Dragon Blade Naruto Novels & Stories

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

I asked Abeloth. “Are you asking for my help?” he asked me. “Fine, I’ll slay this dragon all on my own,” I said as I pulled the knife out and grabbed the dragon’s horn. I swung myself over the dragon’s head as he tried to bite onto me and stuck the knife deep in his neck and pulled down on my weight. The knife’s blade started cutting through the dragon’s thick skin and when I reached his most vulnerable place where his chest and neck met, I pulled the knife out.

“You're embarrassing. You were incapable of getting even a little close to us. I would have had much more respect for you if you had.” Biel glared at her with hatred, and Aria proceeded to rip her shoulder and pour acid on the wound. It was as if my worst nightmare had come true. “Leave them alone,” I said painfully. “I'm just getting started,” Aria said. “With the dragon I can't do this, but I have a special knife for him.” The shapeshifters dragged Drago away, and Aris pulled out a red diamond knife. It was a stone that could be harmful to dragons, so I knew it was going to hurt Drago badly.

She missed it by an inch, and he swung the other one. ‘I-I… I c-can do this.’ She countered his swift blows that grew more swift and complex with each strike. The blade slashed her chest, and he slammed his feet into her stomach, sending her to the ground. “S-serpent… o-of… of d-darkness.” She breathed a long, large dragon twirled out of her and flew at Draven. He formed a giant eagle of fire, and it clashed with this dragon, sending sparks flying in the air.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

“That’s right. Do you want it? Kneel, and I might consider giving it to you!” “I’m glad you have it!” Alex said. Meanwhile, Uncle Drake’s imposing aura was getting stronger. In fact, it even surpassed Peak-Tribulation Crossing. “Attack!” Shura Spiderwoman shouted. A great battle began in an instant. “Roar!!!” Uncle Drake yelled angrily. Shadow figures of ancient dragons appeared behind him. Each of them held a sword and fought against the ten divine lords from Japan. Fairy Doctor grabbed her Demon Tower Prison and instantly used it to trap Shura Spiderwoman.

Blood spilled, black as ink, and the ground shivered beneath us. Draco grinned. “This body was crafted from the ashes of gods,” he murmured. “Do you think a scratch unsettles me?” “It unsettles the bones beneath,” I spat. “And I’m here to break them.” He raised both arms. The world exploded. A shockwave tore through the battlefield, cracking the dirt, sending a spiral of black shards into the air like reverse hail. Twenty obsidian blades formed around him hovering, silent, all pointed at my chest. He whispered.

"Mister Ray, we haven't gone looking for you, so why do you come here?" As his aura steadily swelled, the old man's eyes flashed with murderous purpose. The longsword in his hands was swung as soon as he finished speaking. The sword stroke changed into a blood-red dragon that charged toward Dray while spitting out a scalding aura of evil. Whoosh! "Burning Dragon Sword Technique!" "Hmph!" Dray grinned. "Swift Cleave," he said coldly. His axe erupted with blue light as he flung it towards the gigantic writhing monster.

Rayden pierced through the dragon’s belly faster than light. Every strike and slash contained form. “First Technique, Slash of the Past!” “Second Technique, Slash of Will!” “Third Technique, Slash of Fate!” Inside the dragon’s stomach, red and white energy collided, forming a massive vortex. Rayden roared, his voice echoing across the entire dimension. “You want eternity, Brahma? Then be eternal with me!” His body burned completely, becoming a core of light. He drove his sword into the dragon’s heart. The world stopped turning.