Western Dragons Vs Eastern Dragons 소설 & 이야기

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

Alexander said in shock. "That is because it went extinct before a first human was born!" answered the Prince. "It annihilated almost half of species living on this planet and reigned for centuries. Those four dragons can fire four elements like water, fire, wind, and thunder. It also has incredible strength and speed despite its huge body!" "How are we supposed to fight this legendary creature?" wondered Isaac. "Not even our best shielding can defend us from its attacks, your Majesty!" The four dragons blast the zodiac warriors and they used their ultimate constellation shield which they can only do when they are together. Prince Arthur was impressed again because of their teamwork.

Cassius POV My mate’s smell and kiss were still driving me crazy, even after I left him… I was picturing his eyes, his gentle smile, touch of his hand, and all I could do is think of him and pine over him.. I never knew mate bond was this strong. I never realized how empty and lonely I was, how shallow my life had been before I met Leo. But also, with Marcus’ new revelation, I was concerned. Dragons – born ones, did not have to abide by the mate pull, or quite frankly any rules of our realm. Considered apex of our species, the rules did not apply to them. The only other kind that rules of mate bonds were different for were Tribrids, but they were even more unique and hard to find. Most other

‘A crispy snack, that is,’ my wolf snickers. There are a few things that can kill a vampire. Dragon fire is one of those things. ‘Too bad Trent doesn’t blow fire but thunders.’ I don’t have a lot of experience with dragons, but Trent, Voros’ dragon, can easily tear apart a vampire in two. His power is that of the electric storm, making him one of the rarest dragons out there. Fire dragons are the most common ones, followed by ice and earth. Voros has never used his power since coming here, but he has been building up a storm for a few weeks now. The grey clouds covering the sky day and night are mostly Voros doing, and when we are gone, a much needed rain will flood this valley. With a bit o

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

she asked even though she already had an inkling what it was. “It was a war two centuries ago, a war between the old dragons and the new. The old dragons were the primates who couldn’t shift and mostly acted primal while the new dragons were the evolved forms that could easily shift between human and dragon. The old dragon hated us and called us traitors for having a human side, even though it was not our fault. It was during my father's time so I wasn't really there, he told me everything. The disagreement was too much and it caused a war that lasted for years. It was the worst war in history and it nearly destroyed everything, half the entire dragon realm was reduced to dust and turned int

Let’s see. “Maybe for a wolf, but I am no simple wolf shifter,” I hiss. Yes, I am bitter. My brother died assisting a wolf shifter, just a couple of years after we lost our parents and I have been alone ever since. “I know that. Elixirs for dragons require herbs that rarely grow in these parts. You are a dragon of European origin, if I am not wrong. Therefore, the herbs that are best for you differ from an Asian dragon. Not that you can’t drink the same elixirs, but the effectiveness depends on the region of origin,” he says smugly.

He turned again to Warren who had now propped himself up against the cliff tears in his eyes looking towards Shreftwood silently and slowly saying the words ‘I’m Sorry’ He turned back to the others, his eyes glanced over the Dragonslayer in the distance. “There are many kinds of dragons in this world and that one attacks with a large shockwave of energy, like a volcano blowing its top through the build of pressure. They are attracted to light unlike fire breathers, which hunt by the scent of blood, they sense heat and light that’s why when under attack by a fire breather you can always count on a shockwave to be close by.” “I can hear your thoughts Shreftwood” a voice began to rumble in Shre

I never knew there was another one of my kind. A crimson red Dragon is the strongest. Instantly, it hit me that that must be the Dragon Lord. Indeed my father. I haven't known him but was already filled with respect for him. He was fearless. Roughly fifty werewolves were hanging on his wings as he struggled, flying high to shake them off. I noticed other silver and gold dragons at the entrance, trying to prevent any werewolf from entering but they were being overpowered.

It resonated directly inside their souls—ancient, arrogant, and overwhelmingly powerful. The silver liquid in the pool began to swirl, rising into the air to form the shape of a colossal Eastern Dragon. It wasn't flesh and blood; it was a spiritual projection of pure, primordial Qi. Its whiskers drifted in the heavy air, and its eyes burned like twin suns. "A beast of the mortal dirt," the Dragon spirit sneered, looking down at Caleb and his Pack. "Stinking of void-metal and artificial fire. You dare to dirty the Dragon’s Cradle with your presence? You seek the tears of the World Tree?"