Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"This is the blue dragon biological organization that ranks second among the dragons that are opposed to my race. I think this should be able to provide some small help to your current research that has entered a bottleneck. Therefore, just Fifty thousand standard units is a very favorable price.”

Looking at the Sirros civilization in front of him, the Central Research Institute, which was said to be the highest-level chief executive, Tyrell casually threw down the flesh and blood remains of only one complete dragon wing.

Tyrell is already familiar with the transaction with the Silros civilization. Although he has no evolutionary requirements for the Star God's source blood, resources of this level can be used at a negligible price to him. It's worth it in exchange for it.

Moreover, it just doesn't have much effect on promoting the evolution of his bloodline. If he suffers a serious injury or engages in a high-intensity battle, the Star God's source blood is still a necessary resource.

Although it is a pity to regard this level of resources as one-time consumables, it is not a pity if it is really used.

Of course, the most important thing is that when resources of this level are traded with certain high-level beings, especially high-level beings that have suffered heavy losses due to special reasons and are in urgent need of recovery, you can often get some unexpected things. Full of surprises.

"this……"

"If you think 50,000 is not appropriate, then 60,000!"

Tyrell said casually without waiting for the person who was trading with him to speak.

After he traded the black dragon's flesh and blood tissue to the Silos civilization, he recently traded the green dragon's flesh and blood tissue again, and this time, it was the blue dragon's turn.

As for the white dragon, Tyrell planned to wait until the red dragon was traded and give it to the Silos civilization as a bonus. After all, he had been cheated so many times, and he couldn't go too far to make a dragon. The price would be 100,000 yuan.

The deal was finally concluded smoothly. After all, they had already had two experiences of trading real dragon flesh and blood with Diril. Of course, the most important thing is that they did use real dragon flesh and blood as the basis, achieved groundbreaking research results, and based on this On the 19th, a revolutionary new type of colonial armed force was developed.

"Happy transaction, I hope you can develop a new type of weapon based on blue dragon blood as soon as possible. I look forward to your research results!"

After leaving behind a few words, Tyrell closed the trading channel with the Silos civilization. He had obtained the source blood he wanted.

As for the weight, Tyrell was still a little confused at first. After all, according to the self-reports of those guys, the Sirnos civilization had already risen and was one of the top overlords among the stars.

Logically speaking, the overlord civilization between the stars has a vast territory, and the number of race members should be in the hundreds of millions. They can all vaccinate the entire population with source blood potions, but if they only ask for tens of thousands of them, the result is that every Every time, it was a matter of life and death, as if their civilizational heritage was being emptied out.

But as the understanding of this civilization gradually deepened, Di Ruier's confusion was gradually solved. The advanced civilization of the stars has never relied on quantity. It is just the result of a strong civilization under certain conditions. That's it, it's not a necessary condition.

The number of members of the Sirnos civilization is not large. According to their own statistics, there are only more than 8 million members, which is less than 10 million in size.

For an interstellar civilization, this number is too rare, but for the Silos civilization, it is enough, because nourished by the blood of the Star God, each of their members is superior to the high elves in all aspects. , whether it is the scale of life or individual strength.

Of course, the Sirnos civilization has never relied on the individual strength of the group members to rule the stars. They rely on biological starships derived from powerful biotechnology and matching colonial armies.

Members of the Sirnos civilization hold the position of commander and high-ranking commander in a fleet. They will not let members of their own race wear colonial weapons and fight in the most brutal battlefields.

The middle and lower-ranking officers of the Shiroth civilization fleet, as well as the lowest-level soldiers, are the "converts" and "honorary Shirothians" who are constantly produced from the vassal civilization.

It is precisely because of the existence of these vassal civilizations, coupled with the continuous accumulation of biotechnology by the Sirnos civilization, that they have spread across the interstellar space and firmly occupied the position of interstellar hegemony.

In a casual conversation, Tyrell learned of this, and he casually expressed his opinion, but these Sirlothians did not agree.

Because whether a civilization is strong or not has nothing to do with the number of members, among the Star Council, there is a civilization with less than ten thousand members, but it is still able to dominate the stars, and no one dares to mess with it.

According to the description, this overlord civilization has a lot of connections with the Star Casters, because the birth of members of this race also uses the planet as the cradle.

But the difference is that the number of members a planet can add to them ranges from dozens to hundreds. Not so overbearing that he feeds on the entire planet like the star-casting god.

This civilization does not have a unified life form. What it looks like is determined by the place where they were born. The earth, forests, glaciers, volcanoes, oceans, storms... these will determine their birth posture and natural strength.

Every Star Child who is successfully conceived can travel among the stars and annihilate the fleet by himself as long as he masters his own natural power. This group of existences is regarded as a potential threat by the Silos civilization, and they continue to The development of destructive biotechnology is also due to the existence of these children of stars.

The group of Silos people who were trading with him were so afraid of the Star Children that Tyrell, who was just listening to them for fun, couldn't help but feel a little interested.

Because judging from the description, the life forms of these children of stars seem to be similar to elemental lifeforms, but their life levels clearly surpass elemental lifeforms. Even the highest-ranking elemental monarchs among elemental lifeforms are not qualified to compete with them. Comparable.

Of course, Tyrell was just listening for fun. Judging from the descriptions of the Shiloth people, he had never had the idea of ​​going to see it in person.

Unless he has the fighting power to compete with the ancestors and fight against the gods, he will not go to the stars. The world does not look very strong, but the water is not shallow at all. God knows what is hidden among the stars. thing.

"Hey, long time no see. The last time we attacked Heaven, your army got some good treasures from those birdmen. Can you show me?"

After completing a transaction, Diriel did not leave, but once again opened the time and space channel with the Crimson Demon God. At this moment, Diriel could easily destroy the evil existence of the world as if he were visiting a friend. The teasing tone has long lost the initial caution and anxiety.

"There's nothing good. What do you expect those losers to get for me? Take a look. If there's anything you like, just take it. As for the Star God's blood, just give it to me. It doesn't matter."

The Crimson Demon God didn't care about Tyrell's quite offensive words. Instead, he complained in a tone of reply to hurt his friends, because he had yelled and scolded when he needed to, and as for doing evil things, he didn't even think about it. No matter how many times he tried, the barrier of time and space remained as strong as ever, so strong that he couldn't shake it at all.

Under Tyrell's slightly surprised gaze, the Crimson Demon God threw out a bunch of angel weapons that were still blooming with holy light and stained with blood.

"So generous? I can give you whatever you want?"

Tyrell's tone was a bit playful. If this demon god really opened up and let him have sex for nothing, he wouldn't be polite at all.

"I don't want you to be as shameless as me."

The Demon God laughed. Now he doesn't care about the Star God's source blood, because for him, it is only used to recover from injuries. But now, he has almost recovered and no longer needs it.

"Then I'm afraid I don't care about face as much as you think. After all, no matter what happens between us, no third party will know."

"That's impossible to say."

Communicating with the devil is easy and pleasant. The higher you stand, the lonelier you become. Even the people close to you will gradually become alienated and keep a distance as time and years pass.

Although the demon god didn't matter, Dirrell didn't really use it for free. After giving him a few hundred units at will, he replaced them with a batch of weapons that could be used by angels who mastered sacred power.

"I'm going to sleep. It will probably take a while."

Dirrell, who is still in his teenage years, will use this sleep to transform into a young dragon. However, with his current bloodline level, Dirrell cannot accurately say how long it will take him, but Dirrell has a hunch, I am afraid. It will look terrible.

"Why do you want to sleep again? You are like a dragon cub that has not grown up yet. Why do you fall asleep so quickly?"

After hearing Dirrell's words, the Crimson Demon God immediately complained with dissatisfaction.

He has no father, no mother, and no biological brothers or sisters. Tyrell's appearance was completely unexpected for him, and after decades of getting along with him, he gradually got used to it.

"Because according to my bloodline level, I am still far away from adulthood. I am not a dragon cub, but I can be called a minor dragon."

"I know, go to sleep, do you need anything?"

The Crimson Demon God was a little impatient, but he didn't forget to ask Dirrell.

"Can you give me another one of your soul origin crystals? I tasted it last time and I have been thinking about it until now. I wonder if you can let me experience it again?"

"roll!"

"Damn reptile!"

"You'd better not let me find the space-time realm where you are, otherwise, I will definitely let you experience the 8762 types of criminal laws that I am proficient in!"

"Hahaha!"

Amid Tyrell's laughter, he ended the communication with the Demon God, and then he went to look at the elemental clansmen who were supervising the mining in the metal world on the other side, confirming that these little guys were under his assistance and support. I felt relieved after maintaining the booming development momentum.

"Time to get some sleep."

The things that should be arranged have basically been arranged, and everything that needs to be seen has been seen. Tyrell, who has no worries in his heart, has relaxed his tiredness that came from the depths of his blood.

However, even though Tyrell revoked his control over the Void Altar, the Gate of Time and Space did not dissipate with the withdrawal of his consciousness. Instead, more rivers of golden light rose from all directions and gathered together in a mighty manner.

boom--

Power more majestic than any before gathered in front of Diriel, and the raging river of light gathered in front of Diriel into a whirlpool that could engulf the World Tree. Even though he knew that this river of light would not harm him, but in front of Diriel, With that powerful force that could easily penetrate time and space, Dirrell couldn't help but want to distance himself, but he restrained himself in the end.

"What is it that can actually make this altar burst out with such power?"

Tyrell is particularly curious. This time the altar spontaneously displays its power, which special being will be connected to him, or which special world will be connected to him, which can solve his current needs.

Tyrell did not wait too long. As the vortex gradually stabilized, its interior gradually returned to brightness from darkness, and then the endless blue water suddenly appeared in front of Tyrell's eyes.

It was a pleasing seascape, with clear skies, boundless blue sea, birds and dragons spreading their wings, and fish and dragons swimming. It was quiet, peaceful, natural, and beautiful. The quiet atmosphere made Di Ruier even more drowsy.

This kind of scenery may be extremely shocking to ordinary people who see it for the first time, but for Hai Long, it is not much different even if he is tired of seeing it.

But soon, Tyrell noticed a humanoid intelligent creature lying on a broken sampan in the blue sea. However, the guy who looked like he had been shipwrecked did not have any look of distress on his face. On the contrary, he looked relaxed and content, as if he was on vacation.

In fact, something is really wrong with this guy, because he is wearing heavy armor that seems to be made from the carapace and scales of some kind of native dragon creature, and there are several giant weapons beside him that are not commensurate with his size at all. arms.

"Um?"

When Tyrell noticed this man, the man also noticed Tyrell who was spying on him. This time, out of confidence in his own strength, Tyrell did not use the power of the altar to hide his appearance.

Therefore, this man who seemed to be on a leisurely vacation also saw Direal's true form. However, unlike those who were shocked when they saw Direal for the first time, this man saw such a majestic and divine figure. After his presence, his eyes did not show any awe or shock, but instead showed eagerness to try.

"I've never seen an ancient dragon species before, but it doesn't look very strong."

Under Tyrell's speechless gaze, the man who had aroused high fighting spirit when he saw him and seemed to want to fight with him, the look in his eyes quickly dimmed. There was even a look of disappointment on his face. Tyrell was quite sure that when this guy looked at him, he had a bit of disgust in his eyes.

"I wonder how many of my swords you can resist?"

"You are the most arrogant and arrogant human being I have ever seen."

Tyrell couldn't bear to be so looked down upon by a mere short-lived species. Although he couldn't see clearly the details of this man, he could tell that the man in front of him was still in the material world, but he didn't know the world he belonged to. What about the rules.

"Can you speak?"

The man's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered a new world. Immediately, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"It's a little strange. How come I haven't heard of an ancient dragon like you before?"