Commander Dragon Beyblade の小説・ストーリー

“Look, Mr. Fuller, this commander stamp looks similar to the real commander stamp, but it’s fake! “First of all, it's not made of pure gold. Besides, there are actually nine dragons carved on this commander stamp! Everyone knows that only one dragon can be carved on the God of War's commander stamp. Thomas, that stupid fella, doesn’t have any common sense even though he used to be the God of War. He’s making a fool of himself!” Alon smiled faintly. He calmly said, “I heard that their superior appointed a new God of War? To show his unique status, they purposely made a commander stamp for him, and nine dragons were carved onto the commander stamp.” When Trevor heard that, he subconsciously st

"General Chava, aren't you blowing this out of proportion? We're talking about a mere commander from Biskeland. With our ranks filled with warriors of God of War caliber, are we really worried about taking down Pendragon's top dog?" No sooner had he finished speaking than an intense aura of menace radiated from him, sending a shiver through the room as if the temperature had just dropped. Another shadowy figure, Fly Drakon, radiating a deadly aura, strode into the room and declared in an icy voice, "Absolutely! With all of us elite God of War warriors teaming up, how could we not take down King Pendragon? The moment King Pendragon dares to step forward, he'll meet his end at the edge of my F

I gulped down biting my tongue nervously. "Trust me when I say if they wanted to strike now, they would do much damage, especially that Tar, his dragons is enormous. He is the chosen to lead into battle as the commander. All the spirits of the first pure fire dragons will give him there power, you see both the dead and the alive dragons want to see this world end and submit to the dragons, " I stood out of bed folding my arms across my broad chest, I failed to say anything as I stood staring at death.

Kent called forth his Omni-Calivurn to his side ready for a fight when the marines and knights charged into the scene first. The three went out the manner to find a 12 foot tall mechanized dragon-like creature with white and black scales, red eyes, a silvery claws. His tails extended lashing out like a raging serpent with a three-crowned tip, The Dragon’s back didn’t have wings but instead a mechanical third arm that carried a massive kite shield that carried a wide assortment of weaponry. The Dragon swiped his hand clearing the dust away as he stood up he looked around to see the knights were ready for a fight. But they lowered their weapons and kneeled before the dragon Aisha and Yuuno wer

I let out an amused growl, “Sure thing, let’s go!” Bella and I moved in perfect harmony, our sisterly bond unbreakable even amid this chaotic battle. Below us, Liam and Alex fought side by side, their own dragon forms an awe-inspiring sight to behold. Liam's obsidian scales gleamed in the twilight, while Alex's deep forest green hid him in the shadows. They were a whirlwind of motion, tails lashing out to fend off Mariah's relentless followers, who surged around them like a swarm of beasts.

it rumbled. The copper-colored slanted pupil eyes that matched her scales stared at Isabelle for a long time and made it feel like ants danced along her skin. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.” With a snapping of teeth that made Isabelle jump, the first dragon turned and scraped its body out of the opening and stomped away. “I’m D'Kohralx Vorian Churgo Desmonda.”

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

“Well, Luna. You and your wolf will have to come to an agreement. You have a very strong wolf if she can force her way into taking up half your body.” “You look beautiful, Gem.” Commander Dale spoke from where he had stood from the ground and was slowly approaching her as if he expected her to bolt like some scared rabbit. “Mate is hot…” Her voice suddenly spoke and she slapped her hand over her mouth in horror as she blushed with embarrassment. Commander Dale smiled gently at her. “Thank you; so are you.” Suddenly, she smelt something and her eyes shot to the door where Elder Stuart was just entering with a vase of flowers, daisies to be exact. He stopped and stared in awe; his eyes w

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

At that moment, inside the Department of Defense building, in a spacious and brightly lit office, a young man in his mid-twenties sat relaxed in a chair with his legs crossed. He was dressed in a dark green military uniform with a dragon head emblem proudly displayed on his shoulder. His sharp eyes added to his imposing demeanor. Beside him stood two lieutenants, each with three gold stars on their shoulders, standing silently. However, their gazes toward Draco were filled with admiration and envy. After all, the man casually lounging in the chair was one of the newly appointed top five commanders of the Dramon Department of Defense, known as Commander Draco! At just 26 years old, he command