The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

god slayer

Chapter 188 Wolves and Warriors

A crimson glow flickered, and a massive red spell spread out on the ground.

Whether they were priestesses, nuns, witches, sorceresses, or just ordinary little girls, countless women dressed in all sorts of strange costumes had bewildered eyes and murmured incantations.

A tall, slender old man in a black suit stood elegantly and straight to one side, but a sinister smile hung on his lips.

Everything was like a cult ritual.

If this were told to others, most people would probably consider it absurd and laugh at it, but what is taking place here now is a ritual to summon the gods.

But unlike typical cults, they summoned gods not for the sake of faith.

Rather, it was to kill the gods.

Sasha de Jansdar Voban, that's the old man's name.

He may not be well-known among ordinary people, but in the mystical world, he is a name that makes people tremble at the mere mention of his name. He is Marquis Voban, one of the six remaining Demon Kings.

The so-called Demon King is someone who has killed a god. Because he seized the god's power and gained power that ordinary magicians could not imagine, he is called the Demon King, the king of magicians... Of course, it can also mean a real Demon King.

Marquis Voban is the oldest and most powerful of the existing demon kings, and even possesses the ability to hunt gods as prey.

Now, the old man has started the ritual of summoning the gods simply because of his 'whim'.

Although this ritual could potentially cause irreversible damage or even death to the girls who perform the summoning, or at the very least leave them with severe psychological trauma, this was not within the Marquis's considerations.

The reason why god-slayers are called demon kings is also because they are incredibly willful and possess power that no one can rival. They are both the protectors of humanity and their plunderers.

Without any checks and balances, they were able to do almost anything they wanted, and no one dared to voice any objections—even if they did, they would only be ignored and punished or even killed.

The same is true now. Various countries are offering up girls with excellent qualities, not to please the Demon King, but only to avoid disaster from befalling them.

At this moment, violent magical power burst forth from the spell, instantly blowing away all the girls around who had already lost their senses. The old marquis was also swept by the strong impact, but he remained unmoved, a hint of joy flashing across his face.

"Has it finally arrived...?"

The voice that came from the Marquis's mouth was deep and resonant, contrary to his appearance and age.

As he looked at the figure that appeared in the summoning circle, the old man's dark green eyes narrowed slightly.

"A new prey..."

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"This world..."

Orpheus looked up at the sky above.

"The mystery hasn't faded..."

For Orpheus, although he was born in the cracks between the worlds of High School DxD, if we're talking about where he spent the most time, it would undoubtedly be the world of Type-Moon. In fact, Orpheus's understanding of High School DxD was quite limited, and the only world he had a connection with in The Omniscient Star was Type-Moon...

Ouroboros itself somewhat ignores the characteristics of the world itself. Although he was born in the world of High School DxD, Orpheus has almost no trace of that world on him, making it very difficult for him to connect to the High School DxD world through himself.

In this way, the object of comparison is naturally the Type-Moon world.

In the world of the moon, as time passed, the Age of Gods declined, the Fantasy Species went into seclusion, and even the Great Source Magic gradually faded away.

But this problem doesn't exist in this world at all.

A strong sense of divinity could even be felt permeating the air.

"That's interesting..."

Orpheus could sense that something was limiting her omniscient and omnipotent star.

The power of fate.

Although this restrictive power is limited, at least Orpheus can no longer use such power to sweep across the entire world. Not to mention whether he can, he will definitely be discovered.

Then... well, that will be very troublesome.

The Dragon Goddess Girl hates trouble.

Orpheus didn't come to this world to cause trouble, but to find out if something existed that could supplement his omniscience and omnipotence. If it didn't, he would leave after capturing the fate lines of other worlds.

"Your Majesty, where is this..."

Following behind Orpheus, Siduri looked around in confusion.

At this moment, although the high priest sensed that the mana in the atmosphere seemed a bit strange, he was completely unaware that the world he was in had completely changed.

After all, for her, who had spent the entire time asleep, the idea of ​​suddenly appearing in another world the moment she opened her eyes was simply too unbelievable.

Living between 2600 BC and 1994 AD, she never experienced the influence of the original novel.

boom!!!

However, before Orpheus could answer Hiduri, a huge explosion rang out in the distance.

At the same time, plumes of dust erupted from the distant forest, while thick black clouds gathered in the sky above.

"That is?"

Hiduri frowned slightly.

She could vaguely sense a tremendous power emanating from that direction.

"Let's go take a look."

Suddenly, Orpheus spoke.

"Yes!"

Without hesitation, Siddharth bowed and accepted the order.

No matter how powerful the opponent, they could not threaten the king who was able to save Uruk from the clutches of the Mother Goddess.

The high priest was so certain.

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The soldiers were running.

A certain force acted upon him, but it was meaningless; the Dragon Blood Armor was enough to render it completely ineffective.

Boom!

A massive bolt of lightning descended from the sky.

The warrior remained expressionless, and swung his greatsword backward.

"Awoo!"

As the sword flashed, several gray wolves were cleaved in two along with the lightning.

But the next second, shadows covered the sky.

It was a huge white wolf that was thirty meters long.

The warrior dodged the white wolf's pounce with a quick movement, simultaneously sweeping his sword horizontally.

But at the same time, the white wolf's claws also attacked.

Clang──

Sparks flew as the claws struck the warrior's body in areas not covered by armor, yet left no wounds. However, the white wolf's foreleg was slashed by the longsword.

"A hero of steel!"

The white wolf's eerie green pupils flashed, confirming his earlier suspicions.

The steel heroes who slay dragons and snakes are no pushovers...

But that doesn't mean the other party can escape the prey's domain!

"Humph."

Seeing the white wolf's gaze, the warrior's eyes also flashed with a cold light.

The way he was stared at, like a wild beast eyeing its prey, made him very unhappy.

However, he had just been summoned and hadn't fully adapted to the current situation when he was ambushed. If he continued fighting, he probably wouldn't come out on top.

Even the real Him from mythology wouldn't necessarily choose to stubbornly continue fighting a battle where he's at a disadvantage and it's meaningless. Now, not only is he a product of the obsession with heroic spirit, but he's even less likely to stubbornly persist.

Having made up his mind, the warrior slashed his sword fiercely towards the white wolf's eyes!

"Roar!"

Forced to turn its massive head away, the white wolf looked back, but the warrior had already vanished.

"Ridiculous! Did you think you could escape from me?!"

Transforming oneself into a wolf through the power of authority naturally goes beyond mere appearance.

Wolves also possess a sense of smell.

Sensing the direction the Steel Warriors had retreated, White Wolf sped off at breakneck speed, like a car racing away.

Chapter 189 Experiment

The soldier slowed his pace.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move forward, but someone was blocking his way.

A girl with black hair and a black robe stood in front of the warrior.

If the other party were just an ordinary person, the warrior, who is currently too busy to care about anything else, would simply ignore them and pass by without even giving them a second glance.

But it was clear that the girl before him was not of the ordinary kind—the warrior's blood boiled the moment he saw her.

Dragons and snakes?!

Although he has abandoned even the pride of a hero and transformed into a disobedient warrior, he still remembers the feeling of being bathed in dragon's blood.

There's no mistake, the being before me is my enemy.

A mythical beast? A divine ancestor? Or perhaps something like myself...