Novel & Cerita Commander Dragon Beyblade

Elyria’s POV I knew exactly what had happened. It was the dragon blood in me. Right before the coronation, Mother and I had been talking about it, and she had been willing to teach me everything she knew, but she was snatched away from me just like that. Right now, though, I had no choice but to play dumb in front of Charles. He still had a panicked look on his face from where my skin had burned him, and I didn’t know what to say at first, but I knew I had to come up with something.

she shrieked. It was Hellfire Brew—an ancient concoction infused with a dragon's own primal breath. Drinking it was akin to swallowing liquid coal. Even a battle-hardened warrior would be left bedridden for months after a single cup. For human women with fragile constitutions like ours, it was a torment worse than death. In my past life, I had faced the exact same trial. But I hadn't even thought of refusing. I knew my life was worthless compared to the pride of the Dragon Clan. If I humiliated Kail in public, our relationship would never be anything more than a cold, transactionary arrangement.

It was a command. Before Blake could respond, a sense of extreme danger gripped him. Gideon's cold gaze seemed to warn him not to oppose him, or else he would be blasted into oblivion in an instant. Fear gripped Blake's entire body. It had been years since he had felt such intense fear. He struggled to stay in control as he gave the order. "Dragon Squad, retreat now!" Drako and the other deputy team leaders were taken aback for a moment before realizing what was happening, and their faces turned pale with shock.

Unfortunately, it also began to push closer to Leah and Leesa. Leah’s gravest fear was being realized as she watched the fireball move nearer. While her Power might be a match for most dragons, Baalgur was not just any dragon. He was the Dragon Lord, the embodiment of the most powerful evil anywhere in this world. Even with Leesa’s magic augmenting her Power, she simply could not match Baalgur’s might.

“Theon!” “Not another move or I will slit his throat.” He intimidatingly warned as he pulled my hand harder, causing me to groan in pain. Ane stood there as she trembled with fear, unaware of what to do. Damn it, not again! How in the world did he know I am a--- Wait, no wonder why he’s a commander, he can see through a dragon just like that? What made it worse is that he’s stronger than Rhys. I do not even have a thing to restrain him from talking.

He needs to protect him regardless. He didn't care if they were many. He was determined to fight them to death if they advance to Theo. “Well said, then I guess I will go through you then. Because no fucking being is leaving this pack alive.” A loud voice said from not so far. “Second in command…” The Dragons knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to their second in command. Bismark Waterford is the second in command of the dragons. He's the dragon king's best friend and the only one who can speak to the dragon king aside from the dragon queen and some of their elders.

He immediately grabbed the horns on his back. Blake and Lyza approached the dragon who turned to look at him, growling ferociously; both bowed their heads in submission, while the commander caressed the beast whispering words in an ancient language Doreon had never heard. The dragon calmed down and the two warriors approached to climb behind the commander; Once on their backs they grabbed each other well and the girl smiled again, while the dragon spread its huge black wings, moving them slowly together with its paws. Meanwhile, he gave himself the push and lifted himself into the air. It began to fly and quickly disappeared into the sky, behind the white clouds.

The Dragons in the air suddenly had a hard time flying, the air currents dragged them all from the sky including Beemo. Beemo shot from the ground and into the air. He didn't believe this human could control air particles better than him. He was a great and powerful Azure Wind Dragon, the king of the skies, and master of all wind. He summoned all the remaining power in him to perform one last powerful attack. He planned on taking out this annoying human once and for all.

Adrian responded without reservation, unleashing the Scarlet Dracoblade Sword rays after sword rays, phantom after phantom, entwined with Azaan's killer move. Adrian's figure transformed into a crimson dragon, whistling and dancing in the sky. Simultaneously, the Black Dracoblade was swiftly brandished. Two dragons, one red and one black, twisted and clashed with Azaan's giant deity, creating intense shockwaves. In the midst of their heated battle, a tiger roar echoed. Turning to look, Cormac joined in, unwilling to be left out. "Your methods are extraordinary. I'll join in for some fun. Please forgive me if I embarrass myself!" Cormac said.

After all, Dragon King Bast was still around and Elder Hanuman had yet to show himself. “He truly is a spectacular young man,” Dragon King Bast smiled and said. The Dragon Blade in his hands trembled greatly and occasionally released a feeble roar. It was because of the instability of the Dragon Blade that Dragon King Bast had remained silent. The Dragon Blade was a powerful weapon and it was the only weapon that could contain the power of his Draconian Soul; however, even for such a precious treasure, it wasn’t so easy to stabilize the power of a Dragon. It was taking all his power to keep it stable.