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.

less frustrating than this

Trauka noticed it.

entering one ear and going out the other. The serene eyes were the proof. The desire in those red eyes was the same

[You are crazy.]

vision sank downward. The ground she stood on was completely smashed by Trauka’s tail, which had moved like a thunderbolt.

the debris

from the outside, Trauka’s lair resembled the moon at first glance. It was like the moon sunk to the ground. It

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

who shot out noisily from the pierced hole. It was a Breath. It was the first

hell, 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 life. Isn’t that the reason

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

showed no

to fight in strength

Before the scars in the scales could heal, she inserted her hand that had shapened like blade and ripped

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. The difference in physique between Marie Rose and

was obviously

‘...This person, no way?’

The skin of his belly was convulsing. He tried not to

‘She didn’t lose anything?’

Marie Rose recreated Grid’s swordsmanship using the blood of the Only One God. It must’ve been Grid’s ultimate move. In other

it was Beriache, her strength would’ve decreased by half. However, Marie Rose showed no signs of

created a monster that

she also wanted

‘Poor thing.’

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 and her fingernails

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

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

her as far away

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 and stretched out

to hold out against the flow of power. Of course, she wouldn’t die from this much. However, it would be impossible for

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

[......]

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

her body couldn’t be protected by her arms and were destroyed without leaving a

are you pushing yourself so hard? You have a

collision with his self-defense. A weapon he had been boasting about for eternity was horribly damaged. It

vitality as she met his eyes. Her Curse of Sloth had

do you know how

[......?]

was a strange question. Trauka

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

[...What are you saying?]

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

you haven’t thought about

Marie Rose remembered.

birth. The moment when the hand that

mother every time he treated her as ‘the one who bears Beriache’s grudge.’ In Marie Rose’s opinion, Trauka, who preyed