Elemento Dragons

Welcome to the Elemento Dragons, a collection of 8888 mighty Dragons soaring in the NFT world.

Centuries of peace among the earth's clans ended abruptly when the sound of crumbling stones reached the ears of the kings.

There was no need for search parties because everyone knew what had happened and everyone was ready for war, because the Obsidian Castle was the physical embodiment of the harmony they had forced themselves into. They had stopped conquering, traveling, and even legalized the mixing of Bloodlines, which the Gods had forbidden. The Gods were missing. It is no longer the case; the start of a new era was marked by the fumes of the Dark One who escaped the ruins of its Obsidian prison. The fog gradually shrouded the earth, spreading over the heads of the People and Kings. Eligor, the God of Darkness and Disobedience, the manifestation of hell itself, has begun to awaken from the forced slumber he was placed in by his Brothers. The Kings will fight each other, each blaming the other, intoxicated by the Slaves Of Eligor wrapping them up in their unholy embrace, making their breaths reek of uncontrollable hatred, deaf to all reason.

People hoped that The Holy Two would return to Earth when they were needed. They were nowhere to be found. For days and nights, battles raged with no end in sight. Draconems collide, unaware of the reason for the fights ordered by their Kings. Under the wreckage of their cities, the bodies of valiant warriors pile up. Among them, one Bloodline stands firm, immune to the whispers of the spirits, fated to save the earth and inherit the glory of the Elemento dieties.Welcome to the Elemento Dragons, a collection of 8888 mighty Dragons soaring in the NFT world.

Centuries of peace among the earth's clans ended abruptly when the sound of crumbling stones reached the ears of the kings.

There was no need for search parties because everyone knew what had happened and everyone was ready for war, because the Obsidian Castle was the physical embodiment of the harmony they had forced themselves into. They had stopped conquering, traveling, and even legalized the mixing of Bloodlines, which the Gods had forbidden. The Gods were missing. It is no longer the case; the start of a new era was marked by the fumes of the Dark One who escaped the ruins of its Obsidian prison. The fog gradually shrouded the earth, spreading over the heads of the People and Kings. Eligor, the God of Darkness and Disobedience, the manifestation of hell itself, has begun to awaken from the forced slumber he was placed in by his Brothers. The Kings will fight each other, each blaming the other, intoxicated by the Slaves Of Eligor wrapping them up in their unholy embrace, making their breaths reek of uncontrollable hatred, deaf to all reason.

People hoped that The Holy Two would return to Earth when they were needed. They were nowhere to be found. For days and nights, battles raged with no end in sight. Draconems collide, unaware of the reason for the fights ordered by their Kings. Under the wreckage of their cities, the bodies of valiant warriors pile up. Among them, one Bloodline stands firm, immune to the whispers of the spirits, fated to save the earth and inherit the glory of the Elemento dieties.