are very few dragons like this. The vast majority of dragons who believe in dragon gods are only shallow believers. That's all, don't even think about offering your property to the gods, even a copper plate.

Even some devout believers will deliberately separate and store the idols of their gods and property, and will never let them stay in the same space.

Because there is a dragon god who has no limits and has an extremely bad precedent. He stole the property of believers without their consent - and was also discovered.

After this, all the dragon believers of the Dragon God began to be wary of their own beliefs.

It can be seen from this that when a dragon offers to pay tribute, the Dragon God will be very surprised, because even devout believers and fanatic believers cannot do this kind of thing. Dragons are more obsessed with treasure than other races. Incomprehensible.

"Your Majesty, I am waiting for your response!"

Tyrell urged, seemingly unaware of how shocking and unbelievable what he said was to the dragon clan.

"My child, you don't have to be so anxious. Many justice gods have noticed the growth of evil power in your world. The three gods of justice have decided to recruit and dispatch more paladins to your world."

The Platinum Dragon God informed Diril of the shocking news. There are gods who are preparing to enter and participate in this war, because these evil dragon kings have committed unforgivable crimes in their own world and have harmed the surrounding world. It has caused immeasurable harm.

"This is indeed quite exciting news for Long, but in comparison, I still hope that you can give me strength."

Tyrell still did not give up the idea he just had, although his idea was quite offensive.

"You have outstanding talents and are among the best among my many children. If you make a request to me, as your father, I will naturally grant it."

The Platinum Dragon God's attitude was still gentle. Suddenly, his words changed.

"But what can you offer me for this?"

"I don't have any particularly valuable property. I can only replace it with a statue made of fine gold in exchange for a chance for you to descend from the gods. What do you think?"