The dragon's harem

Chapter 625 Clash of Dragons

Eris pointed at Arad with two fingers, [Purple Sun Burst] A fist-sized ball of plasma shot forth, flying toward Arad at an incredible speed.

Arad bent forward, fire gushing from his back and beneath his feet as he burst forward with one leap, using his innate magic to remove the void from the air ahead of him, pulling himself forward at even greater speed. He zapped beneath the purple sun, letting her burst behind his back as he threw a blinding fast fist at Erisʼs face.

Erisʼs left eye flashed red at the last moment, [Eye Burst] And Aradʼs eyes exploded, the blood in them raging and ripping them into pieces. But even with that, he wasnʼt fazed, his fist kept flying toward Erisʼs face.

Eris didnʼt want to stop his attack. She got hit in the nose with his punch, her head recoiling back. She wanted him to not see the next attack coming.

She twisted her torso, swinging her foot up and hitting Aradʼs neck at full force. [Divine Smite]

Eris could feel Aradʼs neck crack on her ankle, seeing his head jolt as a blinding flash of light exploded with a clap from her foot, shaking his whole body from head to toe.

Aradʼs body started flying away from the powerful impact, but he lifted his left hand, catching Erisʼs foot that was pushing against his neck before he could get flung away, pulling her with him.

Eris gasped, ^Impossible! That didnʼt push him to the second phase?^

”Nice kick, but an indirect hit wonʼt take me down,” Arad pointed at her stomach with a finger.

BAM! A burst of water exploded from his finger, blasting her to the other side of the room. ”I donʼt have that many non-lethal attacks, but I do have a ton of water stored in my stomach.”

Arad took a step forward, his body glowing faintly purple with his eyes already healed.

”What did you do?” Eris glowed, drenched wet as she barely stood, her white dress sticking to her body, half-transparent. But it instantly dried from the heat generated by her body.

”Barrier and gravity magic,” Arad pointed at his neck, ”I formed a layer of gravity that pushes physical objects away from me if they got too close. Your kick never reached me,”

”But the burst hit you,” Eris smiled, ”Youʼre a vampire. You canʼt tank that for long,”

”I can tank four indirect hits,” Arad looked at her, his fists resting on his hip, ”You got one indirect hit, three more to go before you force me into half-dragon form.”

CRACKLE! Lightning crackled from Erisʼs back as fire burst from her arms reaching to her hair, quickly mixing together into a veil of purple plasma. She took a stance, holy magic flowing up from her toes to her hip and chest. The two energies got mixed together, sending rays of light everywhere as she lunged forward.

”Is it hard to use your vampiric powers with holy magic active?” Aradʼs upper clothes disappeared, leaving his torso exposed. He didnʼt want to destroy Meridaʼs clothes with his wings. Heʼs certain Eris would at least push him that far.

Arad took a step forward, stomping the ground with his whole weight as he clenched his fist, engulfing it in the void. Upon swinging it, the void erased the air, releasing a shockwave that pulled more air in than exploded.

^Another big attack with a wide telegraph, is he messing around, understimating me?^ Eris waved her hand, and countless blood spikes burst from the ground, forcing Arad to dodge to the side.

She used that chance to slip between the spikes, swinging her palm at his side, her nails glew with plasma and holy magic, sending bursts of light.

^The second hit,^

ZON! Arad disappeared at the last moment, completely evading her strike. Eris gasped, realizing she made a huge mistake.

Arad pulled her by the hair, turned her around, and punched her in the face, sending her flying. But before she got far, he teleported in her way and kicked her up into the ceiling.

She smacked into the ceiling, and Arad pulled her back down with gravity, unleashing a barrage of punches on her, too fast for her to dodge.

^Those big attacks, he was baiting me. I was the one underestimating his skills. I need him to stop holding back. His lethal attacks are easier to predict and dodge than those crafty ones.^

[Divine Surge]

Erisʼs body flashed with holy magic, lightning-like a lamp as she released a powerful burst, forcing Arad to get away. A second hit got delivered and he stared at his hand, seeing sparks of holy magic crackling.

”Not bad,” Arad smiled, looking forward, but the only thing he could see was Erisʼs bare foot in front of his nose.

He dodged, but she immediately shifted into a dropkick, hitting him in the shoulder. ^I blocked it with gravity, but itʼs still a third undirect hit. I barely have a quarter of my HP left thanks to the holy magic,^ His eyes shifted toward Erisʼs foot, seeing her toenails smoking with sparks of plasma gushing out of them. ^That is what accelerated the drop kick,^

Arad lunged back to get some distance away, but Eris didnʼt let him go. Lunging alongside him, she wrapped her legs around his neck, sitting on his throat and glaring down at his face sitting between her thighs.

Arad gasped, protecting his body from direct contact with gravity, but he couldnʼt be more vulnerable than this.

She clenched her fists, swinging at his nose. [Divine Smite] Her fist dropped his head to the ground, drilling it to the ground with a massive blast.

Eris lunged back, looking at the smoke, ^That was the fourth hit. He should be shifting,^

The smoke cleared, and she could see Arad lying on the ground, motionless. To think that his base form gave most people a hard time, and even A-ranks couldnʼt keep up with it, but now she had taken it down relatively easily.

Arad started laughing, two massive black wings burst from his back as horns emerged on his head. The massive tail erecting off his lower back helped his body stand facing Eris.

His arms got covered with scales up to the elbows and his nails turned to claws. He shook his legs, sucking his shoes back to his stomach as his feet shifted as well, the scales reaching his knees with claws digging into the ground.

”I like your black toenails,” Arad looked at her, ”Were you casting magic from them just now,” He pointed at her feet and then hands, ”Do you know what that means?”

”It doesnʼt make a difference to you, does it?” She tapped her feet on the ground, plasma crackling from her toenails to her fingernails, arcing with holy and blood magic.