Dragon's Soul Mga Nobela at Kwento

“How is it that we’re connected? He calls me his mate. Humans don’t have mates, and I’m not a dragon, so explain that to me. Or are you going to tell me it’s because I’m a Druid again?” “That’s an easy one. Yes. You have a soul scraped and pressed and molded together from the suffering of dragonkind. Your soul is the soul of all dragons, now and then and forever. Of course you can have a mate. What, don’t tell me you still think you’re too human for that? After everything you’ve done.”

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

Then, a strand of essence began to gather within the apparition and between Andrius’ brows. Andrius frowned and instinctively wanted to resist. The area between his brows was connected to his consciousness. It was the most vital part of a cultivator and the resting place of the soul. It would be a serious problem if the dragon soul had malicious intent. However, he soon recalled the dragon apparition’s words. It wanted to give him its dragon soul... Was it similar to the phoenix’s divine fire? “The phoenix’s divine fire and the dragon soul both come from the Divine Realm and don’t belong to the Immortal Realm.”

In this type of lesson, for dragons to evolve into any body form, it needs to complete Five different soul tiers. The first soul tier is the Normal Dragon Soul, which is common to all dragons. The second soul tier is the Draco Dragon Soul. And next, the third tier is the Dracotaur Dragon Soul, the forth tier Dracaves Dragon Soul, the fifth tier, Dragon Soul (but this has many branch of evolution. For example, Fire Dragon Soul, Ice Dragon Soul.. etc.), the sixth tier, Legendary Dragon Soul, the last tier, seventh tier, Humanoid Dragon Soul.

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance:

She has no idea that this mansion is like a magical labyrinth; every corner could hold a secret. I'm yearning with all my might for that dragon-shaped, deadly snake to devour her and suck her soul dry. Dragazon feeds specifically on humans, their life force, and soul. This helps him stay alive in a world he doesn't belong to, just like me and my brother Maciel.

We both teleported away from it. “I was wondering why the dragon didn’t do anything but breathe fire and stomp on the ground.” Clairmont suddenly spouted. “Huh?” Is this really the time for a deep pondering? Aren’t we in a life and death situation? “…I too wondered about that.” Replied me. Clairmont side glanced me. “When dead, the dragon’s soul had completely lost its body. All that remains is its empty shell. Without its main controller, the soul and mind, its body won’t be able to cast any spells or fight like a sentient being.”

She saw the red tear in the sky start to close. The debt was being paid. But then another feeling came. A desperate pull from deep inside her womb. The hostile soul, the mark left by Silas’s violation, fought the drain. It clung to her fading life force and used it as an anchor. It did not want to die with her. It wanted to live. The dragon’s pull and the clinging soul created a violent tear inside her. The white light from her chest changed and carried streaks of harsh black energy. The dragon made a surprised and angry sound. “Two souls. One fights. The magic is corrupted!”

"Thousands of years ago, before dragons or humans walked the Earth, there was a goddess, Alira. Alira was the goddess of war, fire, and wrath. Though she was powerful, she was also lonely and jealous; many of the other gods had created their own races to live on earth, such as the fae and the elves. Alira wanted the creation of her own. Thus, she made dragons. She was very proud of her creation, as the dragons were everything that the other races were and more; they were beautiful, strong, intelligent, and could use magic, but they were also filled with rage. The other gods disliked the dragons, for they were destroying the Earth, so they went to Alira and told her that if she could not cont