Epic Of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System-Novel



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(Drake's POV)

Once the vision ended, we all felt even more perplexed. We never considered that this whole time we were seeing the backstory of one of the Demons… The Demon of Technomancy, no less!

"That was the Demon of Technomancy this whole time?!" Tyrannus was perplexed. "So he came from another world! Amazing…"

"It is indeed quite incredible." Said Benladann. "And his Unique Skill, it wasn't just technomancy, wasn't it?"

"No, but it seemed to have derived from that." I explained. "Most likely Technomancy was an element that was created once he was summoned, which his Unique Skill controlled… But this just leaves me with more questions than answers. Who is this Oblivion? And… that voice that we heard when we are reincarnated here, did it had some connection with the supercomputer? Ahhh… so many questions, and no answers."

"I-It is certainly intriguing." Miranda nodded, feeling conflicted as well. "But this also feels like it feels more complete now… If we've already seen him come to Yggdrasil, then what's next?"

"I think we might finally see the connection that this monster has with him." Emerald said. "And see? He wasn't a bad guy!" He told Tyrannus and the warriors.

Most common folk were already brainwashed with the belief the Demons were the bad guys, even though they were the ones that saved the world from destruction back then.

"You're certainly right, Sacred Beast." Said Tyrannus, lowering his head. "We apologize for ever doubting your words, Lord Drake."

"It's fine, I don't mind your skepticism." I shrugged. "It is good to always question everything, but now that you know, make sure to spread the word with your tribe."

"We will, the truth must be known." Tyrannus nodded.

"Now…" I said, looking into the entire room. "What is this place?"

The entire laboratory was even larger than Level 2, but it still held the same type of layout. There was a gigantic door in front of us and two large corridors, resembling more like caverns now, leading to two different gates.

As I stepped into the gate in front of us, where we could sense the Monster's presence, several vines quickly started moving, stopping us from advancing forwards. They grew sharp flower-like jaws and countless eyes…

"GRRRHHHH…"

Ding!

[The Recreated Laboratory has been invaded by the resentful [Test Subject-04], who after eons of waiting his creator, it has gone mad, taking over everything greedily.]

[The Gates leading to where the entity rests are sealed with Vicious Vines, which will not move away or be destroyed unless you bring two [Divine Golden Apple] to feed its endless hunger…]

"So we have to feed this thing?!" Miranda asked angrily. "Ugh, these conditions are so annoying! Just let us in! I'm going to burn you with my flames!"

"Stop, Mirada, it won't work. It didn't worked when we tried doing it before." Said Benladann. "Let's better play along the rules for now."

"Fine…" Miranda sighed.

"It won't move away no matter what, huh?" I wondered. "Another of these rules… Alright, let's go then. We can't waste any time in this. To the left."

I led my party to the left room, its vines breaking apart as the metallic door opened slowly, a dream fragment emerged, engulfing us within its memories.

FLAAASH!

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Jonathan, now on a young body, glanced into the red skies, a gigantic black portal was opened in there, constantly pouring miasma and chaos into the world of Yggdrasil.

Behind him there were countless Chaotic Beast corpses, as he sighed in exhaustion, sitting over a gigantic humanoid mech, holding two enormous swords.

Around him there were thousands of other mechs he controlled, having finished yet another Wave of the Invaders, after many weeks, they have finally managed to reclaim back the Southern area of the Continent of Niflheim, where they had been summoned by the Elf, who would later be known as the Demon of Summoning.

"Hahh… Just like my world." Sighed Jonathan. "This world is dying, invaded by an unknown being…  Even with the powers I possess, I can barely do much… They keep coming, endlessly."

["Professor…"]

The voice of Andromeda echoed from within the mech he was sitting over.

"Andromeda… Have you analyzed yet what these entities truly are?"Googlᴇ search novelenglish.net . fire(.)nᴇt

["From everything I've analyzed, they seem to be composed of Miasma and Chaotic Energies endlessly swirling together and forming a living being. A truly intriguing lifeform that was never registered ever before…"]

["They emerge endlessly from that portal, a different world known as [Chaotic Realm], its origins are unclear, not even the Elf that summoned you knows."]

["However, if we could find a way to close that giant gate, this world could be saved from being flooded by chaos."]

"As if that was the only problem… Even as Chaos and Miasma floods and contaminates this world, there's a maniac called Oberon, lurking somewhere…" Sighed Jonathan. "We've fought him twice already, but his powers… We could only escape from his almighty strength. Strangely enough, he never decided to pursue us."

["He might desire something… from you."]

"Until then, we need to keep absorbing ores and anything that could give us energy to transmute stronger technology. It is our only last hope… Well, aside from Takeru's Dungeons and Monsters. Though those cannot be easily controlled." Sighed Jonathan.

["Professor…"]

"Yes?"

["Do you ever think about Earth?"]

"Every day, Andromeda… Everyday."

The professor looked into the skies sorrowfully, as he slowly made his way back to the Resistance's Hideout, a gigantic Labyrinth Takeru created with all his Powers, deep underground.

In there, there were millions of refugees they had rescued, children ran around the underground streets, several people were selling whatever they had hunted or harvested.

And there were even large shops and factories constantly producing weapons and refining ores for Jonathan to absorb with his powers.

"So much life… Even when the world is in such a state." Jonathan thought. "As long as we prevail and stay alive, there will always be hope…"

He walked into a large room, a gigantic laboratory, there were countless glass tubes filled with all sorts of lifeforms he had been creating and modifying.

But most of them resembled plant-based life, but greatly modified.

And among them, there was a large glass tube containing a small, red lung, overflowing with a dangerous, alien energy.

"Pandemonium's Lung…" 

["To think we could ever find a fragment of such an ancient and powerful entity that existed in the past… I do wonder if it can be of some use for your plans, Professor?"]

"It better be…" Jonathan sighed, as he glanced at the many seedlings growing inside of glass tubes, imbued with the lung's energy. "Pandemonium was said to be a being whose very existence negated all other powers, if we can imbue such power into a seedling, and help it grow into a giant tree, like project Yggdrasil, perhaps… we can heal this world by letting it absorb the miasma and chaos."

["There have been many failures… Is this really possible? Even as much as I calculate… the chances for a lifeform to be able to absorb and take into this power are incredibly low."]

"We have to keep trying…" The professor sighed. "I was unable to save my world… I won't let this world perish like mine did. No matter what."

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