The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Moreover, precisely because it accepts wishes almost unconditionally, it is even more important not to make wishes lightly, a fact that Harlequin knows all too well.

but……

“Dragon God, though it is presumptuous of me, I must make a request to you—”

Even though only one shackle would be enough, the Dragon King couldn't help but speak again.

"enough!"

What interrupted the two was Altshu's finally uncontrollable anger.

It was a roar of anger, hatred—even jealousy.

"Your words are utter nonsense, yet I will continue to triumph and forever sit upon the highest throne!"

"Indeed, and for this reason, you will inevitably face defeat."

—Is this the end?

Bearing the full wrath of the God of War, the dragon Hareford smiled gently.

---I didn't even have time to finish speaking. Oh well, it's fine this way...

The Dragon King thought to himself.

---If it were with this little girl, I might want to say a little more.

But the Dragon King quickly had another thought.

However, there's no point in thinking about it now.

"What a pointless question and answer, abandoning the strongest dragon and the god who cannot remain the strongest."

"This is a very meaningful Q&A. I still don't know who the strongest war god is, but I will understand him in the future."

The conversation is over.

—May you find happiness.

The unspoken request echoed in the void as Harlequin slowly spread his wings.

It's like trying to cover the entire continent from the highest, scorching peak in the world.

The God of War's spear shone with a brilliance surpassing that of the sun.

In the Dragon God's hand, spacetime was distorted, and even light could be devoured.

then……

The world's highest peak, a scorching throne.

They disappeared from the world.

Chapter 259 Collapse and Roar

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom───

Amidst the barrage of artillery fire, tens of thousands of explosions occurred every instant.

Azriel gritted her teeth nervously, watching the battle unfold in the sky.

The previously deadlocked situation is now increasingly tilting to one side.

Or rather, after those golden wings appeared, the battle was practically devoid of any fairness.

No matter what actions the Skywing race on Altshu's side takes, what tactics they use, or how they change their formation, the opposing Skywing race will anticipate and counter them.

Conversely, the opposing Skywing race made seemingly random moves, but each time they managed to hit their own weak points.

In fact, though with considerable difficulty, they managed to slightly suppress the dragon spirits' attack.

This feeling—

"Predicting the future?"

Azriel gritted her teeth and bit off her nail.

Predicting the future is not something unfamiliar or even unattainable for her. In fact, many dragon spirits can predict the future to some extent.

But those are just general outlines and fragmented pieces.

There simply isn't anything as precise as these Skywing species, capable of synchronizing across the entire race and even applying it to warfare!

Although no Skywings on Azriel's side have died yet, the number of those forced to withdraw from the battlefield due to serious injuries is rising at an unprecedented rate.

The strongest Skywing race member turned his gaze to the opposite side of Abant Heim with a serious expression.

Eleven enormous energy spheres surrounded a magnificent sky garden, constantly emitting beams of light.

Although many of the younger sisters set their sights on this rather hate-attracting target, even the Sky Strike could only leave a slightly intense ripple on the garden.

It had no effect.

Azriel knew that the principle behind that fortress was actually quite simple.

It uses eleven satellites as its energy source to support the entire fortress's defense mechanism and maintain such a high level of energy output.

Even... the entire Skywing Legion's energy is supported by these satellites.

As for the duration... feeling the 'snake' within her body, Azriel knew that it was probably theoretically infinite.

In terms of the use of energy, the other creator is even more extravagant than his own master.

Moreover, that energy was completely under the control of another creator, so even though she arrogantly left the energy source, which should have been heavily protected, out in the open, no one could do anything about it.

In other words, this seemingly fair match between two Skywing species with similar numbers and individual performance is actually completely unfair!

Let's just assume that the ability to foresee the future, which is definitely not a Skywing ability, is the other side's ability. The inexhaustible energy supply is already putting Altshu's side at a significant disadvantage.

Although the Skywing race can recover their own power, the efficiency is many times worse.

"hateful……"

Azriel clenched her fists.

She had realized that it was impossible to bridge the gap between the two sides now, and the only option was to leverage their existing advantages to even the score.

And their own Skywing race is superior to the opponent's...

'Individual performance'?

However, those younger sisters were simply not enough.

Not prominent enough.

Azriel's wings began to stir.

Just then, a terrifying energy reaction erupted from the other side.

The Skywing girl narrowed her eyes and shifted her gaze.

Not only Azriel, but the entire battlefield's attention was drawn to this terrifying power fluctuation.

Those were the two dragon spirits that were instantly and severely injured by the God of War, Artes.

However, within the bodies of these two dragon spirits that had withstood the blow from the God of War, the flow of energy was so intense that it was overflowing from their bodies. Nearby, there was an immeasurable amount of energy reacting to the energy, which even distorted space itself!

"A sudden roar?!"

Azriel couldn't help but stand up from the healing spell.

Crashing Roar—just like Sky Strike for the Winged Race, it is the most powerful move that serves as the true trump card for the Dragon Spirit Race.

However, unlike Sky Strike, Skywing simply uses all its energy to control the Pokémon and throws it out in one go, and its energy can be quickly replenished afterwards.

The Dragon Essence's Roar, however, involves burning everything within itself before unleashing its attack!

Nature, including life.

In other words, this is a trump card that means going down with the enemy.

Its power is naturally far superior to Sky Strike!

"After enduring Lord Arteus's attack, he chose to exert his last bit of strength...?"

Two 'suns' appeared in the mouths of the two dragon spirits respectively.

Its brilliance even suppressed all the artillery fire and aftershocks on the battlefield.

Azriel remained on high alert.

She was ready. If there was only one, it would be fine, but if there were two, her side would suffer heavy casualties. She had to step in to provide support!

However, she quickly came to her senses.

She can't go out right now...

Lord Artes's orders are absolute.

Unwilling to accept defeat, she slammed her fist heavily against the outer wall of the repair spell. Then, with tears in her eyes, the strongest Skywing girl covered her fist, which had been suppressed by the spell personally set up by the God of War, and sat down helplessly.

Then, his eyes remained fixed on the two dragon spirits.

At this moment, the two suns also expanded to their maximum extent.

Aside from the Dragon Spirit race, almost no one knows—not even the Skywing race, the Dragon Spirit race's archenemy—what the true nature of the Dragon Spirit race's power is.

This very nature grants the Dragon Spirit species near-limitless power, but it also constitutes their greatest, or perhaps only, weakness.

Having withstood the God of War's blow through the chest, the Dragon Spirit Seed, even if not killed on the spot, was actually not far from death.

It has nothing to do with the God of War. His attack was just pure physical force. If it were mixed with the God of War's own power, then the Dragon Spirit would not have survived until now.

But even if they survive the first blow, whoever attacks the wound inflicted by the God of War and hits it—the Dragon Spirit species will have absolutely no chance of surviving!

Even if it's just a human stun gun, it's the same.

Therefore, rather than waiting for their inevitable demise, the dragon spirit decided to unleash its last flame of life!

Two suns burst forth amidst the dragon's roar.

Its goal is ───

Floating in the sky, exuding an immense energy aura no less powerful than the Roar of Destruction, this elegant aerial garden is incredibly alluring and attracts hatred!

Azriel was so happy she almost smashed the repair spell again.