Beyblade Metal Fusion L'drago นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She missed it by an inch, and he swung the other one. ‘I-I… I c-can do this.’ She countered his swift blows that grew more swift and complex with each strike. The blade slashed her chest, and he slammed his feet into her stomach, sending her to the ground. “S-serpent… o-of… of d-darkness.” She breathed a long, large dragon twirled out of her and flew at Draven. He formed a giant eagle of fire, and it clashed with this dragon, sending sparks flying in the air.

He'd never get over that scary being that was Draco. He had a massive lycan form with wings as huge as a dragon's, his horns thrusting ominously into the night sky. Alfos shook unknowingly when the beast's amber eyes flicked over to him as it floated through the air. He locked his hands over the window pane and watched as the lord flew down to catch up with Isolde. As her body was about to connect with the rock-littered ground, Draco reached out his long, curved claws and grabbed her through her clothing, pulling her up.

" Lucian and Draco glared at each other, their eyes full of malice and hatred. Without a word, they charged towards each other, fists flying. Draco threw a punch, which Lucian swiftly dodged. He retaliated with a kick, which Draco barely managed to block. The two dragons continued to exchange blows, their movements becoming increasingly violent and frenzied. Suddenly, Lucian began to morph into his beast form. His skin turned to scales, his fingers elongated into claws, and his mouth filled with razor sharp teeth.Draco watched as his opponent transformed, but he refused to back down. With a mighty roar, he lunged at Lucian. The two dragons clashed, their teeth and claws tearing at each other

“I wanted to mark Jake.” “This will sound strange,” Darren chimed in, giving Jake a warning look, to not interrupt him. “In one of my manga comic books, Dragon Ball, two characters do a special technique, called a Fusion, to fuse their powers together and become stronger as one being.” He shifted in the seat, putting his hands together to illustrate. “I think something of the sort has happened here. Pernwél needed a powerful counterpart in her wolf spirit, one that could take the load of her druidic ancestry and species.”

He'd never get over that scary being that was Draco. He had a massive lycan form with wings as huge as a dragon’s, his horns thrusting ominously into the night sky. Alfos shook unknowingly when the beast’s amber eyes flicked over to him as it floated through the air. He locked his hands over the window pane and watched as the lord flew down to catch up with Isolde. As her body was about to connect with the rock-littered ground, Draco reached out his long, curved claws and grabbed her through her clothing, pulling her up.

Alfi said awkwardly. “Well, it’s a 2 in 1 dragon. the light head on the right is Dora. He is a cheerful wind dragon, and the dark head on the left is Duo. He is a vicious thunder dragon.” Arz explained. “When Varz was born, Dora agreed to give Varz his power, but Duo didn’t. As they are 2 in 1 dragon, Varz couldn’t use his power to the fullest and make them his Ribo.” Arz added. “So, that’s why I can manipulate wind, eh?” Varz asked.

“So tell me, my mighty dragon, what are you gonna do about it now?” Zeta’s pupils blew wide, his dragon uncoiling beneath his skin. Heat rippled off him in waves. “Anything. Everything. Just say the word.” “Then fight for me,” Lyon breathed, voice cracking with fury and want. “Like you should’ve from the beginning.” With a sharp twist, Zeta flipped them but the motion barely lasted a second before Lyon’s arms locked around him and slammed him right back, this time with his mouth ghosting along Zeta’s throat.

does not understand anything about his students, perhaps that's why his two students became youkai. Dragón de Hierro, the God of Metal, looked at León de Fuego, the God of Fire, who was frowning, he wondered endlessly, he was in the middle of the desert shaking his head incessantly, and then sadly asked: "Don't you have a way to solve this problem?"

The first challenger stepped into the ring, a massive wolf with silver fur and eyes like ice. Draven’s jaw clenched. “Silverclaw’s heir.” I glanced at him. “Can you beat him?” He looked down at me, gold eyes burning. “Watch.” He shifted in one smooth motion, fire and smoke consuming him until the dragon-wolf hybrid stood where the man had been. Black scales shimmered across his flanks, and wings unfurled like blades of flame. The crowd fell silent. The Silverclaw heir lunged first, but he never stood a chance. Draven met him midair, claws striking, fire roaring. It was over in seconds, the heir flung across the pit, unconscious before he hit the ground.

I rub my cheek along him and a rumble comes from him that sends all sorts of tingles through me. As I turn my head to the other side I see Dragus shifting into his dragon form just as big as Darian's but silver instead of gold, the same piercing eyes looking back at me, he moves slowly towards me just as cautious as Darian, when he reaches me, he does the same as his brother and runs his head along my other side with a rumble of his own. I wrap my body around him as he brings his head back. He gives me a toothy grin that I all but return.