Blue Eyes White Dragon Vs Red-eyes Black Dragon の小説・ストーリー

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

I stood there as a massive black hybrid creature, half-dragon, half-wolf, eyes burning bright blue. But I wasn’t the only one shifting. Crux watched me for barely a breath… and then he shifted too. And he did it casually. Effortlessly, like shedding skin. His form exploded outward, bigger than mine three times over. His wings stretched so wide they brushed the walls. His scales were blacker than night itself, drinking in every trace of light. Vanta Black, a rage dragon leader’s color, almost invisible at night. He was darker than the shadows. Only his molten eyes glowed fiercely, ancient, superior can be seen. He was the leader of Rage Dragon who he inherited from his mother.

I only hoped nothing had changed. I got to the stairs and watched the scene unfold in the sitting room. My father stood in the sitting room with my mom beside him and some other friends. The convoy came to a halt. One by one, the bodyguards stepped into the house first. The entire mansion fell silent. Even Father straightened his suit. Then the rear door opened again… and Red Dragon stepped into the house with effortless confidence. He looked the same as fifteen years ago: grey hair, dark eyes, a chiseled jawline, and a tailored black tuxedo to complete the look.

The red dragon was not only powerful in terms of strength but also known for its massive size and strong willpower when colliding everything along with its revengeful thoughts for his sister, made the red dragon a fiery one. Though the army of raven wizards was using their magical strength than their physical strength, they used water element against the fire element. As they were circling the red dragon, they attacked with their magical powers. The strong red dragon was about to give up his combat with the continuous attack of raven wizards with their spells and cunning tricks. A sudden splash of lighting hit the circling strategy of raven wizards. A sharp sword of white sparkle showered ov

My drool was soaked on a couple of stacks of notes. "I just need to clarify their identities with you." "Your ability can't see through it?" "Their screens are different." "Different how?" "Color." I stroked my bread four to five times. Every status screen is blue, a nice simple bright blue. This never changes, no matter how old you get or how young you are. There are reports of dragons having a dark blue screen. Demons are reported to have purple screens. Yet no human, dwarf, or elf has ever been reported to have a different color status screen from blue.

I sighed and looked down. Cassius put his finger under my chin. Our eyes met as he said, “Use your imagination. What would you like your dragon to look like?” That is something that I have never thought about. Dragons have always frightened me, ever since I was attacked when I was six. If my dreams were any indication, dragons killed my parents. I have no reason to want a dragon, but The Trio did save me. I will try because I am alive because of them. “She would have blue eyes, because I love blue eyes,” I began to blush, as his blue eyes twinkled at me, before a bit of red dotted them. “Her scales would be white, iridescent, and maybe accentuated with gold or silver.”

She flared her nostrils and breathed out a powerful gust, ripping the saber from his grasp. "Your mom lost to me, and so will you," Arlyaen hissed and charged at her, his voice brimming with cold resolve. However, he froze in his tracks when fresh blood suddenly oozed from the sides of his lips. His eyes widened, staring down at the bloody claws that had penetrated him from behind. "You..." he gasped, staggering as he turned. What he saw stole the breath from him—another white dragon, standing silently behind him. He snapped his gaze forward again, blinking in disbelief. Indeed, there were now two dragons; one was solid, while the other wavered in and out of existence.

The giant dragon opened its mouth and unleashed wave after wave of green toxic mist. Each of the vital energy dragons was instantly stained. Although they dealt considerable damage to the dragon in return, the deeper the green seeped into them, the faster they deteriorated. The water, fire, and lightning dragons were gradually corroded and eventually vanished into the air. Only the white vital spirit dragon remained—and it grew stronger with every exchange. The dragon was stunned. It discovered that every poisonous wave it spewed was being neutralized by that white dragon. Although each instance of purification dimmed the dragon slightly, it was clear—even if it exhausted every last drop of

The hunters are trying to shoot them, but they are holding their own. I turn back to the dragon. I reach out and gently touch her snout, running my hand over her face. “Before I knew Tana was a dragon, I called her Red. Since I’m guessing you are also a fire dragon, I’m going to call you Little Red. It helps that you are also the color of rubies.” I’m nervous and trying not to fanboy all over again being this close to a dragon. So, I keep talking as I’m working. “I love your stripes. They are really beautiful, like onyx mixed with rubies.” I watch her eyes follow me. Unlike Tana’s, this dragon’s eyes are a deep blue color, not quite sapphire, but close.

With a sudden burst of strength, he leapt towards the dragon's eyes, his hand outstretched. Beta Fionn's hand made contact with the dragon's eye, and a bright light erupted from his palm. The dragon let out a roar of pain, and it tumbled from the sky, crashing to the ground. Alpha Ade rolled clear of the dragon as it landed, landing on his feet. The dragon lay on the ground, its body still. Beta Fionn approached it cautiously, unsure if it was truly defeated. As he neared, the dragon's eyes opened, and they were no longer filled with rage. They were filled with respect.