The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Several shields appeared almost simultaneously, blocking all the beams of light without missing a single one.

But the black-haired girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes seemed to have gained a bit more sparkle.

"impossible……"

Not only the black-haired girl, but also Ryushu cried out softly—although her face and voice showed no emotion, the glint in her eyes betrayed her feelings.

Rick knew why.

Rick wasn't sure if it was surprising that the Skywing named Jibril hadn't been killed outright, because he couldn't judge the power of that massive beam of light.

However, there is one thing that is completely illogical.

—Even though there should be no space for elves, that winged girl still managed to launch an attack.

"Oh dear, it seems that both of us have become a little too complacent."

With a melodious sound, the Skywing girl slowly descended onto the pile of rubble next to the group.

"While I was indeed caught off guard and struck by your attack, is it not inappropriate to conclude that I have lost the ability to fight?"

The black-haired girl turned her head slightly to look at Jibril's words.

"You have fully mastered that power?"

"Ugh?"

The black-haired girl's sudden statement startled Jibril.

Then, the Skywing weapon narrowed its eyes, and its originally cheerful voice became subdued.

"Knowing such things... does that mean you are very clear about our 'structure'?"

The black-haired girl's silver eyes flickered a few times at the seemingly threatening response from the Skywing race.

Then, the girl reverted to her original languid demeanor.

"...Are you all alone?"

The girl yawned slightly.

"You in the end..."

Jibril frowned, about to ask further, but was interrupted by a sudden flash of golden light.

It was a golden ripple, and a section of something protruding, resembling a sword hilt.

A faint smile had appeared on the girl's languid face.

"That's interesting."

With these words, the girl reached for the hilt of the sword.

"I'll play along with you."

The next moment, a crimson storm tore the heavens and earth apart.

……

……

Several kilometers away from Rick and the others, Orpheus, who also looked dazed, glanced at another Orpheus who was looking excited, then at the third Orpheus in the center of the crimson storm who seemed to be getting a little hyped up as well. He then thought about the guy next to him's amazing ability to change his expression earlier, and lowered his head to ponder.

She was genuinely worried that when she was fully conscious, she might actually develop a mental disorder.

Chapter 284 I, Orpheus, Feeding

It was a war that seemed to bring back a myth.

A crimson storm tore through the sky, and dark purple meteors shattered the earth.

But to call this a true battle of myths would be far too... one-sided.

No matter how many meteors bombarded it, they could never break through the storm's defenses. In contrast, the winged girl could only fly and struggle to survive in the gaps between the storms—elegant and beautiful, yet seemingly on the verge of collapse.

On the other hand...

Rick shifted his gaze downwards.

The girl in the black robe maintained her lazy demeanor, standing still with the source of the storm in her hand.

It is already very clear where the advantage lies.

Suddenly, the black-robed girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and she swung the hand holding 'Storm' heavily.

Upon receiving the signal, the crimson storm that filled the entire sky converged like a net being pulled in, directly enveloping the Skywing girl.

Then, it slammed hard into the ground.

Boom!

The earth shattered, and flying stones scattered in all directions.

Even Rick was somewhat moved after seeing this scene.

Although I had somewhat anticipated this after the other party easily destroyed all the spirits in this space, I was still shocked to actually see it now.

A Skywing race—invincible at full strength, capable of easily suppressing all 'biological' level races even when fighting alone—was defeated just like that?

the most important is……

"Analysis... this individual's overall ability data... far exceeds the average Winged Race... reaching a level extremely close to the strongest Winged Race... individual named 'Azriel'..."

That's right, the Skywing Race member who was just defeated in front of them seems to be the absolute pinnacle of the Skywing Race according to Shubi...

Such strength is more than enough to easily defeat giants and fight defensive battles against dragon spirits, let alone deal with a mere 'little girl'.

However, the current scene is completely opposite to what was expected.

For Rick, it was only a bit of a shock, but if those races such as the Forest Elves and Goblins, who had been long abused by the Skywings, saw it, it would probably be a major event that shook their worldview.

"Shubi... what is going on...?"

Rick squinted at the girl who still looked ethereal.

He had some guesses about the identity of the first girl, but he wasn't sure. Then a second girl with almost the same appearance appeared.

This makes things more complicated.

This gave him a real headache.

Honestly, Rick wanted to get home as soon as possible rather than think about who the other person was or what their purpose was... But unfortunately, if he didn't take this opportunity to analyze and understand the other person, he would be left with no choice but to wait for death if the other person wanted to make things difficult for him.

So he asked Hughie.

Hughie would analyze the other party's information, and then Rick would sift through that information to find the 'answer'—that was Rick's plan.

Unfortunately, Hughie was unable to provide any information this time.

"No... elves..."

"...I see."

Rick frowned in exasperation.

Elves are special creatures and a unique source of power in this world.

Without elves, almost all races would be completely useless... At that time, orcs would probably dominate... As for the higher races at the 'life' level, if they were in a world without elves, they might not even be able to save their lives.

Including... and arguably the most affected, are those high and mighty deities.

Even though the Machine race to which Shubi belongs is not a 'life' but a 'biological' species, it is basically half-crippled without a Pokémon, and even its power is difficult to maintain.

wrong……

"Shubi, that guy..."

Hughie, standing nearby, quickly understood Rick's meaning and nodded.

“Specific data cannot be analyzed… Compared to the original state… In the recent battle… the Skywing species’ reaction was slower than normal… its attack output was far below normal levels… its speed also decreased significantly… but… the unknown individual seems to…”

At this point, Hughie got stuck again.

She didn't have the black-robed girl's original combat data, so she couldn't make a comparison.

However, if we're just talking about feelings—

"...the unknown individuals appear to be unaffected."

For the first time, the precision-seeking machine, Keke, reached a conclusion with an uncertain attitude.

Rick sighed, recalling Shubi's initial analysis of the girl from before.

An energy aggregate...

If I'm not mistaken, this is probably a similar existence.

So, is the energy that the other party is using the energy that makes them up?

Rick frowned deeply.

In this world, elves are the primary force.

Just as humans can expend energy to raise and throw a punch, but cannot directly control the energy to deliver it, other races that control spirits follow similar rules.

Therefore, it can be said that even though there are so many different races, everyone's combat profession can basically be directly classified as an Elf.

Such an attack method, which allows one to directly extract their own energy, is unheard of.

As Rick pondered, the dust and smoke stirred up by the earlier smash gradually dissipated.

After the storm subsided, the girl could make out the object—it was barely recognizable as a sword from the handle, but it actually looked like a spiral staff. She carried it on her shoulder and walked over slowly.

On the other side, the wounded Skywing was lying in the center of a huge crater, struggling to get up.

But before she could even stand up, the crimson 'sword' was already pressed against her forehead.

"Oh dear... I guess I'm no match for them after all~"

Despite being so easily defeated, Jibril didn't seem particularly excited, still wearing a cheerful smile... and one could even see an intense fighting spirit in her eyes.

After witnessing the power that turned mountains into canyons that day, she knew she was no match for it, but even so, she persisted in tracking it down and issuing a challenge.

This is completely incomprehensible to normal Skywings. Skywings are weapons, and their goal is to kill enemies meaningfully, not to die meaninglessly.

But Jibril was different. She knew she was weak, yet she relentlessly challenged the only strong one.