Novel & Cerita Devil Dragons

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.

There are three undead standings based on their strength from Zombie, Skeleton and Lich. This superior has a body with a lifespan of hundreds of years or even an immortal. The highest evolutions of Spirits, exclusive to the black and white elements are called Demons and Angels. For the Dragons themselves, they have combined elements of basic magic such as Ice, Magma/lava, Thunder (Thunderstorm), Scorch (Scorch), Shadow, and Light. Dragons have physical bodies, but Wyverns are also created which can be said to be bloodlines but not children born from them.

Dragon sat with Jenny and her triplets around a small fire, its flames dancing gently and casting shifting shadows across their faces. Jerry sat beside Jackson, with Jakiri next to them. Towering over them, Dragon, with his fiery red eyes and commanding presence, exuded an aura that kept everyone on edge. Finally, there was Jenny. Jerry looked up at Dragon with a curious smile and asked, “You’ve told us a lot about werewolf customs, but there’s one question that has always fascinated me. What’s the story of the mate? And how does a werewolf find their destined partner?”

Her hieroglyphs flared suddenly, reacting to something unseen. Then came the roar. A scream of wings, a sound that split the heavens apart. From the horizon, black shapes blotted out the stars. Dragons, but wrong, corrupted. Their scales glistened with oily darkness, and their eyes burned with demonic flame. Demon dragons. The night ignited. Fire rained upon the golden towers and the air filled with the scent of blood and burning myrrh. Merenrys burst into the inner court, shouting commands, her voice slicing through chaos. “Form the lines! Protect the civilians! Call the High Flame!”

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

Except that it was not as surprised as Velocisaurus, the other information was almost the same as what Velocisaurus said. It seemed that they were just talking about the same legend. "Do you mean that there is a Qiongqi in that woman's body?" After hearing Samuel's words, the demonic dragon asked curiously. Samuel nodded. "It's as the size as gravel, but I can't deal with it. It's really strange." "Qiongqi is also called Qiongqi of Hell Fire. It's both good and evil. It's made up of god, beast and demon. It's a time bomb. Is it..." The evil dragon suddenly fell into deep thought.

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

The bare-branched trees won’t serve as a proper cover for anything and then I look up in the sky… My breath hitches when I see the white dragon, An arctic dragon, ethereal and lithe as it flies not too high up. Its shadow covers me momentarily. I stand there mesmerised as I watch it fly for some time with a strangely thudding heart. The afternoon rays of the sun reflect on its snowy white form, making the greyish-white wings look veiny and almost translucent and making it look more majestic. An arctic dragon is as rare as a basilisk. I feel my heart lodge in my throat when the beast slightly tilts its head, its beady black eyes meet mine. Its gaze narrows slightly before it veers and begins

I could be much farther from my Fawn than I thought. Each vampire I detected, my dragon let out a hideous growl, flames falling from my scaled lips as treetops caught fire. Several rogue vampires and wolves were caught in the blaze, now seeking water to put out the flames. Vampires fell to the ground, no longer moving. Even with their deaths, my dragon would not be sated until we found our mate. Roaring loudly caused most animals to jump away from the sound piercing their ears. Several more vampires jumped at the sound, running faster than that of a normal vampire. The enhanced black magic had spread to many rogues, and this would not fare well in the future.

She guessed they were almost there. “Velex realized that if he hunted down maidens he would have the dragons. He was failing badly at killing the dragons themselves. Dragons are able to eat beings of energy, so even if a demon is possession a body, if their teeth close around the flesh it traps the being inside. They can consume that energy.” Much like Aries could trap magic or stop it once his claws or teeth sank in. Dragons were on a higher level even than him. “He is an awful creature.” Sybil said angry.