Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Surrounded by the debris of the world one after another, the six-armed giant standing in the void did not give him any substantial benefits. He did not even send a ray of his will down across time and space like the World Tree.

What that being did was simple, it just imparted knowledge to him.

Relevant knowledge on how to use the sacrificial altar that can connect to the void. While ensuring your own safety, contact the existence in the void.

This was enough. In his ignorance, he had come into contact with existences like World Tree, and now he has gradually understood everything about the sacrificial altar.

As for why the giant god knew this knowledge and why he wanted to pass it on to him, this was not something he should think about now.

Maybe the other person is an almost omniscient and omnipotent being. Just by looking at him, he understood everything about the temple, and he imparted the knowledge to him. Maybe he just liked him, or he was in a good mood. Maybe he was so generous.

Just like the farmers in the fields think about the emperor using gold poles and golden hoes for farming, when the difference in levels is too large, don't engage in unnecessary thinking. This is of no use except a waste of time and only more jokes.

It is more likely that the giant god is the creator here, which may explain why the other party appears immediately after the disappearance of the world tree.

"Can't stay any longer!"

The god-given knowledge that filled his mind could not be digested in a short while, and Dirrell's attention returned to the outside world.

The young dragon glanced at the green gold tree species in front of him, which was bigger than him. He hesitated for a moment, then flapped his wings and flew up from the ground. He stretched out his two small paws and pushed the tree species off the altar, letting it fall onto the flowers. The green fields are in full bloom and filled with fragrant grass.

On the altar, there were only sacrifices and sacrifices. He was undoubtedly the chief sacrificer, but this tree species could not be used as a sacrifice.

Although as a sacrifice, you can trade with the tyrannical beings wandering in the void and get a lot of things, but if you really want to waste it like this, you might as well swallow it yourself.

If you want to obtain the greatest benefit from a World Tree, you must naturally plant it and then wait for it to grow slowly. The various treasures condensed during the growth process are rare things.

However, this requires a lot of patience. The years it takes for a world tree to grow are at least one thousand years as the basic unit.

Even some immortal species cannot withstand such a long growth cycle, but fortunately, as a member of the metal dragon clan, Tyrell has a long lifespan to cultivate this kind of patience.

"I will bring you into my world, but not now."

Standing on the altar, Tyrell looked down at the tree species he pushed down, and gave an instruction. Then, regardless of whether there was self-will in it or whether he could understand what he said, he flapped his wings and flew out of the temple. go.

Not long after, the young dragon found the temple door that was wide enough to accommodate the Titans to enter and exit freely. After passing through freely, he saw the vast and bright starry sky, as well as the vast and boundless continent, whose end was difficult to see at a glance. .

"It's time to go back!"

Relying on the connection between the underworld and the ripples of time and space, the bronze young dragon disappeared at the gate of the temple, and when he reappeared, it was in a small, cramped and dark natural cave gap.

Since there is no tool to measure time, the young dragon doesn't know how long he has been away on this trip, and he can't see the alternation of the sun and the moon outside in the dragon's nest.

However, when Di Ruier returned to the main cave of the dragon's nest, the even and regular breathing of the young dragons was heard one after another, and there was no trace of the dragon father and mother. Obviously, the time he spent this time did not last long. At least for dragons, it's very short-lived.

As a result, Tyrell began to fulfill his responsibilities, guarding the dragon's nest, waiting for the return of his parents, and protecting his brothers and sisters from foreign enemies.

In a closed space with no dragons to communicate with, waiting alone is a very tiring and will-consuming thing, especially when there is nothing to do.

However, Diriel did not feel bored at this moment, because he needed to sort out and summarize the huge knowledge from outside the dragon bloodline, which took a lot of time.

But the more he looked at it, the stronger the impulse in Di Ruier's heart became, which was to re-enter that void continent and once again use the sacrificial altar to communicate with the powerful creatures in the starry sky.

However, Tyrell resisted this urge, and there was no problem in going in. He could go in anytime, anywhere, even now, without any restrictions on him.

However, before going in again, he needs to prepare a sacrifice, no matter what it is, but it must be there, otherwise, he himself will be regarded as a sacrifice.

The first being he communicated with was the World Tree that stretched across the void. It had to be said that he was very lucky because the other party had no need for flesh and blood souls and just wanted to find a suitable cradle in the world for his children.

But if he wants to continue to use the sacrificial platform to connect to the void, he must understand everything. He can rely on luck once, but it is impossible to rely on luck every time.

Not to mention whether there is a goddess of luck in the void, even if there is a goddess of luck, it is impossible to open the bottom of her skirt to him forever. Once he closes his legs, he is finished.

The faint breath of sea waves filled the air, and two huge and powerful life energy appeared in Di Ruier's perception. The young dragon, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, opened his eyes, and there was no trace of fear or panic in the dragon's pupils.

"Father, mother, are you injured?"

Looking at the two bronze dragons that appeared in front of him, Tyrell's expression showed a bit of surprise and uneasiness, because many of the bronze-colored dragon scales on these grown-up offshore overlords fell off, and their flesh and blood rolled around. , you can see traces of flames and thunder, even acid corrosion, and even claw marks left by some violent beast.

"Is it because of the black dragon?"

The young dragon couldn't help but ask, although for the dragon clan, such a seemingly tragic injury was nothing, but for a cub like him, this was not a good sign.

Because this shows that his parents are fighting one or even multiple extremely powerful evil dragons. It is difficult to say that this dragon war will not affect them, the young dragons and cubs.

Here we have to mention the racial characteristics of the Bronze Dragon Clan. Except for a few outliers, the vast majority of Bronze Dragons regard themselves as messengers of justice. They advocate order, hate chaos, and will actively participate in what they consider to be just wars.

If you encounter an evil dragon, especially an evil dragon that owns its own territory, the bronze dragon will struggle with it for decades, or even hundreds of years, until one party falls or the evil dragon retreats and admits defeat, provided it has the ability to fight it.