Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 482 -482-Beloved Sisters—Love and Hate Entwined

A female general, clutching a scepter adorned with ice-flowers, stepped forward with a furrowed brow.

"Your Majesty, is this not... excessive tension?"

"The conflict between the Crossbridge Empire and Olympian God Mountain is their own war. They are the ones who ought to be trembling. Why must we take such drastic measures, moving our primary legions to the frontier—"

"Enough."

"My resolution is set!"

"Carry out the command at once!"

The Empress of the Snowbound Kingdom cut short the beautiful woman’s protest, her tone barring any further argument.

This seemingly irrational choice left the officials of the Icecrystal Palace bewildered and uncertain.

"All of you are dismissed."

"Grace, Winter—remain!"

...

One by one, the ministers departed from the Frost Shrine.

Only two women stayed behind.

The first was draped in a violet ice-crystal robe, her aura freezing and distant.

The second wore ice-crystal plate armor detailed with snow-fox motifs—alluring, yet radiating a chill that pierced the marrow.

The former served as the chief regent of the Eternal Winter Divine Empire, while the latter commanded the temple guards. Both stood as the Empress’s most loyal inner circle.

They turned their gaze toward the throne, a hint of confusion in their eyes.

The Snowbound Kingdom’s Empress was robed in a magnificent gown spun from the sacred silk of the ice-soul silkworm. Her countenance shared a likeness with the White Lady—yet their presence was worlds apart.

The White Lady possessed a holy, detached grace, as if she were a noble entity far removed from the dust of the world.

In contrast, the reigning Empress was far more tyrannical—a sovereign who ruled with an iron fist.

The Empress extended her consciousness beyond the hall before suddenly whispering:

"My dear, precious elder sister... has come back."

The faces of Grace and Winter paled instantly.

They understood perfectly who this "precious elder sister" was.

Buried memories flooded back, and they finally grasped why the Empress had reacted with such intensity moments ago.

"Even if she has returned, the grand design is already finalized. She lacks the power to alter anything now," Winter remarked after a brief pause.

The Empress of the Snowbound Kingdom let out a frigid sneer.

"I am well acquainted with her nature!"

"She projects an image of indifference and lack of desire, but truly, her craving for authority surpasses mine—and her goals are even loftier!"

"Coming back to the Snowbound Kingdom at such a juncture... there is a ninety percent certainty she is after this throne!"

They were sisters of the same blood!

She had analyzed that "dear sister" for centuries—she knew her better than anyone else did.

"Then... how does Your Majesty wish to proceed?" Grace inquired.

Icy-blue law-light shimmered within the Empress’s pupils. After a moment of silence, she commanded:

"Order Priest Alvin to divine her location and current state. Dispatch Evelyn and Lora with reinforcements—otherwise, capturing her might prove difficult."

"She must surrender the Universal Order Scepter!"

"If she dares refuse... heh. Then cast her into the Frostblade Abyss and let her endure its depths!"

Grace and Winter felt a shiver of dread.

The Frostblade Abyss was a void of eternal ice blades formed from the very essence of rules and order. Any soul trapped within would endure ceaseless agony—like being skinned while their bones rotted from the cold.

A state where one could neither live nor die.

The two took their orders and retreated.

...

Beyond the Icecrystal Palace, in a hidden cavern beneath the frozen sea.

A dwarf elder, barely reaching one and a half meters in height, sat in solitude before a black-and-white chessboard.

Only a few moves remained until his king clinched the win.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the chamber.

"Priest Alvin, Her Majesty summons you to the Frost Shrine."

The voice originated from outside the cave—it was Winter, the temple guard captain.

A Divine Oracle had arrived personally, maintaining an incredibly humble posture.

This was because Priest Alvin was a taboo figure—one who had gazed upon the vast star sea, could calculate destiny, and look into the river of time.

The term "taboo" applied to the scale of the entire star sea!

Even in those distant reaches, he was a titan whom no one dared to cross. To him, Divine Oracles were no different from commoners.

Just how powerful was he?

To this day, his true depth remained a mystery.

Some whispered he was a Sage Lord; others insisted he had already surpassed that rank!

In a flash, Alvin materialized before Winter. He offered a faint smile and walked toward the Frost Shrine.

His gait seemed leisurely, yet he reached the hall in a heartbeat—his velocity exceeded the limits of sight, leaving only a fading image behind.

Inside, several high-ranking female ministers were already gathered.

One was Evelyn, clad in white—elegant and poised, possessing a mature allure and sweetness.

She was a white serpent of extreme ice who had attained human form by absorbing the essence of ice-marrow authority. Now a Sage Lord, her power was unfathomable.

The other was Lora, a relative of the Eternal Winter Divine Empire’s royalty, standing at the quasi–Sage Lord level.

Accompanying them were five Divine Oracles, all fiercely devoted to the Empress.

As Alvin entered, everyone bowed in reverence. Even the Snowbound Kingdom’s Empress spoke with deep respect:

"Lord Alvin."

"She has returned?" Alvin asked, smiling.

The Empress nodded. "I require your aid."

"The Eternal Winter Divine Empire has enjoyed peace for hundreds of thousands of years. I do not wish for new storms to break this calm. That would be a misfortune for the Empire," Alvin stated plainly. "She is in the City of Vigil."

The Empress felt a rush of triumph upon hearing this.

My dear sister... I have found you at last!

She signaled Evelyn with a glance.

Evelyn, Lora, and the five Divine Oracles departed for the City of Vigil immediately to begin their hunt.

Even the Empress and Alvin went to oversee the matter personally.

...

City of Vigil, beside the Apex Icecrystal Lake.

The White Lady’s Cultivation had already returned to the quasi–Sage Lord level—a height her younger sister, despite her years of study, had never anticipated.

Such was the terrifying potency of that ice world fragment!

"It is nearly finished. Let us depart," the White Lady said to the quasi–Sage Lord accompanying her.

She prepared to leave—but suddenly froze.

The space surrounding them warped violently. The world vanished, replaced by a shifting star sea—a localized anomaly in constant flux.

She and her ally were trapped at the heart of the distortion!

Evelyn, Lora, and the five Divine Oracles had already closed the circle around them.

The Snowbound Kingdom’s Empress stood nearby, with Alvin at her side.

"My dear elder sister," the Empress said icily, fixing her gaze on the White Lady, "you return without a word—forcing your little sister to come and invite you personally."

After sensing the White Lady’s current rank, the Empress was shaken to her core.

She was a sixth-level Divine Oracle and had presumed herself powerful enough.

Yet her sister, despite being cursed and banished for eons, had progressed even faster—she was on the verge of becoming a Sage Lord!

It was fortunate... fortunate that she had acted swiftly!

Otherwise, with quasi–Sage Lord power and the Universal Order Scepter, the threat would have been beyond control.

Evelyn, Lora, and the others were equally stunned.

Even in the past, the White Lady’s genius was legendary. Rumors claimed a great master guided her, and she had once reigned as the Ice Lord of the Icecrystal Palace.

Now, it was clear her talent was truly enough to strike fear into any heart.

The White Lady looked toward Alvin and Evelyn and spoke a warning.

"I possess the Universal Order Scepter. I am the rightful Empress of the Eternal Winter Divine Empire. Do you truly intend to support her against me?"

The Snowbound Kingdom’s Empress remained unruffled, her voice calm and steady.

"The Universal Order Scepter might work on minor officials, but it holds no sway over them."

"Dear sister, you have drifted in the lower realms for too long. You may not realize that the Frostwinter Realm has changed completely in your absence."

"...Even if the world has changed," the White Lady replied frostily, "this scepter carries the mandate of the Divine Empire. Without it, regardless of your grand words, you cannot truly represent the Eternal Winter Divine Empire."

"Do you think I have been idle during these hundreds of thousands of years?" the Empress asked with a knowing look.

"I severed the Empire’s bond to that scepter long ago. In the eyes of the people, you were gone—never to return."

"Thus, the scepter's existence is trivial. What truly matters, dear sister... is that you should never have shown your face!"

"Therefore, I have decided to banish you to the Frostblade Abyss so you can experience its 'charms'!"

"Of course—you are my sister, after all. If you surrender the Universal Order Scepter, I might consider granting you your freedom!"

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