Novel & Cerita Invincible Dragon Guy

The bewitching lady waved her hands and spoke to the armoured Inhumane from attacking. “Enough, commander. Now that the Dragon reveals how mythical they are. It’s simple. A talk with the absolute Dragon will be then.” Huh? The armoured Inhumane leaned back without assumptions. The lung Dragon lifted his hairy large long neck up high, his two bronzed eyes widely staring down at the lady as his scaly skin glowed in its various colors setting the whole mountains anew. The tremendous presence studied the tattoo on her back.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

“I am invincible,” King Chika yelled, “I am the King of the world.” The armies of both parties were shifting their weight as they studied the dragons that parades the sky. The cloud had darkened and the thunder was clapping with a hoarse voice. “You are but a creature,” Ada clutched her teeth. “But you are not invincible,”

Almost after someone roared, the God’s shackles was suddenly released, and the afterglow was scattered all over! "What? That kid... that kid wasn't killed by the demonic dragon's blood. Instead... he even took away the God’s shackles while we weren't paying attention to him?" "Impossible! Impossible! Even if that kid is an Individual Immortal, he's still not in True God stage. With him alone, how can he be capable of killing dragons and snatching away the God’s shackles? That's simply impossible." "I told you a long time ago that this guy isn't a human being. He's a god, a Ghostly War God!! He's like the Ghost, everywhere and invincible."

A male dragon with no emotions and powers. "Sir!" The butler exclaimed in joy. "She is here...she is born again in this world for you...just like before." The man growled angrily. "She was never born for me...not before not now. Do you understand?" "Yes sir." The butler replied, his gaze stuck at his feet and he didn't dare to look up. "I beg your pardon, sir but she is here now you can have your powers back and-" The man interrupted the old man. "and WHAT?— how am I supposed take my powers back?- She is an infant. I don't know about you but I'm not a desperate like you and obviously not a rapist."

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

She looked nothing like a boy. The man that stood before her was a massive mountain of a male with bronze skin and inky black hair that fell to his shoulders in waves, framing his handsome face. His jawline could cut glass. Set beneath dark slashes of eyebrows were a pair of molten liquid eyes of gold. They were unlike anything she had ever seen before. With a little effort she tore her eyes from the male to the dragon circling the village. The dragon had appeared from the sky, diving at top speed before flying upwards sending people scattering for safety. She could tell he was male by his coloring and shape, that much she knew about dragons.

“Greetings.” A male with a deep, elegant voice greeted him while he bowed his body. At the back, was a big, ring-like sofa. His body was clad with shiny, dark brown metal. His long dark bronze hair was flowing on his shoulders, and his ruby red ayes stared at Ricky as he smiled. “Ricky, this is Valheiter, my spirit animal, a galaxy dragon. This is his human body. His original body is too big for the world to contain, so he stays in space.”