The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

"……snake?"

Erica was slightly taken aback by the words of the God of Steel.

"Hahaha, is this the new opponent?"

In that moment of hesitation, Tony responded with a hearty laugh.

"Do you also intend to be my opponents?"

Orpheus tilted his head slightly, his indifferent expression suggesting he was completely unconcerned about the potential alliance.

"Ah, what a lucky day! Several opponents have come who I can fight with all my might... and my powers have just been restored..."

With a sunny smile, Tony pointed his greatsword at the black-haired girl.

"Ugh?"

By the time Erica realized what was happening, the situation was beyond repair.

"Yeah……"

Orpheus nodded calmly, while Erica felt incredibly bitter inside.

...Is it too late to say you want to leave now?

"Well then, I have no intention of showing any mercy right now... so be careful."

Along with that seemingly heartfelt advice, a golden storm swept across everyone's vision.

Then, it devoured everything.

Chapter 214 The Intruding Wolf and the Fall of the Curtain

Erica's mind was completely unable to keep up with what was happening at that moment.

The opponent could not use that kind of attack more than once. Although she was mentally prepared for this, Erica even wanted to refuse to understand the scene unfolding before her eyes.

It was a golden ripple that spread out from all directions, enveloping all the surrounding space.

And, emerging from the ripples, one after another, various weapons exuding the aura of history and legend, as well as a heavy sense of oppression.

"Are you kidding me...?"

As an elite magician, Erika possesses exceptional eyesight, but precisely because of this, the girl, who already possesses the identity of a demon king who slays gods, felt fear at this moment.

This was not a retreat chosen for the sake of friends or association as before, but a genuine, heartfelt fear.

In front of you, to your sides, behind you, no matter which weapon you use, they are all weapons that are no less powerful than divine artifacts!

"This kind of thing..."

Unable to suppress it, the red-haired girl's voice, usually as mischievous as a little devil, trembled slightly.

"This kind of thing... has already surpassed the scope of human intelligence..."

Faced with this horror far exceeding her imagination, a trace of despair even surfaced in the girl's heart, but at that moment—

"—Oh dear, this enemy is a bit troublesome..."

An untimely, refreshing voice suddenly cut in from the side.

Standing beside Erika, facing the same situation, Salvatore Tony still wore a carefree smile.

Erica was somewhat stunned.

Does this person not understand the power and strength of those weapons? Can't he comprehend the significance of the scene before him? No, even so, the powerful intuition of a god-slayer should be able to sense the suffocating threat, right?

Even so, the Sword King showed no fear whatsoever.

Perhaps... this is the true 'godslayer'...

This thought suddenly popped into Erika's mind.

However, the initial tension was inexplicably suppressed.

"hateful……"

On the other hand, the steel hero was not so carefree. Although he did not show any signs of panic or loss of composure, his anxiety and anger were obvious.

"Attack now! If this continues, we'll all die!"

As if a powder keg had been ignited, just as the Steel Hero roared and charged forward, the mysterious black-haired girl swung her right hand, which had been half-raised, down heavily.

The treasure vault gate, shaped like golden ripples, began to spin like a tornado.

The three people trapped in the center only had time to assume a defensive stance before the attack erupted in the next moment.

Dozens? Hundreds? No, far more than that.

Thousands of Noble Phantasms shot out like machine gun bullets, creating a hurricane of light and impact that rose high on the flattened land.

That could be a sharp blade.

That might be wisdom.

That might be pain.

That might be salvation.

It has a long sword for slaying dragons.

There is a demonic sword that bestows destruction.

There is a spear that can kill heroes.

There are lightning strikes that lack a fixed pattern.

Those are all kinds of treasures, either in human hands or created by human hands.

The original texts were presented without reservation.

A torrential downpour woven by humankind, shooting out from all directions, from above, below, left, right, and even in all directions.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom ───

The sounds of violent explosions were incessant.

Without targeting any specific group, not an inch of land was spared; there was no safe space within a radius of several kilometers.

The sword light that could cleave everything was suppressed by the protection of the indestructible, and the golden rain of swords was powerless against the even more domineering turbulent flow of swords. Even the radiance of the sun was completely eroded by death and curse.

Faced with the torrent of human history, all resistance seems to have lost its meaning.

Floating in mid-air with Orpheus, Athena watched all this unfold, her bright gray eyes flashing with complex emotions, before she finally let out a soft sigh.

"Superhuman intelligence... What an ignorant statement."

Even the goddess of wisdom, when faced with the scene before her, spoke with a tone full of wonder.

"This is the very essence of human wisdom..."

"yes……"

A faint smile appeared on Orpheus's lips, and he nodded slightly.

"This is the glory of humanity."

The radiance of human treasures, including the arrogant gods who were complacent about their slaying of the serpent, engulfed everything at that moment, forming a second sun beside Rome that shone upon the heavens and earth for a long time.

"Is that all..."

The silver-haired loli goddess gently exhaled.

Putting myself in their shoes, even at my peak, I could only barely protect myself from the storm created by humanity's primal forces. Those three were far from being in good condition, so they must have been even more difficult to deal with, let alone find a way to break the deadlock.

Even if the three of them haven't been completely devoured by those endless weapons, they probably won't be able to hold out for much longer, right? Athena's wisdom and authority made this judgment.

However, Orpheus's gaze was fixed on the sky.

"...?"

The silver-haired goddess followed the girl's gaze and looked over as well, but her snake-like eyes narrowed slightly.

Because of her weakness and the dazzling brilliance of the human, the goddess did not notice for a moment that black thunderclouds had gradually gathered in the surrounding sky.

"The power of authority?"

As she made her judgment, the silver-haired goddess failed to notice the hint of impatience that flashed across the face of the dragon goddess beside her.

The next instant, the golden storm subsided, and the dragon goddess girl turned and landed on the ground, looking at the elderly man in a suit and black trench coat who looked radiant not far away.

Sasha Dejanstar Voban, known as the Marquis, is currently the oldest demon lord in the world.

Athena, who had previously gathered information about the world, immediately recognized the person's identity.

"It's been four years..."

With his hands behind his back, the Marquis scrutinized Orpheus for a long time with his dark green wolf eyes before speaking in a deep, resonant voice.

Do you want to fight too?

The dragon goddess girl had no interest in reminiscing; she simply tilted her head and asked a question that, in the eyes of both the silver-haired girl and the marquis, had only one obvious answer.

"That's a really strange question..."

The Marquis smiled elegantly and shook his head.

"When a god confronts a god-slayer, is there any choice but to fight to the death? Besides, I still can't forget the humiliation I suffered four years ago..."

Before he could finish speaking, a strong sense of crisis washed over him.

The Marquis's expression changed slightly, and without hesitation, he transformed himself into a giant white wolf standing about thirty meters tall.

At this moment, a huge hole had appeared in the right side of the white wolf's abdomen.

The Marquis turned around and looked at Orpheus, who had appeared behind him, his five claw-like fingers wrapped in sharp red energy, his face contorted with rage.

"What a hassle!"

The dragon goddess girl responded to the marquis with a calm voice.

What the ancient king had initially considered meaningless pre-battle rhetoric now caused the marquis's expression to change once again.

As soon as he finished speaking, Orpheus raised his right hand slightly, and an immense pressure emanated from the Gates of Babylon.

Unlike before, this was only one gate to the treasure vault.