Demonic Dragon: Harem System-Chapter 330: Dragon Heart

Strax cast one last glance at his wives before following Evelyn. He needed to resolve this as quickly as possible. If he wanted to create perfection, he couldn’t afford to waste any time.

The elf led him through winding corridors until they reached the greenhouse at the back of Scarlet’s mansion. Evelyn opened the door and stepped inside without hesitation, signaling for him to follow.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Strax was greeted by a metallic, dense smell of blood, mixed with a subtle chemical scent. Evelyn’s laboratory was a disturbing sight. Under the pale light of glowing crystals, tables were covered with surgical instruments, bottles filled with viscous liquids, and at the center of it all, a long countertop where artificial organs were meticulously arranged. Hearts, lungs, livers, and even eyeballs lay there, as if awaiting some dark purpose.

Evelyn walked casually to the table and picked up one of the artificial hearts, turning it between her pale fingers.

"Impressive, don’t you think?" she murmured, almost in reverence. "Such a perfect creation, almost indistinguishable from a real organ."

She then raised her gaze to Strax, smiling with satisfaction.

"But without your magic, these hearts are just inert pieces of meat and metal."

Strax furrowed his brow, analyzing what was before him. Something was wrong.

"How did my blood magic disappear?"

Evelyn nodded, placing the heart back in its place.

"With the right combination of alchemy and magic, I can bring something truly perfect to life. But your blood… it just dried up suddenly."

Strax sighed, crossing his arms. Discover more stories at novelbuddy

"So what do you want me to do?"

Evelyn raised an eyebrow, a glint of malice dancing in her golden eyes.

"I need more of your blood. If we understand what happened, maybe we can restore your magic. Also, if your essence has changed... who knows, we might be able to use it in a different way."

Strax hesitated, his gaze wandering over the artificial organs in front of him. There was something deeply unsettling about the sight. But he needed answers.

"Fine. Let’s find out what the hell happened to me. But if these homunculi go wrong… you’ll fix it."

Evelyn chuckled softly, a sound that sent a shiver down his spine.

"Oh, Strax…" She slid her fingers over the scalpel on the table, delicately picking it up. "You still haven’t realized? You’re the most fascinating experiment I’ve ever had in my hands."

Strax cursed under his breath and slumped into a chair beside him. Evelyn grabbed a large glass flask and placed it under his arm.

"The good thing about taking blood from a vampire…" she whispered, pressing the sharp blade against his skin. "Is that they don’t die."

The cut was precise. The dark, thick liquid began to drip slowly into the flask. Evelyn smiled, her eyes shining with insatiable curiosity.

Strax closed his eyes for a moment. "What the hell."

Strax’s blood slowly dripped into the flask, staining the glass with a deep crimson hue. Evelyn watched the liquid with a gleam of fascination in her eyes, her mind already processing all the possibilities.

When the container was finally full, she removed the scalpel and ran a finger over the cut. Strax’s skin healed almost instantly, leaving no trace of the incision.

Evelyn lifted the flask, gently shaking it, allowing the crystal light to pass through it. Something was different. The blood seemed denser, more alive. Small golden filaments wove through the liquid, as if a pulsing energy was trying to escape.

"Interesting..." she murmured, pouring a few drops into a smaller container for analysis.

Strax raised an eyebrow, impatient.

"Did you find something?"

Evelyn didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she grabbed an arcane crystal and dipped it into the blood. The result was instant. A burst of energy shot through the laboratory, scattering golden sparks through the air. The crystal itself began to glow violently before cracking with a loud snap.

Strax immediately stood up, his aura instinctively expanding.

"What the hell was that?"

Evelyn remained still for a few seconds, staring at the remains of the crystal in her hand. Then, an ecstatic smile spread across her lips.

"Your blood..." she whispered. "It’s ten times more powerful than before."

Strax furrowed his brow.

"What do you mean?"

Evelyn grabbed a quill and dipped it into the blood before touching a parchment. Immediately, arcane runes began to form spontaneously on the surface of the paper, as if the blood itself were alive, trying to shape the magic around it.

"This is fascinating..." she continued, her eyes shining with pure admiration. "Your blood hasn’t lost its magic, Strax. It’s transformed. It’s more concentrated, denser, more volatile."

"Is that good or bad?" Strax crossed his arms, thoughtful.

"This is marvelous." Evelyn licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with malice.

Strax sighed, already anticipating where this would lead. He closed his eyes momentarily and turned his attention inward, reaching out to Ouroboros and Tiamat in the spiritual world.

"Do you know anything about this?" he asked.

The silence was brief before he noticed the smile on both dragons’ faces. There was something in them, a satisfaction almost proud, as if they had been waiting for this moment.

Ouroboros was the first to respond, his voice reverberating with calm.

"You spent too much time in your Dragon form. It was natural for your blood to evolve."

Strax furrowed his brow, absorbing the information, but it was Tiamat who brought the true explanation.

"It wasn’t just the time as a dragon," she said, her gaze sparkling with amusement. "It was the combination of that with the Wyvern cores you consumed."

"The cores...?" Strax narrowed his eyes.

Tiamat nodded, tilting her head as if finding humor in his surprise.

"Wyverns are still a subspecies of dragon. Although they don’t possess the same level of purity as us, they share the same family tree. You absorbed far more than you imagined, and your body reacted accordingly."

Strax felt a subtle wave of power pulse in his chest, as if his essence was indeed changing with every passing second.

He opened his eyes back to the real world, staring at the golden blood that Evelyn was still analyzing with fascination.

"So, this is it..."

A subtle smile appeared on Strax’s lips. If this meant he was stronger, then all that remained was to discover how far this evolution could take him.

He refocused his gaze on Evelyn, still mesmerized by the blood.

"This happened because I consumed a lot of Wyvern cores while I was in my dragon form," he explained, crossing his arms.

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Evelyn blinked a few times, processing the information.

"Oh... that makes sense," she murmured, but then frowned. "Still, the difference is considerable. Your blood didn’t just become denser... It seems to have turned into a perfect catalyst for magic."

As she spoke, she filled a syringe with the freshly extracted blood. The crimson liquid glowed with a pulsing golden hue, almost as if it had a mind of its own.

"Let’s see if it works as I imagined," she said, picking up one of the artificial hearts from the table.

Strax watched in silence as Evelyn injected the blood directly into the synthetic organ. As soon as the syringe emptied, the heart pulsed once. Just once. Like a muscle trying to awaken.

Evelyn didn’t hesitate. She placed her hands on the heart and channeled her alchemy, sending a flow of mana directly into the structure.

For a millisecond, nothing happened.

Then, the world exploded.

A wave of wild mana expanded in all directions, throwing Evelyn and Strax backward as if an invisible force had struck them. Bottles fell from the shelves, metal instruments were thrown across the room, and the crystal lights flickered violently before returning to their glow.

Strax rose with a grunt, brushing the dust off his coat.

"What the hell was that?!"

Evelyn, still sitting on the floor, seemed more surprised than scared. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked at the table, which was still gently pulsing. But the heart... the heart was no longer there.

It was still pulsing.

"Strax..." Her voice came out almost as a whisper, her breath slightly quickened. "We just created... something alive."

A dense silence filled the air as the two exchanged glances. A chill ran down Strax’s spine. Something was different. Something was wrong.

They slowly turned around, searching for the heart that should have been there.

It was then that a new voice echoed in the room.

"Shit."

Tiamat and Ouroboros appeared simultaneously, hovering in their miniaturized forms, their wide eyes fixed on the table.

"Darling..." Tiamat began, hesitantly. "This is madness..."

"Yeah... you’re a lunatic..." Ouroboros added, shaking his head.

Strax and Evelyn exchanged a confused glance before turning to the dragons.

"What the hell is happening?" they both asked at the same time.

Without saying anything, the little dragons moved aside to reveal what they had been observing.

On the table, where there had once been only an artificial heart, something much larger and pulsing was now forming. The beats were strong, reverberating through the air like muffled thunder. Strands of flesh and golden scales began to expand around the organ, growing, taking shape.

Tiamat took a deep breath before finally giving the answer.

"You’ve created a real Dragon heart."

The lab fell into absolute silence. Evelyn and Strax just stared at it, as the rhythmic pulsing grew, growing more and more intense.