Dragon Blood Droplet Novels & Stories

The witch whispered an incantation and the vial began to glow as the blood swirled, mixing in the vial. A single moment stretched into an eternity and then, the mixture flared bright green. It was the unmistakable symbol of Dragon blood. The witch gasped softly as Gregory’s eyes widened, his jaw loosening in shock. Stephanie felt her stomach drop, her pulse skipping in her throat while Davies closed his eyes. It was not triumph, not arrogance either but in relief. Pure, exhausted relief. “The child is of Dragon lineage, this man is his father.” The witch announced and silence settled in the atmosphere like a heavy curtain.

“I wanna see Luna … Robert … and Chief Gregor … but they’re all one world away …” A sparkle of light caught the corner of his vision. Arth turned and he spotted a glowing sphere from the dragon’s mouth. He smiled sadly when he realized it was the core of Draphiron. It had the same size of an eyeball, glowing in blue as the color of S-class beasts. Arth wiped his tears and reached for the dragon’s mouth to get the core. But then, as he touched the blue orb, it suddenly flashed, blinding Arth’s eyes.

Above him, a black hole appeared, and from within the black hole, thousands of droplets of golden blood flew out, landing on the forehead of every beast there; as soon as all the beasts received their droplets of golden blood, they immediately turned into eggs. "It seems you’re using the connection between the spirit of the battle armor and the physical body to open a space linked to the dragon realm, huh? Can that last long?" Hai Mingyue asked Long Chen, her eyes filled with admiration for his method.

near its neck, a wide, silver slot worn smooth by centuries of use. "Mina! Cian!" I called out. "I need your light to prime the ink!" The children ran to my side. They placed their hands on the dragon’s cold iron flank. As their Golden Blood pulsed, the lead cylinders began to glow. The "Ink" wasn't black; it was a shimmering, liquid violet, the color of the Thorne family debt, now transformed into the Thorne family's legacy. I thrust the scroll into the silver slot. The dragon shuddered. Its internal gears began to spin with a deafening, melodic clatter.

Updates as often as possible. Once I had my drink poured into a small glass and had taken a drink of it, I flicked off the lights, and walked across and into another room where the only thing that had been setup was one of the of those rustic stained bird baths, on each side of it, were stone goblets, lit with fire that never ceased, but could be dimmed when it was deemed necessary, engraved with the cravings of dragons on the front; the dragons facing one another. Below the bird bath, laid a ceremonial knife that I used only to cut and draw out a small amount of my blood—roughly two to three droplets of blood, and then tapped the blade to where the blood connected with the water, and dissol

Zector inquired, intrigued. "This is Dragon’s Blood," Gunner explained. "I once dispatched tens of thousands of people to search throughout Dragoria, digging a hundred meters deep. Eventually, we discovered a Draco Vein and gathered one hundred drops of Draco Vein Essence over several decades." "And what exactly is a Draco Vein?" Zector asked. Before Gunner could respond, Bruno interjected, "Dragoria derives its name from the appearance of a divine dragon in ancient times. A Draco Vein forms at the site of where such a divine dragon passes away."

Ruby eyes blinked in the morning mist, eyes that looked vaguely familiar to her. “Oh my god, oh my god,” her breathing was becoming erratic, her heart beating like a rabbit, as she watched the incredible vision unfold before her. “Madchen, it’s ok,” Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this??

I can see the fear in her eyes. “You do not get rid of it without my consent! It’s a part of me as much as it’s a part of you!” I shriek. She sits and cries whilst glancing to the door. “Are you even listening to me?” I yell. I feel myself burning up again and a headache starting. Suddenly my eyes start to bleed. Penny looks at me and realizes what is happening. Suddenly she gets up and makes a run for it to the door. I grab her behind her neck.

She made all of the soldiers fall to the ground by just using her long and sharp bloody nails, with her special technique of biting her enemy to their neck and rip it off. “You are going to die, you evil!” The leader of the third battalion soldiers shouted and tried to fight for revenge, but it’s just a useless act of him. He died just like any of his men. Every time that Kadita drank their blood, she gained strength and made her abilities improve more. DRAKAINA heard the noises of screaming from a few blocks away from her position. So, she immediately took her feet away from there and followed those noises, but something come up.

[3 drops of dragon blood, does host want to consume them now] Yes! Do it. a line shone as a small glass container dropped from out of nowhere on to my hands as it slipped and Crash! That did not happen, it did not break, thankfully. I opened the lid holding the container with my left arm and biting the lid off. Gulp.. [Consumed 3 drops of Dragon;s blood] Hmm? Did nothing happen? That's strange, I thought I was gonna grow dragon wings, regenerate my lost arm and become strong as hell.