Dragon Emperor 10: From Human to Dragon to God

by Eric Vall

  “Nice try.” I smirked. “Naomi, let’s take out the rest.”

  The lizard mage stepped up next to me with a devilish grin, and we tossed fireballs at each of the remaining land mines. The small bombs burst into flames and then receded into the ground. Then we crossed the row of detonated mines, and I stormed closer to Milo.

  The mage’s green eyes widened as he turned to sprint away, but I shot webs at his feet. Milo fell face first into the sand, and the Sundex tumbled out in front of him and skidded a few feet before it rolled to a stop.

  “No!” he cried out as he reached for the relic. “I need it!”

  I stepped on his outstretched hands, and I felt his fingers break underneath my boots as he screamed in pain. Next, I twisted my boot as I sneered down at his reddened face.

  “You don’t need shit,” I muttered. “You’re done.”

  Then I sent more webs out to wrap around his squirming body, and the webbing squeezed his arms to his sides and left only his head exposed. He grunted as he pushed against the silky bindings, but they held him tight.

  Then I walked over to the Sundex and pulled it from the sand. I brushed the debris from its sides, and I could feel the cold negative energy begin to fill my body as my fingers touched the surface. I turned it over in my hands and examined the writing on each side. Nothing had changed, though I felt a new understanding of the artifact’s inscriptions, so I opened my spatial storage and quickly slipped the relic inside.

  The feeling of dread remained with me, but the cold faded away. Then I heard a gentle voice float through my mind, as though someone had whispered into a breeze.

  I just want you to see.

  Let me help you.

  The voice of the Sundex was softer than the others. It spoke to me more like a lover asking a favor rather than a warrior demanding action. Despite the calmer personality, though, I still wanted to kick its ass and shut it up.

  “What should we do with this one, my lord?” Polina asked as she nudged Milo with her toe.

  The mage gave her a hateful glare and rolled to face the other direction.

  “We can leave him for more rambrooks to find,” Marina offered. “They love to eat trash.”

  “Or we can toss him into one of the forests,” Trina suggested with a shrug. “Maybe we missed a doppelbeast that wants to tear him to pieces.”

  “I want to talk to him first,” I replied with a chuckle. “After that, we’ll see.”

  The dryads giggled as Marina and Polina grabbed Milo’s feet and began to drag him back to the city.

  The mage coughed and spat as the sisters dragged him through the sand with his head sliding around behind them. Every sand hill and dune sent more streams of sand up his nose and into his mouth, and I chuckled as the dryads diverted their path to hit every single one.

  “We can take him to the jailhouse,” Naomi said as we reached the top of the dune above the fields. “We already have one of his comrades there.”

  “Good idea,” I agreed.

  “Who do you have?” Milo spat out. “I already know you killed my sister!”

  “Yep,” I replied. “She could have been the captive instead, but ol’ Byron didn’t want to die. So, he let her take the fireball to the face.”

  “You killed her with a fireball?” the mage shrieked. “You’re a monster!”

  “No worse than a thief who steals priceless artifacts while his country is under siege from demons,” I growled. “You selfish bastards only care about yourselves and money. I don’t like people like you. And people like you always hate people like me. And I’m okay with that.”

  Milo scoffed and spat out another mouthful of sand as we reached the cobblestone path through the city.

  “Lady Naomi?” a small voice whispered as we passed through the edge of the market.

  I turned to see a young boy, maybe four years old. His black hair fell over his yellow reptilian eyes, and his small gray scales peeked over the edge of his collar. His jaw was clenched, though I could see the fear in his eyes as he stood as tall as his tiny frame would allow.

  “Jove, get back,” Naomi ordered the small lizard Demi-Human. “This is a dangerous man.”

  Jove cowered behind a flower cart and eyed Milo suspiciously as we continued to drag him through the streets. The whispering crowd that had gathered parted down the middle, so we could make our way out of the market and past the castle.

  “Another of your students?” I raised an eyebrow.

  “Yes,” Naomi confirmed as she glanced over her shoulder. “Jove is the youngest of my little ones. He is only five, but his understanding of the magical world is remarkable.”

  “I hope I’ll get to meet all your little proteges before we leave Kana,” I mused.

  The thought of the little mages intrigued me, and I thought of my Asuran companions back in Hatra. I decided to check up on them, and I conjured a messenger dragon in my hand.

  “Go to Ilya and Ilyushina,” I directed the shiny dragon. “Tell them I’ve had so many amazing adventures, and I can’t wait to share all the stories with them as soon as I’m back home.”

  The small dragon dipped its head and zoomed off into the direction of my city.

  “What was that?” Naomi asked as she cocked her head to the side with curiosity.

  “Just a little note for my smallest friends,” I chuckled. “I’m sure you’ll meet them, too.”

  Naomi narrowed her amber eyes at me, but she didn’t say anything as we continued on our way toward the prison.

  We trudged the rest of the way over to the jail as the sun began to set behind us. I nodded to the guard at the entrance, and he pulled open the door for us to step inside the dark stone interior. Then the dryads dragged Milo into the room and tossed him on the ground with a thud.

  “Y-You, ah, caught Milo?” Byron stammered as he walked over to the cell door and gripped the bars. “And you brought him here? With me?”

  “You’re the one they kept as a captive?” Milo bellowed. “You’re the reason Sila is dead!”

  “Oh, gods,” the bandit groaned and leaned his head against the cell door. “Is he staying with me?”

  “For now.” I smirked before I turned back to Milo. “You have approximately ten seconds to answer my questions. Got it?”

  Milo curled his body away from me, and he looked like a helpless worm as he struggled to scoot across the floor.

  I put my boot on his side, rolled him over onto his back, stood over him, and let out a column of flames that poured against the ceiling.

  The mage gasped and chewed on his lip as he waited for me to speak.

  “Who is your buyer?” I growled.

  “I don’t have anything to say to you!” Milo spat out. His voice had gotten much higher since I’d shown him my flames, and his green eyes were filled with both terror and defiance.

  “I’m assuming you’re under Sila’s protection spell, too,” I murmured as I paced in front of him and considered the terra magic truth spell.

  “Ha!” the mage laughed sarcastically. “Sila’s spell, yeah.”

  “Is it your spell, then?” I raised an eyebrow. “Do you want to take all the credit?”

  “It doesn’t even matter.” Milo rolled his eyes and averted his gaze.

  “Then I need nothing else from you,” I muttered with annoyance.

  I conjured a flame in my palm, and then I blew it onto the mage’s sticky web bindings. He gasped as the fire traveled along the web and engulfed his body, and his gasps quickly turned into cries of agony.

  “It’s only fitting he dies the same way as his sister,” Naomi said with an approving glint in her amber eyes.

  Milo’s screams echoed around the jailhouse, and Byron covered his ears and scrunched his eyes shut as his body began to tremble with fear.

  “You aren’t enjoying the show, Byron?” I chuckled once the flames died down.

  Only a pile of ashes and bones remained where Milo’s body had laid, and Byron opened his eyes to star
e at them for a solid five seconds before he lost his shit.

  “You just burned him alive!” Byron shrieked and began to search the cell for an exit. “He’s dead! Ashes! Oh, gods. This was much worse than Sila. Oh, no, I can’t be here anymore!”

  The bandit paced back and forth as he pulled at his hair and chewed on his nails. Then he rushed forward and grabbed the bars of the cell door, and he yanked and pulled on the metal bars while he screamed and bellowed for help.

  “Do we need him?” Aaliyah asked with a lazy flick of her golden tail. “He’s kind of fucking annoying.”

  “Nope,” I replied and shrugged. “We cut the head off the snake now. We don’t need anything else from him.”

  “Wait!” Byron gasped and backed up against the wall. “I know more stuff! I swear!”

  “Where are you going?” the lioness chuckled as she sauntered closer to the door.

  “Allow me,” Alyona offered with a sly smile and reached out her hand.

  Then she cast her binding spell, and the white tendrils of magic burst forth from her fingertips and coiled around the bandit. She closed her hand into a fist, and the magical ropes pulled Byron toward the door and slammed his face into the bars.

  “Oh, gods, please!” the bandit begged as tears streaked down his dirty face. “Don’t burn me!”

  “I won’t.” Aaliyah grinned and then plunged her long claws into his chest through the bars. She dragged her nails down his torso until blood poured out of the gaping wounds to the floor. Then she pulled back, and the bandit’s lifeless body crumpled to the floor.

  “Now, we’ve gotten rid of the whole snake,” Laika chuckled and swished her furry gray tail.

  “Good riddance,” Naomi muttered before she turned, walked out of the jailhouse, and spoke to the guard. “Please get that mess cleaned up.”

  “Of course, milady,” the guard replied with a nod. “We’ll have it done immediately.”

  “Thank you,” the lady mage said and curtsied as she stepped into the sunlight.

  The rest of us filed out after the lizard mage and headed back to the castle.

  “So, tell us about the Kawaii Forest,” Ravi chirped. “Was it better than the Bileu Forest?”

  “It was beautiful,” Aaliyah answered. “There were birds everywhere, and they were in so many bright colors. And the trees were filled with animals and their songs. It was much more exciting than the Bileu Forest. Not to mention, Lord Evan met his first troll.”

  “A troll?” Laika repeated with wide gray eyes. “How? Why was it in the forest?”

  “He was guarding the bridge to the tacca flowers,” Naomi replied with a mischievous smile.

  “Guarding it?” Alyona wondered. “I thought the trolls gave up guarding things after the wars. Their treasure obsession didn’t bode well against the dragons back then.”

  “He was obsessed with the flowers,” the lizard mage explained. “He even tried to stop Lord Evan from getting them, but he settled for asking him to take only one.”

  “He actually tried to stop you?” Ravi snorted. “What was he thinking?”

  “Well, he was blind.” I smirked. “But he quickly realized his mistake.”

  “Oooh, he got scared of the sexy badass dragon?” Marina giggled.

  “One touch was all it took,” I replied with a wink.

  “We’d like to touch you more than once,” Trina said in a husky voice, and I looked over to see her jade eyes were hooded with desire.

  “You should put your money where your mouth is,” I teased them.

  “We’d rather put you where our mouths are,” Polina nearly whispered.

  Naomi’s eyes widened as we reached the front door of the castle, and I grabbed the sisters by the hand to lead them to my chambers.

  “Would you like to join this one?” I chuckled. “Or just watch from the doorway again?”

  “I-I, um, don’t--” Naomi stammered and then huffed as she strode through the great hall toward the dining hall.

  The dryads chortled and then began to push me toward the hall.

  We burst into my room, and the sisters hurriedly began to untie the belts from their robes.

  “Slow down, ladies,” I chuckled. “We have all evening now.”

  “True,” Polina mused as she let go of her belt, and her robe fell open to reveal her smooth, emerald skin.

  I could just barely see the swells of her breasts, and then my gaze traveled down to the apex of her thighs. The droplets of her desire were already glistening against the thatch of jade hair on her mound, and a growl rumbled in my throat.

  I licked my lips at the thought of tasting her juicy core, but before I could move toward her, Marina wrapped her arm around my waist and untied my trousers. My pants fell to the floor, and my erection sprang free.

  “Oh, gods,” Marina moaned as she dropped her hand to my cock and began to stroke the shaft.

  Trina stepped in front of me and lifted my shirt over my head. Then she offered a sultry smile before she bent down in front of me and dragged her tongue along the tip of my arousal.

  “Fuckkkkk.” A shiver passed through my body as she teased my cock while Marina continued to rub her hand up and down my shaft. Then Polina sauntered closer and straddled Trina, and she stood up on her toes and pressed her lips to mine.

  I gently grasped her face and pulled her in for a deeper kiss. Then I plunged my tongue into Polina’s mouth and felt her sigh against me. Our tongues intertwined as I wrapped my fingers through her hair and then slid my hands down her shoulders to slide off her robe. Her perfectly round breasts popped out as the robe slid down, and her green nipples were hard and ready for me.

  Then I cupped her tits in each hand and gently kneaded the soft flesh as the dryad moaned into my mouth.

  “Would you like some help?” Marina whispered into my ear.

  Then she released my shaft and reached up to rub her thumbs across Polina’s hard nipples.

  “Mmmm,” Polina moaned and arched her back as I nibbled down her jaw to her throat.

  Suddenly, Trina opened her mouth wider and slid my whole cock into her mouth. Her teeth grazed along the tip of my erection, and her tongue flicked along the base as my head pressed against the back of her throat.

  “Oh, fuuuuck,” I groaned as she began to move her head back and forth.

  Trina sucked and licked on my arousal as I dragged my tongue along Polina’s long slender throat, and I could feel Marina’s breasts pressing into my back as she leaned against me to tease Polina’s nipples.

  Then Trina reached up and cupped my balls in her hand before she began to massage them in time with her mouth.

  I looked down to see her jade eyes peer up at me with desire, and my body went over the edge. My climax sent ripples of pleasure down my spine as I poured a hot flood of my dragon seed down Trina’s eager throat, and my legs shook as she gently massaged my balls while I came.

  “Mmmmmmmm.” Trina slid up and down my shaft as wave after wave of my semen filled her mouth, and then she sucked my tip dry while my shudders continued.

  “Fuck!” I rumbled, and I picked up Polina by the waist as she giggled against me.

  “What are you doing, Lord Evan?” she squealed.

  “Putting my mouth wherever I want to,” I murmured as I laid her down onto the bed.

  Then I turned, grabbed Trina’s hand, and pulled her against me. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Trina straddled my legs. I yanked her robe off her shoulders as she slid her warm pussy over my cock, and she was practically dripping on my thighs as she started to ride me.

  “Ooooooh, Lord Evan!” Trina gasped as she threw her head back. “That feels sooooo gooood. You fill me up perfectly with your huge cock. Gods!”

  “Good girl,” I rumbled as I slapped her on the ass, and Trina cried out before she started bouncing even faster on my shaft. Then I laid back and pulled Polina over my face. Her pussy was soaked, and I grabbed her thighs to guide her warm core to my mouth. I dragged my tongue along
her pussy lips, and I felt her body shiver in response. Then I plunged my tongue into her hot canal, and she cried out with pleasure.

  “Fuck, Lord Evan!” Polina whimpered as she ground down against my tongue.

  “You will,” I chuckled as I pulled back for a moment, and then I drove my tongue into her slit once again.

  “Marina, come here,” Polina panted in a silky voice.

  Marina crawled across the bed to her dryad sister, and Polina motioned to the bed in front of her. Then Marina slid her robe off before she laid down, and I turned my head to see Polina’s head dip down between Marina’s thighs. Her thick jade tongue delved into the folds of Marina’s core, and her juices began to pour down her thighs.

  “Fuck, yes,” I growled as I grabbed Polina’s ass and pulled her pussy closer to my mouth.

  I traced her throbbing lips with my tongue in long, slow arcs, and I could feel her body shiver above me. I sucked on her clit as Trina bounced up and down on my cock, and I could feel her warm canal tighten as she slowed to a grind against my hips.

  “Oh, Lord Evan!” Trina cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, and then the warm, wet juices of her climax poured over my cock as she thrust her hips back and forth to hit her soft center with my arousal.

  “Yesss, cum for me,” I growled and then continued to suck and flick Polina’s hot pussy as her thighs quivered on either side of my head.

  “Oh, gods, I am!” Polina shrieked, and then her own orgasm poured all over my mouth and face.

  I lapped up her sweet juices as her body shivered over me, and I could feel her head bobbing up and down as she continued to suck on Marina’s pussy. Then I heard Marina’s sharp intake of breath before she orgasmed into Polina’s mouth. I peered up to see her juices flood onto the blankets, and the vision sent my climax crashing down.

  My hips lifted from the bed as I poured another load of my hot seed into Trina, though this time I filled her soaked pussy instead of her warm mouth. Her walls were still tightened from her orgasm, and they squeezed my cock as the waves of my climax emptied my cum into her hot core until both of our juices ran down my inner thighs.