The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

With the Skywing race temporarily retracting their wings, after several small-scale probing attacks, the two races almost simultaneously launched offensives using their main forces against each other.

In a canyon, two fleets with completely different styles are engaged in battle.

One of them exudes a high-tech aura that clashes with its surroundings, while the other is the complete opposite—a strangely floating wooden sailboat.

Earth-type races that pride themselves on their magical technology, and forest-type races that pride themselves on their magic.

Although there seems to be no particular reason, the two races have been mortal enemies who have been fighting, hating and killing each other since the beginning of recorded history.

However, the two sides, having fought for a long time, were quite in sync, and the two fleets, which were preparing to launch an attack on each other, met here without any warning.

The artillery fire roared out without hesitation.

The spells woven by the forest elves resisted the magical cannons created by the goblins, unleashing a series of loud booms and impacts. Although their power was far less than that of the battle against Abant Heim a year ago, they still caused a strong tremor in the earth and blasted out huge craters all around.

Both the magical sailboats and the magical battle mirrors plummeted at an extremely high frequency, but regardless of race, they showed no concern for their fallen comrades—or rather, were completely numb to it—and continued to unleash the most vicious curses and all-out attacks on the enemies before them with bloodshot eyes.

Nobody noticed...

The most terrifying threat is already close at hand.

Chapter 250 The Judgment of Order

The cannons roared, but neither the forest elves' nor the goblin's detection systems detected anything. Before anyone knew it, a figure had appeared above the two fleets.

This is to be expected, since in reality, no matter what method is used to observe, the location of the figure is indeed in a state of 'nothing' after excluding all normal matter and energy.

But even in this place where there is 'nothing,' the Dragon Goddess, from her vantage point above, takes in the entire battle between the two fleets.

To be honest, Orpheus didn't quite understand why they were still fighting to the death at this point.

They have been unable to determine a victor for a long time, and it is naturally impossible for them to achieve a result in a short period of time. With the threat of the Skywing race still not subsided, instead of cooperating to seek a way out, they are wasting their already limited resources on this war that is unlikely to yield any results.

...So it seems that different races can't understand each other after all?

Orpheus was quite skeptical that even if Artes did nothing but watch from the sidelines, these people could still beat him to the point where he had no strength left to resist the Skywings.

Could it be that those two guys, Kenneth and O, are confident enough to take on Altshu one-on-one?

However, Orpheus was too lazy to think about it any further.

She didn't intend to exterminate other races—nor was she interested in doing so. She only needed these two races, which were slightly stronger than the others, to serve as a force to restrain the Skywing race.

Although she would have no choice but to fight back if Altshu really attacked one day, she would naturally prefer to delay as long as possible until then.

After all, there's currently no way to defeat Artoria...

The endless battles drain their strength while simultaneously inflicting continuous damage on the planet, and...

The dragon goddess's gaze shifted slightly. Not far below the clashing fleets, 'they', filled with fear, trembled helplessly under the elves' wails and the aftershocks of their energy. Within the range of artillery fire, which stretched for tens of kilometers, even escape was meaningless. They could only pray that death would come a second later.

"So even if it can't become a force to restrain the Skywings, it doesn't matter. But if that's the case, then guys who have no other purpose in life besides causing destruction have no reason to exist."

The spatial positioning has been completed.

Even as the world continues to change, the Dragon Goddess has never abandoned her mission.

Whether they are forest elves, goblins, or other races, if they are harmless, they will remain; but since they have caused harm to the planet...

Then impose sanctions.

Orpheus turned around, and his body turned into dust and vanished.

The next second───

"Moderate spatial fluctuations detected... Warning! Warning! Biological response is inferred to be—"

There's no need to listen to the rest.

There were no special effects of the sky shattering or any grand display of power. Instead, it appeared in the air purely and silently, as if showing off its instinctive ability to traverse space.

With pure white wings and flawless faces, dozens of girls appeared without warning in the very center of the battlefield before either side's alarms sounded.

With such an appearance and such strength, there is no doubt about who it is.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom --

As if in place of a greeting, several heavenly strikes descended from the sky, instantly turning the clashing ships into dust without distinction.

"Why……"

The goblin commander growled in a deep voice.

Even though the hunting routes and cycles were already completely fixed, the strongest weapon that shouldn't have appeared didn't give them a single moment to prepare before it descended upon them.

The strongest hunter—the Skywing race.

"What about the quantity?"

On the other side, the admiral of the Mori Elf fleet was also sweating profusely, and hurriedly asked his subordinates who were operating the reconnaissance spells.

"A total of... thirty-one Skywing species!"

Even though the enemy doesn't bother to hide, their numbers can be determined with the naked eye, let alone calculated using magic. The information the admiral wanted was obtained instantly.

"Thirty-one..."

The admiral bit his nails, thinking rapidly.

Thirty-one Skywing species is not a number that inspires despair.

Even with this fleet, we have the ability to deal with them. We don't need to consider retreating, provided that the other side doesn't retreat either. If we attack with the momentum of mutual destruction, we can at least reduce the enemy's numbers by half at the cost of our own total annihilation.

In reality, the Skywing race is not incapable of backing down. As long as the losses exceed a certain level, they will choose to escort their injured companions away... Although dealing with the ensuing retaliation is troublesome, that is a problem to be considered later.

In other words, the choice you have to make now is very simple.

"Notify the entire fleet to launch an attack on the Winged Race in the sky, regardless of the cost!"

The admiral of the Mori clan issued this order.

"All ship guns turn, target Skywing, fire all missiles!"

As the admiral predicted, the goblin fleet also took action the next moment.

Both sides were well aware that if they didn't deal with the Skywing race, it would be pointless to annihilate the enemy's fleet... because they would also be wiped out within minutes.

In other words, the optimal solution at this moment is to unite and launch a full-scale, unreserved attack on the other side.

When facing the Skywing race, any wishful thinking is a fatal mistake.

As for the goblins, even if they were as stupid as gophers, they wouldn't make a wrong judgment under these circumstances, let alone...

The admiral of the Forest Elf race revealed a cold smile.

All they need to do is stall for time; they have more cards to play than just these.

The next second, thousands of cannon fire completely engulfed the Skywing race that had just been teleported in.

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The Skywing species are the darlings of space.

For them, the wings on their backs are used to connect the Elf Corridor, but if we're talking about flight, the Skywings move purely by shifting spatial coordinates.

However, there is a race that far surpasses the Skywing race in this respect.

It can move by simply spreading its wings, thus repelling time and space; it can cause changes in the world with just words; its very existence is enough to disrupt the world.

The three bodies of the Dragon Spirit race, which are far more powerful than the Skywing race, are traveling through time and space.

In accordance with their pact with the forest elves, they would be responsible for destroying the goblin fortress directly after the forest elves who had cleared the way.

Just now, the forest elves sent a signal.

But the transfer, which should have only taken one turn, was suddenly interrupted.

That was just a sentence.

With just the word "come out," the dragon spirit of the Trisolarans was pulled out of the corridor of time and space.

"You are……"

The black dragon at the head narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the petite girl in front of him who exuded an immense pressure.

"Are you the dragon spirits?"

The girl asked this question.

"Complete nonsense..." The dragon spirit was pondering how to answer when the girl suddenly burst into laughter.

"good."

Before the three dragon spirits could react, they felt their consciousness rapidly fading away.

"You guys should get some sleep first."

The dragon spirit, which spoke the language of the beginning of creation and ruled the world with the words of kingship, has now fallen into a deep sleep without any resistance under an even more powerful incantation.

Chapter 251 Peace Messenger, Skywing Race

"impossible……"

The admiral knelt helplessly on the Forest Elf flagship, which, thanks to its heavy protection, was still miraculously barely intact, his face filled with disbelief.

The Skywing race is very strong, and it is almost impossible to kill one of them, nor would they even dare to hope for it.

However, if the goal is simply to injure them and force them to retreat, there is still hope.

After all, they were far too arrogant.

Arrogant about the power bestowed by the God of War, he firmly believed that with the God of War's protection, he did not need any additional defenses or methods.

This is why, even though the Skywing elves are more adaptable, the Forest Elves are several times better at weaving magic.

The Celestial Wings' use of energy—especially their defensive methods—was utterly pathetic; they relied solely on the God of War's protection to tough it out.

If that's the case, then a simultaneous bombardment by both sides before the other side has a chance to regain its footing should at least cause some damage to the other side.

After that, they used this advantage to target and defeat each Skywing species individually.

But the plan was well thought out, and the result was completely unexpected.

Looking at the completely destroyed fleet and the constantly crashing fragments of warships before him, the Forest Elf Admiral simply couldn't understand it.