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Patting her dress lightly and straightening up her body and a maidservant suddenly appeared from nowhere to tidy up the table. “We've to make the snake people our ally in order to prevent this constant rift between the kingdoms darling. They're strong, they've one of the best armies in the continents and their princess is beautiful. She would be Queen.” “What about Minerva?” Old Mr Gael asked. “Although she is not a dragon shifter, she holds a special place in Vincent's heart. I can see it from afar…”

Manuel's hand moved closer to tapping Alan's shoulder, "You've kept your promise to me, you've done your best to save the woman you love. Me and her mother Larissa ...so much hope that you'll be born, and have a much better life than this. Thank you for protecting my nephew, Alan Atkinston." A belief can be built very easily, if we believe it. And when we believe in such confidence, the opportunity for it to become real is greater, as there is a link between the past and the present. There was a woman with dark shoulder-length hair, a pretty face, a clean white skin, and a very sweet smile. She was reading a novel, titled The Legend Of The Coral Cave, by the name of writer Y Lawrence. She tu

Goddess Nuwa who created humans is said to have grown half a snake. The most famous legend is probably the Legend of the White Snake which was adapted into a television series. In this story, a snake (Bai Su Zhen) transforms into a human and marries a man named Xu Xian. The story of the legend of the white snake is very nuanced. Reported by China Daily , Bai Su Zhen was actually a good demon, but a monk named Fahai actually got the wrong idea and thought Bai Su Zhen was a bad person. Fahai also tricked Bai Su Zhen into getting drunk until she unknowingly turned into a white snake. The shocked Xu Xian immediately died.

I saw the white-haired lady extend her claws and pierce her wrist, blood dripped and with it, she drew a symbol on the ground the symbol exhumed light and turned into a small crest that floated into her hands. I immediately went stiff with shock upon seeing the crest, I had never seen it in person but I could identify it anywhere from the years of lessons I had taken about our world and the other beings that lived in it. The crest of the Royal White Witch! I gasped, stifling the sound so I wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The crest had been passed down for generations, kept secret by the few who knew of its existence. It was a symbol of power and

Around Jinyuan is a large dense mountain forest, white tiger often wandering in the mountain forest itself. The name of the white tiger is Slut, which translates to killing. Just listen to the name and know that it is a real animal, not a cat domesticated in a circus. In previous lives, Ye Wan Wan was no less disgusted and afraid of the white tiger than he was of the night cold. However, after rebirth, even though the first sight of it bites off the human neck and the roar of the beast is a human instinct of terror, there is no rejection and disgust in the heart, but deep memory and guilt.

Of course, all of this was just a story from the past or a legend—he himself didn’t know if it was true. But because he’d heard it from his ancestors and his grandfather in the Yang family, he was fifty percent convinced that this legend was real. Hearing Yang Zuan’s story, Xiao Chen could only smile and neither refute nor confirm what was on Yang Zuan’s mind. This was because he himself had already seen the black dragon, and the figure inside the coffin who had now become his master. Of course, this wasn’t something that could be considered an ordinary identity. And from the black dragon’s expression—which showed no fear of the heavens themselves—it was clear that the black dragon might hav

Others, like Alpha Lycan, remained skeptical and concerned. As they argued, Elder Thorne turned to me. “There is a legend,” he said softly, “of a wolf known as the White Wolf. It tells of a powerful wolf, born during very difficult times, whose purpose is to bring back balance to our world.” His words touched something deep inside me. Could this be who I truly was? The White Wolf of legend?

Lynn asked, her eyes looking wild and she began to breath hard. “There are many stories surrounding the White Tiger. It was said to have been the strongest of all the tigers. The White Tiger was created by the Goddess Durga. She used to ride a great White Tiger as she protected the people in our country and destroyed the evil that raided villages raping and killing everyone. Well, that was until the people she protected turned on her, killing her. It is said that the White Tiger was devastated when Durga was killed. He went on a killing rampage. One day, an old lady reminded him that the Pure Pheonix had the power to restore life, and that she knew where he could find her. But when the White

All it would take was his fingers to release… “Please, I seek the dragon.” He snarled at me, his lip curling back from his straight, white teeth. The incisors and the premolar were longer and sharper than mankind. Even with such a savage expression on his face, he was ridiculously handsome for someone about to kill me. “Why do you seek the dragon?” He demanded.

Could that snake really have been trying to treat me? After that, I heard the man say, "I'm that venomous snake." I was shocked into silence. After a momentary silence, I asked, "Are you a Naga, a half-snake, half-human entity? Was that your snake form?" He nodded. These entities had two forms, animal and human. Only an animal with talent, capability, and good luck could hold a human form, which was why entities like these were rare and valuable in the Riverplain Continent.