Becoming the Wasteland Overlord With My Harem System!-Chapter 268: Something Everyone Missed
"That’s...!"
Axel instantly recognized the bullet she had used.
It wasn’t the same holy bullet from earlier that had undone the curse on the girls. Instead, it was a different variant—a purifying bullet!
Bellachrona’s mouth fell open in disbelief, not expecting such a simple object could completely neutralize Fafnir’s prized domain. Yet, the results were right before her eyes.
There was no mistaking it!
Eve had countered the evil dragon’s move without even lifting a finger!
This was a beneficial development, as it meant one less concern to worry about... but it also came with a downside.
[YOU!!!]
Because of her actions, Eve became the target of the evil dragon.
Fafnir’s injuries had already healed in just a few seconds. While within his domain, any injury he sustained would be instantly repaired. Now, he was back to full health.
He spread his wings and flapped them harder than before, ascending into the sky.
Turning toward Eve’s location, roughly 3 kilometers away, Fafnir attempted to fly over—but he was stopped.
Axel stood in mid-air, confronting the evil dragon with Gram in hand. A mere 2-meter-tall man trying to halt a 50-meter-tall dragon was an impossible sight. However, Axel was anything but an ordinary man.
Using Overdrive, he boosted his stats to 1000% for a split second and swung his blade, cutting Fafnir’s nose directly, the blade met the dragon’s scales.
The power of his strike was brief, meaning if it were countered, he would quickly lose ground and be pushed back—thankfully, that did not happen.
BAM!
The collision created a powerful blast, sending both combatants backward. They were momentarily dazed from the impact, resulting in a brief pause before they could act again.
"Good!" This provided Fenrir with an opportunity.
She moved swiftly, almost seeming to teleport over Fafnir’s massive belly. With both arms enveloped in a vibrant red paw aura—
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
She launched a series of combos at the dragon.
A left straight, a hook, a corkscrew, a scratch—she executed every attack she could! In a single breath, she landed approximately 40 strikes!
"Tsk!"
As anticipated, her attacks barely dented the evil dragon’s scales. Fenrir’s physical strikes couldn’t even tickle Fafnir...
"Then...!"
She retreated slightly, gathering energy and opening her mouth wide.
"DEVOUR!"
She prepared to take a large "bite."
If normal attacks were ineffective, then it was time for a skill! Fenrir unleashed her only God-level skill, Devour!
Fafnir, sensing the imminent danger, quickly forced himself to move and dodge, shifting significantly to the right. In that moment, a large chunk of "nothing" vanished... along with a small portion of his shoulder and a section of his wing.
It was as if a magical eraser had come down and removed those parts.
BANG!
Before he could feel more fear—or perhaps anger—at sustaining another significant injury, another gunshot echoed through the air. A bullet, flashing white, was headed straight for Fafnir’s right eye, moving as if it were being drawn toward him.
However, given the bullet’s seemingly "slow" speed, it didn’t appear to be a serious threat.
"Don’t let up the attacks!"
But that was only if the problem was as simple as that.
Axel waved his sword, attacking with the ferocity of a wounded beast.
Arianne, despite her inability to hover in mid-air for extended periods, joined in with a slash attack from as high as she could leap. Below, Nina and Ria were quietly casting ritual curses, adding more complications for the evil dragon to contend with.
But worst of all was Fenrir, who could literally erase his existence if he lowered his guard, or Bellachrona, who commanded the element of time.
The situation was becoming dire for him.
Every single element on the battlefield was tipping the scales in favor of Axel’s group. Their meticulous planning was finally paying off!
[THAT’S IT...! PLAYTIME’S OVER!]
However, the battle was just beginning.
The boss, the evil dragon Fafnir, was finally entering his second phase!
...
As the fight intensified, Maria and Cherry sprang into action.
Maria, resembling Atlas bearing the weight of the sky, hoisted the giant goblet high above her head. It might have seemed effortless for her, given her incredible strength stat.
However, the goblet containing the Hearthfire of Nidavellir was no ordinary vessel.
It was cursed—or, more accurately, enchanted.
Its weight was consistent for anyone who attempted to lift it, no matter their strength. It felt twice as heavy as the maximum load the individual could carry. In other words, it was burdensome for anyone trying to hold it.
If Arianne could manage a maximum load of one thousand tons, the goblet would feel like it weighed two thousand tons to her!
Consequently, each step Maria took was arduous, deliberate... and paid for in sweat and blood.
Meanwhile, Cherry was busy with her own task: scouring the ruins of Nidavellir for anything valuable.
Mountains of items, gold, and weapons? All safely stored in her inventory. Random accessories scattered about? None escaped her notice, not even those that appeared to be badly damaged.
She even collected pieces of what seemed like rubble from a building, hoping they might yield something significant later.
"...Huh?"
As she rummaged through the debris, she caught sight of something beneath the rubble of what appeared to be a large palace—the former stronghold of the dwarves, their capital.
It was a mural depicting a colossal black dragon, alongside small figures—presumably dwarves—wielding weapons and battling against it.
The weapons looked unfamiliar to Cherry, featuring a massive cannon that traced a red line across the mural and flying javelins thicker than the dragon’s legs.
As she unearthed the rubble obscuring it, the mural grew clearer.
The mural itself predated the surrounding debris, even the palace. It represented what seemed to be a prophecy, a call to action for the dwarves.
Cherry examined it closely, noting the key elements.
The giant goblet with a burning flame.
The evil dragon.
The small man wearing a crown.
A collapsing dimension, sealing the malevolent creature.
And finally... the appearance of what appeared to be a group of saviors. One black-haired man, flanked by women who looked strikingly familiar.
"N-No way..."
Cherry’s realization hit her like a cold wave.
She had just witnessed the conclusion of it all... and felt her blood run cold.
"I..." Panicking, she dropped everything she was holding and took off. "I need to alert Sir Axel and the others. They... are in grave danger!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Cherry sprinted, faster than she ever thought possible. She dashed through the cave, burst outside, and raced toward the battle kilometers away.
BOOOM!
As she ran, a burst of simple magic shot into the sky, resembling fireworks.
It served more as a warning than an offensive spell.
A signal.
