Starving Venom Fusion Dragon Novels & Stories

He started to squeeze Louis's neck tightly. Louis started to struggle to free himself away from Drake. But Drake is furious and all he wanted to do right now is kill the man in front of him. By his scent, Drake immediately recognized the other man as a red dragon. Red dragons have a very sinister smell associated with them. "A stupid red dragon" he roared angrily. Louis became purple with a lack of oxygen. His strength is a no match in front of Drake. He is the most powerful living dragon in the world. Soon Louis stopped struggling and Drake let him go after he confirmed that the man is dead.

"You! A man with no seed in his blood! You expected me to give you a golden dragon? Look at yourself! Do you have the ability?" Her voice rose to a shriek. "If I had not overheard the healer talking, I would still be worrying that something was wrong with me! This is all your fault! You have no ability, but you dream of golden heirs! You deserve to wear the horns of a cuckold!" "Die!" Drakon's face darkened. He drew his sword and ran her through the heart. Caspian shifted into serpent form and tried to flee. Drakon transformed into his golden dragon shape, seized the serpent with his claws, and crushed him alive.

“Searching for her mother, but she’s injured. I couldn’t get her to stay. I don’t know how long she’ll last. They hit her with a harpoon.” There’s a beat of silence before I continue. “He had an army of mutants, Ishir. Mixed breed animals that had no business being mixed. Not hybrids, these were animals with both sets of traits, like a lion with bat wings. He also had something that looked like it was meant to be a dragon, but it wasn’t, and Kenna had no problem defeating it.” “So, you think he’s taking her to his laboratory?” “He knows she's a dragon. He wants an undefeatable army. What better way to do that than to use my mate and my unborn son’s DNA.”

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

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.”

"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.