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She looked over at the Goddess, “You made him a dragon?” “No, I made him an archdragon, the archdragon of light and now you have your mate” Alec nudged Nuri and gave her the cutest dragon smile, the love in he felt for Nuri was no secret, within him, Alec felt the light get brighter, her adorable giggle. The sparkle in her eyes, he was now perfect for his beautiful queen. Nuri turned to the Goddess, “but archdragons don’t have mates” “You are the change I brought about for that as well as one other gift”

=== Title: Master Architect Description: Your expert design and engineering techniques made the building much safer for its occupants. Effects: Builder’s Blueprint === The cyborg had a different title and reward for the same side quest. Could the rewards be different because Damian had a different secondary class than them? It made sense that he benefited more from this building side quest. The engineer contributed the most to this assignment with his knowledge and recommendations. Oritha and Zen merely followed his instructions to assist. “Don’t worry,” Zen reassured Damian. “It’s a good thing.” The Builder’s Blueprint was a non-combat ability unique to Damian’s engineering secondary job. W

She might not have been right in my eyes, but it didn't warrant an argument in the middle of a human settlement. "Let's not hash this out here where anyone can walk close enough to us to understand that this conversation shouldn't take place between two human girls," I instructed and walked towards where I spotted a boutique. Cyra walked with her arm tangled within mine but didn't comment. She was the Heir for the Ignis. The fire dragons. A few years younger than I am, with a tall slender frame and untameable red hair. By all accounts, she was stunning, but a very wild spirit to tame. Except when it came to her views on humans and dragons. Those were very rigid lines in her book and lines sh

His ultimate goal required an army of zombies that kept growing at an exponential rate, until there were so many that nothing could stand before them. At present, any bodies he reanimated were clumsy, slow moving creatures, but once he fully destroyed the seal, he expected that to change. Long dead corpses would always be slow, but the more recently deceased should be capable of moving almost as fast as living humans, making them far more dangerous. He wished he could have reached this level of success a century ago, before the armies of the world became so mightily armed with modern weapons of destruction. He was still learning back then, though, and he hadn’t had the black waziri to aid h

Looking at the creatures, Kirou was intrigued as he saw their names. NPC Name: Draco Blade NPC Class: Mountain Lizardmen Tribe Warrior NPC Level: 26 Affinity: Neutral NPC Name: Draco Wing NPC Class: Mountain Lizardmen Tribe Archer NPC Level: 24 Affinity: Neutral NPC Name: Draco Pine NPC Class: Mountain Lizardmen Tribe Spearman NPC Level: 23 Affinity: Neutral NPC Name:...

His eyes, hollow and filled with black fire, bore into Rigel like daggers. The Necromancer. A monster. A legend. A last resort. “I need your help,” Rigel said, forcing his voice to remain steady. The Necromancer grinned, revealing too many teeth. “You need forbidden magic,” he corrected. “Which means you need a price to pay.” Rigel tensed. He had expected this. Nothing came without a cost. “I don’t care what it takes,” Rigel said. “I just need to sever the ancient evil’s hold on him.”

I snarl in her mind, taking control like I had to do once before, holding on to her sanity which, in her mind, is a mental version of her physical body. As I mentally hold my sobbing mate, I watch, helpless, as Eliane begins boiling Revalor alive. I can hear him screaming that he concedes, but she doesn’t care and I realize what’s happened, why Ancalagon had that look on his face when he faced Eliane. Iniko’s death has made this very powerful dragon feral. There’s only one dragon who is capable fighting against her and that’s Ancalagon.

I can feel his shame, but I simply can't understand why James, even he, would betray me. "Great, now I have you both as a focal point!" The necromancer said excitedly. Immediately, I feel my energy start to drain. Strïth is fighting against these chains that bind us. "The castle is almost completely overrun," James reported. "Now you can keep your promise." His expression is serious as he faces the necromancer. "Go ahead, you know where to find it." The necromancer replied. The Orb begins to glow black and the pieces of bodies move, coming together and beginning to create yet another unholy creature, and it's stronger because there are threads of Shadow, Light, and Metal, sewing and joining

Yosef asks. “That’s what they say. But from my encounter with Black Dragon, I guess he’s more skilled than Boss.” Bacchus answered. Of course he is. That guy is a whole another level of skills. Yosef thought. “What can you suggest for us to do now?” “If you can, you can stalk and follow us to our hideout. For you to know where it is and to assess Olympus Gang yourself.” Bacchus suggested. “No funny business?” Yosef suspiciously asks.

Ordinary thieves and assassins would not dress like this, of course, but the young lady likes to do what she can. The first-level spell 'Arachnid Walk' allows her to climb buildings like Spiderman, and the second-level spell 'Invisibility' allows her to sneak into the castle at night without being noticed. The second level spell 'Lightness' not only allows her to walk quickly without making a sound, but also allows her to easily turn off the 'Magic Alarm' and sneak into the residential area of the castle. Don't underestimate her just because she's a girl. A normal adult dragonborn is already as strong, fast and fit as a third-level warrior, and she's even stronger. And with her magic, she co