The dragon's harem

The archon could see Aradʼs shadow, an image of him turning back and punching her divine cleaver away… This was one of the abilities she gained from Yog: the power to see the moves of her opponents before they do them.

Seeing her{An Archon} divine cleaver get punched away was shocking enough…but what made her almost shit herself is that she saw another image of Arad spinning around with a round kick, another one with him pulling her down with gravity magic, another with him exploding into fire, another with his dodging and punching her, another with jumping back and smacking her with his back, and even one where pure darkness exploded from him and swallows her whole.

Her power should allow her to see the targetʼs next move… what she couldnʼt understand is why she sees multiple images of Aradʼs next move… even the gods only have one. But as she thought, her flashing sword was already close to his flesh. Whatever the result is, she has still seen them all and would only need to adapt.

CRACK! Arad suddenly disappeared from her vision, and she felt something heavy smack into her left wings and arm, crushing them. Arad was already behind her back and had swung his right arm at her left side, shattering her right arm and ribs with enough force to send her violently spinning through the air.

The pseudo-demon lord lunged at Arad, blinded by rage, swinging her fist at a speed that would make everyone shudder. Such a deadly charge, not even true demon lords would dare take her head on. But instead of punching Arad, she ended up kissing the sole of his foot as he kicked her in the face, sending her flying back with a broken neck and caved face.

This had given the archdevil enough time to call upon the power of the nine hells. She floated in fire and put her hand together, ”PUNISH THE SINNERS! THIS MORTAL FOOL HAD DARED TO HARM AN ANGEL!”

A massive, 10-kilometer tall bone gate appeared out of nowhere, its massive doors were made of the rotten skeletons of titans and dried leather of humanoids. The smell alone was so foul that it made the girls watching puke.

”Thatʼs…” Matilda held her nose shut, her guts twisting from the horrid smell. Sheʼd rather swim in the sewers and gargle their water than get anywhere near that gate.

”The gate of the hells. Itʼs what appears to cast sinners into eternal damnation.” Kali replied, ”Not even the gods can resist its power.”

The moment the gate started to open and an even fouler stench rushed out, the girls started crying and ran to hide behind Kali. Even when her barriers had quelled the smell, almost all of them started eating the dirt from the ground, trying to clench their throat of what they smelled. The only two who remained fine were Sara, who is a devil, and Eris who once went to the hells and came back.

Obsidian chains emerged from the gate, thousands of them, and they all flew at Arad, wrapping around his body and clipping into his bones. The massive chain rings wrapped around his forearms, the bones passing right through the rings. Each one of his ribs got multiple chains, and so did his legs and neck, one even grabbed into his lower jaw.

The chains slowly pulled him up and into the hells, slowly closing with a loud roar. The archdevil sighed. It was done. None can resist hell itself. But something was already odd, the gate usually disappeared the moment the doors closed to avoid further contamination of the mortal world with hellʼs toxic air.

”POOR DEVIL!” A voice boomed from the hell gate as the eyes of the titan skeletons burned with a flash of red light. ”WHAT AN OUTRAGEOUS THING HAVE YOU CAST INTO ME!”

BANG! BANG! Loud banging could be heard from inside the gate, and suddenly a beam of pure white light burst out with a roar so loud that the devilʼs eyes and ears bled. The gate shattered, and the beam flew into the horizon, exploding into a massive sea of fire that cracked the crust of the world.

The archdevil watched helplessly as Arad walked out of the shattered gate, pulling the chains out of his flesh as if they were mere cactus needles. He stared at her for a second, and in the next second, her vision blurred as he smacked her to the ground with a dropkick.

With his foot still on her head, he growled, ”How am I supposed to face Merlin smelling like hell?” He then washed his whole body with a surge of the void and pulled a small bottle of pine perfume that he had made, and poured it over his head and shoulders.