Overgeared

Intelligence wasn’t a measure of goodness. Compared to insects who just responded to their instincts, the more intelligent a creature, the more selfish and cruel they were. It was simple when thinking of humans.

[Is it Gujel?]

[No, it is his son.]

[There must be many who are drooling.]

The dragons—the ultimate transcendent species, they were always great. They overwhelmed all others in both wisdom and strength. However, they had never been the subjects of the world. It was because they were brutal. It was virtually impossible for parents who ate their children or siblings who killed their siblings to work together to do big things.

Dragons were creatures that existed to the end. All they could rely on was themselves.

Baaaaang...!

The sun seemed to fall to the ground. If a bit of exaggeration was added, it was reminiscent of a quasar. The waves of blood caused by Marie Rose and the energy of the Breath shot by Xenon swallowed up all the substances around it and eroded the giant city of Reidan.

‘It is dangerous.’

Xenon spread his wings wide. At the same time, he rose to the troposphere and his eyes headed toward the far east. It was the direction of his lair.

From the moment he was born until when he became an adult. It was a home he had built up for over a thousand years. Even after becoming an adult, Xenon invested almost every moment except for the time sleeping to construct his lair. It was to create a stronger and more hidden home.

This was a dragon’s habit, not because Xenon was particularly cautious. Staying in the lair was the dragon’s most obvious survival strategy until thousands of years passed after adulthood and they built up enough power.

“It is disgusting.”

A small person rose in front of Xenon’s giant head. Red blood spread out like a shroud and colored the sky with its own color. It was Marie Rose who followed him. If Xenon was the size of a mountain, she was only a small dot. Marie Rose was very small compared to Xenon. Even so, Xenon felt overwhelmed.

A world where everything that touched his gaze was red. This was already the domain of Marie Rose.

“You turned my dear husband’s city into dust. You deserve to pay for it.”

[It is your fault that it reached this point.]

“I naturally have to punish you. This is what my dear husband wants.”

[This demon...]

The appearance of Marie Rose smiling with a flush on her face made Xenon feel appalled. He felt pity for the one called ‘dear husband’ by this crazy being.

“Leave a wing for your sins,” Marie Rose spoke as kindly as possible.

Although she was displeased with Xenon, she made a rational judgment rather than any excessive decisions that would kill him. It was because her eyelids were getting heavier. She woke up for a while after hearing a big fuss, but she was already at the limit. The Curse of Sloth inherited from Beriache was eating at her body and her thinking again.

[It won’t be good for you if you take your time like this? Act moderately and get out of the way.]

Xenon didn’t agree with the judgment that Marie Rose believed to be rational. He regarded it as excessive greed. It was natural. Like himself, who was being chased by other dragons, she was in a tight position when it came to time. Xenon knew Marie Rose was about to fall asleep. He didn’t think there was a need to match her obstinacy.

Xenon. The sight of her long eyelashes descending was like a moving brush. It

that she made people wonder this, looked good even when she was cursing. Her disdainful gaze gave Xenon a form of stimulation that he had never known. He would’ve been dazzled by Marie Rose at this moment if he hadn’t used Dragon

time, but you are driving

that covered the sky—a change occurred in Marie Rose’s domain. The whirlpool made Xenon’s vision and spirit turbid. It meant that a dragon’s mental defenses had been penetrated. The astonished

area. Sparks popped up every time a red awl touched Xenon’s scales. The majesty of the absolute defense was revealed. None of the tens of thousands of awls pierced Xenon’s scales. Instead, they melted

melted awls. He was wary

can’t

was the aftermath of designating the substance ‘blood’ itself as an immune

blood that reached Xenon’s thigh was scattered everywhere. Xenon felt liberated.

he saw the smile on Marie Rose’s

“You are simple.”

remaining in Marie Rose’s head. It was the knowledge and experience of one of

theory was

Words were poisonous. Dragon who relied on Dragon Words

Beriache’s prediction was correct.

low hierarchy was overly reliant on Dragon Words. He

wings were captured and torn by a force that was as

[Kuaack...!]

realized what happened as he felt his absolute defense temporarily collapsing the

beginning—their intrinsic power was naturally demonic energy. He overlooked the basics and became too obsessed with blood. It was

“Then goodbye.”

any regrets. She used

failed to shoot a Breath at her. It would just be re-announcing his location to the other dragons who would be chasing him. He used magic while resenting his choice and incompetence for losing both wings while trying to

have to leave

end if it was backtracked to the coordinates of his lair. From now on, he would have to escape through portals for at least decades or hundreds of years. At

slip away from the pursuers and

split in half. Xenon recognized the identity of the sword that cut

[You...?!]

place. It was the direction of Reinhardt, the place the humans referred to as the capital of the Overgeared Empire. Yet in front of his eyes, traces of his father that

Gujel’s Sword. It was a divine sword held in the

now, you will be secured by the Tower

cutting the portal that distorted space and stopping

of the tower’s name was too great for

dignity who transcended the limits of his species—Dragon Slayer Hayate was quietly staring

tower than be eaten by your own kind

couldn’t tolerate a situation where Xenon and the dragons’

is no time,” Radwolf checked the dragon radar

[...I understand.]

It was better to follow the tower member and grasp an opportunity than to

“......?!”

[......!!]

a new portal opened at the scene. It was a trace of someone finding this

“Hup!”