Golden Crow Dragon Mga Nobela at Kwento

Qilong patted her head and stroked the fine silver chains tucked behind her ears. Silver belonged to dragons, blue belonged to TinXi—the border keepers—and gold belonged to the Almighty Dragon King, Long Shen. The more chains one possessed, the higher their status. Right then, he thrust his hand toward her chest, drawing out a radiant white glow. It was too sudden. Her body arched like it had been pulled forward by a strong wave of energy. She staggered to regain her balance. Fixing his eyes on the tenuous puff in his hand, Qilong began chanting long phrases of random words that Xue'er couldn't understand. He gently pushed the left lapel of her cross-collar shirt aside and placed his palm ju

To these ministers, Darryl's nine golden dragons were summoned from divine energy, but they were impossibly powerful and would be more than enough to take down the golden birds. "Awoo, awoo…" Yet the birds seemed not panicked at all in the face of the powerful aura of the dragons. They let out a series of crows, exploding with flames around them that burned high into the heavens as they met the dragons head-on. In the blink of an eye, the birds collided with the dragons. All that could be seen was the sky enveloped in a fiery glow that bled into the atmosphere. Following that, the nine golden dragons were destroyed immediately. They turned into a wisp of gold, disappearing into the air.

On the back, a logo of a terrifying silver dragon with an open mouth was imprinted, indicating they are from East House. Himari looked at sleeping Mizu once again, "We will wait for you Mizu on the middle floor." she said believing without a trace of doubts. And uttered with a sense of command, "Let's go." The rest nodded at her and walked solemnly in the pathway, beside her. Wearing their new acquired uniform, where their back and their presence was even more intimidatingly strong. The four of them look like a mystical shadow knight in a fairy tale world, walking with full of confident and emitting a great aura of superiority.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter so that Astrid blocked her eyes with her palms. When Astrid put her hand away, a dazzling golden-eyed dragon flew with a shining golden body flying above the sky. His figure was very majestic and magnificent, making creatures on the land kneeled and made prostrations. Astrid saw the golden dragon landed right in front of her and transformed into Draco with blonde hair and golden eyes smiling at Astrid, then gently kissed her lips.

The most prominent one's were the Golden Dragons that gave her a sense of deja vu. Frore opened her mouth to say something again, when she looked down and watched people screaming and running to save their lives. Someone pushed Frore and she fell down on the ground. Hissing, she turned around and watched a Grey Dragon passing over her, before a Golden Dragon appeared from behind it. Frore's eyes opened in horror and terror when that Golden Dragon opened his mouth wide to blow fire. In a spur of the moment, everything was burning and the scream remained struck in Frore's throat.

They said the Saint had awoken. Inside the grand temple, Elysia waited behind the doors. Her body still ached from the ceremony. The burn beneath her skin had quieted, but the gold in her veins refused to fade; it shimmered faintly through the thin linen of her sleeves. Attendants moved around her in silence, adjusting the folds of her robe. The fabric was white and impossibly soft, threaded with dust-fine strands of gold that caught each movement like flame. When they set the crystal circlet upon her head, the weight of it pressed against her temples like a crown of heat.

The roars came again. Closer. Louder. The sky itself vibrated. A shadow appeared on the eastern horizon. Then another. Then dozens more. They were enormous. Larger than any dragon Elara had ever seen. The first burst through the clouds. Its scales were pure white, shimmering like moonlight. Six silver horns curved from its head. Ancient runes glowed along its wings. It landed with enough force to shake the mountains. A crimson dragon followed. Then a sapphire one.

Outside, Long Chen continued to try to absorb the Pill, which was slowly beginning to pull his consciousness back. And just as the woman grew frustrated, a golden light suddenly enveloped Long Chen, revealing the silhouette of a golden dragon. ROAAARRRR…. The golden dragon roared at the woman, glaring at her angrily. Clearly, the golden dragon disliked the woman's attitude. And that made the woman in front of Long Chen feel overwhelmed by its pressure. "A golden dragon? He.." ROAAARRRR…

A young dragon, the size of a small cat and wreathed in silver fire, burst out with an air of pure dominance. Its golden eyes were filled with an innate love for me and an endless killing intent for my enemy. Mommy! A tiny but fierce voice echoed in my mind. It was Adrian! Who dares touch my mommy! The young dragon opened its small mouth, and a beam of concentrated silver dragon-fire, as fast as lightning, shot out. The crazed look on Isabella’s face froze. She didn’t even have time to scream. Her entire being, along with her circle of trash, was incinerated into motes of dust by the purifying dragon-fire, utterly erased from the world.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp