The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

"Should we kill him?"

"I don't know, the elven reactions on them are really surprisingly unremarkable."

"Ugh, I feel so weak."

"Can we kill him?"

"But the only target is a beast that suddenly approaches, right?"

"It's okay to ignore these guys."

"But wouldn't it be better to just kill him?"

Several pretty girls chattered and exchanged opinions, as if they were a few mischievous little girls discussing whether to use a water gun to pour water into an ant nest they had discovered on the ground, casually discussing whether to plant mushrooms on the heads of more than a thousand people.

"Enough, all of you shut up."

At this moment, the blue-haired Skywing, who had been silently floating at the forefront, suddenly spoke.

"The mission was to eliminate the wild beasts that had invaded the hunting grounds. Now that the mission is complete, don't do anything unnecessary. Go back and report immediately."

“But, Sister Raphael.”

Just as the girl was about to relax, a hesitant voice came from behind the blue-haired winged creature.

The red-haired girl remembered that it was the guy who kept insisting on killing her.

"Aren't these people... considered 'beasts'?"

The blue-haired winged being called Raphael paused for a moment, then frowned.

It seems... there's nothing wrong with it.

After all, the species of these strange creatures are unknown, and they seem to be even worse than beastmen, truly wild beasts.

The red-haired girl sighed inwardly.

Unlike the orcs who only need enough food and have limited abilities, they have no chance to escape when facing the Skywings.

In this situation, it might actually be a good thing not to be recognized as a race.

After all, any intelligent being will be perceived as an enemy. The reason they haven't been killed yet is simply because the other side cannot confirm whether they are the ones who should be eliminated.

Unfortunately, the instructions given by their superiors seemed to be too vague and were not very friendly to them...

"Since that's the case..."

As a decisive and ruthless weapon of war, Raphael did not hesitate for long.

Anyway, it's not that important. Since we can't figure it out, we might as well just deal with it directly. Just as she was about to give the order, a sudden change occurred.

An aerial fortress appeared without warning above the scorching mountains!

Chapter 255 Scorching Mountains, War Begins

The Sky Garden, which I had only seen once from afar, appeared without warning on the battlefield where the Skywings and Dragon Spirits clashed. Hundreds of Skywings surrounded the fortress, and energy powerful enough to distort space flowed among them.

Around the fortress, eleven suns slowly spread out to the sides, revealing their unparalleled presence.

For a moment, all living beings with wisdom and intelligence were stunned.

But it only lasted for a moment.

The next second, the red-haired girl witnessed the reaction speed of the war machine.

The angel girl, who had been excitedly discussing what kind of mushrooms to plant on humans' heads, vanished in the blink of an eye, without the slightest hesitation she had shown while discussing whether or not to deal with humans.

"───"

With a deafening roar that defied the comprehension of ordinary life forms, the figure of Avant Heim, one of the most supreme fantasy species, emerged from the sky through the elven corridor.

Like a giant whale, it has a somewhat cuddly and cute appearance, but its murderous eyes and the huge cannons scattered throughout its body clearly demonstrate its power to be the overlord of the sky.

What has already been deployed around Arbont Heim are a number of killing machines that are no less than those on one side of the garden, and which have already spread their wings.

"Ang───"

At the same time, countless roars erupted from between the mountains, their power even slightly surpassing that of Abant Heim!

Then, the girl saw it.

It wasn't something as superficial as a 'giant lizard'.

Even under the darkest of times, the noble golden scales radiate a dazzling light like the sun, preventing anyone from harboring any thoughts of desecration.

But even more beautiful are those deep, intelligent eyes.

It can be said to be the embodiment of the most perfect creature in the world.

Even the Skywing races surrounding Avant Heim showed a slight change in expression.

Thirty of these 'dragon spirits' took to the air.

These were not the low-level prey that the girls had hunted before, but rather 'followers' belonging to the Dragon King.

It was simply the difference between commoners and the imperial elite.

The supreme and perfect being uttered an indescribable, deep murmur in the sky, and the entire world seemed to resonate with it, trembling slightly at the same time.

Humans cannot comprehend it—they are unaware even of the power of the dragon spirit.

The roar just now was merely terrifying to hear, but the dragon's whisper now is the echo of the beginning of time, a supreme mystery powerful enough to shake the very laws of the universe!

[The embodiment of death that celebrates war, the strongest blade of the god of slaughter...]

[A reaper who uses order and purification as a pretext, but whose true purpose is to spread death...]

[The remnant feather of a phantom god...]

And then there's that empty and pathetic God...

This is not a place for you.

It's too early.

The time is not yet ripe.

【You do not even know the weight of life, nor understand the meaning of death. You are born without life and die without life. You do not know what strength is, nor can you comprehend the weakest. You exist as perfect and complete illusory gods and remnant feathers. You should not be here.】

It was a sound full of holiness and mystery.

However, not only humans, but even the Skywing race could not understand the meaning of that murmur.

—What are these guys even talking about?

Even after hearing those words and appreciating their beauty, they still had only this question in their hearts.

But inexplicably, everyone sensed that some kind of 'terror' was approaching.

Are those words really that noble?

Humans were puzzled.

Therefore───

Humans were unaware, but the Skywing race, the targets of the war, knew all too well.

This is a fragment of the power of creation of heaven and earth, the original language of the planet, known by countless names and legends such as 'the language of omnipotence' and 'the language of creation'. Its essence can only be known by the person who speaks it, and it belongs to the power of the dragon spirit.

The words woven together are magic in themselves, enough to command the principles of all things in the universe.

Once ordered to 'die,' they will all perish; once ordered to 'shatter,' they will be completely reduced to dust.

And now, this power is about to be displayed before the two gods.

【───Eliminate…】

But in the next second, they didn't even have a chance to release their power; they were ruthlessly suppressed.

That was just a single sentence—the same power manifested in the form of words.

Utterly bland.

"Quiet───"

That's all.

In comparison, such words are far too simple and cannot be compared with the true words of the beginning of heaven and earth.

However, it is not about resisting the words of creation, but simply silencing those who display language; the purest 'force' is enough.

"Hahaha! You really can't hold your temper, my nemesis. Our wings are not as fragile as you think, or perhaps—your purpose is not just this?"

The dragon goddess girl stood silently at the very front of the garden, her eyes half-closed.

She knew very well that her actions might fool the whole world, but they couldn't fool two beings.

Artesius, the God of War, was one of them.

He was the only one present who could speak so boldly under this absolute power of words.

As the God of War laughed heartily, the Skywing species, which was previously unable to make even the slightest sound, felt all the restraints on its body completely dissipate, and the air that had seemed to have stopped flowing again. The Dragon Essence species flapped its wings once more.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

"Ugh?"

The red-haired girl looked in surprise at Orpheus, who had appeared beside her at some unknown time.

It wasn't that she was frightened—she was already used to such unpredictable appearances. The reason the red-haired girl was surprised was that the prophet's body was flickering like a poorly positioned image, as if it were about to disappear at any moment.

"We're moving quickly, there's no need to go to the cave, let's just cross the mountain range."

"Wait, Prophet..."

Orpheus suddenly saw the red-haired girl looking over with a serious expression.

"...Never mind, let's set off immediately."

Watching the red-haired girl open her mouth as if to say something but then stop and quickly leave, Orpheus narrowed his eyes, and his body, which had previously had a poor signal, began to slowly disappear.

"Remember, don't worry about anything, just keep running forward."

At the same time, even though the power of the Word of Power had vanished, an eerie silence permeated the battlefield in the sky.

Orpheus was deliberately stalling for time, and the dragon spirits, having just suffered a setback, remained silent, but showed no intention of starting a fight.