Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System

Within the Continent of Alfheim, Greenwood glanced at the holographic windows showing how he lost contact with Red, after hearing and seeing a few things of what she was trying to do. The entire video cut the moment she was confronted by Drake… but he could already assume her death was assured.

"That dragon… he killed someone as strong as Red?!"

Greenwood couldn't believe it.

"Some hours ago, wasn't he merely Rank 7?! He has… risen by two Ranks in such a short amount of time?! This is impossible, even for Divine Species such as Ancient Dragons!"

BAAAAM!

He slammed the desk in front of him, frustration filling his entire mind.

"And not only that lizard, but Red… That damn Red betrayed us!!!"

CLAAASH!

He quickly began getting a fit of rage, throwing away everything in his room, breaking it and crushing it with his furious strength.

"I can't believe she deceived us for so long! That damn… that damn whore!"

Greenwood lost his mind, roaring to the heavens.

"To think my lord's soul fragment would turn against us.. How is it possible? Our true selves, our lord Oberon is a man of incredible power and an excellent mind that gave birth to us! How come there was a part of his own mind that would… betray him?" Greenwood sighed.

However, he quickly waved his head, trying to forget what he was thinking about.

"No, I cannot let her make me lose faith over My Lord! She was the sinner! Perhaps… there was an error, a problem in her creation! It was our fault for being too unexperienced unlike our true soul, that's all… or perhaps an external foe did this too, there's such a possibility as well!"

Greenwood started coping with it, until he made himself believe that Red's treason was due to external things and not because within Oberon's soul, there was a part of himself that would betray him.

"That dragon certainly grows stronger fast… But there's still a long while before he can even fathom to reach the strength of all of us Soul Fragments. Lord Oberon's true soul lay rests as well. The first and strongest Venerable to have ever existed! His revival… Soon! As long as I can copy those Unique Skills he and that woman has… As long as I can get that much, it could be possible."

Greenwood began storming his mind.

"I have the Unique Skills myself… But I need to devise a plan, a strategy to get those two… This might take its time, but I will find a way. I am not alone either. Unlike Red, the other colors are loyal and intelligent, they shall aid me."

Greenwood tried to not lose hope, as he sighed in relief, quickly calling an elf to clean the mess he left behind.

"Alma and the others seem to have allied him too… Well, whatever. It doesn't change anything. In fact, it might make things easier."

The elf walked across the facility of his hideout, looking at the new prototypes of mechs being made.

"Each battle against you, Dragon, has helped me learn more about my creations. Improving them with every single battle. And at long last, I've attained a special principle within this Unique Skill…" Laughed Greenwood, as his hands generated a blue and silver light, generating metallic parts out of thin air by spending mana, the power of the [Technomancy] Unique Skill.

Enormous mechs were being constructed inside of his facility, as they were being merged with higher quality materials, and even… people.

"If I can merge Unique Skills with my mechs, won't they become even stronger?" He smiled evilly. "I will create an Elite force, stronger than the rest, that can grow even stronger. I won't be easily defeated anymore, I assure you of that, lizard."

…

Within the deserts of the continent of Svartalfheim, a beautiful dragon made covered on shiny crystals glanced at the horizon, the sun slowly rested, flowing down as the night took over the skies.

Her calm gaze seemed to carry a lot of emotions as well, as she recalled what had happened just a bit over a day ago. Her fight with Drake, the Dragon King, and all of that… despite all being between only souls, it changed her a bit.

"I wonder if I will one day meet him once more."

As she sighed, the sands around her began to tremble.

TRUUUUMMM…!

An enormous monster appeared, a gigantic Sand Worm, and not a small one, but a titanic one, a gargantuan beast that devoured it all, a Rank 8 Sand Worm Tyrant!

"GRUOOOOOHHHHHHH!"

Its vicious roar echoed across the empty deserts, as Amethyst glanced at the monster, over a hundred times bigger than her fearlessly.

"I must train myself for the day I meet him once more…"

Her colorful crystals and jewels began to shapeshift into sharp spikes, as she covered herself in several layers of spikes and armor.

FLASH!

Two enormous blades made of her crystals grew out of her own scales and glowed with bright light.

"GRUUUOOOORRRRRH!"

The gigantic Sand Worm Tyrant immediately attacked Amethyst as it saw her drawing her weapons. The monstrous invertebrate opened its deadly jaws, about to devour her whole like a small treat.

SLAAASH! SLAAAASH!

However, a cross-shaped slashing blow of pure light reached the Sand Worm Tyrant in an instant, its entire body being sliced apart into pieces, falling over the sands and covering them on its oozy insides.

BAAAAM!

The sound of the body falling into the desert made Amethyst's surroundings tremble.

She quickly grabbed an enormous divine mana core that belonged to the beast, and ate it like a snack.

"As the guardian of this desert, I must keep growing stronger… And for him too, I want to meet him once more, and fight him. I will show him…"

Filled with the resolve to grow stronger in hopes for a rematch against the Dragon King, the stubborn half light and half earth dragon continued fighting enormous monsters, protecting this desert's please from these abominable threats.