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

"OOOOOHHH!"

"He's here!"

"This guy…"

"Damn, he looks as crazy as before…"

"I hate this bastard!"

"No, no, he's cool."

The figure that fell down from the sky generated mixed reactions from the crowd of dragons. Some liked him and others absolutely hated him. It was quite clear why, just as Jotun was about to explain.

"And here it is… The second Earth Dragon to participate. He's a bad guy! He likes to break the will of his foes… He loves to see them cry! And he came to chew gum and beat ass, and he's all out of gum! The one and only… The "Butcherer"… IRON!"

"OOOOOOHHHHHH!!!"

The smoke that he generated by falling here quickly dissipated, revealing a figure just as big as Boulder. Iron was an enormous western-looking dragon with enormous metallic spikes all over his body. He completely left Boulder ridiculed. Not only that, but he was one of the few Earth Dragons with wings, enormous wings at that.

His brown scales were made of enormously hard metals, and his entire head was filled with spikes, making him look like a punk. As if that wasn't enough, he had a lot of scars over his body, and blood-red tattoos showing how wild he truly was. His long tongue looked like a snake, and his sharp eyes seemed to be mocking us by merely looking at us.

He raised his arms, the crowd cheered for him, some booed for him, but they all knew about him.

"GYAHAHAHAHAHA!"

His insane laughter made some grit their fangs, and other smile with excitement. He had quite the reputation.

"YOOO!" He said, looking the three of us. "Let's see what we got there! A "Dragon King" that looks more like a big and shiny piece of rock, a little… what the heck are you? And then there's this nobody!" Laughed Iron. "Nice to meet you three losers! I am going to beat you all to a pulp until you will have my footprints all over your damn face! GYAHAHAHA!"

He was indeed wild.

Benladann and my father grew angered at his horrendous attitude.

"I am going to teach you a lesson, punk…" My father said while gritting his teeth, his red eye shone bright red, menacingly.

"Ooooh!!! So scared! I am so scareeeed! GYAHAHAHA!" Laughed Iron.

"And of course, everybody, we can't forget our third participant!" Said Jotun.

The crowd quickly fell silent, asking one another who could it be. Apparently, the third Earth Dragon was someone new… not a veteran well known by the crowd like Iron and Boulder.

FLASH!

Suddenly, a flash of bright light emerged atop the Colosseum.

"Ah, there she is!" Jotun said.

"E-Eh? Light?"

"Who is that?"

"Is she really an Earth Dragon?!"

"Wait, she's too young, is she a new generation?!"

"In the previous tournament, she beat the crap out of my kids and became the number one at the early age of only a hundred and twenty years!" Said Jotun.

Wait, she's younger than me?!

"She's still alive by the way! Living in the deserts of Svartalfheim, she terrorizes locals and monsters alike!"

So she lives in a desert… Hold up! She's alive?! So Iron and Boulder are dead, figures… they look pretty old.

"The "Little Champion"! My beautiful little granddaughter… The daughter of a Earth Dragon and a Light Dragon… Amethyst!"

FLAAAAASH!

A bright golden light slowly descended into the colosseum, making everybody almost blind. She slowly stood in the floor, we couldn't even see her, but she was certainly smaller than her siblings, in fact, way smaller than us as well.

"Wait, you mean that Amethyst?!"

"T-The little demon…"

"No way…"

"She came again?!"

"She's going to rampage everything!"

The crowd reactions were quite obvious, Amethyst was no simple dragon.

Her small figure quickly revealed itself, showing a beautiful Earth Dragon. She was small compared to us, only being roughly twenty meters tall. Her entire body, all her scales, from head to toe, were covered on jewels.

Mostly of red, brown, orange, and purple color, making her resemble a beautiful statue built by an ancient civilization in the desert. Her neck was decorated with gold scales, and her eyes were shiny, glowing with rainbow light, she lacked wings, but had enormous spikes over her back, which all shone with bright light. Her entire head resembled a majestic snake.

And she also had a strange aura… an element I had never seen before was within her.

Not only just Light and Earth, but something else.

"So you're the Dragon King…" Amethyst said rather emotionlessly.

"I am." I said. "Nice to meet you."

"Hmph…" Amethyst seemed to not like me. "Who gave you the title of dragon king anyways? I'll show everyone here you're nothing but a farse… I am the destined one to become the Queen of Dragons, not you."

"…Eh? Come again?"

"I said so!" Amethyst said.

The entire crowd cheered for their little hero. Iron and Boulder smiled back at her.

"GYAHAHAHA! She's small but she's really strong, you better not provoke her more!" Laughed Iron.

"Hmph, compared to her, we are not much." Laughed Boulder.

"What?" I asked in surprise.

These two enormously strong guys… are not much compared to her?!

This little girl?!

No way… she's so small she reminds me of my daughters.

"I-Is this little girl really that strong?" Asked Benladann. "I don't know why but she really reminds me of Benladra."

"Yeah, must be because she's a light dragon…" I sighed.

"Don't let her appearance deceive you… I remember seeing her fight back then." My father said. "She's incredibly strong and has a special magic that can somehow control… gravity."

"What? Gravity?!" I asked. "Is it not a divine power?"

"No… it comes from her own jewels and her body; it is insanely strong! Don't get closer to her!" My father warned us. "If we ever stand a chance to put her down, we have to attack her from a long distance… did you hear me you two?!"

"Yeah… I get it!" Benladann said.

"I see…" I said while rubbing my chin.

I kept my eyes locked on her, as she looked at me defiantly, she really hated me for being crowned the Dragon King… Did she really wanted to take my place?

I wonder what's her story…

"NOW… THE DRAGON TOURNAMENT SHALL BEGIN!" Jotun roared; the entire crowd went crazy.

At long last, the fight was about to begin.