Overgeared

“A thousand years? It hasn’t even been ten years, let alone a thousand years...”

“What...?”

The words that Skunk blurted out in a flustered manner—Fenrir noticed that the words weren’t false and was shocked. It was to the point where he got the illusion that his stopped heart was thumping. It was excitement in a positive sense.

He looked at Grid. A man who had, in a few years, completed a status that even famous people needed a thousand years to accumulate—Muller and Chreshler’s names seemed ridiculous compared to Grid.

Fenrir, who was half mesmerized, managed to straighten his expression and bowed his head.

“I respect you. Even the Blood King, who has the fate of the family, is just a small role for you.”

He didn’t expect there would come a day when treated someone other than his mother with respect. Fenrir was surprised by this attitude but didn’t feel shame. His head bowed naturally out of respect, not fear. It wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

‘It wasn’t because of Marie Rose that he didn’t mate with her. It was because he refused.’

Fenrir was delighted when thinking about Marie Rose, who would've had felt great shame. He didn’t hate her like Braham, but he had no reason to like her.

“In any case, I won’t disobey you as long as the words ‘Blood King’ means you.”

The reason why Fenrir had been at odds with Beriache, Marie Rose, and Braham was because he refused to get revenge for his mother. He wasn’t convinced about his family’s lives being devoted to an unwinnable battle. But this was no longer the case. He saw a chance of winning through Grid. There was no reason to confront Grid.

[The vampire marquis, ‘Fenrir,’ has recognized your skills and has taken back his hostility. He has abandoned his past grudges before the cause and will cooperate with you as much as possible in the future.]

The situation that Grid had been expecting arrived. He made Fenrir his companion with a few words. However, Grid hesitated a bit.

‘It is a pity to end it like this.’

A flashing notification window on one side of his field of view attracted Grid’s attention.

[Do you want to designate the previous action as a skill?]

[Extreme Blood Destruction]

[If you are targeted by blood magic, immediately draw the Falling Moon Sword and use 200,000 Army Crushing Sword.

It will crush the blood magic and decapitate the target.

*Shares the cooldown of the Falling Moon Sword and 200,000 Army Crushing Sword.]

This was one of the characteristics of an Absolute. Actions could be specified as skills. The power of the existing movements didn’t increase just because it became a skill, but it had the advantage of maximizing convenience. The process of taking out the weapon and using the skill was executed immediately with one command value, and there was no need to manually link it. It meant he could relieve the fatigue caused by battle.

‘It seems the ‘result’ is stored as well...’

It was the result of crushing the blood magic and decapitating the target. Grid pondered on the skill description and felt the need to experiment a bit more. Fenrir happened to be a very strong target.

“Your manner of talking is annoying.”

“......?”

“Won’t you end up disobeying me? It is as if you are being generous.”

In the first place, Fenrir was a vampire with a fighting nature. If he didn’t educate Fenrir clearly, then he would surely rebel one day. Of course, Fenrir felt it was unfair.

You know that I have no reason to disrespect

‘you’ is

“...Keuk!”

all directions were destroying the strange rocks in

yellow dragon—a dragon that resembled a dragon from the east floated behind Grid’s back. It repeatedly stretched and twisted its body as if responding to Grid’s

“Unbelievable...”

between this and a dragon’s energy? The horrified Fenrir was actually weighed down by Dragon Fear. It was the aftermath of the hundreds of God Hands flying

result as a skill, can I use Dragon Fear whenever I

didn’t think he was being shameless. Designate Skill was the authority of an Absolute. It was natural to

the previous action as

[God Hands Random Strike]

to unexpectedly strike from

generated as an

occur when the

fact, the probability of Dragon Fear occurring was as high as 30%. It was correct to say that if he attacked 310 times with the God Hands, it would almost unconditionally occur. Still, probability was probability. There could be no such thing as 100%. Yet based on the description of God Hands Random Strike, the occurrence of

is like

performed a single sword dance. He slowed it down enough so that Fenrir could react. Even then, Fenrir barely reacted

made of Greed, but ordinary black iron. He didn’t have to suffer being targeted by Meteor or Disintegrate,

against me to

a bit disappointed, but he concentrated without showing it. The single sword dances of Pinnacle, Link, Wave,

was by the time Fenrir finally used the ultimate

you want to designate the previous action

want to designate the previous

want to

......

...

[Pinnacle-God’s Command]

Sword Dance ‘Pinnacle’

occur as

[Link-God’s Command]

Dance

will occur as an

......

...

the single sword dance, but he could use God's Command 100% of the time. He could intentionally enjoy the effect that originally could only be enjoyed by taking a penalty

‘This really works.’

but there was no end

want to secure a combination of the fusion sword

as possible before meeting the Specter. Grid looked at the quivering Fenrir. Thanks to Resurrection Blood Transfusion, his appearance was fine, but his eyes were half dead. His contemplative appearance looked like he was on the verge

break him if

respect and goodwill to the man who killed him in the past. He had been pushed to the limit. In

rest now. I’ll call

are you like

your words are getting shorter and

“Kuock...!”

blood state. It quickly permeated into

well until the cooldown time of

Skunk’s eyes looked like he had seen a ghost. His face was blue and it was as if he encountered

a while,

I naturally know. I