The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Even Athena, who was watching from the sidelines, was terrified by this oppressive aura.

Although the volley of treasures was powerful, it was all original creations of humankind, an extension of human wisdom.

However, the aura emanating from the other end now is absolutely different.

A golden spear slowly emerged from the treasury, pointing directly at the Marquis.

As a goddess, Athena would never mistake this feeling.

This spear is absolutely—without a doubt—a weapon made by the gods!

Even the most ancient kings, locked on by this spear, showed a solemn expression for a moment and did not make any rash moves.

"—So let's just end it here."

Orpheus swung his hand down.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted, and the spear vanished in the blink of an eye, turning into lightning.

Even faster, the huge white wolf darted to the side.

Golden lightning sliced ​​off the Marquis's left side, its momentum undiminished as it continued its assault.

Behind the former Marquis was the golden-haired Steel God, whose body was covered in wounds and whose only remaining left arm had been lost, and who was struggling to stand up.

Upon noticing the anomaly, Perseus only had time to raise his head, his eyes flashing with intense fear and anger.

Then, lightning struck.

boom!!!

The shockwave and impact were exactly the same as the first attack, creating a huge crater hundreds of meters in diameter. The once arrogant and domineering God of Disobedience perished here without even having time to leave a last word.

Orpheus and Athena have also disappeared, their whereabouts unknown.

Chapter 215 Post-War Undercurrents

"A small meteor shower fell in the suburbs of Rome at 2 pm yesterday. Fortunately, all civilians had been evacuated beforehand, and there were no casualties..."

Ignoring the nonsense spouted by the professor from the Copper Black Cross on television, Erica, whose body was half-wrapped in bandages, sighed softly.

She survived, as if by miracle.

In the end, she could only cower like a novice, trembling in the barrier enveloped by the golden sword and magical power.

If Orpheus hadn't barely paid any attention to her from beginning to end, and hadn't deliberately used a weapon of restraint to suppress her, she would probably be Erica-chan by now.

Even just recalling the scene from that time leaves Erika with lingering fear.

Looking back now, I realize how frustrating and ridiculous it was to be a god-slayer.

But this isn't the time to think about such things.

"Haha, oh dear, I was really scared before. I didn't expect there to be such a powerful god."

Orpheus's main target was Perseus, and Tony didn't pay as much attention to Erica as he did to her. Tony, who was more skilled, naturally survived as well, and the damage he suffered was not too great, with only five or six weapons stuck in his body... This kind of damage without curses or other extra abilities is not too troublesome for a god-slayer.

So at this moment, Tony was sitting on the sofa next to him watching TV. Even after experiencing such a terrifying scene, the Sword King still looked carefree.

In addition...

Erica looked speechlessly at the other end of the sofa, at the elderly man who was also very interested in the television content.

The oldest demon king also inexplicably followed.

The gathering of three god-slayers is a rare sight, even in history.

Erica was unaware of Tony's intentions, but Marquis Voban had already revealed them himself.

"I need you to mobilize all your resources to find that goddess."

The old marquis reiterated this in a ferocious tone that belied his elegant appearance.

"There seems to be a saying that things don't happen more than three times. I won't let that goddess escape my hunt a third time!"

Erica curled her lip, gaining a deeper understanding of the Godslayer's irrationality.

This oldest god-slayer in the world has suffered twice at the hands of the goddess who calls herself Orpheus, and this time she has witnessed the intense power of her attack. However, this demon king still has a mysterious confidence in maintaining his identity as a hunter.

However, thanks to the brief confrontation between the old marquis and the goddess, Erica finally obtained more information about Orpheus... although this was something that had been suspected before.

Four years ago, the culprit who suddenly appeared and fought the Marquis caused the Marquis to lose his pursuit of the disobedient god—that unlucky disobedient god was eventually beheaded by Tony, who was wandering around nearby for some unknown reason.

The priestess once saw two disobedient gods through her spiritual vision, one of whom, shrouded in shadow, was probably the true king of mankind.

The steel seen by Liliana through her spiritual vision... and the snake spoken of by the steel god whose name Erika still doesn't know after his death... whoever it is, Erika doesn't believe they could be wrong.

However, the bizarre situation of two fundamentally incompatible concepts occurring in the same god is hard to believe. If possible, Erica would very much like to send Voban as the vanguard to scout out the other side.

"Oh? Does the Copper Black Cross have some reason to help the Marquis?"

Even so, Erica, who had been holding back her frustration for too long, decided not to continue. She grinned and asked the Marquis, who was calmly issuing orders, "..."

"Humph……"

However, the Marquis was not angered by this; instead, he revealed a meaningful smile.

"Is this alright, little girl? You know, back then I could have killed you all with a flick of my wrist, you know?"

Erica choked for a moment.

At that time, both she and the Sword King were seriously injured, but the Marquis still maintained almost his full fighting ability.

Although she had no grudge against the Marquis, and the Marquis had no reason to kill Erica... for the capricious Demon King, this was already considered sparing Erica's life.

Of course, Erica might be in the wrong in this matter, but that's not enough to justify the girl's immediate agreement. Nevertheless, the Marquis maintained the same smile and slowly began to speak.

"Besides, little girl, you'd really like me to test that guy first, wouldn't you?"

Erica sighed, knowing she couldn't possibly get anything out of this marquis... Compared to this powerful figure who had lived for hundreds of years, the girl was still too young.

Even if they insist on refusing, they can simply find another organization to help them... especially after causing a huge scene at the Copper Black Cross.

"Summon all the most talented priestesses in the world... in the name of the King. Oh, and send a message to the Atlas Institute, ordering them to send at least one person capable of using clairvoyance."

After thinking for a moment, Erica picked up her phone and quickly issued the order.

To be precise, the identity of a godkiller does not actually possess any real power, and it is utterly absurd to make such pronouncements to the entire world.

But once they possess the power to disregard authority, this problem ceases to be a problem. Without a strong enough backer to rely on, most magic societies have no choice but to obediently follow orders.

This is the authority of the god-slayer—the demon king.

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On a small hill some distance from the previous battlefield, a petite woman with golden curly hair and delicate features stood facing another girl.

Guinevere's heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she saw the black-haired girl who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Just minutes before, she had the privilege of witnessing the grand spectacle of Orpheus's attack on the three men... and without any hesitation, she immediately turned and ran.

Anyway, it's enough that we've confirmed that the blond youth with the stupid look on his face and almost his entire upper right side blown off is definitely not the target we're looking for.

But unexpectedly, that terrifying being suddenly caught up with them.

Because of the steely aura that the black-haired girl in front of her occasionally exuded, Guinevere had once wondered if the other person was the one she had been searching for, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

As for the reason—this goddess is a woman… Although Guinevere's memory is incomplete, she at least knows that she once fabricated the identity of King Arthur for the master she was looking for, a character whose gender absolutely matched that of her master… and King Arthur could not possibly be a woman!

More importantly, the snake aura emanating from the other party was countless times stronger than that of steel.

The other party can undoubtedly be considered the enemy of Guinevere's master!

Guinevere forcibly suppressed her fear, lifted the hem of her skirt, and bowed deeply.

"I am Guinevere, and it is an honor to meet Your Majesty."

Orpheus nodded.

Orpheus already knew about the other party, who shared the same name as the princess who had cheated on Lily, as well as some of her information. One of the purposes of his trip was to find this person.

And the other party was indeed fast enough, successfully luring them over in just a few hours.

The reason why it is impossible to directly learn the other party's complete identity and pinpoint their exact location is quite simple, and it is also the goal of Orpheus's trip.

"Hello, please hand over the Holy Grail to me."

Without any preamble, Orpheus spoke directly, stating his demands.

Chapter 216 Word Power

—The Holy Grail.

Created by the god Guinevere, this is a special device that stores the essence and power of the earth and can be used to assist in one's own purposes.

Although he had lost most of his power for some reason before, he had regrouped and now still contained the curse power of about dozens of Godslayers—Ophis didn't want to think about how much of the earth's power he had consumed as a result.

It is because of the Holy Grail's powerful energy fluctuations that Orpheus's currently self-limiting omniscient and omnipotent star is unable to directly detect the location of the God Ancestor.

However, Orpheus understood the other party's purpose—and it was precisely because he understood that Orpheus did not simply crush the girl in front of him to death.

Waiting a little longer won't make any difference.

However, the most important thing must be obtained first.

"The Holy Grail..."

Guinevere's face stiffened upon hearing Orpheus's request.

Originally, the goddess girl was prepared that even if the other party wanted her body, Guinevere would endure humiliation and give it to her, but the situation she feared most still happened.

The Holy Grail is unlike anything else Guinevere possesses; it is a crucial item prepared by the progenitor for his master and cannot be given to anyone else.

Even if someone else could summon it back, Guinevere, having already suffered a great loss in this matter, would absolutely not dare to gamble again.

Guinevere took a small half-step back, focusing intently, and then forced herself to put on a friendly smile.

"The Holy Grail? Hmm... Since the Holy Grail's power is quite astonishing, just to be on the safe side, I'll venture to ask, what purpose does the Holy Grail intend to be used for?"

As she asked the question, Guinevere slowly backed away.

She didn't expect the other party not to notice, but such a retreat would be laughable to a proud god, like a dying struggle, so the girl still had a chance.