Dragon Lord Placidusax Lore 소설 & 이야기

] [Dragon King: They don’t look like they know we are here. [Fire Phoenix: That red-haired is annoying me for some reason.] [Fairy Queen: Same feelings here @Fire Phoenix.] ……. A/N: For clarifications: Dragon King - Oliver Troublemaker Goblin - Jethro Silent Werewolf - Draven Snow Fox - Snow Not Little Mermaid - Nayara Fire Phoenix - Lumara Fairy Queen - Crystal Do you like these nicknames I made for them? On the other note, thank you for reading~ lovelots

Susuan warned as her face hardened. Victoria cleared her throat as she turned to look at me. "Leviathan Abano, also known as Levi. He owns your old packlands now. He's the dragon deity of our hemisphere." "Why would a dragon deity want to own old werewolf territory?" Jay asked with a raised eyebrow. "It's because it neighbors our packland," Gerard answered. I looked between Delilah and Kaj and then back to Victoria and Gerard. They know. Whatever Victoria and Gerard are talking about, it's obvious that Delilah and Kaj know.

“What happened to the dragons? Did they like, kill themselves off or something?” “That’s what some people think, but most say that the war made the dragons weak, and the ones who remained alive after the fighting retreated back to the realm of their god; Helios, the Sun God. But it has been almost two thousand years, and none have returned.” I watch Aurora as she explores the map in front of her, she shows genuine interest in learning about our world and its inhabitants.

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

said Edmund in draconic language. “I, Edmund, son of the red dragon, the firestarter, the destroyer. I granted permission for Draco, son of Zergenth, protector of the sky, the last prince dragon of its kind, to get full access to Jergintarth's memory. May the holy mighty dragon's blessing upon you.” Edmund's body floated in the air, and his chest gave off a very bright red light. The light that shot out from his chest then turned into a bright red ball.

- I need to make you see. - Make me see? I don't understand. - Lucifron says, amazed. - You are Lucifron, the red dragon. Lucifron is worried and everyone looks at him apprehensively. - Don't be afraid, young dragon. Do you know who Draco is? - Draco, the great Dragon of the sky, to whom we pray? - He asked. - Yes, young dragon. Draco, the Dragon God and Polaris keep each other company in the sky. - Who is the Goddess Polaris? I never heard her name.

The tremendous presence studied the tattoo on her back. “And what do we have here? I’m in awe there are still worshippers of Dragons existing in this fallen era,” The Lung Dragon known to be Dracsora the Dragon of Discreet emphasized. “Nevertheless, I still don’t care, since you came all the way to my lair just to talk. I deemed your efforts insufficient. Your virtues are all mine." Dracsora opened his jaws wide about devouring in a single snap.

"Even Kelan and Declan hate him too. He is their father, right?" Elvira picked a small brush from the vanity, dipped it on the bronze eye shadow, and returned to me. "Yes, Lord Saxoni is the twins' father and yes, they hate him too. We all do," she answered while applying the shade on my eyelids. "Lord Saxoni is an elder dragon. He is a third cycle elder. This means he has lived way longer than us. Axel, me and the rest of the CEOs fall under the seventh cycle. Dragons can live for thousands of years. We age and die when the Universe wills it so, or we simply die in the battlefield."

This is a cavern of a room, more like a cave than a palace, dripping and moist, the only truly elegant thing is the throne of solid platinum and the bold dragon who sits upon it. Maximus, the Dragon King, Master of the 7 kingdoms of Luxandra, and Champion of the Sun Wars. My father. I have been waiting since I arrived last night, neither dismissed nor welcomed. The great blood dragon doesn't sleep at night, preferring to do his business by starlight and rest during the day. Some believe it is so he can be closer to his queen, who left two hundred years ago to reclaim her place as supreme queen of the heavens. Few know the truth.