Fluid Gate Draconic Evolution Novels & Stories

I was six months pregnant, dragged away by enemy soldiers outside the gate. After the gates shut, an enemy blade pierced my stomach. Blood spread beneath me. They laughed and kicked me from the cliff road. I thought I would die. Then Kael Drakon appeared. He descended through smoke and ash on his frost dragon. That was his bonded dragon. Later, the fire-dragon egg I brought with me hatched on the day we married. From then on, frost answered to Kael, and fire answered to me. He drove back the enemy with ease, saved my life, and became my husband.

I growl, annoyed at the fact Mallard left the door open and this idiot has now ruined my fantasy. “Your father wants to see you.” I nod, “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” I watch as he bows before turning around, “And close the door on your way out.” The door closes and I exhale sharply- what now? I know my father is anxious about me being able to produce an heir, but I am doing everything in my power to make sure it happens by the deadline. By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that.

The air began to vibrate, as though the fabric of reality was about to tear. “Now… together,” she whispered. And the magic detonated. Not with destructive force. Not with a storming shockwave. But with a piercing, living resonance. Every current—earth, water, fire, air, mind, and dragonfire—flowed into one another, not vanishing, but completing each other. A fissure appeared in the world’s weave—first hair-thin, then widening. The gate… was born. From the crack poured not darkness, but a deep, blue-black light that did not blind, yet flooded every sense. The air grew heavier; a metallic taste settled on their gums; their heartbeats quickened—not from fear, but from the body’s instinct to sur

Jenniri said pointing out the window. The others stopped what they were doing and looked at the portal. A gasp came from Helena as someone appeared to come out of the portal. Her silver and black hair was cut short, her face bore the war marks of the tyrannical Celestial that she had sworn allegiance to so long ago. She wore dark silk robes and in her hands was a crystal hilted sword, its blade shining brighter than ever before. Next to her appeared dozens of dark robed figures, each of them in a stance of combat. The Chosen were looking upon Demonya Draysiah, one of their own. She had cast aside her title as a guardian and Gatekeeper. It was because of her that all of them had been separate

I deflect it's metallic tentacles with my sword and dash across it, skill was activated. [You have successfully recovered a unique skill, ] This is one of the theoretical skills I created during my years in Evangelion, and this is my first time to actually use it in an actual battle. A vertical slash cut it in half, burning it's cells and whole body to make it unable to regenerate. [Unusual species of monster was killed, the system requires further analysis for the unusual species, would you allow it?] Seeing the notification, the carcasses of monsters here will easily fetch for a few thousand coins, with these Dracaena Ghoul's carcasses being C-tier. If I g

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

replied Gerald with a slight brown before tossing the Heavenly Guard Order into the air…! Now that it had the support of the Heavenly Guard Order, the golden dragon instantly grew many times more powerful! Soon enough, even the floor beneath the headless general began to crack from the dragon’s immense pressure...! With Gerald—who was the strongest among them—and the twelve experts preoccupied with the headless general, Master Greendrake gave a smirk before pointing at the entrance… and shooting out a black light from the tip of his finger!

"The Dragon Monarch you're talking about must be our Dragon Clan's strongest dragon, the War God Winged Rain-dragon, right?" "Rain-dragon?" Samuel frowned slightly. "Heh heh, once the dragon tail is drawn, it will form a river. It will allow everyone in the world to survive. With a single kick from the dragon's foot, it will be able to open the dragon gate, allowing countless beasts to have a way to ascend to the dragon clan. His body is huge, and when it spreads, it can fill the sky, and when it curls up, it can be inserted into a pinhole. With the wind and clouds around him, he will also have dragon wings with him. He is simply handsome. Even if he turns into a human, he will still be like