Novel & Cerita Mushoku Tensei Dragon God

To me he was magnificent and a perfect fit and I stepped through the fire having given Chase his moment of glory as first born. “Turn around,” Elder Michael said and I complied. “This is unheard of!” Elder Victor said with shock in his voice. I turned to face them again and I saw that same pride in Lucas’s eyes. I felt indestructible and I knew that Abeloth was also a warrior dragon. He was fierce and gave me the impression that he wouldn’t take anyone’s shit. “I am Abeloth,” he said as he took control and my eyes glowed yellow. “This can’t be right,” Elder Cliff said and they all looked at each other. Abeloth separated from me and roared in a low voice as he glared at them.

Then a golden lance of lightning came screaming down from above. Drakon hit the ground like a stone. His body was charred, smoking, unrecognizable. He was dead. The gods themselves had struck him down. "Mother." A soft, sweet voice. My child flew to me and wrapped around my hand. Warmth spread through my body. My wounds healed. Then the little dragon flew to Lysander and healed him too. "Mother. Mother." The tiny golden dragon nuzzled against my cheek. Lysander came to my side and put his arm around me. He reached out to touch the little one. I felt as if I were dreaming. None of this seemed real.

*Debuff: Kami-Devourer Pull – Movement ninety percent Down* *Additional Effect: Mana Drain Active* Kōjin laughs—booming, defiant, flames surging higher. **Kōjin:** “You are not the only god here, pretender.” He grows rapidly—body expanding to thirty meters tall, hammer now the size of a building, blazing white-hot with forge essence. Seras channels sunrise into him—gold streams flowing like rivers. Lucian adds dragonfire—copper braiding in fierce patterns. Kayo’s foxfire spirals wild, chaos energy feeding the build. I script amplification at full power—Deep Script weaving across the battlefield, runes glowing massive in the air.

I asked, feeling sorry for the young man or boy who’d been forced to do such terrible things. “I went to a fire mage, actually,” he said. “He bound my dragon.” Kieran gestured to the red tattoo peeking up over his shoulder. “He bound my dragon here, like this.” “That’s your dragon?!” I gasped. “All chained up?” “Yes,” he confirmed. “Do you mind if I ask you about… him?” I asked, nodding to the tattoo. “What’s his name?” “His name is Naeghiros,” he said, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. “Naeghiros is the name of the first and last dragon, the dragon charged with setting our world on fire.”

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

Dragons from the God Beast Clan also have the advantage of extraordinary physical strength, immense true essence, and unparalleled therapeutic abilities. Many God Beast Clan dragons die without ever finding their masters because acquiring a dragon as a familiar is no simple task. For a normal dragon, one must either fight and defeat it or gain its trust through one's character before signing a pact. However, for dragons from the God Beast Clan, the bond is formed through a soul pact. It is a warrior's destiny that attracts a God Beast dragon to them. Hundreds of normal dragons cannot compare to one dragon from the God Beast bloodline; these dragons are royalty among their kind.

Would she care if I lowered my head to her beautiful body and drunk her in like the ambrosia of the gods? Odessa’s eyes were closed, gripping the furs with her fists. Thick fingers parted her, finding a nub that stood from the rest. My dragon instantly recognized what he wanted to do. I did not deny him any longer. My tongue licked from bottom to top of this special place. Odessa gasped, her legs bending, holding onto my head.

Lavi extends his hand. “Then stay by my side, Airen,” he says. “And help me defeat those damned Gods!” Airen grins and extends a large, green nail. “Let us take those b*tches down!” he declares. … *Present* The dragon emerges from the mountain, breathing fire. Its red and blue eyes fall on the Gods and a hint of glee flashes through them. The spider-like creature wails and runs towards the dragon but the latter raises its large, green scaled wings and lets out a loud cry.