Dragon King Solo Leveling Novels & Stories

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

"You're not allowed in! I've already told Clara to report to the adjudicator that you're feeling unwell and can't compete." His words hit me like a bucket of ice water dumped over my head. I stared at him in disbelief. "Who gave you the right to decide for me? I earned this spot with my own ability!" Erik sneered and looked at me contemptuously. "On the grounds that I'm your mate and the clan's Dragon King! You're just an ordinary human. How could you possibly compare with all these elite dragons? "You took advantage of my name to get ahead, yet you have the nerve to say you earned this spot yourself? You even took it upon yourself to cut off our soul bond. Since you're this malicious, then

He concluded that the Dragon King from Sol might be as powerful as a Sacred Knight. In Durandal, knights also had various ranks according to their strengths—Bronze Knight, Silver Knight, Golden Knight, Sacred Knight, and Divine Knight. Bronze was the lowest, and Divine was the highest. After estimating James’ strength, the old man waved his hand nonchalantly and said, “He’s not even thirty and shouldn’t be worth the effort of sending a stronger family member to suppress him. Let him do as he pleases. Meanwhile, you should work on getting even stronger.”

I said with a smile. “I’m glad I got on your good side then,” he said as we sat down again. “You know when my father was a young Sire he killed the three previous Sires’ dragons,” I said to him. “What?” he asked in disbelief. “It’s true, my father is a bad ass and he takes no bullshit from anyone and the one thing he taught me was to never let people walk over you, if another Sire perceives you as weak your alliance with him will be weak, so being an asshole from the start makes them respect you and fear you a little, but you’re off to a good start because I believe we now have an alliance between our two lairs,” I said to him.

“You have my word. As Queen of Luxandra, the Celestial Kingdom, and the Solar Kingdom of the South, you have my word.” He gives a small bow. “From one monarch to another, I honor your word and hold you to it." Standing on the edge of the opening, he takes a step forward and lets himself fall. Holding my breath, I wrap the cloak around me and follow his lead. The drop is steep, dark, and seems to never end and as I accelerate towards the blue glow, I hope there is a way out that doesn't involve coming back in the way we came in--although something tells me I won't be so fortunate. I hate it when I have to claw my way up a surface. I still have a hard time believing that my nails can transform

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.”

If they believe I hate the Terrans, maybe they’ll offer me a spot on the crew. If that doesn’t work, I plan on knocking someone out and taking their spot. I’ll hide in the steering if I must. Either way, I’m going to be on that boat before it sets sail. People slowly start to filter in. I see a few members of the crew who wave and smile as I strum the lute, warming my voice with a few sea shanties as the crowd slowly gathers. As a dragon, my life is ten times that of a human, and over the last century, I've refined my skills, learning from the best masters. At this point, the trick is to make sure I don't sound too perfect. I need to keep them all from suspecting the truth. So as I play, I m

’ Draco Dragon growled loudly In meantime I tried to stand up from King Sargon chest… however when I moved King Sargon tightens his arms which were snaked around my waist…. His action confused me but Draco Dragon growling sound kept my sanity “My King…… I… I.. want to get up” I shuttered and tried to get up Seeing my struggle King Sargon let go of my waist and I hastily stood up and turned to look at Draco Dragon who was flying in circle right above my head in circles…

It makes him angry. But he’s still too afraid to ask for what he thinks he deserves. So he waits and waits, hoping it’s just a matter of time. That’s all, he tells himself. If he’s patient, surely the Dragon King will gift him real power just like the other gods do their own loyal servants, and those damned Druids will never be able to look down on him. He’s special, he reminds himself. He’s the only one of his kind, the only companion of the Dragon King. Those other gods? They have multitudes of servants to do their bidding, legions of them, but he’s a one and only. Of course he’ll have his just rewards in the end, and it’ll be so much better than the rest. He ought to start thinking of a t

He bowed respectfully and departed. "Alright, you overgrown chicken, let's finish this! One of us dies today!" The golden dragon summoned his last reserves of strength and lunged forward like a blazing comet. Rahu had only reached the martial god king level at the time, several ranks below these titans. His plan was simple. He would wait for them to weaken each other further, then claim the spoils. Dragon and phoenix blood from martial celestial lord-level beings would boost his cultivation by an entire major realm. The very thought made his pulse quicken with greed.