Overgeared

Duguen!

The terribly crushed heart started beating again. The contraction and relaxation were faster and more powerful than they had been in the past hundreds of years. The moment his heart contracted, the blood vessels all over his body pulsed in unison. Blood that circulated quickly like a rapid stream was sucked into the heart.

There was a chill from the top of Braham's head.

The heart that greedily sucked the blood in the body released it again. This time, it was a mixture of magic power and blood. Blood and magic power were integrated.

Strengthening through integration.

The pleasure that he had forgotten for hundreds of years penetrated his brain. His consciousness was awakened to an unprecedented level.

"Hah..." Braham breathed deeply in ecstasy. The focus in the red eyes became blurred for a moment. His two cheeks, which looked whiter in contrast to the blood covering his face, filled with a faint flush. The viewers gulped and swallowed their saliva at the sight.

Braham, who was drunk on pleasure, showed a seductiveness they had never imagined. The anchors from broadcasting stations around the world, who were supposed to show the situation, were blushing with mesmerized expressions. It was regardless of gender or age.

Duguen!

Braham swept back his messy hair and enjoyed the sensation he had craved for hundreds of years. Blood and magic power were integrated every time his heart contracted and relaxed. He savored the strengthened magic power and physical changes that were the result without missing a single thing.

It was the sensation of becoming stronger just by breathing. This was a drug. There was only a positive cycle. It was a privilege gained by strengthening the perfect body and magic power that his mother had given him.

Braham was grateful that he was alive. He was pleased to be able to once again enjoy the valuable results of his research at the expense of many of his own people. Wouldn't those who died as unwanted experiments find it rewarding to see what he was now? If those useless people were still alive, they would've been no help at all. They should be thrilled and delighted to be helpful even in death.

Electric currents swirled over Braham's head as he was engulfed in an arrogance close to madness. It was the precursor to the large-scale lightning magic, Giga Raiden. However, the electric currents were in a strange state. They weren't blue or yellow, but red. His magic nature had changed due to mixing the magic that he studied after being deprived of his qualifications and degenerating to a human with the power of a direct descendant that was regained at this moment.

'If I induce it in this way...'

It was a state of awakened consciousness. Braham's brain was active like never before. It was an area of transcendence. It was a level where he created new skills in real time by combining his regained power and magic.

Peak Sword, Kyle, the dukes, knights, soldiers, and players—lightning flashed around them as they were isolated on the battlefield while fighting against the soul army and blood sprayed out like paint. Giga Raiden, which had fallen from above, rose in the reverse direction using blood as the medium. It swept over the soul soldiers, turning them into ashes.

"Marie Rose," Braham, who used an unbelievable move, called out to the woman in the air. He didn't raise his head to look at her. His gaze was fixed on Gamigin. It wasn't because he was wary of Gamigin. Currently, he used the flowing mana and blood scattered all over the battlefield as his senses. It was possible to observe Gamigin's actions without having to see it with his eyes.

if Marie Rose was a god. There were

here. I will give you credit for

their mother. From the beginning, she was an object of jealousy and hatred. Additionally, Braham was deprived of all his power and rights by her. Therefore, Braham resented and hated her even more. The same was

her not long ago was now talking to her in a lively manner. She didn't find it unpleasant. She was worried Braham would rush recklessly at her despite their mother's enemy being right in front of them. Fortunately, he wasn't crazy enough to

turn and leave when Braham called out to her, "I overcame

you.' Hundreds of years ago,

stopped the body that wanted to go back and lie down in the coffin right away. Braham was delighted after

that I've regained my strength, I can resolve

this

sent her a look

else." Marie Rose glared. Her expression was cold like her sleepiness

had been suffering from the Curse of Sloth all her life. He would want to shake off this curse even if it meant selling his soul. He never thought she would so coldly kick away this chance

want to be in my hands, even if it means suffering

Braham clicked his tongue.

the bait he threw out, but... it was

already been rescued from the crisis. All the soul soldiers who were attacking the humans were burned by the lightning and disappeared.It was a sight worth being called a

"Gasp...Gasp...?"

I die.The problem

radius of five meters around him was empty. It was due to the forest of red lightning rising from the ground. Every time the fearless soul soldiers entered the forest, they were scattered into piles

"This...?" Was it Kyle?

being helped by the baptism of unidentified lightning. Kyle was one of them. He followed Kyle's quivering gaze and saw Braham's back. Braham stood firmly despite being in tatters. The back that appeared between the torn shirt... it was clean without any damage. Gamigin's hooves

Peak Sword couldn't understand the situation but he straightened his body. The main feature of the Overgeared members was that they adapted well to changes. Perhaps

to taking medicine for the fracture during the battle. His left arm was almost re-attached. Instead, he was on the verge of running out of

was like a bull just before charging, although she was clearly

thought, 'I'll protect

Blink. Braham could escape as long as there was a short gap. Peak Sword didn't delay any longer after knowing this. He left the area of lightning and shot forward like an arrow. He jumped

stood in the distance. His hands never left the sheath

Demon—the one who surpassed the penalty of the human world and showed off the dignity of one of the world's strongest existences. Peak Sword didn't shrink back while rushing

In order to create that one opportunity, his mind focused only on his fingertips while he gave his flesh and bones to

'I can do it.'