Frost Wyvern Novels & Stories

Then right before everyone’s eyes his body transformed into a wisp of dark smoke and vanished. Wang’s concentration was broken by the Scream and the spell broke. With a loud whoosh, the whirlwind that had been sucking Golden Shifters and human beings disappeared. It left nothing behind. It was as if it had never existed in the first place. Wang had just turned to face Eva when she thrust another dagger right into his chest. He howled in pain as he doubled over. He wasn’t prepared for the sudden attack. Slowly his body vapourised into huge wisps of dark smoke.

They paced, baring teeth as if readying for war and yet they were waiting for something. “Stop them!” She cried, looking desperately at the figures that morphed from the shadows. “It’s going to kill her!” As you wish, my Queen. The wolven shapes suddenly darted off in the direction of the forest, following the distant sounds of struggling and cries. Chloe was suddenly moving too, as if a cord had been tied around her waist and it had been yanked. She was certain she wasn’t even touching the ground as her body sped through the forest. The shadows moved seamlessly though, darting around trees and shrubs as if performing some dance. They melted into the shadows left by the tress on the melting

Before coming to Mount Beasts, Fane had also taken the time to learn about the kinds of monster beasts that appeared most frequently in the mountain, and with one glance, he recognized the Frost Wolf, a monster beast that frequently haunts the periphery of Mount Beast. The Frost Wolf is a monster beast of the intermediate stage of the innate level. It is as big as a cow and releases an ice sword attack with it being very fast. The average initiate stage of innate level fighter was not its match at all. Nash cast a puzzled look at Fane when he heard his tone. Fane took a deep breath and grabbed his father's arm. “Go into the Mustard Spirit Ship first. This monster beast is an intermediate sta

Highly resistant to most elements, except holy, light, and fire, which are weaker against. [Wyvern Eyes of Rotting]: Unleash the deadly nether power of the wyvern through its eyes, causing any living being near five meters of you to begin rotting. This effect can be resisted if the foe is powerful enough. [Nether Magic: Breath of Death]: Unleash the power of Nether Magic, generating a deadly breath attack of pure corroding nether flames. [Nether Dark Wyvern Wing Growth]: Grow immense wings like those of the Nether Dark Wyvern t fly, defend, or attack.

Not us, anyway. Frost launches himself at the nearest shadow where it spreads like an oil spill on the scratched wooden floor. He leaps onto it, claws digging, teeth snapping. He’s like a starved wolf unleashed—biting, scratching, growling, snarling, taking out his anger on the shadow with devastating consequences. He tears right through the black shape, leaving gouges in the floor. The creature falls into shreds and evaporates, although Frost doesn’t wait around to see it disappear before he chooses his next victim.

Two smaller boxes made of higher quality wood boxes were placed on top of them. I walked over and opened them both. One had a blood-red centre, while the other had a brown, murky appearance. Analyze! [Core of Poison Wyvern ] Rank-Unique Type-Dragon [Sentient of Cursed Eladrin] Rank-Unique??? Type-Fey The wyvern is magnificent, but what has Wise given me this time? Eladrin? And it was a cursed one at that. Will it attempt to murder me once I try to combine it with my summons?

It was still incomplete, but Mane reckoned that it was just a question of when it will be complete, not whether it will ever be complete. “Augendae: Spirit Scan – Incomplete Transformation [Wyvern]” GLOW: Incomplete Transformation [Wyvern]: A partial transformation into the mythical wyvern. Allows the user to be filled with the power of nobility and flames. The claws and wings of the dragon’s cousin are at the user’s disposal. Be careful however, for if your inner energy runs out, your blood will fill that void.

"There is a frost wyvern-shifter outside the castle. I had a bad dream about him..." Harper lifted an eyebrow. "A bad dream?" "I don't want to talk about it... You will soon find out, but you should know the frost wyvern-shifter isn't to be underestimated. His ice magic is ancient and dangerous." Ice magic? Harper's lips parted, and she stared down at the roots that grew over the floorboards. Frost rapidly covered them, causing her to lift her gaze to Saint's darkened expression. "Will the frost wyvern-shifter be a problem for you?" Harper asked in a frightened voice. Saint was her asset and proba

Ryker says as I was done with dinner, he ran through the back door, only wearing his boxers and shivering with coldness. "What happened?" I ask him looking at his shaking body. "Alpha Aiden is trying to freeze us to death, I can't feel the blood inside my veins anymore, please help," he begs with me, this does sound like my mate, trying to kill them with the cold. "Where's your friend?" I ask him in a firm voice, being trained by the alphas isn't easy and we don't show any mercy. "Behind me," Ryker says not very sure.

I curled up in a corner, praying for some warmth. This place used to store frozen seafood. Now, it was just empty shelves and icy air. I stacked the shelves around me, a futile attempt to block the cold. It was useless. When I realized I was dead, a wave of despair washed over me. Seeing my frost-covered body, eyes wide with terror, and bloody nails, I felt a bone-chilling shock. Just as I was about to take a closer look, a force pulled me away, and I found myself standing next to Ean.