The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Uruk has been ruled by many brilliant rulers throughout history, making it a city truly blessed by the gods. According to legend, even the current king was chosen by the gods... He couldn't believe that the other party was completely without any special qualities...

and……

"In short, better safe than sorry. I have a very bad feeling about this..."

At that moment, a strong wind blew by, and the dust it stirred up obscured the soldiers' vision.

"Stop!"

The commander's mind sharpened, and he raised his right hand and roared.

A girl appeared at some point, less than fifty meters away from the army.

The other party possessed a face that would be considered top-tier even in this era, but the commander was not tempted in the slightest. On the contrary, his level of vigilance was now at its highest.

Who are you?

One person against an army of a thousand might seem foolish thousands of years later, but this was the age of gods, an era before even the gods had fallen.

In this era, warriors worthy of being called heroes are never rare, and it is never an exaggeration to say that one person can form an army.

A girl who dares to face an army without expression... the commander certainly doesn't think she's just scared out of her wits.

"Who sent you?"

Ignoring the leader's question, the girl asked instead.

The commander frowned, waved his hand, and the army behind him began to form a battle formation. He then looked at Orpheus.

"Are you here to stop us?"

Aren't you going to answer?

The girl shook her head, somewhat confused.

The conversation with the other person was completely like two parallel lines...

The commander was somewhat troubled. He didn't want to offend this guy whose background he didn't know, but he also couldn't just keep wasting time with him like this.

However, the next moment, his troubles were resolved, but it also made his heart jump into his throat.

"never mind……"

Seeing that the commander still did not answer, the girl shook her head again.

Then, seven purple magic circles opened up behind her without warning.

"Annihilate them..."

"Juggle!"

Almost simultaneously, without the slightest hesitation, the commander issued the order.

With a series of whooshing sounds, spears rained down on the girl from above.

Faced with this crisis, the girl ignored it completely and continued to charge her magic circle.

Then, under the commander's questioning gaze, just as the rain of spears was about to fall on her, a burst of energy suddenly erupted from the girl's body, deflecting all the spears at once and stirring up countless dust particles that affected the enemy troops on the other side.

"Raise your shields and defend!"

However, the commander was not greatly affected and issued another order.

However, he soon discovered that the order itself was not very meaningful.

Seven purple torrents pierced through the army's formation and plunged towards the distant horizon.

The commander could also feel an astonishing heat from the magic cannon closest to him.

This was an attack with absolutely no technical skill involved—a fact that even a commander with such insight could discern.

Even so, this attack still resulted in casualties for more than half of the army...

"The opponent's magical power is far too great!"

The leader gritted his teeth.

"We can't let them have another chance to strike! Follow me and attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the commander spurred his magical beast to gallop toward the girl. Behind him, an army of about a hundred riders on the same magical beasts charged out from the formation and followed in his footsteps.

Halfway there, the commander's eyes widened.

In front of the girl, three magic circles were stretched out in parallel, facing them directly in front of her.

--- I originally thought that the opponent's magic would require a period of time to accumulate energy, but can the number of magic circles make up for this deficiency?

The commander only had time to urge the magical beast to leap upwards before his original position was swallowed up by the purple magic cannon.

"hateful!"

The commander roared in the sky, only to see that the three magic circles in the girl's hand had not dissipated after being used, but were now aimed at him in the air under her control.

The next moment, purple light filled the commander's vision.

The last thing he saw was the girl's emotionless and lifeless silver-gray eyes...

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"Your Majesty, you have returned."

At the entrance of the main palace, Orpheus landed slowly from the air, and the priestess who had been waiting and a group of people who were important to Uruk but not to this book knelt down before her.

Orpheus nodded and was about to walk directly into the hall.

"king……"

When the priestess saw Orpheus's gaze move toward her, she swallowed hard.

I was going to ask her if she needed to handle some official business... but now I have a feeling I'll just be ignored again...

"That...the other party might also..."

"Will not."

"Ugh?"

Ignoring the priest who wasn't particularly important to her, Orpheus went straight back into the temple.

For Orpheus, she still accepted the title of 'King'.

As a king, neglecting state affairs can be explained by willfulness, but allowing one's people to be harmed by foreign powers is a true dereliction of duty.

So she chose to take action.

Although they initially had to circle around several times due to location errors before finally finding the enemy army.

Then let's just treat it as sightseeing.

Occasional real-world practice... can be considered training in energy control...

However, to avoid future trouble, Orpheus still asked the last few surviving soldiers for the exact location of the opposing city-state, as well as the location of its leader's residence...

Then they fired a shot.

It also provides an opportunity to practice precise long-range strikes.

Although the target is the royal palace, with Orpheus unable to precisely control his power, it is inevitable that innocent people will be affected.

Perhaps in other circumstances, this wouldn't be a big deal; how can war not harm ordinary people?

However, the identity that Orpheus took over was not merely that of the King of Uruk.

She was also a 'wedge' driven from heaven into earth to restrain humanity and prevent the connection between the gods in heaven and the beings on earth from becoming estranged.

Such beings, however, ignore humanity, even wantonly taking the lives of innocent people, doing things their own way, and have not contacted the gods for a long time.

Undoubtedly, this deviated from the path set by God and provoked God's wrath.

Thus, the lock that restrained the king was created.

That was clay kneaded by the hand of God.

At the same time, it is a monster that has not been given a soul and does not possess any rationality.

Chapter 7 The King and the Lock

The vast land and sky, and the enormous city standing in the distance.

This is the first scene it saw when it was born.

For someone seeing it for the first time, it must be quite a shocking and unforgettable sight, right?

Unfortunately, at this moment, it lacked the rationality to appreciate this beautiful scenery.

It has no soul.

Thus, it can only obey its wild instincts and run among the wilderness and forests like many other wild animals.

It could sense that something, or some being, was calling to it from the direction of that distant city-state.

It could sense that the being needed it.

However, it is currently unable to respond.

Just then, a woman appeared in front of it.

Perhaps it was sent by the great being that created it, or perhaps it just happened to be passing by.

At this moment, it is unable to make a judgment.

Either way is fine.

Upon first encountering a sentient being, it began to imitate her.

Gradually, it learned wisdom and reason, and came to understand the truth of heaven and earth on its own.

Within its physical body, a soul was born.

She learned the woman's identity; she was a messenger sent by the gods to ensure her completeness.

She imitated the appearance of the courtesan and created her own physical body.

She became aware of her shame and put on her clothes.

"Enkidu".