Novel & Cerita Black Dragon King

Each step I took sent a chill down my spine, reminding me of the doom ahead. After a while, they stopped in front of a gigantic door that I managed to see because one of them was generous enough to cast fire into the wall lamps. “Go in, the king awaits you," the female Dragonite in charge muttered, taking a few steps behind. I took a step forward, determined to take my revenge for everything that the dragon king made my kingdom suffer. The large doors cracked open and I walked into another pit of darkness. Once I was in, the whole place lit up and my gaze landed on the dark figure that watched me through his narrow blazing eyes.

“You have finally returned.” His family’s sacred duty had always been to serve as the ultimate guardians, awaiting the Queen’s reawakening. I helped him to his feet, taking his hand in mine. Our palms were scorching hot. Behind us, the other two eggs, sensing my power, also burst open with two sharp cracks. Two more majestic young dragons shot out, circling us with excited cries. I looked at my mate, my children, and the world at my feet that was about to bow to me once more.

The universe had decided to give me another one, in a place I did not know, in a body that was not mine, with a family that had already sold me before I had even opened my eyes. "When you say Dragon King," I said carefully, "you mean that literally. You mean an actual dragon." Nobody answered. Which was, honestly, answer enough. Oh my Goddess.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

She glided lightly over the ground, her magic both elegant and devastating. On the far flank, Oscar, the second son of the King of Dreadmoor — a mountain of a man — slammed his fists into the ground. The earth split beneath the Dark Knights’ feet, jagged pillars of stone erupting to trap and crush. His dark armour gleamed, his black eyes blazing with controlled rage “Try getting through this, you bastards!” he growled.

Alpha Adam asked, confused. "Don't you know what he is, Alpha Adam? He is the mighty king of the dragons. The one and only King Arabic Reubus from the Kingdom of Diaphora. A long-lost kingdom for millenniums!" That lengthy explanation, hopefully, would give these two some sense to think brilliantly now.

“Btw, can I go to sleep? The new toll road is a bit of a drive, isn't it? I'm really sleepy and tired. It's crazy, these last two days of meetings have really drained my brain and energy.” Gadis glanced over and found King adjusting his seat so that it was much lower than usual. Then he took one of the neck supports that Gadis knew exactly which character he had chosen; Black Dragon. Since the appearance of the Black Dragon in the world of cinema, King had never been without those cute black dragon-shaped accessories. “Just sleep. I'm not speeding, really. Take it easy, okay?”

“…At the end of whatever you wanted to say, I hope.” “Impudent girl. Fine. This is what you need to know. Tet controls the Dragon King, which means all dragonkind is ultimately obedient to him if he wishes it, should they be overtaken by that power. But he wants more. Needs more. He’s going to capture the other gods, and when he does, he’ll be sure to perform his dark rites on them to take their power. If he does that, if all that power exists in one form, under one man—”

Drake agreed. They both shook their hands. Everyone sighed with relief. "I am Drake Hamilton, the king of the winter Realm" Drake introduced himself. "Nice meeting you Mr. Hamilton. I am Blaze Black, the king of the dark realm. And you already met my brother" Blaze pointed towards Brandon who bowed in front of Drake, sensing the power the orange Dragon possesses. "Yes, I already met him. Nice meeting you Brandon" Drake said politely. "It's a pleasure your highness" Brandon replied.

He is known as the Red Dragon with Black hair; a ethnic Miao man living in Thailand. Cai Kang recalls a conversation with Yuto on the southern Isles that he did meet one who did have white hair. Even with his rampages before getting his yeouiju, he didn't feel the pain from it and he was physically pretty weak even with the rampages thus didn't suffer like the rest as he is physically incapable of feeling it. He became a dragon king only to clear his karma and repent for his past lives before he died a natural death and succeeded in canceling out the bad karma. He's described to be buddha like and is even called the Red Benevolent King. It's a lot of take in but at least it was educational.