What Does That Evil Dragon Live For Novels & Stories

"Well, well. You are the most domineering, and you are the most powerful. If you are done, die with me." "...You!" The evil dragon's breath was condensed, and then it sighed. "If you do this again, I won't help you." "Do you really have a way?" "F*ck, I'm a dragon. What's that thing? It's just an earth worm. Even if it has cultivated for 10,000 years, it's just an earth dragon. What am I? A devil dragon!" "10,000 times powerful than it!" "Even if I can't do it, it will take me a minute to deal with him."

“Why do you want to kill the dragon?” Her assumption that he also wanted to kill the dragon went out the window. “Why?” she asked, as if he’d asked her why she was breathing or why she allowed her heart to beat. “Because! He’s pure evil. He snatches children away from their families in the middle of the night and devours them! He demands these sacrifices from all of the kingdoms, and if he doesn’t get them, he burns the villages to the ground!”

He almost died today, and I'm wondering whether we can have sex when he's better. Belishaw's dark eyes sparkled like fractured topaz. "We do mate with dragonesses. But they do not like to mate with us. It is why we are slowly dying out as a race." "Why don't dragonesses like to mate male dragons? That doesn't exactly mesh with how evolution works."

"You really don't know, do you? Every few thousand years, the personification of power appears in the mortal realm. All the imugi and gangcheori as well as all inferior dragons are gonna try to get their hands on it. That is what is causing this storm. The Dragons are gonna fight each other, causing a storm, sometimes a hurricane." Those species are sub-dragon species. Cai Kang thought. "Those children don't stand a chance. It will be a massacre before the yeouiju dies." "Yeouiju? Dies? The yeouiju is alive?" Fukuna asked. "So they are after the white pearl."

“How do you deal with it?” He shrugged as he sat down on one of the couches. “I’m a King. The only way to deal with it is behind closed doors. Even then, I wouldn’t say I’m dealing with it. That just happens to be the time I let myself wallow in the misery of being without her.” “There’s not a lot I know about what dragons are like when their mate disappears or dies,” I admitted, sitting opposite him. “Much like your kind, dragons tend to take their own lives when their mate dies. I guess I’ve held on because despite the amount of time she’s been gone, and despite her being in another dimension, I can still feel the connection,” he explained.

My stomach growled at the delicious smell as I devoured it, not caring what it was as long as it made me full. "It's like a… slogan… a saying… a phrase that you live your life by," I explained during bites. Tohr nodded with a wide grin. "Exactly. Every Golden Draygon lives to be the fyre that burns in us all." "Is it because of the dragons you live with?" He raised one thin, light eyebrow. "It is because we are the Draygons, Mara." I paused in the process of putting another piece of food in my mouth and looked at him to see if he was joking. "Are?"

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Settling down on the floor, she prepared to indulge in her usual routine—eating Lucian's leftovers. She couldn't help but commend herself; she had truly become an exceptional cook. Perhaps, it was her culinary skills, or perhaps it was simply her insatiable hunger that made everything taste so good. Regardless, she attributed her success solely to her own abilities. After all, there was rarely much left after Lucian had his fill. Dragons, renowned for their voracious appetites, were not to be taken lightly. While the rumors of dragons devouring humans may be dismissed as legends or myths, the truth remained that when a dragon's hunger struck, they would consume whatever sustenance they could

It was exactly the same as the legendary dragons! Andrius was stunned. A dragon! Such creatures actually existed in the world! Roar! At that moment, the dragon also noticed Andrius and let out a fierce cry. Its eyes flashed viciously as if it wanted to break free from the cage and swallow Andrius alive. Andrius frowned. According to reason, dragons should be symbols of auspiciousness and the divine. However, this dragon in front of him was full of killing intent and had a deathly aura. It was obviously an evil dragon.

My hand gripped the quill causing it to break. "Long ago, Dragons used to live in a place called Earth." My Mother began. "These dragons were eventually hunted, killed for the hide and their hordes of treasure. Humans didn't understand that we were just like them, had families, loved, and cared for one another. We were seen as monsters. Until one day, the gods made this realm, Bergarian. Our land is cared for here, the sky is clear, the world is untarnished by the wicked ways some humans abuse their world." "Mother, why did the gods let the humans live if they are so evil?" Mother tutted, picking up a clean piece of parchment.