The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Hades responded without any emotion.

"I don't care about angels, attack..."

The god of the underworld stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence and looked up at the sky.

There, ripples of space rippled.

Upon seeing the fluctuations in the space, Hades loosened his grip on the scepter slightly.

It's not a Skywing species.

That race's spatial movement was so perfect it was practically an art form, leaving no trace of roughness or obviousness.

The next moment, the sky, which was already dim due to the night, became even darker.

Countless black wings obscured the moonlight.

"Oh, an old bone from the underworld."

The three-headed, six-winged evil dragon greeted them familiarly.

"Although I really want to take you all down with me, now is not the time."

Azdahaka bared his teeth menacingly, seemingly in a smile.

"Shall we take down that troublesome city together first?"

Hades calmly turned his gaze back to the brightly lit, seemingly towering metropolis.

Then, he swung down the scepter.

The immortal army began its rapid advance.

……

……

"Lord Norns."

Beside the bathtub in the sky garden, Valkyrie, with a twitch of his lips, bowed and asked for permission.

"Huh? Do you even need to ask that?"

Soaking in the bathtub, Norns scratched his head in dissatisfaction.

"If the other side sends cannon fodder, then turn them into real cannon fodder. Is this something that's hard for you to understand or hard to execute?"

"No, without your command, we wouldn't know which wing squadron to deploy..."

Valkyrie sighed.

"Hmm... Orpheus has sent three wing squadrons to the Persian Gulf, right? Use them. As for tactics, just stick to the usual ones. That should be enough."

Valkyrie nodded, then tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"By the way, Lord Norns, is it really alright that there are no of our legions in Uruk?"

"Huh? Is there no garrison in Uruk?"

"..."

Valkyrie remained silent for a long time.

"When Lord Norns said it wasn't necessary, no one was sent."

"Oh, I remember now."

Norns then tapped his palm as if he had just remembered.

"Because there really hasn't been a time when it was used for thousands of years."

"Then now..."

"Okay, let's make Uruk the center then. I'll make the preparations later."

Lowering his body slightly, Norns squinted comfortably and mumbled something indistinctly.

"..."

Valkyrie always felt that the agent sent by his master was very unreliable.

Moreover, the atmosphere here is quite different from that of the outside world.

"Don't worry."

As if noticing the thoughts of the Skywing girl, Norns' silver eyes gleamed faintly.

"The war cannot end quickly simply because the other side is still using the same old methods of probing and deploying troops in stages."

"As long as the opponent dares to bring out their main force, it can be over in an instant... Of course, we need to complete some tasks first. So, let's call Jibril and Azriel over."

Chapter 397 War Begins

"Don't worry, please enter the shelter in an orderly manner."

Uruk, which should have fallen silent in the dead of night, was unusually brightly lit, with crowds occupying most of the main roads. Among them, hundreds of figures in white robes were guiding the crowds and helping them seek refuge.

On the city wall, dozens of people in white robes were walking back and forth quickly.

"Your Excellency, the Envoy."

In the very center of the city wall, one of the men in white robes looked up at the sky.

There, eighteen silver-haired, red-eyed girls with white wings, all looking exactly alike, stared at him.

There are no Winged Legion troops stationed in Uruk, and these eighteen Winged Legion members are not nominally the garrison of Uruk.

They are Orpheus's guard.

The coldest job in the true sense.

However, it is also the strongest wing team in terms of overall strength among the Skywing species.

The individual strength of the Skywing species is very variable, mainly depending on the creator's state of mind and the effort and power invested.

For example, the strongest winged race, Azriel, was a product of the God of War, Altshu, at his peak, while the most likely winged race, Jibril, was created by Altshu at his final and most powerful moment.

In contrast, there are also extremely weak and inferior individuals.

However, Orpheus did not have this problem.

She could create beings of Azriel's caliber endlessly if she wanted to.

It just takes a considerable amount of time.

In order to contend with the God of War's Winged Race in a short period of time, she adopted a mass production method, creating Winged Races with fairly even strength. This is why, during the great battle with the God of War, Orpheus's Winged Race was able to suppress the numerically superior Altshu's side, but in the end, after Azriel selected the most elite members, they were able to suppress the more numerous Orpheus's side.

However, although there was plenty of time during the several thousand years that Orpheus was transferred to this world, he only focused on strengthening the original Skywing race... after all, improving the existing ones is always easier than starting from scratch.

Even so, the Dragon Girl still used her spare time to experimentally create another series that was completely opposite to Valkyrie.

Based on data alone, each of these individuals possesses more than half of Jibril's current combat capabilities, far exceeding Valkyrie's individual forms.

Unlike the Valkyries, who rely primarily on analysis, prediction, and planning to gain the upper hand in battle, they are a unit truly and completely specialized in combat.

The combat group, codenamed 'Wings of God,' consists of a total of eighteen units.

Looking at the white-robed figures already lined up on the city wall, the leading Skywing girl nodded.

"After confirming that no one needs to enter or exit, permission is granted."

The leader of the white-robed men nodded.

“Nana, start.”

Rays of purple light burst forth from the palms of all the white-robed figures.

As if in response, countless intricate purple patterns appeared on the golden city walls, shimmering with dazzling brilliance.

"Eternal Fourth Blessing, unfold."

The next moment, several enormous purple spells unfolded in the sky above the city.

At the same time, immense magical power surged into the sky, forming a giant pillar of light.

The eighteen Skywing species silently looked away.

The Eternal Fourth Blessing is a large-scale spell improved by the Infinite Dragon God from the original Ancient Fourth Blessing. It corrects the original flaw that could only be used by elves, and also significantly strengthens it.

Even if it were called eternal, it would not be inappropriate in the slightest.

But because of this, once the spell is activated, even the Skywing race cannot enter or leave the city.

In other words, they have no way out.

Although they never need such things anyway.

The eighteen Skywing creatures spread their wings and slowly flew towards the ocean-like army ahead.

[Six, seven, and eight: Report on the status.]

[Sixth Wing Squadron is ready.]

[Seventh Wing Squadron is ready.]

The Eighth Wing Squad is ready and can join the battle at any time.

The silver-haired, red-eyed Skywing nodded and turned its gaze forward.

The enemy has laid numerous spatial traps along their path. Calculations show that teleportation is feasible and will not cause casualties, but the spatial movement process will consume excessive calculation time. It is recommended not to use spatial teleportation for offense and to prioritize eliminating spatial traps.

A series of thunderous sounds cut through the air above the Indian Ocean.

Hundreds of winged girls were arranged in a cone shape, drawing trails in the air.

The Skywing at the very front had a faint glimmer in its eyes.

[Understood. Approach the enemy by air, and prioritize eliminating spatial traps.]

As the information was transmitted, the Skywing Squad behind the girl quickly dispersed in groups of three, gradually forming a formation like geese in flight.

[The Sixth Wing Team is expected to make contact with the target in thirty seconds (human time).]

Honestly, how long it takes to arrive is entirely within our control; if we want, we can even make it within three seconds.

The reason for slowing down is to give the Wings of God time to prepare.