The dragon's harem

“That’s…” Sawless cried as he saw the mountain evaporate, “Holy Origin White Nova?! Kossuth’s divine tribulation smite?” He flew up and reached the destroyed mountain to inspect the remnant magic…

“It can’t be…that was a white nova, I’m certain…but why I can’t sense it!” He screamed, glaring back at the nuns charging at the demons, his eyes fixating on Zia, “That nun isn’t a believer of Kossuth! The magic left here is that of that dragon!”

Sawless couldn’t believe his eyes, where divine magic should be, Arad’s magic was burning strong. Kossuth, the goddess of fire, the sultan of the elemental plane of fire is the only being able to conjure and use [Ho-white Nova], no one else was recorded to be able to use it. Even so, the scholars expected that someone like the overgod or Amaterasu could be able to cast it, but they never did observe such a thing.

Alaric stared back with a terrified face, sweating buckets. Arad didn’t just use Selune’s blessing without needing her power, he had already managed to use Kossuth’s power without her help. It slowly started to sink into his mind, the reality of the monster they were facing. Even if it was just mimicking, it’s impossible to get anywhere close to a god’s power.

A massive church of zealot vampire nuns worshipping a dragon that can use the power of the gods without being one, and what’s more, those nuns can draw power from him as if he is a god. Only one thought surged through his mind, ^Run away!^

With a single step, Alaric burst forward, jumping over hundreds of demons as he rushed toward the entrance of the lower layer. Sawless saw him and understood what was going on, Arad was far too powerful for an unknown existence, they couldn’t recklessly face him like this.

Sawless conjured a massive barrier behind Alaric to prevent anyone from chasing him as he joined on the retreat. Just like how Alaric’s layer got trashed, Sawless is now certain that everything on his layer would end up destroyed as well, it doesn’t make sense for him to stay and die with it.

BAM! At their side, a large bearded man with a blind eye appeared, running alongside. He wore leather armor and an eyepatch on his left eye, looking like a bandit. “Why are you running?”

The two demon lords gasped, unable to believe this man who appeared out of nowhere was keeping up with them. Alaric swung his claw at him and Sawless tried to chain him with a barrier. But at that moment, the bandit smashed the barrier with his fist, kicked Alaric in the guts, and swung a punch.

When the bandit’s punch landed on Alaric’s chest, a beam of energy burst from it, flying and burning a massive four-meter-wide trench that was over one kilometer long. He’s one of the bandits that Arad turned into vampires first, and he could like all nuns draw power from Arad’s blood.

Arad made his nuclear energy accessible to all his vampires without exception. Underestimating them would be a huge mistake.

Sawless was about to assist Alaric, but then Zia flew to his side, swinging her spear at him. “You damned nun!” He growled, swinging his staff and deflected her spear. “You can’t fire another one of those spells, you must be drained.”

Zia glared at him, “Heretic, you dare belittle my lord’s power?” She pointed her spear at his chest, “BOOM!”

A [Ho-white nova] Immediately charged and fired, if Zia hadn’t warned Sawless by saying ‘Boom’ He would’ve gotten blasted to pieces. There was nothing strange about it, Zia is a part of Arad’s blood, if he can fire multiples, she could do the same, given that he allows her to use his power.

The nuns don’t match Arad in physical or magical abilities, even their bodies sometimes can’t handle powerful spells like [Ho-white nova] or other extreme abilities. Arad also doesn’t allow all the vampires inside his stomach to access his power simultaneously as they might drain him in seconds if all fired [Ho-white Nova] at once.

For that reason, only Zia and the bandit Shank are allowed to access his power at this moment. The reason is that anyone besides Alaric and Sawless isn’t a big enough danger to use such power against them.

Zia dodged a massive demonic fireball from Sawless and stepped aside, ready to blast him with another [Ho-white nova]

Sawless knew she would try to cast it if given the chance. It was clear that the vampires believed that those [Ho-white nova] were their only magic powerful enough to finish off a demon lord, they were right, but that made their attacks easy to predict.

Sawless swung his hand at Zia’s face, trying to touch her. If he managed to contact her flesh, he’d be able to disfigure her given that she’s weaker than him. This wasn’t domination magic like what Alaric tried earlier, so it should work, hopefully.

As his hand approached Zia’s face, she growled with an angry face, thrusting her spear up and impaling his palm. “Bastard! Only my lord can touch me!” She stomped the ground, “Take your hand…!” She roared.

“…and shove it up your ass!” she yelled, and a blood spear emerged from the ground, impaling Sawless from the groin to the throat. Multiple other spears penetrated him like a pin cushion, leaving him bleeding in front of Zia.

At that moment, Sawless growled, clenching his body and shattering all the spears. “Do you think this is enough to kill me?” He shouted, “I’m a demon lord!” He was about to regenerate.

“And I’m a nun of my lord.” Zia lifted two fingers, glaring at him with two dead red eyes burning with blood magic. [Elemental Expansion:…]

Blood rushed from her back and engulfed her and Sawless in a hundred-meter-wide ball of magic. Sawless gasped for air, unable to breathe as his blood turned yellow and his skin pale, his muscles turning blue.

[…: Rustic End] “I’m a master of rust magic.” Zia glared at him with a passive face, “My expansion uses its dense magic to force the iron in living beings to rust.”

Iron plays a critical role in all living beings, especially in their blood to transport oxygen. Having it disabled only meant death.

Zia’s expansion shattered as Alaric punched it from the outside. He rushed in and stood beside Sawless, “You still alive?” Alaric had barely managed to push the bandit back and come to assist Sawless. But now both of them are badly injured.

Even Arad’s followers were a pain, but it shouldn’t be a problem. An elemental expansion is something cast by the person and only a few can spam it, Zia should be exhausted after using such a big move. Alaric smiled, “You can only wound us with your lord’s power.” He lifted his hand, attempting to regenerate. “Without him, you’re nothing but weaklings.”

“Of course.” Zia nodded, “Unlike you, I know my place is beneath him.” She giggled, “Time to finish this off.”

Alaric coughed blood, unable to regenerate. Sawless was the same, no matter what he tried, his body refused to heal. “What’s going on?” Sawless cried. Their skin fell apart and their

visions flashed black.

Alaric fell to his knees, feeling his stomach turning. “You…what did you do?”

Zia licked the black rain from her arm and rubbed it on her face. “This water was pulled from our lord’s stomach…you heretics shall die beneath it.”

The black rain was extremely radioactive. Arad had figured that if he could generate the curse by breaking matter, what if he tried to curse some objects and use them to fight? From that, he decided to experiment and curse a large amount of water to use as a mass death weapon.

Arad’s vampires aren’t affected by it since they are a part of Arad’s blood.

Arad suddenly appeared behind Zia and the bandit. “We must finish this off.” He said and Doma giggled, “Sorry, we don’t have any more time to play.”

The bandit bowed and disappeared into Arad’s blood. Zia on the other hand jumped at Arad with an excited face, “My lord! Look they are almost dead. Can I get just a lick?” She hugged his torso and Doma who sat on Arad’s shoulder started pushing her away with her foot. “Get away from him, leave some distance.” Doma growled at her with an annoyed yet amused face. Arad patted Zia’s head, “Fine. But hurry.” He had promised her some blood if she did a good job.

A large smile crossed Zia’s face as she cried with a thrilled face. “Of course, my lord!” She bent down with a horny face, “I know just the place with a lot of blood so I can suck it fast…” As she licked her lips, attempting to unzip his pants, Doma shoved her foot in her mouth and kicked

her back into Arad’s blood.

Doma sighed, looking at Arad, “I’ll go give her an earful. I’ll leave the rest to you.” She kissed him on the cheek and faded away.

All the nuns, bandits, churches, and the black rain, everything disappeared, leaving Arad alone standing before the injured Alaric and Sawless. “You two can heal now. Just do it as if you’re trying to regenerate your whole body.” He said with a passive face.

Still confused, the two demons’ lords tried what Arad said and their bodies healed. Now that the radiation was over, getting a new body was enough to fix their issues. This might’ve seemed strange, but Arad wanted to see them fully heal so he could precisely tune his next

attack to mess up with that.

“Why would you…” Alaric was about to growl, but he didn’t even have time for that. Arad had already lifted his hands and combed his fingers.

[Elemental Expansion: Nuclear Chaos]

Darkness swallowed the two demon lords, and immediately thousands of energy breaths started hitting them from all directions, killing them over and over hundreds, thousands, and millions of times. This was the same way Gojo killed Demogorgan. Even if demon lords were immortal in their domain in the abyss, killing them so many times that their minds and souls broke was a possible way that Arad learned from his older brother.

After fifteen minutes with the two demon lords dying thousands of times a second, their souls finally broke. Alaric lasted thirteen minutes and Sawless fourteen, Arad kept blasting them for another minute to ensure they were broken.

Cancelling his expansion, Arad swallowed the two broken souls. He’s still too young to be able to digest such large souls, but he can always store them as preserved food. Arad turned to leave, but he then saw the pale night, she was sitting on a wooden chair. She

waved her hand, calling Arad to sit with her around the small round table. “I’ve got some bad

news.”

“And I must go, Mira would kill me if I didn’t go and see the weapon she worked so hard to create.” Arad replied with a tired face. He didn’t want more troubles to deal with.