Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System
Chapter 38: Exhausting Battle

He somehow managed to run incredibly fast.

It was only but a single charge, but his speed was enough for me to not be able to see him before he appeared right in front of me.

What's up with this guy's superhuman capabilities?

It must be the rush of Berserk Mode and adrenaline, he's going crazy.

His HP is already at 300 and something, he still took both wind attacks head-on.

But now, he gave me an uppercut, right into my head.

The pain was horrible, and I could clearly feel how my neck's muscles were slowly being torn apart.

My bones were cracking, and I was about to be beheaded by his sheer strength.

This is ridiculous.

If I don't do something, I am about to get my head blown off.

But I do something through my parallel mind thought processing and enhanced speed thought to process.

I suddenly activate the Skill I didn't have much faith in, Berserk Mode.

Suddenly, my entire body muscles bulge and become stronger.

My neck which was about to be torn apart somehow managed to resist.

I twist my head, almost breaking it, as I open my jaws and bite the Rat-Gorilla's muscular arm.

The rush of crimson energy all around my body makes my entire body feel like it is burning.

So this is the power these bastards had…

"GGROOARR…!"

The Rat-Gorilla groans in pain as I crush his hand's bones with my enormous bite.

Yeah, did you think I was a pure mage build? I am not a dragon for nothing!

I put so much strength into the bite that I feel like I am tearing apart his arm.

And with a bit of force and the winds to help me push.

CRASH!

I take away his right arm!

"GRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAA…!"

The Rat-Gorilla loses it as I took away one of his weapons right away.

It falls over the ground as it groans in agony, the blood coming from his wound is a shit ton.

I quickly gulp the entire arm, as I feel calories and mana recovering.

I can do this.

I grasp the snow and use the wind to throw me away, right before the Rat-Gorilla was to crush me with his legs.

I glance at his HP.

A bit over 200.

Taking away his arm is also constantly draining his Vitality through the blood loss.

These are probably his last moments, but these last moments are where beasts become the deadliest.

They completely disregard their lives and throw themselves at you with everything they have.

Like the Ice Bear that crushed me to almost death with his weight, this guy can also go all out and do something outrageous.

But I am not going to let him crush me as the Ice Bear did.

Not at all.

I brace myself as Berserk Mode is draining both calories and mana.

My mana left? Around 140…

I have two more shots.

And he has a bit over 200 HP.

I grit my teeth, and jump!

Yes, motherfucker, I am going straight to you!

The Rat-Gorilla has seen me running around so much that he actually gets surprised!

Nonetheless, he braces himself as his muscles bulge, almost taking double their size!

He prepares his fist as it begins to gather mana, he wants to finish me off with a single punch!

But I am going to finish you off with my winds before that!

Our eyes meet, as we stare at each other in these milliseconds.

I am going to survive, and see another day!

STORM!

I put my will, mind, imagination, and my blazing resolve to survive into my very wind, as it flows like a storm of green-colored slicing winds, spiraling into an enormous tornado!

"GROOOOAARRR!"

The Rat-Gorilla moves his fist as if it were as fast as a bullet towards me while jumping straight to me.

My tornado against his fist clashes.

My winds begin to slice through his entire body, coating him with his crimson blood.

But his fists are incredibly resilient, penetrating the enormous pressure of the wind, barely being slowed down!

I see his HP reach zero already, but he keeps moving and reaching me!

Die!

Just die already!

Hist fist reaches to me, as his entire body suddenly becomes stiff.

His crimson eyes directly glance at mine, I feel like the grim reaper is right behind me, caressing me with his skeletal hands.

The coldness of death embraces my entire being, as I try to resist with everything I have, but my Mana is completely gone, and my calories are incredibly low too.

I am done for…

Boom.

His entire body falls to the left, motionless.

Eh?

He's… dead.

Did I win?

I really won.

I fall over the snow, I can barely move an inch.

My entire body is aching, the Berserk Mode Skill has this aftereffect.

Ungh…

I won…

I glance atop the cloudy skies, as the clouds suddenly dissipate.

And the brightness of the sun bathes my entire tattered and wounded body.

Hahh…

I feel like passing out at any moment.

I glance at my HP.

32…

I was about to die.

I have to… keep moving.

I force myself with whatever energy is left, as I begin to move near the corpse of the Rat-Gorilla.

I grasp its leg and begin eating it with my jaws.

I force myself to eat it, the flesh is hard and the bones incredibly resilient too.

But I munch it all and swallow it.

Munch and swallow…

I keep eating more and more.

Immortal Body finally has more energy to kick in, as my wounds begin to slowly heal.

I have to keep eating though.

I feel like my mind is blacking out and coming back all the time.

I hear strange and creepy voices whispering to my ears.

I see shadows moving around and disappearing.

I am hallucinating again.

Ugh…

I keep eating, I can't sleep now, it's too dangerous.

I force myself to eat more until I feel like I am about to pass out of pure exhaustion.

I get energy yet I am exhausted, what a strange body.

I guess the Immortal Body is using all the energy to heal me, bringing it back to zero very quickly.

I quickly make a hole, and throw the corpse there, alongside myself, and seal the hole.