DxD: The Dragon Oppai {Chapter 159: Ophis Sent Us! ] (Patreon)

"You arrogant gods will soon regret provoking me! Chromatic Calamity!" Tiamat hissed, channeling her fire, frost, lightning, earth, and wind magic into a maelstrom of chaotic, chromatic energy. Unleashing her devastating power, she ravaged the pinnacle of the hall, inflicting a cataclysmic mixture of destruction.

As flames rained from the heavens and thunderous booms reverberated through the horizon, it became evident that a significant portion of the celestial symphony was orchestrated by Thor, resonating from a distance.

Observing the intense clash between Thor and Vali high above, Sif and Freya maintained their positions on an Asgardian spire, attentively monitoring the encounter. The God of Thunder raised his hammer, summoning a vortex of lightning streaking across the sky, converging upon him. His formidable assault targeted Vali, whose cracked scale mail bore testimony to the might of his blows.

As the lightning descended, Vali's wings ignited, emanating a brilliant light, while Albion's resounding voice reverberated through the halls of Asgard, shaking the very foundation of the realm. "DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE!"

The thunderous attack approached Vali, but she swiftly erected a powerful magical barrier, nullifying the considerably weakened assault. Thor's expression grew serious as he closed in on her, meeting her gaze head-on. "The Principle of Supremacy... the power stolen from the deceased Christian God. I had heard of it, but witnessing it firsthand is a different matter entirely."

Vali responded with stoic confidence, "No matter how powerful you may be, you cannot defeat me. It would be wise for you to give up."

Thor's determination remained unyielding as he retorted, "I cannot do that, dragon. You greatly underestimate the might of Asgard if you believe that alone is enough to vanquish us."

"Then show me, God of Thunder," Vali chuckled, launching herself towards him, engaging in a fierce mid-air clash. The collision of their powers sent lightning crackling through the skies, painting a dazzling spectacle. However, Vali was caught off guard when Thor seized her by the wing mid-battle.

With a swift and powerful swing of Mjolnir, he shattered her wing before subjecting her to a relentless barrage of thunderous blows. Vali was sent hurtling towards the ground, but she swiftly repaired her damaged scale mail, narrowly avoiding a disastrous impact. With a serious gaze, she looked back up at Thor, who circled his hammer overhead, summoning another swirling vortex in the skies.

"DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE!" Albion's voice echoed once more as Vali continued weakening the immense storm gathering above.

In her focused effort, Vali momentarily forgot about Sif and Freya, who took advantage of the distraction to flank her. Sif swiftly impaled the White Dragon Empress from behind with her spear, pinning her against a nearby building. Vali managed to free herself, but she found herself evading Sif's lightning-fast strikes. With a surge of strength, Vali caught the spear with one hand, but before she could react, Thor descended upon her, his hammer crashing down on top of her scale-mail helmet.

The scale-mail shattered once again, leaving Vali momentarily dazed. Thor and Sif swiftly retreated, allowing Freya's magic to conjure vines that ensnared Vali's arms and legs, effectively immobilizing her. Seizing the opportunity, Freya unleashed a colossal blast of magic towards the temporarily incapacitated Vali, further binding her in place.

Thor charged his hammer with lightning once more, preparing to deliver a devastating blow as he hurled Mjolnir towards the dragon. However, just before the attack landed, Vali mustered her strength and unleashed a powerful blast, sending Freya hurtling off the building she stood on. This sudden turn of events provided Vali the opening she needed to break free from Freya's magic and dodge Mjolnir, instantly soaring back up into the sky.

Lightning crackled across the landscape as Thor's hammer struck the ground, carving a massive crater where Vali had stood moments ago. Freya quickly regained her composure, regrouping with Thor and Sif as the three of them assessed Vali for any signs of weakness. The White Dragon Empress, however, remained composed, her calm demeanor a testament to her resilience and determination.

Amidst their brief standoff, a resounding horn reverberated throughout Asgard, capturing everyone's attention and causing them to turn towards Bifrost. Thor's eyes widened with urgency. "Heimdall has sounded the warhorn!"

"We are under attack!" Sif exclaimed.

The purpose behind the horn's call became swiftly apparent as a black blur appeared behind Vali. The Asgardians looked on with concern as another dragon joined the battlefield, none other than the malevolent Niðhöggr.

Vali expressed her confusion, asking, "What are you doing here?"

Transformed into his dragon form, Niðhöggr hissed with annoyance, "Ophis sent us to retrieve you in case the Asgardians launched an attack. I told her they would..."

"Us? Who else came with you?" Vali asked.

Vali's question hung in the air for a moment before it was answered by the arrival of another dragon, accompanied by a black eastern dragon that cast a shadow over Asgard. It was none other than Apophis, the malevolent Eclipse Dragon. Vali's eyes widened at the sight, realizing that she was not alone in this battle.

Apophis wasted no time in joining Tiamat, who was fiercely engaged in combat against Tyr, Vidar, and Freyr. The Asgardian warriors looked taken aback as Apophis soared behind Tiamat in the sky. His deep voice reverberated throughout Asgard, carrying a tone of authority and determination. "Come, Tiamat. We must regroup with the others and leave this place."

Tiamat nodded in agreement, acknowledging the dire situation. She started flying towards Vali and Niðhöggr, who stood in the distance. However, Tyr was determined to stop her and lunged at Tiamat, attempting to strike her from behind with his sword. His attack was swiftly blocked as Apophis swiftly swung his powerful tail, knocking Tyr back.

In the midst of the chaos, Odin, riding his majestic eight-legged horse Sleipnir, emerged and confronted Apophis. He called out to the colossal dragon, his voice commanding and filled with authority. "Hold, dragon! I would like to speak with you."