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.

was like a moving brush. It felt like the brush was taking a break for a

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

again over time, but you are driving yourself to an early grave due to your vain

the sky—a change occurred in Marie Rose’s domain. The whirlpool made Xenon’s vision and spirit turbid. It meant that

Xenon in the center of the area. Sparks popped up every time a red awl touched Xenon’s scales. The majesty of the

pool of blood made by the melted awls. He was wary of the deep swamp that

can’t

Xenon’s eyes as he squeezed out the Dragon Words. It was the aftermath of designating the substance ‘blood’ itself as an immune target. He suffered incomparable side-effects compared to when he

reached Xenon’s thigh was scattered everywhere.

was until he saw the smile on Marie Rose’s

“You are simple.”

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

mother’s theory

poisonous. Dragon

Beriache’s prediction was correct.

was overly reliant on Dragon Words. He was tricked

a force that was

[Kuaack...!]

absolute defense

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

“Then goodbye.”

hand and really left without any regrets. She used Xenon’s blood that

his location to the other dragons who would be chasing him. He used magic while resenting his

have to

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

if I momentarily slip away from the pursuers

portal split in half. Xenon recognized the identity of the sword that cut the portal with one glance. It was a sword

[You...?!]

of Reinhardt, the place the humans referred to as the capital of the Overgeared Empire. Yet in front

It was a divine sword held in the

will be secured by the

distorted space and stopping Xenon’s escape. It was close to

human being... commanding a dragon? The weight of the tower’s

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

than be eaten by

the disasters that dragons would cause. They couldn’t tolerate a situation where Xenon and the dragons’ chase would make the continent turbulent. They

the dragon radar

[...I understand.]

tower member and grasp an opportunity than to die here. However, things went differently

“......?!”

[......!!]

opened at the scene. It was a trace of

“Hup!”