Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 487 -487-Joining Hands with the Crossbridge Empire to Deal with the White Lady
Previously on Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined...
"What an amazing sister I have!"
Fury caused Sherana to ball her fists tightly.
The woman had not only grabbed the throne but also ensured Sherana had no place left in her own country.
"Your Majesty... what do we do next?"
Lora whispered softly.
Sherana held back her response at first. With a cold glare, she fixed her eyes on the Icecrystal Palace's direction.
"This marks just the start."
"Does she really believe I'll give up? Fat chance!"
"Follow me—we're heading to Olympian God Mountain!"
A slight frown creased Lora's brow upon hearing that.
"Is Your Majesty intending to seek aid from Olympian God Mountain's forces?"
"If she's willing to stoop that low, then I won't hold back my ruthlessness!"
Sherana gritted her teeth hard.
Helplessness and confusion washed over Lora.
They had caught the woman before, so why didn't Sherana just end her life right there, rather than bother tossing her into Frostblade Abyss?
In that moment's chaos, even lacking the Ice-Snow Scepter, Sherana could have solidly claimed the Eternal Winter Divine Empire's throne.
Sherana gave no reason for her choice.
Yet with the facts now revealed, even if she'd hardened her resolve then, Sherana likely couldn't have slain Shirino anyway.
After all, Evelyn had been the one to seize Shirino.
And Evelyn had always been loyal to Shirino!
That sly old fox Alvin was probably backing Shirino too. How else could he stay so composed amid all the uproar?
Sherana had to face it—she'd been thoroughly outmaneuvered by her sister's cunning this round.
"You devious wretch... this isn't over!"
Sherana muttered to herself in rage.
She wasted no time in the Eternal Winter Divine Empire and rushed directly toward Olympian God Mountain.
But she skipped the royal court entirely. Her destination was the northern battlefield instead.
There, intense clashes raged between the Crossbridge Empire and Olympian God Mountain.
The alliance she sought wasn't truly with Olympian God Mountain—or even the Devers Divine Empire.
She knew those powers inside out from past dealings, and their cooperation had only spelled major trouble for the Eternal Winter Divine Empire.
Teaming up with them again might let her seize the throne, but she'd never win back the trust of her people.
So, this unknown but mighty Crossbridge Empire caught her eye as the perfect option.
She saw it plainly: The Crossbridge Empire waged war on Olympian God Mountain to carve out a base in the Celestial Light God Realm.
Such bold desires could be turned to her advantage.
Naturally, she first had to verify if the Crossbridge Empire held enough might to topple Olympian God Mountain.
Should it fall short, that would expose its limits—and she'd pivot to alternatives.
Like Sanctum Eastfort or the Sea God Temple, for instance.
..."...
Beyond the Starlight Colonnade.
Amid the vast star sea stretched a realm that appeared ravaged by unimaginable slaughter.
Mounds of skeletons towered everywhere. Crimson blood soaked the ground, pooling into bloody rivers that snaked through the valleys.
Silhouettes cloaked in blood loomed in the heavens.
Every one exuded an aura too profound to grasp—at least Sacred Radiance–rank, with depths of strength impossible to fathom.
Divine Oracles numbered among them in good numbers too.
At their forefront stood a sage lord, flanked by three quasi–sage lords.
Suddenly, a radiant portal tore open, and a Divine Oracle emerged.
He surveyed the gore-drenched world beneath and let out an involuntary tsk.
A formidable civilization had thrived here once—its might rivaling a Divine Empire—yet it fell so swiftly to ruin?!
Shoving down his astonishment, he moved toward the sage lord.
"Marshal! Olympian God Mountain faces a crisis like never before. His Majesty summons you to bring the God Mountain Imperial Guard home at once."
"A crisis without precedent?"
Godwin's face sharpened like a blade.
"What kind of crisis?"
"The Automaton Legion lies utterly destroyed!"
"The culprits hail from a Divine Empire named Crossbridge. They command one hundred million God King–rank soldiers, each matching a Sage King's battle prowess, and wield Proto–World Relic gear!"
"Plus, some enigmatic force hides their empire's aura. They've pushed deep into God Mountain lands already."
This news stunned the other three quasi–sage lords too, until one broke the tension.
"We've scoured the star sea for years on end. Returning now feels right."
Godwin pondered in heavy silence before giving a slow nod.
That simple gesture sent a shiver racing through the reporting Divine Oracle's thoughts.
He glanced back at the utterly decimated world and grasped the truth:
The Crossbridge Empire's doom... would mirror this one's.
For they had stirred monsters who had carved a bloody path through the stars for hundreds of thousands of years!
..."...
Chaotic Realm.
Within the old Darkfang Empire's domain, Crossbridge's defenses faced a brutal ambush.
Led by two Divine Oracles and over twenty Sacred Radiance–rank warriors who struck without warning, the empire's vast True God–rank forces still took heavy casualties despite their numbers.
The Litaran Empire didn't stop at the Darkfang Empire's ruins—they hit Crossbridge outposts in the Skywing Kingdom and Scions of the Sacred Dragon enclaves all at once.
Their aim: Expel every Crossbridge unit from the Chaotic Realm and shove them back to Starreach Province.
With that buffer in place, when Olympian God Mountain recaptured Starreach Province, the Litaran Empire could breathe easy, free from revenge strikes.
..."...
Starreach Province.
A Divine Oracle wrapped in spirit-resonant laws emerged from the SpiritSong Pearl.
Trailing her were over a dozen Sacred Radiance–rank elites.
All these women boasted unmatched allure and captivating elegance.
This embodied the SpiritSong Kingdom's essence—a domain celebrated as a "kingdom of daughters," woven from the realm's purest spiritual essence.
The Divine Oracle eyed the captive observer trapped in a soul-lamp.
His agonized wails echoed endlessly.
His essence shredded and reformed in endless torment, denying him even death!
Without that observer's foul taboo curse on SpiritSong Kingdom's lineages, not even her Divine Oracle might could have doomed the kingdom to such devastation.
In those days, three united armies couldn't touch SpiritSong Kingdom!
Now, they marched under Elizabeth's command—sent straight to the Chaotic Realm!
..."...
Skywing Kingdom lands.
Two Divine Oracles and more than twenty Sacred Radiance–rank masters, backed by over ten million soldiers, geared up to smash the imperial forces there.
Ares and Tina materialized from the emptiness, their icy stares sweeping across the intruders.
The pair of Divine Oracles paused, fixing Ares and Tina with smirks that chilled the air.
"Ares? We've been waiting for you at last."
The twenty-odd Sacred Radiance–rank fighters zeroed in on Ares too, showing no hint of dread.
They'd collected plenty of intel on this so-called "War God" from the Crossbridge Empire.
His fighting strength could challenge a Divine Oracle, sure—but nothing more.
With two Divine Oracles on their team now, this dwarfed the likes of Skywing Kingdom or Darkfang Empire!
It formed a deadly snare tailored just for Ares.
Slay him, and no matter the Crossbridge army's oddities or might, they'd crumble without guidance.
"He's ours to handle!"
"You lot focus on wiping out those legions!"
The two Divine Oracles commanded their Sacred Radiance–rank allies. Laws of power swirled around them as an oppressive presence clamped down on Ares.
The Sacred Radiance–rank warriors targeted the Crossbridge troops in turn, poised for devastating blows.
In that instant—
From the high skies, thirty million True God–rank soldiers burst from the void!
Simultaneously, ten million from the twenty million God King–rank forces shifted from Unar Province joined the fray, encircling Litaran's entire host.
"God King–rank legions...!"
Bolink of Swigo Mountain, Nalodebi of the Amethyst Highlands, plus watchers from the Huenra Empire and beyond, felt their heads tingle in shock.
The sight struck a haunting chord of recognition.
Memories flooded back of the Automaton Legion's fresh annihilation.