Novel & Cerita Blue Eyes White Dragon How Much Is It Worth

Anala says, just as I hear a roar in the stadium. I turn and see that Morgan has shifted into a gorgeous blue dragon, the color of blue topaz, a water dragon. “Is she a pure dragon?” I ask, completely enthralled with her glittering scales. “Yes, she’s like me, hatched in a lab,” Anala says distractedly. The talking in the stadium has stopped and all eyes are on the claim below. “You are mine, Morgan,” Aithlin says stepping forwad. Morgan roars, water pouring out of her mouth like a heavy waterfall.

"There were rumors that the Bloodgod Herb's starting bid would be $10 billion. And since the Dragon's Beard looks so similar to the Bloodgod Herb, they are naturally bidding on it." After a brief pause, Alain added, "All the old-money families have gathered funds well into the trillions." Eden had no words.

The monstrous dragon had curled itself into the dunes, its massive head—larger than the entire Mariswyn estate—resting upon the golden sands as it watched her with an eye the color of a frozen moon. Before Rhyzar could shift back into his usual form, Caelia made a sudden decision. She slid off his back, pushing herself forward in an awkward jump, barely clearing his shoulder before landing ungracefully in the soft, sinking sand. He made no move to stop her as she strode forward, each step firming beneath her feet, solidifying the shifting grains with their shared power. The white dragon’s immense silver eye blinked slowly, the wind from its exhale sweeping over her shield like a rolling stor

My jaw dropped. "What the hell is this? Please don’t let it explode," I muttered, holding it at arm’s length. Abigail shrieked with glee, snatched it from my hands and hugged it to her chest. "Violet! That’s a Lightning Orb! It’s a grade-four magic core, insanely rare, only forms where storm spirits die, do you know how much this is worth?! We could buy a small island! Hug your baby dragon! Hug it now!"

My blue hair fell beyond my shoulders, representing everything I was destined to be rather than being the object of youthful awe. As I fixed the silver circlet Alpha Derek had given me for the mating ritual, my hands shook a little. The thought of him made my heart skip a beat. Prophecy and duty had entwined our futures as we grew up together. I had noticed the tender grin he kept for me and the warmth in his black eyes, even though our interactions had always been professional and closely watched by the pack elders. I was startled out of my reverie by a gentle knock on my door. I called and said, "Come in," hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel.

Its claws are dark at the base, clear at the tips. But its eyes are the worst part. Deep ice blue, bright and cold. When it looks down, the air feels frozen. The warriors below can only stare up in fear. The white dragon folds its wings and drops from the sky. Snow explodes as it lands hard on the frozen ground. The whole werewolf realm shakes. Its ice-blue eyes sweep over everyone below. No one dares to breathe. That's the way it is now. Then, the rider steps down. Raphael slides off the dragon’s back and hits the ground. The cold air dances around us, biting skin, freezing breath.

Jewel's eyes filled with intense inner conflict. As Dominic had said, the value of White Cosmos No. 1 was not something a small company like JewelMed could truly assess. Even if JewelMed were sold off entirely, its absolute ceiling would hover around 70 million dollars. However, White Cosmos No. 1 represented an untouched blue ocean in the market, with no competition whatsoever. Viewed this way, even retaining only 30% of the shares would still yield enormous profits. But if she agreed, she would no longer be JewelMed's sole owner, and that reality weighed heavily on her.

Now he understood— it was Noxivira saying goodbye to him. He pulled up the vault’s transfer records and saw every single coin funnelled into Aithne’s name. He laughed like a madman. He had no more scruples left. A white dragon this vicious deserved to fall straight into the hell.

It was a top-grade divine object for strengthening the body. "It's too precious..." Ding Hao's voice was even trembling a little. He turned to look at Xu Changqing, the lean old man, and said, "How many mysterious crystals... is it worth? Can I buy it with my Purple-gold Card?" Although he had a million top-grade mysterious crystals, in front of this blue crystal, Ding Hao suddenly felt that he was as poor as a beggar. Peerless treasures like the Blue Pith Jade in Stone were simply priceless. He was afraid that even 10 million top-grade mysterious crystals could not buy such a treasure.

"You don't need it? That's great!" Shally was relieved and turned back to Mister Negus. "Mister Negus, we are willing to take this Dragon Jade. Name your price." "Well, let's say 215 million," Mister Negus said thoughtfully. "215 million? That's not cheap!" Leon was slightly taken aback. Though he did not know much about the industry, he once obtained a large imperial purple jadeite when he was in the southern region.