Puzzle & Dragons Z Novels & Stories

*Pants* *Pants* Then, Zaykee's eyes dilated the moment he tilt his head because he saw a huge palm of a dragon that is bigger than Peace at Peace's back. That palm took Peace inside the cave, so Zaykee's jaw dropped, while Astrid is still staring at the sand ground. He yelled, "PEACE!!!!!" Astrid immediately glances at Zaykee then at Peace, but she doesn't see Peace anymore. She glanced back at Zaykee and asked, "What happened--"

Lake water splashed everywhere in very high tide. Draco, his body limp and soaked, was trying to swim to shore. He lifted himself to the shore of the lake and tried to get up to fly again. However, his strength was completely drained after two attempts to charge at Zergenth's dragon shield. The shield was so strong that Draco failed to penetrate it. Draco growled and roared with tears of despair. The dragon's roar sounded so sad and full of despair. He looked miserable. Anyone who heard the dragon's roar could feel Draco's pain and sorrow.

“The Duchess is right. It just reminded me of Imugi. It really looks like a creature that wants to become a dragon, and is in the final stage of becoming a true dragon…” Harriet was silent for a moment and looked at Zaha who was helping her climb this rocky plateau. “Have you ever seen a dragon, Your Highness?” Zaha looked at her, confused. "Ah. I am a dragon myself, Duchess. Just like your Emperor and your Crown Prince.” The two of them blinked at each other. Just then, suddenly a Wyvern was hurtling towards them and was about to swing its tail to attack them, but Zaha with an incredible speed had swung his sleeve at the Wyvern.

Rachelle leaned over from the stairwell with a pistol in one hand. A loud fwump signaled Spitfire’s entrance. The tiny orange dragon zipped past my head like a bottle rocket, landed on a zombie’s face, and promptly ignited. The creature howled—or tried to—before collapsing into a smoking heap, twitching. I duly noted that p’ckit dragons have fire breath. Of course they would. Dragons, right? Mitch crouched near the fireplace with a hatchet in hand. As a zombie made it through the side door, Mitch stood and swung once, neatly removing the thing’s head in a spray of dust and black ichor. The body twitched, then collapsed like wet laundry.

Before Alex could answer, Freya said in a delicate voice, “This isn’t a Gimmick Puppet. This is a zombie refined using a living human. Look at its eyes. The pupils are golden, right? This is a golden-eyed Golden Zombie with infinite strength.” When Darven, who was hiding far away, heard the words, he smacked his head. “Oh right, Miss Mayer, your Exorcist Dragons specializes in fighting zombies. You should have a way, right?” Freya took out a black-and-red wooden stick with a pointy cone in the front and a sculpture of a dragon throne at the back. It had grains that looked like dragon scales all over its body.

It looked like it was about to grab everything on the ground. Chase roared, and two duplicates split out from him. Each of them generated an elemental dragon. One was black, and the other was white. They were the Dark and Light Double Dragons. They shot right at the giant, demonic claws. "Not bad. You didn't let me down with your cultivation level. You're able to fight me while stopping Jasper. Let's see how long you're able to keep this up, especially when I have an unlimited demonic aura." Zeno laughed sinisterly.

I breathe, unable to tear my gaze away from the captivating dragon. The dragon lands gracefully on the ground, yet it shakes, making Zuriel hold my waist. The dragon's piercing eyes scrutinize us, and Zuriel raises his fingers to scratch it on the spot. Its large tail agitates, moving dangerously. He stops, and it moves away. A few seconds pass. Slowly, it starts to shift. It's mesmerizing to watch. The first thing I see are long legs, and then a naked body grows where the giant dragon once stood. Eloise, I say silently. She is tall, lean, and gorgeous, with long silver-white hair and violet eyes.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

They were on good terms and getting back together is not impossible. "Well, you know," Jennifer began, her smirk growing wider. "Zain was the one who brought up the subject of the dragon. He’s interested in the truth." Sophia growled at her sudden interest in seeing if there lied truth to this mythical creature. If Zain wanted to know if the dragon existed in the Voiceless Mountain, discovering that information may impress him. “You have to stop being a pathetic loser here, Sophia,” his words echoed in her mind. “You’ll just get yourself killed and become a burden for us.”

“I have a feeling we aren’t out of danger just yet, and we still need to get you free from the ice.’ As if on cue, the ground begins to shake again, and a deep rumbling sound fills the air. We look around frantically, trying to figure out what is happening, when suddenly, a huge creature bursts out of the ground, its massive body covered in scales and spikes. ‘What the hell is that?’ I exclaim, my eyes widening in horror. ‘A zombie dragon,’ Liam answers. ‘This is bad!’ I watch in awe as the zombie dragon spreads its wings and lets out a deafening roar. Its eyes are blood-red, and it looks at us like we’re nothing more than prey. I glance at Liam, who is now growling deep in his throat, his e