The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

His body gradually turned into specks of light and dissipated. The young war god looked at the girl who had already turned her attention away and smiled faintly.

"I will reclaim the victory, but don't you dare let it slip away before then, witch."

The words still lingered, but the figure of the God of War had already vanished.

"..."

Even so, the girl remained unperturbed.

The god-king Mercato before me is someone who will absolutely not lose to that invincible war god, nor to Veleslana.

"hateful……"

The sword in his hand and his eyelids both grew heavy, and his body began to feel weak.

"This is really bad timing, we can't wait any longer..."

If you fall asleep like this, you can't guarantee your own safety at all.

"Hahahahaha..."

At that moment, Mercato's triumphant voice soared into the sky.

However, the God-King no longer had the opportunity to express his boundless pride.

boom!

Erica's sleepiness vanished almost instantly, and she opened her eyes wide.

It was a thunderous roar, and in response, a golden meteor flashed by.

What followed was the sound of flesh being torn apart.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

As the waves surged and churned after the meteor fell into the sea, the God-King, who had just been laughing, now let out a roar mixed with shock, anger, and pain.

It was a tiny blow, yet it caused a completely disproportionate amount of damage.

Mercato's right knee was pierced by a meteor, which tore it apart.

The part of the God-King below his right knee was completely separated!

There was no extra reaction time; the second meteor came right after.

boom!

This time it was the left shoulder; the part where the arm connected to the body snapped off.

The impact of the meteor that struck the sea and the arm of the God-King caused the seawater to surge violently.

The waves surged, and the god-king, unable to maintain his balance due to his right foot being separated, fell heavily into the sea.

"Don't underestimate me!!!"

Even after losing his balance, the God-King roared and raised his giant club with his right arm, only to be met with yet another golden meteor.

The God-King, realizing what was happening, finally saw clearly... it was a divine weapon radiating violent divine power.

Even though he saw the attack clearly, the God-King's reaction was still a beat too slow.

boom!

As the meteor streaked across the sky, his remaining right arm could only fall helplessly into the sea.

"Damn it..."

The God-King's roar was to no avail; it showed no sign of stopping, and golden lightning flashed from the direction from which the meteor had come.

What followed was a strike that had been brewing for a long time.

"Aa ...

He roared with eyes blazing with fury, but having lost both hands and one leg, Mercato had also lost all chance to resist.

The final meteor was the rushing attack of a spear wreathed in golden lightning.

It pointed directly at the enormous head of the God-King!

Even though the God-King tried his best to turn his head to the side, with countless barriers unfolding in front of him, and even attempted to shrink his body, the barriers could not withstand the divine power of the thunder, and the God-King was ultimately unable to outrun the speed of the thunder.

"Damn it!"

boom!

All sound vanished at that moment, except for the sound of something cutting through the air and piercing its target, which echoed throughout the entire sea.

The roar of the God-King abruptly ceased, and the blood of the gods spilled into the sea.

Frustrated and without even a chance to retaliate, and without even knowing who his opponent was, Mercator, filled with endless anger and resentment, perished in defiance of the God-King.

Erica stared in disbelief as all of this unfolded.

The speed and extent of what happened were beyond her imagination; even she, who considered herself to have weathered many storms in the past few days, couldn't keep up with the pace of thought.

With barely a sliver of consciousness remaining, Erica turned her head to look, and the last thing she saw was a childlike face that seemed as if she had only done something insignificant and utterly ordinary.

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"Is this the Great Spell?"

Beside the fallen Erica, in a space that was previously empty, a girl who appeared to be about fourteen years old suddenly appeared.

"The mysteries of Epimetheus and Prometheus, the dark Christmas festival that gave birth to the children of fools and witches, although it resorted to some tricks in the end, seems to have been temporarily accepted..."

With his hands in his pockets, Orpheus looked at Erica, who was fast asleep.

At this moment, the girl's body is being transformed at an extremely rapid pace, evolving into something more powerful, capable of adapting to the existence of divine power and authority.

"But, can a human truly succeed in killing a god...?"

A faint silver light flickered in the girl's eyes.

The location of the witch named Pandora, the operation of the great spell, and the process of usurping power were all seen by the omniscient and omnipotent star at this moment.

When you can't read fate much, seizing this opportunity is the most efficient approach.

For Orpheus, these two were merely candidates for a chance to kill a god; she wouldn't exert too much effort to interfere. If they failed this time, she could simply wait for the next opportunity.

What interests her most is humanity's struggle, hardship, and choices in dire situations.

This isn't some kind of perverse sense of humor; it's just curiosity stemming from when Ritsuka rebelled against her Servant clone.

Despite the vast difference in their strength, they still chose to fight each other with swords drawn.

Although I didn't see it directly, the will contained in that girl's heart at that time truly radiated an indescribable brilliance.

"Humans capable of performing miracles...?"

The silver light in his eyes faded, and Orpheus closed his eyes.

The fool who wielded his weapon against an enemy many times stronger than himself ultimately achieved a miracle of success.

"However, it's still not enough..."

That's right, not enough.

Those who kill gods are all flawed individuals.

Civilization regresses, and even the earth dies.

Whether they are god-slayers with supreme power, deities wielding authority, or manipulators behind the scenes, in the absence of any other entity to control them, the only outcome of their infighting is the destruction of the planet.

In a world where only fools have the opportunity to wield power, humanity has no possibility of self-salvation.

and so.

Whether it's a reckless god-slayer or a disobedient god who deviates from mythology.

All of them

"Do not……"

Ophis glanced at the girl on the ground and the boy beside her, and let out a soft breath.

It would be premature to draw conclusions now.

Since fate has diverged here, let's observe for a while longer.

Once the one capable of deciphering the world is completed, the answer will likely be found.

The most urgent task is to deal with the people manipulating things behind the scenes; after that…

It's never too late to put order on this world.

Chapter 199 The Newborn Godslayer

"here it is……"

Erica Blantri looked around in confusion.

This is a space where even the concepts of distance and direction seem to have disappeared, a space of only gray and white.

"Ugh?"

Just as Erica was about to go and look around, she tripped over something.

Looking down, Kusanagi Godou was lying there.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Well……"

"Hey, looks like they're all awake."

The sudden sweet sound attracted the attention of Erica and Godou, who had just woken up.

"You are……"

She was a girl who was about fourteen years old, wearing a white dress and with purple pigtails.

"Hmm...really, it's okay for a child not to recognize their mother."

Despite her petite and young body, the girl exudes a mature and alluring charm.

"This is the realm between life and immortality, and I am Pandora, yes, the witch who gives all calamities a glimmer of hope, that's me."