The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Golden ripples flashed, and Orpheus now held a black longsword in his hand.

Even in Gate of Babylon, there are only a few weapons that can barely be compared to Ea in terms of quality, such as the Enki, the ultimate sword that could bring about the destruction of the world.

With his hand on the blade of the End Sword, Orpheus's half-closed eyes gleamed with silver light.

The next second, Orpheus looked at the god-slaying flames sweeping towards him, and for the first time since unleashing his divinity, he gently opened his mouth.

"Raging waves."

Time seemed to stand still.

Almost touching the top of the falling flames, a bright red spell instantly unfolded, covering the entire area of ​​the fire.

Then, time began to flow again.

Like the sky collapsing, a raging flood fell mercilessly.

"This is?!"

Marquis Voban's wolf-like eyes widened as he stared at the massive flood that seemed to press down on him as if the entire sky were pressing down on him.

However, the surprise was only momentary.

A god-slayer is ultimately an existence whose essence is to kill gods and to fight.

"Hahahaha, this is more interesting!"

The karmic fire that was about to fall was abruptly reversed, heading straight towards the flood.

Hiss───

Water and fire clashed, and a burst of white mist erupted, engulfing everything around them.

"Awooo!!!"

"Roar!!!"

As water and fire clashed, the white wolf that Marquis Voban had transformed into, along with his pack of wolves, howled.

Amidst the rising and falling roars, the karmic fire of judgment suddenly intensified.

But it's meaningless.

Even if it becomes more intense, even if it is a raging fire powerful enough to scorch the gods, it will ultimately be unable to withstand the inexhaustible flood that is capable of destroying civilization.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

At the Marquis of Voban's roar, the floodwaters broke through the flames and swept down to the ground.

Boom!!!

The floodwaters, powerful enough to submerge the entire city of Tokyo, crashed heavily onto the ground and then rapidly spread in all directions.

Countless wolves were torn apart by the turbulent currents in the initial flood, and even Marquis Voban was swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

The battle between the world-destroying flood and the karmic fire of retribution has ended.

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"Welcome back in triumph, King."

Far above, even more distant than where the karmic fire appeared, a radiant ship made of gold and emeralds floated and hovered.

This is an ancient small airship called Vimana.

Although the king possesses more than one type of flying vehicle, Vimana is an excellent choice if one wants a vehicle that is convenient, agile, and armed, without drawing too much attention and without losing the king's glory.

Standing atop Vimana, the high priest, still dressed in a sharp suit and somewhat out of place with the background, respectfully placed his hands on his chest and bowed in greeting.

The next moment, the black-robed dragon goddess girl appeared in the space that should have been empty.

After nodding, Orpheus walked to Vimana's main seat and sat down.

"As expected of the king, even though that person was quite powerful, he was still easily punished for daring to offend the king."

Although the high priestess remained calm, it was only because of her extensive experience and strong will; the powerful clash she had just witnessed had indeed left her shaken.

It's understandable that the king is powerful, but the thief's strength is beyond imagination.

Sitting in his seat, Orpheus's eyes gleamed with a silver light, and his aura flickered erratically before finally being forcibly suppressed.

Only then did Orpheus shake his head and slowly speak.

"That person is not dead."

"Varied……"

Hiduri glanced down in surprise.

The raging floodwaters continue to engulf and shatter everything in their path, and it's unclear when they will finally subside.

The only thing that gave Siduri a little comfort was that the area was almost entirely uninhabited wasteland, so the loss of life was not serious.

"That thief... how could he withstand such power and not die?"

"Well, after all, he's a god-slayer."

If a being is strong enough to kill gods when weak, how far can they go after gaining power? This can be fully demonstrated in the case of a god-slayer.

Even a newly born god-slayer is not someone to be underestimated, let alone an ancient being like Marquis Voban... Although, in terms of age alone, both Voban and Orpheus should call Siduri "grandmother".

"In that case, should Your Majesty continue the pursuit? Since they are traitors who dare to offend Your Majesty's prestige, they should naturally be punished with death."

Although he didn't know what a god-slayer was, he knew that the power that person had just displayed was definitely not enough to kill an immortal god, so Hiduri didn't care and just bowed to ask.

"..."

Orpheus glanced at Siduri with a hint of exasperation.

It seems that after nearly five thousand years of reunion, this high priest has evolved into a die-hard believer. Is this what humans call the sedimentation and fermentation of emotions?

"There's no need. That person isn't important."

Orpheus subtly shifted his gaze to the side.

There, a silvery-white light shot into the sky, transforming into a sword blade that swept across everything.

With the power of a single sword strike, it seemed as if Moses' great feat of parting the sea was reenacted in that instant, and even the sword that once cleaved the flood was instantly cut in two.

At the same time, voices filled with anger and resentment echoed for miles around.

"The fall of the disobedient gods...?"

But that's something that has nothing to do with me anymore.

After taking in all of this with his clairvoyance, Orpheus lightly tapped the armrest of his seat.

Vimana emitted a slight rumble, then transformed into a stream of light and vanished into the sky in the next second.

Chapter 192 Goals and Next Steps

"This is really..."

In front of a vast lake, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

Behind the middle-aged man, a large group of people dressed in strange clothes also looked pale.

Looking at the vast lake stretching as far as the eye can see, it's hard to believe that just half a day ago this place was a huge forest.

"Could this be the result of that battle with the disobedient god?"

An elderly woman stepped out from the crowd and sighed softly.

"According to the records, Marquis Voban did not possess such power... Although it is possible that he used abilities other than intelligence, it is more likely the work of a god who does not obey."

Everyone present knew that the ancient king wanted to summon the disobedient gods, and many of them had even obeyed and assisted him out of fear of that power.

Recalling the scene of water and fire clashing that they had seen from afar, everyone was still filled with lingering fear.

The power of the god-slayer and the disobedient god is enough to destroy a city. Marquis Voban once destroyed an entire city, but this is the first time many people have witnessed the horror of a battle between the two.

Today, the entire terrain has changed.

The impact was even greater than Voban's destruction of the city.

Moreover, that terrifying flame was probably the power of Marquis Voban's Karmic Fire Judgment, which means that the summoned god overwhelmed the power of the oldest king?

It's simply unbelievable, unimaginable.

That being was capable of hunting down even gods as prey.

"Where is the shrine maiden? Haven't we found a shrine maiden who can use spiritual vision yet?"

Shaking her head in frustration, the woman asked impatiently.

If a priestess possesses excellent spiritual vision, she would be able to see the ins and outs of this matter simply by looking at this scene, and at least know the outcome.

If the king fails, and that disobedient god still lives...

This might have been unimaginable before, but after witnessing the scene of the flood overwhelming the raging fire...

The mere thought of this possibility sends chills down everyone's spine.

"Almost all the witches in the vicinity have been forcibly conscripted by the Marquis, and they are being transferred from other places!"

Hearing her subordinate's words, the woman sighed helplessly again.

The king's willful and oppressive power was secondary at this moment. The thought that the outstanding young talents who had been conscripted would probably perish in the flood filled the woman with sorrow.

"We've found the priestesses assisting with the ritual!"

At this moment, the message was transmitted from the communication equipment.

Everyone's expression darkened further, bracing themselves for the worst possible news.

"Although most of them lost consciousness, they were protected by powerful magic and successfully withstood the flood!"

However, what followed was an unexpected surprise.

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"Your Majesty, please have your meal."

The hotel food was placed in front of Orpheus, and Sidduri respectfully stepped aside.

Although she knew that Orpheus did not need food, the high priest still hoped that the king could enjoy some material comforts.