The dragon's harem

Alexander landed like a meteor, shattering the ground beneath him. “Your vampires are quite powerful. I didn’t expect such beings to have been born while I was sealed here.” He looked at Arad with a smile, his smooth beard dancing with the wind.

Arad coughed a mouthful of blood as he stood, his whole body as purple as his eyes. “Yours are quite starved. Most of your divine magic is gone, but you can only produce so much now.”

Alexander rested his fists on his hips. “That’s only because I’m sealed here. Once I’m out, I’ll be able to generate as much divine magic as I want. And the gods, they’ll pay for locking me here.” He smiled, “I might’ve become an abomination, but what right do they have to banish me?”

Arad sighed, “You’re a threat. If they let you out, you’ll support Nyar’s side and break the balance of the war.”

Alexander burst laughing, “Break the balance of the war? I no longer care about such things. I’ll win the war for my abominable lord, and with his grace, I’ll wage war on many more universes, for all eternity. War shall consume everything!”

“Did you hear that? You sound crazy, that’s why they sealed you. Once Nyar is done with this universe, you’ll be nothing more than waste.” Arad took a deep breath and cracked his neck.

“Then what will this make you? An adult void dragon dare stand in the way of the gods and abominations.” His body burned with dark divine magic, setting everything around him ablaze.

Arad’s heart started beating rapidly. Alexander destroyed his incarnation earlier. Two defeats in a row, Arad was really having a streak of bad luck, or he might need to step up his game a bit. He only took a nap for a few weeks, even got stronger through it, but the horrors he faced are just getting stronger.

Arad’s heart started beating at a terrifying speed and rumbled like an engine revving up. Coupled with his nuclear engine going into overdrive, his humanoid body couldn’t sustain all of his power, and he had to shift into his massive dragon form.

Arad’s obsidian body was glowing from the inside, radiating enough heat and radiation to turn the immediate area around him into a boiling death zone.

Alexander jumped away from the blinding pale blue radiance and smiled, “I see, you’re pissed?” It had been centuries since he last saw a void dragon doing this.

Alexander had fought alongside the void dragons many times, and he knew them better than they knew themselves. Most were silent observers, dragons of few words. But he knew that they would’ve talked more if given the chance.

If he had to describe void dragons with one word, he’d call them crashouts. At this moment, he was certain that Arad wasn’t angry at him but venting the accumulation of multiple tiny frustrations.

Void dragons are good at bottling up their anger and rage, only to lose it once they reach their limit and go berserk like this.

For a second, Arad seemed to be standing still, and silence fell. But that was only an illusion; he had already exploded into movement, and everything shattered.

This sealed dimension was huge, thousands of kilometers wide, but with Arad’s speed, the place looked so tiny. Like an energetic rat trapped inside a dried swimming pool, Arad’s speed allowed him to chase Alexander from edge to edge in seconds.

The vampires and angels have already retreated. Arad didn’t want his vampires getting killed, and even Alexander understood that letting his angels around was an unnecessary risk.

Alexander jumped backward with a flip, moving fast enough to burst into flames like a meteor. But he was barely keeping up, running away from Arad, whose legs moved so fast they turned into a blur.

“A god will just smite you down, but a dragon would chase you to the end of the world and rip everything you know apart.” Alexander smiled as he saw Arad’s burning blue body melting the ground, setting the air on fire, and blasting everything around him into smithereens while still moving several times faster than sound.

“So you’re just a suicide bomber they sent here?” Alexander dodged Arad’s charge at the last moment and flew away, watching him drift around the melting mountains. “A mindless rampage won’t get me. The fools, what were they thinking? I expected them to send Kayden, the god slayer himself. But I guess the rumors about him having a divine portfolio were right; he can’t risk facing me.”

Arad chased Alexander for a few more seconds, and then suddenly stopped moving and stood still. Alexander looked at him with a worried face. He was about to blow up, but that explosion never came. Arad just looked at Alexander with a smile, “See you later.” He then disappeared.

At the start, the rampage was real, but thanks to Doma being inside his head all this time, she managed to calm him down and help him keep the act.

She then created an improvised plan. The curse to pull Arad out was supposed to be instant. Saving his life was the whole reason behind it after all. Doma now wanted to make an exchange. But elongating that curse, she’ll give Arad a short boost to magic.

Arad won’t be saved and pulled out for twenty seconds, and he’ll be extremely weakened through that time. But in exchange, he can take all that spared power and fuel a single, devastating [Ho-white Nova].

Arad left, and a hundred-meter wide [Ho-white Nova] was left where he was.

Alexander cursed, and the whole dimension was washed away by the blinding light. He expected Arad to explode, but Arad managed to sneak away and leave a bomb behind him.

As the dust and ash settled down, Alexander was once again standing alone, looking at the white mountain peaks. That whiteness now wasn’t snow, but ash and radiation shimmering as the whole dimension was cursed to the bones.

“Slippery bastard, he got away. Cain, I bet he has something to do with this.” Alexander growled, “I know, he sent him here to check up on me, see if I’m in a state that he could safely kill me in.” He sat down. “Fine, let him come. If he thinks he saw all that I can do, he can think again.”

Through this short fight, both Arad and Alexander were holding back their big cards, only throwing jabs to gauge their opponent’s strength first.

Round one was over, but the fight shall end in round two.

Outside, Arad landed inside the small strategy room, and his wounds healed immediately. “Brother, do you have some free time?”

^Of course I do!^ Gojo’s voice boomed inside Arad’s head, ^Where can we meet?^