Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Hmm~

I opened my eyes from a long sleep, and my sunken consciousness gradually regained my mood. The first thing that caught my eye was the increasingly majestic World Tree. No matter what kind of creature, standing in front of this majestic giant tree, it can only feel aware of one's own weakness and insignificance.

"Hey, mistress is awake."

"Let's go call the Lord!"

"Huhu~ Hurry up."

The dragon elves surrounded the golden dragon that had awakened from its long sleep, and cheered loudly. Su Hailun felt her powerful and unfamiliar body at the moment, adapting silently, while looking around at this increasingly vast and increasingly close to the rules of the main material world. A super giant demiplane.

According to Tyrell's description, this demiplane will eventually evolve into a world with complete rules and continue to expand as the World Tree grows.

As for where the nutrients needed to grow the World Tree and perfect the rules of the demiplane come from, this is a question Su Hailun did not think about, because the answer is right there.

Tyrell is not here. Logically speaking, based on his relationship with World Tree, he should feel her awakening immediately. Maybe he is very busy now, Su Hailun can still think silently.

At this time, Jinlong had gradually adapted to her body. She moved a little while looking up at the world tree above her head that blocked the sky and the sun, and looked at the fruits that were giving birth to powerful auras between the tree crowns.

Su Hailun knew that each fruit represented a member of the divine tree family. They had infinite potential and could grow without limit, and could even rival the gods, because she was considered one of them.

Now, she is also a dependent of the World Tree in front of her, and her status is second only to Tyrell, the king of the sacred tree.

It was unimaginable that Dirrell would actually hand over such powerful authority into her hands. The trust and respect he placed in her even made her feel a little scared and even uneasy. She did not want to live up to this expectation.

"Now, I should be able to help him!"

Before meeting Di Ruil, Su Hailun was proud of her identity as a golden dragon. But after she met Di Ruil and his body gradually showed differences that were different from ordinary bronze dragons, she often lamented her own identity. Weak, and no longer reserved for the blood of a golden dragon, and even felt inferior.

This emotion reached its peak when Tyrell had to face Kalos, the King of Thunder, and she was forced to hide in a demiplane.

She watched helplessly as her partner fought with the extremely ferocious dragon that caused endless carnage, but she was unable to do anything. She could only learn alchemy in the demiplane that she was not interested in until the end of the war. , and she didn’t help at all.

"Su Hailun, you're awake! How do you feel?"

When the golden dragon tried to stretch its wings and prepare to soar into the sky, adapting to the surge of strength and body during flight, with a flash of golden light, a familiar dragon shadow appeared in front of her, a sacred and majestic figure. It still made her heartbroken, but the aura that made her feel oppressive in the past was much lighter now, and she even felt a sense of closeness that originated from the depths of her soul and blood.

"What a big change!"

Looking at the golden dragon that had been sleeping for three years, Di Ruier couldn't help but exclaimed. The scales on the golden dragon in front of him reflected a brilliant light like diamonds. From a distance, it looked like a dancing golden dragon. red flame.

The golden dragon eyes seem to contain a burning sun, with infinite majesty and power contained in them. This is the external manifestation and symbol of her authority to control the flames.

On her forehead, six dragon horns winding at different angles also indicate the extent to which her bloodline has evolved. Although not absolute, the number of dragon horns is also a reflection of the dragon bloodline.

The most typical one is the white dragon. As the white dragon is recognized as the weakest dragon clan, there is not even a real dragon horn on the top of its head, only some horny protrusions.

"I think it's okay."

When she was young, Su Hailun was only considered to be relatively talented. When she became a young dragon, she had become an ancestral golden dragon that was superior to its kind in all aspects.

Except for the color and temperament of her scales, which are reminiscent of golden dragons, in other aspects, she has little to do with golden dragons in the traditional sense.

But even after waking up now, with power comparable to that of an ancient dragon, Su Hailun didn't feel any pride in her heart, just because of the existence of this male dragon in front of her.

She can be sure that even if she searches for the best dragons out there, when she sees the dragon in front of her, all the confidence she has built up since birth, as well as her confidence in her own strength and talent, will be destroyed. of arrogance.

"It seems like you're still not used to it. Come on, let me help you get used to it!"

Seeing that Su Hailun, who had not moved much since waking up out of caution, Di Ruier gradually approached with some intention.

"What do you want to do?"

The golden dragon couldn't help but take a step back, because the intention of the male dragon in front of her was too obvious, but she didn't want to do it in this state. She had not yet adapted to the body that was still somewhat unfamiliar to her.

"help you!"

An intimate partner who has had in-depth exchanges for hundreds of times, after not seeing each other for several years, has transformed into a new and more perfect posture from beginning to end. For Di Ruier, who has grown up and has become increasingly powerful in all aspects, it is a perfect match. An unspeakable temptation.

He does not need to be restrained and restrained. This is a partner that he admits personally, and everything he does is reasonable and legal.

"No, wait a minute, I'm not ready yet."

Seeing Di Ruier approaching, Su Hailun subconsciously became a little panicked. Even though she had mastered the legendary power that she had longed for for a long time, this power had no sense of existence when facing the dragon in front of her.

"It's just that you're not prepared. Don't you think it's more fun that way?"

The golden dragon that woke up from its slumber has a body length of more than fifty meters. This is a size that only golden dragons that have entered the ancient dragon stage can have. Su Hailun, who is still only a young dragon, already has such a size.

But for Tyrell, such a size does not have any oppressive power, but makes him even more eager to move, because compared to his size, a golden dragon with such a size is just right, and he does not even need to cast spells to change it. Big becomes small.

"Only a male dragon like you would find it interesting!"

Under the oppression of the male dragon, the golden dragon began to struggle hard, and at this time, she realized how weak the dragon was when facing this dragon. Unbearable.

"Other male dragons are not as lucky as me to find a perfect partner like you."

He easily overthrew the golden dragon, and the bronze dragon that was pinned down lowered his head. The smell from the golden dragon's body, as the blood sublimated and transformed, turned into a fragrance that was even more fascinating to the dragon. Compared with the red dragon, , more attractive to him.

"You can coax me when I'm still a young dragon, but I'm a young dragon now."

Jin Long, whose physical resistance gradually became weak, was still a little unconvinced and wanted to show off his advantages in other aspects, but after thinking about it, only age was worth talking about.

"Oh? So what?"

Tyrell, who was still just a teenage dragon, didn't care.

"Do you need me to call you sister?"

"May I recognize your brother?"

"I call you sister, you really dare to agree. It seems that I need to let your sister have a good taste. My brother is so awesome!"

After not communicating for a long time, Di Ruier began to guide Jin Long to gradually adapt to his own rhythm. However, when he arrived, he seemed to be in a bit of a hurry and forgot to clean up some of the smell on his body. As he was adapting, his expression began to change. The comfortable Jinlong noticed it.

"What's wrong?"

Dirrell could clearly detect the changes in the golden dragon.

"You smell like dried roses. If I remember correctly, this should be the unique smell of the red dragon."

"Your sense of smell is really sharp, you noticed this!"

Dirrell smiled, and then admitted very calmly, with a calm expression. After starting to charge, a real warrior must move forward indomitably, and will never give up until the goal is achieved.

"You raised that red dragon yourself, right?"

Jin Long asked softly.

She had been mentally prepared for this kind of thing, but when it actually happened and the dragon revealed it to her without hesitation, some unspeakable emotions were still quietly growing in her heart. After all, she was a golden dragon.

"Barely so. When I met her, she was already a young dragon. At that time, she was pitifully thin, but now she doesn't look like that at all."

"Then it seems you took good care of her."

The golden dragon seemed to have something on his mind, but Dirrell didn't care at all, because he didn't want to put his mind into these aspects. Even for the dragon clan, energy is limited, and there is no need to allocate too much energy to some aspects.

"Taking care of her is out of the question. The one who really takes care of her is a certain His Majesty. Recently, that Majesty made another bet."

"what happened?"

Hearing Di Ruier's words, Jin Long was slightly startled and asked quickly, because she had a premonition that something that might be related to her had happened.

"Urutia is pregnant. She should be able to lay dragon eggs soon."

Di Ruier's tone was understatement, but when his words fell on Su Hailun's ears, it was like a super storm had set off on the originally calm sea, as if it was the end of the world.

"She is pregnant?"

For a metal dragon that allowed its partner to accept other females, this undoubtedly touched her final bottom line. Su Hailun couldn't understand it, and it was a little difficult to accept it.

"how so?"

"I didn't expect that the noble Mother of Dragons would show her great power because of such a thing!"

There was a hint of amazement in Tyrell's tone. What Tiamat, the Mother of Dragons, did was indeed something he had not expected.

With his current bloodline, it is extremely difficult and almost impossible to impregnate a female dragon. The birth of his offspring can even be called a miracle.

But the gods have the power to make miracles happen and turn them into reality, but the gods must pay a sufficient price for it.

"Do you just marvel at this kind of thing?"

Seeing that Diril Su Hailun was still indifferent, he couldn't help but question, the intention of the five-color dragon queen was already obvious, but this bronze dragon master. But he still has such a dismissive attitude.

"Otherwise, what else can I do? Let Urrutia abort the child in her belly?"

Tyrell asked back, and then he shook his head,

"This is impossible. Although I don't need an heir, I won't refuse."

"That was given by the Dragon God."

"Isn't this better? This way, my child can be superior to many dragons after he is born, and he doesn't need to be like us."

"Dirrell, can you wake up? That is the mother of evil dragons, the Queen of Five Colored Dragons. Would such an evil god let you get a child with extraordinary talents in vain after paying such a price?"

"Then what do you think this Dragon God wants to do?"

"Of course it's to steal the empire you are about to build. Don't you have enough colored dragons under your command? As long as your children inherit your position, everything will become..."

"Wait a minute, I wonder if you misunderstood something?"

Tyrell still did not stop his charging action, and even found it quite novel. After all, it seemed that the only dragon with whom he could discuss business matters on a relatively equal footing was the Golden Dragon.

"What?"

"I will indeed build my own empire, but I never plan to pass this country on to any dragon. I don't need it, and there will be no successors. My children will always be just my children and will not become the successors of the empire. By."

Only countries established by short-lived species urgently need to establish the existence of successors, but Tyrell, who now has a near-immortal life, does not feel that he needs this.

If one day in the future the World Tree is cut down and he is forced to fall because of those powerful forces that he cannot resist, then let his empire collapse and disintegrate.

"Dirrell, you!"

Su Hailun couldn't help but be shocked when she heard Di Ruier's words.

"Your worries are unnecessary. If that red dragon is only the bearer of the evil god's will and a secular puppet, I will execute him with my own hands and will never let him taint my life. Bloodline.”

There was an unspeakable indifference and iron-bloodedness in Dirrell's tone, and these words finally made Jin Long feel relieved. It seemed that her partner was not completely unsuspecting.

"Dirrell, do you want your own child?"

"I don't really want to, but if there is, I won't refuse."

Feeling that the golden dragon under him began to cooperate with him again, Di Ruier's expression suddenly became subtle.

"If that's the case, then why don't we work hard to conceive a child that belongs to us."

"If we don't pray to His Majesty the Dragon God Bahamut, it might be a little difficult for us with just two dragons!"

Tyrell had a clear understanding of the difficulty of giving birth to his own heir. It was precisely for this reason that he did not take any safety measures when Su Hailun was sleeping and indulgent.

"No matter how difficult it is, it's still possible, right? We can try more. Besides, don't you still have the authority of the World Tree?"