Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"This is really a monster!"

Guderian, the ancient golden dragon, looked up at the ferocious and ferocious living alchemy weapon in front of him. His golden dragon eyes, which had seen the rotation of thousands of years, could not help but feel a bit of shock at this moment.

It was a dragon, a huge red dragon with seven heads, six wings, and three tails. Its size was so huge that even his posture when possessed by the Dragon God could not compare with it.

This is a killing weapon that is impossible to breed in the material world and natural environment. The dragon horns lingering in the light of the elements, the scales shining with metallic luster, including the long and thin tail... Every part of this demonic dragon's body Every inch is born for killing and destruction. This is a terrifying war monster.

However, what shocked Guderian was the madness and paranoia he felt from this war monster created by nature to achieve his goals by any means necessary.

It was this kind of madness and paranoia that created this kind of monster that would make an ancient dragon like him feel a little scared when he saw it. He couldn't imagine what kind of terrible things would happen if this monster in front of him was allowed to wreak havoc on the earth. as a result of.

However, Guderian, the ancient golden dragon, looked to one side. They were two exotic bronze dragons with their heads raised high and pride written on their faces. Their scales were completely different from the normal bronze dragons, and they were closer to what they had become. The ancestral Tyriel.

These are Tyrell's compatriots, two bronze dragons with equally outstanding talents, but slightly inferior to their elder brother.

"Your Excellency Guderian, following our brother's instructions, we brought seven ten-horned red dragons to assist you. However, my brother told us that we can only defeat it if we are sure that it is a completely unstoppable force. Let it out, for it will bring utter destruction.”

"Yeah, I can see it."

Guderian nodded, but as he looked at this monster with flames surging between his breaths and poisonous fire brewing in his mouth, he couldn't help but have a trace of worry in his eyes.

He acknowledged the power of this monster, but it was precisely because the monster was too powerful that he had some doubts whether these two very outstanding young dragons were qualified to completely control it.

Such monsters are designed to kill and destroy. Once out of control, the disaster will be immeasurable. More importantly, it will seriously damage the reputation of the Metal Dragon Clan.

It was a scene he didn't want to see for the dragon stalker's faith to spread again, and when he expressed his doubts to the two young bronze dragons, he saw the two young juniors looking at each other. One look, then a knowing smile,

"Your Excellency Guderian, you don't have to worry about this. Brother allowed us to bring this dragon out because we have prepared corresponding checks and balances and we have considered the worst possibility.

This is actually a test. Once the dragon makes a move that dissatisfies us, we will dismember it and rebuild it again. "

"You can dismember it at any time?"

Guderian was shocked again.

"Of course, we also participated in the manufacturing process of the big red dragon. Every scale on its body was smelted by us. We know it better than ourselves, so we are very confident."

Ai Luo answered calmly and confidently. Even if he is a bronze dragon that has not grown up yet, facing a thousand-year-old dragon, he has a calmness that is not belonging to this age group.

"Then can you tell me, this old guy, what checks and balances you have prepared?"

Looking at the two bronze dragons in front of him, Guderian's eyes were filled with admiration, but he did not forget to add,

"It's not distrust, it's just curiosity. After all, this dragon is so terrifying. Do you rely on some special magic circle or some alchemical matrix that you have reserved to destroy it the moment it loses control?"

"Your Excellency Guderian, you have guessed wrong. The preventive measures they are talking about are not any matrix engraved in the body of this big red dragon. Every part of this monster is designed for war."

The sacred brilliance shines in the palace where the dragon is entrenched, and the archangel with six wings appears, except for the dragon horns extending from his forehead, and the pair of dragon scales on his body that are intertwined. The armor made him look so majestic and powerful that the moment he appeared, he aroused Gu Jinlong's vigilance.

"The real preventive measure is me. I will be responsible for killing this alchemical creature when it gets out of control."

"Who are you?"

Examining the Seraphim Archangel in front of him, who was a little too abnormal in terms of form and power, Guderian asked cautiously, but he saw that the two bronze dragons did not show any reaction to the appearance of this angel. Surprised, with a normal expression, it was obvious that he had known about his existence for a long time, so he was slightly relieved.

"Blood Angel, Angeles."

The archangel, who showed his presence in the main material world for the first time, introduced himself to the first ancient dragon he met.

"Blood Angels?"

Guderian thought seriously and searched his memory for a long time before finally confirming,

"What kind of angel is this? I've never heard of it."

"For now, I am the only Blood Angel."

"temporary?"

Guderian noticed it, but he was more concerned about other issues now,

"What is your relationship with Tyrell?"

The dragon scales and dragon horns on this seraph's body look familiar, and they are inseparable from Dirrell. If it were originally, he wouldn't have to pay too much attention to this aspect, but now He already knew that his granddaughter had become a partner with Tyrell, so he had to ask.

"That is my father, my maker!"

Angeles replied.

"Your father?!"

Guderian's expression suddenly became particularly exciting. Although if he thought about it for a moment, he would know that there must be something hidden, but for him, this matter did have a lot of impact.

"You don't have to misunderstand me. My birth was shaped by my father with his own blood. Strictly speaking, there is no essential difference between me and the war beast in front of you."

Angeles did not shy away from his origins and birth, and he was able to accept it all.

"I see."

Guderian seemed to have some realization, but he couldn't understand when Dirrell's alchemy skills had reached such a level that he could create legendary life forms one after another.

"I am also following my father's instructions and coming to help you!"

"Are you coming to help me?"

"Yes, but before that, I want to know the specific situation. This continent is very unfamiliar to me."

"Well, okay, let me tell you in detail."

Compared with a war beast that has the potential risk of losing control, even if it has powerful destructive capabilities, as an ancient golden dragon that is getting older and increasingly conservative and stable, Guderian prefers the archangel in front of him, who looks humble. A decent, intelligent life form with complete thinking and will that can communicate.

"good."

Under the instructions of Tyrell, the Holy Blood Angel Angeles entered the increasingly chaotic continent of Elmond. In the presence of the ancient golden dragon Guderian, the Holy Blood Angel with legendary combat power soon emerged.

Holy Judge!

This is the title that Angles acquired in less than half a year in the increasingly chaotic Elmond continent. Under the guidance of the ancient golden dragon Guderian, this great man who already possessed the righteous blood of the bronze dragon The archangel carries out a devastating attack on many sources of crime and chaos.

This makes many intelligent races who long for peace and a peaceful life have great favor and expectations for this archangel who has distinctive dragon-like characteristics and is suspected of being a hybrid.

In contrast, the Big Red Dragon, who was also sent to assist Guderian, did not have such a good reputation and treatment.

Demon King!

This is the title given to the great red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, as it always appears in cities where cultists perform evil bloody sacrifices.

In entire cities or towns and other population centers, all were sacrificed by devils or believers of devils, or even believers of evil gods. After the sacrifices were completed, powerful evil forces descended from outside the world and entered the inside of the world. When it is irreversible, the big red dragon will be dispatched by Guderian.

A war monster created from the most tenacious Hydra and the most ferocious monster in hell, the Ancient Hellfire Dragon, combined with alchemy and the most advanced technologies in many different fields.

Such a giant beast born for destruction and killing descends on the battlefield. Even the monsters in the abyss and purgatory and the minions of the evil god, when facing him, most of them are like weak babies meeting a burly man, with almost no strength. Much resistance.

Except for a very small number of legendary monsters that came and made the big red dragon useless for a while, the monsters under the legend were food to it.

Therefore, the big red dragon can always solve the mess caused by the evil people with a crushing force, but when it leaves, what will be left behind will definitely be the burning ruins of the sea of ​​fire.

Therefore, the big red dragon was named the Demon King. Wherever it goes, it will usher in complete destruction. Instead of being like the Holy Judge, his arrival can bring hope and new life to the surviving intelligent species. The reviews of the two can be described as polarizing. .

Although for those who understand, there is no difference between them. They all come from the subordinates of the bronze dragon Lord Diriel, and are the projection of his will and the extension of his power in Elmond Continent. But for ordinary wisdom, In terms of species, the two are completely different.

Thanks to the assistance of two seemingly powerful combatants, one good and one evil, it didn't take long for Guderian to gain a firm foothold in Elmond Continent.

With the mysterious help of five colorful ancient dragons, Guderian successfully recovered Midgar, the capital of the destroyed Ansel Kingdom.

This city, which was originally extremely prosperous, suffered many devastating attacks during the battle with the evil dragon, and was finally occupied by monsters. However, it welcomed the new ruler with an extremely miserable appearance.

"It turned out to be like this!"

The stench is soaring into the sky and filth is everywhere. The once prosperous human capital is now no better than a ruin. There are not many human beings visible in it. Even if there are, they are basically in a state of survival.

They live here as a city of monster slaves. Although the rule of the Color Dragon Clan has been disintegrated, they have not ushered in a new human ruler.

"It seems that everything must be demolished and rebuilt!"

Gu Jinlong looked at this city that he was quite familiar with. After thinking about it for a moment, he shook off his sadness and cheered up again.

As a thousand-year-old dragon, he has seen too much destruction, but destruction does not mean the end. There will also be a new life. He can build a more magnificent city on the ruins of this city.

Under the call of the Ancient Golden Dragon and the influence of the Holy Judge, many intelligent races who longed for a peaceful and stable life began to migrate to Midgar, including the human group.

Under the rule of the chromatic dragon, the humans who originally had an absolute numerical advantage in this area were massacred.

There are less than one in a hundred humans who have persisted and survived. This short-lived race, which was originally extremely fertile, has become a minority group in the area ruled by the color dragon in just a few decades.

This also caused many human survivors who returned to the old capital of the Ansel Kingdom to kneel on the ground and cry loudly the moment they saw the outline of the city.

The life of wandering around and hiding in Tibet is over, and a new life is about to begin.

The reconstruction work of Midgar began steadily with the arrival of many intelligent races, but the first building built was the teleportation palace decorated by the ancient golden dragon himself.

There is a teleportation array connected to the Red Dragon Volcano Group on the Sukrit Continent. When the construction of this array is completed, there will be a bright and dazzling spiritual light.

The majestic and sacred ancestral bronze dragon walked out of it. The different environments between the continents made the dragon couldn't help but take a deep breath of a large amount of air and appreciate the differences.

"This is Midgar! Finally we see it."

Di Ruier walked out of the newly built palace and looked down at the bustling city. His indifferent dragon pupils could not help but feel some waves.

Decades ago, someone was invited to attend his wedding here, but for the sake of safety, Tyrell did not leave the Golden Dragon's castle, so he declined the invitation.

Although he still thinks that the decision at that time was right, it also became a regret, even though the man brought his bride to see him in person.

"What you see now are the ruins left behind by Midgar. I remember the original appearance of this city, and I can make craftsmen recreate it."

Guderian stood next to Tyrell and proactively suggested.

"No need, even if we can reproduce the exact same building, we can't bring back the people of the past. Besides, human cities are not suitable for us. Let's rebuild the city according to the most suitable current situation."

Tyrell directly rejected Gu Jinlong's proposal, but soon he issued a new order, but it was a reward order. He wanted to find a polyhedron that looked like it was polished from obsidian.

The Soul Stone given by the Demon God of Destruction is a sealed object that can imprison the Demon God's soul and preserve the integrity of a mortal's soul.

"Aslan!"