Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"The distance is getting closer again!"

Dirrell, who could feel his sleeping and growing dragon body and had regained consciousness, said silently.

After being initially amazed and shocked by the starry sky in front of him and the pyramid standing in the center, his emotions have now become dull.

What he is interested in now is, what is the purpose of this pyramid, and what impact does it have on him? And is this impact good or bad?

With this idea in mind, Dirrell would compare the differences every time he glimpsed the starry sky and floating land in the dragon sleep state.

Neither the starry sky nor the floating land has changed much. The only thing that has changed is his consciousness, which is getting closer and closer to the floating land in the void every time.

Although he was able to control his consciousness every time, cross the starry sky, approach the floating land, and look up at the pyramid, he would wake up from the dragon's sleep not long after he landed on the floating land.

Therefore, Tyrell had a hunch that when he entered the dragon sleep state and no longer needed to cross the starry sky, but appeared directly on the floating land, unprecedented changes might occur.

Tyrell was vaguely looking forward to it, but at the same time he was a little afraid of such a change happening, because he didn't know whether the emergence of such a change was good or bad for him.

Although his rebirth was too abrupt, which made him a little dissatisfied, such dissatisfaction was nothing in terms of his long life span of thousands of years.

"Wake up!"

This time, when he fell asleep and appeared in the starry sky, he was very close to the floating land. As soon as he thought about it, Tyrell's consciousness landed on the floating land.

Then, he knew that he was not far away from waking up. He had figured out some patterns, but he also knew that it was over. The next time he entered the dragon sleep state, his consciousness would probably appear directly on the floating land.

"What's there?"

Tyrell looked at the pyramid in the center of the floating continent. At the top, a magnificent four-sided temple stood. He faintly felt that something was calling him.

Suddenly, a falling feeling came, and the consciousness and body merged together. After sleeping for a long time, the dragon body that had exhausted all the food in its belly began to revive.

Roar~

Before his eyelids opened, the feeling of physical discomfort came first instead of hunger. Tyrell felt the heavy thing pressing on his dragon body and subconsciously let out a low roar. .

Crackling~

Small and shining lightning arcs splashed out from the slightly opened dragon's mouth, hitting the hard rock ground, exploding some gravel fragments, leaving shallow burnt black lightning marks.

"Ouch~ Brother is awake!"

"It's all your fault. I told you not to make trouble, but you still go to make trouble with him!"

"Go and apologize quickly."

So, when Tyrell's consciousness fully awakened, what he saw were three young dragons who were honestly lined up in a row and bowed their heads to admit their mistakes to him.

"..."

The situation was clear at a glance. These younger brothers and sisters woke up earlier than him, and then they started to fight, and the fussing got on top of him. So when he woke up, he felt like he was being pressed by a heavy object.

Not one dragon, but three dragons were pressing down on him. Even a dragon would feel uncomfortable bearing such a weight.

"Dirrell, I didn't take good care of them, and they made you noisy!"

Elena, the first-born dragon sister, apologized to Dirrell with guilt in her words. She was not much bigger than the other young dragons and had no advantages, but she had already established a strong foundation in the dragon nest. The authority that belongs to the eldest sister.

"Sister, you should also come with us..."

At this time, among the three young dragons arrayed in one place, a little dragon raised his head and spoke in a childish tone, as if he wanted to argue something.

"Shut up, why don't you quickly promise your brother that you will never make the same mistake next time!"

Brother Long who spoke out was interrupted by Elena before he finished speaking.

"Oh, brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have climbed on you while you were sleeping."

"We promise it won't happen like this next time."

"Me too."

"..."

Tyrell was silent. He did not look at the three young dragons who admitted their mistake honestly, but looked at Elena. If he remembered correctly, the eldest sister seemed to be among the figures climbing down from him.

Are these guys playing with themselves?

"Dirrell, are you feeling uncomfortable? Did they hurt you?"

Seeing that Tyrell had been silent since waking up, Elena couldn't help but have a look of worry in her eyes, and asked with a concerned tone.

"No, I just thought of something."

At this moment, most of Tyrell's attention was drawn by another more important matter. As for the playfulness of these brothers and sisters, it was nothing compared to it.

"It's okay. Have you slept enough? If not, you can continue sleeping. We promise not to disturb you again!"

"I'm almost asleep. Even if you don't disturb me, it's time for me to wake up. I'm hungry."

As he spoke, Tyrell reached out and touched the shining scales on his abdomen. The belly that was swollen before falling asleep has shrunk slightly now, and now there is nothing inside.

"I'm going to get you something to eat."

After hearing that Tyrell was just hungry, Elena breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and walked towards a huge corpse that had appeared in the dragon's lair at an unknown time.

It was a sea beast similar to a whale, but its body was covered with a thick layer of black scales, and its head even had ferocious horns. The aura that disgusted the young bronze dragon revealed its identity.

"The descendants of the black dragon!"

Looking at this behemoth whose life breath had completely dissipated, Tyrell glanced at the scorching scars running through the middle of its torso, and roughly judged the cause of this big guy's death.

At this moment, in the lair, there is still no sign of the dragon father and dragon mother. Speaking of which, except for the one meeting when he was born out of his shell, the dragon father has never been seen a second time. I don’t know if he is the same as the one in front of me. What is the connection between the Black Dragon Familiars.

But regardless of whether it has any connection with the black dragon, it has nothing to do with this little dragon cub. All he needs to do now is eat and sleep, wait for time to pass, grow up, and have the power to protect himself.

"Dirrell, are these enough?"

Not long after, the eldest sister Elena tore off a piece of flesh and blood from the dragon whale that was larger than their bodies combined. Perhaps due to the influence of the black dragon's bloodline, this piece of flesh and blood was still quite fresh.

"enough."

Dirrell nodded repeatedly, and then he saw the three little ones still sitting in rows in front of him, waiting for his forgiveness.

"Go have fun, I forgive you!"

Ouch~

Hoho~

After hearing what the elder brother Tyrell said, the three young dragons cheered and immediately rushed to another corner of the dragon's nest without disturbing him while eating.

Elena didn't stare at him, and was playing with the other baby dragons. Although she was the eldest sister, they were all born from the same batch of dragon eggs. They were almost the same age, so they could easily play together.

Tyrell buried his head in the flesh and blood, but while he was feasting, his attention was focused on the things that had distracted him since he woke up.

At this time, he was clearly awake, but he could feel the vast floating continent stretching across the starry sky, and the one most closely related to him was the magnificent pyramid standing in the center of the continent.

Dirrell had a vague feeling that at this moment, he could enter the floating land in the void and reach under the pyramid with just one thought.