Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Chapter 408 Titan's Deterrence

"But such a war is an unjust war in the eyes of the gods of Mount Heaven. If you are unwilling to stop it, you will have to face their hostility. Your growth rate is indeed beyond my expectations, but are you sure you can really fight against us?"

Bahamut sighed. He really wanted to advise the child. In his eyes, the child had reached a desperate point in pursuit of greater power.

"I have never thought of fighting against Heaven Mountain, but I am also unwilling to be obstructed or have my will twisted by any existence."

Di Ruier naturally didn't want to have a conflict with Tiantangshan, but if there was really no way to avoid it, he would have to go forward. It was impossible to make him bow his head.

"You are too young and too proud!"

Seeing the attitude of this young junior, Bahamut understood what was going on. It was simply that his life was too smooth and he had never experienced any beatings.

Come to think of it, if this child were placed in the ordinary dragon clan, he would not even be an ancient dragon, but he has already become the Dragon King who rules the world.

"Maybe I am arrogant in your eyes, but no matter how you view me, war is unstoppable. My subjects need war."

With the help of the power of the World Tree, from the Dragon King Diriel to ordinary soldiers of the Plane Expedition Corps, the entire World Tree system, from top to bottom, all creatures have tasted the sweetness brought by plane colonization.

Middle and lower-level soldiers and officers can use war to gain more opportunities for promotion and exchange for more resources, while upper-level legends use war to obtain large amounts of land and corresponding resources.

As for Diriel, the highest dragon king, the source power he obtained during the war was more than ever before.

After all, the Void Altar introduced him to either a world on the verge of destruction or a pile of wreckage. These targets required a lot of careful planning. Even if the planning was successful, the rewards that could be obtained would take a much longer time to realize.

The investment is not high, but there is uncertainty in getting a reward after the investment, and the time to get the reward is extremely long. The only advantage is stability.

If it was a ten-thousand-year-old Dragon King, he would probably be satisfied with this, sleeping peacefully all day and waiting quietly. But for Di Ruier, a young Dragon King who is not even a thousand years old, he really doesn't want to wait any longer.

Not to mention that in the void, there is a god whose purpose is to hunt dragons. He is eyeing him covetously and regards him as a hunting target.

How could Diriel bear this?
It is nothing more than launching a plane colonization war to obtain more source power and take oneself to a higher level on the epic road.

"Do you have any requirements for the planes you conquer?"

Bahamut seemed to have discovered something and suddenly asked.

"There are no requirements, as long as it is a plane."

Diriel said it didn't matter. The World Tree was not picky and anything was fine with it.

"In that case, why don't you choose to attack the Abyss? Not only will you not be hostile to Heaven Mountain, you will even gain their full support."

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Hearing what the old dragon god said, Diriel flicked his tail lightly, creating layers of golden ripples in the void that stretched for thousands of miles.

If Diriel didn't have some understanding of the Lord of the North Wind, his first reaction would definitely be that the old dragon wanted to harm him. If he didn't want to harm him, why would he make such a suggestion?
Attack the Abyss? How could he say that?

Where is the abyss?
The Abyss is composed of infinite levels and countless changes, reflecting all the ugliness, evil and chaos.

No scholar or god can tell exactly how many layers the abyss has, because it is meaningless to explore such a question because the abyss is constantly expanding and disappearing.

The horror of the abyss is well known, but no one can tell how much horror is hidden in it. However, just knowing this is enough to make Di Ruier, the now quite proud Dragon King, fearful.

Throughout the long course of history, there have been many races and forces that have established multidimensional empires. After such multidimensional empires have prospered and developed to their peak, their self-confidence will inevitably expand.

One of the manifestations of extreme expansion is to organize an expeditionary force to attack the abyss. The Elf Empire did such a thing long ago.

In the most ancient legend, the elves' expeditionary army penetrated more than three hundred layers of the abyss, and it is said that they found the bottom of the abyss and glimpsed the mystery of the abyss.

The specific details were not something that Diriel, the dragon of later generations, could know. These were just some fragmentary descriptions he found in his bloodline inheritance.

Diriel didn't know whether the Elf Empire's expeditionary force found the core of the abyss and discovered its secrets.

But he knew one thing, that is, the former Elf Empire had become the dust of history, and everything related to it had become a legend, while the abyss still existed in the world, a horrific nightmare shrouding billions of planes.

The old dragon had a good plan to let him attack the abyss and seize the broken plane from the abyss.

As for the so-called support from Heaven Hill, Di Ruier just regarded it as bullshit.

There is definitely support, but the extent of the support is debatable. You know, any race or force that confronts the abyss can get assistance and support from the races or gods living on Mount Heaven.

"Your Majesty Bahamut, I admit that your evaluation of me is arrogant, but I am not crazy enough to order my subordinates to attack the Abyss."

Di Ruier's tone was quite serious. If he didn't refuse directly but spoke vaguely, it would be really funny.

Although the army under his command is now powerful enough to attack multiple planes at the same time, that is because he is only picking on the weak ones, which are all small planes, and there is only one medium-sized plane.

If he really attacked the Abyss, Diriel really had no confidence. Maybe he could take down a few layers, but what about after that? Could he defend it? Could the World Tree really cut flesh from the Abyss?

"Isn't your current behavior crazy? You have already attracted the attention of Heaven Mountain."

"This is different."

Diriel shook his head. Even if he attracted the attention of Mountain Heaven, he only needed to retreat and defend the world of Carlos. Even the powerful divine power could not do anything to him. But if he targeted the Abyss, he would be the attacking party and would have no geographical advantage. Instead, he would have to face the suppression of the Abyss.

"I also don't think I have the power to invade and plunder the Abyss right now."

"In that case, let's compromise. In this endless void, there are too many worlds facing the threat of the abyss, and some are even being invaded by the demon army of the abyss. How about you lead your army to rescue these worlds?"

"Save the world? I have no objection to being a savior, but what about the reward?"

Diriel asked directly. This was a fairly normal way for the dragon clan. There was no need to consider feelings or be shy.

"You want your World Tree to merge and control more planes. Then, what do you think of taking those planes that have been severely corroded and damaged by the invasion of the Abyss and are likely to fall and fall as your reward?"

"Is this your real purpose?"

Diriel stared at the Dragon God in front of him. Attacking the abyss was of course nonsense, but turning him from a plane conqueror into a savior who fought against the invasion of the abyss was what the Dragon God wanted.

"What do you think of the plan I proposed?" "I want Heaven Mountain to send out a legion of real angels to support my legion."

"So, you agreed?"

A hint of joy could not help but show up in the old dragon god's eyes.

"Of course, but you must provide me with the exact coordinates. I will first send my followers to check it out. The decision as to whether to support the rescue is mine."

"Of course."

"In that case, I have no opinion for now."

Although there are countless planes in the endless void, finding a plane accurately is like looking for a needle in the vast ocean, so the plane coordinates are extremely precious.

Don't think that Diriel's men are attacking everywhere now, that's because they have accurate coordinates. Once the coordinates in their hands are used up, there will be no chance of the current grand occasion.

Now, the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut is willing to represent Mount Heaven and send him the coordinates of a new world. Although he has to fight against the abyss, the effort and reward are proportional and it is worth the investment.

The platinum dragon god Bahamut left, saying that he wanted to discuss and communicate with the gods of Mount Heaven to see which planes suffering from the invasion of the abyss should be handed over to Diriel.

Diriel naturally had no objection. He returned to the world of Carlos. However, before he settled down in his own bedroom of the God King, he sensed a breath lingering on the edge of the world.

"Good guy!"

Diriel exclaimed, and in just a moment he arrived at the area where he felt the strangeness. Then, on a cloud island that was newly born on the edge of the world, he saw a man looking down at the ocean.

This is a human with a strong build and well-developed muscles. His face is firm and serious. He is wearing silver armor and holding a huge sword in his hand. The most eye-catching thing is his empty right side.

This is a man who lost his right arm.

Be it the time, the place, or even the image, this man exudes incoherence and something is wrong everywhere.

There are almost no pure-blooded humans in the world of Carlos, let alone humans who have lost an arm. Generally speaking, such humans will seek dragon veins at all costs to get the opportunity to regenerate limbs, because for ordinary people, this is the most cost-effective way to reattach severed limbs.

However, the divine radiance reflected from this man explained this point very well and reminded Diriel of his identity.

"Your Majesty Tyr."

Diriel said neither humbly nor arrogantly that such a vivid image and characteristics must be the famous god of justice. His duties involved justice, law, honor, and war. He was a very powerful god who was capable of fighting and had a special and important position among the gods.

"Did you accept Bahamut's offer?"

The man who looked like a holy warrior and could give people a great sense of security turned around slowly. His eyes were as calm as water, without any ripples, as he looked at the Dragon King who was hovering above the sea of ​​clouds, whose body was even larger than the Cloud Island where he was standing.

"I'm thinking about it."

"The path you have chosen is not wrong. If you rush for quick results, you will only go astray. If you choose this path, you will face horrific sanctions in the future that you cannot even imagine."

"Is this a threat?"

"No, just a warning."

Even the most powerful warrior among the gods, looking at the world tree that stood between heaven and earth, could not help but have a look of admiration and helplessness in his eyes.
"As long as you stay within the protection of the World Tree, even I can't do anything to you."

"That being said, no one likes to have a sword hanging over their head."

"Mallock? Ha, since you have already agreed to Bahamut's proposal, you don't have to worry about problems from him anymore."

"How to say?"

"He will retreat."

"Will Malok be so obedient?"

There was a hint of doubt in Diriel's tone. The Dragon Hunter Malok was a powerful being after all.

Although Mount Heaven is powerful, it is not so powerful that it can use its reputation to boss around a powerful divine being.

"I will talk to him. You don't have to worry about such trivial matters anymore. You should withdraw your legions and reorganize them after they are appeased."

"it is good."

There would be no problem with Diriel. If the god of justice in front of him was willing to hold his sword and go to talk to Malok, then the dragon hunter would not have any extra opinions.

"The path of the savior is the correct path you should choose. Do not choose any other path."

"What would happen if I chose it?"

Diriel was aroused with a bit of rebelliousness and asked curiously.

"Once you fall and become an evil god, you will have the opportunity to meet the Titans, the real epic Titans."

"Titan?"

Di Ruier was stunned, somewhat confused.
"What does this have to do with Titan?"

"The Titans regard all planes in the endless void that can give birth to life as treasures. All beings that destroy life are evil gods, and they are also beings that the Titans will inevitably wipe out."

Tyr went on to explain,
"And the world community we live in is under the watchful eyes of the Titans. There is no space for evil gods to survive and move around here."

"So, this is Titan's territory?"

Considering the identity of the god in front of him, Diriel did not think that the other party was making up a story to scare him, but this fact made him a little dazed and even confused.

"You can understand it this way. However, as long as you don't degenerate into an evil god, you don't have to worry about their existence."

(End of this chapter)