The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

"In the name of the Command Spell, Rider, I command you... to achieve victory!"

The final Noble Phantasm crashed down on the two of them. The Noble Phantasm, which was above A-rank, collapsed along with its own illusion, leaving behind the most dazzling flames in this world that did not belong to this world, and then disappeared forever.

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"Well……"

With Mashu protecting her behind her, Ritsuka recovered from the dizziness caused by the constant roaring and vibrations and quickly got up.

"Mash, how is she?!"

"Senior...this..."

Before Mashu could answer, Ritsuka looked towards the battlefield.

"This……"

Then, he too was dumbfounded.

Although the explosion just now looked terrifying, it was ultimately too scattered and posed little threat to the Servants that Ritsuka had summoned, all of whom possessed first-rate or higher strength. However, the blow to the Conqueror King's greatest trump card would undoubtedly be devastating.

But this is the current situation.

The number of troops approached 100,000, and not only did it not decrease but it seemed to have increased considerably. The army was neatly arrayed, and their momentum seemed to be much greater than before.

"Thanks, kid."

Still seated on his chariot, the Conqueror patted Waver's head and grinned.

"Since you, as Master, have given me such troublesome orders, then I have no choice but to use all my strength. What do you say?!"

"Indeed, indeed, indeed!!!"

The army of the king roared with deafening shouts.

"Although I don't know what happened, it seems like we're safe now..."

Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze further ahead.

The site of the collapsed city wall is still shrouded in dust.

"Be proud, for that is a holy sword capable of piercing planets, and it withstood that light for several seconds. It is undoubtedly a great feat."

Rarely, a girl's gentle voice came from the sandstorm.

"Your mission is complete; leave the rest to us."

As the sandstorm slowly dissipated, a figure resembling a young girl rose from her kneeling position, and at the same time...

El-Melloi's pupils contracted, while the Conqueror's lips curled into a smile.

An army of ten thousand, dressed in heavy armor far ahead of its time and wielding shields and weapons of near-treasure caliber, stood in perfect unison behind Orpheus, their faces expressionless.

"Useless, inactive, unstrategic, utterly worthless!"

With eyes gleaming with silver light, like a high and mighty god, the girl delivered her judgment.

"Even if the city walls collapse and the heritage is lost, as long as I live, Uruk will stand forever. Now I will show you all what I mean."

"By the name of the Hero King, let us prepare for the second trial, which is called Babylonia!"

Chapter 171 The name of that chain is Enkidu

"This is……"

El-Melloi's hand holding the cigar trembled slightly.

The 10,000 men lined up in formation were undoubtedly much smaller than the Conqueror King's army of nearly 100,000, but even so, the two sides were evenly matched in terms of morale.

No, Orpheus's side is even more superior!

"Oh! What's this, Archer? Since you also have such a powerful army, why are you only bringing it out now?"

With an excited gleam on his face, Iskandar seemed unable to contain himself any longer.

"So, does this mean it's now a contest of military strength?"

“It’s pointless fighting and brawling, but you can think of it that way if you want.”

With his eyes closed, Orpheus's army automatically raised their spears and shields, and throughout the entire process, no one showed the slightest change in expression.

"This is a fortress that even the claws of the gods could not breach. Can your proud army possibly cross it, Conqueror?"

"Oh?"

Iskandar habitually touched his chin.

"Although they are quite elite, Archer, your army seems rather lifeless."

"Of course..."

With his eyes half-open, countless spells unfolded above Orpheus.

"Because they have faced despair."

"……Yeah."

Iskandar's pupils contracted slightly, then he laughed.

"This is indeed a perfect opponent. My army, your adversaries are warriors from the Age of Gods. Are you afraid?"

"Fearless! Fearless! Fearless!"

"Then, conquer!"

As the Conqueror King charged, an army nearly ten times the size of Uruk came to encircle and annihilate Orpheus!

At the same time, the spell erupted, and countless magic projectiles rained down at high speed on the Conqueror King's army.

But midway, the same number of arrows came from afar and intercepted all the magic bullets.

Charging at the forefront of the army, Gawain gritted his teeth and threw the holy sword into the air once more.

With three times the power, he could withstand even multiple Noble Phantasms fired in succession!

The sun's power receded, the white knight grasped it in his palm, and then swept it away—

Sigh

Gao Wen's eyes widened.

As if she had never held a weapon before, her delicate hands caught his full-force attack with a powerful blow.

"impossible……"

"Your presence poses too great a threat to my army."

Puff!

"Mr. Gawain!"

"Gao Wenqing!"

With the sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh, Gawain's spirit core was pierced directly by Orpheus's single hand.

"Well……"

Gawain gritted his teeth, trying to reach out and grab Orpheus, but the latter easily dodged him.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, this time too..."

As Orpheus withdrew his hand and stepped back, Gawain lost his support and knelt down, then slowly disappeared.

The sun's silver knight has been defeated.

"Gao Wenqing, who was invincible under the sun, has actually fallen..."

Artoria was stunned in disbelief for a moment, then gritted her teeth, grabbed the holy sword, and rushed towards Orpheus.

"A little more serious now..."

Almost uncharacteristically, he instantly killed one person. Orpheus calmly flicked the blood off his hands, then slowly retreated, disappearing into the army formation that had already arrived behind him.

"cut……"

Artoria, who was in pursuit, had no choice but to stop.

To prioritize the overall situation, she couldn't possibly charge into the enemy lines alone.

However, someone else did it for her.

The Babylonian army remained expressionless as the royal army approached.

There were no waves, no wavering.

The expressions on the faces of the troops that attacked them were also seen on their faces.

At that time, they were incredibly confident, believing themselves to be invincible.

Their army was a force to be reckoned with, even by today's standards. They possessed equipment far superior to what was available at the time, and an unimaginable level of protection. Invincible warriors fought alongside them, the banner of the saintess guided their way, the goddess Inanna was their support, and the power of the king was their backing.

But it's meaningless.

The enemy will not stop because of this, and the catastrophe will not be stopped because of this.

It was uninterrupted, and even though it sometimes weakened, it never stopped.

The goddess's claws have never receded.

Weapons were wielded like machines, comrades fell one after another, there was no time for grief, the heart was already numb, only the belief was enough to support the body in battle.

"Your battle is meaningless."

A calm voice echoed across the battlefield as Orpheus spoke expressionlessly.

“Divine punishment descends indiscriminately, and destruction will inevitably come. Wielding weapons in vain only slightly postpones the time of death. But even so, you still stand here, still holding your weapons—holding only this belief in your hearts to protect Uruk, and it remains so to this day.”

So, let's fight.

The Conqueror King's inherent barrier was supported by the shared mental image of him and his army, but Orpheus's mental image was different.

Her army appeared here to protect Uruk.

“I am infinite, and I can take on the entire history of mankind without any problem! Not to mention Uruk, my infinity will encompass the entire country. I am Uruk, my power is the power of Uruk, my will is the will of Uruk, therefore, I am Uruk.”

With arms outstretched, Orpheus issued his final declaration to his army.