The dragon's harem

Chapter 1003: Which Is Better?



The bullet bounced off the nictitating membrane of the dragon's left eye, barely scratching it. Even so, it felt just as painful and annoying as when a mosquito found its way into the eye of a fast-riding human.

That flinch and the sting was enough for him to change his target instinctively. With a swift jump, he flew past Echidna, swinging his fist at Ann. "Are you even human?" He couldn't believe that a little human girl managed to snipe his eyes and with a shitty-looking rifle no less.

At that moment, Mesharra jumped in, punching the dragon's wrist with all her might. She pushed the punch away from Ann, but that had cost her her knuckles. Punching the dragon barehanded felt like punching solid steel...no, solid Brass...this bastard is an ancient brass dragon.

From the inner depths of the warship and through a door that smacked open, tens of wooden spikes flew out at a blinding speed, aiming at the dragon's vital organs. His glowing eyes looked to the side, seeing the wood approaching him in slow motion.

Wood can't scratch brass, his scales should easily deflect it...no, they won't try something so useless...He swung his fists, shattering the wooden spikes one after another with swift and acrobatic moves. When he slashed some with his claws he noticed that his claws had dulled a bit, as if he was cutting steel and not wood.

Plum flew out of the inside of the ship with a wooden chair in her hand, that was the one inside. She swung at the dragon's head, but he swung back at her. At the last moment, she used her size magic to shrink herself and the chair, slipping between the dragon's claws before enlarging the chair back and hitting him in the face.

"All or nothing!" Echidna smacked her hands on the ground, [Forgotten Time] The large wooden and steel warship cracked, and plants and vines started growing from every crack of it until the deck looked like a wild jungle.

[Forgotten Time] is a temporary curse that turns something into the state that it should be in if it was forgotten for a long time. Echidna knew that she couldn't beat the dragon, Mesharra couldn't even keep him at bay without her armor and weapons, and Plum didn't have any plants or trees to fight with here in the middle of the ocean.

Plum wasn't as evil as Echidna, she would never risk the lives of everyone else in the warship, even if she were to die she wouldn't use the warship's wooden frame to fight. But if Echidna was the one to deliver the blow, Plum would have no reason to hold back.

The warship already sinking thanks to Echidna's curse and the massive outgrowth of plants and trees everywhere. Plum growled, "You witch!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Plum shifted into a humanoid size and jumped at the dragon, swinging a clenched fist, covered in wooden armor.

The dragon deflected her punch but a kick flew soon after, hitting him in the face. Those moves didn't belong to a being that lived for a few decades or centuries, this fairy is old, and she had survived far more battles than he did. He outclasses her in raw strength and speed, but she outclasses him in technique. As their hand-to-hand clash grew hotter, Mesharra jumped in swinging a fist at the dragon's face.

He dodged her strike while using his strength superiority to power through one of Plum's kicks. "Annoying!" He growled, glaring at Mesharra as he swung a blinding fist at her chest.

Mesharra was fast enough to react, lifting a cross-guard up and attempting to block the hit, but the moment the fist hit her guard, she could feel a powerful shockwave travels through her whole body. Blood was forced out of her mouth, ears, and nose as what was inside her bowels emptied from below, the only thing she could hear was the sound of her ribs cracking as the world flashed before her eyes.

With a blast, she was punched all the way to the shore; her soul barely hanging down to her flesh. That had felt like taking a cannon to the stomach, such an impact, that dragon wasn't someone they should fight like this...

"A human took my fist on her bare flesh and remained in one piece? Alive?" He couldn't believe his eyes, "I'm an ancient dragon!" He didn't know whether it was due to luck ora result of Mesharra's own durability and power, but one thing was clear to him. She shouldn't be allowed to live and grow stronger, a human with her power could turn evil and threaten the whole world.

As he was preparing to lung straight at Mesharra, ignoring everyone else until he killed her. Something came flying toward his face.

BANG! A bullet hit the dragon right in the eye, and when he looked it was Ann again. The little girl was giving him the creeps, how in the hell can she hit him? He's moving fast enough that most humans won't even be able to see him move. This warship was filled with trained Marines and armed war veterans, yet no one of them had managed to meaningfully react to him or fight back.

Mesharra survives his punch, and this little girl surpasses human reaction speed like it's nothing, the little one has even hit his left eye again, she's aiming for the same spot to damage it. One in a thousand, no, in a million years could pass without a single human being born with their talent, yet he's now facing two.

He smacked his foot on the ground, [Vospell] A circle of light appeared around Ann and she gasped, looking around with a confused expression on her face. She had never seen such magic before and was taken off guard by it.

[Vospell] was a unique spell that he created, its effect was simple, it only worked once a day and would teleport anything that fit in a meter radius to his lair no matter what it was. In the blink of an eye, Ann found herself in a somewhat dark cave far beneath the surface, the lair of that brass dragon.

Brass dragons usually swim to the depths of the sea and look for caves there, which they would expand to build their lairs and fill them with air and their hoard. Such a lair provides amazing defensive capabilities against intruders which makes it perfect for raising their

young.

Standing right behind Ann was a massive adult brass drakaina. She stared down at her, "Was he fighting? And such a cute little girl with an eyepatch?" She prowled around Ann, "But...if he sent you here that means he deemed you evil, and the battle is holding enough of his claws that he can't deal with you."

She extended her claws, "You're stuck here with me, little girl. I'll make it quick and gentle. Don't resist for your own good."

Ann didn't even move, she kept glaring forward with an expressionless face, her one eye fixated on the tip of her rifle. "It was supposed to be just a sad father and daughter story..."

She mumbled, lifting her rifle.

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Upon the warship, Plum and Echidna charged at the brass dragon to try and stop him. They knew that wherever he sent Ann, she wouldn't survive for long. They must finish him in seconds and find her before it's all too late. They must find Arad and save him as well, the mission granted to them by Yog is falling apart and they can't do anything about it.

The dragon managed to slip between Echidna and Plum, leaping toward the shore with a powerful jump assist by his brass wings that just grew out of his back.

Thud! A hand grabbed him by the neck, he looked back and saw Plum's arm extending over a hundred meters to him. "What are you made from?!"

Plum at the same time grew her other arm far larger and grabbed Echidna and Mary, throwing them all the way toward Mesharra to heal her before she could die. At the same time, she pulled the brass dragon toward her and kicked him into the ocean.

He swam to the surface and looked at the sky, seeing a titanic barefoot falling down on him.

He shifted to his draconic form to try and fight back, but even in his draconic form, he could fit right beneath her foot. Plum was towering over the shores, her body burning with mystical green magic as her eyes dripped mana and her head touched the clouds.

"Dragon, don't underestimate the fairies." She pushed him deep into the sea with her foot, trying to use the change in pressure to kill him.

The ship rapidly turned back to normal as Echidna's curse faded away, she's now far enough for that to happen. At the same time, Jack who stood on the deck looked at the sky, "That's gotta be the thickest ass I've ever seen."

His assistant Lacy pulled him by the arm, "That's an illusion, mines are bigger, now come with me to steer the damned ship."

"Literal mountains..." he mumbled as Lacy dragged him to the captain's quarter where they started steering the ship backward to avoid the ongoing battle. Lacy looked around and the ship's captain was busy running around trying to get the terrified soldiers back in order. None of them had ever felt the fearful presence of a dragon, let alone had experienced being almost stomped down by a titan.

"Move! MOVE!" The captain shook two of his assistants, the ones responsible for operating the ship's engine. "We can only move with the first gear! Go shift it to the fifth before she

steps on us!"

"Is that a bad thing?" One looked at him with a still dumbfounded face. And two more agreed with him, one adding, "I rather she fell on us, with her butt..."

The captain's head turned into a boiling tomato from rage as he swung his fist at one of them, "Get the fuck moving or I'll rip your balls out!"

As the marines rushed back to do their duty, the captain joined Jack on the steering wheels as he took command of the back fins and the throttle. "Going back, full blast!" He growled. "Then I'm steering out of the way!" Jack replied with a smile on his face as he spun the wheel. "Captain, be honest with me, which is better. Steps on us, or sits on us?"

The captain glared at him, but couldn't scream, this is the prince. "Neither, boobs." "Shit man, I was talking about what could kill us faster. You horny as those soldiers?" Jack

laughed at him and the captain finally snapped, "You son of a..." But at the last moment, he managed to hold his tongue.