The dragon's harem-Chapter 1199: Void Crows

Agnar seemed reluctant to use his pact with Maharaja. He could transform into a fearsome black jaguar and face the elephants, but he knew that focusing on attack would leave his allies defenseless, which was good.

Of course, Arad wasn't going to sit around and watch a bunch of elephants turn two of his daughters and a student into pancakes. He'll help if the situation becomes a bit more dire, but he won't mind letting them test their still further.

As he stood in the shadows, hidden by the darkness's woman's power, the one he now decided to call Darkness. He started to learn a bit more about his link to souls, of course, thanks to his murder of crows.

As he stood there, an old, ragged crow slowly glided down, almost crashing on Arad's shoulders instead of landing on them. The poor creature looked exhausted, spent, and weak. It was looked at with sad, dried eyes. Its body had grown too weak for flight, and it had spent what little power it had to reach him.

Arad's void surged from his body like a splash of hungry water and consumed the whole crowd in an instant, sending him into the depths of Arad's stomach. Seconds later, Arad could feel it. The elderly crow has died of old age, peacefully resting in the cold embrace of the void.

What was left was a faint spark of light, the poor creature's tiny soul. Strangely whole and unharmed. It floated through the void and merged with Arad's soul. When Arad forcefully killed a creature to take their soul, the souls were always damaged, but the elderly crow's soul was whole, untouched. A natural cause of death, like old age, didn't seem to harm a creature's soul as much as killing them did.

Arad had already had several crows die inside his stomach from old age. It was just a matter of fact with how many thousands of them he commanded. A few dozen crow souls were now floating in the void, and soon, they were reborn from it.

Crows were naturally smart, and the older they got, the smarter they were. Now, the oldest of them were coming back to life with bodies of pure void. The Void Crows, as Arad started calling them, looked like normal crows, but with matt black feathers and glowing purple eyes.

At that moment, the battle grew fiercer, and Angar was about to be smacked with one of the elephants. It only took Arad a fraction of a second to calculate that the battle is over, the three won't survive without assistance.

He extended his hand forward and pointed at one of the elephants. A Void Crow appeared on his shoulder, the same one who had just died. It looked at the elephant, and fire burned in its purple eyes. A second later, the crow burst forward like an arrow, several times faster than what a crow had any right to be. Its beak hit the elephant on the head, and the whole bird pierced the monster from head to the other side, exploding it in a splatter of blood and guts.

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The crow wasn't done just yet; it flew around the battlefield and finished the other elephants just like that. The elephants were B-rank monsters, and Arad assumed that his Void crows were the same rank. It was just that their bodies were made of his void, making them much more lethal. Their only weakness was soul attacks, which were rare enough not to be considered an immediate threat.

Agnar looked at the dead elephants for a second, then noticed the crow flying back. Yuwaku sighed and sheathed her sword, glad that she didn't need to resort to her nymph powers. Ignis quickly looked back and jumped down from the tree, her tail wagging happily.

Agnar was the last one to notice, and he growled, "I could've killed them on my own." He swung his sword, blood splashed on the ground, and the blade turned clean. "I didn't need your help."