Overgeared

[You are faster than Hayate.]

The huge eyes that originally contained the universe were on fire—it was ominous because it seemed to imply a fire that would engulf the whole world.

[You are stronger than Hayate.]

Trauka was honest in his assessment of Biban and Marie Rose.

In fact, Biban’s big sword had grown to its limit and was relentlessly breaking Trauka’s red scales. On the other hand, Trauka’s Breath, pouring out in all directions, couldn't even touch Marie Rose’s hair. It missed time and time again.

Nevertheless, the flow of the battle wasn’t good.

Trauka’s front paw, which had bright red skin exposed, finally grabbed hold of Biban’s large sword and prevented him from moving it. The claws were the original source of the dragon weapon. Now the more strength that the claws used, the more the giant sword screamed like it was going to break.

Marie Rose suffered persistent burns from Trauka’s snorting that exhaled the residual heat of the Breath. She was forced to use the power of vampirism to recover.

[However, that isn’t enough to replace Hayate.]

The reason why Trauka was critically wounded by the Dragon Killing Sword was because it was the rule of the world. It was a rule based on none other than the laws made by Hayate himself. It was unique and great. It was an extremely unconventional power that made the originally perfect Old Dragons incomplete. Moreover, the reason why the ‘weight’ of Hayate’s sword was lighter than Biban’s sword was because Hayate was controlling the ‘Infinite Sword Energy.’

It was an obvious ploy. Looking back now, Hayate was a tenacious and clever hunter. In order to subdue the beasts that were bigger and stronger than himself, he set an invisible trap at every moment. Then he sacrificed himself to tempt the beast to step into the trap.

The reason why Trauka acknowledged Hayate’s greatness, but hated and cursed him to the end, was because he had repeatedly felt the illusion that he had become a small object when fighting Hayate.

Meanwhile, it was different against Biban. Biban’s swordsmanship might be sophisticated and powerful, but Trauka didn’t feel uneasy. Trauka could handle swords that were bound by the rules.

[Also, Hayate had convictions.]

The history of the desert—the traces of blood shed by all creatures that had lived on this land as they went through countless events and incidents, reacted to Marie Rose’s magic power and surged up. The sight of it eventually forming a sea was overwhelming.

In fact, the sea of blood was corroding and weakening Trauka’s scales. The intense heat evaporated half the blood, but Trauka felt a great deal of pressure. Still, it was at a bearable level.

Trauka couldn’t imagine himself falling. It was because Marie Rose wasn’t desperate. Unlike Hayate, who believed that Trauka must be killed and destroyed, she had no intention of risking her life. She was in a position to discuss eternal life, but she acted more insignificant than Hayate, who lived with only one life. In a way, it was a difference in belief.

[Therefore, you will be reduced to ashes.]

Trauka took a step forward and the sea of blood, boiling like lava, overflowed uncontrollably.

Biban was unable to free himself because he was caught by the sword. He ended up covered in blood and suffered terrible burns all over his body.

Marie Rose actually recovered thanks to it. No matter whether it was hot or cold, as long as it was blood, it was always beneficial to her. Instead, she used the blood that poured in like a tidal wave as a resource to unleash dozens of types of blood magic.

Trauka didn’t bother to cast protective magic. He simply swung his wings widely and created a storm. The dozens of spells failed to hit Trauka and missed. Each spell had an accuracy correction imprinted in it but it was useless. The spells swept away by the storm corrected their trajectory. However, they soon exploded uncontrollably, unable to withstand the air pressure before they could reach Trauka.

“How ignorant.”

Canceling out magic with physical force—Marie Rose’s position as she shook her head at that sight was abruptly under Trauka’s chin. It was a place that was difficult to see due to a dragon’s physical structure. Her hands were imbued with blood and sharpened like a sword, cutting at the Adam’s apple.

Loud sparks occurred and Trauka’s scales were severed. The cutting surface was neat. A clear scar was carved on Trauka’s neck where his defense was lost. Of course, the wound wasn’t deep. It was practically impossible to dig into the thick flesh of a dragon and cut through the bones when the power of the blood sword was halved by cutting through the scales. Additionally, the cut scales were regenerating in real time.

regeneration was completed, only to suddenly turn to mist and disperse. At the same time, Trauka’s claws

“Haaaaaap!”

a half-moon sword light engraved in the space. It was an arbitrary reduction

just before the scales regenerated. A large amount of blood was

The reason why Trauka’s Absolute Defense didn’t fully work right now was

If only I had been with

his teeth. The blood and sweat flowing from his head mixed

of the tower members would’ve ended up killed by Kubartos, but reality was still cold. Biban was keenly realizing that he should’ve preserved Hayate’s power, even if it meant sacrificing himself and all

cornered right now, but Biban knew that things would turn around

from a few hours ago who had the vain dream of ‘I will protect everyone.’ He was someone who

beautifully as a fairy tale? Suddenly, Grid came to mind. The benefactor he was grateful to who had given him hope many times before. He made the world as beautiful as a fairy tale.

of blocking Trauka’s tail, which flew through the

“Cough...!”

mixed with shattered

deal with the pain and used Shunpo. He went back the way he came. He repeatedly narrowed the distance to the far away battlefield while clearing up his complicated head and

have to repay the

power in preparation for the Old Dragons that might appear at any

was right to aim to clean up the situation before that. He burned his life force, whether it was out of a desire to not make Hayate’s sacrifice in vain

like

jewel-like red scales continuously breathed

Biban’s arms started to swell when he saw the desert, which was covered in blood and fire and looked more vicious than the

became smaller. However, the expectations and weight multiplied by

title of ‘god’ on a single human being and made him an Absolute. The potential contained in it was endless. At the heart of it was the

[......!]

Rose, who missed the opportunity to stab the Dragon Heart in order to avoid

he felt Hayate’s

Hayate definitely died?

head to check the identity of the presence and Biban’s image was engraved in Trauka’s burning

energy of a Dragon Slayer wrapped around his body and he was falling like a comet. He had a desire to kill Trauka without fail. It was as if he was trying to replace Hayate, who had

couldn’t understand his target. It was

night were extinguished in an

was an artificial sun that rose from the mouth of Trauka as he raised his long neck upright. It was the precursor

from it was unusual. Biban knew he would never be able to handle it. Nevertheless, he didn’t stop moving

to avoid it from the time it was shot. The pillar of flames that

just fell

of killing a dragon with his blood-covered hands while holding the image of the target, Trauka,

around his body shook like it would go out. The cracked skin heated up like live charcoal. The blood of Biban’s body evaporated. The ten fingers of his holding the sword melted away one after

Soon—

Breath and arrived in front of Trauka, he only had three mummified fingers

been burned down. Nevertheless, the appearance of Biban not letting go of the sword and finally plunging it into

[...Kuaaack!!]

pain that far exceeded the total amount of pain he had

denounce it as ugly. Biban’s tenacity was special to her as well. The smile disappeared from her beautiful face, just like when she saw her mother trying to devour

erupted like an active volcano from Trauka’s forehead and was drawn away in response to Marie Rose’s power. It was the precursor to vampirism. A sip of the blood of an Old Dragon. No, even if she could only take one drop, Marie Rose’s combat power

a fact that Trauka

[How... dare you...?!]

was Trauka’s heat. He operated his wounded Dragon Heart at the cost of tremendous aftereffects. The result was certain. Just before a drop of blood touched Marie Rose’s skin, all of Trauka’s blood in the air evaporated