Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Chapter 348: Protective Mothers

I was still a bit lost as to why this all was happening, but just for good measure I tested what I already knew. "[Bubble Snare]" I cast my spell, trying to detain him where he stood, but nothing happened. My spell refused to materialize.

Holy fuck, this dude is OP.

"Really? A basic-level attack? Are you actually pretending to be a baby for these unstable women?" Dragnar mocked my choice of spell. If I wasn't about to faint from the incredible bloodthirst directed my way I would've felt bad, but alas…

*Boom!*

Everything happened within a second. Dragnar lunged at us. Lumi's giantslayer projectile hit him square in the stomach and came out on the other end of his body, leaving a gaping hole in the middle of his body.

However, the man didn't even flinch, let alone keel over and die. I could swear that I saw a faint smile tugging at his lips as if he welcomed the pain, the damage he received. He didn't slow down at all and instead readied his axe for a monstrous swing at me. I couldn't react at all.

*Clang!*

Miri's shield deflected the axe and she thrust her spear straight through his heart.

Dragnar's smile of terror widened as he swung the axe at me, not at all caring for the injuries he sustained. Wasn't his heart just destroyed?! Does he have multiple ones or what?

I couldn't even raise my saber to defend my life. My head was about to be chopped off, alongside my entire upper torso.

"Urgh!" My elven mother grunted as she jumped into the air to be high enough in order to deflect the axe with two daggers she got from somewhere.

She was somewhat successful in her endeavor since my head was still attached to my neck, however, Dragnar's swing's force sent her flying in the opposite direction.

Mearie took this chance to ravage the beast's body with her spear. She didn't pull it out once she destroyed his heart but instead began trashing his insides up all over his body. When she saw that it wasn't enough and the still alive and well man readied to swing at me once again she kicked him in the lower abdomen and sent him flying the other direction from where he flung Luminara.

While he was in the air she grabbed the spear and hoisted it above her shoulders, then threw it with so much force that I didn't even see it fly across the air, it was already etched in Dragnar's skull.

Luminara wasn't a slouch either. As soon as Dragnar his the ground, she was already on top of him and delivered hundreds of stab wounds all over his upper body at a moment's notice.

Yep, this all took a second or perhaps two.

However, instead of jumping on the man who was momentarily incapacitated, both women jumped next to me and Mearie took a step forward. She raised her shield above her head and a protective veil emerged out of the golden artifact.

"Why didn't you keep pummeling him? Also, what the fuck is going on?" I asked now that we had a moment of respite.

"He has the Primordial Fury class, he will basically never stop fighting as long as his spirit remains steady and he wishes to stand back up to continue the battle." Luminara revealed.

"That's... Unsettling to say the least, but it doesn't explain why we are hiding behind a shield when he is down…"

"Brace yourselves. It's coming." Mearie whispered.

*Vroom!*

A giant explosion occurred all around his body, and instead of the traditional colors, this one was neon green. The entire anti-magic domain he created was enveloped in sweltering green flames to the point that even the ground around us began melting away.

I could see Miri gritting her teeth from the effort it took for her to maintain the shield around us. Cracks began forming on the manifested protective veil as the eerie colored explosion refused to subside for a while.

"This is what happens when his heart and other destroyed organs reconstruct themselves. When Dragnar's body loses the ability to fight, it uses his near limitless energy to cause a detonation, which forces everyone and everything back until he is healed. Back in the day when we fought together our strategy was to just throw him into the midst of the enemy's ranks and he would wreak such incredible havoc while simultaneously simply refusing to die no matter how much damage and debilitating injuries he sustained…"

… I don't even know what to say. This man is completely broken. Sounds like a Berserker on steroids. If my Lucille could gain a fraction of this creature's powers she would be the most terrifying existence on the battlefield.

"Didn't you say that we heal and get revived in this place? Why does this explosion of his occur instead of the dimension or whatever healing him?"

"That's not an instantaneous phenomenon. His abilities activate quicker than the world could rejuvenate him."

Ah. I see. How troublesome.

Once the green flames settled Dragnar stood upright as if he didn't just suffer hundreds of wounds, each of which should've put him down for good as far as my logic was concerned.

His eyes glowed a much stronger neon green than before, and his entire body emanated the same colored aura. It felt as if we just entered the second phase of a boss battle.

"To think that you would protect this shameless scumbag to this degree. I'm almost inclined to believe your words."

Mearie seemingly had enough as she began furiously shouting at Dragnar. "You hard-headed barbarian brute! We've been telling you that he is not Karl! He is Quinlan, our son! We've been holding back because we understand why you hate Karl so much, but our patience has officially run out. Try to hurt him one more time and I'll be torturing you for the next hundred years!"

Wait, my mothers were holding back?! Also, what kind of a shitty name is Karl for a primordial entity of the legends?!

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"You'll go all out? Heh! Don't tempt me with a good time…" Dragnar chuckled, but instead of taking on a combat stance, he focused his eyes on me, as if studying the validity of their claims. I didn't know why he hated this Karl dude so much, but his hatred was extremely deep-rooted. If even my mothers felt compassion toward his reason then it must've been a good one. Maybe Karl killed his family in the past or something.

*Oink* A sudden pig sound could be heard from somewhere nearby. "Now what is going on here? I thought you three were good friends. It hurts my heart to see allies turn their blades on each other. Oh, the misery!"

I turned my head only to lay my eyes on the most bizarre creature I'd ever seen. It was a bipedal, pig-headed entity wearing an elegant gentlemanly suit and a top hat. I had to give it to him, he had style at least.

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"Karl!!!" Dragnar bellowed with primal fury that made my heart shake.

The piggy began snickering with pig sounds. "Oink oink oink! To think you would be this mad at me just because I transformed into your wife's form and pretended to be her for a couple of weeks. Didn't we have a lovely time in each other's company?"

… You what?