The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Pale purple light gathered together and, in the blink of an eye, formed the figure of another girl.

Having long been accustomed to such bizarre appearances, the red-haired girl immediately asked a question.

"What exactly is that?!"

Boom!

This time, several beams of light fell simultaneously, accompanied by the faint roar of what seemed to be some kind of giant beast.

"The Skywing species is hunting the Dragon Spirit species."

Only then did Orpheus respond slowly.

"Is it possible to go around it?"

"Impossible. The area around the Scorching Mountains is a battlefield between the Skywing Race and the Dragon Spirit Race."

"And our route involves crossing the scorching mountains... Isn't that a complete dead end?!"

The girl took over the Dragon God's words and pressed her head in despair.

Within sight, hundreds of beams of light crisscrossed, some near and some far, making it impossible to cross them.

"There's a cave about five kilometers in this direction. Go in and rest. I'll come find you later."

Seeing the guy next to her still looking completely indifferent, the girl sighed.

"I know, I know."

It's too late to turn back now.

Moreover───

"Anyway, with the Prophet here, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

After spending several months together, the humans have developed an almost dependent trust in the Dragon God Girl.

Even among humans, the title of "prophet" emerged—originally intended to be "dragon god" as she claimed, but was rejected by the other party on the grounds that no related records could be left.

Whether such dependence is a good thing or not is unknown—even though the red-haired girl clearly recognized this, she was helpless.

After all, even she herself has encountered such a problem.

Moreover—in this kind of era, having a spiritual anchor is never a bad thing…

"Oh, right."

Orpheus nodded, then spoke again as if he had thought of something.

"I have some things to attend to later and won't have time to pay attention to this matter. You can decide for yourself what to do."

"Ugh?"

Before the girl could respond, Orpheus's eyes began to glaze over, and his body vanished as light points half a second later.

"..."

The red-haired girl turned around somewhat blankly, looked again at the long line of people, and sighed.

She felt it herself.

Although this large-scale migration was arduous, it was also quite easy in some ways.

Any injury or illness would be healed by the prophet with strange herbs or potions, and any enemy would be eliminated in advance. The biggest problem along the way was that humans kept scaring themselves.

However, even in these short few months, humanity has already experienced the ease of being cared for. So what if one day the prophet suddenly disappears...?

"Awoo---"

The sudden sound made the girl's expression change.

"Quickly, hurry, run in this direction!"

The girl screamed in panic and looked in the direction of the sound.

There are indeed races in this world that 'take humans seriously'.

After all, even humans value food when it's scarce.

Human flesh may not taste very good, but with most creatures already extinct, there's no way to ask for too much—and rushing towards us with this thought in mind are 'beasts' in human form.

Chapter 254 The Crisis of Humanity

Orcs are, in a way, a race that can evoke a sense of 'closeness' in humans.

While orcs in their normal state possess physical abilities far exceeding those of humans, there is still a chance to bridge that gap through various means. They are at least much better off than monsters that can move mountains, fill seas, and grow mushrooms at will.

However, this only considers physical abilities under normal circumstances.

Orcs possess an extremely terrifying five senses and a sixth sense. Their eyes, heartbeats, and muscle movements are all under their control, and any conspiracy will lose its meaning under their terrifying observation ability.

The presence of a thousand people was as clear as the sun to this race.

"Hurry up, run faster!"

The red-haired girl shouted in a panic.

But at this moment, she was filled with despair.

Humans cannot outrun orcs.

Not to mention, they were not a trained army, but just a group of civilians mixed with the old, weak, sick and disabled.

The choice to make is simple, just like every time before.

Abandon the elderly or other volunteers who are unable to move, so that they can draw the attention of the orcs and cover the escape of the rest of the people.

He knew this very well in his heart, but when the instruction came to his lips, he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

Having come this far, it seems like we're about to have a bright future ahead. Is it really a good idea to abandon some people under these circumstances?

The red-haired girl gritted her teeth. She knew very well that the comfort of the past few months had worn away all the determination she had been holding onto.

A commotion arose from the rear of the column, indicating that the orcs had arrived.

"Why did the Prophet leave at this time...?"

The red-haired girl clutched her hair tightly, and finally screamed in despair.

"Leave some of you to draw the attention of the orcs, the rest of you hurry up and get out of here!"

The moment the girl shouted that, a beam of light suddenly streaked across the sky.

The next second, flames shot into the sky.

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On the other side of the continent, a magnificent garden floats silently in the air.

"You are my wings and my blade. I will judge you and punish you."

The calm voice echoed throughout the fortress.

"The task is simple."

Following the will of the Lord, beams of light shone from the darkness.

Those were eyes that seemed to be made of inorganic matter.

"Harvest, harvest all that shows hostility, harvest all that vents recklessly, harvest all that squanders power, harvest all that creates disorder."

Beneath those cold words, his inorganic eyes began to sparkle with a bright light.

Like stars shining in the night sky.

At the same time, the pure white wings also emitted a faint purple light, which resonated with each other and enveloped the entire sky garden.

One by one, the Skywing beings spread their hands and wings simultaneously, their combined power coalescing into a line that connected with the eleven energy spheres surrounding the fortress, creating intense spatial fluctuations.

"Remember your mission."

The Skywing race on Altshu's side is a race that specializes in killing and destruction to the extreme, and their ultimate goal is to kill a god!

And indeed, those who possess such abilities are truly weapons of death, spreading calamity, death, and chaos.

However, the Skywing species belonging to Orpheus are not the same.

Even though they are equally skilled in combat, killing, and destruction, their fundamental purposes are completely opposite.

"A true 'angel' who takes order as his banner, takes righteousness as his duty, and maintains the balance of the world with absolute power."

Artes's Winged Race is a nuclear bomb that indiscriminately bombs everywhere, while Orpheus wants his Winged Race to become a nuclear deterrent that suppresses everyone.

"And now, show the world your power."

Standing in the center of the garden, the dragon goddess opened her arms and made her final declaration.

"Coordinate positioning complete."

"The advance team reports back."

"The destination is confirmed to be safe."

"Overall authorization confirmation for individuals and the entire command structure."

"───Spatial transfer begins."

The previously restless energy instantly calmed down, then burst forth with dazzling light, eventually converging into the fortress.

The next second, a burst of light erupted, and the fortress that had been floating in the air disappeared without a trace.

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The red-haired girl's mind was working at an unprecedented speed.

The beam of light just grazed the very back of the line.

The orcs who attacked were probably just a hunting party, not a regular army.

The orcs couldn't even put up a fight. The team of dozens of people lost more than 90% of their strength in an instant. The remaining three were all 'blood-damaged individuals' who barely escaped the range of the first wave of attacks, and were then mercilessly annihilated in the next two waves.

But this did not reassure the girl.

As she hurriedly ran to the back of the line, what met her eyes was an 'angel' flying high above.

"What the heck? What are these things?"