The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

It wasn't a bright and beautiful red like the president's, but a dull and filthy red.

The color of dried blood.

Within sight, the destroyed buildings were intertwined with countless lifeless bodies and chunks of flesh.

Surprisingly, Hyoudou Issei didn't feel much nausea.

Although I felt somewhat uncomfortable psychologically, I was completely unwell physically.

—He is no longer human.

Only now has he truly come to realize this fact.

How long has it been since it started?

Hyoudou Issei did not calculate.

However, unlike the darkness at the start of the war, the sun was already high overhead before he realized it.

At this time, the aerial combat had become much less intense, and the number of elite troops from the three factions had been reduced by nearly half. The magicians' group had been annihilated to less than a third of its original size, and even the number of troops constantly emerging from the teleportation spells was much less than before.

Although the battle is not over yet, the scales of victory have clearly tipped.

In the military, it was ultimately their victory.

Even with a nearly tenfold numerical advantage and a surprise attack, the rabble was ultimately no match for the elite forces of the three sides.

Not to mention that Rias and Sona, who joined later, are both high-ranking demons here.

Hyoudou Issei himself also ended the lives of many people.

Although I don't know much about magicians, they are probably all living, breathing human beings, right?

...There's no going back now.

In short, the outcome of the battle here is basically a foregone conclusion.

However, it's only a half-win situation.

The battle on the other side is more crucial than the one here.

Hyoudou Issei turned around and looked at the sky in the direction of the school.

There, light and magic intertwine, creating a breathtaking spectacle filled with rage and destruction.

Immersed in the scene, he failed to notice that a familiar silver-white meteor was plummeting vertically towards him from above.

……

……

Boom boom boom boom boom boom───

High above the campus, two twelve-winged seraphim, their faces solemn, used holy light to resist the continuous attacks from the bloodline of the old demon king.

"As expected, this is a power that completely exceeds their own limits."

With a serious expression, Azazel stroked his beard, showing no sign of frivolity, but rather a furrowed brow.

While the reason why the bloodline of the old Demon King was eliminated was partly due to its outdated and backward ideology, given the dog-eat-dog nature of demon society at the time, the main reason was that their own strength was simply too pathetic.

But now, the bloodlines of just three former demon kings are enough to contend with two top-tier angels.

You should know that the light of angels is the most deadly poison to demons.

Not to mention that both of them are Seraphim, among the angels, they possess the strongest combat power.

Under normal circumstances, these three people wouldn't have lasted that long.

In other words...

"Is this the power of the 'Infinite Dragon God'?"

Azazel couldn't help but sigh.

"It directly provides energy to the limit that the body can withstand. If you force it to use, it might even break through that limit. Although it is not as good as the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets in terms of explosive power and instantaneous upper limit, it is far superior to the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets in terms of both starting speed and ease of use."

It must be said that although Azazel is probably the weakest one here, his insight and knowledge are quite profound, as he has lived from ancient times to the present and has a deep understanding of artifacts.

In a short time, they roughly discerned the nature of the power exerted on the three former Demon King factions.

And, most terrifyingly...

"Whether there is an upper limit to the amplified power of the 'Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets' is still inconclusive. Throughout history, no one has been able to unleash the full potential of this God-Slaying Tool, but..."

Azazel squinted.

"The upper limit of the power they can be enhanced is probably... 'infinite'?"

With a slight smile, the Fallen Angel Governor turned his gaze to the sky behind him.

"Am I right, the strongest dragon named 'Infinity'?"

Beside the fallen angel, the red-haired demon slowly turned around.

In this battle, he, as the demon who should have been the one to eliminate the traitors, did not take action.

If he gets serious, he can end the fight in just a few minutes, right?

This is the power that even surpasses that of the original, strongest demon king—Sazex.

However, he did not bring out his full potential.

The oppressive feeling emanating from all around was so overwhelming, it seemed to transcend the entire world.

"Infinite Dragon God... Orpheus."

Instead of Azazel, the red-haired demon lord calmly uttered the name of the girl sitting in the sky, hugging her knees.

"Long time no see, Azazel."

With a languid voice, the dragon goddess greeted them softly.

Although we've only met once and I don't recall ever exchanging a single word, politeness is still very important.

"Ah, I was hoping we wouldn't meet under these circumstances. I really didn't expect to see you here in person."

However, Azazel seemed quite unappreciative.

The fallen angel governor narrowed his eyes.

"If we just take care of you here, the world should be able to return to peace, right? After all, there have been one storm after another lately."

"impossible."

However, Azazel's words were dismissed by the dragon god with a nonchalant attitude.

The reason is quite simple.

“I am infinite, I am invincible, Azazel cannot defeat me.”

Orpheus stated the facts in a plain and straightforward manner.

"...Really."

Azazel could only shake his head helplessly at this.

"I've never been able to figure out what you're doing all this time... You clearly possess power enough to shake the world, yet you seem completely uninterested in it. What could possibly have driven you, who have been inactive for thousands of years, to create this terrorist organization that means nothing to you? To be honest, I'm quite curious. Can't you explain? Maybe we can be of some help?"

Although he said that, there was no frivolity in the eyes of the Fallen Angel Governor.

He certainly wouldn't assist terrorist organizations and their leaders, but understanding their objectives and actions was absolutely essential.

This includes whether the recent controversies are related to the other party.

"I hope you can make a choice."

To Azazel's surprise, the other party spoke quite easily.

"choose?"

This time, it was the Demon King Sazex who spoke up, even though he had always appeared quite indifferent.

"Yes, regarding the choice of order."

Nodding, Orpheus clapped her hands lightly.

—The next moment, the world was enveloped in light.

Countless lights and shadows flashed continuously, accompanied by sonic booms, and figures appeared behind the dragon goddess girl.

Accompanying this was a beam of light that almost swallowed up one's line of sight.

Within seconds, although the number had decreased significantly compared to the beginning, more than 10,000 magicians had been wiped out.

The elites of the three factions quickly turned their weapons to fight back, but their hands, which were holding weapons and casting spells, were pierced by tiny beams of light in an instant.

The two seraphim looked at their opponent in surprise.

Three demons who called themselves traditional demon kings and were proud of their noble bloodlines were now powerless to resist as the two girls cut off their heads.

All of this lasted less than ten seconds.

In less than ten seconds, the battle, which had lasted for almost half a day, came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked up at the sky in a daze.

The sky was now covered by white wings.

"Then make your choice."

Orpheus spoke softly in his usual languid voice.

"Which will you choose? The old order built upon dreams, or the new order I have established, which will reshape all of this?"

Chapter 387 A Temporary End

"..."

The entire city was silent.

All civilians had been isolated beforehand, so it was only natural that their voices were not heard.

But even floating in the sky, the thousands of warriors from the three factions remained completely silent.

Even though the wounds were still bleeding, they paid no attention to the pain.