Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 475 -475-Faith? Obliterated in the Blink of an Eye

Ael Fortress, Unar Province.

Josephine, Fiona, and Belinda maintained a fearless composure, overseeing the theater of war in person.

Pippin stood in command of a hundred million imperial soldiers, overseeing the construction of dense, layered defensive perimeters.

"Kill—!"

The thunderous roar of slaughter reverberated throughout Unar Province, shaking the very sky.

The Sacred Guard Legion and the Celestial Mountain Legion acted as the spearhead, surging forward. The combined aura of God King and True God-level power manifested fully, causing the heavens to shift colors as the front lines were violently pushed ahead.

"Retreat!"

Across various strongpoints, the forces of the Crossbridge Empire offered only fleeting resistance before buckling under the intense pressure, falling back in a hurried withdrawal.

One Sacred Radiance-rank expert after another stepped through the void, attempting to intercept the onslaught to buy precious moments for the retreating troops.

Simultaneously, Stillness Sage and over a dozen Divine Radiant powerhouses manifested at the critical moment. They threw themselves into the fray to check the Divine Radiants of the Olympian God Mountain, shielding the imperial army's exit.

"Hahahaha... is that all they’ve got?"

"I expected them to be far more formidable!"

"Absolute trash!"

"It seems the Automaton Legion won't even need to lift a finger. Go back home and play in the dirt!!"

Witnessing the Crossbridge Empire’s forces fleeing in chaos, the fanatical onlookers who had gathered to watch erupted in mocking jeers and derisive laughter.

A few among them even felt a sense of letdown.

After all, their primary reason for coming was to see the Automaton Legion demonstrate its peerless dominance.

Was the Crossbridge Empire truly this pathetic?

"Given this level of strength, how did the Crossbridge Empire manage to seize two provinces so effortlessly?"

High above in the distant clouds, a Sage King from the Sanctified Heart Garden frowned, visibly perplexed.

"Do not be so quick to judge," the leading Divine Radiant answered with a calm tone, his senses sharp as a blade.

"They are contracting their lines. Their front was overextended and their numbers too thin—no imperial military could hold that. Drawing their forces into a single fist is their only hope for resistance."

The territory of Unar Province was simply too vast.

Even a billion-strong army appeared sparse when spread across such an expanse.

Had they remained scattered, the Sacred Guard Legion alone could have dismantled them without the Automaton Legion ever being deployed.

"So, the Crossbridge Empire hasn't surrendered just yet."

Leonardo let out a sneer.

An official standing behind him, unable to grasp the underlying tactics, inquired, "My lord, is victory not already within our grasp?"

"Their retreat is orderly, not chaotic," Leonardo replied, his eyes gleaming. "They are consolidating toward the core region, aiming to form a solid fist for a counter-strike."

"Just wait. The moment for the Automaton Legion to enter the field is drawing near."

After all, the Crossbridge Empire still commanded tens of millions of True God-rank soldiers!

The Wasteland Lord Cain, Master Gold Coin, the Golden-Plumed Gryphon, and other masters watched the unfolding scene in silence.

"Not entirely brainless."

Within the void, Cillian watched the retreating but disciplined imperial ranks, a mocking grin touching his lips.

Cedric’s expression remained frigid as he guided the massive host deeper into the heart of Unar Province.

Meanwhile, the ten Divine Oracles of the War Temple moved stealthily toward Ael Fortress. Their mental prowess had already locked onto several exceptionally powerful auras within the city walls.

Those individuals were their primary objectives.

One city after another was reclaimed.

The vanguard reached the former provincial governor’s estate at the center of Unar Province, then continued its relentless drive toward Ael Fortress, Ironcrown Fortress, and Sacred Light Fortress.

"Victory to the Sacred Guard Legion!"

"Eternal glory to the Automaton Legion!"

The residents of the liberated cities broke into joyous cheers, acting as though the final triumph was already secured.

However, in a separate, distant pocket of the void—

Philip and Hunter Harry, along with several others, observed the scene in quiet anticipation.

"The timing is about right, wouldn't you say?" Harry asked.

The enemy had bypassed the governor’s estate and was now deep within the heart of the trap.

Up ahead stood Ael Fortress, where the three imperial consorts were personally leading the defense.

Philip gave a slight nod.

At that precise moment, Void Warlocks relayed the command with surgical accuracy.

Near Ironcrown Fortress, Pippin gave the order to cease the retreat.

Over thirty million True God-rank imperial troops, now fully concentrated, suddenly pivoted and launched a fierce counter-assault against their pursuers!

Pippin stepped into the sky.

The massive weight of the imperial national fortune swirled around him, causing his aura to skyrocket. His freezing gaze fixed upon the allied forces of the Olympian God Mountain.

"Done running?" Cillian stepped through the void, asking with a look of pure amusement.

At the same time, Cedric and the Automaton Legion zeroed in on the tens of millions of imperial True God troops that had turned to fight.

"Automaton Legion..."

Pippin’s gaze swept slowly across the field of battle as he raised his right arm.

"You are the crown jewel of Olympian God Mountain, are you not?"

"Then starting today..."

"You shall be wiped from the Radiant God Realm!"

What?!

The Wasteland Lord Cain, the Divine Radiants of the Sanctified Heart Garden, the Golden-Plumed Gryphon, and even the gathered Divine Oracles and Divine Radiants all froze in shock.

Even titan-like powers such as the Devers Divine Empire or the Frostwinter Realm would never lightly threaten the total erasure of the Automaton Legion.

And yet, such a decree came from the general of a mere lower-realm empire?

"Arrogant fool!" Cedric’s face went pale with rage. "I doubt your Crossbridge Empire has the capability!"

"Automaton Legion! Massacre them—leave no one alive!"

The incensed followers let out wild roars of approval.

"In that case..." Pippin gave a cold snort. "Watch closely."

He looked up at the endless firmament, his raised hand clenching into a tight fist!

His armor clattered loudly as a single word, saturated with imperial authority, exploded like a thunderclap.

"KILL—!"

KILL!!!

The sound wave transformed into a physical tide, washing over the world!

BOOOOM—!!!!!

In that heartbeat—

The sky above the whole of Unar Province fractured!

One hundred million God King-rank Soul Warlocks and Void Warlocks manifested simultaneously, appearing like ghosts!

Their techniques were already fully primed.

The instant the command to kill rang out, a synchronized storm of spatial law distortion and soul-shattering destruction erupted—enveloping the five hundred thousand soldiers of the Automaton Legion with perfect precision!

"AAAAAH—!!"

A single, piercing scream of agony rose—and was instantly silenced.

Bang! Bang—bang—bang...!!

A cascade of explosions, so rapid they merged into a single note, played a symphony of annihilation!

The five hundred thousand God King and Sage King-rank soldiers of the Automaton Legion didn't even have time to lift their blades—

They were detonated all at once!

Over fifty million soul strikes combined to shatter their consciousness cores, followed immediately by fifty million spatial-law attacks that ground every lingering soul fragment into nothingness!

The firmament was shredded thousands of times over, the entire region collapsing into a chaotic void of non-existence.

The Automaton Legion—

The army that once reigned supreme over the Radiant God Realm—

Was gone. Entirely. Not a single soul remained.

The fanatical supporters who had come to watch the Automaton Legion’s triumph—who had already envisioned the slaughter a thousand times—were turned to stone.

They could only stare blankly at the churning, ruined void.

The invincible force they idolized, followed, and worshipped as their very faith—had been deleted... in a single moment?

Pfft—!

Unable to process such a brutal reality, many suffered a total collapse of their faith, coughing up blood as the light left their eyes.

Leonardo and his officials were paralyzed, staring into the vacuum with empty minds.

The Wasteland Lord Cain, Master Gold Coin, the Divine Radiants of the Sanctified Heart Garden, the masters of Thousandblade Spire...

Every spectator who had come to marvel at the Automaton Legion’s power felt their faces twitch in disbelief.

For a long moment—they lost the capacity to think.

Beneath the broken sky, in countless cities, the citizens who had been looking up stood as still as statues, their spirits seemingly torn from their bodies.

To see the very symbol of their glory annihilated in a flash—it was as if their core beliefs had been ground into the dirt.

They had come to see the Automaton Legion sweep the world. A crushing triumph. Absolute dominance.

Not this... anything but this.