Novel & Cerita Dragon Soilder

"Anyone who breaks into Vicente Deep Waters shall be slaughtered without exception!" "Kill them!" The few soldiers shouted as they charged at Wilbur. Just then, Wilbur released his dragon aura to form a dragon that he controlled to take on the soldiers, who were reduced to dust the second they came into contact with the dragon. Following that, a few other soldiers showed up as well. "Captain, this guy looks pretty powerful. What are we going to do?" "Bastard!"

​With a sudden, explosive burst of muscle power, I broke into a sprinting charge. The internal dragon vitality surged through my limbs, transforming my stride into a blur of raw motion. Before the frontline vanguard could raise their spears, I slammed directly into their formation like a falling meteor. ​A wave of dense, dark crimson and black flames erupted from my palms, washing over the leading ranks. The impact sent shockwaves through the interlocking shields, tearing the heavy metal plates from the soldiers' grips and hurling them backward. ​Simultaneously, I released the full weight of my suppressed aura. A heavy, suffocating pressure radiated outward from my core, filling the hall wit

A few even went as far as to willingly break an arm as an apology, forcing them to have to rest within the village for a few extra days. As for the rest, they apologized with the first set but were secretly sneering at Draco Blade, thinking that he's a coward. This set includes both Draco Pine and Draco Scale, the third and fourth strongest warriors of the lizardman group respectively. Draco Blade could tell that these few were going to do something but since he had already given them a warning and secured the safety of the rest, he would not say anything more. He has already gone against his instincts for them once; he won't be doing so again.

Especially Cash and his gang. Drake’s body grew into his huge demonic form. When Ryder would pale in comparison next to Drake in that form, now he was a sight to behold. Imagine a solid black dragon with scales that would remind you of the galaxy. He walks upright on two feet in a semi humanoid form. His body thick with chiseled armor that looks to have grown straight out of his body. It was black like him, but changes colors depending on the direction he turns. The colors are breathtaking. Like the northern lights, they changed from black, to purple, to blue, to green, and yellow. Spikes protrude from both his elbows. I’m assuming its part of his battle armor. His body was magnificent in th

"I see what you see, Danni. I see the danger, pero (but), I also see the love. Dragon cares more about her than you realize, de verdad (truly). But you see the way he la mira (he looks at her). Eyes like un perro guardián (a guard dog). There's no keeping them apart ahora (now). He'd seguirla (follow her) to the ends of the earth, walk through el infierno (hell) for her if he had to. And Dru... she’s strong, stronger than you think. She’s been through hell and she’s still standing. Ella es una guerrera (She is a warrior)." Dragon picks up Dru like he's afraid he'll break her. As he carefully walks towards the stairs Marisol holds out a steaming clay mug in his direction and he takes it. With

“Oh! Before that though, I’d like you to meet two people right now.” Rose seemed surprised. “Who?” Matthew smiled and called the Dragoknight to his left arm. “Say hello guys.” “Do not refer to us as mere people and ‘guys’. Either way, I am Draco Blair. The Dragon Emperor of Destruction.” “And I am Arshild Dvur, the Dragon Emperor of Creation. Nice to finally meet you, Miss Roosevelt.” “Dragon… Emperors?” Rose was baffled. “You have two Dragon Emperors with you?”

Dax glanced at Malfoy coldly and continued, “Listen closely. I am Dax Wimbleton, the Southern Warzone Master.” With that, his followers and aides introduced themselves one after another. “Drogo Azure, also known as the Eastern Azure Dragon of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Tiger White, also known as the Western White Tiger of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Axia Vermillion, also known as the Southern Vermillion Phoenix of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Ronald Black also known as the Northern Black Tortoise of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.”

As the realization that this massive dragon was most likely Murdok Rori grabbed onto the claw still holding her, and she opened her mouth to speak when the sound of Henry’s laughter pulled her attention away. The book was now floating above his hand and as he chanted Rori watched as translucent, almost glowing bones formed into an armor around him and Rori gasped. Henry pointed his hand toward the massive dragon and a zap of lightning shot from his palm straight into the shoulder of the dragon, causing Murdok to scream in pain, but he did not loosen his grasp on Rori. Henry fired a few more bolts that all hit Murdok and Rori couldn’t stand by and watch her stepfather kill the man that saved

Dilo growled, her words raspier than usual from the shock still coursing through her. “That was something I had yet to share with anyone,” Rex sighed, reaching out to put a hand on Dilo’s. “Not the way I wanted anyone to find out, but what Smarluuten says is true, while in my realm, I was soul bonded with a dragon. His name was Fafnir.” “You share blood with the son of the eldest?” Smarluuten breathed, his small eyes widening, one of his hands trembling slightly. “We must pay homage to the high bloods. I will make all arrangements.”

I never knew there was another one of my kind. A crimson red Dragon is the strongest. Instantly, it hit me that that must be the Dragon Lord. Indeed my father. I haven't known him but was already filled with respect for him. He was fearless. Roughly fifty werewolves were hanging on his wings as he struggled, flying high to shake them off. I noticed other silver and gold dragons at the entrance, trying to prevent any werewolf from entering but they were being overpowered.