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

Trauka noticed it.

vampire in front of him—all his words were entering one ear and going out the other. The serene eyes were the

[You are crazy.]

which had moved like a thunderbolt. Then

and Trauka crossed the debris and relentlessly threatened

which was huge 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 to the ground. It was

carved out of a few mountains was a realm of art that couldn’t be surpassed by a human level. Now a small hole was drilled in

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

a worthless

was the worst type of 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 anything. He sealed

showed no

existence—she didn’t hesitate to fight

scales could heal, she inserted her hand that had shapened like blade and ripped them

was a sound like 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

obviously like

‘...This person, no way?’

not to make it obvious, but the pain of being trampled on

‘She didn’t lose anything?’

the blood of the Only One God. It must’ve been Grid’s ultimate move. In other words,

by half. However, Marie

monster that exceeded

taking revenge on Baal, perhaps she also wanted to establish a

‘Poor thing.’

number of Marie Rose’s missed attacks

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

Rose’s body increased. It was the aftermath of her flowing

blow her as far

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 Rose to the other side of the continent. Finally, the tail fell away from the belly

on. 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, it would be impossible for her to regenerate

obediently 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

[......]

by his tail, she didn’t choose to fly away. Instead, she planted her feet on the ground like a tree rooted in the ground. She raised her arm to

was severe. Both arms were shattered. Some of the sides of her body couldn’t be protected by her arms and

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

self-defense. A weapon he had been boasting about for

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

do you know how your child

[......?]

question. Trauka cocked

the feelings of your child in the egg who must’ve felt relieved when

[...What are you saying?]

in front of him was purely crazy. It was natural since she didn’t respond at all no matter what type of conversation

you haven’t thought about

Marie Rose remembered.

her birth. The moment when the hand that reached out

as ‘the one who bears Beriache’s grudge.’ In Marie Rose’s opinion, Trauka, who preyed on