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

Their technology was not silver-colored as always, but black, and they had red lines across their metallic bodies. There was a strange aura across these elves, as their eyes shone bright red, and they smiled maliciously unlike the other elves which were quickly dealt with. Although Alma and company didn't realized as soon, Drake did.

"Those are Vampires?! And the clones… These clones were turned into Vampires…!" He thought. "And that technology is loaded with their powers, I can sense Blood Essence, the special power of vampires within this technology. Is this because Oberon's Soul Fragments allied with the Venerable of Blood?!"

Drake couldn't believe what he was seeing. Apparently Greenwood had prepared way more to deal with Alma than the group of elves could believe. They alongside all the children they were trying to rescue suddenly found themselves cornered by these powerful-looking new foes.

"Those guys… red eyes and silver hair? Vampires?!" Alma asked.

"And there are almost a hundred of them… Shit!" Hermes said.

"So it was true, Greenwood is working with Vampire Clans from this continent. We were being chased by Vampires." Said Elma.

"This is bad…" Elena sighed.

"Hmph, although your tech might look new, it doesn't mean it cannot be disabled, I'll have to just load as much Mana as I can!" Alma roared, her green eyes shone brightly as she unleashed a powerful wave of gray, near invisible energy outside of her body, targeting all the surrounding Vampire Elves rushing towards her. "Super… Mana… OVERCHARGE!"

TRUUUUUUMMMMMM…!

An enormous wave of electromagnetic power generated by the immense concentration of Mana, now reaching billions in numerical quantity spread out everywhere, targeting the hundreds of soldiers marching towards them!

BOOOOOOMMMM!

An enormous explosion happened, as Alma looked at her surroundings, suddenly gasping for air. Her body and soul couldn't take too much Mana being used, as she would begin to deteriorate.

Several of the soldiers suddenly had their armor and guns being disabled, around half of them only, those that were guarding the ones behind. However, the over fifty soldiers behind them remained with their technology intact!

"What? I couldn't disable them all?!" Alma asked. She was sure to have used enough Mana this time! However, she suddenly was hit with exhaustion, falling to her knees and gasping for air. She was sweating bullets, already suffering from "Mana Overload Fever" a strange condition only she has ever suffered through, which happened when her body and soul were overloaded with so much mana it paralyzed her and weakened her body. She had used, after all, billions of Mana in a single powerful spell.

"Alma!" Hermes said, quickly trying to put her inside of his spatial bubble, but it didn't worked either, as he was incapable of using space magic.

"Heh, that was admirable."

Suddenly, the voice of a detestable man resonated across the entire room, as the soldiers stopped walking, pointing their guns at the elves while the other group conjured magic circles, ready to fire spells at them.

"That voice…!" Elma said.

"He's here?!" Elena asked.

"GREENWOOD!" Hermes roared with fury, as the projection of a handsome elf with long blonde hair and sharp green eyes emerged before them.

"It appears you've been surprised. Did you never expected me to be ready for your surprises now? I am not a foolish man that doesn't learn from his mistakes. Surely, allying with the Vampire Clan was a good choice. Their power has boosted my soldiers through the roof. Admire my new troops, Alma, Hermes! Vampire Elves, their power is tens of times their original abilities. greater magic affinity, and above all, most of their weakness are negated through the technology over their bodies, the last gen tech I've made myself combining both vampire's powers and technomancy!" Greenwood felt like telling them the truth, as he was sure their demise was close.

"You bastard, you would go to such lengths to defeat us?! Allying damn vampires?!" Alma asked angrily.

"You know? Vampires and I have a long history of enmity. However, these are different times now. When both of our parties are facing trials and tribulations, the only thing we can do is face them together as allies." Laughed Greenwood. "Now, my dear guests, I cannot actually kill you. Your powers are amazing useful, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I killed you before I could steal such delicious Unique Skills. Especially yours, Alma…"

"Bastard… I will destroy this entire facility! I will never allow you to-"

"Long time no see, Alma."

However, another new voice echoed across the room, stopping Alma from talking.

A young man appeared, an elf. He was an elf at his mid-thirties, but that looked as young as a teenager, although quite taller than his appearance suggested. He had short blonde hair and red eyes, glaring down at Alma while furrowing his eyes, across his body, there was several implants of technology, enhancing his body… His appearance looked utterly futuristic, but this man was someone Alma knew very well.

"Eh? No… W-Why are you here? I thought…" Alma muttered.

"You thought what?" The elven man asked. "That I died that time when the facility was destroyed by you and your friends?"

"C-Callon…" Alma muttered, her eyes quickly beginning to cry tears of sadness and regret. "Why? What happened to you? Why do you…?!"

"Hahahaha!"

The laughing of Greenwood echoed across the entire facility.

"Do you like what I've done to your beloved big brother, Alma?! I've upgraded his broken and destroyed body, and I've given him a second chance at life!" Laughed Greenwood. He rubbed this fact all over Alma's face, as he was already the sole cause of her conflict with her brother, and now, he was bringing this back even now, after so long.

"I owe everything to Lord Greenwood, who has given me a second chance to finally avenge my parents and kill you for good, Alma. My beloved little sister." Callon said, his eyes glowing bright neon red, as Alma gritted her teeth, slowly stepping back in horror.

The worst possible scenario has happened now.