Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Wow~

In the storm that seemed to overturn the sky and the earth, even the branches and leaves of the World Tree were shaking slightly due to the raging storm, but not a single leaf fell down.

[Dirrell, the extent of your evolution and enhancement this time is really good! 】

The sigh of World Tree sounded in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness of Di Ruier who gradually adapted to controlling his body.

"indeed."

Although there is no suitable opponent to test the power contained in his dragon body at this moment, Di Ruier is very confident that at this moment, his physical strength alone is enough to suppress any color dragon with ancestral blood.

[I suggest you go to the main material world to test the power you have now! 】

World Tree suggested rather sincerely that although the rules of the demiplane it opened up were very stable, it was not a material world with complete rules after all, and it could not withstand such a disaster as Tyrell, even if he did it unintentionally.

"I'm going out right now."

Feeling the implicit complaint in Yggdrasil's words, Tyrell glanced around and felt the huge load his existence had brought to this demiplane, because his growth span this time was too great. Unable to perfectly restrain one's own power.

According to Tyrell's own preliminary estimate, before falling asleep, his power was probably at the legendary third level.

But when he woke up, he assessed that his power had reached the seventh level of legend. In terms of power level alone, he was already a veritable upper level legend.

Taking into account the bonus of his racial bloodline, Di Ruier is very sure that his power at this moment has reached the pinnacle of the material world. Compared with the King of Lan Ting back then, he is no weaker than the King of Blue Ting.

hold head high--

The deep and long dragon roar echoed in the demiplane, and soon the dragon roar penetrated the space barrier and resounded over the Puno Lando Islands.

The numerous ports scattered at random on the outskirts of the Sedellin Islands almost all came to a standstill in the next half-quarter of an hour after the roar of the dragon sounded.

Because along with the roar of the dragon comes an indescribable majesty, like the sky collapsing, the ocean rolling back, and indescribable heavy oppression falling on every intelligent creature.

As long as you can still think and have your own consciousness, the moment you hear the roar of the dragon, your thinking will fall into a blank, and no matter what you are doing, you can no longer proceed.

No matter how prosperous the seaport is, the order is close to collapse at this moment. The creatures that have recovered from the shock of the dragon's roar, whether they are humans, elves, dwarves, halflings, or celestial creatures with special blood, demon races, or It was the tiefling, who was blocked by a panic of fear at this moment.

As a creature's instinct, every creature that gradually regains its thinking subconsciously wants to leave the port where it is, as far away as possible from the starting point of the dragon roar. However, there are also creatures with enough strength to force themselves to calm down.

"What a terrible dragon roar!"

"Where did this sound come from?"

"Don't panic, don't be chaotic. This is the territory of the dragon. It's not normal for the dragon to roar? Why are you running?"

"This sound is so terrifying. I have heard the roar of the legendary sea monster Laken from the deep sea, but compared to this sound, Laken's voice is as weak as a baby's cry."

"Calm down. The ruler of the archipelago must have awakened. Apart from this one, it is difficult to find another such a powerful dragon in the world of Carlos."

Creatures whose instinctive fear overwhelmed their rationality began to swarm towards the port dock, wanting to escape from the port and stay away from the islands. However, there were also many beings who forcibly suppressed their body's instincts and used their recovered rationality to begin analysis, and soon came to a conclusion - —There is nothing going on here.

After all, judging from the sound, if the roaring dragon really had any ill intentions towards the port, no one would be able to escape.

Click~

A thunder broke through the sky just as the order in each port was about to collapse. The sound of howling winds sounded over the islands. Along with the thunder, the storm began to take shape.

The originally calm sea surface began to surge, and the ships docked at the port, or about to dock, or preparing to leave the shore, were bumpy with the continuous ups and downs of the waves, just like toys in the hands of children, slightly uncomfortable. Caution means fragmentation.

Even in the face of such a terrifying ocean, there are still ships that make their power furnaces explode with all their strength, prop up all the defensive formations, and rush into the storm, trying to get away from the island.

There was no force to stop them from leaving. The storm that swept across the islands and the vast ocean was only caused by the appearance of a being. It only treated every creature in the area it passed equally and had no malicious intent against anyone.

But even so, there are many ships that overestimate their capabilities and disintegrate in the storm because they have exhausted every ounce of power squeezed out by the power furnace.

This was a terrible disaster, but except for a few unlucky ones who did not have time to approach the port, the fate of the vast majority of ships that disintegrated was their own choice.

The people who were still staying in the port, whether voluntarily or involuntarily, except for those who sought their own death, were almost all safe and sound. The seemingly violent storm and the thunder that came down with the power to destroy everything avoided every building. , and didn’t hurt anyone.

These forces that symbolize the wrath of nature seem to have their own spiritual will at this moment, and they know how to distinguish and filter.

However, spellcasters above the soul level can feel that it is not these natural forces that give birth to spiritual will, but a terrifying existence that controls everything.

"Is this really the bronze dragon master? This kind of power is not consistent with the rumors. The gap is too big!"

On the towering stone lighthouse, a sturdy troll wizard held a whale bone staff and looked into the depths of the archipelago, with worry and fear in his eyes.

He is different from the common trolls on land. Although he has the same rugged appearance and burly figure, the difference is that his skin color is a deep, almost ink-like dark blue, and his throat and lower jaw have gills. The organizational structure evolved to adapt to the environment, so every move he made was accompanied by the power of the tide.

Of course, that was before the storm came, and now the troll wizard discovered with great horror and helplessness that the tides that he could summon with a single thought in the past no longer obeyed his call now, and had existences with higher authority than him. Dominate the sky and sea.

Now he can only use magic to manipulate some water vapor attached to the body surface, that's all. As for more, he can neither interfere nor influence it.

"I don't know about the existence of this distinguished person, but are you still willing to accept my tribe's surrender?"

The worry in the eyes of Troll High Priest Baggins became more intense.

He comes from a tribe of aquatic trolls that thrive in the ocean. Whether in the ocean or on land, the reputation of trolls is the same, known for their cruelty, tyranny, greed, and evil.

Therefore, twenty or even ten years ago, he never thought that surrendering to a bronze dragon that pursues order, justice and kindness would be tantamount to seeking death and falling into a trap.

But his thoughts gradually changed with the changes in the world situation. The world became more and more dangerous. Disasters continued on the land. Under the sea, it was also not quiet. From time to time, you could hear that ocean cities were being destroyed by evil god believers. Or the news that the followers of the evil thing were sacrificed.

As the high priest of the tribe, Baggins felt increasingly confused about the future. The weight coming from all directions tortured his nerves every moment. He was eager to find a powerful force he could rely on to take refuge.

But looking at the ocean, which force can be used as a refuge? The Kingdom of Order under the sea would not accept them at all, and those followers of evil gods and monsters only wanted to use them as consumables. Baggins would certainly not choose them.

Until he accidentally came into contact with the Sedellin Islands. Different from the stereotypes in outside rumors and imagination, Baggins discovered that under the command of this bronze dragon, there were not only a large number of five-color dragons, but also many demons and devils. Existence, these famous evil creatures, are also serving and loyal to him.

This discovery opened a window for Baggins. He saw a hopeful choice. The Storm Lord who rules the islands and seas does not seem to pursue evil and justice. He is different from the traditional bronze dragon. Same.

It seems that he and his tribe can take refuge in this dragon clan. After all, there are even demons. No matter how notorious their reputation as trolls are, can they still be compared to demons?

Of course, Baggins is most confident in his own strength. Not long ago, he was successfully promoted and became a legend. In this turbulent era, there are dangers everywhere, but there are also opportunities everywhere. Even he got a chance.

It is precisely because of his legendary strength that this troll wizard is so confident. If a legend takes the initiative to seek refuge, no country or force can refuse.

Before that, Baggins thought so, but at this moment, the troll wizard felt the restless elements in the air, but his heart was full of bitterness. He very doubted his original judgment.

Because in his opinion, the existence that appeared in the core of the archipelago would not be much harder to crush than a bug. With such a huge gap, the strength he was proud of was a joke.

The legendary Troll Wizard became distraught because he felt the meaning of the changing celestial phenomena. There are many existences like him in the ports of the archipelago. The stronger they are, the more powerful they become. The more you can feel the great terror contained in the storm.

This feeling of being as weak and insignificant as a bug deeply stimulates every extraordinary person who thinks highly of himself. Such a huge contrast is a huge blow to the soul and will.

But for Diriel, who returned to his palace, stretched out his body, stretched his dragon wings, and accepted the worship of his subjects, it was not worth caring about.

Heaven and earth coexist with me, and all things are unique to me

During his slumber, Tyrell's consciousness merged with the World Tree. Even though he woke up now and his consciousness fell from a higher dimension, he still had a feeling that he regarded everything as a stupid dog - he looked down indiscriminately. All living things except yourself.

However, when a young dragon who was somewhat similar to him, but also somewhat different, stumbled into his sight, his aloof, indifferent golden eyes began to show emotions, and turned into something like Midsummer. The blue of the clear sky.

"dad!"

With his bloodline, Kenolos walked up to Tyrell with courage, and looked up at his father who was very different from before. There was closeness and affection in his eyes, but also awe and uneasiness.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. You've only grown so much, and you haven't gotten rid of the young dragon stage yet."

Looking at his offspring, Tyrell couldn't help but shake his head. He gave his offspring stronger potential, but for dragons, a higher bloodline means a proportional growth time. In other words, the growth period of his offspring was extremely long.

"This is because the bloodline you gave me is too powerful."

They hadn't seen each other for many years, and his father's attitude was completely different from when he first met him. Therefore, Knoros' tone could not help but become cautious. This nervousness and uneasiness was not only because of seeing his father again, but also because of his past. Living under the dragon's fence in the palace of the golden dragon.

"You can speak more casually, don't be so formal. I am your father, and as long as you are still my heir, I will tolerate everything you do."

Tyrell's words made Kronos even more uneasy, but even so, he still had the courage to ask the question that confused him and had been looking for it for a long time.

"I want to know if you have seen Osiris, he is your..."

"Of course I have seen him. What did you ask him for?"

"I wonder where he is."

Kronos felt happy and blurted out.

"He was too reckless, so I banished him to another dimension and arranged for him to undergo a trial."

Tyrell replied lightly, while watching with interest Cronus, whose mood began to change violently. He was confused, at a loss, nervous, fearful, worried, scared...

"When can he come back?"

"It's not up to me, it's up to him."

"I……"

"Do you miss your brother very much? If you really want to see him, I can send you there and accept the trial with him."

Seeing the stunned eldest son, Tyrell smiled and added,

"Of course, you can stay here if you don't want to. You will still enjoy all the honor and treatment you deserve as my eldest son."

"No, I am willing to accept the trial with Osiris. Father, please banish me to his demiplane as well."

Without thinking for too long, the heir gave an answer that made him feel a little surprised.

"as you wish."

Although he heard the answer he wanted to hear, Tyrell showed no mercy or courtesy towards this obedient heir. Even though he mobilized the power of time and space of the World Tree, he threw him into the Black Forest of Green City.

Such a scene stunned the many family members and servants who came to worship below. In any case, throwing two young dragons into a different world for a trial is too much. This is a color dragon Nothing can be done.

"What do you think of what I'm doing?"

Tyrell turned to Naga, Sidnia, who had particularly obvious dragon characteristics, this dependent who had been marked by him from body to mind to soul.

"No."

Sidnia's body trembled and her head dropped.