Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 542 -542-Beyoncé—Her Whole Heart Set on Eating

In the sacred corridors of the holy halls, divine glows twisted together like smooth streams of silk.

A group of imperial consorts perched on elongated benches sculpted from starstone, or reclined against crystalline columns that gleamed with a lifelike sparkle. Without any coordination, their stares converged on the petite form next to Belinda.

Beyoncé bulged her plump cheeks, her pudgy small hands grasping a bunch of heavenly fruits that sparkled in various colors. She continued shoving them into her mouth, producing joyful munching noises—completely overjoyed.

After the empire absorbed the assets from the Celestial Light God Realm and the Eastern Starfield, its stockpiles had swelled to depths that defied calculation.

Tons of rare spirit pills, top-tier law-infused fruits, and even godly herbs brimming with sacred essence—all flooded into the Divine Sanctuary without end.

Beyoncé had unleashed her hunger entirely. Still, even at her devouring pace, she couldn't match the influx of supplies pouring in.

She munched away in pure bliss, as though each morsel was the ultimate gourmet treat in the world.

Maybe sensing the unease from all those watching eyes, Beyoncé raised her tiny head. Her wide eyes scanned the assembly before settling on the most comforting face—Belinda.

She stretched out her small palm, presenting a heavenly fruit.

The motion appeared to convey: Want to try one as well?

"..."

"This is... the Stellar Saint-Emperor?"

They glanced at one another, their faces shifting to a mix of subtle bewilderment.

When Kaos revealed that the ravenous little eater in front of them was once the ultimate sovereign of the splendid Stellar Divine Court—the Luminous Empress—stunned silence had gripped everyone for quite some time.

A Divine Court sovereign... just picturing such an entity evoked visions of supreme grandeur, overlooking every living thing from on high.

Yet the sight before them...

Crunch!

Watching Belinda grin and decline with a shake of her head, Beyoncé simply slipped the fruit back into her own mouth. Like a tiny bunny nibbling a carrot, she chomped down a couple of times and devoured it whole, a glow of contentment spreading over her features.

From a nearby balcony, Aurek observed the entire scene with keen attention.

With Kaos having exposed the truth—given that Beyoncé held the vital knowledge of the Twelvefold Divine Sanctuary’s deepest mystery—her eventual memory restoration would surely reveal the solution to him.

Moreover...

What Aurek yearned to grasp most profoundly, straight from his core, was if the "fated master" this Divine Sanctuary awaited... was indeed himself.

For the moment, the empire’s vast reserves could easily cover her endless feasting. Aurek welcomed the display with genuine pleasure.

...

Under the Heaven-Pillar.

An aged figure in plain cloth garments guided a young girl into a mountain chain enveloped in holy mist.

The elder’s face held deep veneration. He dropped to his knees facing the immense beam of light piercing the heavens, bowing in profound devotion.

The child at his side mimicked him perfectly, kneeling down in a tidy and compliant manner.

In that very moment—

Beams and shadows swirled. Dimensions and moments warped.

Their forms materialized in front of a grand edifice that seemed dreamlike and misty, as if it floated between reality and slumber.

Eighty-one luminous beams supported the structure’s frame. Each beam bore etched motifs of primordial beasts and myriad imprints of godly might beyond mortal grasp.

A vague outline lingered silently on the palace stairs, wrapped in an aura of boundless dignity and awe.

"By the River of Forgetting, Charlemagne of Sacredwood Settlement greets the divine one!"

The elder prostrated once more, his tone rough and earnest.

"By the River of Forgetting..."

The outline appeared to recall the location. A soft but commanding unseen energy raised Charlemagne and the young girl upright.

Her words echoed as if from the far reaches of eternity.

"I already know what has happened to Sacredwood Settlement. All living beings of the settlement... will ultimately have a place to return to."

Those words stirred wild emotions in Charlemagne’s chest. True elation lit up his expression.

The child might not grasp it—but he certainly did.

Those kinfolk massacred by Primordial Sword City hadn’t truly perished. They had ascended to a superior realm elsewhere.

"I have come in accordance with my ancestors’ final teachings, and I humbly ask the divine one for guidance!"

Charlemagne bent low in reverence as he declared.

He lacked full insight into the bond between Sacredwood Settlement and this Celestial Light God Realm’s deity, yet the lineage’s ancient directive led unerringly to this spot.

Still, he avoided any reference to the Dark Abyss.

For the peril it embodied was overwhelmingly vast.

From the subtle remnants of that ultimate entity, Charlemagne deduced that the captive force inside wielded horrors that could shatter the whole Star Sea Universe with ease. It dwarfed anything from a quasi-Empyrean Sanctum—or even a full Empyrean Sanctum.

Though the divine one might already sense it, he wouldn’t voice it himself.

If she truly guarded Sacredwood Settlement, then she must comprehend the looming threat from the Dark Abyss as well.

The outline lifted her gaze to the vast expanses of the Star Sea.

After an extended pause, her focus shifted to the innocent, puzzled young girl.

"Leave her here."

Charlemagne’s joy overflowed immensely. He swiftly faced the girl.

"Mily—hurry! Express your thanks to the divine one for her benevolence!"

Not every timeless power nearing the Empyrean Sanctum threshold earned the honor of enshrinement in the Pantheon.

Those enshrined carried fortunes of immense scale.

Should Mily stay near such an exalted presence—even merely as an attendant—it marked a divine gift, a boundless fortune.

"Mily pays respects to the divine one..."

The girl felt shy, yet she bowed with proper submission.

"Regarding the Dark Abyss, you need not concern yourself. Someone fated will go and handle it."

A spectral tone slipped into Charlemagne’s thoughts.

The instant after, he found himself returned beyond the Heaven-Pillar—frozen in his worshiping pose, as if the encounter had been a mere illusion.

Yet Mily had vanished entirely.

A chill of profound respect gripped Charlemagne’s soul.

He ranked as a Sage lord powerhouse himself, but that translocation had evaded his senses completely.

The divine one’s prowess... plunged into immeasurable depths, evoking utter awe.

With a final gesture of homage, he stood and gazed at the colossal sacred pillar that soared through the skies in eternal brilliance. A heavy burden lifted from his spirit at last.

Mily’s well-being no longer weighed on his mind.

His sole remaining worry was that the Crossbridge Empire and the Starfont Divine Court might turn that area into a warzone someday—what if the Dark Abyss seal got broken by mistake...

But with the divine one aware of the Dark Abyss’s presence, he had no cause for further anxiety.

...

In the Chaos Ruins, the conflict had plunged into its fiercest phase.

Monstrous chaos entities—spanning hundreds of millions of meters, even billions—clashed wildly without restraint. Each blow unleashed force capable of obliterating whole realms.

These chaos-forged behemoths boasted physiques of absurd durability that challenged logic. Placed in an intact universe, one swing of their fist would reduce it to oblivion.

Luckily, the clash unfolded across these fractured and turbulent star zones.

The Primordial Giants thrived in such disordered voids. They drew on chaos-origin partially for attacks and shields—compelling the empire’s top titans to suffer steep losses.

Cursefont Star God Merxis and Gorgan, leader of the Primordial Giants, battled at a scorching intensity.

Through swift space-warping velocity and devastating nirvanic blasts, Merxis just managed to stalemate the foe at quasi-Empyrean Sanctum’s pinnacle. Their duel raged from the Return-to-Ruin’s core out into the boundless Chaos Sea.

At the same time, the Chaos Unicorn rallied hordes of abyssal chaos beasts into the fight, easing massive strain on the imperial forces.

These chaos-born hunters adapted to the brutal terrain even more seamlessly than the Primordial Giants, wreaking havoc on their giant kin.

A handful of quasi-Empyrean Sanctum Primordial Giants, plus several genuine Sage lord giants, were compelled to divert troops to counter the Chaos Unicorn.

The uproar from this colossal brawl was staggeringly immense. It had already roused myriad adjacent starfields—and the timeless powers and lineages concealed among them.

Apart from the keen observers already tuned in—like Elysium Starrealm, the Elven Starfields, Chaos Heaven, and the Divine Court of Reincarnation—

Further primordial forces too, including the Primeval Law Clan, the Thunder Warden, and the Godblood Scion, now directed their attention to this seething warzone.