Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 465 -465-A Sky-Covering Army of True Gods

Radiant God Realm.

The Chaotic Realm was rocked by violent tremors following the total destruction of the Skywing Kingdom.

Numerous powerhouses and factions shifted their focus toward this abrupt catastrophe.

Most observers already grasped the motive behind the return of Elizabeth, the Empress of the Spirit Song.

It was vengeance.

However, what truly sent waves of shock—and even terror—through the masses

Was the entity known as the Crossbridge Empire.

It was evident that this was no local power from the Radiant God Realm.

After all, the capacity to effortlessly deploy tens of millions of True God–level soldiers for an inter-domain war suggested its foundations were undoubtedly at the Divine Empire–level.

In response, the Scions of the Sacred Dragon and the Darkfang Empire had already entered into an alliance, bracing themselves for the potential arrival of the Crossbridge Empire’s legions.

Elizabeth had foreseen this reaction long ago.

With the Skywing Kingdom reduced to ash, the remaining two foes were bound to be on high alert.

She had no desire for delay.

Both Unar Province and Starreach Province were already under imperial control. It was only a matter of time before Olympian God Mountain received word and took action.

She needed to settle the blood feuds of the Chaotic Realm with utmost haste.

"Detach a portion of our strength to strike the Darkfang Empire and the Scions of the Sacred Dragon simultaneously, fracturing their pact," Elizabeth commanded with composure.

Controlling ten million True God–level troops meant that even a diversionary force of one million sent against each target would suffice to break an alliance that was already unstable.

The Scions of the Sacred Dragon and the Darkfang Empire were merely partners of convenience—united in appearance but divided by private interests.

If both faced an assault at once, their primary concern would be their own survival rather than providing reinforcements to the other.

To do otherwise would be to invite their own ruin.

Once the partnership crumbled, Elizabeth could concentrate her remaining eight million soldiers to annihilate the Scions of the Sacred Dragon with overwhelming force—eradicating them in a lightning strike, just as she had the Skywing Kingdom.

Elizabeth possessed a deep understanding of human frailty and the mechanics of power.

Naturally, this strategy relied entirely on the absolute dominance of the Crossbridge Empire’s forces.

A million True God–level titans and Soul Warlocks held enough destructive potential to terrify even those at the Sacred Radiance–rank.

A conventional army, even ten million strong, could never hope to achieve such a psychological impact.

Ares offered no dissent to her strategy.

Suddenly, the fabric of space rippled.

The Starbound Savant emerged at the front lines via a teleportation gate, bringing with him five hundred thousand Elven Marksmen, five hundred thousand Frostbound Warlocks, and an additional twenty million titans and Soul Warlocks!

"Your Highness, Elizabeth."

The Starbound Savant offered a respectful bow.

A flicker of astonishment crossed Elizabeth’s features.

The Starbound Savant clarified,

"The situation within Unar Province has been brought under control for the moment."

"Her Majesty Josephine directed me to travel here to assist Your Highness in finalizing the affairs of the Chaotic Realm."

Elizabeth was surprised that Josephine had taken the initiative to provide more troops.

She was well aware that certain high-ranking figures within the Divine Sanctuary viewed her with suspicion.

Her use of the Empire’s military might to settle her own vendettas was common knowledge.

Instead of using this as leverage against her, however, they had provided substantial reinforcements.

The gesture truly caught her off guard.

Elizabeth’s look turned contemplative as she realized Josephine’s probable motives.

First, it was for the sake of the Empire's grand design—resolving the Chaotic Realm's instability quickly so the broader campaign could proceed.

Second, it served as a gesture of peace and reconciliation.

Ultimately, her future would be decided by Aurek.

Elizabeth knew the Starbound Savant was allied with Fiona’s faction.

With such a massive influx of power, the need for small-scale harassment vanished.

She pivoted her strategy immediately.

She tasked the Starbound Savant with leading the five hundred thousand Frostbound Warlocks and five hundred thousand Elven Marksmen, supported by five million Soul Warlocks and five million titans—

To launch a direct offensive against the Darkfang Empire.

Meanwhile, she and Ares would command the remaining twenty million main troops in a total war against the Scions of the Sacred Dragon.

Speed and lethality were the priorities.

The Scions of the Sacred Dragon had to be crushed before Olympian God Mountain could mobilize a significant response.

Afterward, they would regroup with the Starbound Savant to finish off the Darkfang Empire.

By merging the Chaotic Realm and Starreach Province into a unified territory, the Empire would secure a vital staging ground for its future push into the heart of the Radiant God Realm.

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Domain of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon

Herbert had already retrieved the clan’s most sacred relic—the Primordial Dragon Spine.

This artifact was a segment of an ancient, massive dragon’s spine, imbued with a hint of sacred dragon authority. It served as the bedrock of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon's power.

Every member of the clan carried a trace of dragon lineage, allowing them to undergo draconification to achieve strength and resilience akin to a true dragon.

They were also capable of collectively tapping into the Sacred Dragonspine's energy.

Furthermore, Herbert had forcibly awakened the clan’s two dormant Divine Radiants, along with every God King–level and Sage King–rank elite.

Backed by the immense Crossbridge Empire, Elizabeth was no longer the woman she once was.

Unless they committed everything to the fight, the Scions of the Sacred Dragon would soon suffer the same end as the Skywing Kingdom.

Herbert himself was a quasi–Divine Radiant. Thanks to his relatively pure bloodline, he could briefly stand toe-to-toe with a true Divine Radiant.

"Keep a sharp eye on the Darkfang Empire’s movements," Herbert commanded sternly.

"Report the moment anything changes!"

Within the inner sanctum, Yemid, one of the Divine Radiants, spoke.

"What about the River of Silent Extinction? Where do they stand?"

The Sage King who had been sent as a messenger replied,

"The Observer will certainly step in if it involves Elizabeth or the SpiritSong Kingdom."

"The depth of the Observer’s hatred for the SpiritSong line remains a mystery, but his cruelty is legendary."

"Without his interference in the past, we might never have succeeded in toppling the SpiritSong Kingdom."

A Sage King expressed his bewilderment.

This remained one of the greatest enigmas of the Chaotic Realm—a truth hidden even from many long-lived Divine Radiants.

"Whatever his reasons," Herbert stated,

"his willingness to intervene and hold them back will significantly lighten our burden."

"Furthermore, reports say the Crossbridge Empire’s forces are moving from Starreach Province—which they have already seized."

"Olympian God Mountain will surely not remain idle!"

"If their elite forces move to intercept the Crossbridge Empire's main host, Elizabeth will be stripped of her primary advantage."

"But this Crossbridge Empire... where did it originate?"

"Have we found any answers?"

Yemid demanded.

Herbert shook his head.

"It is as if they appeared from thin air. No such power has ever been recorded in the history of the Radiant God Realm."

"A nation of such overwhelming strength should have been famous throughout the realms."

"The only logical conclusion is that they hail from another plane entirely."

Hmm—!

In that instant—

Yemid’s brow furrowed and he let out a sharp, cold grunt.

Silence instantly gripped the Dragonblood Sanctum.

A moment later, Yemid vanished, reappearing in the sky high above the Scions of the Sacred Dragon’s lands.

The second Divine Radiant followed suit immediately.

Panic spread through the hall. Herbert led the remaining powerhouses as they rushed outside.

They looked up and saw it—

In the skies above their borders, row after row of armored warriors stood in eerie silence. Their collective aura was so vast it seemed to seal the heavens, blocking every beam of sunlight.

The people of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon gazed up at the army that blotted out the sun.

Their throats went dry with terror.

Never had they witnessed such a staggering gathering of True God–level entities.

There were so many—

That the sight alone drowned them in hopelessness.

"Is this... the true might of the Crossbridge Empire?"