Overgeared

The news of Beriache’s death had been a hot topic among the dragons. Some of them were shocked.

The 3 evils of the beginning—Beriache might suffer from the curse, but she was still Yatan’s daughter. In a way, it could be called the most noble status in the world after the old dragons and the gods of the beginning in the hierarchy. It was a natural position to enjoy eternal life and achieve everything she set out to do.

Yet she chose death on her own. It was in return for giving her child all her power. It meant that the vengeance she felt toward Baal was beyond imagination and it was also evidence that her power couldn’t harm Baal.

‘Marie Rose.’

The existence that inherited the power and aspirations of Beriache. She was chosen as a means to handle Baal and her skills were incredible. By manipulating the flow of blood at will and immediately refining the mana absorbed by her heart into demonic energy, there was no limit to her body and magic. It seemed that her body and magic were completely linked to her consciousness. It was the realm of realizing her willpower as soon as it was conceived.

It was right to compare it to operating the Heart Sword. Of course, it wasn’t Muller’s Heart Sword, but a normal Heart Sword. However, this was enough. Her appearance was beyond that of a transcendent and close to an absolute.

Cranbel’s left limb was ripped off entirely. She approached with relentless speed and penetrated the absolute defense with demonic energy, ripping at the scales, flesh, and bones. Force, magic, and power were completely integrated and exerted their strength.

Cranbel had a definite insight.

‘She isn’t an opponent I can win against in this state.’

Therefore, he simply gave away his limb. He didn’t resist.

Marie Rose noticed it. “You know that you have committed a mortal sin.”

[Are you discussing sin with a dragon? You are so wicked to rule with overwhelming force, just like the child of the demon who fought against Baal.]

Were all dragons the same just because they were dragons? Marie Rose shut up as she was about to hit back. This was a consideration of Cranbel’s status.

A being who seemed to prove that the refractive dragon existed. Cranbel must be a direct descendant of an old dragon. He deserved respect. Her dear husband who pushed him to this point... he was really cool.

“Huhut.”

“......?”

Grid became startled as he was staring blankly at Marie Rose. She suddenly turned to smile at him and he felt more affection and obsession than usual. He had the idea that it wouldn’t be strange if he was kidnapped like this and put into a coffin for the rest of his life.

[Overgeared God Grid. A great person who overshadows the years.]

Cranbel’s gaze was also directed at Grid. It was with a declaration that he wouldn’t kill Grid.

[In the current situation, I must also be prepared for death if I want to harm you. I will conform to reason and give up on the covenant. Will you allow it?]

“......”

respect in the words ‘allow it.’ Cranbel was a strong being with no reason to be wary of Grid. Even so, the person he was reluctant to act against right now was Grid, not Marie Rose. He was asking for Grid’s understanding, not Marie Rose’s. It was interpreted as him not wanting to ignore

how

good character. It was like Xenon.

smiled slightly and looked at Marie Rose. She came close

his

meant he could send Cranbel away. Marie Rose was also burdened to have a life or death battle with Cranbel. The odds of winning were high, but she judged that the sacrifices

She could become the target of an old dragon. It wasn’t good for Marie Rose,

‘His taste is unique.’

Grid’s heart. What was so good about a crazy dragon? Even so, Grid was looking at Cranbel with favorable eyes despite Cranbel being the one to turn him into tatters. She didn’t want Grid’s resentment

Instead, I have

the day when Grid had released her seal and demanded to be spared. It was nice to

[What is the condition?]

you don’t retaliate against

have good feelings

a dragon’s smile. It was an expression that the dragons

same expression as Ifrit. It was just quickly

will never

chance to say goodbye. Transparent silver scales seemed to reflect the moonlight flowing through the cracks of the collapsed ceiling as he hid himself and disappeared like it was a lie. The strength of a silver dragon was

will go

honor to

while fighting together. It was simply just because they saw Marie

any way to

worry at the one dragon who couldn’t

It was sad to see the burned skin and the broken bones protruding from them. It was

grasp the situation. It was natural. For civilians, dragons were no different from gods. Most people couldn’t see a dragon in their entire lifetime. Yet today, the people of Reidan saw a huge

because ordinary people couldn’t distinguish the appearance of dragons. In their eyes, all the dragons today looked the same. There was a limitation to recognizing something

die so easily. He will

was the one who rescued the people of Reidan from Xenon. She had personally witnessed the scene of Xenon turning Reidan to ashes. Even so, she didn’t bother to tell Grid. She was

his senses and deceived Grid, Marie Rose planned to immediately cut off his limbs. A

[......]

The speed of recovery transcended common sense. The broken bones quickly reconnected and found their

me

their magic power was more focused on attack than recovery. Scales started to develop on Xenon’s body as

worried expression as he asked. He met Xenon’s big eyes, which were revealed without

fought with Grid on his back. Even with a wounded body, he protected Grid at the risk of death