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.

be less frustrating than this if I

Trauka noticed it.

him—all his words were entering one ear and going out the other. The serene eyes were the proof. The desire in those red eyes was

[You are crazy.]

thunderbolt. Then a battle took place in the Realm of the Absolute, where the fragments of the

crossed the debris and relentlessly threatened each

enough to hold several mountains, collapsed in an instant. If observed from the outside, Trauka’s lair resembled the moon at first glance. It was like the moon sunk

mountains was a realm of art that couldn’t be surpassed by a human level. Now a

pursued the woman who shot out noisily from the pierced hole. It was a Breath. It was the first time Trauka showed off a proper

is better for you to wallow in a worthless life, just as

anything and they repeatedly evaporated Marie Rose’s blood

Rose showed no signs

to fight in strength against an

pierced through the flames and scratched Trauka’s scales with her nails. Before the scars in the scales could heal, she inserted her hand that had shapened like blade and ripped them apart.

a balloon popping. It was the noise from Trauka’s belly as it was trampled on by Marie Rose’s small, white feet. Anyone would mistakenly believe that a hole had been drilled. Yes. It was an illusion. Even if a mosquito stung a human, there was no way the human’s skin would explode.

obviously

‘...This person, no way?’

to make it obvious, but

‘She didn’t lose anything?’

God. It must’ve been Grid’s ultimate move. In other words, she wielded

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

a monster that

revenge on Baal, perhaps she also wanted to establish a

‘Poor thing.’

wings moved so fast that they blurred and twisted the trajectory of things around them. The number of Marie Rose’s missed attacks became frequent. Occasionally, her fingernails would graze Trauka’s scales, causing sparks to fly

atmosphere, his body glowed like a meteorite burning from the frictional heat. It was a physical phenomenon created by combining the

Rose’s body increased. It was the

blow her as far

Fire Dragon reached a certain speed, he was going to expand and show off a tremendous force that would blow Marie Rose

die from this much. However, it would be impossible for her to regenerate immediately because it consumed a lot of stamina. It was like asking for

leave this place. He predicted that she would save her own life by going along with the flow of power of the tail and flying away. It was natural. Marie Rose was different from Ifrit. She might be crazy, but she had no reason to cling to

[......]

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

was severe. Both arms were shattered. Some of the sides of her body couldn’t be protected by her arms and were destroyed without leaving a trace. Her blood evaporated without a

you pushing yourself so hard? You have a separate duty to

weapon he had been boasting about for eternity was horribly damaged.

eyes were regaining their vitality as she met his eyes. Her Curse of Sloth had been briefly shaken off due

know how your child

[......?]

was a strange question. Trauka cocked

child in the egg who must’ve felt relieved when

[...What are you saying?]

once again realized that the vampire in front of him was purely crazy. It was natural since she didn’t respond

sure you haven’t thought about

Marie Rose remembered.

the hand that reached out to

her as ‘the one who bears Beriache’s grudge.’ In Marie Rose’s opinion, Trauka, who preyed on his children, resembled Beriache, who made her children bear the burden of vengeance. It was the attitude of treating children as