Novel & Cerita Blue-eyes Tyrant Dragon Ruling

At the same time Dracul's eyes are lifted up, gone are the molten gold of the dragon, replaced by an intense fiery red that burned with an unnatural fire. "Dracul." I call unsure of what was playing out. A low growl escapes his lips an he tugs at the chains holding him back. "Shit!" Gulliver groans. "The effects are sinking in quicker than it should, it must be blessed by moonlight." He tugs at the chains harder muttering unintelligible yet harsh sounding words. "Can you fix it?" I turn to Gulliver who has already begun setting up what resembles the prerequisite for an incantation.

The circle's edges flared, creating cascading waves of golden light that collided with tendrils of dark purple energy, blending and clashing in a mesmerizing display. The room trembled under the spell. The candles were extinguished one by one as the power Zavian summoned grew. His voice grew louder, reverberating off the walls as the spell reached its apex. "Velora shan, era'than ral'ora. Nyssa voreth, tu'lal celeste. In myrithan vel'alas... Ith'lamor solai!"

"It's nothing serious, I was just wondering about the first commander his eye was blueish but demons are only supposed to have black eyes." "In your realm, do your people have two colour eyes?" She nods. "Well, when people have two colour eyes it usually means they have special abilities, like black and blue that means the person holds the power of a lighting sword." She looked at him shocked, how did she not know this. "How has no one taught you this, you must have read about this in one of your books." She shook her head. "I'm afraid I haven't, what about my eyes? They turn hazel-green and silver randomly, my eyes have never stayed the royal silver-moon colour."

He narrowed his eyes as if he imagined the scene. "So why might people fear you, even though you're an Emperor and all" she drawled lazily wondering when this dream would become more interesting. She noticed a blue bird fly behind the Emperor and glanced at its colourful beak. It was a dark blue, almost navy and it seemed to glare at her. A silence loomed over them. It was heavy and most people would quickly say something like, 'you don't need to answer that if it's too personal', Alexis almost did as well, until she remembered this was a dream person. Not someone with actual feelings. And so, she waited.

Chen has no idea. “You should not underestimate their power. They are the protector of water. They ascend from light yet stirred off by the power of darkness. That is why they have become more powerful.” “What can they do?” “They can only manipulate pure water and stir up storms such as, heavy rain, ice storms, sandstorm, wind, and many more. If they get angry, we should distance ourselves from them, especially for men like you, your highness. They are typically depicted, but it’s true, as beautiful and graceful women with soft and sweet appearances. It is sounds harmless, but it will lure you to your death.”

None. Mercy is not a word for me, it’s definitely not a word for a man who thinks what is mine is his. They call me cruel, they call me tyrant, let them. The pack survives because I decide, that is my rule. That is order. I took a throne young, I held it with blood, I sharpened fear into armor. Mercy would rust that armor, make me weak. I will not be weak. I push open the door, Hanging by the bar like some broken thing, wrists chained above his head, his body slumped but still breathing. His face bruised so bad the skin swells.

I contemplated for a moment, only interrupted by Raja's voice. 'That is a dragon's growl, my lady.' "A dragon?" I voices out absentmindedly when I was just supposed to talk with Raja in my mind. "A dragon?" Prince Evan and Prince David echoed my question, they were looking at me now. "Yes. That must be the dragon of the magical healer," Demitri answered. "The question is, what kind of dragon is it, so we would know what attack should we expect." 'He's not my kind. He's a blue dragon. The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed.

All of a sudden, his eyes turned red and he lies still on the floor, like a log of wood. "Calm down everyone, he is about to say the prophecy!" James made a hand gesture for everyone to remain silent. Rocky was at one corner, staring at the boy on the floor with a sharp, and curious look. He seems very anxious to know what the prophecy would be. It has been a long time since any of them has heard anything that has to do with prophecy... "As long as the evil soul tied with the destiny of the Tyrant Hybrid is alive, and closer to him, the world would be destroyed into pieces!! The evil soul must be eliminated first before the Tyrant Hybrid can be killed!"

Queen Isle expressed, her body steaming angrily. "Well, my queen. I think you should listen to King Coleman. Seriously, you should consider yourself noteworthy for your labors. We have Six kingdoms which consist of the werewolves, the fairies, the humans, the elves, the vampires, and the dragon kingdoms. And all of them are lawfully under your great feet except for the kingdom of the elves. You have to be lenient yet tough... I wholly congratulate you on this victory, Queen Isle. Even your late spouse couldn't acquire as much as this," Beta Kappa intently raved and praised her.

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. In general, True Dragon used a variety of colors to represent the differences in their bloodlines, gold was at the highest ranking. The usual True Dragon Clans such as black dragons and white dragons, although they could cultivate to achieve Monsteriod King level, it would be almost impossible for them to ascend to immortality. Drake Wyrmthorn was different. The Golden Dragon Bloodline that he belonged to, was borned honorable leader. It was certain that he would achieve Monsteriod King level in the future. Even to be a celesti