Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 538 -538-Divine Oracle Legions in the Hundreds of Millions

Right in front of the world gate—

A storm of killing intent took shape, plain to see with the naked eye, as it ripped into the nearby chaotic energies and unleashed a piercing, harsh wail.

Three hundred and twenty million soldiers from the Border Garrison waited quietly amid the glowing light, standing rigid like iron statues.

Up at the forefront of their ranks loomed seven colossal figures, each as grand as a mountain peak.

The Nightingale War God stood at their head.

His armor, thick and in a dark purple hue, bore designs that appeared to pulse with life—gradually shifting, absorbing the chaotic energies nearby. Serving as one of the deputy commanders for the Border Garrison legions, he held the recognized status of a quasi–Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse.

Three peak true Sage Masters followed him, their divine powers swelling as though on the verge of that ultimate breakthrough, while eleven more Sage Masters radiated auras of endless depth.

He gripped a supreme World Relic called the Boundary Arbiter.

It resembled a blunt heavy sword—its edge crafted from solidified streams of chaotic starlight, laced with fragments of ruptured laws.

The mind power of a peak true Sage Master swept over the whole Styx Sector like a surging wave, immediately pinpointing the gathered troops of the Crossbridge Empire.

"Sage Kings, Divine Radiants, Divine Oracles... for a remote empire to reach this level is... somewhat surprising," his voice echoed straight into the Nightingale War God’s mind and those of the rest, laced with a subtle hint of shock.

A Sage Lord–rank commander let out a scoff.

"Destroying is easier than building. How long can they last before our garrison?"

"Exactly. Surprising or not, we’ll only know if they can fight once we clash."

"Hmph. I just hope they don’t make us come all this way for nothing," another Sage Master added.

The Nightingale War God paid no mind to the talk. Such casual remarks held no sway over his choices.

"Take this place—then turn to the Eastern Starfield!"

"Yes, sir!"

The powerhouses at his back replied together, then guided their army of three hundred million across the chaos, rushing headlong at the legions of the Crossbridge Empire.

No talks would happen.

To the Starfont Divine Court, the Crossbridge Empire embodied pure defiance—something demanding total suppression.

"Perfect timing! Let this general see what the Divine Court legions are truly made of!"

"Kill—!"

Ares burst forward first, with the empire’s legions pouring after him. The opposing forces collided with brutal force in the chaotic sea at Styx Sector’s heart.

Cataclysmic energies burst forth like towering waves from the Sea of Chaos, shattering vast stretches of starfield debris into oblivion in moments.

Luckily, the clash unfolded in starry chaos. Had it raged within any stable world, that realm would have crumbled to dust instantly.

Suggwoth, joined by the Lord of the Blazing Eagle, the God of Wisdom, the War Executor, and fellow powerhouses, rushed to block the Starfont Divine Court’s Sage Masters.

Every ancient Sage Lord—and every mighty being tamed across Styx Sector—hurled themselves into the fray too.

Eternal Apollo Sunblaze clutched the Divine Radiant Pearl and barreled toward the Nightingale War God.

The Nightingale War God’s eyes narrowed sharply. He swung the Boundary Arbiter, unleashing a strike that cleaved the chaos apart.

Boundless sword intent transformed into solid laws, infused with chaotic force as it hurtled at Apollo.

"Is that all you’ve got?" Apollo bellowed.

His eyes, aglow with fire, flared with scorching divine light. A fiery cosmos erupted behind him, churning wildly.

The Divine Radiant Pearl greedily pulled in the ambient origin and energy, expanding to an endless scale.

The Eternal Suppression Divine Art flared to life.

The fierce slash from the Boundary Arbiter got halted right away—together with the nearby cosmic void, which locked up like it was chained in place.

"This one isn’t simple!"

"Deal with him first!"

The other three peak true Sage Masters reeled in surprise. They hadn’t foreseen the Eternal Sunfire War God’s such dreadfulness.

Those three leaped into the fight without delay, teaming up with the Nightingale War God to surround Apollo.

The leftover eleven Sage Masters pounced at the empire’s Sage Masters—like the Lord of the Blazing Eagle and his allies.

Order in Styx Sector crumbled even more. Chaos rippled across countless worlds, driving the surviving watchers from the upper three tribes to flee farther in panic.

"A quasi-supreme Sage rank, plus three peak true Sage Masters... that should be enough to suppress the empire’s powerhouse, right?" Sangy eyed the battlefield, his heart buzzing with eager thrill. He itched to dive in and fan the flames against the Crossbridge Empire.

He shot a look at Aurelius and Shixin. Noting their stillness, he held back with effort.

As long as Apollo—the biggest danger—remained active, none risked entering the battle casually.

All waited for Apollo’s downfall.

Once that struck, the Crossbridge Empire’s forces would falter hard, the Border Garrison would crush them flat—

And that’s when they’d move.

BOOM—!

While minds schemed along these lines, the lethal trap Alvin had set sprang into action at last.

Having pinned down the Divine Court’s elite powerhouses—once Suggwoth, Ares, and the rest had sunk their teeth into the over three-hundred-million Divine Court troops—Alvin issued the command then—

Time Warlocks, void warlocks, titans—advance across the board!

In one heartbeat—

Over a billion troops from the empire emerged from the void.

Laws of space rippled out in waves.

Laws of time followed suit.

The full battlefield draped under dual layers of space lockdown and time freeze, like reality hit a "pause" switch—sparing nothing, not even the empire’s own ranks.

Areas nearby untouched by the seal, and edges of far-off star rivers, plunged into eerie quiet.

"How—when did this happen?! Impossible!"

Sangy shrieked, his calm shattered.

"Th-that is... a Divine Oracle legion that controls time and space?!"

"Are you kidding me?! Hundreds of millions of them?!"

"This... this..."

The local powerhouses of Styx Sector howled inwardly too.

Gazing at the utterly stalled battlefield, their eyes almost popped out. Shock left them speechless, words failing them.

The remaining experts of the upper three tribes felt their thoughts whirl in chaos.

Even those powerhouses from Styx Sector, the Eastern Starfield, and the Celestial Light God Realm—already yielded to or gripped by the empire—stood slack-jawed in awe.

Numerous Divine Oracles and Sage Lords sensed their cores tremble, endless dread rising.

For even they had frozen for a moment.

They couldn’t fathom the empire wielding such unstoppable might on a scale of hundreds of millions, with every soldier sharing it.

It terrified beyond measure.

With time and space gripped tight, soul-deep fear gripped them.

What chilled them deeper still was this—

The Border Garrison soldiers of the Divine Court, locked in brutal fights just before, got shredded apart by unseen, ghostly forces—one by one—then gulped down by spectral voids of space, vanishing without a remnant.

Space shear. Time scour.

Even the starry emptiness seemed brittle against such might—flesh and blood, far more so.

"This is impossible!"

Even the Divine Court’s Sage Lord–rank powerhouses quaked deep down. They refused to accept this hidden force made purely of Divine Radiants and Divine Oracles—outnumbering their own!

"This is not power a remote star region should possess!" A Sage Master felt icy dread swamp his soul, like he’d fallen for a trick.

He wrenched free from the hold by force and dashed at the spacetime-sealed zone, striving to counter the time and space effects with his rule-power.

The Nightingale War God—clashing hard with Eternal Apollo Sunblaze—plus the other three true Sage Masters, all jolted at this twist.

"Go support them—now!" the Nightingale War God commanded firmly.

Those three true Sage Masters rushed to pull away and escape the trap.

"Trying to leave only now?"

Apollo poured out infinite fire origin, washing over the three true Sage Masters and hauling them back. Simultaneously, he summoned huge fiery claws, clamping down to hold them fast.

BOOM—!

The titans’ forms swelled by trillions of zhang, grabbing the chance to charge the frozen battlefield and pound the unmoving Divine Court soldiers.

BANG!

BANG! BANG...!

Sacred-light armor and Divine Court forms burst apart in sequence.

In a flash, tens of millions—hundreds of millions—of the Border Garrison soldiers lay smashed to pieces!