Legend Of The Dragon Slayer の小説・ストーリー

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

Are you seeing this?!" the Lord exclaimed, "My cousin is back and she has a dragon with her!! How is this possible?! I thought dragons were extinct!" "So did I," Jarrod responded, "No dragon has been seen for centuries. And this one is helping the Princess. Then the legend must be true." "What legend? What are you talking about?" Ethan asked angrily. Jarrod began to explain the legend of the dragons... "Many years ago, dragons were common in our land. And all of them came to life the same way. They all were sons of the Queen Dragon. A human female that was the only one capable of giving birth to them." An image formed in Jarrod's mind; the Queen was kneeling on the ground, with a pregnant be

And within those burning purple flames emerged the colossal figure of my father—the ancient demon of the Moreno bloodline. But the most terrifying sight lay just behind the sun. From the endless void of space, a massive swirl of black smoke tore through reality, resembling a wingless dragon. It was the infamous Black Dragon Legion, known for devouring entire stars. My four-year-old son—Sona—instantly transformed the piece of metal in his hand into a massive laser weapon. His voice was no longer Lucas’s—it carried a deep, ancient resonance. “Mother, prepare yourself. Father isn’t missing. He is inside the fire of the sun, fighting your father. And the Black Dragon Legion is coming to devour o

Zhangjian cried, his round eyes brimming with tears. “No, we cannot go back,” Li Min whispered, his voice heavy. His heart ached, yet he knew all too well: an assault of this scale could mean only one thing, the annihilation of the Sacred Dragon Sect, their home. And such cruelty, only one faction in the world was capable of it. Li Min clenched his fists. “The Gongliao Alliance!” At last, the little boy collapsed to the ground, his shoulders trembling, his body too weak to remain upright. The young man who had once gripped his hand now placed both palms firmly upon his shoulders.

The baby smiled as he slept, as if dreaming. "You even smile, you little brat. " The creature retorted as Damian smiled. "You are such an actor. " Liana looked up at him, with eyes filled with anger, wonder and confusion. He definitely sensed that and began, " Human, do you have any idea who you are dealing with right now? Do you? Of course you don't. I am the king and lord of the mighty Dragon realm. The one and only ruler of the blessed dynasty, the robust and fearsome, Draco. "

I assure him, "Dragon slayers played a major part during The Fires of Alira. Much of my horde lived back in those days. Time may not heal all wounds, but understanding can." "I didn't realize your horde members were that old," he replies. "Not all of them, but many of them served during the war. Dragon slayers used the war as a way to eradicate all of my kind, which is why there are not many slayers left today," I explain. "Your people did what needed to be done," he says. "I suppose we did."

The Kingdom of Laera, known as the Home of the Knights, Slayer of the Dragons, the Archenemy of the Dragonae Kingdom. The kingdom set quite a reputation in the world of Elantro, one that was set apart from all kingdoms. The abundant food and water with the endless flow of magic in its nature made the world think the Laera Kingdom was the chosen one of the Fates. This was the very reason why the dragons from the Dragonae Kingdom wanted to take hold of Laera. However, after centuries of fighting over the land, they still failed.

I smirked. "Shadow Luinor?" "Yes. The word 'Luinor' originates from Japanese myths which is described as a cold-blooded dragon of pain and allegiance. These are the Valler's elite team which is being lead by yours truly," I gestured. "Okay. Then do you plan to use Shadow Luinor as your trump card?"

Now that I knew it wasn’t just a story he created in his head, I noticed more details. The first book didn’t have a female lead in the book like the others did. It told the story of his origins. About how he grew up and before he became the Dragon King. The story also talked about how there was a Legend about the Keeper of the Dragon Stone, which I paid extra attention to. All Dragons are told about the Keeper of the Dragon Stone, as it is the duty of a Dragon to keep the Stone protected. The Dragon Stone holds the entire fate of the Dragons. Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die.

What a cruel joke that twins would be destined to save the world. Liam launched toward the twins first. He did not aim to rescue them, not with the black chains lashing around his wrists and the venom flooding his veins. The slayer within him surged to the surface, uncoiling with a speed and clarity that was almost beautiful—if anything forged for murder could be called beautiful. He reached Bella in three steps, tackling her and shielding her from the next blast of the shadow dragon’s wrath. The impact tore open his own wound again, flooding the floor with blood, but he didn’t flinch, his eyes fixed on his target: the Queen, who had not moved from her stone-cold position beside the altar.