True Dragon Slime Novels & Stories

This is your chance! "Hurry!" Lia pulled Bima along. They both moved faster toward the light, hoping it was an exit or at least something they could use. Bima's leg screamed in pain, but adrenaline pumped through his body. The green light grew brighter, illuminating a small section of the tunnel. And there, they saw it. The monster. The Slime Lurker was a giant eel-like creature with blackish skin coated in thick slime. Its massive body was coiled around a metal box that was blinking green.

Kiri said, her eyes flying wide, spinning her head to face Smarluuten, “You have a fully grown pogona?” “I do,” Smarluuten nodded, his smile widening as a five-foot tall, spikey form of a lizard came to a stop, its large head outstretched toward the drakken, the beast’s chest was puffing in and out loudly from the effort. “Now it will become the high blood’s pet and mount,” he added, scratching the beast on the soft fleshy part under its chin, as he did the lizard let out a soft clicking sound in response.

Drake eyed her as if trying to see the truth written on her forward, then an idea struck him and he subtly smiled. Dragons had special abilities attached to their scaly fire breathing form and his was quite unique. It was called truth farming. It allowed one to detect the presence of lies or bad intentions from a person's words. Except one was from the dragon clan, they wouldn't notice it if it was used on them.

Her impromptu plan was successful but when she’s on the air, a very strong big wave of sand slap her that made her cover with the sand. While Keiynan is also trying to use his power, too, to escape but it was still useless because when he nearly actually escapes, although he give all his strength but the sand grabs his feet and slam him on the ground that made the prince weak and feeling losing his vision. Then an enormous explosion of sand from underneath rise up likes a thrown bomb. A giant gold fading brown with an eighth legs and a pair of grasping pedipalps and the narrow-segmented tail, often carried in a characteristic forward curve over the back, ending with a venomous stinger. . . A

He pointed into the gloom. I increased the light from the globe in my hands, ready to fight, even more ready to run, but saw nothing. Then I noticed movement on the tunnel floor. It was low and flat, and gave off a green glow. It was moving slowly towards us, sliding across the ground. “What is it?” I asked. “A slime,” said Nyx. “Poisonous, probably. Once they attach themselves to you, they don’t let go. Vicious.” It looked like one of those robot vacuum cleaners, but rather than cleaning up, it left a trail of jelly in its wake. It didn’t seem particularly menacing. Slipping on the slime’s trail was probably the biggest danger; might have twisted an ankle.

The heat had broken the seal. Creak-CLANG. The hatch spun open. "Go!" Saoirse swung herself up into the opening. She reached down, grabbing Tristan’s hand. The rumble was a roar now. A wall of green sludge was rushing up the pipe toward them. "Pull!" Tristan yelled. Saoirse pulled. She used her back, her legs, and every ounce of dragon strength she possessed. Tristan scrambled up, his boots slipping on the rim. He tumbled through the hatch and onto the metal grating above just as the sludge slammed into the pipe below. The force of the liquid shook the entire structure, spraying toxic mist up through the opening.

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

Lydia smirked and said “Your pathetic friend is poison by my SISTER, do you even know venom used for killing him is not just from Santacmorroa snakes… but King Santacmorroa snake, which is ten times lethal….. hahahaha….. Just check his nerves his fucking nerve… he is probably long dead now…” Hearing Lydia’s words Saltus and Oceano shared a common cold look, Saltus was furious to hear such malicious words from a bitch like Lydia for Dragon prince and his friend Draco… as he was watching Lydia, his eyes suddenly caught an attention of a long sycamore which was planted outside their house, seeing sycamore tree Saltus merely clicked two finger of his right hand, in split second entire sycamore s

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night