The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

The next moment, she flew away quickly like her two companions, with several shadows following closely behind, and the strong wind pressure once again scattered the humans even more.

"Get running now!"

Gritting her teeth, the red-haired girl shouted again.

Orpheus watched this scene from afar, standing in the Hanging Gardens.

By having her Skywing race join the battlefield and trigger a massive melee, although it may seem to make the battlefield more dangerous, it actually allows her to completely control the scope of the war and any unexpected events that may occur.

Most importantly, without luring the dragons out, humans simply cannot bypass them.

But this is the limit now.

Artesius had already begun his actions above Avant Heim.

That's right, God only took one step forward.

Then, all the rules were overturned.

Neither the energy nor the spirit showed any signs of being used.

It's just one step.

A power beyond reason, seemingly capable of encompassing heaven and earth, descended upon this place.

Chapter 257 The Dragon Appears

Deities are beings that have acquired the concept of consciousness and possess their own laws.

In other words, gods do not have a physical form. As long as the laws of nature remain, gods will not die. Even if their divine essence is destroyed, it will only cause them to fall into a slumber for a while.

And naturally, gods can easily mobilize the power from the laws... or even the laws themselves!

Now, a heavy force has suddenly descended.

If an observer were used, it would be discovered that both the amount of energy and the mass surrounding Altshu are inexplicably increasing infinitely.

It makes no sense. Even magic only slightly distorts the laws of physics through the power of elves, and it cannot explain the current situation at all.

Everyone, including the dragon spirits, felt immense pressure.

Several Skywing creatures, who were already severely injured, even fell because they couldn't catch their breath.

But without warning, the God of War's power vanished.

It was all because of a melody.

"───"

Those were songs sung in the world's oldest language.

The God of War withdrew his power, and Orpheus relaxed his clenched fist, looking in the direction from which the sound came.

That is the highest peak in this mountain range.

Above that, an even more striking 'existence' than the majestic mountain peaks had somehow already obscured the sky.

Its golden scales shimmer like the sun, and its eyes, the same color, exude a sense of age and wisdom.

Beautiful and dazzling, it descended upon the world with absolute power.

There is no doubt about who the chanter is.

Or rather, this person's intervention was something that was expected.

"Hahahaha! You want to join in too? Great, great, that would make it even more fun!"

The God of War, who seemed to love to laugh, was not annoyed by being interrupted while showing off. Instead, he laughed out loud again, his joy even more pronounced.

Isn't a banquet more fun the more people there are?

—Is it the oldest dragon spirit species?

They are certainly worthy of being called rivals!

"Since it's an invitation from the host here, we can't ignore it."

The God of War flicked his battle robe, slowly floated up, left Abant Heim's back, and flew directly towards the peak.

【Stop right there───】

Two dragon spirits suddenly appeared through a teleportation, blocking the path to the summit.

But the God of War simply waved his hand dismissively.

The next second, each of the two dragon spirits had a huge hole in its body. Although it was not fatal, it was enough to be considered a serious injury. They had no strength left to resist Altshu again and could only helplessly watch him fly over as if nothing had happened.

Orpheus sighed softly.

Although it was expected, and shifting the battlefield of the God of War was a good thing for her—after all, this would prevent the tragedy of the Skywing race, the Dragon Spirit race, and all humans being wiped out after the battle.

But everything that followed was beyond our control...

This is really troublesome.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

"Alright, alright, go in peace. I will take good care of your daughters."

Orpheus waved goodbye to the unreliable fellow behind him with a sigh, and disappeared into the Hanging Gardens.

Once the dragon goddess had completely left, Norns emerged from the shadows behind her.

Then, he revealed an excited smile.

"Now, let the harvest officially begin."

Giant golden wings unfolded above the sky garden.

Watching this scene from within the spatial rift, Orpheus smiled softly before his figure vanished completely.

Don't disappoint people—this encompasses the individual.

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"Ugh, so boring, meow~"

Sitting in the healing ritual with one hand supporting her head and biting the nail of her other hand, Azriel, the manager of the Skywing race on one side of Altshu and the strongest individual of the Skywing race, looked at the great battle outside with longing.

She wants to go too...

After all, she wasn't in a completely drained state like after using Sky Strike without relying on the 'snake'. Her injuries had largely recovered during more than a year of treatment, and the remaining eighteen years or so were basically wasted.

Unfortunately, without Altshu's permission, she had no way of going out.

She sat there all day, so bored that she even developed strange verbal tics.

Perhaps if those guys dared to hit Abant Heim, she would have a chance to 'be forced to fight back'?

No, no, Lord Artesu's vehicle cannot be allowed to be defiled. It should be intercepted before it even attacks.

Especially now that Lord Artesian has just left, it is my duty to keep watch!

Just then, Azriel's previously somewhat dazed expression suddenly changed slightly.

A pair of enormous golden wings unfolded above the fortress opposite.

The next moment───

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang───

Azriel's expression turned extremely serious.

The Skywing species understand each other very well, so they can easily dodge or neutralize each other's attacks.

But in just a second, the enemy's attacks, which were originally dense but easy to dodge, accurately hit several Skywing species.

No one died, and the injuries were not serious... but the situation was already very strange.

This situation... suddenly reminded Azriel of her previous experience of being easily shot down despite her dazzling flight maneuvers that were close to the speed of light.

Now it seems that it was no coincidence...

Azriel's hands clenched quietly.

If things really get too bad...

The Skywing girl was unaware of this at the time.

As the most complete winged being, she actually had the idea of ​​'shifting the priority of Lord Artshu's orders to a lower position'.

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A scorching high seat.

This is the highest mountain among the countless natural wonders etched into the world after hundreds of millions of years of war.

The confrontation between the three "strongest" forces, fraught with contradictions, took place here.

The embodiment of the concept of 'war,' the embodiment of truth in the circle of grinding souls where life and death are wagered in competition, the strongest divine species—'God of War' Altshu.

Without a doubt, they stand at the pinnacle of existence.

And the dragons whose bodies cover the sky and who are given the title of 'King'.

That was the oldest individual of the dragon spirit born from the bones of a god, the solitary dragon king who looked down upon the world from this scorching high seat, the strongest dragon spirit with an immortal soul and body—'The Final Dragon' Hadley.

Nothing can harm it, and even the gods are defeated by its words—this can undoubtedly be called the pinnacle of the world.

Finally, there is Orpheus, whose 'infinite' power is unparalleled in the world, and who is also known as the strongest.

The three beings with the title of 'strongest' gathered at the summit of this majestic mountain.

This is a fierce confrontation between three powerful individuals who can look down upon the world, unfolding at the pinnacle of power that can only be described as mythical.

Chapter 258 The Three Strongest

"I ask you, what is 'powerful'?"

This question was posed by Arthas, the God of War, who is unparalleled in the world and whose very existence embodies the word 'powerful'.

The clash between the strongest and the strongest began with a question and answer session.

The God of War's first question seems rather childish, something that ordinary people would never think about and don't need to think about at all.