Komik Dragon Warior Novels & Stories

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

Pepper is dragon and incredibly special. I'm lying in the grass and daydreaming because that's what lazy father dragons do for about three minutes each day. I'm imagining the portrait of Jewel and Pepper that now hangs in our great room. Mikael drew it. He barely survived Drakon's attack and his injuries keep him from a fulltime job. He has become our resident artist because he's surprisingly good. He lost most of the fingers on his left hand, but it doesn't keep him from producing amazing portraits that are now sprinkled around our castles.

She giggled and kissed him on the snout. One of the maids, realizing she was naked, quickly covered her with a tablecloth. Cory’s mother ran and wrapped another one around his waist. They were both too caught up in adrenaline to notice. The couple laughed and hugged each other. The battle was over. Two Rogue dragons flew away, carrying their seriously injured king.

And Calligraphy is one of our family's specialties," Roodra replied habitually, without the slightest bragging intent. Li Wei was shocked. "This kid is from the Draconia Royal family? And he doesn't bother to be friends with me? It's interesting!" Li Wei's eyes Refocused on That copy of calligraphy. 1. Master Lakshmana Kumar, Drakonia, a strategist and war tactician. 2. Pramod Shree of Drakonia, Master Forger of War 3. Aakash Muzumdar the Drakonia, Spellcaster 4. Hugo the Wolf, Venturian Knight Swordsman - Knight

Cain said. "You enjoy it too much," Damascus responded flatly. Cain only grunted in answer as he looked back at Ebony. Damascus knew the two liked each other, but they would never admit it to any of the other warriors. Unlike Werewolves, Dragon did not have anything such as mates to distract themselves. That was why Dragons were seen as the more superior when it came to battles. Dragon's chose their own partners, and most warriors only chose partners after their prime had passed. Since they also lived longer than humans, that meant that most warriors had a good fifty years of battles before having to finally settle down.

Alexander chuckled. Back then, during the incessant wars, all four Dukes of War—Green Dragon, White Tiger, Maxine, and Juno—did their best to cultivate to the Martial Overlord level despite their exhaustion from the wars. After peace was restored to Wyverna, the four Dukes of War and the 108 Barons of War cultivated even more diligently. Green Dragon was the first to break through to Lord of War before traveling to Cherisha.

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

He wasn't such a weakling anymore. "So you've grown stronger a bit, but don't let it get to your head!" James shouted again as he prepared a Reiteki attack. James Parker produced a fiery dragon that started to incinerate the surrounding area. Even the mansion started to burst into flames. Warren knew he was desperate, since he didn't even care about his surroundings, never mind his own home.

I said to him as I opened the drawers of the desk. “That’s awesome!” he said loudly. “How old are you Link?” I asked him. “Eighteen Sire,” he said to me. “Well I’m nineteen so call me Ryder please,” I said and he smiled again. “Sure thing boss,” he said and I laughed as I shook my head. “What dragon do you have?” I asked him. “Violet,” he said proudly. “You should’ve been able to lay claim to the lair yourself and kill Andrew,” I said to him.