Fire Dragon King Mode Novels & Stories

“I wanted peace, I talked to him about peace, but he rejected it. I have lost too much already to just let it go. My people have lost their lives in this war. I will be a fool if I just accept peace now and let the instigator of this war live. Nay, I shall never settle for that.” “I understand,” the voice said. “You have indeed endured at the hands of Ramiel, and you indeed sought peace. I know your being more than anybody in this world. Were you at fault in what happened ten thousand years ago, you would have willingly laid down your life to protect your people. I know how much killing Namiel weighed on you, I know how much you wished you had not used your fire that day. But you had no idea

"You asked what it is." "I find that what something is tends to explain everything else," I said. She smiled again. "Yes," she said. "It does." She unfolded her hands and refolded them. "The flame in the tower is the original fire. The first flame lit by the first Dragon King seven generations ago, to seal the bond between the dragon bloodline and the land itself. It burns as long as the bond holds. As long as the realm endures." A pause. "It was also — this is the part that has been removed from every official record you will find in this library, which is why you found a hollow chapter this morning — it was also lit in the presence of a Flame Keeper. Because the bond it sealed was not only

Liam added. The Shake came again causing a high flock of birds to suddenly take flight in the distance from among the tall trees. Another shake and Edwin cowered, "I don't like this," Alessia muttered glancing at him and Ally. The ground shook for the last time as something monstrous emerged out from the trees, the beast before them shook its large horned head, its golden scales glimmering in the sun, enough to make anyone blind as it raised its head to the sky, releasing a mighty roar that shook the heavens with its fury, a rage whispered of in the heavens and rumored in the sea, a rage only that of a Dragon King god could possess.

’ Draco Dragon growled loudly In meantime I tried to stand up from King Sargon chest… however when I moved King Sargon tightens his arms which were snaked around my waist…. His action confused me but Draco Dragon growling sound kept my sanity “My King…… I… I.. want to get up” I shuttered and tried to get up Seeing my struggle King Sargon let go of my waist and I hastily stood up and turned to look at Draco Dragon who was flying in circle right above my head in circles…

His Dragonfire burned so hotly that stone hills went up like candles. After successfully doing all that, Draco's form immediately shrank, and he turned back into a small dragon. "Very good! You did it, Draco! The next exercise is to keep your dragon form as long as possible. Listen to me carefully for the next training target. You have to be able to carry out the fire attack that you have just trained twenty times in a row, and after that, you must maintain your form for at least the next twenty-four hours," said Zergenth praising.

"All members must participate in this life and death attack. After all, we must control the territory that has been controlled by the Red Dragon." "You can bring as many weapons as you can for your defense. That way, we will be stronger and invincible." King said with confidence, igniting a fire of enthusiasm within each member. "Anyway, we have to make tomorrow, a worst nightmare for the Red Dragon, one that would never have been imagined before. Do you understand?!" "Yes Boss!!!" They answered simultaneously. Felix clenched his fists. Indeed, his ambition to destroy the Red Dragon is greater than revenge against Arsenio.

Mom says venomously. “Exactly which Dragon King, Father?” Niko pushes. “The Silver Dragon, I’m presuming,” Lycus replies, the two are best friends and Lycus is also Niko’s Beta. “No. The Obsidian Dragon.” Dad’s words send a chill down my spine and Morwenna gasps. “What?” The Obsidian Dragon is the worst of their kind. Why would Dad invite him? “He is a monster who is said to eat the hearts of those he kills and drain their bodies of blood. Even his own kind, he spares no one.”

I let my love and passion for Ajax flow through me, giving myself to him and his gentle dominance of the kiss. “Are you going to light us on fire when the day comes that I can kiss you like that Kenna?” I hear the Elf King ask. “How do you do it without burning off your clothes?” Kenna asks, obviously in awe that my fire can consume us but still not burn through our clothing and skin. Ajax pulls away, smiling down at me. I pull the flames back before Emmi can become too afraid and push me back. “I’ve had many millennia to practice controlling my fire, fire dragon,” I say, not looking away from Ajax.

The dragon king didn’t budge, and I couldn’t stand and watch him kill Leandros. I surged ahead and captured his son Drako and held him hostage. There was utter chaos as King Gavriil went crazy. “Let Leandros go or I’ll kill your son.” He tightened his hold on Leandros, while his eyes changed color, turning crimson. I knew he was about to change into his dragon form and burn us to death with his fire. “I’ll burn you to death if you harm my son. Let him go,” he hissed, but I held on to the young dragon with all my might.

Dragons from the God Beast Clan also have the advantage of extraordinary physical strength, immense true essence, and unparalleled therapeutic abilities. Many God Beast Clan dragons die without ever finding their masters because acquiring a dragon as a familiar is no simple task. For a normal dragon, one must either fight and defeat it or gain its trust through one's character before signing a pact. However, for dragons from the God Beast Clan, the bond is formed through a soul pact. It is a warrior's destiny that attracts a God Beast dragon to them. Hundreds of normal dragons cannot compare to one dragon from the God Beast bloodline; these dragons are royalty among their kind.