Chapter 464 The Dragon's Heist: A Devil's Will.
To beat an A-rank monster, you usually need one A-rank adventurer. But, sadly isn't the case when talking about S-rank monsters. A whole S-rank party is needed to slay one. And even more when talking about restraining the monster.
The strongest of the dragons are the time, prismatic, and void dragons that rule the main elements of nature. The time, light, and the void that hold the universe together.
Even their wyrmlings are extremely dangerous due to the nature of their elements, and the young ones are counted as S-rank monsters. Arad Orion being a young void dragon is classified as such, a special case monster that shouldn't be faced without preparations.
Throughout the ages, and due to their weakness, Humans developed a clever way of dealing with the apex predators of the world, only using their wits. A strategy that allowed them to sit, and sip on wine as the powerhouses of the world died with ease.
That strategy was, pitting S-rank monsters against each other to fight, then killing them when they were weak.
"Let her out!" Alphonse shouted as black lightning raged from Amolis's body.
Amolis stood, the hole in his chest already stopped bleeding as he clenched his fist. Black lightning sparked from his hair and to his back. His eyes were fully white as he stared at Arad.
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Back in the city, Aella flew across the city, searching for survivors as she sniped down every undead she saw. After a few minutes, she noticed a misty haze similar to what was around Arad's house covering the central park of the city.
"Don't tell me those undead have another trick?" She growled.
"No," Zephyr smiled, "She's fully born, that Nymph," She pointed at the large tree in the middle of the part, "Look,"
Aella stared, squinting her eyes, and could see a woman covered in black leaves sitting on the tree branches, singing as the people took refuge around it.
"Thank goodness, with her here I can fly to Arad." Aella turned toward the fort, ready to fly but soon froze, her knees shaking as curses washed over the city. Her hair stood from the static electricity as she gasped, "What's this?"
"A lightning devil, probably as strong as me if not more. We need to hurry before it kills everyone," Zephyr gasped, knowing she might be the only one able to stop the devil by going all out on it.
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"Your smile pisses me off," Amolis said in a woman's voice. A black lightning bolt blitzed at Arad, striking his head.
Arad lifted his hands, his face healing as his muscles twitched. The devil in front of him oozed with curses, and he must kill it before Doma sniffed it and woke up.
From his stomach, Arad pulled the stone greatsword he took from Doma's father. Lying the blade on his shoulder, he smiled as the void rushed through the stones.
"Finally getting serious? I like your kind," Amolis smiled, lifting his hand up as a lightning spear formed between his fingers. [Lanza de Relampago]
Arad took one step forward, and Amolis disappeared from his sight.
CLANG! As fast as lightning, Amolis smacked Arad's face with his lightning spear shaft in the face, ripping his lower jaw apart and sending his body blasting through the fort's walls and into the outer garden.
"Last time you only fought a rampaging Amolis using a shred of my power. Don't get arrogant, dragon." The devil smiled, lightning crackling across the whole fort.
Arad flew into the garden, his body rolling on the ground as the devil appeared above him with a grin on her face. Amolis's body already started shifting to resemble her with a long lightning tail, two horns, and a glowing body of black lightning.
ROAR! Arad roared, swinging his sword at her, but she dodged with ease, grabbing him by the face and flying into the forest where they could fight with ease, all the way dragging his head on the ground, trying to force the witch inside him to come out.
As they reached the forest, she threw Arad across the trees as she watched him come to a halt on a stone, bleeding.
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CRACKLE! As Aella flew toward the fort as fast as she could, she could see a massive black lighting bolt blitzing from the fort, slithered with Arad's magic.
"We're late! Arad is already fighting the devil!" Zephyr shouted, "He's going to die if you don't hurry,"
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"Void dragon, you might be strong in this world, but compared to the suffering of the hells, you're far too naive." She smiled, "They are built to torture everyone, including you and the gods. There is no way a devil from the lower layers of hell would lose to a softling raised in this world."
Arad's body expanded as he transformed into his draconic form, his roar shaking the whole capital.
CRACKLE! The devil disappeared once again, appearing beside Arad's chest and touching him with her hand. "With enough voltage, lighting can jump through gaps no matter how large."
CLAP! With a thunderclap, black lighting covered Arad's body as it jumped over his void protection and reached deep into his organs.
ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRR! Arad roared, his body frozen from the electrical interference the lightning had with his nerves.
"My curse is simple, people give me an offering and I kill their target with a lightning strike from the sky. I'm here to fulfill such a contract, to strike the witch inside you with a bolt." Another lightning bolt fell from the sky, striking Arad.
Arad's body fell on the ground, smoking as it shrunk into a humanoid form. He stood, tattoos emerging on his body as he fixed his hair. "That bastard Vars, and you as well, the devil." Doma growled, "The fuck happened."
"The great witch in person, or should I say in soul?" The devil smiled, "You're lucky my friend Amolis asked me to help get you out. You better be thankful,"
"Your friend, more like a slaver keeping you caged, the devil." Doma stared at her with a mocking smile, "Do you want me to free you? A thank for helping Arad,"
"Free me? Nah, thank you," The devil shook her head.
"Do you have your own plane, or have the humans broken you already?" Doma stared at her, "Where is your pride? You devils are proud, right?"
"The humans broke me? Jokes on them, I would lick Amolis's feet for the rest of my life if it meant not going back to hell. You know how horrid that place is..." The devil's aura faded as she went back into Amolis's body, sealing herself once again.
Thud! Amolis fell on his face, the hole in his chest clogged.
Doma stared at him in Arad's body, "How intriguing," she looked up, seeing Aella rushing toward her. "Good, someone to take care of this dead weight."
She cracked her neck. "The spell chaining Arad's soul can be broken if I manage to deal any damage to Vars," She looked at the fort with a smile, "I will only break the binding and let him deal with the rest, he must learn not to fall for tricks like this again." She lifted her hands with a smile. [Void Step]
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Thud! Aella landed, looking around for Arad or the devil but she found no traces, only the unconscious Amolis on the ground. "Where did they go?"
"The devil is sealed inside his body, and I sense Doma's curses around, she was here a moment ago," Zephyr replied, "We should take him to the fort or find a healer,"
"Arad's safety comes first," Aella replied, ready to leave Amolis there to die and rush toward Arad.
"Doma should have sensed us coming, she must have left us to deal with this one. We sure don't want him dying and having that devil out again." Zephyr stared at her and Aella sighed, "Fine, we send him to Lydia first."
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ZON! Doma teleported directly to Vars with [Void Step] She landed in the vault with a passive face as she looked around. Meimei was lying on the ground unconscious with a hole in her stomach, Jogan who was freshly healed stood in the corner, gasping for air as he bled from a lost arm. Keno was nowhere to be seen and Eris panted as she leaned on her plasma spear, clouds of necrotic rot eating at her back.
In the middle of the room, Vars stood with Alphonse levitating in front of him. "General, I already knew how you fight, and that you can't go all out with people around you. Your paladin's oath prevents you from killing people you believe are innocent, even if that was as collateral damage from your full-power smites." Vars giggled.
Vars slowly turned his head, looking at Doma. "As expected, you would take control of Arad from me in the blink of an eye. The old witch is unfair, isn't she?"
"It was smart of you to use Gojo as a basis to study void dragons and create a spell powerful enough to dominate one, albeit merely a young one." She smiled.
"They are monsters. We mortals sacrifice everything, even our lives, cursing our souls to death and barely attaining any power, yet those dragons are born proud and strong. Do you think that's fair?" Vars stared at her.
"It isn't fair, but that's what makes stepping on them fun," She smiled.
"What makes it fun, you say," Vars looked toward the cube where Gojo was sealed.
"Gojo is pissed," Doma said with a smile, "No matter where you would run, he would chase and rip you apart."
"I would love to see him try, mortals can't reach me after I attuned to the murder artifact. I have the power to kill anyone with my mere words, death itself runs from me." Vars smiled, the artifact they were seeking already attuned to his body.
"Then, let me teach a lesson with the power of a mere mortal, self-acclaimed demi-god." Doma smiled, disappearing from Vars's view.
SLAP! Vars could feel his soul's sake as Doma slapped him in the face, sending his body spinning in the air.
"All those people you killed still curse you after death, do you think power attained from that can be stable? You fool," She stared down at him, not impressed.
Vars glared at her, his eyes bloodied red. "DIE!" [Power word: Kill] A strange word came out of his mouth like thunder.
Doma stared at him, "Who do you think you are to order me to die?" She glared at him, unaffected by the spell.
"Impossible! It should kill anything!" Vars cried.
"I already gave you a small hit, and Arad is dying to come rip you apart. I will leave you to him," With a smile, the tattoos around Arad's body disappeared.
"VARS!" Arad growled, void gushing out of his eyes.
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