The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

This is also a good thing for Orpheus, as it gives her enough time to organize and summarize the knowledge she gained from the source.

"Let's put that aside for now. Your youngest daughters seem to be in some danger."

After finishing his business, Norns reverted to his usual casual demeanor.

After hearing what the other person said, Orpheus turned his gaze forward.

There, the situation had changed dramatically.

—Azriel is very strong, extremely strong.

The 'first individual' created by the God of War Artes as the first, most perfect, and strongest Winged Race.

Although she usually suppresses her power so as not to steal the opportunity for her sisters to shine, there is a qualitative difference in strength between her and the other Skywing species.

And that strength has been demonstrated today.

"If you are the strongest whole, then I am the strongest individual. Which side truly deserves the title of the most perfect Winged Race? I will tell you right here and now—this body created by Lord Artesius will absolutely not fail!!!"

That was a roar from the girl, filled with a murderous intent that belied her delicate voice.

The brilliance of the Sky Strike shone forth.

With just one strike, it possessed power nearly equal to the combined force of the previous hundred Heavenly Strike attacks.

boom!!!

The Heavenly Strike struck the shield of another Skywing species, unleashing an aftershock no less powerful than the previous one.

"really……"

With the blessing of the God of War, Azriel completely ignored the heat that was scorching the city, and instead focused on the spot where the Sky Strike had hit the shield, squinting her eyes.

"So it really is a 'whole'... But I've already seen through your secret."

The second Sky Strike appeared in Azriel's hands.

Then───

boom!!!

Azriel swooped down and slammed her Sky Strike into the shield.

Ignoring the aftershocks, Azriel appeared beneath the shield in the next instant.

The third Heavenly Strike was flashing in the girl's hand.

Then came another massive explosion.

At the same time, the purple shield that had remained unshaken under the Hundred Strikes Heavenly Strike shattered.

"Shield destroyed, opponent's energy output exceeds calculation, tactics readjusted."

The individual who was saying this was pierced through the body by a beam of light in the next moment.

Beside her, one of her sisters had her left arm severed at the shoulder, and the other had been cut in two at the waist.

Including those in all directions, within a second, all five individuals lost their ability to fight.

"Enemy movement speed increased, reanalysis required."

boom!!!

Seven more bodies were destroyed.

White light traced complex paths within the Skywing race's formation, weaving through countless purple beams of light and occasionally unleashing heavy artillery barrages in return.

A Skywing narrowly avoided Azriel's direct attack as she passed by, only to be torn apart by a girl who had somehow appeared behind it the next second.

But the momentary pause also caused Azriel to be struck by several purple beams of light.

"Quick reaction..."

Azriel gritted her teeth.

The soul was in excruciating pain, as if being burned by intense heat, and every part of the body was emitting cries of agony.

But it can't end yet—

The girl once again transformed into light and shadow, reaping the enemies.

Hundreds of moving figures, thousands of purple beams of light, and even more energy explosions were playing out on the battlefield every second.

"Azriel, you're so strong..."

The Skywing race members watching from the sidelines were all dumbfounded.

The power Azriel is currently displaying is more than enough to wipe them all out within an hour.

The strongest power, completely beyond imagination.

But on the other hand...

"To be able to fight Lady Azriel to that extent..."

On the other side, the enemy Skywing race suffered considerable losses at the beginning, but quickly regained their footing and withstood Azriel's fierce attack, even managing to launch a counterattack.

"Hahaha……"

The Skywing girl gasped for breath, looking somewhat helplessly at the expressionless faces of the other Skywing race, whom she considered her enemy, as she flew at high speed.

The girls watching from the sidelines couldn't see it, but she knew all about the secrets of these Skywing races.

'The internet'?!

Bang───

"Well……"

The purple beam of light pierced Azriel's right wing precisely, causing her to lose control of her flight and fall a short distance.

"Even the trajectory..."

Even though the flight paths seemed completely random to her, they were all calculated...

Azriel had no time to think; in the short time it took to fall, the enemy had already surrounded her.

"Ughh ...

The fourth Heavenly Strike was formed in Azriel's hand.

If one cannot prove that they are superior to the other, then at least...

You can't be weaker than your opponent!

With that thought in mind, Azriel was about to detonate Sky Strike right there.

Having his energy instantly drained, he wouldn't be able to withstand such an impact, but conversely, the surrounding enemies would also be wiped out.

next second...

The Skywings that had been surrounding Azriel seemed to receive some kind of command, and beams of light began to flash around her.

A moment later, only Azriel remained in the entire airspace, staring blankly at the Sky Strike in her hand, which was still radiating an awe-inspiring power.

Chapter 248 The God of War's Expectations, The Omniscient Race

The Sky Strike, unleashed simultaneously by five hundred Skywing species, including the 'strongest individual,' had already covered the sky.

Hundreds of giant cannons roared out from Abangte Heim's body.

This was perhaps Azriel's last act of defiance after issuing the order.

On the other side, the eleven satellites surrounding the Garden Fortress emitted scorching energy fluctuations, and thousands of magic cannons were fired from the light spheres.

Sky Strike and Magic Cannon meet in mid-air.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom --─

Like two meteor showers clashing, their combined energy, enough to turn the ocean into a desert, collides and tears each other apart, ultimately unleashing an aftershock like a supernova.

A massive sun rose up in the very center of Abant Heim and the Hanging Gardens, then instantly swallowed them both whole.

And so the first clash between the two 'strongest' family members came to an end.

"I'm so sorry!"

Azriel knelt before the majestic body of her master—the God of War, Arthas.

It cannot be denied, and there is no need to defend it.

As the 'strongest individual' and the most perfect Skywing, I lost.

Because of a wrong judgment, more than a dozen sisters lost their lives, and then, they lost.

It was not against a divine species like its master, nor against a higher-ranking giant, fantasy, or dragon spirit species, but rather against a direct confrontation with another winged species, and it lost.

The battle that should have been won, the battle entrusted to us by the Lord himself, was lost.

Azriel didn't understand the emotion burning within her, but she knew...

"I will disappear from this world right now."

Weapons without value or use are not worthy of being wielded by their masters.

Let this useless body self-destruct after intruding into the garden, giving full play to its last bit of energy.

"The first individual."

Accompanying the majestic voice of the God of War was a divine might that was even greater than the universe itself.

"Well?!"

Azriel's eyes widened instantly, and she gritted her teeth.

This was the first time the God of War had directed his power towards a young girl.

Just like that, the girl's heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped, and her whole body was unable to move.

His body, already badly damaged from the recent battle, felt like it was about to fall apart.

"You are guilty."

With head held high, the God of War proclaimed this.

"—But do you know what crime you have committed?"