Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 486 -486-A Deception Spanning Hundreds of Thousands of Years

Eternal Winter Divine Empire.

In the depths of the frozen ocean, next to a checkered board of black and white, Alvin moved his queen into position, sealing the match's dramatic end.

From a distant realm, the Queen of the Snowbound Kingdom made her way to Frostblade Abyss in person.

While a few individuals had detected the chaos in Watcher City, not a soul suspected it signaled the comeback of the elder sister—the rightful heir to the throne.

Right now, she remained quietly confined in this forsaken place.

Across the Eternal Winter Divine Empire, all seemed as serene and untouched as before.

The sole change was the addition of a well-known silhouette to Frostblade Abyss.

The Snowbound Kingdom Queen peered into the depths of the chasm.

Countless icy spikes impaled the White Lady’s form, her blood turning the sharp crystals into a vivid scarlet.

Farther down, the crimson fluid gathered into a horrifying pool of red.

"Tsk, tsk... how tragic,"

the Snowbound Kingdom Queen remarked, her voice dripping with mock sympathy.

"My beloved sister, are you still holding on?"

"Over all these years, your cultivation hasn’t advanced by much, yet your ways of suffering have grown ever more cruel,"

the White Lady responded with steady composure.

Suddenly, fresh ice spikes thrust upward, stabbing into her once more with sickening, squelching noises.

A faint crease formed on the White Lady’s brow.

The Snowbound Kingdom Queen hid a gentle chuckle behind her hand.

"Oh dear, look at all that blood. If it’s too much for you, just surrender the Universal Order Scepter."

"Play nice, and we can remain close sisters."

"Even after hundreds of thousands of years, you remain as annoying as ever,"

the White Lady stated coolly.

"The Divine Empire’s luck has abandoned you. That’s simply destiny—time to embrace it."

Her eyes fixed on the Snowbound Kingdom Queen as she uttered words laced with hidden intent.

"Tell me, dear sister... do you truly believe victory is yours?"

The Snowbound Kingdom Queen arched a brow, puzzled by the implication.

As a captive, with her quasi–sage lord subordinate slain by Evelyn, how could she pose such a query?

"Sister, allow me to share a tale,"

the White Lady began, piquing the Queen’s curiosity.

She went on,

"To claim the crown, the Queen of the Snowbound Kingdom allied with foreigners and laid a snare, locking the true empress Shirino away in Frostblade Abyss for hundreds of thousands of years, subjecting her to ceaseless agony just to claim the Universal Order Scepter!"

"And she even fabricated a curse as an excuse to fool the entire populace of the Eternal Winter Divine Empire!"

"Shirino, are you daft? Why spin such a ridiculous tale—"

The Queen’s speech cut off sharply as she gaped at the White Lady in astonishment.

Shirino held her stare steadily and murmured softly,

"Silly little sister, this tale might mean nothing to you or even the Eternal Winter Divine Empire."

"Yet it proves invaluable for my reclaiming of the throne!"

For her comeback?!

The Snowbound Kingdom Queen’s face twisted in alarm.

She and Shirino shared blood ties—once inseparable—and she thought she understood her elder sister completely.

In a heartbeat, she formed a frozen orb of light in her grasp and hurled it at Shirino.

Laws of ice raged wildly, morphing into countless frosty spears that targeted the form in the pit.

But her reaction came too late!

The spikes impaling the White Lady dissolved abruptly, unleashing a terrifying quasi–sage lord presence in a furious burst!

Snowflakes whirled skyward, blanketing the heavens and blocking each icy spear with perfect precision.

Boom!

The fabric of space in this realm cracked apart, severing the Snowbound Kingdom Queen’s assault in an instant.

"Impossible—you weren’t truly sealed away?!"

she exclaimed, her features etched with utter incredulity.

After seizing Shirino in Watcher City, she had commanded Evelyn to bind her tightly for caution. Logically, Shirino should have been utterly powerless.

Then what explained this outburst?!

"Haven’t you already figured it out, my dear sister?"

Shirino replied.

She ascended from Frostblade Abyss.

The Universal Order Scepter, glowing with brilliant laws, rested firmly in her grip.

A crown of ice crystals materialized over her head, radiating majesty and holiness!

Simultaneously, thunderous blasts echoed from Icecrystal Palace’s direction.

The Snowbound Kingdom Queen trembled.

Shirino’s revelation, paired with this abrupt chaos, unveiled the full truth to her in a flash.

Boom!

Just then, Lora ripped open a spatial rift and materialized behind her, her face grim beyond measure.

"Your Majesty!"

"Evelyn and the rest have turned traitor—flee, now!"

"Princess Sherana has locked up Her Majesty Shirino and plotted to steal the throne!"

"Warriors of the Eternal Winter Divine Empire, rally behind me to free Her Majesty!"

A piercing feminine shout resounded from the distance, quaking vast lands.

Innumerable residents of the Eternal Winter Divine Empire exchanged bewildered looks, then directed their attention to Icecrystal Palace.

The voice belonged to the bearer of the Iceflower Scepter!

Right away, Grace arrived in her violet ice-crystal robe; Winter followed in his ice-crystal armor; and Evelyn emerged soon after.

This spectacle left Sherana, the Snowbound Kingdom Queen, seething with rage.

Grace served as Chief Regent, Winter as Temple Guard Captain—her staunchest allies!

Yet they had conspired to betray her!

"You orchestrated everything?!"

Sherana snarled at Shirino.

Shirino’s voice stayed even.

"Do you wish to linger here for my leisurely account of events?"

"Your Majesty, depart—hurry!"

"Icecrystal Palace is fully in their hands!"

Lora guarded the Queen, gesturing to carve a path through snow and waves, guiding her inside.

No matter her boiling resentment, she realized staying meant inevitable capture and eternal suffering.

Shirino observed their retreat with detached eyes, making no move to chase.

Shortly, Evelyn, Grace, Winter, and the others dropped to their knees before Shirino.

"Hail, Your Majesty. May Holy Peace bless you."

"Stand,"

Shirino commanded, her eyes scanning the group.

They lifted their heads in deference.

Only a select few realized that from the start—encompassing events from hundreds of thousands of years prior—Shirino had masterminded it all.

Evelyn originated from Icecrystal Palace. Grace shared that root. Winter came from the Noma Clan.

These were secret agents planted long ago to aid and steady the realm—and they had seamlessly risen as Sherana’s inner circle.

What drove Shirino to scheme so grandly?

Why her long disappearance spanning hundreds of thousands of years?

What pursuits filled that era?

Such secrets eluded them.

Their role was mere patience—and, at the right juncture, to bolster Sherana in securing the Eternal Winter Divine Empire while covertly building power.

"Has the situation been fully managed?"

Shirino inquired.

During those endless years, her sibling had indeed gathered a host of devoted adherents.

Sherana might have sensed the impossibility of shaking off her sister’s shadow entirely, prompting her to erase Shirino’s traces wherever possible.

Still, she had swayed some loyalties—like Lora’s.

"All threats requiring action have been quelled. Only Princess Sherana remains..."

The wielder of the Iceflower Scepter glanced afar.

"Allow her flight,"

Shirino stated, appearing indifferent.

Grace betrayed concern.

"I fear she’ll turn to Olympian God Mountain or the Devers Divine Empire for aid."

"Fresh unrest could gravely harm the Divine Empire."

"The Crossbridge Empire currently battles Olympian God Mountain. Affairs are already tangled."

"The Crossbridge Empire’s background stays shrouded, its might an enigma. Involvement could spell disaster for the Divine Empire."

Shirino appeared to have foreseen this; her demeanor stayed steady.

"I possess arrangements of my own."

She pivoted and strode toward Icecrystal Palace.

Before long, the sacred halls quivered with activity.

Heads from the Noma Clan, Frostwolf Clan, Lirus Kingdom, and various forces streamed in to pledge allegiance, backing Shirino’s ascension to power.

Beyond the palace barriers, word blazed across the Eternal Winter Divine Empire:

"Second Princess Sherana, craving the throne, confined Empress Shirino for hundreds of thousands of years. Now, Empress Shirino has ascended to quasi–sage lord, shattered her bonds, and seized back command!"

The narrative was staggeringly intense, leaving all in awe.

"Didn’t tales claim Her Majesty Shirino suffered a curse and plummeted to the mortal realm, with Her Majesty scouring the stars for ages without success? How could this happen?"

"I learned Her Majesty dispatched countless elites and armies to hunt far and wide over the years. Was it all a lie? Have we been fooled?"

"I heard Her Majesty endured hellish torture in Frostblade Abyss around the clock, but Queen Sherana displayed zero sibling warmth. Such brutality!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Without reaching quasi–sage lord, Her Majesty would have rotted eternally there—fate crueler than demise."

"What?! Quasi–sage lord?!"

"By the divine! The Queen lingers at Divine Oracle Level Six, but Her Majesty, in chains, achieved quasi–sage lord?! Her genius defies heaven!"

"Free of imprisonment, she might already reign as sage lord. With her at the helm, the Eternal Winter Divine Empire would tower even higher!"

"We mustn’t dismiss Queen Sherana’s feats outright. Throne wars demand tough choices."

"Recall, though—had Her Majesty not stepped in to save the Second Princess from the Cursed Sword’s grip, calamity would have struck the Divine Empire, and the Princess wouldn’t have lived."

"Yet after grabbing power, she repaid her savior and sister Shirino with this. It’s beyond excessive."

Chatter exploded across the Snowbound Kingdom.

The masses largely scorned Princess Sherana’s betrayal and viciousness toward the empress, their speech brimming with outrage.

Concealed in the emptiness, Sherana overheard the buzz with scant visible emotion.

Hadn’t her "kind sister" meticulously crafted this trap?

Since the outset—likely tracing back hundreds of thousands of years—she’d been outmaneuvered!

None of her supposed allies were truly hers; she’d danced to their tune from the start.

Upon the rival’s reemergence, the throne returned bloodlessly—and Sherana was painted as a kin-slaying fiend, effortlessly capturing public favor!

Such cunning brilliance!

Sherana sensed she’d played the fool empress for hundreds of thousands of years, her heart gripped by wordless ridiculousness.