Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

The moment the dragon appeared, a colossal and majestic creature's mana flowed freely around its body while flapping both wings and hovering just above Asmodeus.

However, at extreme speed, Asmodeus flew towards the dragon, his axe pulled back, and he prepared to strike at the beast.

He twisted his upper body, cutting through the air with his huge black axe. He aimed to deal heavy damage to the dragon in a single slash.

But before he could do that, the dragon's right claw flicked out.

Klang!

Axe met claw in a sudden exchange of force.

The axe was knocked off course, flying to the side, and Asmodeus himself went spinning into the dirt.

Thud!

Asmodeus kicked off the obsidian walls before hitting the ground.

His wings flapped rapidly, sending him toward the dragon.

Grrr!

The dragon opened his jaws, and a ball of flame grew within it.

Boom!

It spat out an intense beam of fire magic.

Despite the dragon's size, the beam was a thin, precise laser aimed straight at Asmodeus.

Wooom!

Asmodeus fluttered his wings, pushing himself to the side, his eyes locked on the dragon.

"Damn it!"

He swung the axe again, this time aiming for the dragon's tail. The dragon twisted itself out of the way. The two of them crossed in the air, the clash sending out sparks.

His axe lodged in the dragon's thick bronze scales with orange and golden accents. The force of his strike tore one scale from its place. Then the dragon turned in mid-air, and its tail lashed out, flicking Asmodeus.

Bam!

His figure was blown into a wall of the volcanic cavern, but he kicked off the rock and sent himself back into the air, his great black wings pumping.

"..."

The dragon flapped its wings, circling the air, while Asmodeus narrowed his eyes, holding his axe and waiting for the next moment.

'This beast is strong...'

Asmodeus couldn't deny the dragon's brute strength and size-matched him even in his demon king form. However, it struggled to fly after waking up. Its scales were harder than anything Asmodeus had ever seen. He would need to aim at the cracks in between or find a weak spot to hit with his weapon.

'It was so easy to dodge its breath. It's slow... no, it has not mastered flight. So this dragon has only just woken from a long slumber...'

The dragon swooped towards Asmodeus, its body streamlined.

'Dodge the claw and then hit him?'

Asmodeus readied his axe.

He took a deep breath, overflowing with fighting spirit, and then pumped his wings, pushing himself toward the incoming dragon.

But...

The moment their paths crossed, the dragon's enormous mouth suddenly opened up in front of Asmodeus.

'It's going for a close range breath?!'

A huge, swirling fireball was growing in its mouth.

But then—

A volley of arrows glowing with magic hit the dragon in the face, one after the other.

The beast let out a howl and shook its head, and Asmodeus swooped under its jaw, swinging his axe upwards as hard as he could and landing a hit on the creature's neck.

Slash!

He sliced through its tough scales.

As the dragon spun through the air, he looked in the direction the arrows were coming from.

"Oh no you don't!" Arinea's voice came from the ruins of the left passage, and her staff pointed at the dragon as if a brilliant blue magic circle had formed under her feet. Her purple dress billowed in the wind.

She was casting magic.

A thick piece of sharp ice formed above Arinea's head, magic rapidly collecting.

"..."

Asmodeus nodded at the witch before rushing forward to stop the dragon from attacking Ciela on the opposite side.

Ciela was breathing raggedly, but she still aimed her bow, wrapping each arrow with her dwindling mana. She fired off another flurry of magical shots at the dragon's wings to slow it down.

Unlike the wyvern, the bronze dragon flicked away her arrows with its wings, creating pangs of light.

"Damn it..." Ciela whispered, her hands cramping as she fired another consecutive flurry of shots. Her arms ached from holding her bow taut, her fingers from firing the arrows. But her expression was firm.

"This thing is much more dangerous than the wyvern."

ROAR!

The dragon noticed Asmodeus and Ciela at once, twisting its body to slam its tail into Asmodeus and attacking Ciela with its claws.

"Huh?!"

Ciela was forced to jump away to dodge the incoming claw.

But she was a sitting duck.

The dragon opened its mouth again.

Asmodeus wrapped around the dragon's tail, his wings flapping harder and faster as he broke the speed limit, his ears popping as he appeared at the side of the dragon's face.

He could sense the huge magic from Arinea primed to fire.

Then, pouring his strength into his right leg, he kicked the dragon's face.

Ker-thunk!

The dragon's jaw clamped closed.

A huge burst of flame erupted from its mouth and went straight back down its throat. Its red eyes widen, and its enormous body shakes.

Boom!

A fiery blast ripped through its stomach, causing the dragon to fall.

"Grrrr..."

Its mouth was burnt, and the scales around its lips were covered with ash and blood.

Arinea's eyes narrowed, watching its body fall and, with a grin, shot the giant ice shard at the dragon.

Shards of ice exploded everywhere as the ice magic collided with the creature.

The bronze dragon roared and howled as the icicles stabbed into its scales. Forced into danger, the dragon's wings flapped heavily, sending it back into the air. It shook its neck, and its red eyes glared at Asmodeus before snorting hot smoke through its nostrils and paying attention to Arinea, who stood alone.

The dragon opened its mouth and let out a breath attack.

"Not today!"

Asmodeus rushed at the dragon, his body swirling with a dozen icy spears from the shattered shards of the previous magic attack. The spears fired like bullets as he held the axe over his head with both hands.

Suddenly, the dragon snapped its maw towards Asmodeus before unleashing its breath. But, at the same time, the spears penetrated its scales, making it wince in pain and its breath going awry, becoming a widespread flame instead of a focused beam.

Asmodeus didn't have enough strength to break its breath attack. Instead, his whole body burned and chopped down with his axe, ignoring the pain.

"Hahhhh!"

Asmodeus roared in agony.

There was a sudden impact, and then he heard a crunching noise, followed by the sensation of heat and flames burning him.

He gritted his teeth and slashed at the dragon with his axe.

His attack sliced off the dragon's horns, sending its head sideways in a powerful blow.

Booof!

It was blasted sideways, crashing onto a rocky outcrop and crushing it.

At the same time, Asmodeus landed in a pile of ashes and rubble, his armour and exoskeleton melting from the acidic fire while his muscular figure appeared.

"Damn..."

"Be careful, Asmodeus!" Ciela called out, her bow flickering with magic again.

As she spoke, a dozen arrows appeared and shot towards the fallen dragon.

The bronze dragon, its body smoking and bleeding, raised its wings, blocking the incoming arrows with a single flick. Its eyes sparkled fiercely.

ROAR!

"Ah! It's coming!"

The bronze dragon flew at Asmodeus with an incredible burst of speed, and Asmodeus tossed his axe instead of facing the beast with his bare hands, his lips curling into a smirk.

Asmodeus beckoned the rushing dragon with his hand.

"Come here!"

With an enraged cry, the dragon swung its tail, and a gust of wind swept across the cavern. The blow caused Arinea, Erunda and Ciela to fly off the canyon wall and tumble.

Asmodeus' golden hair fluttered as his fist shot out and punched the dragon's face. A flash of crimson lightning surged from his hand and pierced its cheek.

He clenched his fist tightly and threw a right straight at the dragon, aiming at its snout.

"Grrrrrr!"

The dragon growled in pain, but it was quick to recover, snapping its fangs towards Asmodeus.

However...

Crack!

Asmodeus stepped on the fang and pushed himself off it, performing a backflip to allow Levia's spear to thrust into the dragon's eyeball. His feet landed on the weapon's shaft, and he leaned on it, forcing the blade deeper into the socket and its brain.

"Tsk... too shallow!" Asmodeus complained as the dragon started thrashing around. "Back off Levia!"

The dragon desperately took off, flapping its wings erratically while Asmodeus stood on its head with his hands on his hips and a wry smile.

'So much for an invincible dragon...'

[The dragon has only just awoken... this is barely a fraction of its power!]

The voice wasn't Serena. It was softer, more childish and cute, similar to the elven-looking girl in his dreams from the other night.

Aristella?!

[Hurry!]

'Why?'

As Asmodeus wondered about the unfamiliar voice, the dragon thrashed around to shake him loose.

The bronze dragon, battered in its body, roared with its remaining eye before leaping high into the sky. As it ascended, the ground beneath its feet began to crumble.

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With the flick of his wrist, the black blood-drinking axe appeared in his hands as Asmodeus lifted it above his head, lowering his hips to leverage more power.

"You were too weak to fight me."

As the dragon prepared to escape into the sky, he raised the axe and swung it down, chopping deep into the dragon's skull like a watermelon.

ROAR!!!!

A roar of pain.

A scream that pierced their ears and rattled the walls of the volcanic cavern.

The axe penetrated the dragon's head, but Asmodeus didn't stop. He dragged the axe from the broken scales and bone, swinging his hips and struck once again. Blood sprayed from the dragon's skull as the beast rapidly descended and crashed to the earth below.

Shudder!

Asmodeus jumped off the corpse of the Bronze Dragon, landing with his legs apart.

The dragon lay on the ground, thick blood pooling in its brain. Meanwhile, it was drooling and frothing from its mouth, unable to speak or move.

It was dying, with no chance to survive.

Its scales gleamed like gold and bronze in the volcanic glow. The dragon's red eye faded, and it gave a final groan, a mournful sound.

Thump...

"Damn."

His axe was still embedded in the beast's head.

The demon lord sighed and kicked the corpse, rolling the massive thing on its side, and he reached out and yanked his weapon out.

This battle made Asmodeus realise how much he had grown since fighting the pope... while looking at the dead dragon, his heart became light.

He believed the trial would be easy.

"Shall we eat dragon stew tonight...?" He asked the people emerging from the dust, covered in obsidian powder and dirt.