Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

The thunder falling from the sky, accompanied by the will of the ruler, turned into one thunder spirit after another. On the earth, the flames spurting out also formed a ferocious beast under the brutal will of destruction.

The flames and thunder fought, causing the sky to shatter, the earth to crumble, and space to be torn apart. A terrifying storm swept across, blurring all concepts and turning everything into chaos.

But in this tide of chaos that can destroy and tear everything apart, there are two giant beasts fighting at each other. Every time they collide, even the chaos will be broken open and turned into a vacuum of nothingness.

"I remember, you are the bronze dragon that made Carlos afraid? How long has it been since then, and you have actually grown to this extent? It seems that Carlos was not making a fuss out of a molehill at the beginning, but unfortunately, his reaction was too slow."

In another collision, the two giant beasts separated. Quinn looked down at his torn ribs. Through the gaps between the keel bones, he could still see the infinite light and heat emanating from his chest, like a sun. Dragon Heart.

But at this moment, there is an extremely dazzling black spot spreading on the sun, and an abnormal force is eroding it, trying to extinguish the sun.

"No matter how quick he reacts, it can't change his final outcome. Being beheaded by me is his destined fate."

"What an arrogant bronze dragon. I wonder if you can still maintain your current posture when I tear your head off your torso?"

The broken bones were reorganized, the torn flesh and blood regenerated, and the freed Red Dragon King looked at the young dragon emperor with malice in his eyes.

"What are you waiting for? What are you hesitating about?"

Seeing the Crimson Dragon King being unsealed, You Zi sighed with emotion. Di Ruier, who was also seriously injured, was activating the power from the World Tree to restore his torn and almost broken dragon wings.

"I hesitate?"

Hearing Tyrell's rather disdainful words, Quinn's dragon eyes narrowed slightly, and fire spurted out from the gaps in his scales, and soon turned into blazing corona-like flames all over his body. The flow surrounds him, forming a kingdom dominated by flames. Within this, there are endless fire spirits, absorbing the spirituality and resentment escaping from his body, and turning him into a ferocious monster.

"Isn't it true? You still haven't decided whether to become the Dragon God or the Dragon King? You suppress your own power and dare not break through. I have never seen a red dragon as cowardly as you."

Tyrell sneered.

He could tell at a glance that the dragon soul of this red dragon contained majestic divinity. There was even a ball of divine fire sealed in the gem on his chest. It was precisely because of this that this dragon possessed such terrifying power. , every move is full of divine power.

As long as this guy is willing, he can raise the throne and become Dragon God without even thinking too much. But it can be seen from his various actions that he is deliberately suppressing his own power and even cutting and sealing himself. What he masters is the power that belongs to the realm of gods.

"Cowardly? How dare you humiliate me like this!"

There is no more serious insult than cowardice to describe the red dragon. The King of the Red Dragon has fallen into a rage. The red sun he transformed into once again pounced on Tyrell, and the two giant beasts once again entered into battle and fighting. among.

"You're furious because I was right."

Although he has not yet gained an advantage in the fight with this evil dragon king, Di Ruier's mentality is becoming more and more relaxed, because this evil dragon's mentality has been blown up by him. He poked the red dragon king's Pain points,

"You hesitate because you are afraid. Who are you afraid of?"

"What do you know!"

The furious Quinn roared, and the sharp dragon's teeth pierced into Tyrell's flesh and blood. They were hard enough to be used to forge the scales of Chuanwu. They could not stop the dragon's teeth in the slightest. They were as fragile as paper and could be easily pierced.

"You are just a metal dragon with a higher origin than me. If I have an identity like you, why should I seal my power? As early as five thousand years ago, I was able to become a being that you can only look up to now. !”

"Who are you trying to escape by using the rules of the material world?"

The rules of the material world that prohibit the true form of gods from going down to the lower realm are not only constraints and shackles, but they are also protection. Tyrell is also very curious. The evil dragon in front of him is obviously trying to escape from a certain existence.

Living within the rules of the material world, he can be fearless, but once promoted, he may suffer terrible misfortune and fall.

"snort!"

The Red Dragon King didn't bother to answer at all. In his eyes, the metal dragon in front of him just had a great background and origin, so he was able to reach an equal position with him at such a young age and have the ability to fight him head-on. force.

Seeing this evil dragon's posture, Tyrell stopped talking. The thunder emanating from his body mixed with the storm and became more violent.

Even the turbid flow of flames that spread thousands of miles from nothingness was easily broken, and thousands of evil flame beasts were destroyed.

It’s just a protracted battle, and Diriel is not weak at all. Behind him, there is a world tree that can draw the source from all realms to support him, and the dragon in front of him, even if he forcibly seals himself, preventing him from being promoted so what?

The war lasted for three months, and the battle zone had turned into the extremity zone that Carlos was most famous for. Even legends only dared to wander around the periphery, looking at the chaos of thunder and flames that surged from time to time in the center.

Many gods also cast their gaze from the sky, paying attention to the outcome of this war, because no matter which dragon it is, it has the power to influence and change the future direction of the world, and the world of Kallos is a special world with signs of advancement.

"Quinn, how much longer can you hold on?"

In the chaos with no up, down, or four directions, Diril's scales shined just as they did in the beginning.

With him as the core, the powerful power was transformed into a field of storms and thunder, in which many true spirits of elements roamed, transforming into many powerful and majestic creatures, attacking the increasingly tired dragon. The king roared.

"I can fight until I rip your head off."

The golden-red gems on the chest of the Red Dragon King have faded, and the flame domain around him has shrunk to one-tenth of its original size. Not long after the birth of many flaming evil beasts, they will be removed from Tiril's body. The elemental spirits that rushed towards him were swallowed and obliterated.

But even so, this evil dragon was unwilling to lower its proud head, because the metal dragon in front of him used the word cowardice to describe him.

Even a newly born red dragon cub, facing a powerful enemy, will only think about how to tear the opponent's throat out, rather than surrender, unless it really hurts and is unwilling to suffer again.

"Is it?"

The Red Dragon King was still arrogant, and Di Ruier didn't take it seriously. At first, the two sides were in a stalemate, but during the protracted battle, World Tree fully supported him. He has always maintained his full strength, and the gap has accumulated little by little. Now, he has an absolute advantage.

"In three hundred years, I will come and take your head off."

Something was obviously wrong with the metal dragon in front of him, and Red Dragon King Erquin quickly made the most rational judgment.

Run away!

This does not disappoint the dragon. For any colored dragon who wants to live to adulthood, in addition to the crucial luck, the most important thing is to learn to run away.

However, the Red Dragon King, who wanted to run away when he found that he couldn't do it, soon discovered that even if the space had been shattered, everything in the world had been reduced to nothingness, and he had even been beaten to an almost primitive state, he could not escape.

The cage had already been formed unconsciously, imprisoning him and the metal dragon within it, leaving no gap for him to escape.

"Three hundred years? Okay, then I'll wait."

In the chaos, one can already see tree vines hanging down, and tree roots intertwining and spreading, leading the power of time and space that even the gods can only look up to, blocking and isolating everything.

"But before that, just stay here honestly."

Tyrell didn't want to use the Ring of Control to enslave the evil dragon in front of him, and he didn't even have the idea to try it, because this guy probably couldn't give in to the saint incarnation of the Dragon God.

If it hadn't been for the World Tree to unlock his blood, he might have had to fight for a while before he could defeat this Red Dragon King. As for the price he paid, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as easy as it is now.

"What's this?"

Seeing the roots of the World Tree spreading everywhere, as well as the tree vines hanging down from the chaos, and even piercing into the chaos, absorbing the energy escaping from the battle between the two dragon king-level creatures, Quinn, who failed to escape, was full of eyes. It's a scary color.

As an evil dragon that has been alive for nearly ten thousand years, he has seen almost everything, but he has never seen such power before him, even the world barrier is nothing more than this.

"You have three hundred years, you can take your time and guess. If you guess right, maybe you can come out early."

Tyrell said with a smile.

He just had a flash of inspiration and suddenly had a new idea. It was a bit unrealistic to force a red dragon king who had reached his peak to surrender. Even if the other party was willing to surrender, it was self-evident how sincere he was.

In contrast, it seems to be a wiser choice to absorb the flames from the other party and use it as energy for the production and development of one's own territory.

"This is what enabled you to rise in such a short period of time. This is what that idiot Carlos is looking for. I'm afraid he may not have seen it until his death!"

Quinn turned around and stared at Tyrell. He saw the hanging tree vines and spreading roots. There was both greed and desire in his eyes, but more importantly, there was regret and a hint of relief.

This is something that he is unable to seize now. Since the other party dares to show it in front of him, with the stability of the metal dragon, he is absolutely sure and will not give him a chance at all.

"Yes, strictly speaking, you are the first dragon to see it as my enemy."

There is no doubt about the attraction of the World Tree, and it is still a World Tree that has grown a little, but has not yet fully grown.

But Tyrell believes that he already has the power to protect the world tree. Of course, it is only within the world. So what if the gods cast their coveted eyes? He can still clear everything.

That's why Tyrell, in his confrontation with the Red Dragon King, activated the power of the World Tree to block the space, making it impossible for the Red Dragon King to escape.

After all, it is a dragon that is older than the ancient dragon. You can't really expect the other party to be like a newly born red dragon cub and refuse to leave when it sees the enemy.

"Since you showed it in front of me, it means you are not afraid of those guys."

"certainly."

"So confident."

"This is not something you should worry about now. Be honest and don't struggle. This will make you feel more comfortable."

The tree roots entangled the Red Dragon King, and a huge tree cocoon had taken shape, gradually compressing the space inward.

The evil dragon king, who was originally quite unruly and unwilling to surrender, let out a meaningless laugh, and then curled up. Folding his wings into a ball, he was locked and imprisoned by the vines and roots, like a special dragon egg.

"Take it back and repair this place!"

Di Ruier instructed, and the space roared. The tree cocoon that imprisoned the Red Dragon King was dragged into the World Tree demiplane, and then the space of this battle began to heal rapidly, because the chaotic power that permeated was being absorbed by the World Tree.

Disorder turned into order, and everything reappeared again, but the torn earth, collapsed mountains, and trees that had been swept away by the aftermath of the battle could not be restored.

Under normal circumstances, we can only expect the power of time to quickly restore everything, but if there is a higher power to intervene, everything can naturally be reproduced.

Diriel, who had already regarded the world of Carlos as his own, certainly would not tolerate such a vast area turning into a barren land that could not support life.

Accompanied by a torrential rain, the annihilated vitality began to reappear, the earth healed, everything revived, and everything was developing in a good direction.

The only pity was that this lush and green land that had regained its vitality again did not have many living things, but it would not take long for many beasts and intelligent species to migrate to this area. As long as there were abundant resources, there would naturally be creatures to compete for it.

"Your Majesty Diriel!"

Diriel, who was like the source of vitality of all things, generously revived the earth, and swept around. He could hear a being with a divine breath calling out to him.

But Diriel was merciless and tore through space to return to the Sedellin Islands. He was very sure that the scene of the world tree imprisoning the Red Dragon King had just fallen into the eyes of the gods. Perhaps some gods had already guessed what he relied on, but it didn't matter.

As long as the gods dare to descend, he will kill as many as they come. Even if they are powerful gods, under the restrictions of the rules of the material world, they will not be much stronger than the incarnations cast by gods with weaker powers. They just have more means.

"When I conquer the world, I will become the Dragon King, and then I can send legions to the surrounding planes to conquer them."