Colossus: The Fire Dragon Novels & Stories

said chancellor George glaring at them with a scary expression . " W...W....W....W...We are terribly sorry , chancellor . Please forgive us , chancellor !" said the six servants on the floor , including the little master's nanny . " Please have mercy , chancellor ! We will find the young master soon . " said one of the servants . The look on chancellor George right now was equal to that of a thirsty killer . The six of them were shaking as if they had just come out of a freezer . He raised his hand and pointed it towards the male servant who spoke then shoot a magic attack of fireball on his shoulder . Normally the dragon people's skin is immune to the fire but it is not immune to the fire c

he cast. A gigantic fire dragon came out above Zenon. Woah. However, Claudette smirked and also summoned her guardian. "Air phoenix!" “Attack!” they both yelled and the two guardians attacked each other. Claudette and Zenon also exchange attacks. Suddenly, their attacks exploded and now the stage was covered with smoke. Everyone fell silent and waited for the smoke to subside.

Just one glance was enough to make one's chin tingle and almost vomit. "Are you kidding?" Caspian snorted, clenched his Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd, and rushed forward again. “Plants are afraid of fire. Since I can't break you, I'll burn you to death.” "The Glorious Dragon!" Hong! The raging flames, like a flood, poured down toward Selina Khol. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The flames instantly engulfed Selina Khol. It was as if the void was about to collapse.

I immediately looked at the one who spoke, with red eyes, sharp fangs, uneven breathing, and odd posture. Rogue. No. A famished Rogue. Goddamn it

"But your fire is new. Mine forged the core of this planet." Killian’s jaw clenched, his golden runes flaring so brightly they hurt to look at. He didn't retreat. Instead, he pushed harder, his muscles bulging, forcing the edge of his blade a fraction of an inch into the dragon's impenetrable scales. "And I'm going to bury you back in it," Killian snarled, his voice a vibrating, demonic frequency. Aurelius’s smile vanished. The dragon opened his mouth, and deep within his throat, a blinding, terrifying orange light began to build. It wasn't just fire; it was pure, liquid oblivion.

Back when I was alive, fire was a forbidden form of magic, punishable by death. “Something big happened between Yule and Candlemas, and Logris split into smaller villages. The Council even has a Fire Queen who is a phoenix shifter.” “Oh.” I squinted up toward the ceiling, where I swore I saw a green wing. “Is that a dragon?” A pointed head poked out from above us and glared down at us through red eyes. “Coral?” I asked. “Where are you?” she replied. “Inside the cave?” I licked my dry lips. “Are you looking for a green dragon?”

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

Alice said. Nora clicked her tongue. "Let's just go inside," Alice said. They brought out their phones and switched on the flashlight. They slowly walked to the door. Alice pushed the door open and it made a creaky sound. They walked into the house. "Mr Martin!" Alice called in a high pitched voice. "Mr Martin!" Nora called in the same tone. They called out to him as they strode into the house. Nora stumbled upon something and fell with a thud. She let out a painful yell. Alice rushed to her side.

By the end, his head felt like it was splitting open. "Ah!" Finally, it was done. The light faded from the Imperial Token. The token and the seal clattered to the floor. Gideon's vision went black. He collapsed on the spot. … Far away at Imperial Palace, behind the mountain, was the core of everything. Beneath the palace lay an S-class dragon vein, the most powerful of them all. The dragon head of that vein was located here, below this small mountain. That was why this place was called the Colossus Dragon Mountain.

I stand rooted to the spot, a silent witness to the unfolding spectacle, my heart pounding in my chest. As I watch in awe, Thrystan conjures his own flames, crafting them into a sinuous ribbon of fire reminiscent of a dragon's coil. With practiced precision, he sends the fiery tendril hurtling towards the assailants, ensnaring them in its fiery embrace. The flames do not scorch their flesh, but bind them in place, rendering them powerless and petrified. In that moment, it becomes clear – Thrystan is not merely a Scorcher; he possesses the legendary Dragonfire within him.