The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Like an island in the sky, a landmass is floating here.

A rusty, double-edged steel sword with a blade nearly a meter long stood silently in the center of the island.

"really……"

Despite the cold sweat that shouldn't be on a god, and the constant trembling and panting, the god-ancestor Guinevere couldn't help but reveal a smile of triumph.

For her, who had lost the power of the Earth Mother Goddess, ascending to such a high altitude was quite strenuous, and she even had the idea of ​​changing direction to search halfway up.

Fortunately, she persevered, and luckily, everything paid off.

Guinevere is not worried about not being able to awaken her king. Even putting aside other factors, the serpentic aura that exists in this world is already too powerful to ignore.

That's why Guinevere, who could have calmly planned her future step by step, lost her composure and forced herself into this miserable state.

But that's all for now.

Stumbling and briskly walking towards the Steel Sword, Guinevere, somewhat flustered from excitement, took out a disc made of iron and gold.

This is a divine object called the Arrowhead Disc.

Guinevere did not hesitate to activate the power that was her trump card.

The disc burst forth with a dazzling light.

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Erica looked annoyed.

Orpheus accepted Tony's challenge, with only one condition.

Well, as long as she can beat Tony, she must unconditionally grant her one request with no upper limit.

Only a fool would agree to such a condition... and Tony actually agreed without any hesitation.

This proves that Tony is an idiot.

Erica didn't know what she was feeling. She just watched as Tony gleefully made a vow to the golden spear that was supposedly a declaration of divine power, then excitedly swung his sword at it, only to be knocked to the ground by Orpheus's little fists twenty minutes later.

The blonde girl stared blankly with dead fish eyes, completely numb.

Tony's fighting style is quite straightforward, without any fancy moves; it's simply a matter of skill and dominance.

The Godslayer's powerful physical abilities, sword beams capable of cutting through anything, and unparalleled swordsmanship make the Sword King extremely difficult to deal with. Furthermore, the Dragon Slayer Hero's Blood Armor allows him to focus entirely on attacking in most situations, without needing to defend.

This straightforward fighting style relies on raw strength, which is certainly powerful and solid, but it also has drawbacks—namely, the ability to counterattack is too weak, and even if one wants to take a different approach, there is no way to come up with any special methods, leaving too little room for maneuver.

That's what they say, but there are almost no opponents that the Sword King can't defeat with his swordsmanship and physical strength. Even the Marquis and the Martial Arts King wouldn't be able to decide a winner in a short time.

However, a bizarre exception has emerged recently.

In terms of skill... given Erika's relatively low skill level, it's hard to tell much. However, in terms of visual perception alone, the two are probably evenly matched.

If we're talking about the difference between the two... if Tony's sword dance was a dazzling display of light and shadow, then Orpheus's two black swords were a powerful and fierce display.

The wind that rose up flattened the tops of the two neighboring mountains.

Even when Orpheus put down his sword and threw a punch with his bare hands, Erica didn't feel out of place at all.

Since we're going to rely on energy to overwhelm them anyway, there's no need to use a sword as a relay device.

And just like that, Tony was knocked unconscious, and Erica had to carry three people instead of two.

Seeing the two goddesses surrounding her so intensely, Erica gave an awkward but polite smile.

"Hehehe, please tell me what you need, please tell me..."

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"Is this where you live now? It has a kind of ancient feel to it, but it feels a bit too shabby."

The goddess, holding a ball wrapped in layers of cloth imbued with some strange energy, looked around.

Erica's lips twitched as she glanced at the androids working nearby and the various incomprehensible machines that were ahead of their time.

So, did ancient times follow a technology-driven path?

However, this was also the first time Erica had seen the entire mysterious Atlas Academy, and she couldn't help but observe it carefully out of curiosity.

Then she was completely dumbfounded.

She really couldn't understand this maze with at least five forks and various spatial transitions at the intersection. This seemed to be the route you all took every time you came in and out, right? Is it really okay to make going home so complicated?

What's going on with Ishtar?

As they walked, the dragon goddess suddenly spoke in a cool, clear voice.

“It’s nothing. You know, right? Before I left, I gave a part of my divine core to that high priest. This way, my divinity was reduced, and I was able to grow into a normal girl. The high priest was also able to use the power of the divine core.”

With that, Ishtar shrugged.

"The divine core is my purest divinity, but because of the little girl who hosted me, it has been tainted with a part of humanity. In addition, under the intentional or unintentional guidance of that 'me,' it has become this mediocre state. Of course, this only applies when I am not serious."

The implication is that the goddess in a serious state is still that guy with some mental issues, right?

Orpheus made a conclusion in his mind.

Erika was already looking completely adorable.

What are you talking about? Your topic is too advanced for me to understand at all.

Suddenly, Orpheus stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Erika, the newbie, didn't dare to speak. It was Ishtar who seemed to see through something, narrowing her golden eyes and asking with a smile.

In response, Orpheus turned around, tilted his head, and then nodded seriously as if confirming something.

"Um, I'm lost!"

Erica almost choked on her saliva.

In the end, the three of them arrived at their destination directly under Orpheus's teleportation spell... Erica didn't know whether she should ask why they didn't use this method from the beginning.

However, Orpheus turned around and looked Erica up and down. His calm and unwavering eyes made Erica feel as if he had seen right through her.

"I'm doing this so you can get to know the area better."

"Ugh?"

Without offering further explanation, Orpheus continued forward.

This gave Erica the opportunity to observe this space.

Advanced technology and three towering crystal pillars.

Regardless of which one it was, it gave Erika the feeling that she had traveled to a different era.

It's breathtaking.

"Is it finished?"

Following Orpheus's gaze, Erica suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

The former Queen of the Gods was now meticulously and professionally tinkering with the various devices surrounding the three pillars.

Erica suddenly felt like they were kindred spirits in the same boat.

"Do you feel like the day is over?"

Athena didn't even look up, responding indifferently.

"No, I don't think I can last a day."

Orpheus chuckled softly, raising his gaze to the illusory sky above.

"The gears of fate have begun to turn."

In the far east, a vast amount of magical power swept out.

Chapter 228 The Last King Awakens

In the center of the floating island high in the Far East, the Steel Monkey King Sun Wukong and the Steel Hero Perseus, who should have been completely killed, are standing here.

Between the two, Guinevere knelt on one knee, bowing respectfully to the man before her.

"King of Guinevia, you have finally awakened."

“───Ah.”

The response to Guinevia was a voice filled with the vicissitudes of life.

The voice belonged to a handsome man with long, pale hair, wearing a white cloak.

After giving a bland response, the man opened his tired eyes and slowly looked at the longsword in front of him, which had lost all its rust and was now shining brightly.

As if dealing with the most sincere friend, yet also as if touching the most hated enemy, the man gently stroked the longsword with complex and contradictory feelings before looking at the golden-haired god before him.

"Is that you...?"

"My name is now Guinevere."

Before the man could finish speaking, the ancestor of the gods continued.

She had forgotten her past identity, and even if the other party mentioned it, it would only cause more trouble and annoyance.

"Really? You have a new title now..."

As if sighing, a faint smile appeared on the man's handsome yet weary face.

That smile swept away the gloomy feeling on the man's body.

At that moment, the noble aura emanating from the man caught Guinevere's eye.

The goddess-like girl was initially a little suspicious when she saw that this man looked like he had cultivated for thousands of years, even though he had just woken up. Now it seems that this man is definitely her master!

"Yes, welcome back!"

Guinevere lowered her head excitedly, but her expression turned serious the next second. She stopped the monkey, who seemed about to interrupt, and spoke to the man in front of her in a solemn voice.

“Well then, Guinevere has something important to report to you—”

"The last king to appear in the world!"

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