The dragon's harem

Before the gods could even reach them, Nyar moved first, swinging his arms at Baal. He moved faster than any eye could see, and turned into a blur even to someone like Luminous. In no time, Baal’s massive body had turned into a mist of blood, crackling with divine magic.

That was a great opening for Nyar, but he knew better than anyone that even if erased, an archon won’t die just like that. The humanoid body isn’t their real one. But that also told him that Baal was still not used to fighting in a humanoid form. The only reason he isn’t switching into his true form of wings and eyeballs is that it would exceed the limits of the labyrinth.

Speaking of the labyrinth, it had put quite a load of chains on him. He can’t breathe or move without feeling like he is stuck in tar, and he can’t even cast spells without feeling the universe itself trying to suppress him. He was getting sluggish, sleepy, and disoriented, but nothing that his eldritch mind can’t handle.

From that blood mist, Baal reformed his fists first and punched Nyar to the ground. As Nyar bounced back, Baal slapped him once, went in with the backhand, then two left hooks followed by a right hook and a mean kick to the guts.

Baal had learned how to fight from Arad, so he was just as violent as him, even though he only had a few days to learn. He was still far away from a master, but thanks to his angelic strength and speed, a backhand from him felt like two mountains clapping at each other like jaws.

Nyar rolled away and found himself directly beneath the golden foot of Kali’s statue, and he got stomped. The statue didn’t stop at that, and it stomped him several times more, like it was trying to squash a bug.

Tiamat flew in and passed right through Kali’s statue like it was a ghost. She had her eyes on Nyar, and would’ve loved to be able to use her full power here, but sadly, she was limited more than anyone else and couldn’t even blast him away.

It made sense. In the past, she fought Vorvadoss here and blasted the mortal world to ash. She tried to teleport Nyar away, but he still refused to, and so she had to keep punching. Weakening him enough should allow Yog to fling him outside the universe.

Kali directly controlled the golden statue and could manifest and hide it at will. To Nyar, it felt solid and heavy, but to everyone else, it was nearly invisible, and they could phase right through it with ease. It didn’t hinder Tiamat’s attack or movement, but kept Nyar pinned in place.

Nyar couldn’t move under the statue’s foot and dodge Tiamat’s punch, so he let her hit him and used the impact to dig through the ground and escape. When he burst out of the ground, Maharaja was right there beside him.

It felt as if time itself stopped, and her eyes met his. She didn’t look at him like everyone else. She didn’t see him as a bug or an invader; in fact, he could feel no hatred or disgust from her. Just hunger. To her, he was nothing more than food.

She is a predator, and he is her prey. That thought crossed his mind for a second.

Her golden eyes glared at him coldly, and when his body exploded with a swarm of tentacles to catch her, her paws moved at a speed unknown to the gods, ripping most of the abominable flesh tentacles away with ease. Her jaw opened wide, and she was a moment away from taking a bite of the flying flesh.

But before Maharaja could get a snack, Luminous flew in and burned away all of the tentacles with a blinding laser beam, generating enough heat to flash evaporate even Nyar’s unnaturally durable flesh.

“NYAAA!” Maharaja cried as she saw her snack get evaporated and grabbed by the neck, taking a chomp out of her thigh. Luminous growled and rolled away, but no one saw or noticed anything because they couldn’t even look at her with how bright she was.

Tiamat landed beside Luminous and helped pick her up. She then growled at her. “Maharaja can eat the flesh of her enemies to get a temporary boost. Don’t get between her and her meals, she’ll eat you.” She had never fought in the same battlefield as Maharaja, so she never knew about that.

Of course, the horror himself, Nyar, was unscathed and wanted to get away from them a bit to pick them off one by one. To his luck, one of the challengers was brave enough to face him head-on, and she was as mean as he expected.

From Nyar’s shadow that was cast by Luminous’s light, Linda emerged and cut his escape path, glaring down at him with a disgusted glare. The shadows around them danced, and both got shrouded in darkness, only leaving their eyes burning. Linda’s burning red eyes and Nyar’s flashing green ones, flickered for a moment and then disappeared.

Nyar swung his fist at her face and ripped her jaw off. She then reversed time a moment into the past, dodged that attack, and slapped him across the face. He threw a kick at her guts, and she dodged by skipping a few moments into the future, and then erased that time, causing a shockwave in reality that tore Nyar’s tentacle leg off.

Now looking closer, he looked more like an octopus man; his upper half was that of a vague humanoid shape, and his lower half was just a swarm of writhing tentacles. She immediately tried to jump back in time to before he and she started fighting to get an advantage, only to get jolted and pinned in time.

She didn’t expect it, but Nyar was just like her, and he could affect the flow of time. No, that wasn’t it. Time and space are concepts that were made with the universe, and Nyar predated that. Without the overgod’s authority holding the universe, they can’t bind the abomination to the laws of time and space inside it anymore.

At that moment, Linda was stunned and about to have her head cleaved from her torso with one of Nyar’s tentacles. She could only think of one thing: where in hell is her mother? The draconic queens should be around. Where are they? Where is Hati? Where is everyone else who has enough power to resist this thing?

She wouldn’t blame Aella or Gamond for benching this fight; they can’t help because they aren’t fast enough. They’ll just be targets to be picked up by Nyar. In fact, she would be enraged if she saw someone like Merida or Eris jump in. Eris, for example, has more raw power than her since she is a goddess, but Linda was much faster thanks to her time magic.

Luckily, Baal swooped in and saved her, quickly pushing her aside and blocking the hit with his wings. He won’t let Nyar harm any of Arad’s wives, because right now, they are no longer normal people. They are the wives of the Overgod, and Baal would be damned to let them die here.

Wait, damned?

Nyar smiled, and more attacks came raining down at Baal. “Aren’t you a bit too naïve for an AO Archon?”

Baal didn’t reply because speaking to the parasite was useless. Before the attacks could reach him, they were all cut or punched down, and between Baal and Nyar, two people appeared Kayden in his demonic form and Kali.

“Damnable dog!” Kayden growled, and Baal flinched in the back, looking around in confusion. Something was off.

Just like her, when turning fully demonic, Kayden looked terrifying. A six-armed, grey-skinned, six-eyed, harrowing demon with six destruction swords, each made of his own flesh. Kali and Kayden jumped Nyar. She punched the abomination so hard that each of her hits turned his flesh into mist, and Kayden cut even the mist to ash.

By that time, Tiamat and Maharaja had finished preparing, and Tiamat put the sacrificed souls she asked Alice about to good use. The chains of hell burst out of the ground and pinned Nyar to the ground. He glared at them and then laughed.

“Damn it! Stay still!” Tiamat growled as Nyar struggled, and Baal flew into the sky to try to find out what was going on.

“Do you think hell can chain me down? Dream on!” He grabbed one of the chains and tore it to pieces. As expected, hell can’t bind what doesn’t belong in the universe, but it can slow them down.

“Damn it! He is trying to escape.” Luminous growled, but then, Nyar smiled.

“Tell me? What are you doing here?” He glared at nothing, but from them, a woman’s giggles boomed out. Baal finally saw her, and he didn’t know whether to be happy or angry.

Damnation formed from the void, a dark shadow of pure nothing stood there. “Oh? I got a new daddy, and one that I like a lot.”