The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

His blue eyes, brimming with intense killing intent, flashed menacingly, and countless cannons emerged from around his body.

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

In an instant, thousands of cannon shots intertwined in the air, creating streaks of fireworks.

The exchange lasted only a few seconds before Azriel led the Winged Race into the sky.

Then, for the first time in my life.

—Bearing the name of the strongest individual, this girl never shows her emotions in front of others, and even she herself cannot control them.

There were nearly a hundred of them, their pretty faces expressionless.

The girls, who possessed white wings and whose appearance was almost indistinguishable from those of the Skywing race, lined up in front of Abant Heim, looking as if they were swaggering around.

— He revealed an extremely ferocious smile.

Chapter 245 Another Pair of Wings

The brief balance was easily broken.

The Skywing race—a race that has only existed for a short time but is already considered almost invincible—engaged in a fierce battle at its base, a place no one dared to set foot in.

It was as if countless nuclear bombs were continuously bombarding the same area. One after another, blazing suns bloomed within Avant Heim's territory, turning the crimson sky pure white. The roars of the fantasy species echoed through the air along with the sounds of explosions.

The plains turned into basins, and the basins were then carved into deep abysses.

The white sky and the earthquake that affected countless races lasted for more than a day.

Schadenfreude—The Skywing race, which has been domineeringly suppressing other races, has encountered such a formidable enemy. The other races, as the enemy, should have felt this way, but they find it difficult to feel genuinely happy.

An opponent capable of attacking the Skywing race's stronghold and remaining undefeated for 24 hours—who knows if they might turn their attention to them at any moment?

And it's easy to determine who the enemy is.

A few days before the Skywing race suddenly appeared, that earth-shattering battle across the sky left a deep impression on all races... Even putting that aside, just seeing the Sky Garden that had somehow moved to the vicinity of Abant Heim was enough to give us the answer.

The other 'strongest' has finally taken the initiative to respond to the God of War's constant provocations!

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"—Tch!"

Azriel spread her wings and forcibly changed direction while flying at supersonic speeds, narrowly avoiding a blow that was about to hit her.

—That move, called Sky Strike, which should have belonged only to them.

"What's wrong with these guys...?"

Although the pressure was instantly suppressed, the Skywing girl still felt a surge of irritation.

She knew exactly where the enemy came from.

Although it was far away, at a distance from which any attack by Abant Heim would be easily blocked, the girl's eyes could still clearly capture the incredibly familiar building.

The Hanging Gardens where another Creator resides.

In other words, the enemy before them was undoubtedly a divine being from the same source as themselves.

However, it's too bizarre.

The girls, who looked almost identical to the Skywing race, formed the most ordinary and unpretentious battle formation in the air.

That alone gave Azriel a feeling of not knowing where to start.

"Are you guys really Skywings...?"

Azriel gritted her teeth.

—Instilled with a complete fighting spirit from the moment of birth, the Skywing race has reached the top level without any flaws in attack, defense, and speed. It is undoubtedly a near-perfect weapon.

Even setting aside her reverence for her two creators, Azriel could be so certain.

Even the weakness of losing combat ability after using Sky Strike is compensated for by the 'snake' flowing within the body.

However, such an assessment is probably not entirely accurate.

It should be said that the Skywing species' weapons as 'individuals' are almost perfect.

In fact, the Skywing race possesses extremely strong team combat capabilities. Even if they seem to be fighting and joking around normally, when it comes to actually carrying out missions, their discipline and combined combat strength are enough to rank them at the top of the pyramid of all races. However, they are ultimately just individual weapons.

Even if countless individuals try to form a whole, gaps will inevitably exist, no matter how tightly they fit together.

However, these girls in front of me, who are clearly of the same origin as the Skywing race... seem more like a whole that split into individuals and then reassembled.

No flaws!

With that thought in mind, Azriel turned her gaze forward again.

On the battlefield, purple lasers crisscrossed, and the explosions caused by energy clashes were deafening.

Several hundred Skywings, relying on their numerical advantage, surrounded another group of Skywings, which numbered less than a hundred.

However, the Skywing race, which originated from another creator, did not collapse. Instead, it transformed its formation into a sphere, with a purple shield spreading around it. Meanwhile, artillery fire, even more powerful than the Skywing race's attacks, continuously burst forth from the sphere.

Meanwhile, the entire formation steadily advanced towards Abant Heim.

Even though they had surrounded them, the Skywing race was completely unable to break into their formation. They could only be blocked outside by Wuli, allowing the enemy to advance towards their base.

This was quite unusual for the Skywing race, who were used to carving hundreds of passages through the enemy's formation in every battle.

Even—utterly humiliating!

"Do you want my Lord to see you make a fool of yourself? Do you want to disappoint him? If you'll feel ashamed because of this, then give it your all!!!"

As Azriel roared, even losing her usual cold expression, the sky, which had been illuminated by the aftershocks of energy and turned pure white, was now once again tinged with purple.

That was—a total of nearly three digits of Skystrikes!

Without a doubt, it possesses the power to flatten mountains.

At the same time, more energy beams appeared along with the Sky Strike.

The all-out attack from the Skywing species' counterattack force descended upon the enemy before them.

But even faster than that...

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang───

"Varied?!"

Dozens of beams of light accurately struck the individuals who had just unleashed their Sky Strike, and unable to regenerate their power, they fell helplessly.

Azriel gritted her teeth.

The girl then realized that her impulsiveness had led to a misjudgment.

Although the current Sky Strike can no longer replenish their strength lost over the years, it will still take time for them to fully recover. That momentary opening was far too fatal and a well-known weakness for enemies who were also Skywings.

In normal circumstances, such an order would be perfectly fine. Under a sky strike of nearly a hundred blows, the opponent would not have time to consolidate their defense or escape, and would have no room to counterattack. Not to mention, the reason why only less than a hundred people use sky strikes is to allow their comrades to provide defensive cover.

So the only thing that was unexpected was—

Azriel clenched her fists.

At this speed...

How did they manage to retaliate at such a speed?!

"Rescue--"

Without time to think, the Skywing girl wanted to issue a remedial order.

However, his words did not end there.

—BOOM! ! !

The Sky Strike struck the protective shield, unleashing an unprecedented burst of energy that even enveloped Abant Heim, who was completely engulfed by the heat capable of evaporating a lake.

Chapter 246 The Real Declaration of War

The aftershocks from nearly a hundred sky strikes blanketed the sky above the continent of Lucia, and even the paradise on Avant Heim's back was burned to ashes by the scorching energy.

—There is only one exception.

"good."

As if nothing had happened, the strongest god remained seated on his throne, setting down his golden goblet and praising it from the bottom of his heart.

It's unclear whether He was praising the wine that seemed to originate from the divine realm, the Holy Grail that held the wine, or the other Skywing species that had withstood an attack far exceeding His own numbers... or perhaps, the seemingly delicate girl sitting casually on the ground in front of Him, carefully holding a juice.

It's hard to imagine that such a girl could create a 'monster' capable of fighting against a 'monster'.

The two, who had declared war on each other during their last meeting and should have faced each other with weapons upon their next encounter, are now sitting here peacefully, raising their glasses to each other.

"You've won this round."

Without a trace of anger or resentment, but rather with excitement mixed in with divine power, the God of War boldly declared this fact.

Orpheus raised his gaze and glanced at the God of War.

Without a doubt, the most powerful god was now filled with joy.

One-sided crushing can only be called a massacre; war is when both sides are evenly matched.

This is the kind of 'war' that Altshuu truly seeks.

"This time was the only time it was easy."

Lowering his gaze again, Orpheus took a sip of the juice that Siduri had prepared for him, and his eyes squinted comfortably.

This shows that he has absolutely no sense of nervousness about the next time, which he said might not be easy.

However, what the dragon goddess girl said was also true.

The Skywings created by Orpheus—let's call them Skywings for now—are not actually stronger than the Skywings created by the God of War. On the contrary, in terms of individual combat power, they should be weaker.

The God of War couldn't possibly be unaware of the secret to his ability to fight against multiple opponents.

Of course, even if you can see it... it just means it becomes 'not easy'.

That's not something you can just crack; it's an ability that has become the essence of the 'Skywing Race' created by Orpheus.

"Of course."