Novelas y relatos de Dragon's Blood Tree Life Cycle

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."

Therefore, the tree is titled as a 'Tree of Empyrean'. The whole story to break the curse revolves around that Tree. On the full moon night the cursed child would have to give some of its blood to the tree and the moment the blood came in contact with the tree its flowers would start to fall and lastly the tree would stand with no flowers and dried leaves. Because the child is an outcome of dark arts, the pious tree won't be able to endure the blood and determinately lose its charm.

If the sprog had still been there when he returned from the grief run, he would have killed it anyway. Yes, everything had been taken from him, and his blue eyes were dead as he listened to the next order of business. The baby would be almost ten now in dragon years and about to phase into its beast for the first time. It would have been a prideful moment for the Amphictyonic family and the coming of age of an heir to the throne. Instead, he was here alone, and if the babe still lived? Well, there would be no dragon to help it transition and take its first flight, no one to tell it the stages of color the scales transitioned to, or the fact that only royal blood could phase into black or whi

It was the place where she felt she belonged, now and forever. "You know, in old times, and I mean old times like before my parents… Middle Ages, and even before that, there was a handful of cases when dragons were mated to other species. Plus, there is something about pure dragon couples that makes them infertile for the better part of the century. That's partly the reason why there's so little of us in the world. And most of the living dragons are now very old. Some of them never had kids…

“And what is this?” “A tree of life, full of balls of dragonfire,” Drust answered simply. “What? You look as if you do not believe me. You asked and I answered.” Quintus nodded. “This is your reward for it all? Dragonfire, whatever that is?” Drust smiled at him. “You are bordering on daft, Roman. Dragonfire is like liquid flame, rolls and eats all in its way as it must. A spark of it can consume a human body. Imagine what a ball of it can do to an army?”

she nodded vigorously, handing the flask to me, "I don't know Amber," I grumbled, "Human blood is one thing but dragon blood? I don’t— I don’t know if I am ready for such a big leap," "What— you think this is the blood of a dragon?" She chuckled loudly, "No, you fool... It's a rare plant... A whole valley of them grow once every decade, people would kill to taste a single drop, guess my man here—- She looked over at the body, "— has been keeping it close to him as a treasure all this time,"

"There are five or six bottles. I have to confirm that if this formula is the best plan, then we can set it down and produce some in a small amount." Fang Qingling said to Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian nodded and said, "Yes, we can only produce a small number of them first. Our Blood Spirit Tree is still young. I don't know how long it will take for these sapling to grow up." "It will grow into a towering tree within a year." Fang Qingling said with certainty. Zhou Tian was stunned. The Blood Spiritual Tree was really different from the other trees. It was good news that he had grown into a big tree within a year.

With the sound of the dead tree cracking, almost as if it was about to break, Samuel over there finally couldn't hold on any longer. All the power in his body, including the Devil Dragon's Blood, had reached its limit. Hong! With a loud bang, the magma exploded, and Samuel was suddenly pulled into the magma by the giant tree. Suddenly, Samuel felt as if his whole body had been ignited as fuel. It was hot, painful, and even torturous. He felt as if his whole body was about to explode.

Then Drosera began to spread poison from every red-brown feather on the Demon King's body. Asmodeus holds the trunk of Drosera which does not have leaves and branches like trees in general. Only the green stems are cover with fibrous hairs on each stem. Shortly from Asmodeus's hand, fire emitted at first after then the fire came out very small and then enlarged. Spread to the base and ends.

Rex said, slightly irritated. “It is a branch from the very first tree to grow in Dracoterrum” Rowina said, “The reason why it is rare is that the races that came to Dracoterrum through the portal learned that a lot of magic flowed into the first plant, and because of this, it could be used to create wands and staves that made it possible to channel more powerful spells without risk of injury to the caster, as you should already know, the more powerful the spell, the higher the risk to a caster of causing injury.” “So, because the tree was farmed, it no longer exists?” Rex asked.