Blue Eyes Tyrant Dragon の小説・ストーリー

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

My heart skipped a beat. The door opened with a force that sent a breeze sweeping through the room. And then Thorne, he strode in, looking handsome as hell. His eyes…so friggin blue, unlike everything else that was black. His eyes burned into the mirror, locked on me. But not with admiration,but fury. His eyes darked when he saw the unzipped back. One of the attendants trembled visibly. “What,” he said lowly, voice like a growl. “the fuck… is this?”

The moment his gaze locked onto the infant, a monstrous, white-hot fury erupted from his throat. "Why does it have blue eyes?! Why the hell does my son have blue eyes?!" The entire grand hall plunged into a suffocating, paralyzing silence. The Elders exchanged horrified, bewildered glances. No one dared to draw breath. Every single legitimate child born to the dragon royal family, male or female, possessed pure, molten-gold reptilian slits at birth. This was an iron clad, prehistoric law of royal biology that had remained unbroken for thousands of years.

’ I ask my dragon and a scrub the rough patch of skin that is starting to shed. ‘They are the weakest of the thunder. They serve their purpose by breeding the reds and blues, but they are definitely a whiny bunch,' she grumbles. Tymyr had two greens, a red, a blue, a bronze, and Cyryl. While the red, blue, and bronze hatchlings grumble and whine for someone to scratch them, it’s the greens who make the most noise. Because she’s annoyed with her own itching, Cyryl’s patience with them has grown very thin. She frequently snaps at them, like she’s about to do right now.

Larice Whitewind found it pleasing when the people were the ones staying away from her. “Eyes here, trainees … dragons can only have three shades of eye colors—amber, hazel, and gold. I’m all certain that blue is not one of them,” Arien said when he seemed to notice the students looking at her. “Besides, Ms. Whitewind here came from another country which she has yet to share to the class.” Larice rolled her eyes. Who would care anyway if she did? And her eyes were aurora-blue, not just blue as in the shade of plain blue.

*** Dario After looking for the files that contained the latest treaty offer from the aquatic kingdom and not finding it, I sighed in abject exasperation and stood to check the shelf in hopes that it would be there. Ask Dante!! I instantly agreed with my Lycan- Trent and turned to go to Dante when reality struck. Dante is gone. I sagged, falling to the desk chair and holding my head in my hands. Since the incident, I was always in Fenrir’s cell trying to get Dante to come out but it never progressed. *** Fenrir was Dante’s Lycan which he got from birth. Unlike other wolves and even Lycans, he was born a Lycan.

I can't believe what I am looking at. ''It's a dragon!'' I say shocked. A big blue dragon in the same color as Gabriel's eyes emerges. It has shiny scales and sharp claws. On its tail, there are sharp dark blue spikes. The eyes are orange like a big burning sun. ''Noelle this is Dagahra my dragon,'' Gabriel says.

The white of his eyes was silver in colour and the pupil was lilac blue. "What are you?!" Spiro said. < Quest completed > < Swallowing Sixty bars of Dragon sweets > < Quest rewards > < Vampdragon Eyes: (user can now see hidden auras and can also see well in darkness. It can also be used to sight the amount of Mana present in a victim's body > < Distance of sighting: 50 degree sighting > < Dragon Breath: ( User possesses a dangerous inner air, and it can be used to destroy enemies ) >

Gideon answered with a question of his own. However, that confirmed it. Draco gritted his teeth. "Kill!" he roared. The Tyrant Dragon Physique lived up to its name. It was unyielding and dominant. His energy was overbearing, as if proclaiming himself the supreme ruler of the world. "Tyrant Dragon's Breath!" Draco opened his mouth, unleashing a dragon's roar. Then, he threw a punch, and the energy transformed into a hundred-foot-long dragon, coiling through the sky. It wasn't just one, but several dragon shadows materialized.