Overgeared

Chapter 1770

[...Yes.]

Fire Dragon Trauka slowly raised his head. The deep, long pit on the ground was a sign of his jaw being stuck there. It was a symbol of the unprecedented event made by a vampire who did a six step dance.

[I admit it.]

The scales of Trauka’s head, which had been smashed by a powerful attack, quickly regenerated and joined together. The procession of red scales that adsorbed into each other without leaving a single gap was like a wall. It was an endless wall that couldn’t exist on the surface. It was a wall that the heavenly gods couldn’t cross and gradually painted red with their own blood.

[The world has changed.]

Dragon who reigned in the world before my dear husband was born...

Trauka reflected on Marie Rose’s words. He took it seriously, rather than hastily denying it.

Certainly, the world was different from the one that Trauka remembered. In less than a year, he had already been hurt twice. The first wound was dealt by an unfilial child who didn’t care about her father’s position at all, and the second was dealt by a mad vampire.

The two of them had something in common. It was the fact that they wielded the power gained from the newly born Only One God, Grid. Yes, he was the one who created this unprecedented event. He proved that the world had changed by inflicting two wounds on Trauka, who had ruled for eternity.

[The influence of an Only One God isn’t something to be ignored. It is so shocking that I can’t help thinking back to when I first saw Chiyou.]

Why did the dragons sign a nonaggression pact with the gods? It was because it was Rebecca’s will. Trauka had decided that it would be unwise to confront Rebecca. Thus, he made a promise and kept it. Technically, he was controlled.

Meanwhile, Chiyou was different. Perhaps the only one Rebecca couldn’t control was Chiyou. It was to the point where he saved Hanul, who thought he was going to die.

Trauka had to admit it. An Only One God was special and Grid was also an Only One God. But—

The total amount of ‘specialness’ was different for each existence. Moreover, Trauka himself was special.

[But that is it. I don’t think Grid’s influence is enough to make me apologize.]

Dragons don’t forget.

Trauka clearly remembered Beriache’s abilities. She could reproduce the power of the target whose blood she sucked from the minimum to the maximum. In order to reproduce it again, there was a condition that the blood must be sucked again. Reproducing it to the maximum meant sacrificing something. This was even assuming that Marie Rose was better than Beriache.

Currently, Marie Rose was in a state where the ‘blood was consumed’ and partially ‘damaged.’

Drop Dragon—she wasn’t in a position to use that arrogant sword technique of dropping dragons again. She couldn’t afford to make any more variables.

[One who bears Beriache’s grudge. The world will seem very simple to you. It is divided into whether your mother’s vengeance is accomplished and completed, or whether it fails and can’t be completed.]

Trauka’s huge eyes contained the universe. It had a colorful glow and contained a history unknown to modern humans. There were countless experiences and emotions.

[However, the real world isn’t as simple as what you know. This isn’t the domain of an individual. There is too much at stake.]

The flames intensified as the Fire Dragon’s breathing intensified. The presence of the wounded old dragon swelled beyond his size. He proved that he was the center of the world.

Marie Rose wasn’t intimidated. Who was she up against now? She had never forgotten for a single moment. Putting aside her calm expression, she had been prepared to die when she came here. There was no grand reason. She just wanted Grid to be respected. He was the man she chose.

this if I sat down and

Trauka noticed it.

were entering one ear and going out the other. The serene eyes were the proof. The

[You are crazy.]

by Trauka’s tail, which had moved like a thunderbolt.

crossed the debris and

the outside, Trauka’s lair resembled the moon at first glance. It

of art that couldn’t be

shot out noisily from the pierced hole.

one who bears Beriache’s grudge. It is better for you to wallow in a worthless life, just as you have been doing all your

opponent for Marie Rose. Trauka was wrapped in flames of willpower that melted anything and they repeatedly evaporated Marie Rose’s blood before she could try

Rose showed no signs of

to fight in strength against

heal, she inserted her hand that had shapened like blade and ripped them apart. In order to crush his

drilled. Yes. It was an illusion. Even if a mosquito stung

was obviously like

‘...This person, no way?’

skin of his belly was convulsing. He tried not to make it obvious,

‘She didn’t lose anything?’

been Grid’s ultimate move. In other words, she wielded the Only One God’s ultimate skill as if it was her own strength. She naturally would’ve paid a heavy

half. However, Marie Rose showed no signs of weakening at

created a monster that

Baal, perhaps she also wanted to establish

‘Poor thing.’

around them. The number of Marie Rose’s missed

body glowed like a meteorite burning from the frictional heat. It was a physical phenomenon created by combining the speed of an Absolute with the flames of

wounds on Marie Rose’s body increased. It was the aftermath of her flowing blood evaporating

blow her as far away as

tail was clinging to the skin of his belly. The moment the Fire Dragon reached a certain speed, he was going to expand and show off a tremendous force that would blow Marie

Her body would shatter the moment she tried to hold out against the flow of power. Of course, she wouldn’t die from this much. However,

of power of the tail and flying away. It was natural. Marie Rose was different from Ifrit.

[......]

didn’t choose to fly away. Instead, she planted her feet on the ground like a tree

arms were shattered. Some of the sides of her body couldn’t be protected by her arms and were destroyed without leaving a trace.

here? Why are you pushing yourself so hard? You have a

aftermath of Marie Rose’s collision with his self-defense. A weapon he had been boasting about for eternity was horribly damaged. It didn’t recover easily.

the contrary, Marie Rose’s red eyes were regaining their vitality as she met his eyes. Her

know how your

[......?]

strange question.

the feelings of your child in the egg who must’ve felt relieved when feeling the signs of you sleeping soundly next to

[...What are you saying?]

to diverge completely off track. Trauka once again realized that the vampire in front of him was purely crazy. It was natural since she didn’t respond at all no matter what type of conversation he tried to have. Then

sure you haven’t thought

Marie Rose remembered.

hand that reached out to hold his

grudge.’ In Marie Rose’s opinion, Trauka, who preyed on his children, resembled Beriache, who made her children bear the burden of vengeance. It