Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 466 -466-An Evenly Matched Battle? Nonexistent.
Previously on Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined...
Deep within the distant void.
Several formidable entities had been lurking in the shadows for some time, observing the events in silence. Now, they all gasped, drawing in sharp breaths of cold air.
As far as their vision could reach, even the weakest presence among the newcomers radiated the aura of a True God realm expert!
"Word has it that Elizabeth serves as the Empress Consort for the Crossbridge Empire..."
Hidden within a layer of mist, a muscular man with dark-golden patterns etching half his face felt his lip twitch involuntarily.
How could a legion that blotted out the sun number a mere ten million?
"Such an enviable stroke of luck~"
Standing next to him was a woman of seductive beauty and enchanting grace.
Her blue-gray hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and her form was encased in tight snakescale leather armor that accentuated her heart-racing curves.
Her gaze flickered with a mix of jealousy and blatant avarice as she stared at the lands belonging to the Scions of the Sacred Dragon.
"Perhaps if I traveled to the Crossbridge Empire, I could secure the title of empress consort for myself."
"Wake up. Do not forget your place," Bumet remarked with a dismissive snort, glancing at her sideways.
If the opposing side truly represented a Divine Empire–level power, they would have no shortage of beauties. Why would they ever be in need of a solitary snake?
"Hmph!"
Emilia snorted coldly, choosing to ignore him from that moment on.
Her eyes remained fixed on the territory of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon below.
Should she manage to seize that Sacred Dragonspine or obtain even a drop of refined dragon blood, she might experience a total metamorphosis.
Ascending toward the Divine Oracle rank would no longer be a mere fantasy.
That ambition was precisely why she had come to muddy the waters.
Beyond these two famous beast kings of the Chaotic Realm, other concealed powerhouses—including the Lord of the City of Chaos, Nalodebi of the Amethyst Crystal Forest, and Bolink of Mount Swigo—were all monitoring the situation from the darkness.
More than just watching the show, they were desperate to understand the nature of this suddenly manifested Crossbridge Empire.
A single truth was clear to everyone present:
The emergence of the Crossbridge Empire had utterly demolished the long-standing equilibrium and hierarchy of the Chaotic Realm.
Positioned at the heart of this vortex, they would all be pulled into the tempest sooner or later.
High above the clouds, Elizabeth stood with an icy expression, looking down at Yemid, another Divine Radiant, and Herbert alongside the rest of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon's elites.
"Kill."
Her crimson lips moved, releasing just a single, cold command.
Ares moved forward, and the very fabric of space shuddered under his feet.
In that exact moment—
Within the Scions of the Sacred Dragon's domain, an ancient and incredibly potent defensive magic array roared to life!
Tier after tier of dark-red energy shields, resembling overlapping dragon scales, manifested and stacked together to shield the entire territory.
And yet—
From the heavens above, ten million titans erupted in a synchronized, thunderous war cry.
Their frames expanded at a violent pace, shifting into war gods standing a hundred thousand meters tall, effectively walling in the Scions of the Sacred Dragon's lands!
They swung fists the size of mountains in unison, divine runes of power shimmering across their knuckles as they executed the Meteorfall Heavy Punch, striking downward with brutal intensity!
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom...!
Ten million massive fists—resembling star-shattering meteors falling from the cosmos—slammed into the same target simultaneously!
A terrifying blast and a massive shockwave followed, erasing all sound from the world!
That ancient magic array, which appeared completely unbreakable, shattered like a fragile eggshell the moment impact was made!
Following the breach, the cataclysmic fists plummeted toward the earth without obstruction.
The sprawling territory of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon, which covered billions of miles, was savagely crushed and flattened!
Peaks, rivers, woods, and metropolises...
Along with countless members of the Scions of the Sacred Dragon, everything was turned to dust by a force capable of rending heaven and earth asunder!
A few exceptionally powerful individuals managed to survive the first wave of strikes—only to be instantly caught in a silent, invisible soul storm.
"Ah—!"
Their piercing cries were silenced instantly as their souls were wiped from existence.
It took only the span of a single breath!
Herbert, the two Divine Radiant elders, and a small group of Sage Kings and God Kings who possessed the quickest reflexes were all that remained, looking like survivors of a finished apocalypse.
They stood there, dragon-shadow barriers raised passively, staring in shock at the devastation.
They hadn't even found the opportunity to organize a defense or a counter-strike.
Right before their eyes, the ancient and mighty Scions of the Sacred Dragon clan had been wiped off the face of the world.
The speed of it bred despair.
The sheer scale of it choked the very soul.
In the distance, Bumet and Emilia stood paralyzed, as if they had been turned to stone by the sight.
The City Lord of Chaos, Nalodebi, Bolink, and the other reclusive masters felt a tightening in their chests, as if their hearts were being squeezed by an invisible hand.
The world went quiet, save for the low moaning and trembling of the broken earth.
The grand struggle they had expected—Divine Radiants clashing and armies fighting through hundreds of exchanges—never happened.
Instead, they witnessed instantaneous destruction through absolute might, a slaughter that made the spirit tremble.
This gap in power completely shattered their understanding of Divine Empire–level strength and set a new standard for the peak of legionary warfare.
"You bastards—!!!"
Elder Yemid gazed down at his homeland, now a void of nothingness littered with blood and bone; his eyes turned crimson with rage as he let out a primal, animalistic roar.
Every plan and every alliance was swallowed by a sea of pure hatred and insanity!
"Elizabeth! I will see you dead!!!"
In a frenzy, he triggered the dragon spine hovering before him!
That ancient bone erupted with a dragon radiance infused with rules, vast as a galaxy, violently churning and shredding the surrounding laws and origins of the world.
The ancient runes inscribed upon the spine detached one by one, coalescing into a massive dragon phantom nearly a million meters in length, seemingly forged from starlight and cosmic laws!
It coiled through the sky like an eternal god-mountain stretching across the stars, its frigid dragon eyes glaring down at the imperial army.
"ROAR—!!!"
Elder Yemid underwent a total draconification, turning into a terrifying ten-thousand-meter dragon that merged with the ancestral phantom, boosting its power even further!
A massive dragon pressure descended, suppressing the ten directions of the world!
"ROAR—!"
The second Divine Radiant elder also finished his draconification.
Herbert and the remaining survivors followed suit, each shifting into their massive dragon forms.
Dragon bellows shook the firmament as numerous draconic eyes locked onto Elizabeth, and they charged forward, fueled by an endless well of hate!
Elizabeth flew forward, gripping the Chaotic Artifact–grade Holy Wing Light Sword she had taken from Auviel.
Simultaneously—
Ten million Soul Warlocks combined their power to release a Soul Storm!
A murky, gray soul mist surged like a tidal wave, instantly drowning the advancing dragon horde.
While dragon bodies were incredibly resilient, their souls were not their greatest strength.
Caught in this devastating soul-focused tempest, their charge faltered, and their minds descended into madness.
Ten million titans grabbed this brief window of opportunity, launching a second barrage of Meteorfall Heavy Punches!
Fists glowing with divine runes fell like a dense rain of meteors, crashing toward the giant dragons!
Herbert and the other Divine Radiant elder exhaled streams of scorching dragon breath in an attempt to halt the falling blows.
At the same time, the million-meter ancestral dragon phantom roared, lashing out with its massive claws to meet the countless fist imprints head-on!
BOOM—!!!!!
A disastrous energy explosion rippled outward, sweeping across the land and sky.
Even the observers in the distance felt their blood and Qi churn violently from the shock, forcing them to pull back repeatedly.
Elizabeth’s blade light surged like an upturned river, slashing down upon a Sage King–rank dragon.
The sharp sword Qi sliced through the massive draconic frame in an instant, cutting it into pieces!
The soul storm then rushed in, tearing at its spirit and eliciting screams of agony.
The hundred-thousand-meter titans marched onto the shattered battlefield, their fists acting like war hammers as they smashed the heads of the dazed dragons—pulverizing them while they still lived!
Ares lifted his war god’s axe and crossed the distance in a single stride, appearing right before Herbert and the other Divine Radiant elder.
The edge of the axe, imbued with the power to rend laws, swept out in a horizontal arc!
Slash!
Two fountains of dragon blood painted the sky!
The dragon forms of both elites were cut in half at the waist, suffering fatal wounds!
Immediately after, a relentless barrage of soul strikes from the ten million Soul Warlocks, paired with the titans' crushing punches, fell like a storm, burying them instantly.
Ares then ascended, his form expanding once again in the heat of combat, becoming the embodiment of a god of war.
With a single, world-ending swing, he brought his axe down upon the massive ancestral dragon phantom commanded by Yemid—
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