Dragon King's Harem Chapter 583. Venom I
Dragon King's Harem Chapter 583. Venom I
Seranaya screamed and threw a wave of thorn petals. Sela raised an earth wall. The petals struck and hissed, melting holes through stone, but Marissa’s mist followed behind, neutralizing the venom before it spread.
Across the hall, Al steeped up..
“Funeral Curtain.”
Darkness poured from the ceiling like ink, wrapping around nymph soldiers and yanking them upward. Some struggled, cutting at the shadows with vine blades. Evelina stepped beside him.
Golden light expanded outward, protecting fleeing guests from falling debris and poison mist.
Al glanced at her. “Lovely dome.”
Evelina didn’t look at him. “Focus.”
A root nearly smashed them.
Evelina lifted one hand. Golden chains caught the root midair.
Al flicked two fingers. “Shadow Sever.”
The root dropped in pieces.
Honestly?
Good team.
Elowen turned her massive body toward me, towering over the hall now, her head nearly reaching the chandelier. Her bark-skin glowed with poison runes, and her root-arms multiplied, six, eight, ten thorned limbs spreading outward.
“You think you can judge me?” she snarled.
I stood on a frozen pillar, Nightmare resting against my shoulder. “Yes.”
Her expression twisted. “Arrogant beast!”
“Still yes.”
She slammed both arms down.
The hall erupted.
Roots burst everywhere. Frost exploded. Stone cracked. The impact blasted wind so hard several projections flickered, but the broadcast crystal remained floating, protected by Sela’s small earth shell and Evelina’s light.
Evidence first.
Always evidence.
I launched myself forward.
“Ice Lance.”
Fifty lances formed behind me and fired in waves, striking Elowen’s limbs. Some shattered. Some pierced. Some froze entire sections of bark. She regenerated fast, roots growing over wounds, but every second spent regenerating was a second she wasn’t killing witnesses.
“Freeze.”
I released a stream of ice from Nightmare’s edge, sweeping it across her lower body. Her roots stiffened, frost crawling upward.
She countered with poison pollen.
A green cloud burst from her chest.
“Antidote Bloom.” The flowers Marissa had awakened pulsed again, releasing blue mist that collided with the pollen midair. The two clouds hissed like boiling water.
Marissa shouted from below, “Your Majesty! I can hold the poison, not her whole body!”
“Good enough!”
Elowen’s massive hand came from the side. Too wide to dodge normally. So I didn’t.
[Telekinetic Activated]
I pushed against the root-hand mid-swing, changing its angle just enough.
It smashed into the throne steps instead.
Seranaya screamed as part of the throne platform collapsed near her. “Mother!”
“Move yourself!” Elowen snapped.
Wow.
Family warmth declining rapidly.
Seraphel finally stepped in.
Not full fire.
Controlled flame.
Ember-red wings burst behind her as she flew low across the hall, sending precise fire arcs to cut off Elowen’s regenerating root network from spreading toward the exits.
“I will not burn the evidence,” she said coldly, “but I will burn what reaches civilians.”
I grinned. “Good.”
The Fairy Queen lifted her staff from the other side, silver wind gathering around her. “Hollow Gale.”
A cyclone struck Seranaya’s pollen cloud and drove it upward into Evelina’s barrier, where Marissa’s antidote mist neutralized it.
Seranaya staggered.
Sela took that moment. She dashed forward, earth rising beneath her steps like a staircase. Seranaya swung a thorn blade toward her neck, but Sela ducked under it, eyes cold.
“You took everything from Sela,” Sela whispered.
Then she punched the ground. “Earth Bind, Royal Coffin.”
Stone erupted around Seranaya’s body, locking her arms, waist, and legs in a brutal cage. Marissa’s vines wrapped over it, blooming antidote flowers along the cracks.
Seranaya thrashed, screaming. “Mother!”
Elowen turned.
Mistake.
I appeared in her shadow again. “Shadow Walk.”
Right behind her head.
Nightmare rose.
“Eyes on me.”
I struck.
The blade cleaved through one of her giant shoulders, dark energy and ice bursting together. Elowen roared so loudly the crystal chandeliers shattered. Glass rained down, caught by Evelina’s barrier before it reached the guests.
Elowen stumbled.
The entire hall shook.
Her root-body crashed against a pillar, cracking it.
[Warning: Structural Integrity Declining]
Ugh! Of course.
Wedding halls were not made for giant plant fights.
I landed on another frozen root, breathing steady, body hot with battle now. Not anger alone. Focus. Control. The good kind of violence. The kind with purpose.
Elowen regenerated slowly this time. Too slowly.
Marissa’s antidote was eating into her poison network.
Sela had Seranaya locked down.
Al and Evelina had the soldiers controlled.
Seraphel and the Fairy Queen held the battlefield edges.
And me?
I pointed Nightmare at Elowen’s monstrous face. “You wanted my throne,” I said.
My mana dropped over the hall like a dragon’s shadow.
“Come take it.”
Elowen screamed again and charged, every root in her body turning into spears.
I smiled. Then my wings burst open.
They exploded from my back with a violent crack of mana, black scales and dark membrane tearing through the air as wind blasted outward from me. The pressure slammed across the hall hard enough to send broken petals, shattered glass, and frozen splinters spinning into the air like the whole wedding decided to become confetti for violence.
Several nymph soldiers who were still conscious immediately fell flat.
My wings stretched wide, casting a shadow over the ruined ceremonial hall. Nightmare pulsed in my hand like it had been waiting for me to stop pretending to be civilized.
Elowen charged anyway.
Her monstrous true form lunged, all bark, poison, and hatred. Dozens of roots speared toward me from every angle, their tips black with venom, their bodies reinforced with wood mana thick enough to punch through castle walls.
I moved first. Launched.
My wings beat once, and the floor beneath me cracked apart as I shot forward.
[Elemental Mana Sword]
Fire mana roared over Nightmare.
Dark red, black-edged, furious. It wrapped around the blade like a living thing, licking along the metal veins until Nightmare looked less like a sword and more like judgment shaped into flame.
[Elemental Imbuement: Fire Mana]
I swung.
The first cut took off three of Elowen’s root-spears at once.
The moment Nightmare sliced through them, fire didn’t just burn the wood.
It bit.
Black flames crawled along the severed roots, eating through bark and poison mana, spreading corruption into the channels beneath. Elowen screamed, a raw, furious sound that shook petals from every antidote flower in the hall.