Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World-Chapter 763: Dragon Slaying - Question Mark!
Asmodeus hovered in the sky, watching the red beast. He couldn’t help but marvel at its delicate features, a soft maw well-shaped with pristine crimson scales. Its aesthetic truly matched his tastes. Soft golden eyes curved into slanted ovals, with puffy nostrils.
He flapped his wings slowly, admiring the beautiful creature.
The Wyvern also watched him with a keen, observing eye. It tilted its head, narrowing its eyes while keeping at a safe distance from him.
For a moment, the two remained still.
Until it snorted flames before baring its teeth.
"ROAR!"
A powerful, yet feminine roar caused all who heard it to cover their ears and shake. Yet Asmodeus just nodded at the Wyvern. "I’ve decided." He said with a smile. The beast’s pupils shrank, focusing on Asmodeus.
But it did nothing else.
Just silently watched him.
"I’m going to make you my mount!"
"A beauty like you should be with me, not that ugly old man!"
Her massive black pupils dilated, the Wyvern’s well-shaped eyes spreading into circles.=
"Oh, you understand me?"
Asmodeus twisted his smile into a grin. Her reaction amused him. The female Wyvern suddenly released another roar, but this time it carried emotion. "Did I make you angry? But I called you a beauty, tsk. Have I gotten rusty?"
He shook his head and pointed at the Wyvern’s nose. "I am going to have you, whether you like it or not; those glistening scales and your charming horns are mine!"
"OH MY GOD!?"
"Is this man trying to seduce, this massive wyvern!?"
"Does he have some obscene and distorted tastes... what do you guys think?"
The three normal announcers began to stir the crowd, causing the betting pings in the corner of Asmodeus’s eyes to skyrocket.
"Her colour is red, like mine~ huhuhuhuhuhu."
However, Asmodeus shook his head, wiping out their thoughts.
’What are these idiots talking about?’
’This Emperor needs a mount to carry out his business... and let’s forget that crazy woman.’
Although he wanted to act cool, there was no time right now—the moment he mentioned mounting her. The Wyvern’s aggression exploded. Her nostrils flared, blowing hot air and embers which curled into the air. She flapped her wings with an aggressive growl and took flight.
Vwoosh!
"Fast!" He couldn’t help but call out as she shot into the air like a hypersonic missile.
"Here I come!"
He closed his eyes and focused his power into his wings. After a pulse of energy, he snapped them open again. Asmodeus’s eyes turned black, as his wings burst with aura, transforming from feathers to sharp, spikey blood wings.
’Half-Sovereign form, achieved!’
BOOM!
With a single flap, his body shot after the massive beast at great speed. The wind sliced at his exposed skin like small blades. He felt a force dragging him back at first, before a sudden pop blew his eardrums, and the force faded.
He soared through the air like a divine being, his eyes focused on the Wyvern ahead.
"COME!" He shouted into the wild winds.
"ROAR!" The Wyvern flipped and dove towards him, with her sculpted maw opened wide, exposing her sharp fangs.
"That’s how it should be, I’ll tame you good!"
Asmodeus couldn’t explain his actions or feelings, but from the moment this thing appeared in Lun’s guild.
He wanted it!
A strange desire to steal from the dwarf, and a feeling that this Wyvern was under some kind of spell, grew within him.
So he would never give in without a fight.
He held his halberd with one hand, rushing towards the diving beast.
The Wyvern’s huge eyes shrank as she approached Asmodeus faster than sound, her claws primed as she condensed her form, narrowing her figure.
VWOOM!
Her speed increased exponentially, as flames from her nose covered her body.
Asmodeus curled his lips and poured more energy into his wings, matching her. He couldn’t help but love feisty and powerful women. All his life, he held back, forced to keep his nature in check, but now. At least now he could unleash it all.
"DON’T LET ME DOWN!" The wind filled his mouth, which distorted his voice and made it hard to speak.
But he laughed at the Wyvern’s aggrieved expression.
He lifted his halberd, then couched it like a spear under his shoulder, the black aura wrapping him in seconds.
The two shot towards each other.
"Here I come, Valena!"
A beam of red comet soon clashed with a black shooting star.
Squelch!
Crack!
The distorted sounds came first.
Followed by a golden flash.
Valena’s fangs sank into Asmodeus’s chest, tearing through his flesh like soft meat. Black blood sprayed over her glossy scales like rain. She narrowed her eyes gleefully and crunched down on the stupid human.
That’s when she noticed there wasn’t any taste.
"Grrr?"
She’d bitten a withered black slime wearing Asmodeus’s clothes.
"UP HERE, Valena!"
"?!"
BOOM!
With both hands, a half-naked Asmodeus slammed down.
VWOOM!
A pillar of divine light blocked everyone’s vision, a flash like a supernova.
He adjusted his angle the moment before she attacked, using the time distortion of his domain, stopping the Wyvern for two seconds. Then, used the momentum of falling to boost his attack.
When he hit the Wyvern, which he named Valena, her brain shook, blinding her vision as she dropped like a ton of bricks. Her wings spread, but failed to stop her plump body from falling to the ground.
The impact of his halberd shattered two large red scales on her forehead.
Then, like a coin tossed off a building, she hit the flood.
The earth shook, with great fissures and cracks forming in the desert below. Huge sand waves flowed, blocking vision as the anguished howl of the Wyvern reverberated. A second explosion occurred as the force of his blow condensed.
A black light burst from the impact zone.
The force of this explosion evaporated most of the surroundings.
"Sheesh, the power of my sovereign form is a little too much for mortal beasts..."
Well, it was a form designed to fight against the divine and even the gods. He flapped his wings and instantly descended to the ground. Sand blew around, creating a screen of dust and dirt, but his golden eyes flashed, penetrating it all.
In the centre of a deep crater, a woman’s figure curled on the floor, half naked, as her beautiful red scales lay on the molten desert around her. From her back grew damaged yet graceful wings that flapped lifelessly.
"Oh?"
What surprised Asmodeus were the horns, two on her forehead, two growing from her temples, but one of them appeared to be broken.
The instant his voice sounded, her shoulders shook.
"What a nice look, Valena!"
"Y-You!? W-Who is Valena? My name is—"
Before she could speak, he stepped on her head, pushing it back into the sand, as he glared at her. "You fought me to the death, and I won. From now on, you are mine, and I call her Valena." He didn’t want to know about her past or those meaningless things right now because there wasn’t enough time. "Valena. Is this your true form? I thought you were a Wyvern. Why is your lizard-like smell so thick?"
"...blurgh..." She tried to speak and ate sand.
"Ah, sorry about that." He lifted his foot slightly and tried not to smile.
"Who is a lizard?! What true form, that damned curse... the foolish dwarf stole my artifact and turned me into a pathetic Wyvern! ME a Deified Dragon Goddess!"
"You. A goddess? Haha, what an amusing joke."
Asmodeus knew gods well; he slept with two regularly after all, but this thing was far too weak to be one. However, he didn’t blame her for it. "If you’re going to dream, it might as well be big."
"Y-You don’t believe me?!" She bit her lips and scrunched up her face.
The way her golden eyes glared at him...
"Do you want to eat more dirt?"
Immediately, her face paled, and she quickly stopped glaring at him. "No..."
"Say you’re telling the truth and you’re really a dragon goddess, despite being so weak and useless. Tell me, how did a mere dwarf curse you? Isn’t that stupid? What a dumb goddess, to be fooled by a mortal."
"YOU!" She ground her sharp teeth while hitting the sand.
’So fun!’ He thought of her defeated appearance.
She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, snorting with little flames leaking from her nose. "It’s because I wasn’t an adult when he found me, hmph." Valena shook her fist again; it seemed hitting the sand comforted her wounded pride.
Asmodeus crossed his arms and motioned for her to continue.
"That damned fake has my mother’s eye... twisting it and turning it into a cursed object that can control people’s minds, especially those of her kin!"
"What do you mean?"
He didn’t understand what she meant by fake, and took the eye thing with a grain of salt, but he couldn’t help but compare Valena’s beautiful eyes to a certain dwarf.
"That damned Grundig, he constantly tried to curry favour with my mother for decades! But Mother had pride as a dragon with divine blood. We don’t get involved with human matters, and don’t provoke the God-Slayers."
Her eyes welled up with tears.
’Is she really a young dragon?’ He thought, but then the other thoughts reminded him of conversations he had forgotten. ’Lun mentioned her uncle taking this Wyvern twenty years ago.’
"So what happened?"
Asmodeus stepped closer and took a cloak from his ring, placing it around her body. He might be a pervert, but he refused to let the others see her like this. The time shrank with each moment he messed around, so he stopped and focused.
"Back then, that dwarf said something strange after my mother rejected him."
"Strange?"
"That she’d regret this moment in the near future..."
Valena grabbed the cloak and finally stood up, her height barely coming to Asmodeus’s chest as she looked up at him with a sour expression. She clenched the soft cloth around her explosive chest, trying to hide the shy, inverted nipples wrapped in scales.
"C-Continue." He muttered while enjoying her full, well-developed, plump shape.
’I really can’t wait to mount her.’
