Summoner: Monster Girl Harem!

"Ugh.... fuck this is ridiculous..."

Boom!

The beam exploded as it reached the end; the barrier shattered like cheap glass, and armour was torn apart like paper as the entire Lazarus knight order was tossed into the air and thrown several metres back, bloodied and with broken limbs.

"That's it! I'm done! I'm fucking done with this shit!" Amira roared, her body shaking violently as the blue light faded away, her body now covered in dozens of shallow cuts and deep gashes.

"Damn it, I can't believe I survived that, but now I'm injured," Amira said, her voice sounding like she was about to cry.

"Just focus on healing yourself," Verda said, her eyes still narrowed as she watched the creature.

Amira nodded, her body trembling as she tried to heal herself, but the wounds were too deep, the cuts too large.

"Oh no..."

"What is it?"

"My body... isn't regenerating properly; the wounds are deeper than before."

"Why?"

"I think it has something to do with the creature's acid blood... I feel like my body is being eroded and eating me from the inside out."

"Shit, you poor thing," Verda said, her eyes wide.

"I know, but I can't let my comrades die because of me," Amira said, her voice cracking, her body shaking with weakness.

Verda shook her head, trying to lift the glowing sword as the leviathan up above looked haughty as its eyes watched them, almost mocking the women who were now bloody and battered.

"You like beams, huh? Damn fish! Try mine!"

She grasped the moonlight sword with her tired arms, muscles bulging as she slashed downwards, as the sword shot a massive blue light from its blade, containing the power of the leviathan's mouth beam.

The blue beam hit the creature's mouth, causing a huge explosion that sent a shockwave across the entire area, knocking out the other women and sending them flying into the air, a few crashing into the ground and breaking bones.

The leviathan screeched in pain, her eyes narrowing as she swung her head around, trying to avoid the beam before its body shot backwards, slamming into a small hill near where Ravena and Vincent were earlier, causing the earth to explode, rocks and broken tree's exploding into the distance.

As the dust cleared, the creature was gone, leaving only a few small piles of scales behind.

"I knew it," Verda said, her head hanging low. "I knew I couldn't beat her."

"No, you did well. You fought a monster that was beyond your power," Amira said, helping the wounded women to their feet.

"I know, but I failed my duty as a Lazarus knight."

"BITCHES!!!!" The scream sounded more distorted, and the anger of the creature felt as the women suddenly felt dread, even Verda nor Amira neither of them had the right equipment to fight a monster like her; as they saw the creature, its face now filled with strange purple blood, several of its fins and tentacles missing, with torn wings it began to charge towards them.

"Fuck..."

"Run!!"

Verda closed her eyes; she was too tired since losing her husband and suffering an injury when she picked up Vincent; her body wasn't the peak of her former self, now at best a high level [Dungeon Knight]. She began to whisper as the leviathan's aura, power, and weight increased each moment.

'Sorry, Milla... Vincent... your mother might have met her match...'

The leviathan rushed towards Verda, its mouth open wide, with the long serpentine neck stretched out; she would crush this woman to death, death her while still alive.

Verda could smell the fishy scent of the creature's breath; sticky drool began to drip onto her body as a tingle filled her body; the moment she gave up all hope as her right arm trembled, Amira lay on the ground, tears in her eyes, filled with anger as her friend was about to be devoured by the monster, she couldn't even lift her arms.

"I'm sorry, Milla, I love you so much," Verda whispered, her left arm raising as she held her sword, the glowing blue sword glowing brighter than ever.

"Don't do it, Verda!" Amira tried to should, wanting her to flee.

"I wish you were here, Vincent."

"I love you both."

The blue light flashed, and the sword shot forth, striking the creature directly in the throat; the beast screeched and endured the pain as purple blood vomited from its mouth, which quickly began to close around Verda's body.

Roar! Snap!

The sudden deep cry of a dragon caused the leviathan to stop for a moment; a moment later, a huge black dragons maw snapped around her neck, piercing the serpent's neck, tossing it like a chew toy, its eyes glowing dark red after seeing the injured woman face.

Bang!

Bang!

Boom!

The dragon smashed the serpent against the ground twice in succession, causing the earth, causing the women to feel tremors like a high-intensity earthquake, huge spiderweb-like cracks across the ground deep enough for minerals and an underground lava pool to be visible.

Vincent's enraged dragon form shot into the sky like a slipstream spinning his body rapidly and releasing the bloody and half-dead leviathan as she cannoned into a distant mountain with a loud explosion, the rocks crushed to dust, sharp spines piercing the serpent scales as she became impaled like a powerless snake, looking with a burst eye towards the sky with a single eye remaining.

Mammon's eyes began to shine as she watched a black flame form, swirling inside her beloved brother's mouth high in the sky, her feeble body unable to move; his teeth tore apart her voicebox, only groans leaving her mangled maw.

She could only watch the small black sun forming in the sky before her.

'Ah.... brother... I'm in love with you~ I've never felt so much pain before!'

The knights on the ground were stunned; they were on the precipice of death... yet now, suddenly, they were given a new lease of life; the black dragon they were going to slay unexpectedly swooped in.

Then his huge black maw filled with sharp teeth snapped down on the monster that killed several of their sisters, almost killing their commander and captain.

Now watching the huge dragon, it a body filled with shimmering black scales, and beautiful wings, one a pair like a phoenix, the other a dragon's wings.

His mouth filled with a black and purple flame, which grew into a huge flare.

"Ugh... did we manage to live?" Amira said, coughing up a mouthful of blood as she finally managed to remove the corruptive properties of the monster's blood, crawling towards the now kneeling Verda, who just looked at the dragon with strange, dilated eyes.

"Verda? What's wrong?" She asked, pulling the woman's shoulder; the temperature began to increase as the purple flame began to condense into a small ball around the size of a human's head.

"N...nothing.... it just felt nostalgic and familiar for a moment..." Verda spoke, her shoulders shuddering as she shook her head; this could never be her cute son, right? Still deep in her mind, she began to match the scent and feel of the two.

'What I picked him up in the dungeon that day... this flame... this feeling... did he finally discover his true roots?' She thought to herself.

"Verda... we should retreat; if that thing manages to defeat that strange creature, the flames will surely be enough to finish us all off if he decides to turn towards us."

"...You may be right..."

They grabbed the wounded women and fled back as quickly as possible; the horses were long dead, now crushed or minced by the force of the huge creatures, especially that horrific blue light.

Meanwhile, Vincent looked down at the limp serpent, her golden eye only looking at him with affection, struggling on the thick spikes that penetrated her body as if to rush to his embrace; the flames finally gathered enough power, and his anima flared in dragon form was too powerful, his body now aching, the transformation becoming harder to maintain.

Mammon's loud screech resounded across the land and mountain ranges for miles, the earth trembling from the massive reptile, the eyes staring upwards at him.

A swirling vortex of purple and black flame roared as the dragon opened its maw. The flames licked hungrily at the giant serpent, engulfing it in a searing inferno. The serpent writhed and twisted, letting out an ear-piercing shriek that echoed across the valley.

Despite the serpent's struggles, the dragon's flames were unrelenting. The fiery torrent continued to consume the serpent, reducing its massive form to ashes and cinders. The dragon's jaws snapped shut, letting out a roar of triumph, its chest heaving with exertion.

The air grew still; the only sound was the crackling of the flames and the heavy breathing of the dragon. As the last embers died away, the dragon turned and leapt into the sky, its wings beating a powerful rhythm as it disappeared into the darkening horizon.

The mountain remained silent and watchful, its rocky face bearing witness to the black dragon's victory,

In the distance, a woman filled with bloody wounds, her body completely naked as purple blood oozed from her body, bubbling as she moved her fingers between her legs, a look of rapture on her face as she watched the figure of her brother, his majestic dragon form bellowing into the air with roars, causing her body and thighs to tremble.

"Brother~ it hurts too much, brother... Mammon feels so good!"

Mammon watched with one of her eyes missing; leaning against a rock, she began to envelop herself in the pleasure of masturbation, calling her brother's name repeatedly as her body began to melt into a black and purple liquid vanishing from the goblin kingdom completely.