Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System-Chapter 1661 A Perfect Strategy

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In his fight against Marchosias, there was something Drake had learned. As he fought against him and saw how his entire body was being torn to shreds and then regenerating back together no matter what, he learned that this was due to the composition of how demon bodies worked, and the connection the Demon Generals stablished with the Demon Gate that Pandemonium could create.

It was a powerful connection that allowed their strange bodies to endlessly absorb Demonic Energy. As long as there was any Demonic Energy running through their bodies, they could simply continue to endlessly regenerate no matter what.

A demon's soul was connected to their bodies as well, it was something he had found out too. Their body and soul were one and the same, when a demon died, their soul also died, but when given such a power as Demon Generals.

Things were different!

They gained the ability to endlessly regenerate body and soul, continuously keeping themselves at full power all the time. And they could even begin to surpass their own power even further as they fought.

This was why Demon Generals, even when Benladann was able to easily hack them into pieces, could overpower anybody with time.

However!

That didn't mean there was no roundabout ways to defeat them.

Drake was 100% sure he could kill them by eating them and using Gluttony to completely disintegrate and absorb them into his body and soul, like he did with Pandemonium's lung.

However, he couldn't go to fight in there, and to kill them himself he would have to risk the security of his territory and let Benladann use a Dungeon Teleportation Trap to teleport them inside the castle so he could eat them.

Such a thing would be stupid, the Demon Generals wouldn't doubt to use that opportunity to destroy everything. Although Drake was confident he could catch them and eat them quickly, he still didn't want to risk that, and Benladann didn't either.

So, they moved to the other idea Drake had, or well, one of many.

"The Demon Generals are powerful and capable of endless regeneration, completely disintegrating them could kill them completely, but I have another idea…" Drake whispered to Benladann and Miranda. "Miranda, are you ready?"

"Ready!"

RUMBLE!

The three Demon Generals glanced behind them, noticing a gigantic mass of miasmic black slime, with countless crimson eyes, jaws, and tentacles. It was Miranda's truest form, although she was also now a Demonic Spirit and could take into her humanoid succubus-like appearance, this was still her truest appearance.

A monstrosity that, as she continued to devour anything in her path and grow stronger with Benladann, had become thousands of times larger than before.

Currently, this "true form" was only roughly forty percent of her actual size.

And it was already over six hundred meters big, she was a literal moving, living wave of miasma, opening her countless jaws, and ready to swallow the Demon Generals.

"W-What is that thing?!"

"Dammit, run!"

"We can't fight that!"

The three Demon Generals quickly attempted to scatter, but Benladann was right above them, her already gigantic body became three hundred meters now, so enormous that even as fast as they flew, they wouldn't be able to escape in time.

"Stop her! Push her aside!" the werewolf-like Demon General cried.

All three of the Demons roared in unison, clashing against Benladann as they tried to escape Miranda's aberrant body rushing to swallow them all. Their blows were immensely strong and only continued becoming stronger, but Benladann intercepted them all with a combination of her shield, its defensive aura powers, her axe and its abilities, and her explosive and oppressive chaos magic.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

"Dammit!"

The werewolf tried to escape as the other two continued fighting, rushing into the skies.

"WAIT!"

The other two Demon Generals tried to stop him, but Benladann's six draconic eyes shone brightly, her Chaotic Divine Draconic Aura surged from her body, resembling a second body of her own.

It swung its sharp, giant claws against the Demon General, his entire body being hacked and torn to shreds instantly.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

"Uuaarrgh!"

The werewolf-like demon general quickly attempted to regenerate back and continue escaping, but it was too late.

"Found you!"

Miranda's giant tentacles grabbed him, her jaws eating him.

"W-What is this?! Uuarrgh!"

The Demon General kept screaming in horror as he was constantly drowning on Miranda's body. it felt like he was being constantly parasitized in every pore, wound, and orifice of his body.

His torn apart flesh came back together, but with Miranda with it, slowly, his screams became lower, until he finally stopped screaming altogether.

"W-What happened?!"

"Oi!"

Benladann kept the other two busy, swinging her axe and using her Chaotic Divine Draconic Aura to not allow them a second of respite. Their endless regeneration was literally the only trump card they had.

Yet… What the hell happened now?

"…"

The werewolf-like Demon General slowly appeared out of Miranda's miasmic body, his entire body looked mutated and distorted, black miasmic pores and veins covering his entire body, tentacles, eyes, and tiny jaws popping out across it.

The two Demon Generals, who thought of themselves as merciless and powerful warmongering generals that led countless demons across Hell to battle against one another for territories and resources felt like they had become the victims of an horror movie now.

"G-Graaggh…"

The werewolf-like Demon General wasn't himself anymore, his body moved like a puppet, a zombie of sorts, completely infected and parasitized.

"Been a while since I used my real powers… They have sure become stronger now."

Pandemonium wasn't the only ridiculous being in this world, Unique Skill users were many, and amongst them, Benladann was also a ridiculously powerful one.

Her Unique Skill: [Mold], the origin of Miranda, seemed to easily defy all common sense. Its miasmic, slimy existence parasitized and entered every fiber of the Demon General.

Until he became nothing but a Molded, a monster born from a person, or a corpse, that had been infected with Mold.

"Get them."

Miranda controlled the Demon General who rushed to attack his own allies.

Drake smiled.

"It seems to work well…"

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