Starving Venom Fusion Dragon Novels & Stories

“I hope you stay true to your words. But all this have happened, and you still aren’t curious about Aiden’s enemy?” “Enlighten me then.” “Azvameth De Veil.” As soon I mentioned his name, the colors on his face changed. The calm and composed facial expression turned to something dark. I felt like the storm of darkness clouded his eyes. His body turned stiff and I could feel his face burning. The personality which he was using to tease me shifted to being cold. I could feel his hatred for Azvameth just by his name so I am not sure what he would do if Azvameth shows up in front of him. It would be an end of Azvameth if he shows up in front of this raging lion.

All you could do would be the clashing from their swords. Franz back-dashes and summons his snakes from the bottom of the sea. A horde of snakes is merging out of the sea and heading to Varz. Franz can be seen standing on one of them. “Dragon, the symbol of lust. An incarnation of a brainless one who always follows his lust only. Saamp Stampaidai!” Franz exclaimed.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

Wayne gave him a pointed look and changed the topic "Just like we were discussing earlier, the location of the remains of Kur is speculated to be buried in the depths of planet Uranus. It is worth checking out." Veldanava Kur was the first dragon to have lived, also known as the star king dragon (the all-powerful). Then came his three brothers Veldora (Storm dragon), Velgrynd (Scorch dragon), and Velzard (frost dragon) The dragons were a lone species existing separately in a lair they carved out for themselves. They were unable to reproduce due to the lack of females and the inability to find their mates within other amortals, so their race eventually fizzled out. The last old dragon was fal

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.”

Each pulse of magic was stronger now, responding to the dragon’s presence in Verath, pulsing with urgency and danger. Then, it happened. A beast surged toward her, a massive, black-scaled creature with molten eyes, and Verath moved as one with the dragon inside him. His eyes glowed amber gold, heat radiating, scales beginning to ripple beneath his skin. A roar erupted, not fully human, not fully dragon, a sound that shook the earth and sent shockwaves through the enemy ranks.

"Frederico, the kingdom has fallen. We haven't much time!" Lady Lisbeth Delgaard rushed to where the babies lay, sleeping in their crib. Knowing she wasted precious moments-nevertheless, the Dragonlady gazed upon her children. The twins looked so different, yet she loved them equally as fierce. Ragnar took after her with his fiery temper and the telltale bulk that spoke of his dragon heritage. Whereas Gio was smaller, with dark eyes that changed color according to his mood, and there was no doubt that he held his father's wolf genes. Mixed species couples were killed on sight in Desdayos, and as the war reached the inner sanctum, a difficult decision needed to be made.

The Firedrake Soul Spear and the Silverdrake Soul Reaper both had dragon souls as their vessel spirit. There were also five kinds of dragon sacred weapons— flame dragons, thunder dragons, water dragons, shadow dragons, and azure dragons. The Flamedrake Soul Spear was a flame dragon, but the Silverdrake Soul Reaper was a shadow dragon. Flame dragons were aggressive by nature, whilst shadow dragons were assassins. Both of these vessel spirits couldn't merge completely by mutual devouring unless the holder of the sacred weapon divided one of the vessel spirits into two. One part would be devoured by the vessel spirit while the other would be refined. That was the only way that the vessel could

There were also Venomscale Pythons covered in thick armor-like scales, spewing clouds of toxic fog from their gaping mouths. There were Iron Hawks with wingspans wide enough to block out the sky and talons that could shred solid stone. And coiled around the highest peak, towering above them all, was a Bonewraith Dragon. It was an enormous serpentine horror whose entire body was fused from countless corpse bones. These beasts had long since lost any trace of intelligence. All that remained was raw killing instinct, and every single one of them was nearly as strong as an Arcane High Priest. They would attack in packs and charge forward without the slightest fear of death.

On the other hand, this Phantom Strike was created by the Heaven Law Divine Cauldron! How was its lethality? One could tell just by looking at the horrified expression on the flood dragon's face. At this moment! The body of the flood dragon was directly torn into countless bloody wounds by the dense bladed energy. It was too horrible to look at! The flood dragon fire snake began to twist its body crazily, screaming miserably, and its voice sounded like weeping and complaining, which made people's eardrums sting. When it recovered, it raised its head again and stared at Zephyr Khan with its snake-like eyes.