Ancient Dragon Prayer Novels & Stories

A limp, black-tinged translucent thing, no longer shimmering silver, no longer alive. The Prince came to a stop a meter away and watched her expectantly. In the silence, Anzi’s mind whirled, working furiously to deduce what was happening. But it was clear as day even if she didn’t understand the reason behind it. This dragon, this mute, mutant, misshapen dragon with no name, was able to deaden the poison tendril with his mere presence. “I think we have a solution,” she said crisply as she turned back to Kai. “Now I just need you to get out of the way.”

“With boundless will, my spirit aligns, I am the vessel, the conduit defined. Through my being, let your essence flow. Awaken now, let your might bestow. Rise O deities of ancient lore, from my core, your presence pour. Unleash your wisdom, your eternal light, ignite the world, and dispel the darkness” “As powers surge from the depths untold, realms converge, mysteries unfold. Awake, ascend, your presence revealed. By this rite, our destinies entwined. In harmony, our powers combined. Through my essence, the pact is sealed. Arise O ancient deities. Let your presence be known” Nothing happens at first but Amelia keeps chanting. Forgetting all that is happening around. Blocking out that a war

The whole sea of blood seemed to be overturned, unstable. "How could you turn out a dragon?" Chu Xun was furious. The Ancestral Dragon race could not be insulted. He used his skill in his heart. Eternal Phoenix Scripture. Chirp! The loud and clear cry of the phoenix could shatter gold and stone, making cracks appear on the starry platform. A huge Flaming Phoenix, thousands of meters long, floated in the air. With a flap of its wings, purple flames filled the sky as if going to burn down the sky.

Ashek started trying to control himself not to get angry because his eyes have started changing. Lame tell Ashek to please control himself because she is not ready to faint again while having this conversation the ancient temple started shaking again it's a new prophecy it says The Real Dragon King is coming soon! when the priests read and translate it then tell Lame. She stands up quickly, Lame asked the priests maybe they're sure about what they just read right now. Those priests said yes and one of them explained that the dragon king is the most powerful dragon among all the angels and gods in the world.

I was weak and powerless, and all that was left for me was to pray to be rescued. My breaths came shallow and uneven, chest tightening with every second that passed. Panic clawed at my throat, threatening to steal what little air I had left. The chains bit deeper into my skin as my body trembled uncontrollably, cold metal rubbing raw flesh, but the pain kept me anchored—kept me from slipping into darkness. My womb tightened instinctively around my babies, protective, fierce, desperate. I pressed my head back against the stone, whispering broken prayers under my breath to every Goddess I knew, to every ancient power that had ever guarded dragon blood.

Draken, his eyes locked onto the soaring creature, replied, "It's an ancient protector, Sasha. It might not understand words, but actions and intent." Lysandra, her hands glowing with an ethereal light, said, "Perhaps it responds to the old magics. Let me try something." She began chanting in an ancient tongue, her voice harmonizing with the wind. The creature momentarily hesitated, its massive wings causing gusts as it hovered, seemingly intrigued by Lysandra's chant. Maris, sensing an opportunity, whispered, "There's a connection. Lysandra, continue your chant. Nebula, can you amplify it, resonate it across the cosmos?"

Argentum said in teasing manner “I am Prince you evil women… do you want your prince to accept his defeat…? huh?” Draco argued back and tried to free hinself, on other hand all other teen Dragon ‘s were encouraging them both to fight including their training master , master Mossace… “Hahahah…. my prince you forgot…. your Draphidrmia still pending….. (Draphidrmia is a ritual which is performed in Dragon realm among royal Dragon which is equal to coronation)… but me… I am already hired as your first in line chief commanding officer..” Argentum said proudly

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

"There may be something in one of my ancient texts. Follow me." I trailed behind him through a hidden passage, arriving at a small, windowless room lined floor-to-ceiling with dusty books. He selected a large, ornate tome from its place of honor atop a carved pedestal. Flipping carefully through the crinkled pages, he announced "Aha! Here." He pointed to a passage titled 'Taming Ancient Dragons.' I leaned in eagerly to read the old-fashioned script. "It says if a dragon already dwells within you, consider the ancient dragon's essence a gift to empower it."