Novelas y relatos de The Blood Of The Dragon

Chase suddenly thought about the two major advancement stages ahead and asked the dragon deity. "Of course. However, the emperor-level color depends on each individual's attributes. After the saint level, righteous practitioners have golden blood, while those of evil paths have black blood," the dragon deity replied. "What about beyond that?" Chase pressed further. "No one has seen it, so no one knows." The dragon deity's tone seemed somewhat helpless. Only then did Chase realize that once one reached the martial Path ancestor, seeing their blood would indeed be extraordinarily difficult. While speaking, Chase had completed most of his Divine Blood conversion. When Nefarious Blast hit him, i

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

Osiris pointed out. "The vision is unclear but I saw the spilling of blood and it scented the whole battlefield. And in the midst of the deads, there stood only two. A princess whose presence is of lucent hope and the other of the obscure darkness-the red dragon of an ancient story. Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the most powerful and detestably evil dragon of all." Leera stated in a trance as if she was seeing it happening before her. Her brows creased in concentration like she wanted to dissect every minute detail of the vision she might have received.

Blood oozed out within a short period of time. After that, he quickly walked to the top of the dragon's head and allowed the blood from his fingers to drip down. At the same time, he activated his internal energy and did a Blood Ritual to claim ownership of the dragon. Darryl had not spent a long time talking to the dragon to convince it to allow him to remove the Trap Dragon Thorns. Darryl’s ultimate goal was to do the Blood Ritual to claim ownership of the dragon.

"Long ago, Dragon existed... But how did they come into existence. There was a war, between two king's... The war was never ending, both sides were equally strong and had great Warriors. In a bid to end the war, one of the king's... King Gerald decided to seek help from a sorcerer. The sorcerer casted a spell on the warriors of the kingdom and that spell turned them into dragons by day and men by night. With the help of the spell, the war came to an end with king Gerald winning of course. The dragon's flew back home, happy to meet with their wives and kids.... eager for the spell to be broken, but a grave news awaited them. The sorcerer had died leaving no clue as to how the spell could be b

"Yes, I need your help in identifying a creature." The royal advisor looked at the king, confused, "A creature, your majesty?" "Yes. You two, show him." The mage showed the royal advisor the memory crystal. When he saw it, his eyes went wide, "I believe this is a dragon, your majesty." "A dragon? Aren't they a notoriously closed-off and secretive race that rarely leaves their territory?" "You are correct, your majesty. However, they do frequently leave their territory for trade with the elves or the Auhura empire. From what I can tell, I believe this could be just a child."

We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically. "And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body." I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans. Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new.

Carla had one hand on the book while the other one was stirring the long wooden spoon which was sitting inside the cauldron, she was chanting spells one after another as she raised her hand which was placed on the book and picked another vial which seemed to be holding what looked like dragon blood. “ Is that the blood of a dragon shifter?” Logan asked with a sniff when Carla opened the vial and a metallic scent spread all over the place. Levy sniffed the scent of the blood as well and took note of the underlying human skin scent which was not strong but was lingering under the thick scent of the blood. “ It is,” replied Carla nonchalantly as she poured the blood inside the cauldron. “ I tho

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.