Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 536 -536-Three-Way Melee, the Hell Black Shark

Suddenly, the bodies of the titans expanded dramatically—growing by hundreds of millions of meters—making their forms incredibly fearsome beyond imagination.

Glyphs of the Law of Strength ignited over their skin, glowing like fiery symbols that illuminated the dark Sea of Chaos.

Cursefont Star God Merxis crossed space in one stride and dove directly into the domain of the Primordial Giants.

Although the void warlocks and Time Warlocks held only Sacred Radiance rank, combined with the titans, they proved more than capable of battling Primordial Giants whose might matched that of Sage Lords.

The powers of time confinement and space confinement displayed remarkable effectiveness.

BOOM—!

With chaos quaking violently, over a hundred million titans rushed forward.

Beams of chaotic light erupted skyward from each ruin of chaotic star rivers. Primordial Giants emerged one by one, advancing to clash directly with the titans.

Born from chaos as an ancient race, the Primordial Giants wielded innate bodily might. Right from their birth, they held power equal to a Sage King.

As they matured, their strength surged swiftly, turning most clan members into powerhouses surpassing Sacred Radiance rank.

The clan chief stood as a half-giant overlord, teetering on the edge of Empyrean Sanctum. His might had hit its peak; without the limits of chaotic laws, he would have ascended to Empyrean Sanctum ages ago.

He unleashed a punch aimed at Cursefont Star God and the imperial forces.

Endless chaos fractured instantly under the blow.

Worlds and realms of inhabitants, even distant from the universe, felt terror grip their hearts.

Cursefont Star God invoked his Chaos-Origin Body, his body ballooning to tens of billions of meters as well, and barreled toward the clan chief.

The chief's terror was genuine—lacking an Empyrean Sanctum's intervention, slaying him seemed nearly impossible.

Yet Cursefont Star God matched him in unmatched prowess. He had battled through myriad strong foes, his level climbing relentlessly, and he could fully hold his own against the chief.

On top of that, he commanded spatial beams, creation power, and an annihilation origin, alongside various attributes—unleashing a wild barrage against the clan chief.

His snake-like tail, extending billions and billions of meters, lashed out over the field and wiped away vast stretches of chaos.

Boosted by spatial light-speed, his speed overwhelmed every foe completely.

"You’re courting death!" the clan chief bellowed.

Additional Primordial Giants—experts on par with genuine Sage Masters and quasi–Empyrean Sanctums—entered the battle, encircling Cursefont Star God and assaulting him with full force.

In other areas, the Crossbridge Empire’s forces smashed into the Primordial Giants in savage melee. Backed by the time, space, soul, and curse legions, the clash turned ferociously intense.

Innumerable titans exploded into pieces.

Primordial Giants fell successively—huge forms tumbling into chaos, their blood flowing in torrents of carnage.

Cursefont Star God channeled creation power via sheer raw might—his strikes pulverizing chaos, forging boundless elemental seals. The annihilation origin flowed endlessly, harboring the deadliest ruin for body and skeleton.

Blow by blow, he pounded the clan chief squarely.

The clan chief neared Empyrean Sanctum closely. He wielded initial strands of fate, and his mastery of universal chaos proved even more dreadful.

Despite Cursefont Star God’s body surpassing any Primordial Giant’s in toughness, aided by fellow true Sage Masters and quasi–Empyrean Sanctum giants, the chief kept him firmly in check.

Still, Cursefont Star God’s origin body harmonized with the Sea of Chaos—fusing into it, gaining power without cease.

Raw might clashed against raw might, the duel ripping from the Sea of Chaos into surrounding chaotic realms. Colossal giants, each tens of billions of meters high, exchanged devastating hits—fists crashing into bodies, blood and bones bursting apart, worlds crumbling, origins fracturing.

BANG!

BANG! BANG—!

Gates to worlds started unfolding near the fight.

Old primordial groups, forbidden-zone entities, and chaotic beings got roused, hurrying to observe.

Upon reaching the scene, they witnessed massive Primordial Giants engaged in a brutal massacre.

"The Primordial Giants face invasion! Which race battles them? I've never encountered such beings."

"What fearsome builds—not inferior to the chaos-spawned Primordial Giants..."

"Matching power, level, and techniques—and they deploy formations... Almost like a military force."

Near the Chaos Domain's border, a silhouette bearing a dark outline of a whole world gazed fixedly at the Time Warlocks and void warlocks, bewilderment in his stare.

"They bear no likeness to the Reincarnation Divine Court or Starfont Divine Court troops. All at Divine Oracle rank, but their fighting strength vastly outstrips typical Divine Oracles."

"And those able to lock time and space... even more peculiar."

Next to him, a goddess from an elven realm shared the shock that these intruders dared assault the Primordial Giants’ land.

As formidable chaos-born entities, the Primordial Giants inspired dread across major chaos domains, shunned more than challenged.

But these unknown forces not only provoked them—they stormed right up to their gates.

Such boldness alone stunned the spectators.

"Tsk, tsk... seems the Primordial Giants will take a beating," mocked an ancient chaos entity near another world gate.

Towering tens of billions of meters, it sported a lone crimson horn resembling a mana stone on its brow. Tidy rows of blue scales sheathed its back, defying the chaos gale. Odd runes sprawled over its form.

"My lord, shall we take advantage and attack?" inquired the beast at its side—a chimera featuring a lion’s head, goat’s frame, and serpent tail. Stretching over a billion meters, it looked hideous and ferocious.

The horned creature mulled it over shortly.

"Strike."

"The invaders' roots remain a mystery. Ideal—we'll eliminate them too while the Primordial Giants stay busy."

Once commanded, it led the charge. The chaos beasts trailing it surged after, heading for the Primordial Giants’ realm.

"That’s the Chaos Unicorn from the Chaos Abyss!" cried a voice from a far-off world gate, observing eagerly.

The Chaos Abyss and these chaotic ruins ranked among the most savage war zones ever.

The Abyss hid myriad chaos beasts that survived by consuming chaos origin.

Meanwhile, the chaotic ruins' Primordial Giants sustained themselves by slaying chaos beasts.

Their enmity ran deep and unending.

Furthermore, ages back, the Chaos Unicorn had aimed to ascend as a Pantheon deity—only for the Primordial Giants’ chief to thwart its dream.

With the Primordial Giants invaded now, why would the Chaos Unicorn overlook this chance?

The Chaos Unicorn also qualified as a half-overlord nearing Empyrean Sanctum. That very status had emboldened its bid for deityhood in Pantheon.

Despite the failure, its name had spread far in notoriety.

As the Chaos Unicorn’s group entered the fray, panic gripped the Primordial Giants’ clan chief.

This Cursefont Star God proved overwhelmingly powerful—after prolonged combat, death eluded him. His space mastery and alarming swiftness posed huge dangers.

With the Chaos Unicorn hitting from the flank, the Primordial Giants’ plight worsened dramatically.

ROAR—!

Roars rattled the very essence of chaos.

Vast chaos beasts burst from gales billions upon billions of meters wide and crashed into the melee, driving the war to sprawl wider—shaking the Starry Chaos ceaselessly.

The Reincarnation Divine Court grew alert as well.

Hell Black Shark, the Reincarnation Divine Court’s war god, reached the fight’s edge with his troops, bearing the quasi–Origin Artifact Black Shark Fang on his back.

He remained still, observing the events.

"It’s Hell Black Shark!"

Powerhouses from the Chaos Domain, Chaos Heavenly Domain, and further afield spotted him, fear stirring in their cores.

For he ranked as the mightiest war god under the Dark Keep War God, having attained quasi–Empyrean Sanctum.

Previously, he had wiped out ancient clans and the giant-elephant demon race from the vast Black Sea—offering them to forge a genuine Hell Sea.

Simultaneously, he had served as a key destroyer of the Stellar Divine Court.

His presence made sense. The chaotic ruins and Chaos Abyss bordered the Reincarnation Divine Court’s lands.

Should the conflict spill into the Divine Court’s area, he must intervene to defend its ultimate prestige.

Nevertheless, Hell Black Shark just observed for now.

His eyes locked on the Crossbridge Empire’s forces decimating the Primordial Giants.

Bewilderment, intrigue, and astonishment flashed in his gaze.

"Have you determined this faction’s background?" Hell Black Shark inquired.

A true Sage Master behind him inclined his head.

"Reporting to my lord—"

"We have not yet identified their origin or allegiance. But we can confirm they are not legions of the Starfont Divine Court. I have already ordered a full investigation."

"No need for the trouble," Hell Black Shark replied with a cold grin.

"Just capture a few and interrogate them."

"Let them fight first. Once they destroy the Primordial Giants and the Chaos Abyss—these unstable factors—we’ll come in and clean up the aftermath."

Over years, the Primordial Giants and abyssal beasts had troubled the Reincarnation Divine Court’s frontiers. Dispatching forces to curb them demanded heavy costs.

Yet here they were, stupidly turning on each other.

Ideal—cuts down on the work.

Regarding the true nature of that empire’s legions?

In due course, he’d seize some and extract the truth.