The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

But it's a completely different story when it comes to living things.

Even though the Forest Elves surpass the Skywings in the structure of magic and spells, they are far inferior to the Skywings in their sensitivity and familiarity with space.

And these foolish creatures with so many wings... according to Azriel's observation, their magical skills are at best on par with the forest elves, and more likely inferior.

They are the best training targets, allowing you to fight however you want without worrying about any risks... which is the same as the status of 'creatures' in the previous world.

Among the Skywing race, there are only two techniques that they have named themselves: one is their individual all-out attack—Sky Strike, and the other is the entire race's all-out attack—God Strike.

However, if viewed from another perspective, the Skywing race's other ability is also quite terrifying.

Even if that ability is merely 'taking a step' for the Skywing race, something almost instinctive... or rather, that's precisely why it's terrifying.

That is the spatial transfer method that others have given the name 'Sky Shift'.

At the same time, this is also the reason why the Skywing race can dominate the sky with the name 'Sky'.

When facing living beings, the Skywing species is fully capable of unleashing the full power of Sky Shift!

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The leaders of the three camps froze almost simultaneously at that moment.

In that instant, countless fireworks burst forth in the sky.

—From the inside of the three-sided formation.

"Wow?!"

"when?!"

There was no time to react; hundreds of beams of light erupted densely, engulfing the unfortunate soldiers from the three factions.

"Calm down, regain your composure, and proceed to encircle and annihilate the enemy!"

The bigwigs from all three factions were still bigwigs after all; they only hesitated for a moment before realizing what was happening.

But while they reacted quickly, the soldiers below did not.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang───

Beams of light precisely struck down the surrounding soldiers.

Within seconds, countless more warriors from the three factions fell to the ground.

What's even more disheartening is that... what they feared still happened.

Just as one of the Demon Kings was about to go and deal with the 'two-winged' ones, the sixty Skywings that had originally attacked the demons disappeared again.

Similarly, without any warning.

However, the demon formation on the other side also collapsed.

Damn it!

Lucifer gritted his teeth.

There should be no room for wishful thinking, assuming that this is some kind of secret technique or a tactic that has been secretly prepared for a long time and can only be used once... Moreover, if it can only go in and not out, it is a completely suicidal attack.

However, that method of movement...

Spatial transfer is not something that is out of reach for any of the three races.

However, such a complex technique could never be performed at such a fast speed!

Even Lucifer, who considered himself quite skilled in the use of spells, could not perform spatial transfer as easily as breathing.

"wrong……"

A knowing glint flashed in Lucifer's eyes.

"Those guys..."

If it is a technique in itself—indeed, it can be used to transfer energy simply by expending energy!

"But is it really that simple?"

The fallen angel man, who had also thought of this, narrowed his eyes.

They didn't even know what these battlefield troublemakers were there to do, but they didn't have time to think about that now.

"My Lord..."

Raphael, who had been pulled back by the Holy Light during the recent exchange, looked nervously at his master.

But the God of the Bible keeps a close eye on the angels who have fallen in the attack, his radiance flickering.

But in the end, the Holy Light did not attack those Skywing races.

After all, there is an even greater threat.

"What's wrong? With reaction times like that, you'll be swallowed up very quickly!"

Azriel tossed and caught the extremely dense energy particles repeatedly in her hands, a mocking smile on her face.

Behind her, twenty Skywings were lined up in a forked formation.

Twenty enormous purple energy bodies converged in the sky.

"Hey, wasn't that supposed to be a personal skill?"

The fallen angel man left with a bitter smile.

The fallen angel man could still manage a bitter smile, but the angels who directly faced that immense pressure had no way to vent their suffering.

Twenty heavenly strikes converged into a massive spear of light, formed from purple energy, and crashed directly into the holy shield constructed by the angels.

Their target was not the outer military formation breached by the sixty winged beings, but the core where the God of the Bible resided, or rather... the God of the Bible himself!

Countless six-winged, eight-winged, and ten-winged angels stood ready.

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If we're just comparing them, the energy possessed by twenty Skywing creatures is certainly far less than that of hundreds of angels, right?

However, the Shield of Holy Light was pierced after only a few seconds.

Sky Strike is a move that unleashes all of one's power.

Even if they are not as powerful as the original Winged Race under Orpheus, the ability of Azriel's elite forces to unite is unmatched by any angel.

In terms of both the amount of energy released and the degree of concentration, the Skywing race completely overwhelmed the opponent.

The torrent of energy broke through the angels' shield and swept directly toward the God of the Bible!

Just then, two figures stood in front of the twenty heavenly strikes.

Two of the four Seraphim – Uriel and Gabriel!

The two seraphim stretched out their arms, and in the next moment, a giant golden shield engraved with holy reliefs unfolded in front of them.

However, they encountered each other and became locked in a stalemate.

But just a second later, the two seraphim opened their eyes wide.

Golden blood gushed out.

Behind the two, Azriel wore a cold smile.

The crescent-shaped trail formed by the residual energy from the palm strike was still clearly visible.

correct.

The commander of the entire wing cares more about the outcome of victory than the process of the battle.

The golden shield collapsed without support, and the two seraphim were swept away by the force of the torrent.

Just before Sky Strike was about to touch Azriel—

The strongest Skywing race has disappeared without a trace.

boom!!!

The weakened Raphael's final attempt to block was futile, as the torrent of Sky Strike directly struck the golden sun.

"My Lord!"

Michael's eyes widened.

His usually gentle face finally showed obvious displeasure.

"Who...who are you people, and what is your purpose?!"

The power of holy light surged forth, and the godlike power was finally fully displayed at this moment.

That was another sun, incredibly close to the God of the Bible.

But faced with such power, Azriel simply shrugged.

"The reason... well, there's really no particular reason."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened.

And within it lies a torrent of anger.

—They have lost countless elite warriors because of this girl's 'unexplained' behavior!

And so far, the other side has not suffered any obvious casualties!

"Oh dear, what a terrifying look. Don't do that—for us, war has never been something that needs a reason."

Azriel smiled.

But to others, that smile appeared incredibly cold.

"After all—that is our very nature."

That's right, the Skywing species are weapons; they are weapons in essence.

Denying that weapons are weapons is just as meaningless as denying that people are people; it may even be insulting.

Even if they fall into 'incompleteness' because of defeat, and thus learn to think about the definition of life and death, their essence will not change.

It's just that it has changed from a weapon that is operated by people to a weapon that can think for itself.