The dragon's harem

Chapter 670 Palace Of Stars

“Don’t let them merge!” Alony screamed, and all of his controlled minions rushed to stop Arad, but they got outmaneuvered. He teleported past them with a void step, teaching his clone.

[Void Expansion:…]

Arad’s void evolves alongside him. The older he grows, the better his control and dominion over it becomes.

The two clones merged together, flashing in a brilliant light.

Arad had three types of expansion he could unleash.

The devouring void that was the most basic one, digesting matter with his stomach. The elemental expansion where he uses his void to conjure a massive amount of an element by manipulating matter around, and then the last one, the accursed pillar that kills by summoning the massive tower of cursed metal he got from Lilia, the archmage of the mage’s tower.

Arad’s void expanded far beyond what it could before, reaching a radius of 40km[Around 25 miles] ten times what was possible before. It engulfed a massive chunk of Dis and sucked Alony and all of his minions in the blink of an eye.

Unlike before, this time Arad’s void wasn’t empty, but instead filled with gas, hydrogen to be exact. It was the first, and only matter he could create now as he was fresh out of evolution, but, it wasn’t him merely using what he could.

The arrogance of dragons was great, and that of the magic dragons even greater. They are the ones who ruled over time, void, and light itself, each of them was a monster unfit for the world due to how absurd they could go. A time dragon traveling to the past to kill his enemies as they are born, a light dragon punching with infinite power as it flies at the ceiling of speed, and void dragons…

Till this point, there are two existences that Arad could think of, the flame goddess who sent the [Ho-white Nova] at him, the spell of massive destruction that terrified him to the bones. And his wife, Eris whom he can trade blows in combat.

He had already compressed a weak version of [Ho-white Nova] on his own before, but now he could do it better.

The hydrogen gas in Arad’s stomach started spinning around multiple small points, compressing with the help of his gravity magic. Instead of trying to compress any matter that was in his stomach, which was hard to achieve, compressing the simple hydrogen gas he creates now was far easier and simpler.

The devils stared blankly at the void as the gas heated up, glowing brightly as it grew denser, unleashing waves of scorching heat that put the second layer of hell to shame.

BOOM! The compressed gas exploded as it reached a critical point, forming several tiny [Ho-white Nova] around Arad, who floated in his draconic from between them, holding his hands together.

[…Palace of Stars]

The insane gravity of the newly formed stars pulled the devils toward them while the heat cooked them alive, the void shredding their flesh apart like a meat grinder dicing them like roasted brisket. As to not waste any, they got digested by Arad’s stomach each time they revived, fueling the engine of the void dragon oven.

CRACK! Arad grabbed the screaming Alony in his claw, “Your minions’ flesh isn’t enough to sustain this expansion,” Arad said, flapping his wings and flying around Dis with his expansion, devouring the layer to keep burning the devils over and over. .

“YOU! HELL WOULD MAKE YOU PAY! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN FEND THE THIRD LAYER DEVILS!” Alony cried as he got cooked alive, eaten, revived then cooked and eaten again, over and over.

“Let them come,” Arad glared at him. “Your curse is powerful, giving you the ability to steal other people’s powers. But that’s your weakness,” Arad said, “Stolen power, granted power, system’s power, all of them aren’t your own. They are merely gifted to you by other people. It can be stolen, or robbed back. You aren’t adapted to it, and you can’t develop or modify it to fit situations. You’re merely a faker, hiding behind other people’s power. A devil only has petty tricks, after all,”

The disturbing intellect Alony felt staring at Arad’s eyes before was clear to him now, this creature ahead of him was learning, observing, and adapting. He before managed to hit Arad and smack him into the ceiling of Dis, he felt happy about the achievement, but he was wrong.

Any attack, curse, spell, or move that he showed to Arad and didn’t kill him with was getting funneled into Arad’s draconic brain, analyzed, and engraved into his memory.

“A monster that shouldn’t have been born into the world,” Alony growled.

****

Thud! About two hours later, Arad landed in Merlin’s lab, walking out of a hell gate naked as he entered hell. Gojo was sitting there on the couch, “You’re back?” He looked at him with a smile, “Put some clothes on, human find it strange to walk like that,” He said.

Arad looked down, “Sorry, didn’t notice,” In the blink of an eye, clothes engulfed his body, a large pair of black pants and a tight black shirt.

“It’s only natural. Dragons don’t wear clothes in their true form. Clothes and armor are merely the human’s way of mimicking a fraction of our scale’s power,” He stood, “So, I assume the devil is dealt with?”

“I killed and ate him over and over until he released the contract on Roberta and her mother,” Arad replied, “He tasted like a rotisserie chicken. But a bit acidic from hell.”

“To your health,” Gojo smiled, “But, don’t forget to drop the women onto the church for healing. I’m sure they are quite injured,”

“You’re right,” Arad nodded, about to teleport.

“Ah! What about!” He gasped.

“Don’t worry. I put the black flames burning Eris out and she already healed, and Merlin survived thanks to a contingency spell that she made. She’s asleep in the back room,” Gojo pointed with his thumb.

ZON! The two of them teleported to the church, appearing right in the middle of the prayer hall. The nuns cried as they saw the two brothers appear.

“KYA!” One of them cried, jumping back as she saw Gojo. “You! W-what brought you here? Swindler!”

“What?” Gojo stared at her, confused.

“You’re right! It’s him, the swindler devil!” The other nuns cried, moving away with red faces. Gojo didn’t know how many women thirst over him in Alina, and since he left for the north, the church got countless of women consulting about having a crush on a white-haired man that suddenly disappeared.

“You,” Arad approached one of the nuns, looking at her face, but to her, it was a sharp glare. She barely reached 4’11, and he was 7 feet. She couldn’t reach his chest as she looked up at his face, “I have people that need healing. Hurry,”

Hearing his deep voice, she could only slowly back away. Even though Arad didn’t do anything beyond asking for help, she only found him intimidating.

Arad pulled Roberta and Lydia from his stomach, but he couldn’t pull the mother out. He blinked for a second before realizing that unlike Roberta and Lydia, Roberta’s mother had already died, and what he took from hell was only her soul.

“Lydia!” The nuns gasped, rushing to heal her and Roberta, “Where did you get them? What monster did this?”

“I pulled them out of hell,” Arad replied.

“We know the situation is bad, but where did you get them?” One asked again.

“Hell,” Arad said with a straight face.

“Don’t describe it? Was it a fire monster? A poison one, what was it?” The nun asked once more.

“As I said, I pulled them out of hell,” Arad said once more.

“Forget it,” The nun looked away, “Let’s focus on healing,” As Arad sat on the church’s chairs with Gojo, the nun stole a glance at him.

“Why doesn’t he want to say where they got injured like this? I can see acid, burn marks, and even some traces of curses,” She mumbled, “I want to press him for answers…” Her eyes stopped at Arad’s massive arms. “Adventurers can get violent quickly. I probably shouldn’t.”

After only a few minutes, the two woke up. “What happened?” Roberta asked.

“That devil!” Lydia growled, holy magic crackling from her body. Then pausing for a second as she felt it was a bit strange…

“I beat him up until he released you,” Arad said, sitting on the church chair, “He won’t bother you ever again,” He sighed. Sadly, devils can’t be killed in hell as they’ll infinitely regenerate. Without any simple way to force him out of hell where Doma could destroy his soul. A true kill wasn’t possible.

Arad stood, “Let’s go,” He said, “Everyone should be worried,”

Roberta looked at him, “Can I go look at my father first?”

“Of course,” Arad replied.

“Sorry, but if the devil managed to get me, I can’t think of another way other than going through the business using father,” She added.

“How about you?” Arad looked at Lydia.

“I’ll go on my own,” She looked at her, “Something feels off and I want to test it,”

“Got it,” Arad replied, grabbing Roberta by the hand and teleporting away.

Gojo waved his hand to the nuns, “See you later,” He teleported away.

“That fiend!” They growled, blushing.

Thud! Arad and Roberta landed in her shop, immediately seeing Geralt shaking the woman at the desk. “What gotten into you, reply,” He could barely move or talk, yet he growled at her.

Roberta rushed toward him, “What happened?” She asked.

“Where have you been?” Geralt looked at her and at Arad, “I don’t know what happened to the girl. Customers complained of her standing like a doll, and here she is,”

Arad looked at her, she was still alive and breathing but remained still as if zoned out. He sighed, “It’s that devil’s curse. Must’ve got her in a contract,”

“Is that how he got me?” Roberta growled.

“I’ll be back,” Arad turned.

“Where are you going?” She gasped. “Wait! What’s this devil talk?” Geralt stared at them. “Long story.” Roberta looked at her father.

“I’ll go see if Merlin is awake and can open a hell gate.” Arad replied, “I’ll give that devil a second beating until he releases her,” He smiled.

“You just fought him! You’re exhausted, you can’t risk it,”

“N’ah, I’d win,” He teleported to Merlin’s tower.

An hour later, the girl woke up.