Rodan X Ghidorah Novels & Stories

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.

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.

The bell's ring surfaces once more just as Rodin tries to turn around to see the situation unfold behind him. A full minute passes before the Siren enters the campsite in the same location where the trident entered. With the moon in full view, the shadow that once concealed its figure is now gone. The predator stands at almost seven-foot tall. Their long black hair is as thick as dreads, but they move like tentacles. Along the middle and ends of the dreadlocks are pierced jewels, a combination of rubies that look tribal. When their hair moves, the tendrils let out a hiss as if a rattlesnake is being provoked. As soon as that hiss surface, the creature turns its head to see the still and quiv

His voice dripped with disdain, fury igniting in his eyes. With a gesture, Drax summoned forth a colossal beast from the dark portal—a creature that towered over the battlefield, its body a mass of shadow and muscle, eyes glowing like molten fire. This new threat was a monolithic embodiment of dread, and as it emerged, the very earth trembled beneath its weight. Xienma’s heart raced, but she stood her ground, embracing the power flowing through her. “We’ll face it together!” she shouted to Cassie and Xavier, rallying her friends.

Apparently Rodrigar has a skill to duplicate his body into several copies, and this dragon is Rodrigar’s duplicated self. Rodrigar shot me a side glance. “It’s Clairmont. I thought I’ve told you before.” I fluttered my eyes a bit. “Clairmont? As in, Clairmont Rodrigar?” Rodrigar nodded. My God. Clairmont Rodrigar, golden eyes with a slight tinge of red, bronze skin, and a dragon. Why didn’t I think about this before? In the novel there’s only one person who holds the name Clairmont Rodrogar, and he is Rodrigar the halberdier of Chaos.

[Rhino 7 has died! "I can't keep losing them! Skeletor! Throw your ax to the vulture and run to Earl! Max! Follow him! Lorne! Lure the worm to the roots! Rhinos! Run and keep the beefy guys occupied!" The monsters complied hastily. The Rhinos started to do charges to escape from the two beasts that were decimating them. Skeletor got up from the hole in time before a tornado a pool of lava formed were he stood, he threw the ax towards the vulture and made it bleed once more before start running. The ghost was in hot pursuit with its barrage of spells, but a timed Mind shock gave Skeletor a couple of seconds to breathe. Earth was moving above ground as Lorne and her sons lured the big worm tow

The Draconic Cobra King was much bigger and stronger than the Red Dragon Snake, with Mature Draconic Cobra Kings being well over one hundred meters long. The blade Xasha and Xara made was from one of its 10ft long fangs, that they then cut in half. The teeth weren't the strongest alloy on the cobra's body, but Xasha chose it because it was like the Murder Hornet's stinger. Holes in it were a tiny being about the point of an unsharpened pencil. They were three holes in total and like the hornet's stinger it prevents mana leakage and it was completely flame resistant.

The man was Yohan's personal valet, and Yohan thought most highly of him. To think that someone dared to kill Yohan's servant, and one who had seen Yohan's face on top of that… Numan and Rodan smirked nonetheless—this was going to be fun. "Draconia, huh? I heard they have those… martial artists?" Numan, who had a skull tattoo, mused. "Hmph. They're nothing in the face of Master Bozad's godforce." Rodan sneered through his beard. Numan smiled savagely too. "You're right. They're asking for it by messing with Master Bozad."