Ancient Dragon Prayer Novels & Stories

He pricked his fingertip and formed an ancient inscription on his left hand. Swisshhh "It's time to begin. You will be the first witnesses of the beginning of the new world of Xiwang. Sacrifice death to life, Activate!" said the dragon emperor who was in front of the devil princess's coffin, then placed his right hand, which was inscribed with ancient writing, on the center of the coffin. "Dragon emperor!" shouted the demon king angrily, flying towards the dragon emperor, but the woman with the pagoda in her hand stopped the demon king from reaching the dragon emperor.

I knew it. They all watched me quietly as I took a deep breath and channel the power of the fragment. It glowed faintly as I slashed my palm with a silver dagger, letting my blood drip onto it. Closing my eyes, I recited the incantation: "Flames of the ancient, spark anew, Return the life, restore what's true. By blood and fire, death’s hold is severed, The dragon’s gift, a soul delivered." A fiery red light enveloped Allison’s body, its heat filling the room. Liam stepped forward, panic etched on his face.

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

I sighed in frustration, rereading, and saw that I was chosen to be the one to do the sacrificial prayer and ritual. The annual sacrificial prayer and ritual held deep-rooted traditions that had been passed down for generations. The chosen one, adorned in the traditional attire, would be carried in a palanquin while performing the customary dance. The purpose was to offer prayers to both the Moon Goddess and the revered Dragon Goddess, symbolizing a connection to ancient creatures and seeking their blessings.

Even through the dome, Avi felt the power of their wingbeats, ancient, colossal dragons whose shadows stretched across the sky. Cain leaned in slightly. “Perfect timing,” he murmured. Avi swallowed hard. She’d never seen Grenons up close before. She’d heard stories of massive dragons who never shifted, older than half the structures in the city. Wise, territorial, and capable of firestorms that could melt steel. But tonight… they came in peace. A ceremonial tone rang across the plaza. Trace’s voice echoed over the speakers, calm and commanding: “People of Osca, As requested by our honored neighbors and protectors,

He was not sure what she was, but he knew she possessed healing powers, and that should convince the dragon kingdom to accept her as his mate, their princess. Just then, Alicia heard someone yell, “I knew it! I knew you had a secret out here, so I followed you. This is your day to die, dragon!” Antione Richmond yelled raising his bow. “Dragon! Fly! Get out of here, save yourself!” Alicia cried. She ran over and stood in front of the dragon, begging Antione not to fire. Corithias shot flames at Antione, making a wall of flames to block his path.

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”

"You're all correct. These are the skeletons of ancient divine beasts: the ancient dragon, phoenix, chimera, mysterious turtle, divine serpent, and divine tiger." After speaking, she pressed her lips tightly together, as if something had occurred to her.

“We're nothing but kids, you and me! You'll be surprised how quickly years go by. You blink and you're 21, dressed to look pretty and they're gonna toss you out here to survive on your own. No way you can stay alive, there's no food, bed, or anyone to take care of you.” “Under the protection of the Dragon God, I shall remain safe.” “There’s no Dragon God!” Frustrated beyond belief, Thalon let out a piercing scream and threw his hands up in the air. His voice echoed through the massive temple, making it seem even more cavernous and empty. “Look at what's around you, Avara. No one else is here! The Dragon God is just a made-up god for adults to blame when their lives turn horrible.” As a stubb

"Please, Goddess, I beg you. Spare her and take me." I felt the weight of her hand on my head. "I am Angelos, daughter of Hera. You sacrificed much, dragon. You stayed with your bride when I thought you would chase your friend and kill him. Your greatest treasure has long been your pride, but you gave it up for her." I looked up, tears clouding my eyes. I couldn't stop them. Dragons did cry. She gave me a soft smile. "To be reborn we must die first. Look behind you, dragon."