The Rise Of The Dragon Audiobook 소설 & 이야기

Daniel grabs the butcher by the hair, pushing his face into the wooden table. "I suggest you start addressing your king with some respect." Daniels's voice is gruff, coming out almost animalistic. Looking closely at him, I see a glow to his eyes that I have never seen before. Rage is coming off him in waves. I study his demeanor for a moment before it hits me, the glow in his eyes is just like that of a raging dragon. Dragons when upset their eyes take on a deep glow.

***This is Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series. References will be made to events that happened in previous books without being fully explained here. While this book can be read as a standalone, it is recommended that you read the series, starting with The Arena.*** Every time I’m called to rise, I choose a human who is worthy. One whose heart is pure. One who is kind and loving. One who values the lives of others and is willing to give their lives to protect those around them. It has to be a human with these attributes because, while I always rise again, my humans do not.

“Oh! Before that though, I’d like you to meet two people right now.” Rose seemed surprised. “Who?” Matthew smiled and called the Dragoknight to his left arm. “Say hello guys.” “Do not refer to us as mere people and ‘guys’. Either way, I am Draco Blair. The Dragon Emperor of Destruction.” “And I am Arshild Dvur, the Dragon Emperor of Creation. Nice to finally meet you, Miss Roosevelt.” “Dragon… Emperors?” Rose was baffled. “You have two Dragon Emperors with you?”

The true ruler of this entire universe. “Rise! Today, I, Long Chen, shall become the Dragon Emperor. And not just the Dragon Emperor for you, but for the entire universe. So… Let’s show the universe those fangs of yours that have gathered dust! Show them who this Dragon Emperor truly is!” said Long Chen, igniting the dragon realm’s spirit. They stood and bared their fangs—the fangs of the sacred beasts. The shadows of all the sacred beasts filled the sky, as if they truly intended to devour the entire universe in a single gulp.

The sky shone golden, glistening dazzlingly from end to end of the sky. There was the roar of dragons rising from all directions shouting at each other. The sky, the land, the sea, trembled with the roar of the dragons that one by one rose from their long slumber. It was a historical phenomenon of dragon awakening; after hundreds of years, it was declared extinct. The incident was thrilling and made the body goosebumps because of the extraordinary sense of emotion and admiration. A glimmer of hope appeared in the hearts of the people of Magica as the rising sun warmed the hearts of those who were in despair.

Across one link. Then another. Then another. Emmy stood. Ignisvath rose beside her. They joined hands. Not because the magic demanded it. Because they chose to. The chain broke. The sound shook the Dragontooth Mountains. Xander roared. Caliana screamed. Dimitrius raised his staff. White fire erupted toward the ceiling. The broken chain fell. And from inside the First Flame— something stepped forward. A dragon. Not flesh. Not entirely. Made of white flame and black shadow.

Only now did I realize the torrent of affection in their gazes. The commotion continued. Suddenly, a staff member shouted, “A driver went off the track and fell into the sea! They’ve not been rescued yet.” Some dissatisfied fans near me sneered, “Could it be Lewis? He hasn’t shown up yet.” Hearing this, Alanna froze mid-pose. … Rally racing was, after all, a dangerous sport, where crashes and fatalities were never unexpected.

Then suddenly, a blast of horn cut through the crowd, instantly silencing the noise. "All rise for His Supreme Majesty, King Xerxes and Her Majesty, Queen Valera!" Everyone immediately rose to their feet and bowed. I looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had sired the Commander. He looked nothing like Draven. They shared no resemblance whatsoever. King Xerxes was undeniably a good looking man, possessing the sharp bone structure common among high ranking dragons. Despite being centuries old, he still looked impossibly young like he was barely fifty.

“She was studying this book with the help of the monks here. After her death, they kept it safe but Ras must have killed everyone here. However, he did not find this book. He probably does not know about it.” He flips the book open until he finds a chapter on the last dragon. Aryan and Polina lean forward to read the content. “Blood for fire,” Lavi reads. “When the fire of Veneer is infused with blood, the last and the greatest of all dragons shall rise to fly high in the red sky.” “What the hell does this mean?” Polina frowns. “It means that I have to go to Veneer in order to raise my powers,” Lavi murmurs. “And for that, I need an army.”

She says in a huff as she bites her lips and her eyes grow wide. I rise form my chair in a hurry as I rush to the den to grab the remote. With all my patience gone, I hold my son just a little tighter as the new immediately comes on. As soon as I read the headline, I growl as I turn toward my mate and my dragon rushes forward. “Breaking news at noon “The Dragons Finally Speak Up”. “Mate, you better get to the point and do it fast” I warn her as I hear them talking about our lands.