Novel & Cerita Black Dragon King

That was because he was from the True Dragon Clan, one of the three celestial monsteriods. The true dragon clan was originally the king of the monsteroids. They possessed extreme speed and naturally had the ability to control thunder and water energy. They were regarded as invincible among all. Standing in front of Leigh at that moment was Drake Wyrmthorn, the son of the current Monsteriod King Keith Wyrmthorn in Thunderpeak Region. Not only was Drake Wyrmthorn born under the bloodline of the True Dragon Clan, he was also from the extremely rare Golden Dragon Bloodline under the True Dragon Clan.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

The next morning, Dhari came with the full details off who the King of the Dark realm is and where his palace is. "The name of the dark king is Blaze Black. People are whispering about him having a human mate, but nothing was announced officially. But yesterday he burned a dragon alive for misbehaving with the girl whom everyone thinks as their queen and his mate. Like his name implies, he becomes a living and breathing fire, when provoked. But apart from that, he was said to be a good king" Dhari revealed.

Every word bit into my flesh as he continued to tell his terrible story. "Let me tell you a little bit about your father. Obviously you know now that he was what we called the King of the Dragons. A god amongst us if you will. Blood Dragons are well known for their blood magic and it's a powerful one at that. If he so much as wanted to, he could explode a mountain with just a snap of his fingers." Drake snapped his fingers to make a point. "He was revered as the greatest Dragon. He was compassionate, but also extremely stubborn." He gave me a pointed look before continuing.

What then, had caused this misery? As if to answer his question, long black claws appeared out of the debris and smoke, revealing scaly red legs, and leather like wings that were a thousand time larger than Wraya's. In fact, this dragon was the largest creature Stefanos had ever seen in his life, as its scary face loomed over them, large canines visible while it growled. It's...it's the Kings Dragon. The one that guards the King. How did it...How did it find us?

"Your majesty, during my adventure in Lukedonia, I discovered some things about that city. In the dragon world, the king of dragons is known as Drakon.” the red-hooded man explains. “The Drakon rules over the affairs of all dragons and is responsible for ensuring the peace among humans, demi-humans, and beasts with the dragons. There is however one rule which every Drakon dragon on the throne must obey.

I heard Verone whisper and I frowned in confusion when my eyes widened at the sight of one of the dragons rubbing her muzzle against Aiden’s. “It would take more than just you to defeat a royal blood, King Verone” one of the black dragons said looking directly at Verone who shied back “I am King Tyson, king of dragons. Those who believe me dead shall face the consequence of their actions” I stayed quiet as I watched the scene before me. Seeing the dragons assemble around the kingdom’s grounds, in front of the palace, around the fields, the roof, what’s left of it, of the palace. Aiden stood by my side as he kept his eyes on my brother who was trying to escape leaving the dragon in the mercy

With great care he brought her up to the glossy black and red scales of his chest, where she would be warmest. Alpha King Keegan shifted next, a huge red beast stepping out of the space where Keegan had been standing. He was the largest of all the dragons. Blood red spikes adorned his spine, a huge bone spear tipped his tail, and his crimson belly was scared from battle. Galcalar, the dragon King’s shifted form, snorted a little smoke, clawed the ground and came to sniff the Omega. Ugh, all I can smell is the nightshade and that boorish dog. Galcalar bared his teeth in distaste. Breeth, remind me why we aren’t just biting the heads off these pathetic Alphas’ and taking their packs for ourse

He sighed and stood in front of the static, his black energy controlled him "Don't blame me, Valara, I will find your son and kill him, and with his blood I will force you to wake up, to be mine alone, I did all this for you to be mine Valara, and I will not give up after I reached this point." He said with murderous eyes, as he looked at the coffin, which began to radiate with light, before it dimmed. He gave her a sarcastic smile, before turning and leaving that cave, to which no one knows a way. He raised his black eyes, and looked at that barren land Pale skin with dead eyes, and a heart devoured by darkness from every aspect “Sir, the Dragon King is here.” His cold gaze returned to cont