Overgeared

“I see...”

The reason for giving birth to Marie Rose.

How Noll died.

Grid’s expression was cold when he learned all about the atrocities committed by Beriache. He didn’t feel any sympathy or regret for her disappearance. He even blamed himself for trying to respect her as his mother-in-law when he met few a few hours ago.

However, Braham was on his mind. He was sure that Braham would be sad.

‘...But he will recover soon.’

Braham was the one who blocked Beriache’s path before anyone else. He held back his mother despite respecting and loving his mother, and resenting and hating Marie Rose. He was the first to notice that she was on the wrong path and denied her.

“By any chance, can you resurrect the other direct descendants?”

Grid was bothered by Noll’s dark expression and changed the subject.

The vampire earls Elfin Stone, Cray, Yetima, and Ruson; Marquis Fenrir; and the viscounts Tiramet and Latina—they had died and were attached to their respective artifacts. He wondered if they could also be completely resurrected like Noll.

“Of course. But it isn’t good for you, so let’s stop here.”

Marie Rose seemed to care that her immediate relatives had a bad relationship with Grid. She nodded that she could do it, but reacted negatively.

Grid didn’t really care about it.

“It is fine. They completed their education well...”

The bridge of the nose of the direct descendants was as high as Braham’s, but Grid was the exception. Now they shuddered and were humbled at the mere sight of Grid. Even if they were completely resurrected, it was unlikely that they would rebel against Grid again. There was no point even if they rebelled. It was because Noll and the other vampires wouldn’t sit back. Every vampire city in the world had long been Grid’s territory.

“Education?”

Noll tilted his head innocently.

Marie Rose spoke to Grid, who was stroking Noll’s head, “If you are trying to understand the moods of Noll and I, then there is no need. They are your property, dear husband. I don’t want to take them away from you. We will be satisfied if my dear husband keeps them by your side and uses them.”

Now Marie Rose didn’t hesitate to use the word ‘we.’ Today, she experienced loneliness and solitude through Beriache, and love and sacrifice through Grid and Noll. She felt many things. It awakened all types of emotions. She felt like she was human. Grid looked at the changed Marie Rose with satisfaction and shook his head.

“I can’t use them even if I want to. In the first place, they can’t help me at all.”

The direct descendant vampires—the enemies who brought a crisis to Grid in the past were different now. They were infinitely weak compared to Grid’s opponents and couldn’t help him train at all.

In a word, they were useless. It seemed much better to revive them so they could contribute to the development of the vampire cities. If they were respawned now, they would get the named NPC correction and overcome the Curse of Sloth.

The Curse of Sloth—the powerful curse that had been imprinted on the bloodline of the vampires and suppressed them was naturally extinguished as hell was purified.

“Yes, that makes sense.” Marie Rose nodded. She realized that there was no exaggeration in Grid’s frank words.

“I’ve experienced them myself. They were useless in life.”

“......”

The conversation between Grid and Marie Rose kept making Noll feel uneasy. He was finally turning to leave when he stopped.

“But if they are resurrected and live a life free of curses and obligations... I think it will be different from before.”

Freedom—it was a concept that none of the vampires had never enjoyed in their life, except for Braham. Looking back on it now, Braham had been blessed when he was banished from his clan.

“I also think the same.”

The Absolutes of the surface nodded and the direct descendant vampires were given a new destiny. Their consciousness that had been confined in the small space of the artifacts was pulled out into the world and given complete bodies. It was a miracle done with Marie Rose’s blood.

“This...”

or were jealous of Grid and Marie Rose. Yet they were revived

an awkward silence for a while and it overshadowed Noll’s

Stone who

most skeptical eyes among all his immediate family, but now he smiled, no matter how faint. It wasn’t a smile twisted with malice, but a comfortable and kind smile. It was the first time that his siblings, as well as

you. Also...

sent genuine respect and gratitude toward the opponent he had hated for a long time. It was the appearance of an elegant

to violence, but out of respect from the bottom of their heart.

Braham was the only one who sought

who have

the direct descendant vampires has

production for all vampire

tax rate of the

Lauel’s

its influence in real time. It was like a gift package that hadn’t been fully unwrapped.

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ascend to heaven. Their intention was to appease the wrath of the gods by presenting precious treasures. However, even the flying ships made by the giants couldn’t

the largest of the three suns

a true story that Filewolf, a survivor

was the only one of the gods who didn’t ignore the crisis on the surface and helped humanity. The

Daebyeol lost his power, was exposed to Baal, and reduced to a mass of

‘What a poor being.’

end, but the giants who ascended to heaven with the help of King Daebyeol angered the gods instead of

Seven Good People—then the Seven Malignant Saints, were defeated and sealed in the war. Above all, King Daebyeol already had enemies in hell at that time. Therefore, he was weakened and exposed to Baal. In other words, he suffered throughout his

stop him,” Zik

looked more pained than the wounded King Daebyeol. King Daebyeol had no choice but to be special to Zik. He was a being who was of more help to his

respected and felt sorry for him. Therefore, he thought that he shouldn’t stand by. If King Daebyeol went to the Hwan Kingdom or heaven like

knew the myth of King Daebyeol. He stood beside Zik and pointed his sword at King Daebyeol with red eyes. It

and fragrant nurturing

made from the

and respected the greatness of the

and withered all the nurturing grace flowers from a certain day onward. Since then, humans forgot their

place, the nurturing grace was a flower made by the divinity of King Daebyeol. The nurturing grace flowers on the surface disappeared

are reborn. You will definitely be happy. I

King Daebyeol’s body and mind weren’t at a level that could be easily healed. It was clear that he would never escape from the shadows

angry and bitter to leave

He didn’t react no matter how much respect and favor Zik and Mir showed

the pollen.” Biban gave

away from the petals that were fluttering in the wind. The widely scattered petals and pollen became the things that connected the divinity of King Daebyeol.

of King Daebyeol. It is correct to interpret it as a

know what type of monster would be born. Thus,

even though he had fallen to hell—it was understandable why ‘all the gods’ harmed him with one heart and one mind. Maybe they were wary because he was

will

in straight lines, diagonal lines, and curved lines toward the pollen and petals that filled the battlefield, dividing the battlefield into tens of thousands

“Kuek...!”

groaned as he cut the approaching divinity with his sword. The burning pain from his hands was secondary. He witnessed the serious injuries of the Overgeared members who failed to avoid the divinity that flew in unpredictable directions and he became properly aware of the seriousness of the

Strong...

handle. Even the apostles could only protect themselves and Biban was still unable to fight. He was trying not to show it, but it was speculated that he

to solve

rest of the group, he was the only one in an intact state because he had only fought Madra’s soul. He judged that he should make use of his

he is still short of his prime. He

than Martial God Zeratul. There was no need to be too intimidated by this fraudulent ability to spread out his divinity widely and use it as

Daebyeol and scattered a sword light. He

was blood that poured from Kraugel’s body. The fight against a being that wouldn’t fall no matter how many times he was cut made

thinking

was the moment when Kraugel and Pagma, who were one, became