《Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System 》Chapter 278: Let Me Help You A Lil' Bit
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I rushed downstairs with the consciousness inserted into a slime, as I reached the three girls fighting against two Hulk Zombies, and three giant Hands made of the floor. Yes, made of floor, and enhanced with phantom.
All while also fighting against an army of dozens of phantasmal soldiers. They were having it rough, weren't they? Oof.
I rushed forward without even considering safety as I used this slime body to wrap around one of the Hulk Zombies and parasitize it.
How? I got inside of its ears and took over its brain and soul, using it as a puppet.
The girls were fighting against the phantasmal soldiers and fending off the giant Floor Hands, as I will call them, so I sued my giant new zombie body to punch one of the hands into debris and used death magic to dispel the phantasmal energies possessing them, literally exorcising the floor.
"Eh? That zombie helped us?" asked Tisha, as she blocked a hit combing from one of the other Hulk Zombie's blades.
CLASSSSHHH!
"I am Drake's clone, I have parasitized this thing, let me aid you a bit," I said, as I covered the three girls with wind barriers to protect them from the upcoming spears from the ceiling, walls, and floor.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
Yeah, that would have killed them. Good thing Cassiopeia is having a hard time distributing her mind all across the house.
"Sunlight Beam!"
Pekora released another beam of sunlight as it reached the Hulk Zombie, blasting its head off in an instant, but it continued to move even without a head, of course!
"I'll handle it! White Tiger Beast Spirit, Beastly Slice!"
Yuki suddenly showcased her new abilities, as she had learned Beast Magic not long ago, and used her Beast Spirit, the White Tiger, to possess her body and grant her superhuman capabilities, using the tiger's claws for her own metallic nails, she slashed through the Hulk Zombie while it was weakened and sliced its arms and legs!
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SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
"GRRRUUOOGGH…!"
The zombie released a groan from its sliced head, as Tisha's axe sliced the torso in half and froze it right away!
CLASH!
The sound of the entire half torsos freezing was music to my zombie's ears, as I continued to fight against the Phantom Floor Hands.
I had to purify this area of the house for them to not spawn so easily. Meanwhile, the trio began to take down the endless skeleton-like phantasmal soldiers as I did this.
I used these gigantic log-like arms to smash the Floor Hands into the ground with great strength, while I continued doing this, I began continuously spread my death magic, dispelling the phantom magic effects, and leaving the hands as mere debris.
As things stabilized a little downstairs, I and Benladann rushed upstairs. We were still on the first floor because we were being constantly blocked by spears surging from everywhere. It was quite annoying, but our barriers were impenetrable against them due to their simplicity.
Benladann used her Chaos Magic Spell "Elemental Distortion" to distort the phantom around us, while I used my death magic to dispel it too, we went through the spikes like this, until we reached a high enough area, and I used Skadi's' help to slice through the entire ceiling, breaking it apart and expanding my death attribute with Benladann's Chaos Attribute!
SLASSSSSSH! BOOOOOM!
We jumped upstairs, only to be greeted with a change of scenery.
What?
FLASH!
We found ourselves in a world of pure darkness out of nowhere. This was another Formation? A formation within a formation…
The laughter of Cassiopeia seemed incredibly annoying.
"Hahahaha! You fell for it, fools! Welcome to my Dark Domain! I govern darkness in here! Did you truly believe I would let you easily slide through my house and get to me without a surprise? Foolish youngsters… I am going to enjoy making you my slaves very much." She said.
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"Holy shit you're nuts! I can't believe I've been selling stuff to such a woman." I sighed.
"I always thought she had something weird… Call it a woman's instinct." Said Benladann
"Ah… Right. It was totally not jealously." I said.
"Stop blabbering around!" roared Cassiopeia, as she conjured a march of shadow beasts out of nowhere!
These beasts… resembled wild monsters.
I checked them and found out they were made out of real souls of monsters, which she inserted in this domain and made into Shadow Beasts.
"My Shadow Beasts are invincible! Now despair as you're eternally ripped to shreds!" she laughed.
Invincible? How?
Wait, are they super-regenerating summons or something? Then it might truly be a super shadow beast army. But invincible? Even then, I know how to destroy them permanently.
"HAAAH!"
Benladann used her Chaos Magic and her axe to slice through the beasts, as they dissipated, only to emerge right away a second after! So this was the power of these things, they can be defeated but will come back as long as the soul remains.
Well, that's a tricky thing to do. How did she even come out with this amazing idea? Oh right, the inheritance. She most likely didn't come out with any idea at all.
I used Skadi to slash through the shadow beasts and then, used my trump card, Soul Devour!
I began to devour the souls like slurping noodles, one by one, they were permanently taken away from the formation and devoured into my soul.
She quickly noticed.
"What! What are you doing with my souls?! Give them back!
"Sorry, Cassiopeia, but your formation had the terrible weakness of needing these souls. I can easily eat them, and they're gone forever." I said.
Benladann slashed through the beasts as I devoured their souls afterward, creating a constant cycle that annoyed her to almost no end!
"Stop! You're weakening my formation!" cried Cassiopeia, as she gritted her teeth and became desperate. She summoned phantom soldiers now, but we did the same.
I discovered your weakness, bitch!
CRASH!
Benladann's axe suddenly hit the ground, as the shadow domain began to shatter!
Crack… crack!
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