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

Chapter 2335: Oda Nobunaga’s Endless Castle [53]

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RUMBLE!

Unleashing his potent Aura, Drake charged at Susanoo. The Sword God anticipated a downward slash, raising his blade with his Aura while steadying his posture and breathing.

Drake, however, forwent his blade. Pushing bare hands forward, he struck Susanoo’s face several times, shattering his stance in a second. The sword fight Susanoo expected never materialized. Though Drake favored a blade, he had resolved most problems with his bare fists since his youth as a dragon.

BAAM! BAAM! BAAM! BAAM!

"KUAAAGH?!"

Susanoo screamed in agony, battered like a ragdoll and sent flying upward after Drake kicked his chin. Drake pursued, using his wings to propel himself upward, catching Susanoo by the leg and dragging him back down with wrathful, righteous fury.

"S-STOP! STOP YOU BRUTE!"

Susanoo cried out in horror and pain as Drake roared, swinging him up and down, smashing him through hundreds of rooms. Pieces of rubble exploded everywhere.

The entire Nobunaga Castle trembled as every god and dragon within realized a colossal fight was unfolding, one between two mighty beings—or rather, one pummeling the other to death while the other screamed like a baby.

"You fucking piece of shit! Nobody hurts my wife and my little girl! I am going to tear you apart limb from limb! RAAAAAHHH!"

Drake was utterly furious, perhaps angrier than ever in his life. He dragged Susanoo through hundreds of rooms, wooden splinters piercing the Sword God’s face and wounds, making him scream as the Cursed Miasma seeped into his body, worsening his injuries and forcing him to vomit blood and black miasma constantly.

"AAAAAGGGH! STOP YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!"

Susanoo retaliated, his massive sword rushing toward Drake, slicing through his head and torso in a second. He smiled confidently, thinking it was over. The strike was so fast he truly believed he had won, convinced Drake could do nothing.

"Huh?!"

To his horror, Drake’s body parts fused back instantly. The Dragon King’s Immortal Body Regeneration Speed was so swift it felt instantaneous. To Susanoo, it seemed his attack passed through without harm, as if Drake were incorporeal, intangible.

"That’s also...!" Susanoo realized his Sword Aura was perpetually active. Drake’s hands should have been shredded from dragging Susanoo so much, yet they were regenerating instantly, making it feel like he wasn’t affected.

Drake’s Immortal Body evolved constantly, growing stronger the more he fought. At this point, it was becoming utterly ridiculous.

"What? Can’t slash me now, ’Sword God’?!"

Drake pummeled him downward, using his blade’s scabbard to strike Susanoo’s nose, breaking it, before thrusting it deep into his mouth, making Susanoo gag and groan as his teeth broke.

"GAAAAGGH! AAARRGGHH...!"

Susanoo pointed his blade at Drake again, gathering all his Aura into it, transforming it into a spinning sawblade that pierced Drake’s arms, slicing them off with force enough to prevent instant regeneration.

SLAAASH!

"Y-You fucking... mowster...! M-my mouwt...! Ugeehh...!"

Susanoo staggered to his feet, his mouth numb, and lower jaw dislocated. He quickly snapped it back, only for Drake’s kick to tear it off entirely.

BAAAM!

"AAAAGH?!"

Susanoo screamed in horror as his lower jaw ripped from his face. Blood splattered everywhere, and Drake didn’t let the bastard breathe, driving his fist down to crush Susanoo’s head into the floor.

BOOOM!

"S-STOP!"

Susanoo, inexperienced in true combat beyond overpowering foes, was shocked and overwhelmed by Drake’s immense power and technique.

"RAAAAHHHH!"

RUMBLE!

Drake’s Aura surged, his Divinity fusing with Karmic Energy inherited from Hajun’s Stigma. His heart beating faster as he regenerated his lost hand and lower jaw, flesh growing over his wounds.

"What’s that? Is this some sort of last resort power up? All of you shitheads have the same thing!"

Drake attacked with Muramasa, activating a powerful technique while Susanoo was still transforming.

"{Limitless Eternal Soul Path}: {Heavenly Dragon Ascension}!"

SLAAASH!

"UUUGGH?!"

Susanoo screamed while a giant tower of light surged from Drake’s upward slash, piercing his body and damaging his tough skin.

Karmic Energy fused with his Divine Power, empowering Susanoo to endure the blow, but the technique pressed on, sending him soaring across the skies as countless slashing wounds covered him, accompanied by explosions of rainbow flames and ice.

He glared below, seeing Drake in pursuit. Susanoo panicked, never imagining this Dragon King could be so goddamn terrifying.

His power level was off the charts. After defeating and consuming three Kami, his strength had grown even more.

It was utterly ridiculous in scope.

"Y-YOUUUU!"

Susanoo grew frustrated, angered, and afraid, his wounded body regenerated slowly as his Demonic Transformation into a Karmic Demonic Kami remained half-complete, failing to unleash all the power he desired.

Yeah, Drake didn’t let him get to that point. Ruthlessly, he reached Susanoo, poised to pummel him with several punches.

However, Susanoo gained enough time to prepare, his Aura surging into a sea of crimson swords as he channeled them into a technique. At the same time, a corrupted black and red "sun" appeared, crossed by a blade behind him.

Drake realized something was shifting within the God.

"{Thousand Blades of Agonizing Bloodshed}: {Abyssal Dimension Cut}!"

SLAAASH!

Susanoo’s sword shed its white bandages, revealing a giant fang of a monstrous beast, overflowing with Divine and Karmic Power.

Within Drake, Orochi instantly recognized that bone.

"That blade...! It’s my fang?!"

The Abyssal Dimension Cut rushed toward Drake, composed of crimson and black energies carrying the agony and grief of all Zipangu, amplified by the Sword God’s immense strength and Divine Authority.

CLAAASH!

Drake resisted with Muramasa, as the spirit of the blade’s old master manifested by his side for the first time ever.

"Keep your breath still, you’re fighting against the Sword God himself! You caught him off guard and didn’t let him breathe, but now he’s recovered and stronger than ever!"

"Shut up old man! I will fucking kill him!"

"No! You’ve let out most of your explosive wrath, now remain calm! Drake, you cannot win if you let only anger consume you! Use your anger, wield it, let it be a flame that tempers your conviction!"

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