Chapter 1575: Done Talking
An unstable drakaina made from the cursed metal that kills anything that dares come even close was free and hunting Arad down.
Arad knew just how dangerous she could be. When he breaks matter down to use his energy breath, he usually gets cursed a lot, irradiated, as the Metallic Queen calls it. If he stood in one spot, anything in a hundred kilometers away from him would die instantly, and anyone beyond that up to a thousand kilometers would start getting sick, puking, rotting alive, and eventually dying a painful death.
If Arad wanted to, he could turn into a monster that no living being can even approach, let alone fight. So based on what the Queen said, that drakaina’s radiation is so powerful that this entire world would be like it was in Arad’s one-hundred-kilometer range.
Gamond, as an elder, had frozen an entire world, so a Uranium drakiana would irradiate the entire world and kill everyone just as painfully.
The scary part was that just her presence would do that. She herself is radioactive, whether she wants it or not. So the only ones who can face her are Arad, Gojo, their mother, or Altair. Everyone else would just perish by being in the same world as her.
"You can’t just tell me half the story and expect me to get ready to fight. What should I? Put everyone into my stomach and then fight? No, this whole world is in the mother’s stomach, so what could that drakaina do?" Arad glared at the Queen, and she smiled.
"That’s why I’m almost certain she won’t attack you here. She’ll wait until you’re far away from your mother. I bet she’ll make her move when you’re hopping across the worlds, fighting the abominations."
Alcott looked at Arad, "Don’t forget, she said Heavy Ones, not a heavy one. There is more than one problem."
The Queen nodded, "Indeed, Father said Ones. Meaning there are multiple, the Uranium one is the most troubling, but the others could be dangerous as well."
"What should I expect? More curses?" Arad sighed, "Can’t I just lock them away somewhere?"
"Most are cursed, yes. For locking them, you can try doing that. It’s exactly what Father did to them after all, locked each in a world." The Queen smiled, "You can lock that Uranium one inside your stomach and suck on her whenever you feel hungry."
She leaned back on her chair, "That explosion you used to wipe that dragon earlier. Expect her to fire multiple at once, maybe even rain hell from her body down in a torrent of light and radiation."
She looked at Malina, "I see you’re the only Metallic drakaina among his wives, a steel one nonetheless, like myself. I can see time spinning in a loop, going in circles, infinitely flowing."
Malina frowned, "Even though we’re the same type, I don’t have your divine blood. I’m just a mundane drakaina, you’re not."
The Queen laughed, and that was the first time anyone had seen her actually amused. "I’m certain the woman who almost destroyed this world days ago was a mundane being at one point in time."
The Queen was talking about Eris’s ascension to godhood. How the whole world was forced to spin around her, how the people saw the newly born sun flying from east to west in less than a second, how she posed herself above everyone else, glaring at the mortal world while bathed in her own radiant glory.
The Queen then went on to explain that world powers, the people hailed as having enough power to destroy a world, are in fact separated into two groups.
The group that can blow the whole planet to pieces, and the group that can only erase all life from its surface. Arad is firmly in the first group alongside someone like Eris, while Gamond is in the second group.
The Uranium drakaina’s mere presence sets her in the second group, so Arad has to brace for a power that might match his and Eris’s in class.
Arad quickly argued back that even though separating them into those two groups makes sense, it doesn’t help that much. For example, Arad himself doesn’t have a way to wipe all life from the surface of a planet without blowing it up, unless you count him flying around and manually doing it either by hand or radiation.
So whether someone is in the first or second group, it doesn’t say much about how effective they would be in a one-on-one battle.
In both cases, the fallout of a battle between Arad and any of them will be a worldwide disaster. That’s why Arad has to prepare for such a fight beforehand, so whatever world he’ll be in won’t get obliterated just because a crazed lizard decided it was a nice day to go out with a bang.
It didn’t take Arad long to conclude that whatever the Queens meant by them being able to destroy a world, is just the same meaning for him, a planet, not the entire world. Even he can’t destroy both a planet and the sun of that world at once. That’s why he quickly came up with a plan to build a massive planet inside his stomach that can be used as an arena.
Arad was already using the stray asteroids as small battle arenas, but he’ll need a bigger one for anything serious. Sadly, he had used most of the matter he gained from Euri’s world to make the main planet in his world as big as possible. Arad would now need to build an entire planet from scratch and make sure it’s located as far away from Eris’s sun as possible.
A cold, hard planet durable enough to endure massive fights. Building it would take a lot of time, and Arad can only wait and hope those unstable ones don’t attack early. If they did, he would have to take the risk and fight them directly inside the void of his stomach.
That will also allow him to get help in those fights.
"Now we’re done with most of the boring political stuff." The Queen looked at Alcott with a smug smile, "Your father is about to fall asleep, Arad."
"He refused all posts and took the job of a simple wall commander because he can ride horses all around the city and drink as much as he wants while skipping work." Arad sighed.
Alcott looked at the two of them, "Why would I want to take responsibility for a whole army? I’ll train a few men, but I want to sleep in my bed each night. If not for my vampire and werewolf blood, I would’ve already retired."
When Arad first met Alcott, the two curses were already ravaging his body. At that time, Alcott was already retired due to health issues. If Arad didn’t show up and spin everything out of control, Alcott would’ve been sitting on his porch sipping beer by now.
"What do we have next?" Arad looked at the Queen, and she shrugged, "I would love to talk with Isdis. I do not want to sound rude, but she’ll handle what remains of the discussion better. Like timing trips between us, what paths are allowed for dragons to take, and many more small details."
She stood and looked at Kinryuu, "What remains now is setting everything else. Are the thousand drakains ready?"
Kinryuu nodded, "They are all set, they’ve been ready for two days now."
"Arad, you pick them up. For Linda, she is yours. I would’ve loved to give you one of my daughters, but the problem is that none of them lives in the fortress. All of them are outside; the only two that stayed here were Linda and Loki." She smiled, "And Loki only returned because you blasted Vlad’s kingdom and smoked him out."
"And Linda?"
"She had no better place to stay. But now, she found your stomach to be better than the fortress, so she had decided to move." The Queen waved her hand, and Linda stirred inside Arad’s stomach.
Linda emerged once more from Arad’s shadow. She glared at her mother and frowned, "Why did you call me?"
"Do you love it inside Arad’s stomach?" The Queen asked, and Linda looked around.
"It’s better than this dried and cold steel box." She replied with a straight face, and the Queen giggled. She looked at Arad and smiled, "Do you mind marrying him then? You get a nice house."
Linda looked at Arad for a second, "No."
The Queen frowned, "You said that about everyone. When will you settle down?"
"When I find someone who could defeat me."
The Queen sighed, "Arad, I’ll tell you a secret that even she doesn’t know." She pointed at Linda, "Since she is a time and shadow drakaina, her body flows differently through time than normal."
The Queen smiled, "If you get her pregnant, I’m sure she’ll give birth in a day. She should be similar to me."
Arad’s head slowly turned, and his eyes stared straight at Linda, glowing dark purple.
Linda sighed, "Fine, I’ll bite." She lifted her hand, turning her black nails into long dark claws.
Malina sighed, "I expected something like this. Can we call Isdis first and have her process everything?"
"Of course," Arad replied, and Linda stared at Malina.
"Process what? He’ll lose anyway." For the first time in a while, the words of someone going to fight Arad didn’t sound empty.