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She was too numb to stand up herself, so she kneeled in front of him, panting, wide-eyed. “You,” she said. “You’re not human.” “I’m a dragon, Anzi.” “But you’re a man.” “I’m both.” He grasped her wrists and pulled her closer. “There are only a few of us. Not enough to fight for long. I thought I could kill him, but there’s something wrong. He has black magic strong enough to keep him alive even when I crush his heart.” “I know. You should have told me! I could have warned you that—”

Trenton asked, taking a few steps back. “Okay, I see your point. While I don’t believe my father would have done that, I will take your word for it. Since you can turn back time, I will want you to show me what really happened back then, but later.” Cyran answered Trenton, as I held my breath to keep myself from throwing up. “First, let’s get rid of that black Dragon Mark.” Trenton waved his hand and a female, about my age stepped forward. She looked tiny and I couldn’t imagine that she was able to contain a Dragon within her. I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one.

It was trembling so hard that she was pressured to get down on her knees. One had to know that this was only the Level 2 Immemorial Demonic Script. One could only imagine how terrifying Level 3 was. Nevertheless, the Black Dragon was a Rank 7 Evolved One. Hence, it still held a certain power. After regaining his composure and calming himself down, he figured that pressure would not work on Lucas. Thus, he stared fixedly at Lucas instead. "I will show you what true terror is, Human!" The Black Dragon roared and opened its big mouth. Moments later, black thunder and lightning shot out from within it.

Vulcan and Anala, who had just arrived, gasped at the tribute given by Radcliff and Newton to the figure of a young boy who had black hair and red eyes. “It’s him, Vulcan!” shouted Anala while gasping. “I, Draco Black, the last Dragon Prince is willing to take your oath of allegiance, the Fire Salamander-incarnate Radcliff. Let's fight to awaken the dragons and protect Magica from harm,” Draco replied with an aura of majesty and graceful charisma.

And he chuckled too. "Then I will let you rest for a while. See you in the morning." I nodded at him and he turned on his heels to leave the room. I watched him going out, closing the door behind him. I was feeling bad for using him for my own benefit. Because only he has the power to fight with Vanessa. He's the Black Dragon King. He's an ancient dragon. Who are the most powerful supernatural beings among the all supernatural's? So I have a chance to win against Vanessa and bring back my daughter from her.

Chapter 179: The Final Battle Begins THORNE'S POV Blackwood Ruins looked like absolute shit even from half a mile away. I could see that ritual circle glowing green like some kind of sick nightlight, and just looking at it made my stomach turn. The whole place felt wrong, dark magic so thick in the air I could taste it. "Three thousand warriors," the Dragon King said beside me, looking way too calm for what we were about to do. "This is the largest coordinated assault in centuries."

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

They also had at their disposal five large Ballista, armed with large metal-shod arrows. To the surprise of many, a large battalion of Minotaurs had joined with the Black Knights to defend the land. The inhuman beasts towered tall, imposing in their glittering armor and with the sharp horns on their bull-like heads ready to rend and tear. They had formed an alliance with the Grenyaar to defend all lands from the great Dragon’s wrath. Gheyaral got his mate’s attention by flaming at her himself. At first she ignored his assault, but as he persisted she finally swung around, huge wings beating, and charged after him. He led her toward the valley where the human forces and their offspring waited

But he couldn’t refuse, so he obediently got up and left the place with a heart full of rage. “Hahahahaha, look at that, First Brother. The dog you used to bring around is now really bold—will this be something good for us to watch?” asked the black dragon, laughing at the coffin, which showed no movement or change. But the black dragon seemed to understand the coffin very well; when he saw no reaction… the black dragon swung his tail with great force—the power behind the swing was immense. BOOOOMMM… “You bastard, what are you trying to do? Do you really want me to die?” asked a voice from inside the coffin, which immediately activated its self-defense mode upon being attacked by the black d

​The voice did not use words, but the meaning crashed against my consciousness with the force of a tidal wave. The water around me boiled instantly, turning from freezing cold to scorching heat. A pair of colossal, glowing amber eyes opened in the abyssal dark above the basin, each eye larger than a carriage, burning with an unquenchable fire that illuminated towering scales of obsidian and gold. ​It was Ignis, the Dragon Emperor, sealed away in the darkest prison of the world for epochs. ​Instantly, the ancient beast released a fraction of its true aura, projecting a crushing wave of spiritual pressure designed to grind any intruder's mind into nothingness.