Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 546 -546-Fists Against the Divine Court, Kicks Against the Giants
Previously on Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined...
With a simple wave of its sleeve, the divine apparition acted as though it were merely dusting off a tiny particle.
PFF!
Not a single notion of fighting back crossed Hellshark's mind. In the blink of an eye, his whole form erased itself into void, leaving behind absolutely nothing.
However, deep within the swirling disorder, Hellshark's shape reformed in a wretched state, coming back to life yet again. The fear etched on his features only intensified, growing even more profound.
He gazed intently at the divine apparition, which was gradually rotating its head.
"Withdraw—NOW!!!"
His command burst forth like a desperate scream.
He yanked back Black Shark’s Fang with force, then dashed headlong into his faction's realm-gate, refusing to glance behind—as though a monstrous devourer of all things pursued him from the rear.
This abrupt display stunned all who witnessed it.
A savage powerhouse ranking just below the War-God of the Dark Keep—Hellshark—had been scared off in utter humiliation?!
How horrifying must that attack have been, to terrify a quasi-Empyrean Sanctum expert—one armed with a quasi-Origin Artifact—to such an extent?
The leftover Undead Legion rushed toward the realm-gate too, fleeing in wild disarray.
The divine apparition made no move to follow. Instead, it extended an open hand from afar, pressing down upon the gate.
BOOOOM—!!
The remote realm-gate trembled fiercely. Fine cracks like spiderwebs crawled over its frame—though it barely endured.
Apollo held back from advancing more. His own energy drain had been enormous.
The divine apparition faded away gradually, and Apollo's eyes turned to Gorgan, leader of the Primordial Giants.
As soon as that icy stare landed on them, alarms blared wildly in the cores of Gorgan and the handful of quasi-Empyrean Sanctum giants nearby!
They grasped only fragments of the dread from that prior blow, but the primal warning surging from the essence of their lives sent shivers through their frames.
While pounding at Cursefont Star God to force an opening—they simultaneously pulled their bodies away, step by reluctant step.
"What is going on? Even the Primordial Giants’ chieftain fears him?!"
The chimera out of the chaotic abyss failed to grasp it.
The rest of the observing powers shared the same bewilderment.
Yet Cursefont Star God exploited their moment of doubt, unleashing another creation-divinity technique. A fearsome killing energy rushed out, compelling Gorgan and the quasi-Empyrean Sanctum giants to clash against it with all their might.
And right then—while their attention locked tight, might and will focused to the utmost—
That strange absolute domain stretched out once more.
Acting like a hidden cage, it engulfed them entirely.
"This... what kind of power is this?!"
For the first time, outright alarm flickered in Gorgan’s massive eyes.
He sensed his might, his core—even his sense of identity—being torn apart piece by piece against his will.
Consequently, the force he could summon shrank at a furious pace. His total power plunged downward at a mad rate!
Little surprise that Hellshark had panicked so!
With one's life-core, divine spirit, and the very idea of being stripped so completely, it spelled an irreversible end.
"Damn you—!!"
"Impossible!"
The remaining quasi-Empyrean Sanctum giants detected that awful peeling feeling too. Their cries exploded in raw horror.
Gorgan's face twisted into frenzy. The ultimate strength teetering on the edge of Empyrean Sanctum erupted fully without holding back.
He slammed his fists repeatedly into the unseen walls encircling him, desperate to shatter this odd domain.
The other quasi-Empyrean Sanctum giants descended into rage as well, battering various points of the domain heedless of the toll—aiming to hack an escape route for their leader.
Finally—after losing a few allies and enduring heavy costs himself—Gorgan grabbed a fleeting rip he'd torn open and broke free from the domain's nightmarish grasp.
Upon liberation, his initial act wasn't to aid the ensnared comrades.
Rather, he scooped up the final core kin who lived without pause and vanished into the boundless turmoil—without a backward glance.
Cursefont Star God moved to give chase, but Apollo halted him.
Next, the pair combined their efforts, pinning the surviving four quasi-Empyrean Sanctum Primordial Giants solidly inside the domain.
Eternal Apollo Sunblaze’s mightiest secret weapon stood as the Fire God True Body—one among the three banned source-origin techniques.
At its heart lay the division and severance of every aspect an opponent held: strength, essence, core, and beyond.
Whenever the foe attempted to channel any force or principle, a matching severance force sprang up instantly—severing it and making it worthless.
Ultimately, the opponent weakened gradually until reduced to a helpless insect—easily wiped out with a light gesture.
These four Primordial Giants ranked as standard quasi-Empyrean Sanctum beings, well below Gorgan's level. Still, fully destroying them proved challenging.
Once one fell at last, it tapped its link to chaos—plus prepared safeguards—to return from death.
Much like Hellshark: despite obliteration by one blow from the divine apparition, revival remained possible from afar.
Had Cursefont Star God pursued Gorgan solo, Eternal Apollo Sunblaze alone would have faced tough odds in achieving total annihilation before the foes' rebirth loops.
Together, the duo turned the overwhelming purge into a smoother task.
Across the primary battlefield, the leftover Primordial Giants had already met their end, butchered entirely. The Undead Legion faced total extermination too.
Just the heart zone persisted—a focused annihilation contest centered on the four quasi-Empyrean Sanctum giants.
The grand lineages of the Star Sea and the timeless powers observed this chilling display with solemn expressions.
As fellow quasi-Empyrean Sanctum beings, a cold dread welled up from their innermost selves.
This abrupt, unknown group wasn't just formidable—it struck with brutal efficiency.
It appeared indifferent to dangers from external powers like theirs. It pressed on with its merciless wipeout, eyes cold and unwavering.
Was it slaying to send a message... or simply unconcerned?
Or—perhaps both?!
Star God Merxis and Eternal Apollo Sunblaze poured everything in, slaying the giants over and over.
The purge stretched across multiple days.
The four giants died time after time—over a hundred instances.
Their resurrections slowed progressively. Their post-revival power diminished steadily. Their tie to chaos faded into haze.
At last, when they could draw no more core essence for renewal from chaos, when their life-marks eroded fully away, the fight concluded for good.
In principle, Primordial Giants—sprung from chaos—retained a shot at reawakening eons later, if even a spark of intent lingered and fused with chaos.
Yet the duration and prerequisites defied understanding—essentially amounting to perpetual demise.
"Go—now!"
On the battle's closing night, the Elven Goddess silently gathered bits of the giants’ remains and slipped away through a realm-gate.
Specialists from the Elysium Starrealm, the Primeval Law Clan, and various other groups reeled from the ultimate techniques Eternal Apollo Sunblaze had revealed.
No one risked staying longer. They retreated one by one into their realm-gates...
The total downfall of four quasi-Empyrean Sanctum titans echoed like a dirge through the depths of chaos, stirring anxiety and frozen fear in every spectator.
The Chaos Unicorn and the chimera had withdrawn ages ago into the chaotic abyss's depths.
"Return to the empire!"
Eternal Apollo Sunblaze issued the directive promptly, entering the realm-gate alongside the Cursefont Star God.
They'd felled far too many formidable foes, and this site bordered the Divine Court of Reincarnation’s domain. The Divine Court would surely respond.
For the moment, the empire couldn't afford a full-scale clash against a rooted Divine Court so distant from home base.
A swift retreat served as the wisest move right now.
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