The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Athena remained engrossed in her work, but the gazes from behind made her somewhat uneasy.

Ishtar was staring at the silver-haired goddess with shining eyes.

"……What's up?"

No~

"..."

Athena remembered that those favored by this goddess in mythology seemed to have met with bad ends.

"...You are not gods of this world, are you?"

After a moment of silence, Athena suddenly spoke.

Erica's jaw dropped.

"That's interesting. How did you come to that conclusion?"

Ishtar didn't show any surprise; instead, she asked with even more interest.

"...It's just a guess. Although you have the purest divinity, you seem completely unable to use your powers. Yet, under such circumstances, you possess the strength to contend with the disobedient gods... If this is just a bit abnormal, then that little girl over there is even more outrageous. That person's mythology is completely unconnected. The disobedient gods are, after all, beings created by humans. Every connection must be related to human descriptions and evolution. But that person completely ignored this point, piecing together many unrelated fragments to form themselves."

Erica, who was sitting next to Athena, was stunned by Athena's analysis.

She had considered various possibilities for Orpheus, but none of them made sense, for a very simple reason.

If the God of Disobedience were truly an unfathomable being, then any strange situation would be understandable. It wouldn't be surprising if Erica suddenly appeared as a god who was a hybrid of East and West, half-Buddha, half-Taoist, and half-immortal, and impossible to look directly at. However, the God of Disobedience originated from human mythology, and anything that deviates from the evolution of mythology is simply inexplicable.

That's right, the primordial serpent has absolutely no connection to Gilgamesh.

One is feminism, the other is patriarchy; one is a serpent, the other is steel; one is the primordial serpent, the other, through spiritual vision, possesses the legacy to end the age of gods.

These are completely opposite entities, and there is absolutely no connection between them in mythology.

But if it's a different world, then it can be explained.

Perhaps this is the normal thing to do; the so-called ouroboros often carries two completely opposite yet balanced characteristics.

"Moreover, the world you come from is definitely not something as simple as a parallel world, right? It is definitely another world with many rules that are completely different from this world."

Erica's mouth never closed.

Although the existence of other worlds had been hypothesized, seeing them so clearly before her eyes still put a considerable strain on her heart.

"You've figured it out based on these things... No, it's just a guess, isn't it? But it's already pretty good. As expected of a goddess with wisdom and power?"

Ishtar swung her legs and played with her golden hair.

"But so what? What's the point of knowing this to you?"

"Is that even a question?"

The silver-haired goddess, arranging the divine artifacts, curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

"Different worlds represent different possibilities, perhaps even the possibility of defying myths? If I knew of the existence of other worlds, wouldn't that be a goal worth striving for?"

Erika understood Athena's words.

Even though she has now actually returned to her original triune divine queen status, that history remains an untouchable humiliation for Athena.

Given the chance, they must be eliminated. Perhaps, those father gods would have to be dragged out and whipped tens of millions of times to appease the goddess.

"I see... Then you'd better be extra careful."

Ishtar smiled slightly as she looked at Athena's expression.

There is no fear of the unknown, only a determination to win the future.

This is only natural, because Ishtar was the same.

Gods are arrogant from birth, not because they are all brainless.

On the contrary, despite being fully aware of the unknown dangers, they still possess the confidence to control them.

This confidence might propel them forward, or it might lead them to self-destruction.

They are aware of this, but still choose to maintain this confidence.

This is the arrogance of the gods.

Ishtar understood this better than anyone else after coming into contact with Orpheus.

So she didn't offer any advice to Athena, but just smiled meaningfully.

The first unknown that this 'junior' wants to explore is no easy opponent...

"Seriously, you actually managed to travel to other worlds?"

At this point, Ishtar couldn't help but sigh and looked at Orpheus, who was still gazing at the sky.

"So what are your plans after creating this replica?"

"Um……"

Orpheus also swung his legs and tilted his head to think for a moment.

"The original plan was to use this as a cover while providing support, but it's no longer necessary."

The cover was intended to seize the opportunity to catch the opponent by the tail before fate noticed, but because the power was used earlier, the commotion was probably too great, and it was probably already seen.

The lack of direct action stems from the uncertainty surrounding its own threat level and the unclear attitude it has adopted.

Even if she is discovered, as long as that being is not given enough time, she will not be able to grasp her own destiny.

However, if Orpheus were to show even the slightest intention to target that being, the being would instantly disappear into nowhere.

In other words, it's a delicate stalemate, and a race against time.

Therefore, concealment is no longer necessary; speed is the key to victory, and a fatal blow must be delivered the instant the fangs are revealed.

However, we still need to deal with the first move that 'fate' uses to test us.

No, for the other side, this might already be considered an ace up their sleeve?

The thug has already woken up due to a series of unfortunate coincidences—

Boom!!!

From the distant island nation of Japan, a deafening roar, as powerful as a nuclear explosion, resounded forth.

Chapter 229 The Power of the Last King

boom! boom! boom!

In the mountains and forests of the Far Eastern island nation, waves of impacts and explosions erupted one after another.

The knight in white armor and the girl in white Hanfu flashed and intertwined, their spears and palms constantly clashing and separating, each tremor stretching for hundreds of meters.

"I underestimated you a bit. Although you are slightly inferior to me, your marksmanship should not be underestimated."

The two figures separated again. The martial arts master frowned slightly as she looked at the knight in front of her, whose defense was impenetrable and who remained silent in the face of her words.

Although her main target was the God Ancestor, that wouldn't require much time or effort. The battle with the person in front of her was more interesting to Luo Hao.

But for some reason, she had a bad feeling about it.

Another guy called Hades was watching the battle from the sidelines. Both the knight and Luo Cuilian were wary of him during the fight, but that shouldn't be the source of any bad feeling.

At that moment, a powerful burst of magical energy erupted from above.

The Martial Arts King's expression changed slightly, and he instantly appeared in front of the knight, striking down with a palm.

In any case, let's finish this quickly!

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"A snake...?"

A hint of annoyance and weariness resurfaced in the eyes of the Last King.

Whether it's a dragon or a serpent, or a god-slayer, he's long been tired of fighting.

Even the being that Guinevere mentioned, which possessed the same aura as others but had a stronger aura of a nemesis, failed to pique his interest.

It's nothing more than a battle.

Whether it's victory or defeat, it may fall into a deep sleep, only to awaken and fight again.

That's everything to him, and it never ends.

But something unexpected happened the next second.

"The current king is incapable of defeating that one."

The young goddess spoke with absolute certainty.

It wasn't that she lacked confidence in her king, but rather a simpler, more direct issue.

Even with the power of the Covenant, the newly awakened Last King is still not very strong.

Only after absorbing enough essence from the earth can he return to his peak strength.

The Holy Grail was originally prepared for this moment, but it is no longer in my possession.

However, Guinevere has no intention of giving up because of this.

She could not bear the thought of the dangers her king might face during this period of weakness, not to mention the incredibly powerful dragon-serpent goddess lurking somewhere, watching with predatory intent.

All variables must be eliminated!

"So, my king, please allow Guinevere to offer her life!"

With unwavering resolve, the Divine Ancestor spoke his heartfelt wish.

"..."

The Last King gazed at Guinevere with complex emotions in his eyes for a long time before finally letting out a soft sigh.

"Then please."

He had seen that look in the girl's eyes far too many times.

That will cannot be stopped; any refusal is a desecration.

The Last King possessed the ability to restrict a girl's freedom, but he chose to grant her choice.