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.

frustrating than this if I sat down and talked to that

Trauka noticed it.

out the other. The serene eyes were the proof. The desire in those red eyes was the same from

[You are crazy.]

sank downward. The ground she stood on was completely smashed by Trauka’s tail, which had moved like a thunderbolt. Then a battle took place in the Realm of the Absolute, where the fragments of the

Trauka crossed the

Trauka’s lair resembled the moon at first glance. It was like the moon sunk to the ground. It was because 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 the lower

hole. It was a Breath. It was

worthless

Dragon 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

Marie Rose showed no

fight in strength against an

had shapened like blade and ripped them apart. In order to crush his body, she grabbed the flying tail and threw

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. The difference in physique between Marie Rose and Trauka was

was obviously

‘...This person, no way?’

his fierce eyes. The skin of his belly was convulsing. He tried not to make it

‘She didn’t lose anything?’

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

was Beriache, her strength would’ve decreased by half.

monster that

on Baal, perhaps she also wanted to establish

‘Poor thing.’

so fast that they blurred and twisted the trajectory of things around them. The number of Marie Rose’s missed attacks

from the frictional heat. It was a physical phenomenon created by

Rose’s body increased. It was the

blow her as

a tremendous force that would blow Marie Rose to the other side of the continent.

die from this much. However, it would be impossible for her to regenerate immediately because it

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.

[......]

more obsession than necessary. The moment she was struck by his tail, she didn’t choose to fly away. Instead, she planted her feet on

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 trace. Her unsightly figure neatly stretched out like slaughtered

pushing yourself so hard? You have a

with his self-defense. A weapon he had been boasting about for eternity was horribly damaged. It didn’t recover easily. It was because he also drained

Marie Rose’s red eyes were regaining their vitality as she met his eyes. Her Curse of Sloth had been briefly

know

[......?]

question. Trauka

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

[...What are you saying?]

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 she

sure you haven’t thought about

Marie Rose remembered.

hand that reached out to hold his mother’s hand

he treated 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