Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Chapter 401 Casting a wide net

This is a desolate land that seems to have been forgotten by the gods. In the dim sky, the light shed by the sun is blurry and heavy, as if there is a thick layer of dust floating in the air, with only a faint light penetrating in front of it.

The air is filled with the smell of sand, and every breath must be exerted with all one's strength. The once fertile soil is full of cracks and criss-crosses, with yellow and sparse weeds dotting it. Occasionally, a gust of wind can only move tiny grains of sand. Dance.

On the dry river bed, rocks are exposed, and unknown bones and dead branches are scattered. What was once the source of life has now become a valley of death.

In the distance, the outline of abandoned buildings looms under the yellow sand in the sky. They are the remains of civilization.

This is a land where every inch of space is filled with despair and loneliness.

Even dragon descendants with dragon blood flowing through their bodies would find it difficult to survive in such a land, because the world is being destroyed, everything is going to perish, the earth is also losing its vitality, and everything is decaying.

"How miserable!"

Sensing the world that the altar had reconnected for him, Tyrell looked at the dragonborn in front of him with a meager amount of dragon blood flowing in their bodies, and couldn't help but sigh.

In such a world, even if you could chew rocks or eat tree roots, you wouldn't be able to survive, because the vitality in them has disappeared, and eating them is useless.

"Please save us!"

"We just want to survive."

Looking at the group of crying dragonborn, Tyrell's mood did not fluctuate much. There was even a feeling of boredom and disdain quietly emerging.

After all, in Carlos, the dragonborn who can stand in front of him are all first-class geniuses, and they will never be so unsightly. Not to mention that these guys still have dragon blood flowing from him. Although they are exceptionally Thin.

"Feed it!"

Tyrell didn't want to get too entangled with these guys, so he casually threw down a root from the World Tree.

When the roots of the world tree, full of vitality, passed through the whirlpool of time and space and fell into the barren land filled with yellow sand and gravel, everything began to spring, and immediately there were tender green grass buds, emerging from the dry land. grow out of it.

The intoxicating breath of life immediately caused several dragonborns to ignore Diriel who had not yet left, and rushed forward, pulling out the young sprouts that had just grown, and stuffing them into their mouths.

Crackling~

Lightning and thunder emerged from the void, smashing these impatient dragonborns into pieces.

Although Tyrell didn't pay much attention to rituals and didn't care about majesty, he couldn't be indifferent to being ignored to such an extent. This was a provocation to him and could be called an offense.

Of course, what's more important is that with this eating look that's not much better than a ghoul, if he doesn't give a lot of warnings, the roots of the world tree he just threw over will probably be chewed alive by these guys. .

The roots of the World Tree landed smoothly and took root in the soil. Endless flowers and plants grew out of the soil as the World Tree took root. There were even clear springs emerging from the cracks in the ground.

In just a blink of an eye, the place of worship for these dragon descendants turned into an oasis that was hard to find in a world that was gradually heading toward death.

Looking at the changes around them, the frightened dragonborn who had just felt sad for their fellow beings who had been hacked to death were suddenly overjoyed, and the negative emotions that had arisen just a short time ago were also thrown away.

They offered sacrifices to the ancient dragon ancestors and received a response. They got an oasis of life, and the inheritance of the race could finally be continued.

"I hope these guys aren't too useless."

Seeing this group of dragon-borns acting so arrogantly, Dirrell couldn't help but sigh. It had to be said that his move was very risky.

After all, these guys look very unreliable at first glance, but compared with these investments, the possible gains are very objective and worth a gamble.

As long as the roots of the World Tree can be allowed to grow smoothly for a period of time, the World Tree can rely on the gradually strengthening connection to break through the distance of time and space, and then pull this gradually decaying world over and annex it.

Although the benefits are less, they add up to a lot. Moreover, the investment is completely negligible. If other Dragon King epics knew that there was such a simple and easy way to obtain source power, they would probably go crazy with jealousy.

After terminating the connection with this world, Tyrell opened the previous time and space altar to connect him to the second ruins of the world.

But this time, what Tyrell felt was not disappointment, but surprise, because what he saw was not a lonely, dilapidated world of destruction, but greenery and infinite vitality.

"It actually worked?!"

Feeling the weak connection, Tyrell also felt infinite joy emerging from his heart.

He remembered that when the altar connected him to the ruins of the world, all he saw was a group of survivors lingering on the ruins of the world.

Because the living environment was too harsh, at that time, in addition to throwing down a ball of dragon's blood, he also threw down a piece of World Tree roots. Unexpectedly, when he turned it on again, the piece of root he dropped had The beard has turned into the boundless forest sea in front of you.

Is there any sign of a broken world? Judging from the scene that emerges from the space-time vortex in front of us, most places in Kallos cannot compare to the prosperity here.

"Your Majesty the Origin Dragon God!"

The manifestation of Diriel immediately attracted the guardians of this deep sea, which were dragon people whose bodies were covered with dragon scales. The dragon wings growing from their backs allowed them to fly freely in the forest sea.

There is no misunderstanding arising from the connection of blood. Even these dragon people have never seen Direal after they were born, but this does not prevent them from treating Direal as soon as they see him. make out.

Because there are legends or fables related to it, they have always been sung among the ethnic groups, and when this great being who gave hope to the ancestors who had fallen into despair and gave the source of recovery to the earth came again, , all the dragons knelt on the ground.

Not long after, powerful high-level dragonmen descended from the sky on ferocious beasts and hurried over. When they saw the whirlpool of time and space, the manifested Diriel, no matter which world they were placed in, these were called The powerful dragon people quickly saluted Diril respectfully.

Although their ancestors didn't show much respect when they first met Tyrell, but with experience and lessons learned, and having tasted the real sweetness, this time it was naturally different.

"I want to hear your story."

Tyrell has better patience for this group of dilapidated survivors who are self-reliant and relying on what he has given them to rebuild prosperity on top of the ruins of the world. The kneeling dragons looked at each other, but they still held up their chests and told the story of their ancestors with pride. After inheriting the dragon's blood, they relied on the roots of the World Tree to rebuild their homes on the ruins.

It was a history of war full of blood and fire. The temptation of the World Tree was unparalleled. Even if it was just a root, it could create many resources that could satisfy survival.

For the remnants of the ruined land where all resources are being exhausted, this is something they must seize at the cost of their own lives.

However, because of the dragon blood given by Direal, this group of lucky people firmly held on to Direal's gift, and used the blood and bones of all invading enemies to water the roots of the world tree and make it grow. More lush.

But this is just the beginning. It is no exaggeration to say that protecting the roots of the world's trees from the survivors in the same world is the easiest war this dragon people have ever experienced.

Because they have to face the threat from the void alone. This is the test that living beings without the protection of world barriers must face after the world is shattered.

Not only do we have to face disasters from the void, but there are also inexplicable biological intrusions and attacks. There is no pattern or warning. Every time, we can only grit our teeth and hold on.

But under such difficult circumstances, this dragon tribe, which has grown up step by step after accepting the gift of Diriel's dragon blood, has persisted to this day and is still growing.

However, in Di Ruier's view, if there is no strong external interference, I am afraid that this dragon tribe will not be able to escape the final outcome, because facing the challenge of the void alone, the highest combat power of this group is only the legendary dragons. It is too difficult for the human tribe, and this is not what they should face.

It's a pity that there are always only a few people who have the choice. The more people can only be forced to follow the crowd. The same is true for this group of dragon people.

They had no choice at the beginning. In order to survive, they had to accept Diriel's dragon blood and transform all of them into dragons. Of course, they were also lucky.

Because although Tyrell has a purpose, it does not conflict with helping them. On the contrary, it can achieve mutual benefit and win-win, so they are lucky.

As for now, Tyrell will continue to fund them so that they can continue to persist in the void. As long as they persist long enough to make this section of the World Tree roots connect with the World Tree's body, they will be able to achieve transcendence. , the whole family ascended.

"You are very good and qualified to go to my eternal kingdom, but before that, you must complete my test first."

After learning about the rise and struggle history of this dragon tribe, Tyrell once again appealed to them. However, this is a goal that can be pursued, which means that the conditions for achieving it are extremely difficult.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, what is the test?"

The eyes of the dragon people are filled with longing and hope.

"Hold on for five hundred years, or let the tree of origin I gave you grow to a height of three hundred meters."

Tyrell knew that these dragon-men called the sacred tree grown from the roots he gave him the Tree of Origin, and he also gained the title of Dragon of Origin.

But these are all trivial details, nothing more than trivial matters.

"This……"

Upon hearing Dirrell's request, the group of dragonmen were immediately stunned.

Only they themselves know how difficult it is to survive in the adrift and helpless void. Every minute and every second can be said to be fighting for their lives. If they can survive, they will live; if they cannot, they will die. That's all.

"Don't worry, I will give you a new source of power, and your tribe will become stronger because of it."

After being promoted to Dragon King, most of the potential of dragon blood in Di Ruier's body has been tapped. Now, even if he just sprinkles a drop of blood at will, the effect is comparable to the true blood of the ancestral dragon.

As long as he is willing, he can easily transform an ethnic group, and the ethnic group in front of him that can survive in the void and still have certain development is worthy of his efforts.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift!"

Although what he got was not as good as expected, he learned about the existence of the eternal realm and also received the true blood given by the Dragon King.

The strength of the clan will grow as a result, and there will be expectations for the future. Everything will be a little different after all.

After arranging all this, Tyrell broke off the contact again, and then impatiently urged the altar of time and space to continue contacting those destroyed or already destroyed worlds for him.

As the saying goes, only by casting a wide net can you catch more fish. Even if the benefits in this shattered world are not big, the important thing is stability and the accumulation of small amounts makes more.

The Altar of the Void responded to Tyrell's needs, or in other words, it had already been waiting for Tyrell to embark on this path. It couldn't wait to open one space-time portal after another for Tyrell, allowing him to fall into despair. , communicating with many survivors struggling in the apocalypse.

Tyrell treats this equally, a ball of dragon blood and a root of the World Tree, this is the gift he can give.

This can be said to be low investment and high return for him. Moreover, this so-called low investment can sometimes get rewards and feedback on the spot. After all, there will also be artifacts in the ruined world.

When everything has lost its meaning and is on the verge of collapse, there is nothing that cannot be given up. Therefore, Tyrell also gained a lot of benefits.

But for Tyrell, who now has the status of Dragon King, the artifacts he recovered from the hands of these survivors. Most of them can basically only be used to enrich his treasure house, enrich his collection, or as rewards and graces for his subordinates.

"In a ruined world, although you can gain something with some patience, it is still too slow after all. In contrast, only by conquering a world with perfect rules can you gain greater benefits."

Tyrell, who stepped down from the Void Altar, fell into thinking. Although he knew that he was immortal now, he had not yet developed the patience to adapt to it.

Therefore, he will inevitably consider some ways to enhance his foundation in a short period of time.

There are actually quite a few small material realms controlled by his subordinates. Veronica, the Dragon Mother of Green City, contributed several to him, and the Naga Kingdom also provided him with one.

If he is willing to search, he can also obtain more small-scale material world coordinates, each coordinate corresponding to a world.

But these are meaningless, because the gods are blocked and he cannot break through now, but in those worlds that have been rooted by the World Tree, it is impossible for the gods to cut off the connections.

(End of this chapter)