《Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System 》Chapter 307: Vicious Battle!
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"Well, everything goes in love and war!" I laughed, as I realized that women might have the same weak spot as men, although men seem to be more critical due to the exposition of their peaches.
I infused power into my armor as I shaped it to my liking, the compound armor made of many magical armors of colors and my own scales fused together generated two enormous draconic wings, as I resembled a dragon knight with everything, even wings!
FLAAAASH!
I used these wings to move to an incredible speed, reaching her in a mere instant as my body exuded a powerful and deadly elemental aura from within. She looked at me scornfully as I laughed maliciously, I began to kick her with my legs and threw her down, her blades rosed through my body and left countless slices as the specters devoured my mana, but I kept pushing forward as we continually hit the ground and the ceiling. Her anger was growing with every single of my blows, and her body and soul were weakening.
CLASH! BOOM! CRASH! SLASH!
Uller danced through the skies as he unleashed powerful slicing attacks from within him. I accumulated elemental energies into his blade and used them to release the deadliest attacks!
My claws continued to ravage her armored body at a fast pace, as my wings helped me at pushing forward. She gritted her teeth as she suddenly exploded in rage, what I had expected.
Her claws began to slice through my body incredibly fast as I was bathed in her attacks. She had long and black vampiric claws coupled with her blades, which she manipulated in midair by sticking blood into the handles and manipulating the blood through some kind of blood telekinesis.
She had begun to imitate my own movements, and it was honestly a commendable effort!
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"Heh, you're copying me now, Rose?!" I laughed as if I were the villain here
"Who the heck are you and how are you so strong?! Wait, are you the real sect master?!" asked the Vampiress, fighting desperately against me as we crossed blades once more. Her sharp eyes had tried already a dozen times to use charm on me, but it was completely ineffective, I was already charmed by my wife.
I decided to play around with her games.
"Yes, I am the real sect master! You've found me! The other was my little brother, a decoy!" I laughed.
"W-What?!"
"I've trapped you all into my own game, and I will slaughter you now! And then, I will go and slaughter your entire family of monsters!" I said tyrannically. Even though I didn't intend to kill all Vampires there were, I said intimidating words to make her not try to escape. This way, she would be commended for fighting me to stop me from doing such atrocities.
"I won't let you get away with this! You're trying to trick the Vampires?! We are a glorious family of powerful beings! Our bloodlines belong to the strongest Venerable!" she laughed, her kicks began to bathe my entire body as her blades pierced my chest, throwing me down into the ground with incredible fury.
BOOOOMMMM!!!
I fell over the ground as cracks emerged around me an instant, I looked at her scornfully as I quickly stood up and released my explosive weapons, my blade quickly helped me stand up, as she flew towards me while throwing away my weapons with powerful psionic waves generated from her Telekinesis Skill. Apparently, Vampires were gifted with all sorts of supernatural powers.
Amongst them, there were things such as Flight, which let them float in midair without even using mana, or things such as Telekinesis, which gave them the power to use the Telekinesis spell without even having the power of Null Attribute Magic. And because it was an Ability innate to them, it barely cost any Mana.
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Its power was not strong, but if she actually infused mana into it, it became a strong shockwave capable of firing away my explosive weapons or even fire them back at me to explode on my face, which was quite embarrassing, to be honest!
I moved through the air, evading her attacks as I released my own attacks one more, several spikes of phantom ice continued to bathe her body as she evaded swiftly, more swiftly than I could have ever imagined, she was an amazing fighter, that's for sure.
She released a sudden storm of spiraling blood against me, which caught me off guard when she neared me in an instant when I thought we were going to clash blades once more.
The blood wrapped around my body like a deadly snake and tried to crush me into it with all her strength, but I quickly freed myself by releasing my mana into a shockwave, although that used a lot too.
Her blades were also constantly draining my mana whenever they hit my body, an annoying fucking effect, but my mana regeneration speed was already vast, and when I used this powerful armor, it was enhanced alongside all my other stats. I was somewhat able to keep up with her for a few instants, but her power was growing larger by the second.
Her attacks continued to reach my body incessantly as I evaded as fast as I possibly could, as she absorbed more mana she fueled her power even further, and became even faster than ever before, fast enough to rush towards me and hit me with all her power like a meteor.
CLAAAAAAAAAASSSSHHH!
The powerful attack left me on the ground as I looked at her while gritting my teeth, she was god damn strong, but I wasn't weak either. I only lasted a split of a second in the ground before I ravaged her with my own attacks, my elements rushed out of my body like colorful explosions, and my blade finally managed to slash through her arms, slicing them cleanly off as her demonic blades fell into the ground!
"Nnngh…! Agh!"
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