Zeno Dragon Ball Novels & Stories

Every time they thought they had struck him down, he rose again—stronger, crueller, unstoppable. Zenobia fought at the frontlines, her once-pristine armor now scarred with the years of endless battle. Her White Dragon power, a force once revered as divine grown weak. Not from disuse, but from damage. The injuries she’d sustained in her pursuit of the truth had never truly healed, the toll of her grief slowly draining the magic from her soul. Still, she pressed on. Because no one else could face Kal and survive. And in the final battle, beneath the shattered moons and the dying sun, Zenobia made her choice.

He looked like a King. "I told you," he rasped, his voice sounding like the deep, warm hum of the earth. "I'm off the clock." As the family reunites on the docks, the "Lagos-grit" final twist drops from the clear, morning sky. A single, golden feather drifts down from the clouds, landing on Zora-Aethel’s shoulder. It’s not from a bird. And it’s not from Zora’s old wings. A shadow passes over the sun—a massive, winged silhouette that is larger than any Spire. It’s not a ship. It’s a Dragon made of solid, living "Zero-Point" mercury.

Serana POV. It was a sight to behold seeing all the dragons welcome Cyra home. These are her people too, more so now. It hurts my heart that there are no other phoenix’s. I still don’t know all my heritage or traditions. I will have to remember to find out all I can about my people, even if I am the last full phoenix. At least my kids will know of the heritage they share with me. I shift back from Bedelia as Joel hands me more clothes. I chuckle at him. His eyes are wide being surrounded by so many dragons. These creatures are larger than life in more ways than one.

She wheezed brokenly, "are my dragon." The dragon made a soft sound at the back of his throat. He wanted to scream in joy. That would make him breathe fire, and he didn't want to hurt her. Celina was gazing at him with wonder, her cerulean blue eyes almost glowing. So far, Javier likes her a lot. "Yes. I am" As their souls connect riders and dragons, she could hear him speak. "And you are big!" Dragons don't ever stop ageing. They slow down after about a century, but ancient creatures have been known to reach mountainous proportions. It's scary.

"Have you finally found it? My scales are as hard as dragon scales, but unfortunately... it's too late!" “Buzz” In the air, ZhenlongZhenlong Master's long tail with upside-down thorns instantly went straight into Zephyr Khan's body. The sharp force was so fast that not even Zephyr Khan could dodge it in an instant. Even though the Thunderfoot were used to the extreme, there was still a gap in his robe. "Humph!" Zephyr Khan groaned and his eyes were like lightning. His palm moved slightly. A long blade appeared in Zephyr Khan's hand. It was the Draken!

Zeno couldn't call her back, even if he wanted to. Right then, he knew he had just one task, and that was to change the course of whatever Draekon planned to do today. "Let's go." He said to the sentinel, and they both headed down to receive Draekon. The closer Zeno got to the entrance of his castle, the more the energy within shifted. He knew it was as a result of Draekon's presence. His aura was completely different now. More amplified. No wonder his sentinel was literally squirming earlier.

Having changed his aura and appearance, James could not help but mumble, “Did he recognize me?” “You are?” James pretended to ask. “Save it.” Zeno rolled his eyes and said, “You can hide from other living beings, but you can’t hide from me.” James was taken aback. “How did you recognize me?” Then, he changed the topic and asked, “Didn’t you leave? Why are you here? And what’s the history of Sword Mount?” Sternly, Zeno responded, “I did leave. I went to find the black ball of energy, but it led me here. As for this place, have you heard of the Sword Demon, Wynne Dalganus?”

Zeci said. Hana stopped tapping Zino's head, "How do you know Zeci?" Hana said. Zeci vaguely said, "I don't know; I just saw it and everything appears," Zeci vaguely said. Hana grabbed Zino by the neck and flew up to where Zeci was lying, and as she sat down on the rock, Hana realized that the dragon was always asleep seem wanted to wake up. Hana's head seemed to explode; the dragon want to suck all the stone's energy; the faster its speed turned, Hana could not control herself and then lay close to hugging the rock. The Dragon fly on her head for a round; Hana saw its body a little larger, around its body as if wrapped in a small layer of slender scales.

The tone of her voice was heated and Zara made sure she burned the Beta with her gaze. Looking a little flustered, Beta Fam dragged his hands through his short hair, a look of disbelief on his face. Then, he asked, “What has that got to do with anything? You are not making sense.” “Neither are you. You don’t get to call me a liar if you are not certain about the ways of the dragon.” “So, are you certain about the ways of the dragon?” “The dragon told me that war is coming to Zenrada. Are you going to ignore the warning or will you continue to call me a liar?”

He stepped out and walked toward Ken's room, but he was surprised to see the door open and Butler Nicole trying—but failing—to get the sulking Ken out of bed. "Hey, buddy, what's the problem?" Zeno asked from the door. "Zeno!" Ken flew like lightning and ran into Zeno's arms. "Ouch, ouch! Easy there, Ken," Zeno winced, smiling as Ken collided with his injured body. "Oh, sorry. Are you not strong enough yet?" Ken asked worriedly. "Don't worry about me. I'm stronger than Superman," Zeno flexed his biceps to emphasize the point. "Yay! That means you can still play with me, right?" Ken asked excitedly.